AN: So, I've decided that I need something to work on whilst I debate about what I'm going to do concerning my other stories. I hope to have time soon to work on them 😊 I hope people enjoy this story but I'm mainly writing for myself again. If you do read my other work would you prefer me to write for them with shorter chapters or wait until I have time to write the full length chapters to upload.

Anyway, thank you everyone for clicking on it. Even doing that means a lot to me.

Kuon

Chapter Zero: Waking Up

It had happened on Christmas Eve.

On Christmas Eve, Kuon Hizuri was trying to get back to see his wife on her birthday when the plane had crashed. It had been over a month since then and only 20% of the travelers on that flight had survived. Only 10% of them were awake and living now.

Ten percent.

So many people had died on that flight and Kyoko couldn't think about it any longer. All she could do was look at her comatose husband and kiss his fingers and let her hand run through his blond hair and sweep across his burn trying her best to remember the sound of his voice, his touch, his…

Kyoko's heart beat quickly as she saw Kuon's eyelid flutter a little.

Had she just imagined that?

"Kuon?" she asked. It had been so long since she had spoken to him, talked to him, heard his voice and really heard him, not the way that other people heard him but the way that she knew him. "Kuon," she repeated afraid to get her hopes up since she had had to learn what Maria – who would not talk to anyone – had felt about her mother's death.

Kyoko had said that it wouldn't happen twice for Maria.

She hadn't imagined that Kuon would be affected in such a way.

Kyoko's eyes went towards the heart monitor where the rate was a little stronger than it had been before, she sat up straighter and leaned forwards. She was hoping with all of her heart that Kuon would be able to get better and that he would be able to wake up for her.

As she closed her eyes to stop the tears from running down her cheeks, she felt a weak hand against her cheek and she looked up to see emerald eyes gazing at her. She couldn't speak but a slight squeak came out due to how happy she was to see him awake. She had had to make her defense many times over why she wouldn't pull the plug on him.

Now it just showed how right she was.

"Hey, my sweet Corn" Kyoko smiled before seeing him looking at her strangely as if he didn't know her. She froze and saw him weakly reach for the oxygen mask. She then saw the anger in his eyes as he tried to turn away from her.

What was going on? Why was he acting this way?

She reached out for him but found him to move away from her.

"Corn?" Kyoko asked as her voice broke and tears filled her eyes. "What is it, what's wrong, my prince?"

Kuon struggled with the mask and turned back to look at Kyoko with his eyes blank, "Who the f**k are you?" he asked in English with a Californian accent. Kyoko froze as she stared at him with her eyes widening with every moment.

What on earth was going on here?