Sorry for the wait... Well, here it is!
Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock.
"SHUT UP YOU FREAKING CLOCK!"
"Quiet Emi – We are in a hospital."
Tick.
Tock.
Valuable time was being wasted as the seconds hand made another lap of the clock. Soon the small hand would move to another number, which would signify the end of a four hour wait. But who knew how long there was to wait after that?
Pace.
Pace.
Tap foot irritably.
"Be patient – walking around getting angry will get us nowhere."
Emi continued to pace up and down the small waiting room, completely ignoring the small gray chairs lined up against the wall. The white haired boy followed her steps with his eyes, which every so often flickered to the silver clock hanging on the wall.
"Why is it taking so long?"
Toshirou Hitsugaya watched as Emi paced back in his direction, fresh tears now running down her cheeks. He absently wondered whether her tears would ever stop. She had been crying since the whole incident began.
He held back his own tears, not wanting to make a fool of himself. Tears would not help the patient in the emergency room heal faster. But what would?
"I don't know."
Emi finally stopped pacing, only to collapse into the next to Toshirou. She covered her eyes with her hands, muffling her loud sobs. He patted her awkwardly on the back.
"I don't know how long I can take this..."
Emi stood up from her chair and walked towards the clock on the wall.
"Why are you ticking? You know that you will tick forever, then why do you keep counting the seconds so patiently? There is an infinite number of seconds left in your eternal life, yet Ayumi has only few left. Why?"
Emi smashed her fist on the clock, shattering its glass face.
"Why? ANSWER ME! WHY?"
"Calm down Emi."
"HOW CAN I FUCKING CALM DOWN WHILE MY FRIEND IS IN THERE ON HER DEATHBED? DON'T YOU HAVE ANY FEELINGS?"
Emi's tear streaked face twisted with anger at the small boy. His face remained calm, but his feelings weren't. The broken glass on the ground started to freeze, and Emi started getting goosebumps.
"I do have feelings. I just choose not to show them."
"Sorry, Hitsugaya Taichou."
The temperature in the room turned back to normal, and Emi resumed her pacing.
The time passed uneventfully, the clock still ticking even after it had its face smashed. Could the same be said for Ayumi?
Creak...
Emi pounced on the door to the Emergency Room. A smallish doctor peered around the door. His face was wide with alarm.
"She...
The darkness had closed around me. There was no way out for me. I could not escape. Even after death, life was cruel to me.
If that makes any grammatical sense.
I hear a voice inside my head. It doesn't form any known words, but I understand it completely. It is telling me to walk forward. To trust my instincts. To be unafraid.
As If.
I walk backwards unsteadily, and bump into something behind me. I quickly turn around, and see an angel standing in front of me. A bright light is radiating from it. Again, the voice filled my head. But this time, it spoke a language I understood.
"Why do you not come?"
I took a deep breath of I don't know what, and took a step back from the angel.
"I do not come, because I do not want to die yet."
"Why do you not want to die now? You will die eventually."
"Because I have to go back to Earth."
"Why?"
"Because I was all alone for my whole life. Nobody ever liked me. My own family rejected me. And then I met Emi. And I met Hitsugaya. And I got my memories back. And I never got a chance to say thankyou."
The angel faded before my eyes, and I was left once again in darkness.
"Live."
"Come on dammit. LIVE!"
The doctor smashed his palm onto the girls chest, trying to get her heart to beat once more. The assistant doctor gave her a fresh package of air. But there was still no response from her.
The two doctors and the countless nurses had been in the operating room for five straight hours, never giving up hope. Their patient was dying, yet none of them wanted to admit it. They had done their jobs well, but there was one thing that they could not control. Her will power.
It all depended on her whether she would survive. Her mind was the best medication in this case.
The doctor stopped pumping her heart, and sat by with a sigh.
Tick.
Tock.
The room was completely silent. Every individual intake of air could be heard. Every single heart beat could be heard and counted. Everyone's eyes were resting on the girl on the operating table.
Tick.
Tock.
Silence.
An intake of breath.
From the girl.
The doctors check her pulse, and sure enough, it was there. A little unsteady, but still there.
She had pulled through.
"NOW! LET ME IN NOW!"
"I'm sorry miss, but she is in no condition to see you at the moment."
I opened my eyes, and saw the white roof of the hospital above my head. It had almost become a ritual for me, to awake inside the hospital not remembering how I got there.
My head hurts.
My stomach hurts.
I hurt all over.
I look down to see myself covered in bandages. Lots of tubes were coming out of my body, all doing whatever it is they were designed for.
Beep!
Beep!
I could hear my heart beating steadily on the heart monitor.
"I DON'T CARE! I WANT TO SEE HER NOW!"
The door to my room flew open and a girl stormed into the room, an angry nurse running beside her.
"E..m...i?"
Her name came out all strangled and choked. She looked up when she heard her name was called, and I let out a gasp.
Her face was pink all over, and her eyes bloodshot. Tears were running down her cheeks, in some emotion I could not place my finger on. Her hair stuck up messily in all different directions, and she looked like she hadn't slept in days.
"AYUMI-CHAN!" She ran up to my bed, ignoring the nurse beside her. She knelt down, and placed her hand gently on my bandaged arm. I winced.
"See? You're hurting her! Leave now THIS INSTANT!"
"How are you feeling?"
Emi looked down into my eyes, and I remembered the dream I had had.
"Thankyou."
"What kind of answer is that?"
I looked past her, at the small boy who was hiding in the shadows. The nurse turned around, exclaimed angrily, and then proceeded to push both visitors out the door.
"Wait."
The nurse stopped, and turned to look at me. Her eyes were kind, but I ignored her.
"Hitsugaya Toshirou."
The said boy turned around slowly, but I could not make out his face. It was covered by the shadows, and my vision was getting hazy.
"Thank you."
I closed my eyes as the door to my room closed softly, but not before I heard the sentence that was whispered in my direction. I smiled to myself, and bid him a silent goodbye.
The angel appeared once more before my eyes.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes."
Sorry for the short chapter, but I kinda had a writers block... Anyways, hoped you liked it. Please review. Even though the story is over, reviews are nice. I might do a sequel!!
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