A/N: Happy New Year! I hope all of you enjoyed your holidays(: I would say I did but I didn't cuz I was sick but ehh whatever. So funny thing, during my short time off while plotting for the this chapter, I had come up with different ways to go with this chapter but I couldn't think of which one to use. Then on New Year's Eve, I was on my way to where I was celebrating and all of a sudden I have a sudden urge to write! I didn't have paper or pencil but I had an iPod touch which has a note pad on it, so I began to just type away and I finished half the chapter in one day, just like the last chapter. Haha well I wouldn't say it was funny but whatever. Anyways, continue voting for the next story! So far it looks like this:
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Sana: Happy New Year!
Akito: Hn.
Sana: I wanna see what happens to me so could we just skip all the chitter chatting and get to the story please!
Me: Dang Sana. Haha alright we will do just that! Akito take it away!
Akito: Author doesn't own us. She only owns the story plot.
'Thought'
"Speech"
*Flashback*
Arc 1: A New World Chapter 8: Bonds
The clock ticked by each passing minute as the room stayed completely still. The room was in total darkness, not a sound crept through except for the soft breathing of the small, fragile body lying on the bed. Sheets covered most of her body. Keeping her warm. Her chest rose up and down silently as the clock ticked away time.
Outside, roared waves of white snow, ravishing the outside world. Nothing was visible except for the crashing of wind and snow. Inside though, was a whole different atmosphere. The heater was cranked to the max, warming the whole house. The house lit up in it's different colors, each room having its own personality.
A lone figure stood in the entrance of the living room, thinking of way to get home without to much trouble. He creased his his brows together at the sound of the pounding wind against the living room window. He sighed. There was no way he was going to make it home now that weather had worsened.
Soft footsteps came towards him and the floor creaked. He looked up to catch the tired eyes of the owner of the mansion. She tiredly smiled at him and gestured for him to enter the vacant room. He casually walked in, hands in pockets, and leaned against the wall as he had done before in his previous visit.
The woman sat down, hands in lap, exhaling her held breath. She had been overly concerned for her daughters safety. After hearing about the blizzard warning on TV, she had called her daughter several times to know her location. But. Of course, her phone was off. Her little concern grew to high worry as she witnessed the growing of the snow storm.
Kurata Residence: 7:34pm
For an hour , she idly stared at the master clock, hoping her daughter would come home safe. After waiting a little while longer , she had come to a conclusion that she had been caught in the storm. Because she was to focused on her daughters whereabouts, she never noticed the harsh pounding on her front door. When her house maid had rushed over to the door, the brown haired woman broke out of her trance and raced to the door. When the house maid had opened the door, a tall, dark figure entered the house. She couldn't make out who exactly who it was with a dark hood over this persons head and there mouth being covered by the jacket, but she knew it was not her daughter. She frowned at first but when she looked down, she gasped to see him caring her daughter, bridal style, unconscious in his arms.
She cautiously walked towards the stranger and placed her hands on her daughters face. She flinched slightly. Her daughter was freezing. Her lips were purple and her face was extremely pale. Her breathing was shallow and the weezing in her chest could be heard.
Kurata Misako could not put her feelings into words as she stared at her daughter. So many emotions stirred in her but she had no clue what to make of them or how to handle them. She did not even know what to say to the stranger who had rescued her. She looked up to the stranger with small tears building in her eyes.
Misako was not a woman to cry. She had never shed a tear that wasn't worth shedding. It was not who she was. Yes, she was playful, childish, a bit immature, but she never cried in front of others. But here she was, in front of some random person, on the brink of crying as she watched helplessly at her daughters condition.
The stranger had watched quietly as the woman despairingly looked at her daughter. He then walked forward and clutched the girl in his hands closer to his body. He felt a sudden need of possessiveness overcome him with this girl lying in his arms.
"Who are you?"
The stranger looked over at Misako and motioned for her to remove his hood. She nodded her head in agreement and stepped forward. She reached out in front of her and grabbed the front of his hood. She then proceeded to pull it back and did so in one motion. The stranger shook his head for any remains of snow. His strayed blonde locks stuck to his face as he looked at the woman beyond his bangs. She simply smiled, blinked, and let one tear roll down her aging face.
"We should get her into something warm before she catches hypothermia." He explained.
She nodded and lead the way to her daughter's bedroom. The blonde haired boy followed Misako up the stairway, into the third floor where the bedrooms laid.
Hayama Akito scanned the hallway as he carried the unconscious girl in his arms. It was a long but wide hallway with three doors on each side, with a good size of wall space in between the three. The wall and roof of this hallway were a light oink and the doors were a tannish white. As the golden eyed captain observed his surroundings, a sudden movement had caught his attention.
The girl in his arms stirred and groan. She cuddle closer to Hayama and buried her head into his shirt. She let out a painful gasp and Akito reacted quickly. He shook her enough for her head to move out of his shirt. She bore a pained and exhausted look on her face, scrunching her brows together, letting out quick gaps, as if she was reaching for air. The possessiveness in him was lurking around again and took control of his body. He was Not going to let this girl die.
