Forgotten Melody
Chapter 13: Blood
Hiroto was taken to Fubuki's house where a private doctor was waiting. They didn't want to take him to the hospital for it could cause more commotion especially when Kirari collapsed a couple of days ago, too. Seiji and Kirari waited outside at the guest's room while Fubuki was inside with the unconscious Hiroto and the Todou Family's private doctor.
"How is he?" Fubuki asked, holding his hand.
"He is doing okay. His blood pressure seems to be normal and there are no signs of injury," the doctor explained, putting the stethoscope's chest piece on Hiroto's bare chest.
"Umm…Sensei…his memories?" Fubuki hesitantly asked.
"I don't know how much memories he's starting to remember, but he needs to avoid whatever or whoever's making him remember it. He will get hurt from time to time if he remembers them without his willing, but if he wants to, then he should be able to withstand them."
The doctor gave Fubuki the prescriptions for Hiroto and left quietly. Fubuki was left with Hiroto, who was still soundly asleep.
"Hiroto," she quietly said, stroking his hair.
"Kirari," Hiroto muttered as he felt Fubuki's hand on his head.
Memories of what happened in the past flashed in Fubuki's head as she took her hand away from him. She clenched her fist while her face showed worry when she remembered some memories in her past.
"It's me, Hiroto. It's Fubuki. I'm the only person you love, okay?" she said, smiling before she gave Hiroto a kiss on the lips.
After hearing that they were allowed to see Hiroto, Kirari and Seiji hurriedly ran to the room they were told to go to. There, they saw Hiroto sitting up on his bed, his back leaned on the headboard while Fubuki opened the curtains of the tall glass windows.
"Hiroto," Seiji said, opening the door.
"Oh, Seiji. What's up," Hiroto said, turning to him.
Kirari walked in and closed the door behind her and followed Seiji to Hiroto's bed. When Hiroto saw Kirari, he turned his head down to hide the pain and anger his face was showing.
"Kazama-kun, are you okay?" Kirari worriedly asked, holding Seiji's hand.
Fubuki, who was still opening the curtains, turned to take a glance at Kirari. Fubuki felt jealous and happy at the same time since Hiroto looked down because he didn't want to see Kirari.
"Why are you here?" Hiroto asked, clenching his fist.
"Kazama-kun?" Kirari muttered in confusion and shock.
"Get out," Hiroto quietly muttered.
"Hiroto," Seiji said, hearing what he said.
"I said...get…out," Hiroto looked up and showed his anger to Kirari.
Kirari's eyes widen in fear, shock and pain because it was the first time she had ever seen the other side of Hiroto. She couldn't control herself and she felt tears starting to come, so before she could embarrass herself even more, she let go of Seiji's hand and ran away, not shutting the door.
"Kirari-chan!" Seiji called out, trying to stop her, but it was pointless.
"What is wrong with you, Hiroto," Seiji said in anger.
Seiji left and ran out of the room to find Kirari. Fubuki finally finished opening all the curtains and saw Kirari run out of the house. She watched her run out to the road with tears streaming down her face.
Fubuki turned around to find Hiroto's clenched fist shaking in anger and frustration. She took a step to walk over to his bed and comfort him when suddenly, she heard a loud crashing noise outside.
She turned to the window and saw a puddle of red fluid on the road. Her eyes widen when she saw a girl lying down on the road, her cute clothes wrinkled, dirtied and tattered. Fubuki gasped in surprise when she realized who the girl on the ground was.
It was Kirari.
She hurriedly ran out of the room with terror filling her mind. When Hiroto saw Fubuki's widened eyes, he was curious of what she saw out the window, so he got out of bed and walked to the clear, glass window where he saw Fubuki run out of the house to the road. When he looked out the window, he saw the pool of blood and a car's smoking engine.
Then, he saw Seiji's terrified face as he cried for the girl on the ground. More memories started to flow in Hiroto's head when he realized that the girl that got hit by a car was Kirari.
He covered his ears, thinking that he would prevent the memories from rushing in. He couldn't handle the pressure of the flow which caused him to fall on the floor and return to being unconscious.
"Kirari! Kirari!" Seiji screamed in panic as he lifted Kirari's head.
There was blood everywhere, causing Seiji to panic even more. After calling for an ambulance, Seiji tried to locate the wound where the blood was coming from to apply pressure on it to prevent her from bleeding out. Seiji realized that it was coming from her waist.
A piece of shattered glass punctured her side and got stuck there, causing her to bleed. Seiji didn't know what to do, but fortunately, the ambulance came and took her and the driver of the car who was also injured.
Fubuki arrived at the scene, but she was too late for the ambulance already drove away. All she found was the pool of blood and the pieces of glass everywhere along with the car that hit Kirari.
Fubuki's eyes were still wide in shock and surprise as she ran back to the mansion. Instead of turning right to go back to Hiroto's room, she continued to run down the hall and went upstairs. Then, she turned right and ran straight to the room with the big doors. Without knocking, she barged in the room and ran up to the desk located in the center of the room.
"It was you, wasn't it?" Fubuki asked, her eyes showing anger and worry.
"What are you talking about, dear?" the lady sitting on her desk calmly asked.
"She got ran over! She got ran over by a car!" Fubuki yelled as her anger boiled.
"Oh my, who did?"
"Kirari!"
"Oh goodness! Is she alright?"
"Cut it out, mother! This wasn't part of our plan!"
"I know, dear….but," Fubuki's mother replied, standing up and walking over to the other side of her desk to stroke Fubuki's worried face.
"If she's going to get in the way, won't we have to get rid of her?"
The heart monitor attached to Kirari was beeping calmly, showing no signs of disturbances. The room was so quiet that Seiji's thoughts were getting louder and louder in his head. He sat beside Kirari's bed, holding onto her hand.
Seiji remembered what the doctor explained to him after performing the surgery on the idol.
"Hiwatari-san, may you please tell me what you did when you saw Tsukishima-san on the ground?" the doctor asked, taking the mask of off her face.
"Well, I lifted her head and put it on my lap because I didn't know what to do. There was so much blood," Seiji replied, remembering the scene that he found.
"Thanks to you, she didn't bleed out too much. She has a small crack on her head and your putting her head on your lap applied pressure on it that it prevented her skull from releasing too much blood."
Seiji was glad to hear that he was of some help even if he felt really helpless that time.
"We already fixed the crack on her skull and the cut on her waist, however, due to the shock and pressure of the car hitting her body, we are not sure when she's going to wake up, but we can assure you that it won't be longer than a week or two. We are also going to run some tests just in case she has some more damages."
"Thank you so much, Saitou-sensei," Seiji replied, bowing to her.
The doctor bowed to him and walked away for a nurse had called for her.
"Kirari," Seiji worriedly muttered, looking at Kirari.
"I love you, so please, wake up soon."