Hopital Love
By: Chibisana
Sana's Note: I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T CONTINUED IN SO LONG! I'VE BEEN REALLY REALLY BUSY! X-X Anyway, enjoy! ^^ ______________________________
Chapter Four:
"Dearest Akito..."
Someone's...calling me...
That's....
Akito slowly forced his eyes open. He blinked at the scene before him. He was staring at himself on Sana's lap in a park.
"I love you....That's why I gave birth to you. You must live on...for me..." (Something like that! @@;)
It slowly faded before him. Akito franticly tried to grab at it. "Don't go!" he heard someone shout, not knowing it was himself. Then...Akito was left in a void of nothing.
A voice from nowhere taunted him. "She never loved you. You were just a stray. You were only a stray dog to her. She doesn't love you. She doesn't love you. She doesn't love you. Your dad doesn't love you, your sister doesn't love you. No one loves you. Everyone hates you! You killed your mother. Demon child, demon child, DEMON CHILD!"
"NO!" Akito screamed. Sweat poured from his face. His heart was beating like a drum in his chest. He quickly took in deep breaths. 'It was a dream...just a dream...'
"Are you alright?"
Akito nearly dies of a heart attack. He stared at Naozumi, who was sitting next to the bed. Akito slowly backed away from Naozumi. "Have...you been here the whole time...?"
Naozumi nodded. "I brought you back to the hospital. Your fever's gone down quite a bit," he added.
"..." Akito just stared at Naozumi. "You touched my forehead...? You stared at me all this time?"
Naozumi sighed. "I've watched you but I didn't touch you."
"Good! Because I don't go that way!" Akito shouted, taking a poster out of nowhere that had the words "NO TOUCHIE!" on it. (Sana's Note: My favorite phrase! ^^)
Naozumi fell over. "I DON'T GO THAT WAY EITHER!"
"Sure you don't, pretty boy," Akito said.
Veins popped all over Naozumi's head. "Hmph," he answered, folding his arms over his chest. "You were having a bad dream. What was it about?"
"..." Images flashed in Hayama's head. Sana crying. Sana smiling. Sana dead....dead... Shivers ran down Akito's spine. "Nothing. It was about nothing."
Naozumi raised an eyebrow. "Was it about...Sana...?" he said finally. ______________________________
"ACHOO!" Sana sneezed. She blinked a few times. 'That's odd,' she thought. 'I'm not even cold.' In fact, Sana was wearing a thick white sweater and a pair of sweats. 'Someone must be talking about me! Akito...maybe?' (An arrow points at her, saying: has givin up on calling Akito Hayama. She shook her head and sighed. 'Probably not.'
"How can I make it up to you, Akito?" she thought aloud. Suddenly it hit her. "Yes! That's it! It's perfect!" she laughed. "You just wait Akito! You'll forgive me yet!" ______________________________
Fuuka sighed and gently jumped onto her bed. She buried her face into her white pillow and groaned. "That idiot...why'd he have to come back?! He was the one who ignored me in the first place..."
Images flashed in her head. Takashi walking past her, his back, his unsmiling face. It was all because...
She sniffed silently. "I hate him...I hate him! Takashi you idiot!" ______________________________
"ACHOO!" Takashi sneezed loudly.
"People growled around him. Someone in the back of the theater shouted, "KEEP IT DOWN!"
He sweatdropped and blushed. "Sorry," he whispered. Then he tilted his head. Was he coming down with a cold? ______________________________
Aya walked through the park slowly. She was feeling lonely. She couldn't think of anywhere else to go. She silently sat down on a bench, and stared in front of her. She blinked as she saw what was in front of her.
A tree, with the words "Tsyoushi & Aya Forever" with a heart around it.
Tsyoushi smiled. "Do you like it?"
Aya smiled back. "I love it!"
"You know, I didn't need to carve this. That's because we'll always be together forever no matter what," Tsyoushi said.
"Ahhh..." Aya whispered and blinked. Tears were streaming down her cheek. She lifted one hand and felt a tear roll over her finger. Before she could stop it, more tears blurred her vison.
"Aya!" Tsyoushi smiled.
"I love you."
"Aya..."
"Love-"
"Only one..."
"Forever!"
