She clucked her tongue against her teeth while walking up in down the small room, pods lined up in a vertical slant side by side. Monitors connected to each one made steady continuous beeps, measuring heart rate and oxygen consumption. Every so often a faint whrrrr would sound as a door to the pod opened and a wshhhh as whoever was inside would be released from the capsule, a flurry of bodies from the medical division then rushing over.
One by one each opened until there was all but one left. Green eyes peered into the glass window, a frown beginning to settle into her pink brows. She tapped her pen on the window impatiently and muttered "He's been asleep for over 100 years, wake up!"
Staccato clicks approached the grumbling woman, "He's the last one?"
Sakura turned her head towards her superior. "Everyone else in here has woken from their hibernation, the last one I believe was called Maito Gai."
"I'm not surprised with this one, based on his file. How are his vitals?"
"Stable for now, but we've never had one take over a week to wake."
A hand weaved through gold hair, an audible breath escaping through her nose. Her hand stopped at her pigtail and then crossed her arms across her chest.
"We don't make landing until a few weeks from now. Give him a couple more days; maybe he'll rouse then. Otherwise…"
"I'll put him through the hatch." Sakura finished quietly.
"If we have to use other measures so be it. He's here for a reason Sakura, like you and I. We are the last of our kind, thankfully we had been sheltered from Earth's final moments because of our hibernation."
Sakura eyed the man who continued to sleep. 48 hours… A small part of her began to grow anxious, please wake up, please.
"Let me know if anything changes." As the blonde walked away, heels clicking faintly behind.
36 Hours Later
The faint whrrrr jostled Sakura from her thoughts. Her eyes tore away from the window. Despite having woken 6 months ago and seen the darkness daily since then it never ceased to amaze her, taking her breath away each time seeing the number of stars that surrounded the ship.
Scrambling to rise from her chair, her feet brought her over with a quick jog. The door to the egg shaped chamber had opened, Sakura exhaled in relief not realizing she had been holding her breath. The metal arms that held the limbs in place had yet to release but the man blearily began to open his eyes.
Mismatched eyes blinked once, then twice adjusting to the lights. The scar bisecting the right was a faintly tinged with red while the other a dark charcoal. Green eyes met contrasting ones, her mouth slightly open in an "o". There was a small lapse of silence until Sakura realized she was staring.
She could hear the wshhhh as she whispered, "Hello."
His voice, unused for 120 years, hoarsely replied, "Yo."
I may want to continue this as a stand-alone however I'm awful at completing stories. Perhaps I'll make this a two-shot. Thoughts?
