A/N: This is sooooo different from what I usually write Dx Anyway I'm going to try my best and I hope you enjoy! Reviews are welcomed :D
Tight clothing. Agreed, it wasn't the best way to conceal a condition such as mine, no matter how early it was to tell properly. The evidence was still prominent.
I walked down the road silently trying to avoid the looks the adults were giving me. I wasn't particularly ashamed, but those looks. They were like shards of ice piercing through my soul. Younger kids smiled at me as they passed but their mothers quickly reined them in, grabbing there hands and making them walk as far away from me as possible. The pensioners gave me stares, they stared right though me - especially my stomach. I raised a hand to it protectively rubbing across the small bump that had formed.
"Hello!" grinned a small girl of about 5 years old. She had long pigtails that came down to her waist with a few brown strands hanging loose from a hard days playing.
"Hello." I smiled back politely. The mother of the child turned around to smile at me but stopped dead in her tracks as soon as her eyes scanned me. She quickly took her child's hand and began walking hurriedly down the pavement in a fluster. The young girl tried to turn and wave but the mother was too quick, pulling her back round to face the road. I sighed slightly as they departed and began to walk slower, kicking the dead leaves that littered the ground. I was about to turn the corner something caught my eye. A small pathway that seemed to lead deep into a forest was barely visible in the foliage. Quickly I crossed the road and stared at the passage for a good few minutes trying to decide whether it was safe to use. After a long decision I deduced that the passage was indeed safe to pass through and I set about trying to get through. I bent down onto my hands and knees and crawled uncomfortably through the undergrowth until I was fully submerged in the long grass on the opposite side.
My little adventure had taken up much of my energy, so much so I had to use a tree to haul myself up a standing position. I breathed deeply for a moment to catch my breath leaning against the same tree before deciding to carry on my journey. I was now unable to pick up my feet properly from the amount of exhaustion I was enduring. I traipsed on through the woodland and peered into the distance to see whether I could spot some up-coming shelter. I saw none. However there was something looming up on the horizon, or more accurately someone. I tall figure had appeared at the top of a nearby hill and was now looking down at me with great intensity. To his side then appeared a slightly smaller figure, this figure was a little thinner too. They began to approach me and suddenly a sickening feeling over took my whole body.
I bent forward and began to wretch manically, clutching my stomach anxiously. I was breathing heavily and my legs were quickly too weak to hold my weight forcing me down onto my knees, I fell onto my side and curled up into a tight ball. I stayed there for what seemed like hours; curled up, eyes scrunched shut.
"Is she still conscious?" came a distant voice.
"I think so... Miss? Can you hear me?" came a second. I nodded weakly to show I was still with them.
"She's there." Sighed the same voice with relief. As the feeling died down slightly I slowly began to open my eyes. I blinked in the light and looked blearily around my surroundings. A young boy of about the same age as me was knelt down by my head looking at me with worry in his eyes. He had a purple, grey hair and purple eyes maybe a shade lighter than my own. He smiled slightly as he realised I could see him and made a slight move to come closer. Behind him stood an older man in his late twenties, he wore a grey kimono and sported long black hair with an interesting fringe.
"Should I call Hatori?" questioned the older man anxiously. The younger boy merely nodded at him before adding.
"Tell him to bring something to carry her with." He spoke so calmly that I began to relax, that was until the feeling came back. I started to wretch again and I could see the tree canopy above spinning out of control. Before I knew it my eyes had rolled into the back of my head and blackness filled my brain.
Someone was shuffling quietly around me. And another was spinning around on a chair and it sounded like he was having the time of his life. I only knew this because the chair was squeaking crazily beside me as he
"Shigure, stop that." grumbled a deep voice however the squeaking did not stop. "Shigure!" He said menacingly and the squeaking stopped immediately.
"Sorry Hari," a voice whined like a child who's just been put in his place. "Your so mean! You know that? Do you treat everyone like this? I bet you do! I bet your patients are frightened of you! I am! You hurt when you treat me Hatori!"
"I make it hurt Shigure, you talk to much if I don't." the deep voice replied. "And you talking is anno-" he cut off in the middle of his sentence.
"What? What? What?" called out the other voice and I heard him scramble off his chair quickly.
"She's... pregnant." He said shocked.
"Well I could have told you that." I spoke quietly, opening my eyes slowly to reveal the room around me. It was bright, white and clean so undoubtedly a doctor's practise. There was a desk chair, facing the wrong way and abandoned in the middle of the room with towering book shelves lining the back wall. A peered at therm closely, they all had complicated names many of them Latin. I was laid on top of some pristine bed sheets but they did not hold the general hospital smell, infact now I came to think of it this did not resemble a normal hospital. Where on Earth am I?
The young doctor, who I took to be Hatori, looked over at me before coming over. He bustled around, scanning me with his eyes and writing notes on his clipboard before placing it on his desk.
"How are you feeling?" He asked calmly as I sat up on the bed.
"Better thank you," I replied nodding at him. I clapped a hand to my mouth as my body jerked forward.
"Shigure! Bucket!" Cried Hatori loudly. The man in the grey kimono leaped across the room, bouncing on the sofa as he grabbed a large grey bucket and rushing to Hatori's side. The doctor thrust it under my nose and I gave one final heave and threw up into the bucket. I fell back onto the bed curled up in a ball, exhausted.
"Morning sickness." I grumbled uncomfortably. Hatori nodded silently by my side replacing the full bucket with another empty one by my bed. I flopped down on the bed too tired to even want to talk or move that was until I started to feel sick again. I bolted straight up in the bed reaching down for the bucket before wretching again. Once more I threw up into the bucket my hair dangling precariously close to my mouth. I placed the bucket back down beside the bed and closed to my eyes.
A/N: You like? Feel free to read and review! I don't bite xD