"Aya I-"
"No..." she sobbed. "You liar!" She covered her face with her hands and sobbed as rain began to silently fall around her but not on her, as if entrapping her in her own world of sorrow. "You never loved me...never..." ______________________________
Tsyoushi sighed. He stared out his apartment window, and out into the rain. He ran his fingertips across the foggy glass. Rainy days reminded him about the day that he and Aya broke up.
He laughed with the beautiful girl next to him.
"Oh look!" the girl exclaimed. "It's raining!"
"Here," he said pulling up his coat so that she could fit too. She blushed but smiled.
Tsyoushi smiled and then looked up. The smile was wiped from his suddenly pale face. In front of him stood Aya. She held a pale blue unbrella, the one that Tsyoushi just so happen to have givin her for her birthday. She stared at him in silence, and he felt sweat form on his forehead, only to be washed away by the rain.
Aya silently closed the unbrella and walked up to him. "You are your girlfriend here seem to be in quite a fix. Do take this unbrella," she said in a cold, emotionless voice.
The other girl squealed in pleasure, not knowing what was really going on. "Thank you!"
Aya smiled cooly at her before looking at Tsyoushi, who felt a hand painfully squeezing his heart. "Goodbye," she said in a voice that seemed so final. She handed the unbrella to him, before turning and walking away.
"W-wait..." he tried to shout, but only ended up choking and felt a tear escape from his eyes, and run down his already wet cheek. But Aya just disappeared into a crowd.
Tsyoushi sighed again and looked over to his bed. Beside it, layed the unbrella. "Aya..." he whispered. "I'm so sorry...Ah!" He gasped when he saw Aya's back in the park in front of his apartment. Without thinking, he grabbed the unbrella and ran down to the park. ______________________________
"Hmph." Akito frowned slightly. "Why would I dream of her?"
Naozumi groaned. "Oh come on!"
"..." Akito refused to speak. "Hmph." He just truned around and buried himself in white blankets. He instently fell asleep.
"HEY!!!!" Naozumi suddenly took his trumpt out of nowhere and began playing it like a madman but still Akito wouldn't wake up. ______________________________
Sana scanned the shelves in earnest. 'Where are you...AH-HA!' she thought, as she grabbed what she was looking for.
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Sana's Note: You like, you like?! ^^
By: Chibisana
Sana's Note: I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T CONTINUED IN SO LONG! I'VE BEEN REALLY REALLY BUSY! X-X Anyway, enjoy! ^^ ______________________________
Chapter Four:
"Dearest Akito..."
Someone's...calling me...
That's....
Akito slowly forced his eyes open. He blinked at the scene before him. He was staring at himself on Sana's lap in a park.
"I love you....That's why I gave birth to you. You must live on...for me..." (Something like that! @@;)
It slowly faded before him. Akito franticly tried to grab at it. "Don't go!" he heard someone shout, not knowing it was himself. Then...Akito was left in a void of nothing.
A voice from nowhere taunted him. "She never loved you. You were just a stray. You were only a stray dog to her. She doesn't love you. She doesn't love you. She doesn't love you. Your dad doesn't love you, your sister doesn't love you. No one loves you. Everyone hates you! You killed your mother. Demon child, demon child, DEMON CHILD!"
"NO!" Akito screamed. Sweat poured from his face. His heart was beating like a drum in his chest. He quickly took in deep breaths. 'It was a dream...just a dream...'
"Are you alright?"
Akito nearly dies of a heart attack. He stared at Naozumi, who was sitting next to the bed. Akito slowly backed away from Naozumi. "Have...you been here the whole time...?"
Naozumi nodded. "I brought you back to the hospital. Your fever's gone down quite a bit," he added.
"..." Akito just stared at Naozumi. "You touched my forehead...? You stared at me all this time?"
Naozumi sighed. "I've watched you but I didn't touch you."
"Good! Because I don't go that way!" Akito shouted, taking a poster out of nowhere that had the words "NO TOUCHIE!" on it. (Sana's Note: My favorite phrase! ^^)
Naozumi fell over. "I DON'T GO THAT WAY EITHER!"
"Sure you don't, pretty boy," Akito said.
Veins popped all over Naozumi's head. "Hmph," he answered, folding his arms over his chest. "You were having a bad dream. What was it about?"
"..." Images flashed in Hayama's head. Sana crying. Sana smiling. Sana dead....dead... Shivers ran down Akito's spine. "Nothing. It was about nothing."
