Chapter 4
Ryan woke with strange dreams of living in a forest, with many trees and a river, and in the river was a whole school of magicarp, floating dead. It was very interesting. Ryan woke fully feeling rather strange, and he could hear someone near by. It was someone's voice. Ryan knew whom it belonged to... for the moment, he could not pinpoint it, though the low, grating voice seemed very familiar. Ryan opened his eyes to see who it was, and saw Ichiro hovering over him. Ichiro smiled at him. Ryan tried to smile back, but fell back asleep. Several hours later, Ryan woke again, and saw that Ichiro was still in the room, sitting next to him. Ryan blinked, and waited. He didn't fall asleep again. He decided to try to talk.
"Ichiro..." Ichiro looked up.
"Ryan! I was barely able to hear you. Your voice is weak. Is there any thing wrong? Any thing you want, or need?" Ichiro subconsciously took up and held onto Ryan's hand.
"Ichiro... where am I?" Ichiro frowned. Ryan wasn't aware of his surroundings yet.
"You are in the Team Rocket Laboratory Infirmary. You were just in a battle with your brother, and no one knows how the out come was, except that you are here and he is not. You're going to be in here for some time, considering that not only do you have some minor injuries, but you also have a great deal of sickness and pestilence to take care of. And, about the latter two... you aren't going to like some of the treatment..." Ichiro laughed nervously as Ryan gave him a quizzical look, "Ah... for one, you had matted hair, tangled beyond belief, and lice... so for one, all of your hair was cut off. I'm sorry... I know that you liked it long..." Ryan weakly moved a hand up to feel his head. It was rather smooth.
"It's okay... how long do you think I will be in here?"
"I'm not sure. Probably for a month or so. You recover quickly, so maybe less. You don't have any serious wounds, just some bad infections and other things to take care of." Ichiro glanced down at Ryan, who had fallen asleep.
Mason was infuriated, yet also quite tense. His father was gone, dead for all any one knew, and was taken down by his brother, Mason's uncle. This brother was still here, but in the infirmary, critical condition. Mason wished that this was for any damage his father had done to his uncle during the battle, yet the only reason Ryan was in such an ill condition was because he was already ill and weak, and only weakened himself further by fighting and expending his energy. If Makato had hung on just a bit longer, he could have won... Yet now he was gone, dead, missing, which ever. No one was for sure. Only Ryan would know, but he had not said yet, and probably never would say. Mason's mother, Mariana, seemed unsure of Makato's death, and was pacing her room at the moment. This was fine to Mason, yet he was wrought with worry that Ryan may recover and try to attack her sometime during the rest of the day, or in the night. It was said that he had always been jealous of Makato marrying her, but still... Mason decided to try to protect his Kaasan in any way he could. Ichiro had several times now asked if they had any intentions what so ever to visit Ryan, though neither of them returned Ichiro's calls or pages.
Mariana was pondering several options. One, she stay, and raise Mason as well she could, and try to protect him from Ryan, who could very well want to kill them as well. Another was that she could leave, with Mason, to try to find Makato, or to at least be away from Ryan and Team Rocket. Or, she could leave alone to find Makato. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Mason would be better off staying. Ryan wouldn't harm another being unless he had good reason to, and it appeared that his reasoning skills had improved since he was a teenager, as well they should have. Also, Ryan was usually good to his word, so it was even more unlikely that he would harm Mason. Really, at the moment, it was Ryan who was going to need protection from Mason. She knew that Mason would be no danger to Ryan, though, as she knew that Ichiro would care for him diligently. Also, Ichiro was formidable enough that very few ever let the thought cross of crossing him.
Ryan woke with strange dreams of living in a forest, with many trees and a river, and in the river was a whole school of magicarp, floating dead. It was very interesting. Ryan woke fully feeling rather strange, and he could hear someone near by. It was someone's voice. Ryan knew whom it belonged to... for the moment, he could not pinpoint it, though the low, grating voice seemed very familiar. Ryan opened his eyes to see who it was, and saw Ichiro hovering over him. Ichiro smiled at him. Ryan tried to smile back, but fell back asleep. Several hours later, Ryan woke again, and saw that Ichiro was still in the room, sitting next to him. Ryan blinked, and waited. He didn't fall asleep again. He decided to try to talk.
"Ichiro..." Ichiro looked up.
"Ryan! I was barely able to hear you. Your voice is weak. Is there any thing wrong? Any thing you want, or need?" Ichiro subconsciously took up and held onto Ryan's hand.
"Ichiro... where am I?" Ichiro frowned. Ryan wasn't aware of his surroundings yet.
"You are in the Team Rocket Laboratory Infirmary. You were just in a battle with your brother, and no one knows how the out come was, except that you are here and he is not. You're going to be in here for some time, considering that not only do you have some minor injuries, but you also have a great deal of sickness and pestilence to take care of. And, about the latter two... you aren't going to like some of the treatment..." Ichiro laughed nervously as Ryan gave him a quizzical look, "Ah... for one, you had matted hair, tangled beyond belief, and lice... so for one, all of your hair was cut off. I'm sorry... I know that you liked it long..." Ryan weakly moved a hand up to feel his head. It was rather smooth.
"It's okay... how long do you think I will be in here?"
"I'm not sure. Probably for a month or so. You recover quickly, so maybe less. You don't have any serious wounds, just some bad infections and other things to take care of." Ichiro glanced down at Ryan, who had fallen asleep.
Mason was infuriated, yet also quite tense. His father was gone, dead for all any one knew, and was taken down by his brother, Mason's uncle. This brother was still here, but in the infirmary, critical condition. Mason wished that this was for any damage his father had done to his uncle during the battle, yet the only reason Ryan was in such an ill condition was because he was already ill and weak, and only weakened himself further by fighting and expending his energy. If Makato had hung on just a bit longer, he could have won... Yet now he was gone, dead, missing, which ever. No one was for sure. Only Ryan would know, but he had not said yet, and probably never would say. Mason's mother, Mariana, seemed unsure of Makato's death, and was pacing her room at the moment. This was fine to Mason, yet he was wrought with worry that Ryan may recover and try to attack her sometime during the rest of the day, or in the night. It was said that he had always been jealous of Makato marrying her, but still... Mason decided to try to protect his Kaasan in any way he could. Ichiro had several times now asked if they had any intentions what so ever to visit Ryan, though neither of them returned Ichiro's calls or pages.
Mariana was pondering several options. One, she stay, and raise Mason as well she could, and try to protect him from Ryan, who could very well want to kill them as well. Another was that she could leave, with Mason, to try to find Makato, or to at least be away from Ryan and Team Rocket. Or, she could leave alone to find Makato. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Mason would be better off staying. Ryan wouldn't harm another being unless he had good reason to, and it appeared that his reasoning skills had improved since he was a teenager, as well they should have. Also, Ryan was usually good to his word, so it was even more unlikely that he would harm Mason. Really, at the moment, it was Ryan who was going to need protection from Mason. She knew that Mason would be no danger to Ryan, though, as she knew that Ichiro would care for him diligently. Also, Ichiro was formidable enough that very few ever let the thought cross of crossing him.
