Disclaimer : i don't own Prince of Tennis
A supernatural and romance genre-based fanfiction. A bit of an angst later in the future.
It's an AtobexTezukaxFuji fanfiction. Don't read if you don't like BL or Yaoi.
There'll be deaths and killing later on. So if you don't like dark and heavy themes, just bear with me. *smile*
There's not much of tennis here.
Last note : I LOVE FUJI AND ATOBE. (:
Important notes : This is purely original. If you don't like BL or Yaoi, I warn you to not read it.
Sickness 01 : Memory of a Child
"I just want someone to tell me it'll be alright"
"Where is specialist Tezuka Kunimitsu?" asked Doctor Oishi. His assistant, Doctor Kikumaru replied, "Tezuka Kunimitsu has just gave us a call. It seems that his plane from Germany was slightly delayed". Doctor Oishi sighed, "Tezuka Kunimitsu. Famous for his skills in curing patients with memory loss. I can't believe I'm actually going to see him with my very own eyes". Doctor Kikumaru gave a sad smile, "Yeah. Patient 13571, was it?". Just then, there was a small knock on the door.
"Doctor Oishi. Specialist Tezuka Kunimitsu has arrived"
"Thank you, Ann" Doctor Oishi stood up and opened the door to leave his office. Doctor Kikumaru followed him. His long white coat bellowed behind him. His face showed a worried expression. "Specialist... Tezuka Kunimitsu..?" asked Doctor Kikumaru, with an unbelievable expression on his face. Tezuka Kunimitsu helped cure many patients with memory loss. No one has actually saw his face before ( except for the rehabilitation place he works in ). People would have thought that he might be an old man. "Yes. I am Tezuka Kunimitsu. Nice to meet you"
In fact, Tezuka Kunimitsu looks very young. With brown hair and creamy white skin, he had a goddamn handsome face!
"Are there any papers regarding the patient?" asked Tezuka. Doctor Oishi nodded and gave him some papers. Tezuka read the paper thoroughly.
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Name : Fuji Syuusuke
Age : 17 years old.
Birthdate : February 29th 19XX
Gender : Male
Patient No. : 13571
Cause of Rehab : Memory Loss.
Updates :
6th January - Admitted into Tokyo Hospital with injuries on his head, arms and legs.
10th January - Regained conciousness. Started throwing everything around him on the walls.
15th January - Was visited by a family member. Claims he doesn't know him. Threw a vase to him.
19th January - Doesn't have any memory until before he was 5 years old. Started talking to himself.
22th January - Pulled a nurse's hair when given medication.
23rd January - Punched the doctor when given medication.
25th January - Counselor arrives. Tried talking but no response.
26th January - Trembles and shakes when someone tries to talk to him.
24th February - Moved to the rehab centre. Refuses to let anyone change his bandages.
1st March - Hides himself in the corner every time.
5th March - Refuses to step out of the room.
17th March - Specialist Tezuka Kunimitsu's arrival.
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"What do you mean by 'trembles and shakes when someone tries to talk to him' ?" asked Tezuka curiously. Doctor Kikumaru flipped a few papers then read, "It is written here by a doctor. It seems that he shakes a lot when someone tries to talk to him. The doctor thinks he is scared". Tezuka analyzed the paper he was holding one more time, then stated in a formal manner, "Alright. I'll try to help this boy. But I cannot guarantee that he will recover easily". Doctor Oishi and Kikumaru sighed a sigh of relief. They handed two folders to him. "I'll guide you to his room"
As they walked towards the patient's room, Tezuka kept himself busy by reading the important-looking papers."We're here, Tezuka-san". Tezuka's honey-brown eyes glanced at the door. It had the number 13571 on it. "Thank you" he said as he knocked on the door. "Fuji Syuusuke-san? I'll be coming in". He opened the door and almost immediately, a pencil was thrown right at him. The pencil missed him by merely few inches.
Tezuka looked at the boy who threw the pencil at him. He looked like his age, dressed in pajamas that seemed two sizes too big for him ( A/N : to those of you who reads Death Note, imagine Near's outfit ), and most importantly, he didn't look a bit like a male. "He doesn't look like a male, does he?" said Tezuka, unsure. He turned around when he did not get any reply nor answer. Both the doctor has already left. He sighed and frowned as he closed the door behind him.
The patient was squeezing himself to the walls. His knees pulled up to his chin, his hands hugging his legs and his blue eyes moist with tears. "G-Go aw-away" cried the boy. He squeezed himself to the wall. He was trembling so hard as if he was so cold. Tears were running down from his eyes to his cheeks. He hugged his knees tighter. His creamy white skin was covered with blood-stained bandages.
Tezuka adjusted his glasses and walked towards the crying boy. As he approached him, he extended a hand. The boy looked at Tezuka with a scared look then all of a sudden, he bit Tezuka's extended hand. "Ouch" muttered Tezuka but he didn't let go. The boy used all his strength to bite Tezuka but he showed no sign to retreat. Instead, he used his other hand and patted him on the head gently. The boy slowly let go of his teeth and sat down. He stared at Tezuka as he examined his hand that Fuji bit.
"...wy...a...wy.." muttered the boy softly. His tears sinking his words.
The specialist kept quiet. "Go away..." sniffed the boy sadly, his hands wiping away the tears. "Don't hurt me...." muttered the boy. Tezuka's eyes softened as he patted his head again. He took a piece of tissue from the bed table and wiped them away gently, trying to not touch his fragile skin. As the boy finally stopped crying, Tezuka stood up and patted his head once more. Then, he left without saying a word.
The boy blinked at touched his head. He smiled to himself. He crawled towards the bed and climbed onto it. Then, he snuggled into the pillow.
He fell asleep peacefully.
Tezuka, who left the door slightly opened, smiled. Maybe it won't be too hard getting his memories back.
Tadaaaa. I deleted my previous Eiji/Fuji fic because it felt kinda gross to continue. (:
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