*raindrop_chan*: Hiya, everybody. Here's the sequel to my first chapter, when Kari…you know. Hey, I'm not in the mood for summaries, okay? Sorry 'bout that. 'kay, this is dedicated to Steph and Amanda. Thanks for dedicating your ficcy to me, Steph!!!!!
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Kari… - Chapter 2: I Can't Live Without You
T.K. stepped timidly up to the secretary, who was working silently at the computer and answering the phone various times. "Hello, this is Tokyo General Hospital – how may I help you…yes…mm hmm…sure…all right. Thank you. Goodbye." The well-uniformed girl hung up with a click.
"Um…miss? Where can I find Kari Kamiya? She…um…just came in yesterday afternoon after a…" here T.K. stumbled over his words, "…car accident."
"Right. Kari Kamiya, you say? Could you just wait a second while I look her room number up in the computer?"
"S-sure."
T.K. waited patiently as the secretary (who had a nametag that said "Amanda" on it in large, bold letters) checked the screen, typed Kari's name in, and nodded her head triumphantly.
"There she is – room number 217. That's upstairs…take the elevator to the second floor and turn left."
"Thank you."
The elevator door closed silently behind him as he stepped out to find Rm. 217 among all the other doors along the long and brightly lit hallway. When he found it, he put his eye to the small window in the door and peered in. "Ack!" he jumped back as a large brown eye met his on the other side. It disappeared and the door swung open.
It was Tai. "What are you doing here??" he growled, quite unlike the friendly Tai T.K. had always met and talked to during his daily visits to Kari's house.
"I…"
"Look at her!" Tai yelled savagely, shoving the door further open and sweeping his arm towards a bed in the corner. On the bed lay Kari…no. T.K.'s mouth dropped open. "Oh, God.." he whispered hoarsely.
"Look at her! Look at what you DID! And you have the fu**ing NERVE to come…to come and do what? Pay your respects?! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE AND NEVER SHOW YOUR FACE TO ME OR KARI AGAIN!!!!!" he bellowed, swinging his fist at the horrified T.K. for good measure and connecting with a crack. He slammed the door as T.K. sat down hard, nursing his bloody nose and wincing as he remembered the sight of Kari on the bed…so pale and covered in bandages. There were IV tubes connected to her face and hands; a steady beeping of the heart rate machine, but…
The nurse clucked sympathetically at T.K.
"There, there. I'll have that bloody nose fixed in no time. Kids these days…" she mumbled to herself as she fixed up T.K.'s nose. Meanwhile, T.K. sat still, his eyes focused on nothing, his mind intent on playing back the nasty images of what had just happened. "My God…I did that to her?" he whispered silently to himself.
He sat there quietly for the next fifteen minutes, thinking, when a loud voice on the hospital intercom interrupted his train of thought. He didn't notice until he caught the end of the urgent sentence.
"…I repeat, doctors for a Kari Kamiya please head back up to her room – patient's heart has stopped and is losing other vital signs quickly!"
T.K. sat stunned as two uniformed doctors rushed past him with a team of determined nurses. They disappeared down the hall in a flurry of white and T.K. shoved himself out of his seat, snapping out of his trance as he ran after them.
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*raindrop_chan*: Sorry, this was kinda short…but the next one will be long, so keep your eyes peeled and PLEEZ review!
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Kari… - Chapter 2: I Can't Live Without You
T.K. stepped timidly up to the secretary, who was working silently at the computer and answering the phone various times. "Hello, this is Tokyo General Hospital – how may I help you…yes…mm hmm…sure…all right. Thank you. Goodbye." The well-uniformed girl hung up with a click.
"Um…miss? Where can I find Kari Kamiya? She…um…just came in yesterday afternoon after a…" here T.K. stumbled over his words, "…car accident."
"Right. Kari Kamiya, you say? Could you just wait a second while I look her room number up in the computer?"
"S-sure."
T.K. waited patiently as the secretary (who had a nametag that said "Amanda" on it in large, bold letters) checked the screen, typed Kari's name in, and nodded her head triumphantly.
"There she is – room number 217. That's upstairs…take the elevator to the second floor and turn left."
"Thank you."
The elevator door closed silently behind him as he stepped out to find Rm. 217 among all the other doors along the long and brightly lit hallway. When he found it, he put his eye to the small window in the door and peered in. "Ack!" he jumped back as a large brown eye met his on the other side. It disappeared and the door swung open.
It was Tai. "What are you doing here??" he growled, quite unlike the friendly Tai T.K. had always met and talked to during his daily visits to Kari's house.
"I…"
"Look at her!" Tai yelled savagely, shoving the door further open and sweeping his arm towards a bed in the corner. On the bed lay Kari…no. T.K.'s mouth dropped open. "Oh, God.." he whispered hoarsely.
"Look at her! Look at what you DID! And you have the fu**ing NERVE to come…to come and do what? Pay your respects?! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE AND NEVER SHOW YOUR FACE TO ME OR KARI AGAIN!!!!!" he bellowed, swinging his fist at the horrified T.K. for good measure and connecting with a crack. He slammed the door as T.K. sat down hard, nursing his bloody nose and wincing as he remembered the sight of Kari on the bed…so pale and covered in bandages. There were IV tubes connected to her face and hands; a steady beeping of the heart rate machine, but…
The nurse clucked sympathetically at T.K.
"There, there. I'll have that bloody nose fixed in no time. Kids these days…" she mumbled to herself as she fixed up T.K.'s nose. Meanwhile, T.K. sat still, his eyes focused on nothing, his mind intent on playing back the nasty images of what had just happened. "My God…I did that to her?" he whispered silently to himself.
He sat there quietly for the next fifteen minutes, thinking, when a loud voice on the hospital intercom interrupted his train of thought. He didn't notice until he caught the end of the urgent sentence.
"…I repeat, doctors for a Kari Kamiya please head back up to her room – patient's heart has stopped and is losing other vital signs quickly!"
T.K. sat stunned as two uniformed doctors rushed past him with a team of determined nurses. They disappeared down the hall in a flurry of white and T.K. shoved himself out of his seat, snapping out of his trance as he ran after them.
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*raindrop_chan*: Sorry, this was kinda short…but the next one will be long, so keep your eyes peeled and PLEEZ review!