Misako turned around to see her daughter stirring in the young man's arms. She hurriedly walked towards her daughter's room and reached for the knob. She turned it and reveals the dark lit room to the blonde haired knight. She then switched the light on and gave enough room for the boy to walk in. he quickly walked in and headed towards her bed.
When he reached the bed, he placed her down on the soft mattress slowly and moved away, leaving enough room for the older woman to maker her way to her child.
"Sana? Sana? Con you hear me?" the author asked quietly.
No response. Kurata Sana laid quietly on the mattress of her bed. Her pain stricken face calmed just a bit and her breathing calmed more or less.
The young knight observed the girl. He bit his lip in frustration. He knew what he had to do, but he wasn't sure her mother would let him near her.
As a knight, he's been through several ordeals and developed ways of surviving. Frostbite was one of the several cases he's encountered a lot in his homeland. He knew how to treat it, but he didn't know if she would let her touch the auburn haired girl.
"Why so frustrated Hayama?"
Akito looked over at the older woman at Kurata's side in surprise.
"The tension in the air is thick, but I can feel your frustration." she added.
The golden eyed boy sighed and walked closed to both figures, hands in pockets.
"I know how to treat this. I've encountered this several times back in my hometown." he explained calmly.
Misako looked over at Hayama and stood quietly, thinking, lost in her won thoughts.
"Do what you can..." She quietly spoke, but loud enough for him to hear. She moved back, leaving enough room for him to do whatever he was going to do.
He pulled of both his gloves and set them on the corner of her bed. He then took off his jacket and placed it next to his gloves . He then proceeded to take off his light sweater and placed it in the the pile of his clothes. He placed his knee of the edge and leaned over, placing his hand on Sana's forehead. He then put his hand on his and sat for a couple seconds.
He then removed his hand and said "She has a high fever."
Akito then reached for the buttons of Sana's coat. He undid them and carefully took it off of her. Like he did, she had a sweater under, so he grabbed a hold of her zipper and unzipped her. He then did the same with her sweater that he did to her coat. He had seen that despite her efforts of staying warm, she had actually been soaked from the inside. Yes snow was powdery, but it was water. Once the snow melted, it turned back to water.
"I need you to change her into something warm. I'll step put and give you time to put something else on her." Akito then began walking out until Misako had stopped him.
"Are you saying you will peek if I tell you to simply turn around and not look?" Misako playfully asked.
Akito then turned away and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "No. It's just not decent for a guy to be in the same room when a woman is changing."
"Oh.. so I guess that day when you peaked at my daughter, that was so not 'decent' right?" she questioned with her brow arched.
Akito coughed and turned a slight shade of red. He dug his hands further in and proceeded to walk out.
Misako then burst out into a fit of giggles and smiled at the boy that had closed the door behind him.
"It sure is funny to pick on the young man. I suppose I should be nicer though... Nope! Hohohoho!" she laughed as she changed Sana.
A couple minutes later, she opened the door and signaled for the boy to walk in. He did what he was told and walked towards the girl on the bed. She was in a new outfit and her old clothes were on the floor. He then grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her towards him. He then placed a small hand on the midst of her back and placed his right hand on her head. He hugged her close to his chest and shared his body heat with her.
It's not like he had wanted to do this, but he had to. The number one rule in surviving in the cold is staying warm. Though they were in the house, the heat would not transfer to her body quick enough, so he had to do it himself. He was not enjoying it, he was merely helping her. He would have done this back at home if he had to as well, well that's what he kept telling himself. He was there to protect the peace, the king, the citizens. He was there to ensure their safety. To him, she was just another citizen. He was ensuring her safety.
He looked down at the girl in his arms and his cold, hard face relaxed. His muscles relaxed and his eyes lost their permanent glare. He sighed once again and closed his eyes. Everything was quit. The room made no sort of movement. The only thing audible was the slow breathing of the two figures. His breathing matched with hers and slowly, he felt himself falling asleep. He suddenly opened his eyes and shook his head.
"Damn." he mumbled softly.
Deciding enough time passed, he let go of her and laid her down softly back on the mattress. He then got off the bed and grabbed the cover of her bed spread and pulled it over her body to the tip of her chin. He tucked her in securely and made sure she was warm in her covers. Akito walked over to grab his stuff and headed towards her door. Before leaving the room, he looked back at the girl on the bed. He stared at her for just a few seconds then walked out. He scratched his head and proceeded to the stairs. As he made his downstairs, he noticed the time on the clock. He groaned and leaned back against the wall that separated the front door and the living room.
Kurata residence 9: 48pm
"Once again, you saved her Hayama." Misako said.
Akito shrugged. "It's a habit."
She rose her brow and furthered the topic. "A habit you say? A habit saving her? Or a habit saving people?"
Akito stayed silent for a second. He realized his mistake, but made no face to show it. He quickly replied with "Saving people. She just keeps getting herself in messes that I keep coming across."
"Interesting..." she answered.
