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The locket of love
What happens when the person you love does not remember you?
Three years ago...
He was drowning.
One moment he was laughing with abandon while running on the shore freer than ever and the next he had fallen into the water.
The water threatened to overwhelm him as he struggled in vain to stay afloat.
His eyes were wild with panic as his arms flagged helplessly but instead of getting nearer to the shore, he was drifting further and further away. The sensation of drowning was terrifying and he could not breathe. He was choking on water.
Vaguely, he could see a distance dim light way above the sea current.
Tyson wanted so badly to reach towards that light, to escape from the darkness that was consuming him.
But he could not and instead with each passing second he was sinking deeper and deeper with no hope of returning back. And within a few moments, the desperation and fear were all gone.
In its place were calm and serenity at the inevitable.
He had accepted that he was going to die and knew it with such certainty that it scared him. It was amazing how easily he gave up because he never did. He was a fighter and would always fight till the very end. But now, the fight was drained out of him and for the first time in his life, he gave up.
He had fight for practically everything in his life and was never enough.
Suddenly, he felt so old and tired.
It was too easy to end everything.
And closing his eyes, he did.
"Somebody is drowning!"
A shout from the other side of the beach alerted Kai and without thinking twice, he yanked off his shirt and pants before diving straight into the sea.
The sea was cold and chilled him to the bone but he was too focused in his task at finding that person to care. It was too dark to see anything but he persisted and soon he saw a blurred figure sinking a few feet away.
Sighing in relief, he swam forward, each stride determined and fast.
Suddenly, in the mist of the water Tyson felt a pair of warm arms gripping him tight. Shocked, he pushed away and the moment he was free, he fell fast.
But that same pair of arms grabbed him just in time.
He longed to open his eyes to see his mysterious savior but he was so tired that even such a simple task was impossible. He almost drowned and was still in the water but suddenly as crazy as it sounded, he had never felt so safe in his life.
Even in the cold water, he could feel the warmth and strength of his savior, protecting him; supporting him and giving him strength and slowly, his confident and determination came back.
He did not want to die.
He wanted to live but as hard he fought the darkness it was useless.
His strength had its limit and against his will, his consciousness slipped off and he fainted in the embrace of a stranger while trusting him with his life...
Everything happened in a blur and dream-like.
He could hear sound in the background and as much as he wanted to open his eyes and moved, he could not. He felt so breathless as if he was trapped under a heavy object, as if something was crushing him. He twisted around seeking comfort but finding none.
"It's alright..." a smoothing voice melted away all his fears.
Who are you? Tyson wanted to ask but those words died in his throat and then there was no time to think.
He felt a heavy weight pressing down hard on him and something warm covering his mouth that gave him back the strength to breath on his own again. That stranger kissed him.
At that point in time, he was half-awake and half-aware and he was drowning again except that this time it was not in water but in desire and want.
The kiss was long and intense and when it was over he somehow found the strength to open his eyes. His visible was blurred and in the early evening, Tyson saw a vague shape of his savior towering over him
"Thank you..." he whispered in a daze as his last thread of control snapped, as his world was once again spun into complete oblivious...
"Tyson!"
Someone was shaking him awake.
"Hiro?" Tyson murmured as if in a trance as he woke up.
"Are you alright?" he asked in concern.
"What happened?" Tyson asked as his eyes took in the surrounding.
"You almost drowned."
"I did?" Tyson repeated blankly as the events of the past hour caressed through his mind.
"Wait a minute," he was wide awake suddenly.
"You mean everything is real?"
"Huh?" his brother looked at him with confusion.
"Hiro, how did I end up in a hospital?" he asked impatiently.
"Somebody sent you here and then the nurse contacted me."
Tyson heart raced. He must have sent him to the hospital.
"And." He prodded.
"And what?"
"Did you see him? How does he look like?" Tyson exclaimed excitedly.
Hiro shrugged and gave him a strange look.
"When I reached here, he was already gone."
Tyson's shoulder dropped in disappointment.
"You mean that's no way I can contact him?"
"Tyson are you sure you are alright?"
"I'm fine."
"Well you seem to care a lot for this person."
"He saved me and I would have died without him so it's not too much to want to thank him personally right?" he replied defensively.
"I guess not." His brother admitted.
After a moment, Tyson scrambled off the bed.
"Where are you going?" Hiro asked in alarm.
He glanced back at his brother.
"To find him."
"But you need your rest," he protested. Then in a firmer tone, he shouted.
"Tyson you are staying where you are."
But like always, he ignored his brother and walked as fast as he could out of the hospital and toward that beach.
He could smell the saltiness of the beach and heard the splash of waves breaking onto the beach and he relished them as he sat at the same spot he was sitting in the afternoon. It was amazing just how much he had changed in one afternoon. He had a near-death encounter and met someone who literally came out from a dream and saved him.
The sun set and he could see the twilight set in from the horizon. The sky had faded to a violet blue.
He felt a hand on his shoulder.
"He's already gone, let's go home." Hiro said quietly.
Tyson shook his head.
"I really want to see him, Hiro... I..."
"I understand..." his brother comforted him as he drew him into a hug but at that moment something fall out of Tyson's pocket.
Curious, Tyson bent down and picked it up. It was a locket. Under the late evening light, it shone like silver. It did not belong to him and then a big wide grin spread across his face. His savior must have dropped it when Tyson struggled with him. There was hope after all.
He might not know him but he had his locket and at that he drew a silent vow.
Someday, they will meet again...
Someday...