A/N: Hey! Here's the next chapter, this one's VERY sad....But I assure you
it won't be the last....Oh well....Now I think you spell it Fuuka....I only
have two reviews. ...Oh well...too bad for the non-reviewers...they won't
see their name in....pixels....oh never mind. The reviews are only from D-
Yai and someone else (sorry if that's harsh..) so no reviews! (I can't
spell the other person's name...) Oh yeah, I just noticed there's no
Naozumi right now...I haven't read that manga when he comes, so you'll just
have to live without him!
Disclaimer: don't own, never will own!
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Chapter 4 - Near the End
"And our top story, a shooting at the popular japanese night club, Namuri Bar. Performing there was famous child star from Japan, Sana Kurata. She was shot last night at the famed bar. She is in critical condition at the moment, her whereabouts are disclosed by family and friends. Police investagating at the scene could only find the gun, it's serial number scratched out and bullets all gone. More on our top story later or when we get more information."
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"Sana, honey..." moaned Mariko. She had traveled all the way from Tokyo to be at her daughter's side at what seemed to be her last moments. Sana was moaning and groaning. Rei was in the room too, looking at his watch and glancing at Sana every once and a while. At the site of the moaning Sana, he shut his eyes tight and cursed under his breath. Everyone else was waiting outside, possibly expecting the worst. Hayama acted much like Rei, only instead of glancing at Sana, he stared at the door. Whenever he cursed, everyone would look at him until Tsuyoshi told them to stop. Aya and Fuuka talked sadly among each other. They were saying what seemed to be speechs for Sana's funeral. Tsuyoshi was nodding in and out of sleep. Hisae and Natsumi just stared worriedly at the door, shaking their heads every once and a while to stop their gaze. Mr. Hayama was out, no one knew where.
After what seemed to be forever, but was actually about an hour, a doctor went into the room, assuring the gang that "Sana would"...but then shook his head and went in. "Now, Miss Kurata," the doctor started sadly, "You're daughter is in very critical condition. The shooter shot her squarely in the chest, very close to her heart." Mariko shed a silent tear. She then started to cry, tears flowing down as fast as they would in a rushing river. Rei started shouting curses and walked out the door. Sana started gasping loudly and got silent again. 'Beep...Beep...Beep..Beep...Beep' her heart monitor rang. Mariko prayed the monitor wouldn't go flat. She prayed on all her fortune that it woudn't.
The doctor looked at the heart monitor and shook his head sadly. "I'm sorry, Miss Krutat.." "Kurata." Mariko corrected. "Yes, Kurata...She doesn't have much a chance at surviving. Either she dies here or must live on life support for the rest of her life. It's your choice, since Sana is still unconsious." Miss Kurata thought about what Sana said a few nights before. "Someone will murder me mama...." Mariko thought more. "They know my pain...they will do it for me..." She pictured Sana's face glowing with tears. She returned from her deep thought and answered seriously, "Let her die. She will want to die. She told me with a face glowing with tears." The doctor nodded sadly. "We could keep her here for a while." Mariko nodded again. "Contact me as soon as she wakes up." she said. She took her duffle bag and left. "What a fallen apart family...." the doctor muttered.
'Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep' The doctor looked up. There was a straight glowing green line across the heart monitor. "Oh no!" he exclaimed. "WHAT?!" Mariko burst into the room. 'Boop....beep....boop....beep' The doctor was almost scared to death. "Oh.." said Mariko. "I thought something happened..." She closed the door again, taking her place outside. "Maybe..." the doctor guessed, "The shock oh her mother bursting into the room unexpectedly may have acted like a defillibrator (A/N: I'm not sure how to spell it) so her heart got a sudden surge."
"She was a great friend..." "And a great actress..." "And a great singer...." "And helped out a lot..." Aya and Fuuka were practicing their speeches for Sana's wake and funeral. Aya broke down in tears. "Wah...I'm gonna miss Sana....I'm so sorry about siding with Hisae and saying she was evil....." Hisae joined the mourning. "I'm so sorry about that too!" she cried! They all started to cry uncontrolably. "WE'LL MISS YOU, SANA!" Hayama found this annoying. He tried to make them feel better, but not get their hopes down. "She's not dead yet." he said, pressing his ear against the door. He could hear her heart monitor go 'Beep, beep, beep'. Natsumi soon stopped his spying. "What if the doctor comes out and you get knocked out because your big head is in the way of the door?!" Hayama gave a little "Hmph." and sat down. "You would wanna find out how your friend is doing if she's on the verge of dying." he pouted.
Soon after Hayama got off the door, it opened. Natsumi stuck his tounge out at him and gave him an I told you so. The doctor had a sad look on his face. As soon as he opened it, Mariko rushed in. Everyone looked at the door as the doctor opened it and motioned her mother to come out and hear the news. "Sana will have to stay here for a while. There's a hotel next door, but I advise you to stay here until I give the word. Downstairs there having a seminar or two, maybe it'll help your mourning." Everyone nodded and left, but Hayama stayed put. "Aren't you going?" the doctor asked him. "Look," Hayama started. "I don't wanna be too far away from her when these could be her last moments." "Fine, then come in." Hayama followed the doctor into Sana's room.
