Wil probably be only about 9 or 10 chapters.
Enjoy.
~Ai qing you ming jie, Jie lan jie zi bei
Jie men jie ai xian jie, Fu qian~
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She took one look around and panicked. Everything was so white, and there were odd machines everywhere making weird noises. She was trapped within a glass bubble, surrounded by people all staring at her. There was too much going on, too much for her to see. Everything came rushing in all at once and made her head burn even more.
Rika took notice, "Kiyo, cover the chamber."
"Are you sure about that?"
"I'm sure; let me take Matsumoto out first."
"But I want to be here for this." He whined as she picked him up.
"You need medical attention, now." She opened the door and handed him over to the others. She closed it behind her and waited before saying anything.
The glass chamber suddenly became a dim grey for her eyes to adjust to. The pain in her eyes left and she felt a somewhat better. Tears were still streaming down her cheeks, but she didn't know why. She touched the water on her face and looked at it curiously.
"Those are your tears."
"Tears?"
"Have you forgotten what they are?"
She couldn't remember, she couldn't remember anything at all. It was like she had never been born, there was nothing in her head. No memories, no recollection of anything. All she could see in her mind was a red flash and a pair of red eyes.
Rika grabbed a laptop and opened it up, trying to find any information on her. Once again, everything came up as classified. She couldn't even get her name.
"My throat feels dry."
She grabbed a glass of water and handed it to her, "Do you know how to drink a cup of water?"
"Do I look stupid to you?" She drank the entire thing and threw the cup aside, smashing it against the wall, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say it like that; it just came out."
"It's not your fault, I understand."
"Where am I?"
"You're in a safe facility, a laboratory and medical center."
"Who am I?"
Rika scrolled from page to page on the laptop, but got nothing, "I don't know."
"Then why am I here?"
"I-I'm not allowed to tell you."
"Why not?" Sakura's heart started to race again and the machine connected to her went wild. She tried to move her legs and run, but she feel over, "Let me out!"
"Please stop moving!" Rika held onto her as she struggled in her arms, "You just woke up after three years!"
She stopped and fell limp into her arms, "Three years?"
"Yes, I'm so sorry."
"W-what happened to me?"
Rika helped her back onto the bed, "When you came to us…you were dead and we brought you back to life."
"I was dead…"
Rika quickly grabbed a bucket and held the girl's hair back as she threw up. Blood and synthetic food came out. It was a horrible sound, listening to her vomit. A wave of emotion rushed through Rika; she never felt so much guilt in her life or such pity for another human being.
"Rika, there's someone here you have to talk to."
"Not now Kiyo."
"It's the boss."
She sighed, "I'll be there in a minute," She gave the girl another glass of water, "I have to go, but I'll be back in a minute, I promise."
"Don't leave me here!"
Rika couldn't take it anymore; she calmed the girl down before rushing out of the room. Tears fell from her eyes and she couldn't stop them. Matsumoto, with a fully bandaged arm, appeared before her. He lifted her up with his good arm and helped bring her upstairs to the monitor room. A big screen with a black figure waited for them.
"I see she has awakened."
"Who called you?" Rika asked, wiping away her tears.
"There is a sensory alarm installed within these computers that alert me when things like these happen. How is she?"
"Other than the side effects; normal as can be."
"Good, we want her in the best condition as possible."
Rika grew suspicious, "What do you plan on using her for?"
"That is none of your concern. Just do your job; I want her training completed in the next seventy two hours. I will send two of my men to pick her up after that."
"I don't know what training you're talking about."
Suddenly the screen flooded with pages popping up out of nowhere, covering the boss's face. A profile opened up, it was a picture of the girl and her background information included.
"You know what to do doctor." And with that being said; he left.
"Haruno Sakura, a former gold medal gymnast. Born 2521 on March twenty eighth, in Tokyo. The leaf district in the Konoha prefecture. A middle class family of four; her mother, father, and grandfather. Cause of death; a single bullet to the head at age twenty, body was never found neither was the murderer," Rika let out a heavy sigh, "She was attending medical school to become a doctor."
"How ironic."
"I feel so terrible."
