Sachi opened her eyes slowly, trying to remember where she was. She looked down at a pair of pure white sheets and instinctively tried to sit up. She found her arms to be very wobbly and bandaged. What had happened to her? Had she done something bad? Or maybe… she looked at the sheets again. Maybe she was in Heaven?
A small boy with slightly spiky red hair and a downcast look on his face looked up at her. His empty-looking, lonely eyes danced when he saw her return his hopeful gaze. Sachi wanted very much to thank this boy, whoever he was, for all that he had done. For bandaging her arms- whatever had happened to them- and for letting her sleep in such a big bed with such clean, expensive looking sheets… but all that came out was:
"Are you an angel?" Sachi's cheeks turned bright red. What a stupid thing to ask. He looked her age, about 5. How could he be an angel? But still… The boy's red hair shook slightly as he looked from side to side, checking to see if Sachi had addressed someone else, perhaps? But he saw no one, no one but himself and this girl.
"M-Me?" he stuttered, looking down at the ground "Uh… I thought…" He looked up again, and started shifting back and forth from foot to foot "Don't you… not like me? Like all the others…? Aren't I scary to you?" He looked back down again, as if hoping the floor would answer him.
"Well of course I don't hate you!" Sachi giggled with the energy only a 5 year old could have. "You helped me with my arms, and you let me sleep in this HUGE bed. Did it cost ALOOTT?" She asked inquisitively. The boy looked up and blushed at her silly question.
"No, everyone around here has beds like this… I think." He didn't really know for sure- he'd never gone to someone's house. He rarely even went out of the house. "But I'm glad you like it." A slight trace of a smile was found on his face. Sachi realized this boy… his eyes, they looked like someone she knew- someone she loved- someone who would also be described as her brother. HER BROTHER. The thought seem to have smacked her in the face. Where was he? Where was SHE? But she didn't really know what to do. She was only 5, and wasn't exactly a big thinker. She considered things a lot, and her best option was to wait. Maybe it would all come back to her.
"But anyway," Sachi said, smiling bigger then the boy "Why would I think you looked scary? You don't. In fact, you look…" She really didn't know how to put it. Incredible? Amazing? Perfect? "Nice."