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"Death!" the speaker exclaimed. "What is it, really? What is, Death?! We feel that we do not know all about it, all we know, is that it is our destiny! No one in this world is immortal! We know that! Life is just a preperation for the afterlife! Heaven! Or hell, if your prep is not good!"
Tsuyoshi, Aya, Fuuka, Mariko, Rei, Natsumi and Hisae listened to the speaker at a seminar at the hospital. It was about, well, death. The doctor assured them that this would help their mourning, but the only person that found that light in the seminar was Hisae. "I get it!" Everyone else longed for a translation, and the only one that could give one to them was Hisae. "He means," she explained, "That life is actually a prep for afterlife, and how you do in your first life will reflect your fate in the afterlife." Everyone nodded, but still seemed confused. Hisae, with a hurt look on her favce for who knows why stomped out the door when the speaker finished.
"I still don't get how this'll help our mourning of Sana." said Tsuyoshi confusedly (A/N: dunno if there's such a word...). "Cause," Aya explained. "It'll assure us that Sana'll be safe." Fuuka started to cry again. "Wha? What did I say?"
"Hey, where's Hayama?" asked Natsumi.
"Upstairs." answered Rei. "He wanted to be with Sana during her 'last moments'."
"Oooohhh." Natsumi replied.
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"Is she gonna be alright?" Hayama asked with a worried tremble in his voice. Sana took two deep breaths. She gasped and gasped. "Well," the doctor started. "She doesn't have much a chance. I gave her mother the choice of either keeping her here on life support or letting her die. Unfortunately, Miss Kurata chose to let her die, so thes may as well be her last moments." "Oh, like that's supposed to make me feel better." "You chose to hear that." "I wanted it included with an 'I'm sorry' or a hug...?" "I'm not gay." "You might as well be. Not many men are nurses." "That's it, out!" "Fine, just call me when Sana dies." Hayama stormed out the door angrily, yet cooly. "And I'm not a nurse!" Hayama heard the doctor call from outside. "I'm a doctor! A trained one, too!"
On his way downstairs to meet the others, he looked in other people's rooms. Well, if the door was opened. In one of them , was a boy that looked much like Hayama did when he was in 6th grade. That was the year he met Sana. He was sitting there all by himself. He then watched a girl, that looked much like Sana come in and comfort him. "Don't worry, I'm here!" she said.
Hayama started to archive memories from their past. He had to look hard, though he'd been living with the Kuratas for about a year. He didn't think that this was the way the Kurata Sana legacy would end. He imagined her living to be in movies and performing till she was 70. He watched the two children and thought more about Sana.
Disclaimer: don't own, never will own!
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Chapter 4 - Near the End
"And our top story, a shooting at the popular japanese night club, Namuri Bar. Performing there was famous child star from Japan, Sana Kurata. She was shot last night at the famed bar. She is in critical condition at the moment, her whereabouts are disclosed by family and friends. Police investagating at the scene could only find the gun, it's serial number scratched out and bullets all gone. More on our top story later or when we get more information."
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"Sana, honey..." moaned Mariko. She had traveled all the way from Tokyo to be at her daughter's side at what seemed to be her last moments. Sana was moaning and groaning. Rei was in the room too, looking at his watch and glancing at Sana every once and a while. At the site of the moaning Sana, he shut his eyes tight and cursed under his breath. Everyone else was waiting outside, possibly expecting the worst. Hayama acted much like Rei, only instead of glancing at Sana, he stared at the door. Whenever he cursed, everyone would look at him until Tsuyoshi told them to stop. Aya and Fuuka talked sadly among each other. They were saying what seemed to be speechs for Sana's funeral. Tsuyoshi was nodding in and out of sleep. Hisae and Natsumi just stared worriedly at the door, shaking their heads every once and a while to stop their gaze. Mr. Hayama was out, no one knew where.
After what seemed to be forever, but was actually about an hour, a doctor went into the room, assuring the gang that "Sana would"...but then shook his head and went in. "Now, Miss Kurata," the doctor started sadly, "You're daughter is in very critical condition. The shooter shot her squarely in the chest, very close to her heart." Mariko shed a silent tear. She then started to cry, tears flowing down as fast as they would in a rushing river. Rei started shouting curses and walked out the door. Sana started gasping loudly and got silent again. 'Beep...Beep...Beep..Beep...Beep' her heart monitor rang. Mariko prayed the monitor wouldn't go flat. She prayed on all her fortune that it woudn't.