Akito stood quiet, still trying to realize how on earth he would get home. He couldn't stay here. If he did, then questions will arise and he didn't need to deal with unnecessary questions.
"Why are you accustomed to saving people?" she casually asked.
"What?" he questioned, slightly surprised at her question.
"Oh I think you heard me young sir." Misako stated with a smirk on her face.
Akito glared at her and dropped his stuff on the couch next to him. He then dug his hands into his pockets and turned the other way.
"Towns people are sometimes reckless, especially the kids. There are times when I had to save or rescue them." he answered. Why was she priving into his life?
"Why you? Where were the officials? Just because you lived in an outside town, that didn't mean you didn't have officials."
Akito glared at the woman in front of him again. Why did she want to know? What was she trying to get at? This was his life and he didn't have to tell her anything. To be honest. He was growing rather angry.
"Like I said, it's a habit." he spit out.
Misako then began to laugh and he turned utterly confused.
"I see you don't like it when people ask about your past. Hohoho! Well my experiment did get me some useful information to say the least!" She ranted while smiling and laughing.
Akito stared at the woman in disbelief. 'it was all an experiment? What the hell?'
"Don't be too mad. I just wanted to see how you acted when under interrogation. It seems like personal questions seem to be a picky subject with you so never do anything that will get you arrested because that's all police will ask!" she advised. Akito still stared at the woman with confusion. She then stood up and began walking to the stairway.
"By the way, your welcomed to stay the night so you could stop worrying about how your going to get home okay? Your room is already prepared. Its the second on to the right in the same hall where you were earlier."
Akito was sure his jaw dropped as the woman walked off laughing. How did she know he was thinking about getting home? She was certainly an interesting character.. someone he would have to keep an eye on.
"Ill just stay downstairs. I dont need anything luxurious. A couch is just as good as a bed." he thoroughly explained as he grabbed his stuff.
"Mmm... still. No guest of mine will sleep on the couch! Come now young sir." Suddenly, a large gust of wind pounded against the window and created a loud thumping noise.
"Besides, that wind will never let you sleep." she added on to her annoying ranting.
"I think I'll manage." Akito answered while setting up the couch.
Misako rose her brow and smiled. "I'll bring some blankets down."
Akito nodded. He then looked out the window and watched as the snow was thrown around by the wild wind. He noticed how the powdery substance was slowly building up at the edge of the window. It made him think of home.
Every winter, they frequently experienced harsh storms like the one now. They've had problems where food wouldn't grow, so famine would spread along with diseases and sicknesses. Sasaki, along with different medics, were constantly busy trying to heal the ill. Akito and the rest of the Royal 6 would go around the kingdom and take request from any citizen who needed help. One of their most asked job was to make repairs for their homes to embrace the winter.
The young captain was broken from his trance when a small voice broke into his thoughts.
"Hayama..." he turned around to come face to face with Misako.
"Here are the blankets. The kitchen is over there." she pointed. "Make yourself at home. Now I will be going to bed. Goodnight." she then slipped out of the living room and made her way upstairs, but before she stepped on the first step, she said "And you could always make your way to the guest room if It gets to loud down here."
He simply set his bed for the night and she walked back upstairs. Once he was done, he took of his shoes and sat down on the couch. He stared at the master clock and read the time. '10:27'
He then went under the covers and covered himself up to his stomach and placed his hands behind his head. Looking up at the ceiling, he seen some cracks here and there and smudges of old paint. The wind pounded against the window, making the boy jump. Its not that he was scared, he was just surprised. But he knew he had to get use to it because that was where he was sleeping tonight. His eye lids soon grew heavy and he closed them, embracing the sleep overcoming him.
The house was quiet. Not a sound was audible except for the howling wind outside. The master clock ticked away. Seconds, minutes, hours passed by but it was still dark out.
Kurata Residence: 2:39am
Groggy eyes opened slowly. Small groaning made the way out of her mouth as she painfully sat up. The warmth of the blankets escaped her body and sudden chill of air ran up her spine. Goosebumps covered her arms and the hairs in back of her neck stood up. She rubbed her arms and stretched out her muscles. Suddenly, she popped her eyes open wide. She frantically looked around the room and realized she was in her room.
"What the ?" she questioned as her eyes roamed her room.
"Last thing I remember is... is falling down! Yeah! Then after I was thinking I think? And then I passed out? " She scratched her head in annoyance. "But I don't really remember." she mumbled.
"Wait? How did I even get here?" She asked herself. The last thing she saw was gold.
"Gold something... ahh what was it! Who could have brought me home? Who would have even known where I lived!" she sat in frustration, criss cross apple sauced. She pouted, wrecking her head trying to think of who could have brought her home.
"Maybe it was the neighbors? Or maybe it was Rei... yeah it was Rei! It had to be Rei! Ill thank him later!" She smiled broadly.
She then shifted her body and placed her feet on the hard, wood floor. She then slowly stood up and took one wobbly step. She suddenly felt dizzy and held onto her head.