Naozumi raised an eyebrow. "Was it about...Sana...?" he said finally. ______________________________
"ACHOO!" Sana sneezed. She blinked a few times. 'That's odd,' she thought. 'I'm not even cold.' In fact, Sana was wearing a thick white sweater and a pair of sweats. 'Someone must be talking about me! Akito...maybe?' (An arrow points at her, saying: has givin up on calling Akito Hayama. She shook her head and sighed. 'Probably not.'
"How can I make it up to you, Akito?" she thought aloud. Suddenly it hit her. "Yes! That's it! It's perfect!" she laughed. "You just wait Akito! You'll forgive me yet!" ______________________________
Fuuka sighed and gently jumped onto her bed. She buried her face into her white pillow and groaned. "That idiot...why'd he have to come back?! He was the one who ignored me in the first place..."
Images flashed in her head. Takashi walking past her, his back, his unsmiling face. It was all because...
She sniffed silently. "I hate him...I hate him! Takashi you idiot!" ______________________________
"ACHOO!" Takashi sneezed loudly.
"People growled around him. Someone in the back of the theater shouted, "KEEP IT DOWN!"
He sweatdropped and blushed. "Sorry," he whispered. Then he tilted his head. Was he coming down with a cold? ______________________________
Aya walked through the park slowly. She was feeling lonely. She couldn't think of anywhere else to go. She silently sat down on a bench, and stared in front of her. She blinked as she saw what was in front of her.
A tree, with the words "Tsyoushi & Aya Forever" with a heart around it.
Tsyoushi smiled. "Do you like it?"
Aya smiled back. "I love it!"
"You know, I didn't need to carve this. That's because we'll always be together forever no matter what," Tsyoushi said.
"Ahhh..." Aya whispered and blinked. Tears were streaming down her cheek. She lifted one hand and felt a tear roll over her finger. Before she could stop it, more tears blurred her vison.
"Aya!" Tsyoushi smiled.
"I love you."
"Aya..."
"Love-"
"Only one..."
"Forever!"
"Aya I-"
"No..." she sobbed. "You liar!" She covered her face with her hands and sobbed as rain began to silently fall around her but not on her, as if entrapping her in her own world of sorrow. "You never loved me...never..." ______________________________
Tsyoushi sighed. He stared out his apartment window, and out into the rain. He ran his fingertips across the foggy glass. Rainy days reminded him about the day that he and Aya broke up.
He laughed with the beautiful girl next to him.
"Oh look!" the girl exclaimed. "It's raining!"
"Here," he said pulling up his coat so that she could fit too. She blushed but smiled.
Tsyoushi smiled and then looked up. The smile was wiped from his suddenly pale face. In front of him stood Aya. She held a pale blue unbrella, the one that Tsyoushi just so happen to have givin her for her birthday. She stared at him in silence, and he felt sweat form on his forehead, only to be washed away by the rain.
Aya silently closed the unbrella and walked up to him. "You are your girlfriend here seem to be in quite a fix. Do take this unbrella," she said in a cold, emotionless voice.
The other girl squealed in pleasure, not knowing what was really going on. "Thank you!"
Aya smiled cooly at her before looking at Tsyoushi, who felt a hand painfully squeezing his heart. "Goodbye," she said in a voice that seemed so final. She handed the unbrella to him, before turning and walking away.
"W-wait..." he tried to shout, but only ended up choking and felt a tear escape from his eyes, and run down his already wet cheek. But Aya just disappeared into a crowd.
Tsyoushi sighed again and looked over to his bed. Beside it, layed the unbrella. "Aya..." he whispered. "I'm so sorry...Ah!" He gasped when he saw Aya's back in the park in front of his apartment. Without thinking, he grabbed the unbrella and ran down to the park. ______________________________
"Hmph." Akito frowned slightly. "Why would I dream of her?"
Naozumi groaned. "Oh come on!"
"..." Akito refused to speak. "Hmph." He just truned around and buried himself in white blankets. He instently fell asleep.
"HEY!!!!" Naozumi suddenly took his trumpt out of nowhere and began playing it like a madman but still Akito wouldn't wake up. ______________________________
Sana scanned the shelves in earnest. 'Where are you...AH-HA!' she thought, as she grabbed what she was looking for.
______________________________
Sana's Note: You like, you like?! ^^