Disclaimer: I do not own La Corda D'oro
ABC's of Her Memories
Nami mumbled his name like she was trying to decode something from a puzzle, but this time, the puzzle is missing some pieces.
Chapter One:
Amnesia
"Will she be okay?"
"I'm so worried, please wake up already."
"Open your eyes, baby."
"Nami-san."
"Amou..."
As if on cue, her eyes gradually opened, confused blue orbs gleamed underneath her thick lashes. She slowly turned her head at the direction of a man, quite the oldest in the room, then a rather younger woman, and continued her wary scrutiny over the other visitors. She closed her eyes, seemingly hurting from the sudden surge of light, and opened it again. "Who are you?" she asked.
There were strangled gasp, a heavy sense of panic and tension risen in the midst of silence. The oldest man stepped forward, and held her cold hand, softly squeezing it.
"Nami, my daughter, don't you know me?"
The disconcerted girl shook her head. A start of fear shrouded her eyes, darkening the once bright blue into oblivion. Warm fresh tears crept above and moist the brim of her eyes. She shook her head in panic and wept.
The doctor came in, just in time to sate their growing question. Mr. Amou stood up and approached the doctor. "What's happening, doctor? Why can't she remember me...us?"
Mr. Hanazawa, the doctor, held his hand upward, asking Mr. Amou to calm down and listen to what he was about to say. When they all hushed up and looked at the doctor, Mr. Hanazawa began."It seems that she has amnesia. Post-traumatic amnesia to be exact. It occurs generally due to head injury. She got it when she knocked her head on the pavement. We all hope it is only transient and nothing serious and permanent. Do not worry, there is a high possibility that it will only fall to temporary. The knock was not that hard." he paused to see their reaction. Noting they weren't panicking, he continued, with calmer and reassuring voice. "We're lucky that the car didn't hit her directly, the force of the wind pushed her at the side causing her to hit the pavement. She has some bruises and cuts on her left arm, but other than that she doesn't have any broken bone. We will conduct more examination to assure her safety. As of now, there's no brain hemorrhage, and that's a good sign."
Mr. Amou and the doctor left the room to talk more about his daughter's condition while Nami's sister and her friend stayed with her, attempting to calm and comfort her.
"Oh! My little sister..." Nami's sister, Umi, said, brushing Nami's hair away from her face. "I'm your older sister, Umi-neechan, and they are your friends."
Nami looked at them. Her eyes bearing endless blankness and uncertainty. She tried to quirk her lips into a small smile to beckon their presence. "H-hello..." her voice so soft and hoarse.
Kahoko, the one near her, hugged her—not too tight that it might hurt her. "Amou, we're so worried about you." she stepped back and smiled. "Ano...I'm Kahoko Hino, your friend."
"H-Hino?"
"Hn. Yes." Kahoko's smile widened.
Nami returned the favor with her sweet genuine smile. She tilted her head at the other visitors, seemingly asking their names.
Without any further ado, one by one, they introduced themselves like as if they just met for the first time. The atmosphere lightened considerably. The dark clouds about lessened and as though the rays of the sun seeped to grace its light, a sign of undying hope.
Nami started engaging in their conversation like she usually does, there maybe times that she mistaken Kazuki as Kaji, but other things were falling to places—not too fast, maybe a little bit slow, but it was moving.
Her laugh turning spirited, her skin, which was fairly pale earlier, was starting to add color with a touch of light pink on her cheeks due to excessive laughing. Her eyes glimmered with alive azure, and her white pearls of teeth appearing in her every smile.
She looked well, minus the bandage wrapped on her head and some mild scratches and bruises.
After some time of lively conversation, it was time for her friends to bid their goodbye and leave. One by one they wished her good luck and whispered a small prayer for her fast recovery. In the midst of their farewells, Nami caught a glimpse of green leaning behind the ajar door. She crunched her nose and squinted her eyes. "Who's that?"
All looked at what she was staring at. Kazuki, the most talkative, smiled and shouted. "Ei, Tsuchiura!"
"Tsuchiura...?" Nami mumbled his name like she was trying to decode something from a puzzle, but this time, the puzzle is missing some pieces.
"Ryo-chi, come here and give me a hug."
Authoress' Note:
So this is an unexpected story, born from our rp-ing in facebook and nourished while I was in the bathroom contemplating. Lol. That sounds weird.
And...nope this is not heavy drama...
Review is very welcome...and obviously, every chapter is one or two letters of the alphabet.
So, why is Ryotaro not joining the fun and decided to stay out—away... is he hiding something. Find out as the authoress doesn't know either what's coming next [told yah this is unexpected]
Chapter 2: Boyfriend?
"No, what I'm trying to say, think of me as your boyfriend."
"Why would I think of you as my boyfriend."
"Just this moment, okay."
"That doesn't sound convincing. You're not my type."
"Yeah, right. Wait till you get your memory back."
"Did you say something?"
"Nothing, I said you're right, why would I court a girl like you—ow. Hey that hurts!"