"I'm probably just hungry. I mean I haven't ate since..." Sana turned her head towards clock and went wide eyed when she noticed the time.
"2:43!" she yelled. She then clasped her hands over her mouth, realizing everyone was still asleep.
"Let's see.. I left around 6 so..." she counted using her fingers and got a real frustrated look on her face as she counted the difference.
"Gah... I give up! Too much math!" She yelled. Even now, she wasn't good at math. Her stomach then grumbled.
"Looks like my tummy wants some food!" she whispered screamed. Don't worry tummy! I'll feed you right now!" She then walked out of her room and headed for downstairs.
"La la la la la la la la la la." Sana sang quietly as she headed towards the stairs. A flush came from the first door and Sana looked over to her left. The door soon opened and out came her mama.
"Mama!" she whispered screamed again. She jumped on her and hugged her. Misako smiled and patted her daughter's back, relieved she was feeling better.
"You look much better Sana. How are you feeling?" she asked. She did look much better than before. The color on her daughter's face was almost back to normal. She was a bit pale, but she looked pretty much normal.
"I feel fine! I'm just a bit dizzy, but I think it's cuz I haven't ate." she answered with a smile.
"Hmm okay. Just don't make to much noise becau-" she then stopped herself from finishing that sentence. 'Hmm.. I think I'll let her figure out we have a.. guest downstairs.' Misako smiled mischievously as Sana stared at her.
"Umm Mama?"
"Dont make to much noise because Shimura is sleeping and soon I will too!" she scolded.
"Alright, alright!" Sana responded. "Alright goodnight Mama!"
"Goodnight daughter." Misako countered back. But suddenly, Sana remembered something she had to ask her mother.
"Wait Mama!" Misako turned around to face her daughter.
"Yes?" she answered.
"How did Rei know where I was?" the auburn haired girl asked.
"What?" the brown eyed woman asked, slightly confused by her question.
"How did Rei find me in the blizzard? Did you guys put some sorta homing signal so you could always know where I was?" Sana frantically explained.
Misako sweat dropped. Was her daughter really asking that? She then laughed at her daughters denseness.
"What?" the hazel eyed girl questioned.
"Stupid daughter of mine. It was not Sagami who saved you!" she answered.
Sana cocked her brow in confusion. "Th-tehn who was it?"
But when she looked up, her mother was gone and on the floor was a note. Sana bend down, picked it up, and read it.
"I am tired and I need my sleep! Do not think of coming into my room to ask me who saved you! I will not answer! Wait till later! Buh bye! By the way, goodnight daughter." Sana sweat dropped and dropped the note on the floor.
"Darn. I really want to know now." Sana muttered. But as her stomach grumbled, she knew that had to wait for later.
"Well duty calls!" and she raced downstairs.
She stepped into the kitchen rather quickly and headed towards the refrigerator.
"I'm gunna get me some grub and eat eat eat!" she sang while taking out two hot pockets from the plastic bag they were in.
"Hot pockets hot pockets hot pockets. I'm excited to eat a hot pocket!" she continued while putting them in the microwave.
*Crash!*
Sana's heart stopped and she quickly turned around, eyes wide open.
"Wh-what was that?" she asked herself as she looked into the darkness.
She then heard light footsteps and her heart's beat began to quicken.
"Hello? Is someone there? Mama? Mama, is that you?" she quivered with fright.
Her hot pockets long forgotten, she walked forward a bit and heard the footsteps once again.
"Mama? Hey Mama. You got me. I'm all scared now. See!" she pointed at her face. "You can come out now yah know?" She took a couple more steps and the footsteps in front of her grew louder and louder.
The girl gulped and walked towards the light switch. The footsteps were still growing louder and louder until they just stopped. At that moment, a huge gust of wind hit the window and knocked down a pot, shattering on the floor.
"Ahh!" Sana screamed in fear as she raced for her the stairs. As she ran out of the kitchen, she bumped into something hard and stumbled back.
"Oww..." She muttered as she rubbed her now sore nose. The hazel eyed girl went wide eyed as she realized someone was standing in front of her. She couldn't see the face but this person was tall and muscular.
"Please don't hurt me!" she yelled as she backed away.
The stranger sighed. Or what she thought was a sigh, and she heard more footsteps.
"Please!" Sana pleaded once again with tears in her eyes.
"I'm not going to to hurt you."
Sana went wide eyed. 'That voice...'
Sana looked hard at the figure in front of her and could see the outline of the infamous Hayama Akito. She knew his voice anywhere. It was hard to miss it. Suddenly, the lights went on and in front of her stood the blonde haired, golden eyed boy. She gasped at his presence. His hair was uncontrollably wild, his eyes were groggy, he was wearing a black muscle shirt and his black slacks from earlier.
"Ha-Hayama!" Sana questioned.
"What the hell do you think your doing at 3 in the fuckin morning.. some people are trying to sleep." he antagonized while glaring at her. Truth be told, he was exhausted. He needed some sleep.
Sana blanked out a first but she then regained her composure.
