The Day Before Her Birthday
A/n: Heya! ^_^ This is my very first fic, so I hope you all will enjoy it.
By the way, this one is especially for Melissa AKA NovemberRain19. Read her
stuff! Wonderful work. Ok, now to the fic.
It was November 18th, the day before Sora Takenouchi's 18th birthday. Sora
was supposed to meet Yamato Ishida at the park late tonight and then party
well into the morning. He said he wanted to meet her at the park because he
had something to ask her. What it was, Sora had no idea.
She and Matt had been going steady for 3 years now. They were deeply in
love. "I will never leave you, I love you, Sora," he had told her once. They
had taken trips together every summer to the beach and such, spending as
much time as possible together. Matt has stayed devoted to her even as he
became a rock star and extremely popular at school.
It had taken Sora well over an hour to get ready, but she always looked her
best for Yamato. It was 10:00 PM when Sora left her house and hopped into
her car. She looked into the mirror; she looked perfect.
As she drove to the park in the darkness of the night, so was a drunk
driver. He rode up alongside her in the lane just next to her. He veered
into her lane, causing Sora to hit the curb. Unfortunately, she was going
too fast. The car turned on its side and flipped over four times.
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Yamato Ishida anxiously awaited for Sora to arrive. He started to wonder if
she was ok; it was already 10:45. He sighed and sat down on a bench. 'Where
is she?' He thought to himself.
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The car had landed upside down. Sora awoke, dangling by her seat belt. She
looked down at herself and saw nothing but a mass of mangled limbs.
"Oh,God!" she sobbed. She struggled desperately to free herself as blood
dripped down the side of her head onto her shoulder. Finally, she was free.
She managed to climb out of the car and crawl to safety. She heard sirens in
the distance which meant an ambulance was on its way. She rubbed the back of
her head, only it wasn't her hair....or even her skin for that matter. She
brought her hand down and looked at it. It was completely covered in blood.
Her scalp was dangling by a tiny piece of skin from her head.
Just then, the ambulance had arrived. A few paramedics rushed over to her
and gasped at what they saw. One of them scooped her up and loaded her into
the ambulance. "Am I going to die? What about my head?" Sora asked through
sobs. The man that was holding her scalp to her head looked at her. "I don't
know," he answered gravely. Then she fell unconscious.
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It was 11:30 and still Yamato hadn't heard from Sora. Just then his cell
phone rang. Matt rummaged through his jacket until he found it. "Hello?" he
answered. "Yes, is this Yamato Ishida?" asked an unfamiliar voice. "Yes,
this is he," Matt said.
"Do you know a Sora Takenouchi?"
Matt's eyes widdened. "What happened to Sora?!"
"She's been hospitalized. Fatal accident but she should-"
Matt hung up before he could finish. He hopped onto his motorcycle and sped
into the night to Odaiba Hospital.
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Sora woke up to see some doctors and a few nurses looking down at her. Her
arm and leg had been broken, and judging from the aweful pain in her sides,
she had broken ribs. "Miss Takenouchi," one of the doctors started. "We were
unable to reach your mother, so we contacted Yamato Ishida. Now, as far as
your condition goes I-" "Bring me a mirror," Sora cut him off. The doctor
hesitated, but one of the nurses brought her a mirror. Sora stared in
disbelief. Her head was completely covered in bandages. And her face. What
once had been so beautiful and smooth was covered in bruises and deep cuts.
Cuts that would leave scars. "My head...what happened to it?" she asked one
of the doctors. The doctor cleared his throat. "When you arrived at the
hospital... your scalp was literally hanging by a thread. We tried our best
to fix it....I'm sorry, there was no way we could reattatch it.." Sora
screamed. She hung her head in her hands and sobbed. "Yamato will hate me.."
The doctors and nurses left the room.
A few minutes later, Matt ran into her hospital room. He looked at her, she
looked at him. "Oh, Sora..." he dropped to his knees next to her bed. He
very gently ran his fingertips over her face and gave her and kissed her on
the lips. She motioned for him to come closer and he sat down on her bed. He
slipped his arms around her and she buried her face into his shirt. He
rocked her back and forth, trying to calm her a bit. They both cried for
hours until Sora finally spoke up. "Yamato," she said in a weak voice.
"Please don't leave me.."
"Why would I?" he asked, puzzled.
"Because look at me! I'm ugly! My hair is gone, my face is destroyed, I can
hardly move!"
"No," Matt said as he looked right at her. "You are beautiful. So beautiful.
You are my angel. I love you, Sora," he whispered. Matt pulled back the
covers and slip into the hospital bed next to her. She snuggled up next to
him as he held her close and whispered sweet things into her ear.
He looked at the clock which read 1:20 AM and then looked back to Sora.
"Sora, now that you're 18, I have something to ask you." Sora just stared at
her. What was he going to ask? "Sora Takenouchi, will you marry me?" he
asked as he help up a very expensive ring. "Why? Why would you want to marry
me?" Sora asked as tears streamed down her face. "Because..." Matt said as
he too was crying. "I love you, I need you. Without you I am nothing at
all." "Yes!" she answered as she pulled him close to her. "Then I will
marry you, my love."
And so, Yamato Ishida and Sora Takenouchi cried with each other for quite
some time.
T
H
END
A/N: Ok, this wasn't the best, but I just made it up. Please review!
