Once On This Island
By acadamosby
Disclaimers: Standard.
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Chapter 3: Pray
"Help me! Please!" Kaoru called, until one by one, the villagers gathered on the sandy shores to see what damage the storm had done and to whom. "His car has crashed, he is injured, he needs help!"
"No! Don't touch him! Better leave him where he lies. Even a wealthy man sometimes dies." Her father said, eyes trailing down to the unconscious form lying in his daughter's arms. "If this boy dies in our hands, the rich will send police."
"If he lives, think of how angry the gods will be! He was meant to die tonight, and fate must take its course. There is nothing we can do." Michiko tried to reason.
"The only thing that will save this boy's life is to send him back to his world!"
"The only thing that will save this boy's life is me!" Kaoru interrupted. "I know it sounds ridiculous, but I can save him, I know I can. My life was saved so that I could save his. Please, let me help him." She asked, pleading with her parents. Hideaki held her gaze firmly, but in moments, a soft sigh escaped his mouth, his shoulders visually giving in to her cries.
"I will find where he comes from." He said, resolutely.
"Hideaki, no!" His wife grabbed his hand, but he only squeezed and let go.
"I will find who he is, and soon. But until I return, you must care for him, Kaoru. Keep him safe."
**And the long vigil began.**
As the boy was moved from the sandy shore to the small mat in her hut, Kaoru had begun to wrap his wounds with bandages and liniments made from medicinal herbs. Once in a while, a small whimper would escape his lips. Sweat beaded his forehead and chest, his fever had risen and his skin was burning. She soaked a rag in the bucket beside her, smoothing it across his forehead. The girl continued to revive the dying candles, preparing to stay up with him through the night..
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By acadamosby
Disclaimers: Standard.
Whee! I'm so excited that people are reviewing my story! That's the correct way to make authors happy!
Chapter 3: Pray
"Help me! Please!" Kaoru called, until one by one, the villagers gathered on the sandy shores to see what damage the storm had done and to whom. "His car has crashed, he is injured, he needs help!"
"No! Don't touch him! Better leave him where he lies. Even a wealthy man sometimes dies." Her father said, eyes trailing down to the unconscious form lying in his daughter's arms. "If this boy dies in our hands, the rich will send police."
"If he lives, think of how angry the gods will be! He was meant to die tonight, and fate must take its course. There is nothing we can do." Michiko tried to reason.
"The only thing that will save this boy's life is to send him back to his world!"
"The only thing that will save this boy's life is me!" Kaoru interrupted. "I know it sounds ridiculous, but I can save him, I know I can. My life was saved so that I could save his. Please, let me help him." She asked, pleading with her parents. Hideaki held her gaze firmly, but in moments, a soft sigh escaped his mouth, his shoulders visually giving in to her cries.
"I will find where he comes from." He said, resolutely.
"Hideaki, no!" His wife grabbed his hand, but he only squeezed and let go.
"I will find who he is, and soon. But until I return, you must care for him, Kaoru. Keep him safe."
**And the long vigil began.**
As the boy was moved from the sandy shore to the small mat in her hut, Kaoru had begun to wrap his wounds with bandages and liniments made from medicinal herbs. Once in a while, a small whimper would escape his lips. Sweat beaded his forehead and chest, his fever had risen and his skin was burning. She soaked a rag in the bucket beside her, smoothing it across his forehead. The girl continued to revive the dying candles, preparing to stay up with him through the night..
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