"Well excuse me for waking you! You're the one who scared me in the first place! Trying to be sneaky and all! Like seriously!" She yelled and crossed her arms. She scowled at the boy in front of her and grunted.
"Wait a minute.. this is my house! I live here! How in the world did you even get in here! What are you doing here? Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be back at your apartment? What the heck? And why are you wearing that when it's like negative fifty degrees outside!" she ranted on and on, but Akito just ignored her. He sighed and walked past her with Sana still ranting.
"Will you just shut up already.. and pass me a plastic bag." he commanded.
Sana gaped at the boy in annoyance she grunted once again and asked "What do you need a bag for?"
"To pick up this damn mess." he answered, kneeling down gathering all the glass.
"Oh.. okay. Hold on." She walked over to the cabinet and opened it. Inside, revealed a mansion of bags. She grabbed one and closed the cabinet doors. She walked over to the young knight and handed him the bag.
He grabbed it without so much of a word and began to out the trash in the bag. As he scooped up random pieces, the edge of a big piece cut him on his hand. He dropped it immediately, causing it to shatter into smaller pieces.
"Shit..." Akito muttered under his breath as he sucked on the cut. He ignored the sting and continued picking up the glass.
"What happened?" Sana said as she walked over to him and kneeled down.
"Hayama! Your bleeding!" Sana pointed out.
"It's just a cut." he answered. "Wheres the broom so I can gather the tiny pieces."
Sana stood up and grabbed the bag with her. "Don't worry about that. I'll pick it up. Rinse your hand off in the sink over there." Akito nodded and walked over to the sink. Sana might not be a doctor, but she knew how what to do with small cuts like that.
Akito turned on the sink and began to wash off the blood on his hand. He flinched slightly from the pain. He smirked. He could survive near fatal wounds such as stab wounds and such, but flinched from a small cut from a piece of glass? How pathetic.
"Does it hurt a lot?" Sana worriedly asked. Akito looked over at her and smirked once again.
"This is nothing. I've had worse." he replied.
Sana glared. "I was just wondering! Geesh!" she stuck out her tongue and and walked off again.
He sighed once again and turned off the water. He dried off his hand and held onto it to stop the bleeding. He turned off the light in the kitchen and headed back towards the living room. He switched on the light and sat down on the couch where he was currently sleeping.
"Damn piece of glass. One cut and it's bleeding nonstop." he commented after seeing more blood ooze out.
"Gimme your hand!" Akito looked up to see the girl he saved twice sticking out her hand in front of him once again.
"For what.." he replied.
"I'm gunna fix it duh!" she answered with a smile.
"How..?" he asked.
"This!" she placed the first aid kit right in front of him and he sighed once again. She then sat down on the table and placed the first aid kid next to her. She opened it up and took out the necessary items needed.
"Alright! Lemme see your hand!" she commanded as she placed her hand out in between them again.
Akito stared at the hand then looked back up at her. She was smiling at him.. again. It wasn't fake either. It was her pure, genuine smile. His eyes lost their cold look for the second time in two days as he placed his hand in her palm.
A sudden shock ran through his body yet again. He felt vulnerable again. He felt... weak. His heart beat quickened and his muscles tensed.
Sana smiled, but as his hands touched hers, her body went crazy on the inside. The same feeling from earlier when they shook hands came back. Her heart skipped a beat once again. She felt on fire and a giddy feeling rising in her.
'Calm down Sana. Calm down... What is this?' she thought to herself.
"Are you planning on letting me bleed to death?" Sana broke out of her trance as he spoke to her. She blushed sheepishly and let out a small laugh. Akito caught his breath in his throat.
"Sorry haha." Sana then laid his hand on her lap and reached over for the alcoholic wipes and pinchers.
"Don't try anything funny creep." she said. Akito grunted.
"There's nothing to show anyway." Sana twitched. She then pulled out her toy hammer and knocked him in the head.
"What the hell?" the captain said as he rubbed his head.
"Haya-jerk." she mumbled under her breath.
He grunted once more in annoyance and looked the other way. Sana grabbed the alcoholic wipe and began to wipe at the surface of the cut, causing Akito to flinch.
"Sorry. Was I being to rough?" She apologized.
"Your fine." He replied.
Sana then looked for any remaining pieces of glass. As she was about to put the pinchers away, she noticed one tiny piece in his hand. She then moved her head closer and carefully dug the tip of the pinchers into his cut. The blonde eyed boy growled slightly, but ignored the pain.
"Sorry." Sana mumbled. "Aha! I got it!" she said as she plucked the piece out.
"Ahh shit!" Akito slightly yelled. He pulled his hand back and held onto it.
Sana went wide eyed and quickly said "Sorry! Sorry! I'm so sorry!"
"Shut up. It's fine. You just caught me off guard." he replied softly.
Sana relaxed and exhaled. "Good and sorry." she sheepishly smiled.
He frowned. "Stop apologizing baka."
The auburn haired girl giggled and answered "Haha okay. Sorry. Oops! My bad. Sorry. Ahh Sorry I didn't mean to apologize! Ahh!" she ranted, embarrassed.
