To Live Life Fully
Chapter 1: Not Dead So Soon
Disclaimer: Angel Beats!'s characters, setting, and plot do not belong to me. Even Mazui's subs, to which I have his subs extracted to form this FF.
"Kanade!"
Otonashi's eyes bolted open, multiple streams of light piercing the darkness like the presence of an angel toward sin. "Look!" Otonashi heard, "they're in there! Hurry, before any of them pass!"
"Igarashi..." Otonashi said softly, almost without strength. "What happened... when I was gone?"
"We're saved! They've found us!" Igarashi stood up and waved his hand. "Medic! Our medic needs a medic!"
"Igarashi, that's... a stupid thing... to say," Otonashi said, smiling weakly.
"Hey, you're the one who screamed 'Kanade' to wake up. Who is she, someone you like?"
"I actually... don't know..." Two paramedics came with a stretcher mounted with a oxygen breather and water bottle.
"Speak less for now," one of them said. "Open your mouth." Otonashi did, a stream of cool spring water entering into his throat. He coughed as he drank too fast. He took another stream as the paramedics lifted him into the stretcher. "Were there any other survivors?" a paramedic asked Igarashi.
"Out of the total of sixteen survivors found on the first day, one died... Otonashi tried to save him, but the man left us."
The paramedic stooped down to pick up Otonashi's fallen card. "Otonashi Yuzuru?"
"Yes, sir..." Otonashi said weakly.
"Sir," a paramedic said, "he's suffering from internal bleeding to his lungs and liver. It's possible that the blood may have scabbed over, and if he strains more, we may get some open scabs."
"Bring him to an ambulance. Get him to an ER immediately!"
A paramedic came and said, "Otonashi, excuse me. But this is for the better." The paramedic took a needle syringe and stuck it into Otonashi's neck. The medicine caused Otonashi to become drowsy. "Sir, the tranquilizer has been administered." He then put the oxygen mask over Otonashi's mouth and nose.
"Don't just stand there, you're gonna lose a life! Get him to the hospital!"
The sound of squeaking wheels dominated Otonashi's ears. Before he went to sleep, he stared at the top of the wall, where the source of sunlight came through. He thought he saw a short figure, hair streaming with the wind, blades sprouting from her forearms, and large wings sprouting from her back...
Otonashi caught a glimpse of himself on a table staring directly at a large light. "Someone check his card!" One of them said. "His heart's too small for him. Is he a donor?"
"Affirmative! He had listed all his organs for donation!"
"We need a heart transplant! Size four, stat! And his heart is confirmed for donor-ship!"
Otonashi blanked out again. He could only feel his eyes dart back and forth, then felt his vision blur as his eyelids closed. "Kanade..." he whispered.
Otonashi jolted upwards, finding himself in a patient's gown. It was dark in the hospital room, the only sources if light coming from a glow-in-the-dark clock and a street light from outside. The clock read 3:19 am.
"Get that heart we had extracted, and get that surgery performed right now!" Otonashi heard loudly, from somewhere above him. "We've already made one successful heart transplant, let's get this one done too!"
"Yes, sir!" more voices shouted.
Otonashi looked to his left, where lay his card and his phone. He took his phone, flipping it open. The main screen didn't pop up. It's dead, Otonashi thought. He flipped the phone shut, then located his patient's tag. The summary wrote: internal organ cleaning; heart transplant; bodily nourishment, all of them listed as successful. The boy smiled to himself. Then he frowned as he let his head fall back onto the pillow. His mind's eye focused on the figure he saw in the subway. The name "Angel" sounded familiar, as if someone had sung the name to him once. Otonashi stared up at the ceiling as he thought, A few seconds...? Too short... but why do I remember seeing a school... and this pain in my chest... it isn't pain from the heart transplant for all I know...
And Kanade... the name... it means to sing a melody... but why do I keep saying the name? I personally don't even know where it originated... Otonashi allowed himself to succumb back to sleep...
Otonashi woke up, jolting upright in bed, breathing heavily. That girl, the one that the magenta-haired girl called 'Tenshi', had stabbed him in the chest. He checked his chest, but no wound or scar marked his body. Then he felt something dreadful. He looked to his right, and there was the proof.
His white collared shirt was bloodstained.