Matsumoto rubbed her back, trying to his best to comfort his distraught wife.
"What do they want with her?"
"Um, doctors," Kiyo handed them a binder with instructions inside, "The boss said to use this."
Rika opened it up and flipped through the pages. Each chapter had specific details on how to enhance her body, psychically and mentally. The doctor's job was to hone her skills until she was completely impeccable. They had to follow precise instructions, concentrating only on what the book ordered them to do. A diagram fell out.
She picked it up and opened it; it was a complete map of Sakura's body. Little red dots were placed in areas with numbers on them, indicating which part of her body to start off first.
"If I didn't know any better, it seems to me they're trying to make her into a robot or something." Matsumoto grabbed the book.
"A human machine?"
"Why are there pictures of guns and weaponry in the book?" He flipped to the back of the book, "It says here we have to give her a silver .45 caliber gun, a sniper, and any type of dagger and/or blade. What would she do with those?"
"Something doesn't feel right; I want to get to the bottom of this." Rika opened up the screen and looked at the profiles that popped up, none of them told her what she wanted to know. Everything related back to perfecting Sakura's body.
"Says here she is also required to learn martial art/fighting skills, target practice with the gun, and spy techniques."
"Who the hell is going to teach her all that?"
"Apparently us."
"Unbelievable."
"Hey doctor, she's calling for you."
Rika nodded her head and left the room.
"Wait one more thing Rika,"
"Hm?"
"It says here you aren't allowed to call her Sakura."
"What? But that's her name, why the hell not?"
"Doesn't say, you're only allowed to address her as 'S'."
Sakura slowly removed the tube out of her throat and threw it aside. It hurt to breath for the first few minutes, but she started adjusting to it quickly. The doctor said it had been three years, but her body felt ancient. It didn't feel like she had been asleep for that long. It felt weird being awake; breathing was like sucking in dry ice and her limps felt like jelly.
I was dead.
Her eyes became shallow and gripped her chest. For three years, she had been dead. But here she was now, alive and breathing. It wasn't possible; the doctors must have been lying. She was just sleeping and it was just a terrible dream. This was only a nightmare and she'll wake up soon. She kept repeating it over and over again in her head until it hurt to think. Vomit felt like coming up again, but she held it down.
Why am I here?
She looked down at her body, porcelain skin with a heart shaped birthmark on her inner thigh and long pink hair that went down to her chest. She grabbed a metal plate and looked at her reflection. Big emerald eyes, delicate pink lips, and a hideous scar on the right of her forehead. The thing burned even when she looked at it. She didn't know how it happened or when it did.
Everything was starting to bug her, why couldn't she remember anything? It was as if someone took the memory chip out of her head. Whenever she tried to think back into her past, she always drew a blank. Her mind was dark and fuzzy, nothing came up. It was all very frustrating.
"Let me out, let me out…"
She touched the scar on her head and screamed, it still felt like fire.
Suddenly there was a hissing noise and the door opened, the female doctor came in. Sakura scooted back a little, afraid of what she'll say next.
"Don't be afraid, I only want to help you."
"Liar." Sakura growled.
"You have every right to be angry, but please listen. My name is Matsumoto Rika, the man behind me is my husband; Erik. We just want to talk."
"About what?"
"Just talk, we want to get to know you."
"Don't play dumb, you know what I don't remember anything."
"You're right, we know who you are and we want to talk to you about your past life."
Sakura thought about it for a minute and dropped the hostility. She cooled down and nodded. Rika and Matsumoto closed the door behind them and took a seat in front of her. They placed a thin folder on the table next to her.
"What's that?"
"Your profile."
"Can I look at it?"
"Go ahead."
She opened it up and to her dismay; it was only a sheet of paper with very limited amount of information.
"My name can't possibly just be 'S', you're kidding me right?"
"I'm afraid not."
"I died when I was twenty, so how old am I now?"
"Twenty –three, your birthday is coming up so you'll be twenty-four in a few months."
"And let me guess, you aren't allowed to tell me when the date of my own birthday is right?"
"I'm afraid so." Matsumoto answered.