The golden eyed boy shook his head. "Baka."
Sana stopped ranting and took one look at Hayama's face. He wasn't glaring, frowning, scowling, or etc. He was at peace. His eyes didn't look so.. lifeless. She smiled and began to laugh.
Akito, in slight confusion, caught onto her laughter. "What can you possibly be laughing at.."
"You!" Sana pointed as she grabbed onto a roll of bandages.
He rose his brow.
"Your just full of surprises aren't yah mister?" She giggled as she asked. She placed a band aid over his cut and then proceeded to wrap his hand. She wrapped his hand around his palm and under his thumb. She securely slipped on a clip to make sure it wouldn't come off.
"Ta-da! And your done!" she stood up and stretched. She walked over next to Hayama and sat down next to him.
The golden eyed boy observed his hand and realized that she wrapped it quite nicely. He tightened his hand into a fist and unclenched it once more. 'Not to tight, not to lose... perfect.' But he would never tell her that.
"Are you doubting my skills? Hohoho they are amazingly awesome!" she added on. The wolf captain simply stared at her and responded with "Not to bad."
Sana stared at the boy is anger. She glared at him and said "Not to bad? That's all you had to say? Not to bad? Jeez your so unappreciative! Hmph!" she then stormed off.
Akito watched as she stormed off to the darkness of her home. He sighed for the hundredth time that night and decided to head back to sleep.
"Hey Hayama."
He looked over to his right and saw the hazel eyed girl looking down at the floor. And here was the questioning that he wanted to avoid.
"You're the one that saved me right?" She asked.
Silence once again. He stared down at the floor and leaned his arms on the thighs of his legs as he sat.
Soft footsteps walked over to him and a new weight sat next to him. She didn't sit close enough to where their arms were touching but she sat near enough to where he could hear her humble breathing.
"Yeah." he finally answered.
Sana looked over the boy next to her in somewhat disbelief and awe. He had saved her once again. He had risked his life for her once again. She smiled at him. 'Hayama...'
"Not once, but twice you saved me." she said with pure innocence.
He said nothing as she spoke those words. He wanted to say that it was his job. He wanted to say that he was entitled to protect everyone. He wanted to say that by law, he must. But he couldn't. Not just because he couldn't tell her his secret, but because he didn't have to. He didn't have to rush out of Tysoshi's apartment. He didn't have to go to out into the blizzard to find her. He didn't have to take her home. He didn't have to be here, yet here he was.
"I guess our my knight in shining armor." she said again.
Akito went wide eyed. He almost chocked on his own spit at the mention of the word knight.
Sana noticed the boy's stranger behavior and went to help him.
"Hey! Are you okay?" she asked in concern.
"I only helped you because your a baka. Stupid... always getting yourself into trouble." he answered.
Sana blushed at the boy's words. Sure they weren't nice, but they meant something. She then smiled once more.
"Aww Hayama you're so sweet! You care about me!" She happily said.
"I could care less..." he answered in monotone, his poker face never letting up.
"Jerk..." the auburn haired girl responded. "Way to ruin the moment."
"Hn." was his reply.
They were both engulfed in silence as the master clock ticked time away. None said a word and they sat in comfortable silence. Sana wanted to say something to him, but what was she going to say?
"Hey.." she slowly said.
"Hn." signaling he was listening.
"Did you have a lot of friends back at your old home?" she innocently asked while swinging her legs back and forth.
He was silent for a minute or two, thinking of a way to answer... or if he should really answer that question.
"Were friends you know, so you could tell me." she added in.
Friends. They were friends. He wasn't sure what the real meaning of friends was. Was it someone you talked to everyday? Was it someone you told all your secrets too? Was it someone who helped you in a time of need? Was it someone who you casually talked too? What in the world was the really meaning of friend?
"More like acquaintances." was his answer.
"Acq- what?" she questioned.
"..." No answer. Sana frowned. This was getting her nowhere! She was trying to bond with the boy, but he wouldn't even let her!, They were friends, weren't they? They shook hands and everything!
"You're so DIFFICULT!" she yelled in frustration. "Hayama Akito! You are the most confusing person in the world!" she stood up and pointed at him while yelling.
"Oi, shut up baka. People are trying to sleep."
Sana fumed with anger and crossed her arms, to prove how angry she was. She sat back down and crossed her legs, turning her head away from him.
Once again, silence.
Ten seconds.
Thirty seconds.
One minute.
One minute and thirty seconds.
Two minutes.
"What about your parents? Don't they miss you?" More questions. More unnecessary questions.
His reply? Nothing. Sana waited... and waited... and waited.
'He isn't gunna tell me anything... ' Sana thought to herself, waiting for the dirty blonde to answer.
"...we can't really do anything about it because its there secret to keep. All we could do is hope that they will someday trust us enough to tell us."
'Gahh stupid Hayama!'
"Go to bed."
The hazel eyed girl looked over at the golden eyed boy next to her. She glared at him once again.
