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Tomoko was crying, actually crying - the cry that reached the heart and soul and stabbed deep with a rusty katana blade. Turning, slicing and ramming it deeper. Today had been bad, no worse - damned be it was torment to be alive anymore.

First was school - a forgotten notebook, and the teacher gave her no quarter at that; seemed he woke-up badly as well. That doesn't mean I'm bad!

Second - forgotten lunch, as usual it made her weaker and it hurt more than usual. I'm not sick!

Thirdly - gym, she hadn't passed out by then and was forced to run tracks for an important grade, which she failed miserably. I was weak! Couldn't you idiots see!

Finally - home, she had left the sink running when she had been late, which had flooded the bathroom - her mother mad as ever. Needless to say, that broke her finally, she had screamed at her mother and ran away crying. I didn't want live, I said.

Yuu-chan hadn't answered her calls, fifty of them, so there was no point anymore - the world hated her, there was no other choice. Just an average friend, life and a guy or girl to talk to - was that so much to ask? Guess so...

Her legs took her to the bridge overlooking the beautiful stream that flowed through it. Beautiful, what I aint.

She looked at the water, it would solve her problems and dispose of her ugly body. No cleaning or troubles for them anymore. Just one wish, was it so much to ask?

...and she started to tear-up again, she was pathetic, atleast she had the guts for this or she thought. Taking a few steps back, better to run than walk, she was good at running away; from life and everything.

Unfortunately, fate and several cars on the road had a different opinion on that, her standing in the middle of one - the first car barely missing her, the second driving over the walkway to avoid hitting her. A third about to hit het. Nononono! I change my mind! I want to live!

Tomoko tumbled back to avoid the car, yet that included going over the railing and feeling gravity work as she fell into the river below. The pressure and pain came immediately. No, please, no!

Tomoko tried to get back to surface, yet she was weak, malnourished and unknown to swimming, due to missing so many periods of P.E. The air left her lungs, filled by painful, clear liquid and she start to sink, vision turning black and unconsciousness following. She would cry, if she could underwater, life seemed so much happier now - the last moments of seeing your life: a happy childhood, school-moments and family-moments - nothing bad or embarrassing; just peaceful, it broke her heart more than the pressure couldn't. Please...no...

Above, one sibling was running towards her. Tomoki couldn't believe what had happened, her sister had really attempted to kill herself - she was a pain, annoying, sometimes even crazy but never this down. She had left the house, screaming death - he had even wished her good luck on that. Yet their mother still wanted him to fetch her, since Tomoko had seemed distraught - was she ever anything else?

But now. Now! He wouldn't forgive himself, if the last words to her sister would be those words - an indifferent guy, who'd sent her own blood-sibling to death. He wouldn't even look at himself anymore - an ego-kid, who didn't care shit for her vunerable sister. But his heart was sinking deeper into despair, he wouldn't make it.

"Tomoko!"

He tried, even he couldn't run that fast - but hope arose. Someone jumped into the water, after her. Maybe, maybe she would make it. No, she WILL make it.

A couple of seconds passed in terror, as Tomoki ran closer to the bridge but still saw neither of them. Yet they soon emerged, the savior dragging the unconscious Tomoko through the water and onto shore - she wasn't moving and judging what her rescuer started to do, she wasn't breathing either.

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For Alex, things today could've been better - he just had arrived in Japan, his father deciding to move a fifth time to a new country. Such was the curse of his life - mother had passed on and he had to follow his father; he wasn't bad in general, Alex had money more than he needed but he was alone always, father was away at work.

Japan, of all places - this time promised they would stay here, he hoped. More ironic was the factor that he had knowledge of the language - being alone, zero chance of making friends when you could move away without warning to a new place in less than a year, causes a guy to drown his sorrows in weird stuff: namely japanese stuff. It was readable, watchable, enjoyable and relatable - so he had gotten hooked on the anime and magna stuff, or atleast the language so he could understand the stuff better.

Ironic that now he had much use for it now, seeing the sights and places - before he needed to start school, the fifth school he had to attend, hoping this would be for longer.

