Memories from The Past


Hello... This is finally it... chapter 7... story ender... hmmmm... Or is it? :D heheheh... :D I had fun writing this chapter... I didn't know what to write on this chapter at first... I was thinking twice if I'd make it end in tragicness (like my other one-shots), simple happiness (which could be quite boring and not suitable as a story ender), or this... bwahahahha... insert evil laugh here

So this chapter thoroughly settles everything in... :D hehehehe... It's quite hard for me to write something like this... well... the first part of the chapter was quite troublesome... tiring very much... I didn't know what to write... so I wrote a one-shot and the chapter one of a random story that generated on my head... :)) hahaha... :D

This chapter will reveal the name of Syusuke's wife... :D hahahaha... :)) :D also... someone will make a late appearance in this story here... hehehe... but as they always say... better late than never, don't you think? :D heheheh... :)) :D

I was thinking of making a sequel of this story... you'll learn later as you read through this chapter why I would like to make a sequel of this story... :)) :D :) bwahahahha... :D so enjoy on this chapter... cause this is the last chapter of this story... :)) :D (and maybe the first of the next story... hehehe...)

Oh yeah... there's a religious scene down there... just be aware of it... ok? hehehe... :D don't comment against that... please... :D

Disclaimer: PoT?... not mine...


Chapter 7: The End... Or Is It?

The rolling bed skimmed through the hallway towards the Emergency Room just across the Receptionist's Desk. Syusuke was asked to sit on the waiting bench beside the door leading to the inside of the Emergency Room. Miyazaki wasn't with him; the ambulance is already full with the medics, Ryoma and Syusuke. There's just not enough space for him.

He sat impatiently at the bench he was requested to sit on. He rubs his hands to his face as he reflected on the events that occurred this evening. 'This wouldn't have happened if I didn't go to that meadow... Now, look... Ryoma's fighting for his life while I sit here, doing nothing.'

He lifted his head to see a receptionist approach him. She sat beside him and gave him a slight pat. "Relax. It'll be just fine."

Syusuke smiled at the woman. "Thank you."

"Don't mention it. Do you pray?"

"Um... not really..." Syusuke's smile faded away. "I never really believed that a bunch of words and a Hebrew 'yes' would do anything... It's just... it wasn't really logical..."

The girl receptionist slightly frowned. "Oh... Is that so?"

"But it's ok for me." Syusuke brightened his face again. He suddenly felt that maybe, prayers do mean a lot, including saving a dying man's life. "Would you mind if you pray for the person inside the Emergency Room?"

The receptionist flashed a huge smile on his face. "I would be honoured to do so. Let's start?"

"Ok, let's."

Syusuke bowed down, closed his eyes, and opened his heart. 'Maybe this is actually real. Maybe prayer is something other than nothing.' He listens carefully to the words that came out of his seatmate's mouth. Each word, though they may only be words, have struck his once cold heart. He has found the essence of prayer; to change the person who prays. He suddenly believed that there is a God that envelops people, not to threaten them, but to protect and supplement them. He didn't realise it but he was crying. Tears fell silently on the floor beneath them.

"Amen."The girl concluded the prayer and smiled at Syusuke. Syusuke smiled in return. "Thanks for letting me pray to your friend."

"The pleasures mine." After a slight hug, the girl went back to her desk and resumed her work while Syusuke sat up straight with a renewed spirit.

A few moments later, the doctor appeared on the door and smiled. "Ryoma's fine now. But he needs to rest." He escorted Syusuke to a private room where Ryoma will be transferred tomorrow morning. "Mr. Fuji, Ryoma will not be seeing anyone else until tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry, doc. I'll return home today, I have to prepare all of Ryoma's stuff to bring here." Syusuke said to the doctor.

"Yes, Mr. Fuji. Thank you for understanding. I must be going now." The doctor left after a short bow. Syusuke turned and walked towards the front door of the hospital. On the way, he felt a cold wind rush through him and a spine-tingling shiver ran through his back. He turned to any angle to look for anything weird.

"Freaky..." Syusuke commented as he faced another angle.

"Follow me..." A voice very similar to his deceased wife whispered. Syusuke spun around and saw a lady as white as snow enters another hallway, being followed by her very long gown. Syusuke rushed to the same hallway and found nothing but a long row of doors on both sides of the wall.

"Excuse me." The medical guy said as he tapped Syusuke's shoulders.

"Oh sorry..." Syusuke smiled and stepped aside. He was shocked at who was the patient being transferred to the wards. "INUI!"

"Please, the patient shouldn't be woken. He will be accepting visitations tomorrow morning." The hospital personnel said as he pulled Inui's bed towards the ward where he will be staying.

"Oh, ok." Syusuke looked at the medical team and Inui's bed-laden body entering a room with the number 348. He spun around and contacted the police as to where Miyazaki would be. "What a day. Hello? This is Syusuke, where's Miyazaki?... Oh ok... I see... I'll go there... Bye."


The next day, Syusuke and Miyazaki entered the Ryoma's room. They also arranged a room beside Ryoma's to be assigned to Inui. They didn't have a good sleep yesterday, the events still troubled them, but it could suffice.

Syusuke was fixing a vase full of flowers; his back facing Ryoma's motionless body. "So, how are you feeling?" He asked without looking back at Ryoma.

"Fine, I guess." He answered as he tried to sit from his bed.