The doctor looked at the heart monitor and shook his head sadly. "I'm sorry, Miss Krutat.." "Kurata." Mariko corrected. "Yes, Kurata...She doesn't have much a chance at surviving. Either she dies here or must live on life support for the rest of her life. It's your choice, since Sana is still unconsious." Miss Kurata thought about what Sana said a few nights before. "Someone will murder me mama...." Mariko thought more. "They know my pain...they will do it for me..." She pictured Sana's face glowing with tears. She returned from her deep thought and answered seriously, "Let her die. She will want to die. She told me with a face glowing with tears." The doctor nodded sadly. "We could keep her here for a while." Mariko nodded again. "Contact me as soon as she wakes up." she said. She took her duffle bag and left. "What a fallen apart family...." the doctor muttered.
'Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep' The doctor looked up. There was a straight glowing green line across the heart monitor. "Oh no!" he exclaimed. "WHAT?!" Mariko burst into the room. 'Boop....beep....boop....beep' The doctor was almost scared to death. "Oh.." said Mariko. "I thought something happened..." She closed the door again, taking her place outside. "Maybe..." the doctor guessed, "The shock oh her mother bursting into the room unexpectedly may have acted like a defillibrator (A/N: I'm not sure how to spell it) so her heart got a sudden surge."
"She was a great friend..." "And a great actress..." "And a great singer...." "And helped out a lot..." Aya and Fuuka were practicing their speeches for Sana's wake and funeral. Aya broke down in tears. "Wah...I'm gonna miss Sana....I'm so sorry about siding with Hisae and saying she was evil....." Hisae joined the mourning. "I'm so sorry about that too!" she cried! They all started to cry uncontrolably. "WE'LL MISS YOU, SANA!" Hayama found this annoying. He tried to make them feel better, but not get their hopes down. "She's not dead yet." he said, pressing his ear against the door. He could hear her heart monitor go 'Beep, beep, beep'. Natsumi soon stopped his spying. "What if the doctor comes out and you get knocked out because your big head is in the way of the door?!" Hayama gave a little "Hmph." and sat down. "You would wanna find out how your friend is doing if she's on the verge of dying." he pouted.
Soon after Hayama got off the door, it opened. Natsumi stuck his tounge out at him and gave him an I told you so. The doctor had a sad look on his face. As soon as he opened it, Mariko rushed in. Everyone looked at the door as the doctor opened it and motioned her mother to come out and hear the news. "Sana will have to stay here for a while. There's a hotel next door, but I advise you to stay here until I give the word. Downstairs there having a seminar or two, maybe it'll help your mourning." Everyone nodded and left, but Hayama stayed put. "Aren't you going?" the doctor asked him. "Look," Hayama started. "I don't wanna be too far away from her when these could be her last moments." "Fine, then come in." Hayama followed the doctor into Sana's room.
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"Death!" the speaker exclaimed. "What is it, really? What is, Death?! We feel that we do not know all about it, all we know, is that it is our destiny! No one in this world is immortal! We know that! Life is just a preperation for the afterlife! Heaven! Or hell, if your prep is not good!"
Tsuyoshi, Aya, Fuuka, Mariko, Rei, Natsumi and Hisae listened to the speaker at a seminar at the hospital. It was about, well, death. The doctor assured them that this would help their mourning, but the only person that found that light in the seminar was Hisae. "I get it!" Everyone else longed for a translation, and the only one that could give one to them was Hisae. "He means," she explained, "That life is actually a prep for afterlife, and how you do in your first life will reflect your fate in the afterlife." Everyone nodded, but still seemed confused. Hisae, with a hurt look on her favce for who knows why stomped out the door when the speaker finished.
"I still don't get how this'll help our mourning of Sana." said Tsuyoshi confusedly (A/N: dunno if there's such a word...). "Cause," Aya explained. "It'll assure us that Sana'll be safe." Fuuka started to cry again. "Wha? What did I say?"
"Hey, where's Hayama?" asked Natsumi.
"Upstairs." answered Rei. "He wanted to be with Sana during her 'last moments'."
"Oooohhh." Natsumi replied.
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"Is she gonna be alright?" Hayama asked with a worried tremble in his voice. Sana took two deep breaths. She gasped and gasped. "Well," the doctor started. "She doesn't have much a chance. I gave her mother the choice of either keeping her here on life support or letting her die. Unfortunately, Miss Kurata chose to let her die, so thes may as well be her last moments." "Oh, like that's supposed to make me feel better." "You chose to hear that." "I wanted it included with an 'I'm sorry' or a hug...?" "I'm not gay." "You might as well be. Not many men are nurses." "That's it, out!" "Fine, just call me when Sana dies." Hayama stormed out the door angrily, yet cooly. "And I'm not a nurse!" Hayama heard the doctor call from outside. "I'm a doctor! A trained one, too!"
On his way downstairs to meet the others, he looked in other people's rooms. Well, if the door was opened. In one of them , was a boy that looked much like Hayama did when he was in 6th grade. That was the year he met Sana. He was sitting there all by himself. He then watched a girl, that looked much like Sana come in and comfort him. "Don't worry, I'm here!" she said.
Hayama started to archive memories from their past. He had to look hard, though he'd been living with the Kuratas for about a year. He didn't think that this was the way the Kurata Sana legacy would end. He imagined her living to be in movies and performing till she was 70. He watched the two children and thought more about Sana.