"You sir are not my mother! So you can't tell me to do anything!" Again with her tongue sticking out at him.
"Kurata... go to bed." he commanded.
"Nope!" she sat cross legged.
He inwardly groaned. 'Why must woman be so difficult... how troublesome.'
And yet again, they sat in more silence. The master clock ticked away.
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
Though she didn't want to admit it, her eyes were feeling heavy. Her body felt like a weight, waiting to pull her down into the couch. Her shoulders slumped and blinked several times, trying to keep herself awake. Soon enough, she lost her battle with the sleep and fell lightly on the couch. Eyes closed and steady breathing, she laid against the soft surface of the couch, tangled in her own mess.
The bandaged boy looked over to his left and stared at the sleeping girl.
"Baka."
Cautiously, he moved her around so she was comfortable and placed her head lightly on the pillow. He grabbed the extra blankets her mother had given him and covered her once again. He tucked her in like he had done earlier and made sure she was comfortable.
Before he went to the other couch, he stared at her. Her once pale face had regained its original color and her purple lips were now pink once more. She didn't appear to be ill anymore, judging by all the energy she just had. Her soft auburn hair lightly scattered itself on her peach colored skin and her hazel eyes hid under her eye lids.
He had to admit that she was in fact... beautiful. As much as he hated thinking it, he had to admit it. He was a man of truth. He never lied unless it was absolutely needed. This girl was doing something to him and he didn't even realize it till now. She was changing him... he wasn't so worried about the mission anymore. Ever since she had come to his apartment yesterday to make peace, he had a whole new perspective of him.
At first, he thought she entirely annoying and immature, but after careful observation, he came to a conclusion that all that was a facade. She hid everything in her smile. She could be having the worst day of her life and still be smiling. She somewhat reminded him of his co-captain, Kotetsu Kyo.
They were both energetic, obnoxious, talkative idiots. They both cared more fore their comrades then themselves. They were both always smiling no matter the situation. They were both friendly to anyone they met. They were both talkative. The one thing they had in common the most was the need to pester him about everything.
The only real difference between the two was that Kyo was a knight. He had a job, a duty to protect everyone and anything around him. She was a typical school girl. She had a duty to live her life and 'make the best of it'. Then again, they could both be seen the same as them following their own values and morals.
He was defiantly thinking way to much over this. He walked over to the other couch and arranged the pillows he did before on the other couch. He laid down and placed his hands behind his head as he stared at the ceiling once more. His mind began to drift off somewhere and his eyes soon closed. He drifted off to sleep along with the rest of the household.
Low rustling noises filled the air as the eggs on the kitchen stove sizzled. A tempting aroma floated into the midst of the living room and filled the nostrils of a certain auburn haired girl. She sniffed once, twice and got up, with drool sliding down the corner of her mouth.
"Sana dear, please wipe away your drool.. that is very unattractive."
Sana's groggy eyes went wide open and she immediately wiped it from her mouth, blushing embarrassingly at her mother.
"Hehe sorry Mama."
"Come in and eat breakfast now. We have a lot of work to do today." she commented as she slipped into the kitchen. Sana, slightly confused, jumped off the couch and and ran after her mother. She was starving! She never did eat that hot pocket last night because of a certain creeper. Speaking of the creeper...
"Hey Mama! Where's Hayama?" Sana casually asked as she sat in her seat at the dinner table, fork in hand and drool once again sliding down the corner of her mouth and stars in her eyes.
Misako drank her tea quietly and switched on the TV on the coffee table in their kitchen.
"He left a couple hours ago." she answered while taking a sip of her tea.
"Wahh?" Sana questioned while her food was placed in front of her. "in this storm?
"Actually, the storm seemed to have fall over night and once it was safe, Hayama made his way home." She retorted.
Sana then looked out the window as she stuffed food into her mouth, taking big bites at a time. The blizzard did seem to pass but it looked like a mess outside.
"Wahmmmy wubbbald jeashhh!" she said while chewing her food in her mouth.
Sana then was struck by a toy mallet on her head and she cried out in slight pain.
"Owww! Mama!" Sana cried with anime tears.
"Daughter that is very unlady like to talk with food in your mouth. How will the boys ever like you?" Misako scolded.
Sana smiled after she gulped down her food. "More! I need more!"
Shimura came by and took her plate, putting more food on it.
"Boys will like me for me and they will accept me for me Mama! They will love this angel looking face!" she ranted as she put on a sweet, innocent face. "And they will love me when I'm sad and depressed!" she continued as she made a sad, gloomy expression.
"I'm sure Hayama would rather you not eat with your mouth full." She teased while she snickered, covering her mouth her her hand.
Sana immediately blushed and yelled "Mama! There is nothing going on between us! Besides, why would I want a jerk like him! He is so mean, self centered, demanding, and-"
"He saved your life twice, hugged you to share his body heat with you so you wouldn't get frostbite, and tucked you in twice." she finished for her daughter.
Sana stopped mid way of her ranting and gaped at her mother. Her blush increased by ten and she was sure that her face was redder then a tomato.