Then he saw it - a crying girl, on the road avoiding cars, then tumbling over into the river. He just acted, purely on instinct and nature - jumping in after the young maiden and dragging her ashore. She wasn't breathing, so he started to do CPR - what a fucked up way to end the night.

"Tomoko!" he heard that, a young guy running towards him, he seemed shocked at the sight. He seemed to know her, but Alex couldn't let up.

"Ambulance!" Alex yelled, trying not to mess up the words, he was a slow-talker of the language.

Tomoki was shocked when he heard those words - she could die. He acted, pulling out his phone and yelling their problem and location - seven minutes.

"Tomoko! Don't you dare die!" he yelled, failing at hiding his misery at the prospect of losing her only sister in this world. Time seemed slower, as the unknown savior still kept up the CPR and him just watching in shock, clutching his phone. Unable to move or act. 'What's wrong with me?'

It took so long, for Tomoki it felt like hours, yet on the fifth try when she was given oxygen again did she react. Eyes open and a gasp, followed by thick coughing as the water left her lungs - and she breathed in sweet air.

"..To..mo..ki?" she tried to say, still feeling dizzy - she saw two figures. Her brother and another, who didn't look local.

"Easy miss. Ambulance coming," replied the other, holding Tomoko on her side to remove any leftover water.

The ambulance arriving moments later, as she was picked and placed onto a stretcher, oxygen mask included. Then pulled into the ambulance.

Tomoki was coming after her, but he was shaking hands with the stranger, who had a towel wrapped around him - Tomoko saw just by his face that he wasn't with certainty that he wasn't from around or even from the country, he looked foreign and spoke with an accent.

"Thank...thank you! You saved my sister!" spoke Tomoki, shaking hands with the guy who looked as old as Tomoko yet seemed to be a tourist. He didn't even care if he was from the sewers, he saved his sister.

"It was nothing. Take care," he replied, ready to go his own way.

"Y-your wet-"

"-no worry. Live close. Gogo, sister needs you!" he replied, letting Tomoki into the ambulance.

"Who are you?!" yelled Tomoki, wanting to thank him somehow, someway, someday later.

"Alex. Alex Ikovich," replied the guy, as the ambulance left and the guy named Alex was left wet on the sideway.

'Alex...alex...alex...' repeated Tomoko, the name echoing in her head, before her vision turned black.

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Waking up wasn't pleased, she felt pain and a dull ache around her body. White and white everywhere, the scent of dis-infected in the air and stuff beeping around her - Tomoko looked around and saw she was in the hospital.

'Drowning. Of course,' she sighed. How close was she to death, she regretted it now. Would she be in trouble once her family found out.

"Mokocchi!" came a voice and a pressure on her hand - Yuu-chan was sitting on chair next to her and holding her right hand tightly. Looking like she had been crying for awhile. "Your awake!"

"What? Uh! How long was I out?" she asked, feeling sick inside, not wanting to look at her friend.

"Oh - about a day," replied her best-friend in a teary-state, shocking Tomoko. "You had left fifty calls on my phone back then. Sorry, I had forgotten my phone at home, Mokocchi. You almost died and I could've lost my BFF without a chance to say goodbye!"

Yuu-chan was all but ready to cry, when Tomoko noticed the 'get-well stuff' on her cupboard.

"What?" asked Tomoko, barely able to point at the stuff.

"Oh! It's from your school, so many people came. Wished you get better," explained Yuu-chan. "Your mother was so devastated, she thought you got injuried or worse...d-ied..."

Tomoko couldn't even wrap her head around the stuff that had happened. I'm not air, I exist. I exist!

It was a great thing to hear, yet that turned her to tears at what she was about the loose. Pulling Yuu-chan closer, first time in like ever, she just wanted something warm to hold - crying into Yuu-chan blouse and wouldn't let go.

"I saw my life Yuu-chan and I didn't want to die!"

Soon the hospital-room was filled with the sound of two crying girls, which would last for a good half hour.

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