Something terrible has happened to Matt Ishida. Causing him to return to the one person he hoped to never see again.
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Chapter Two: Lost
He headed back into the flamed house. Ignoring the sounds of people telling him to stop. He couldn't bear to find the bracelet he had received from Tai, a month before he decided to leave Japan, burned to a black mess. He loved that bracelet with all his heart and soul. Without it he knew that he would be lost. The flames seemed to tower over the only entrance into the house, taunting him to stay away. But nothing was going to stop him even if it meant dying. Matt struggled inside finding it difficult to see anything in front of him. He crawled on his hands and knees hoping he could find the table, which he placed his bracelet on, quicker this way. The thick smoke was making it hard to breathe. It was as if it had wrapped its hands around Matt's throat choking him. Feeling as if he couldn't go any farther his hands came upon the legs of the table. He grabbed the bracelet and started to head back from where he came. He felt his body sway and his head become light from the overexposure to the smoke.
" Help!" he cried out hoping someone would hear him. Hearing no response he felt his arms give out. He knew well with all his heart he was going to die here on the ground of his burning house. Instead of feeling scared he felt happy and at peace. He was going to die in a place he recognized even though he was going to die alone. He waited patiently for darkness to come. But what came next was something he didn't expect. He felt himself being lifted and carried out the burning house, away from the thick smoke and heat. He heard voices come from everywhere. He assumed they were orders being shouted out among the firefighters. He was placed upon the ground where a blanket was placed for him along with another one on top of him.
"Sir why did you run back inside? Is there someone else in there?" A male firefighter questioned shaking Matt slightly.
"No," Matt murmured, "I just wanted to get a precious item in there."
"Item? What item?"
" My bracelet." He sighed as he felt darkness come over him.
(A/N: Yeah I know what your thinking a bracelet! WTF!)
Mimi Tachikawa had thought that the week would never end. She felt her exhausted body slid down onto her once vacant couch. She had always thought being a famous fashion designer was the best thing in the world. But right now she had felt nothing but annoyance. For the past month she had made six trips across the world prompting her clothes to close associates and people who were interested in what she designed. She loved the attention that she was getting but hated the fact that she missing on a good rest.
At times like these she allowed her mind to wonder on the past. She didn't want to admit but she missed her friend's support and help. But since they were all in Japan and she was in United States all that support would have to be done by herself. It wasn't as if she was all alone she did have Matt with her in the U.S. but they lost contact about two years ago. The last she heard of him he had, which was sadly on the television, token a break from his successful rock career to pursue photography. After that he moved out his mansion in California and moved somewhere in the United States. Where he moved she had no idea. Mimi felt a sigh escaped from her lips as she tried to get comfortable on her couch. Legs draping across her armrest she turned on the television to find something that was boring enough to cause her to go to sleep. Lucky the only thing that fit her was the news. Mimi stared in boredom as various stories flashed in front of her eyes. She soon felt heaviness come upon her eyelids. Slowing sliding down but before she could fully fall asleep she heard the one name she thought she would never hear again.
" Former rock star and successful photographer Matt Ishida was part of a horrific fire. Which burned his five-bedroom house to the ground. News on his condition is unknown." Mimi soon found herself no longer tried.
TBC...