Syusuke finished fixing the floral arrangement and begun helping Ryoma sit up. He positioned Ryoma's head to a more comfortable position and placed a soft kiss on Ryoma's forehead. "Thank you, Ryoma, for everything." A smile made its way towards Syusuke and Ryoma's lips. "Oh yeah, someone left an envelope on the door this morning. There's nothing written on the outside, so I presume that it's for you." He picked up the letter from the cabinet beside the bed and handed it to Ryoma.

Ryoma scanned the paper, front and back. "I'll read this next time." He gave the letter back to Syusuke.


One month later

"Ryoma! Congratulations! You're being checked-out by now." Inui reported as he entered the room. "Syusuke's working on your release papers already. He should be here any minute."

"Since when did you get out of your bed?" Ryoma asked as he sat up straight.

"Earlier, fast isn't it?" Inui smiled as he swept the room of everything that Ryoma owns. He then opened the drawer and emptied it. A letter made its way towards his focus. "Ryoma, what's this?"

"That? It's a letter someone left on the door a month ago. I haven't read it."

"Shall I read it?" Inui said as he ripped the letter open. He drag a letter out of the envelope and begun to read it aloud.


Syusuke. Melody's (Trivia: Melody is the name of Syusuke's deceased wife) death was intentional. Tezuka paid the doctor to give an extra-shot of anaesthesia before the operation. Tyra didn't die because of child labour. She was overdosed.


The letter softly fell on the floor. Inui, with his hands in mid-air, cringed at the message of the letter. The door squeaked as a step went in. "Hello guys!" Syusuke opened fully the door and let the nurse do her job of removing all the contraptions attached to Ryoma. "Isn't everyone happy? Why is everyone so silent?" Syusuke asked as he smiled his usual smile.

Inui was about to speak of the letter, but was cut-off short by Ryoma. "Everything's fine, Syusuke, we're just scanning through some stuff in this room. Thank you, Syusuke, for fixing everything."

"It's nothing, Ryoma. For you, I'll do anything." Syusuke assisted Ryoma as he stood up.

"It's ok, I can handle it." Syusuke left Ryoma when he was assured that Ryoma could really stand on his own.

"Not one word." Ryoma whispered to Inui who was still standing on the same spot as he entered the room.

A person accompanied Inui into Ryoma's huge limo. "So, would you introduce us to your friend, Inui?" Syusuke asked as he positioned his hands around Ryoma's shoulders.

"Oh yeah, everyone, this is Kaidoh. He saved me the night of the massacre. The two gunmen were about to shoot me in the forehead, but he was there and shot the two down on the neck. He dressed the two as a helper to keep their names clean from the killing. They weren't to be blamed, Atobe and Tezuka is." Inui defended his saviour as the car skimmed through the streets.

"Oh... So I guess you two are dating..." Syusuke said with a huge smile.

Kaidoh glared at the brown-haired guy that just spoke. He was about to plunge a fist of his into Syusuke's cheeks, but was calmed by the caress of Inui. The remaining minutes of the ride was silent where the only thing they could hear was the sound of the engine burning its fuel.

They both decided to settle in Syusuke's old house. It was Ryoma's request to not stay at his house. his big mansion holds the death of many innocent helpers. The massacre left the house empty and silent. No one dared to enter its gates anymore. No one dared to stay near it anymore. The horror of the house marked on everyone's minds how the ruthlessness of man can extend. To kill so many innocent people, no one had imagined such a merciless thing could ever happen.

"Here we are, sir." The driver said as he pulled off right in front of Syusuke's house where Miyazaki awaits them all.

Everyone vacated the car and was greeted warmly by Miyazaki. Ryoma rubbed Miyazaki's brown, flowing hair and gave him a peck on the forehead. "Hello, Miyazaki." A smile made its way towards Ryoma's face.

"Welcome back, father. Now, I have my two fathers." Miyazaki gleefully said for everyone near to hear. "Let's head inside, everyone!" Miyazaki invited as he led the way.

Syusuke was about to follow his son when he notices that his mailbox contains some unread mail. "You three head on. I'll just read this mail. Miyazaki should've prepared some sumptuous snacks." He said as he reached for the inside of his mailbox. The three followed Miyazaki and left Syusuke outside.

He ripped the letter open. It was not a lengthy letter, just a paragraph, written informally. It's more of a telegram. He begun to read the short letter and was stupefied at the message of the letter. He stood motionlessly for a couple of minutes before running towards his house.


The Letter:

Syusuke, I'm back. And I want revenge. Run and hide, Syusuke, run and hide. Bring your 3 friends and your son with you, 'cause if I'd catch one of you, I wouldn't think twice on digging one more hole 6 feet deep.


When Syusuke closed his front door, Tezuka, who was looking on the whole scene from a black car across the street, commanded Atobe to drive the car. Instantly, the black car skimmed through the streets, away from Syusuke's house.


So that ends this short story/novel... The feelings really wonderful... the feeling of finishing a story of several chapters... yes... it's a little bit short... but hey! It's a beginners' work!! Everyone has their first on everything... it just so happens that this is mine... :)) :D heheheh... :D

See what I mean about having a sequel to this story of mine? well... if I find inspiration on what to write on the sequel... hahaha... :)) :D maybe I could make a sequel to this... hahahahaa... :)) :D

hahahah... :)) :D it's finally over... hahay... I'll miss writting this story... staying up late at night just to finish one chapter of it... :)) :D hahahah... :D it was a really nice experience... hahahah... :D

So please review on this story of mine.. :)) :D I love reading your reviews... I get really excited when I see that someone reviewed on my work... :D heheeh... :D