Otonashi picked up the shirt in fear, then dropped it on the ground. "I have to disappear!" he told himself as he put on the black school uniform jacket on. As he got his dress shoes on, a person with purple hair carrying a poleaxe or a halberd stepped inside, and said in a menacing voice, "So you wanna die?" The person said, "One hundred hit strike!" and lifted the weapon and brought it down across Otonashi's chest, then swinging him around in a web at the speed of light...
Otonashi woke up, in the hospital room. A dream, he told himself. The clock read 8:27 am. But what was that-the guy holding a halberd. He looked familiar, like he had met the person before.
But he certainly can't be Kanade, right? It's not possible that I would vividly remember the name of a person who would cut me up... and was that dream... was that why my chest hurts?
The door opened, a man in a white suit and a green tie stepping in. "Good morning, Mr. Otonashi," the man said. "I'm Dr. Hamichi. Pleased to meet you."
"Oh, thanks... Dr. Hamichi... where am I?"
Right now, you're in the Haramishi Hospital situated in Tokyo, room three of floor two in building A. It's basically named Room 23A, for simplicity."
"Oh... thank you."
"How are you feeling?" Dr. Hamichi shifted a clipboard in his hands.
"I feel some kind of pain in my chest, but it's not related to the heart transplant that I received, right?"
"Well, it's true that you had a heart transplant for replacing the one you originally had, but there isn't supposed to be any pain associated with it. Perhaps you don't have any loved ones that died in the past?"
"My little sister died a year before the train accident, but I was going to a medical college to study medicine and doctor work."
"I see, I see..." The doctor scribbled something on the clipboard. "Did you dream anything disturbing?"
Otonashi breathed deeply, shaking at the question. He blinked, feeling a trail of sweat travel down the side of his head. "I... I..." he stammered.
"Suffers... from... dream... trauma..." Dr. Hamichi said as he scribbled it on the clipboard. "Get some sleep, Mr. Otonashi. I believe you'll need it, and you'll be better when you wake up. You're heart's okay, don't worry about it."
"Thank you..." Otonashi still shuddered as he closed his eyes.
"Just one question," a short student with glasses said, "what do I write in the name box?"
Everyone around the magenta-haired girl stood silent. Then the teal-haired person pushed up his glasses and said, "Tenshi."
"No, you idiot!" a student with blue hair said. "Student Council President sounds way better!"
"Well, yeah," said another orange-haired boy, but whose hair was a lighter tint than Otonashi's, "since she's supposed to be stupid enough to answer 'dolphin trainer' as a test answer!"
"Wait!" Otonashi said, "even to have the name incorrectly written is too suspicious! I'm surprised, you guys are saying you don't know her name?"
"There wasn't any opportunity to," the magenta-haired girl simply said.
"How's that even possible?"
"Don't worry, just go to the faculty lounge and look at the Student Council roster, it'll be found there."
"Seriously..." Otonashi walked away from the desk and stalked to the door, until he felt a tug on his school uniform. There was the silver-haired Tenshi, her yellow orbs looking directly at him.
"Where are you going?" she asked. "The test is about to start."
"Uhh, I just got nervous," Otonashi said. Crap, what do I do? Not only that her test is going to be turned in as 'Student Council President', but she's going to answer questions like 'When a 3.0 volt current is moving through a resistor of 20 omega, what amount of current is flowing through?' with 'I want to be a train conductor' amps! Otonashi clutched his head in frustration.
"Is it that nervous?" she asked.
"Uhh, no... not that bad."
"Don't worry, you'll do fine... and you're..."
"Oh, uhh, Otonashi."
"It's Otonashi?"
What timing... Otonashi thought. I'll know her name here instead of scouring through the roster! Hah, take that, Yuri, for not knowing her name! "Uhh, I don't know your name either."
"Me?" the girl asked. "I'm..."
Otonashi returned to himself once again. He looked at the clock, 6:38 pm. Otonashi sighed. I slept for a while... but what was that? Is it me, or did I just know the answer would be something like 48 amps or something? Then something disturbed Otonashi further. The figures in his dreams, their voices were extremely familiar, especially the one belonging to the Student Council President, the one they called 'Tenshi'.
But who were 'they' and who was 'Tenshi'?
What's wrong with me...?
Thanks for reading. As this is a first Angel Beats! Fanfiction, please don't flame when reviewing. Read and Review!
-1caiser