"He what?" she asked in shock again.
"He saved you and without you knowing, he cared for you." Misako bluntly stated.
"Are we talking about the same Hayama? Blonde hair, gold eyes, his I'm-to cool- for-you attitude, poker faced Hayama?" she pressed once more, still shocked.
Misako sipped her tea and nodded. "He might be dark and twisted on the outside but he is something else on the inside."
Sana sat in silence as she thought over everything her mother just told her. Last night, well early this morning, he was being a stubborn jerk. He didn't tell her anything, he didn't talk to her unless he was ordering her too, and he insulted her. Yet, he was kind enough to care for her. She blushed thinking about the blonde haired boy hugging her and blushed even more thinking about him tucking her in.
'Hayama...'
*Ring!* *Ring!*
Sana jumped at the sound of ringing form the house phone. She got up from the table, her second meal left untouched and headed for the phone. She grabbed it from the middle and pressed it to her ear.
"Hello?" She spoke into the phone.
"Sana!" She recognized that voice form anywhere.
"Naozumi! Whats up?" she asked.
"Damn Sana. You had me worried all night! I thought something had happened to you!"
Sana giggled a bit. 'That Naozumi... always worrying about me.'
"I'm fine silly! I made it home in one piece!"
Naozumi chuckled lightly on the other side of the line. "Yeah that's good to know."
"So is that all you needed?" She asked as she twirled the phone cord around her finger.
"Actually, I was calling to see what time you wanted to meet up later?"
Sana then became confused all over again. "Wait, whats later?"
Naozumi sighed on the other side but laughed again. "Remember, we were suppose to meet up later at the mall? I asked you yesterday silly."
Sana thought back to yesterday and went through each one of her memories until she finally got to when Naozumi asked her out to the mall. She blushed immediately.
"Oh yeah! Well I'm not really sure. Will the malls be opened today?" she asked.
"Well they should be. After all, the plowers have been working all morning to get the snow out of the streets. The schools are still closed but everything else should be opened."
"Wait, what time is it?"
"Umm 12:48."
"i slept that long!" Sana screamed into the phone as she realized the time.
"You just woke up?"
"Hehe yeah." she answered embarrassed.
"Haha wow. So I guess that means that I should pick you up around ?"
"6 should be good." she answered.
"Alright then! 6 it is!" Naozumi said with excitement.
"See yah later Nao! Bye!" she said into the speaker.
"Bye Sana! See yah!" And then the click. Sana hung the phone back and looked straight at the floor. She pouted and crossed her arms together. She felt really confused for some reason.
"Sana?"Misako called out.
Sana looked up at her mother and smiled. "I'm going to the mall today with Naozumi! I have things to do till then!" She then ran upstairs, leaving her mother behind.
Misako narrowed her eyes. 'I wonder...'
Sana fell flat on her bed, arms spread out and looking up at her ceiling. She sighed and bit her lip. Something wasn't right. She felt off. She was confused by a certain blonde haired boy and a certain purple haired boy. One meant so much to her and the other made her worry. Akito's actions confused her. If he didn't care, then why would he go as far as to care for her? He didn't have too. He said he didn't care, but for some reason,s he was doubting that.
Then Naozumi confused her right along next to him. She had totally forgot about it, but when he asked her out to the mall, her heart jumped. What did that mean? Why did she react that way towards him? They were best friends, partners in crime. He was always there for her no matter what it was and vice versa. They had known each other since they were in elementary school! She groaned in frustration and rolled over so she was now laying on her stomach. She buried her head in her mattress and muffled screamed into it.
A lone soul stood outside the balcony of their home and stared out into the city. Sharp eyes concentrated on nothing, stoic face never letting up, and tense muscles never relaxing. His mind drifted into several places, but was wrapped around one sole person: Kurata Sana.
A/N: And this chapter is done! Ahh took me forever! Sorry guys :P lol. For some reason, I'm not to happy with how it came out. Something about it just isn't working for me. I dont know. I hope you guys enjoyed it. I hope their wasn't too much OOC-ness here. I tried my best to keep them in character. I dont know, I just wasn't to happy. Anyways thanks for reading!
Sana: Phew! I'm safe!
Akito: Cuz of me.
Sana: yeah yeah. Don't get to cocky about it mister!
Akito: *Smirks*
Sana: Ahem. Anyways.. don't forget to review! Please let Author-chan know how she did!
A/N: Oh yeah! By the way I will be adding something to the bottom of the chapter. I will give you guys a brief summary of what to expect for the next chapter. Hope you like it.
P.S. Baka means idiot, fool, dummy, stupid, etc. I think you get it.
Next Time On Two Worlds Collide:
Sana And Naozumi take their trip to the mall for their 'date'. Both Naozumi and Sana have something weighing on their hearts, but can they help each other carry their own burdens? Meanwhile, Akito must make a difficult decision that might change everything and Ituko Oshido makes a move. Stay tuned for nest chapter:
Arc 1: A New World Chapter 9: Decisions