"I am an AB positive blood type, I have natural pink hair, and I'm allergic to grapefruits," She threw the profile down, "This doesn't tell me anything. Who am I? Do I have any family? What did I do before I died? Who killed me?"
"All of that is classified."
Tears started to form in her eyes, "Why? This is my life! No one has any right to keep anything from me!"
Rika couldn't stand it any longer, "You're an only child, your father passed away from unknown causes, but your mother and grandfather are still alive."
"Rika," Her husband gave her a stern look.
"She has a right to know, they don't own her."
"Who's they?"
"The company that paid us to do this. They're the ones who brought you to us."
"Does that mean they have information about me?"
"Trust me; you don't want to meet these people. Matsumoto and I've been dealing with them for several years. They're the worst kind."
"I don't care, this is my life and I want to know who I am."
"In time you'll meet them, but for now let's just get back to you," He opened up the instruction book and flipped to the first chapter, "First we need a blood sample and run a physical on you."
"What's a psychical?"
"He's just going to check how you are and run some test to see your performance skills."
"You'll be there too right, Rika?"
She was taken back, the way she said her name, it was as if a child calling out for her mother. Rika looked at the girl and realized how small she was, shorter than her though more womanly built. Another pang of guilt took control of her.
"Of course, I'll always be with you."
Sakura smiled, and it felt unusual.
"Are you cold? It's freezing in here; I can get you a blanket if you like." Matsumoto offered her one.
She looked down and realized she was only wearing red shorts and a very thin white shirt, but didn't feel anything at all, "No thank you, I'm fine. What happened to your arm?"
"Uh, I accidentally broke it when I feel down the stairs."
"You should be more careful, that must have hurt."
"It did." He got up and beckoned Rika to follow him, "We're going to go get the medical room set up and we'll come back to pick you up."
"Alright."
When they closed the door, she lifted her right hand and smiled, clenching and unclenching it.
"It must have really hurt."
"Rika, I'm sorry but that girl scares me."
"Why? I think she's sweet." She took out some empty test tubes and set up the blood drawing station.
"Did you not see the look in her eyes? She looked like she was going to stab me." Matsumoto shuddered and finished setting up the psychical test.
"She just woke up okay? You can't expect her to know how to act around people, plus her frontal lobe has been damaged. Her personality might be a little off."
"Fine, whatever you say. But you go get her, I have a feeling she likes you better than me."
"Chicken." She rolled her eyes and walked back to the chamber room, opening the door and finding Sakura in an awkward position.
She was holding on to a chair, trying to help herself stand up. Her knees were shaking and her knuckles were turning white.
"S let me help you."
"I got this," She threw the chair aside and took giant wobbly steps to Rika, falling into her arms, "See?"
"Very good, we have a machine specifically made to help you walk perfectly."
"Can't wait."
Rika flung Sakura's arm over her shoulder and walked her back to the medical room where Matsumoto waited for them. He set her down on a chair and strapped a black pumping machine onto her arm.
"I'm going to take your blood pressure, I'm going to squeeze this air pump it'll inflate the strap on your arm."
Sakura examined Matsumoto with curious eyes as he continued to work on her. He was tall and lean, glossy black hair, and wearing thing glasses. She turned to Rika, who was also tall with beautiful brown hair and a oval shaped face. Her eyes were the color of autumn.
"Rika, you're very beautiful."
She blushed, "U-uh, thank you, S, you're quite beautiful yourself."
"Why did you become a doctor?"
"I wanted to help people, I'm an ER surgeon."
"Then how in the world did you end up here?"
"That's a very long and complicated story. Basically, everyone in this laboratory facility was forced to work here. Those who refused were never heard from again. Matsumoto and I were the first people to arrive here, being the top doctors in Japan."
"Japan?"
"Yes, that's where we are."
"Never heard of it, what year is it?"
"2521, The year of Rule."
"Wow, such a big number. What are we going to do after this?"
Matsumoto finished his minor testing and moved her to the bigger machines, "After your physical, you start your training."
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~Ai qing you ming jie, Jie lan jie zi bei
Jie men jie ai xian jie, Fu qian~
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