A/n: Heya! ^_^ This is my very first fic, so I hope you all will enjoy it.
By the way, this one is especially for Melissa AKA NovemberRain19. Read her
stuff! Wonderful work. Ok, now to the fic.
It was November 18th, the day before Sora Takenouchi's 18th birthday. Sora
was supposed to meet Yamato Ishida at the park late tonight and then party
well into the morning. He said he wanted to meet her at the park because he
had something to ask her. What it was, Sora had no idea.
She and Matt had been going steady for 3 years now. They were deeply in
love. "I will never leave you, I love you, Sora," he had told her once. They
had taken trips together every summer to the beach and such, spending as
much time as possible together. Matt has stayed devoted to her even as he
became a rock star and extremely popular at school.
It had taken Sora well over an hour to get ready, but she always looked her
best for Yamato. It was 10:00 PM when Sora left her house and hopped into
her car. She looked into the mirror; she looked perfect.
As she drove to the park in the darkness of the night, so was a drunk
driver. He rode up alongside her in the lane just next to her. He veered
into her lane, causing Sora to hit the curb. Unfortunately, she was going
too fast. The car turned on its side and flipped over four times.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yamato Ishida anxiously awaited for Sora to arrive. He started to wonder if
she was ok; it was already 10:45. He sighed and sat down on a bench. 'Where
is she?' He thought to himself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The car had landed upside down. Sora awoke, dangling by her seat belt. She
looked down at herself and saw nothing but a mass of mangled limbs.
"Oh,God!" she sobbed. She struggled desperately to free herself as blood
dripped down the side of her head onto her shoulder. Finally, she was free.
She managed to climb out of the car and crawl to safety. She heard sirens in
the distance which meant an ambulance was on its way. She rubbed the back of
her head, only it wasn't her hair....or even her skin for that matter. She
brought her hand down and looked at it. It was completely covered in blood.
Her scalp was dangling by a tiny piece of skin from her head.
Just then, the ambulance had arrived. A few paramedics rushed over to her
and gasped at what they saw. One of them scooped her up and loaded her into
the ambulance. "Am I going to die? What about my head?" Sora asked through
sobs. The man that was holding her scalp to her head looked at her. "I don't
know," he answered gravely. Then she fell unconscious.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was 11:30 and still Yamato hadn't heard from Sora. Just then his cell
phone rang. Matt rummaged through his jacket until he found it. "Hello?" he
answered. "Yes, is this Yamato Ishida?" asked an unfamiliar voice. "Yes,
this is he," Matt said.
"Do you know a Sora Takenouchi?"
Matt's eyes widdened. "What happened to Sora?!"
"She's been hospitalized. Fatal accident but she should-"
Matt hung up before he could finish. He hopped onto his motorcycle and sped
into the night to Odaiba Hospital.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sora woke up to see some doctors and a few nurses looking down at her. Her
arm and leg had been broken, and judging from the aweful pain in her sides,
she had broken ribs. "Miss Takenouchi," one of the doctors started. "We were
unable to reach your mother, so we contacted Yamato Ishida. Now, as far as
your condition goes I-" "Bring me a mirror," Sora cut him off. The doctor
hesitated, but one of the nurses brought her a mirror. Sora stared in
disbelief. Her head was completely covered in bandages. And her face. What
once had been so beautiful and smooth was covered in bruises and deep cuts.
Cuts that would leave scars. "My head...what happened to it?" she asked one
of the doctors. The doctor cleared his throat. "When you arrived at the
hospital... your scalp was literally hanging by a thread. We tried our best
to fix it....I'm sorry, there was no way we could reattatch it.." Sora
screamed. She hung her head in her hands and sobbed. "Yamato will hate me.."
The doctors and nurses left the room.
A few minutes later, Matt ran into her hospital room. He looked at her, she
looked at him. "Oh, Sora..." he dropped to his knees next to her bed. He
very gently ran his fingertips over her face and gave her and kissed her on
the lips. She motioned for him to come closer and he sat down on her bed. He
slipped his arms around her and she buried her face into his shirt. He
rocked her back and forth, trying to calm her a bit. They both cried for
hours until Sora finally spoke up. "Yamato," she said in a weak voice.
"Please don't leave me.."
"Why would I?" he asked, puzzled.
"Because look at me! I'm ugly! My hair is gone, my face is destroyed, I can
hardly move!"
"No," Matt said as he looked right at her. "You are beautiful. So beautiful.
You are my angel. I love you, Sora," he whispered. Matt pulled back the
covers and slip into the hospital bed next to her. She snuggled up next to
him as he held her close and whispered sweet things into her ear.
He looked at the clock which read 1:20 AM and then looked back to Sora.
"Sora, now that you're 18, I have something to ask you." Sora just stared at
her. What was he going to ask? "Sora Takenouchi, will you marry me?" he
asked as he help up a very expensive ring. "Why? Why would you want to marry
me?" Sora asked as tears streamed down her face. "Because..." Matt said as
he too was crying. "I love you, I need you. Without you I am nothing at
all." "Yes!" she answered as she pulled him close to her. "Then I will
marry you, my love."
And so, Yamato Ishida and Sora Takenouchi cried with each other for quite
some time.
T
H
END
A/N: Ok, this wasn't the best, but I just made it up. Please review!