Disclaimer- Not mine, okay.
I glanced quickly at the clock once before running a hand through my shaggy jet black hair and sitting down heavily on my bed. A sigh escaped my lips as I leaned back to rest the back of my head on the headboard of the bed. My second year of high school, midterms, lack of sleep, and the onslaught of incredibly cold weather on top of my life was a bad combination.
*:"Ryo," an eerie voice call softly. The dark blue-violet eyes seemed to come from a jet black storm cloud. Both the voice and the eyes seemed warm and inviting yet the warmth was eerily streaked with an icy chill. I could almost feel the darkness ooze from them. Then suddenly I was frozen in a light colored room . I found myself looking at the charts at the foot of the hospital bed in front of me. The only word that wasn't blurred was Sanada. I unwillingly glanced up to the scene filled with an unearthly mist. "Twins," a white figure called excitedly. The screams of two babies filled the room. One was warm and deep. The other was soft and hollow.:*
Unlike the nights before the dream failed to stop.
*:A nurse rushed past me as my sight was drawn to the infant she cuddled. A chill raced up my spine as I recognized the violet eyes. The violet-eyed infant set up a thin, pitiful howl as it was whisked out of the room. I was then drawn suddenly closer to another nurse who cuddled the second infant. "A healthy baby boy," she announced proudly. Another chill raced up my spine as I got my first glimpse of the second child. The wispy black hair and deep, dark blue eyes were unmistakable... It was me. But...twins?:*
*enh enh enh enh* the alarm clock chimed by my bed. I slapped it and rolled over but something kept me wide awake. A creak on the stairs and a calling, "Ryo...Ryo," I tensed but then recognized my Grandmothers voice. I tossed the bedcovers aside and half leaped across my room to the door," I'm up." My grandmother opened the door and gave me a quizzical once over before shaking her head and going back down the stairs, "Breakfast's ready."
About 5 seconds after I had hurridly changed grabbed my school stuff and scarfed down my breakfast my brain realized with much shock that I was up and ready much too early to leave for school. I thought ::Well I could always take my time::
I glanced quickly at the clock once before running a hand through my shaggy jet black hair and sitting down heavily on my bed. A sigh escaped my lips as I leaned back to rest the back of my head on the headboard of the bed. My second year of high school, midterms, lack of sleep, and the onslaught of incredibly cold weather on top of my life was a bad combination.
*:"Ryo," an eerie voice call softly. The dark blue-violet eyes seemed to come from a jet black storm cloud. Both the voice and the eyes seemed warm and inviting yet the warmth was eerily streaked with an icy chill. I could almost feel the darkness ooze from them. Then suddenly I was frozen in a light colored room . I found myself looking at the charts at the foot of the hospital bed in front of me. The only word that wasn't blurred was Sanada. I unwillingly glanced up to the scene filled with an unearthly mist. "Twins," a white figure called excitedly. The screams of two babies filled the room. One was warm and deep. The other was soft and hollow.:*
Unlike the nights before the dream failed to stop.
*:A nurse rushed past me as my sight was drawn to the infant she cuddled. A chill raced up my spine as I recognized the violet eyes. The violet-eyed infant set up a thin, pitiful howl as it was whisked out of the room. I was then drawn suddenly closer to another nurse who cuddled the second infant. "A healthy baby boy," she announced proudly. Another chill raced up my spine as I got my first glimpse of the second child. The wispy black hair and deep, dark blue eyes were unmistakable... It was me. But...twins?:*
*enh enh enh enh* the alarm clock chimed by my bed. I slapped it and rolled over but something kept me wide awake. A creak on the stairs and a calling, "Ryo...Ryo," I tensed but then recognized my Grandmothers voice. I tossed the bedcovers aside and half leaped across my room to the door," I'm up." My grandmother opened the door and gave me a quizzical once over before shaking her head and going back down the stairs, "Breakfast's ready."
About 5 seconds after I had hurridly changed grabbed my school stuff and scarfed down my breakfast my brain realized with much shock that I was up and ready much too early to leave for school. I thought ::Well I could always take my time::