What Used To Be
Chapter Six
When my eyes shot open they briefly flickered back closed, taking a few minutes to adjust to the stale white light that was shining right above me. 'Am I dead?' That was the first coherent thought to strike my brain. The light... Everyone who had a near death experience always talked about the light...
But then a pair of strong arms tightened around me and I found myself barely able to breathe. 'Maybe I'm being squished to death...' I thought groggily, as I was finally released.
A pair of cerulean eyes focused themselves on me... So familiar... "Ke... Ken-kun....?" I asked barely not believing it. Maybe we were both dead... I hadn't found him... He... But the embrace I had just been released from had defiantly been real. "Of course, who else do you think it is Omi?" He whispered, tears forming in his eyes. "We were... so worried about you... They said, you went in to save me..."
I smiled weakly, "I did."
He stared, "You idiot... Why did you do something like that? I was fine! I had just... Climbed out the window..." The brunette's face was becoming soaked with tears. "You hadn't woken up... It's been over a week, Omi!"
I was surprised to see Ken crying so openly... I mean I was practically a total stranger to him now. There was no need for him to cry... "It's okay, I'm alright... Ken... Just don't cry, hm'kay?" I said, wiping away his tears with my index finger.
He nodded slowly, leaning back in his chair. So beautiful. I sighed sadly, pushing those thoughts away. It was hard enough, seeing him cry, over me... Thinking about how gorgeous he was, wasn't going to help me at all.
"Was everyone okay...?" I asked finally, my voice timid. I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the answer.
"Yeah... Just minor injuries... The fire alarm had been pulled in time. You had the worst injuries of everyone," he said sighing, and glancing over at me. Our eyes locked, but I quickly glanced away. It made me feel to... Well, like things were normal. And they certainly weren't... They hadn't been since the moment Ken had said he'd loved me. He was the braver of the two of us, willing to tell me something like that, even though he figured we would be facing death... I hadn't been about to tell him.
"How bad are mine?" I inquired, pulling the sheet off of me. My legs were covered in bandages, but when I tried to move them there was only minor pain... I quickly recovered myself, a bit embarrassed by the skimpy patient gown that was covering me... Mainly because Ken was here was I embarrassed... He so more than me it seemed by the pink hints that flared on his tanned skin.
"Not as bad as I'd thought when I first saw you.... Your face and chest were fine, and the leg and back burns weren't to bad. You should be released within a couple of days," He said offering me a smile.
I grinned in my usual optimistic manner-This time there was reason to. I would be fine. And Ken was fine... But then my grin faltered, and I slumped back into my pillow. God, it hurt when I thought about him being alright. It hurt so bad, because I knew he wasn't alright. Not mentally. He was missing his entire life... Not that I had been much different. We were in the same boat, except I had, had my life revealed to me in the end. Ken hadn't... I'd never thought about the similarity until now. I'd wanted to know about my childhood so bad... Was Ken the same way?
A nurse bustled in flipping her long black hair over her shoulder, "Visiting hours are over," the woman said coldly as she sent Ken a glare. "And you failed to inform anyone that the patient has woken up," she added sighing.
Ken looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry... I just wanted to talk to him a bit before I did... It was kind of my fault in the first place..." She rolled her eyes, "Everything's everyone's fault in here. Now get out."
The former J-league player, ruffled my honey colored locks, before waving a briefly goodbye and heading out. I was alone, save for the mean nurse who didn't seem to want Ken-kun here. I didn't like her for that... Being mean to my Ken and all.
Ken came to visit each day, and I avoided the subject we had been supposed to discuss the night of the fire. He seemed fine with that however, and often we just sat in a companionable silence. Aya, Yohji, as well as Cherry also came to visit me several times, but not as long nor as often as Ken did. That alone made my life a bit more bearable.
It was after one of the visits I loved so much, that I got a very interesting letter.
'Omi,
Come to 147 South River Drive, this Saturday after you've been released. Come alone.
Signed,
The people you've been looking for'
I blinked, confused beyond all boundaries. Who was I looking for? I reread the letter, which helped in making things click... Well kind of, but I still was pretty confused. I was guessing that it was the person I'd heard on the phone who'd set that damn trap for me, as well as Ken I was sure. Someone certainly had planned to get rid of the both us... Because, there was no way I was going to just stand there and let a building burn down with the boy I loved inside.
I sighed, stuffing the note into my pockets and drifted into sleep. I was going to be released from the hospital in one more day... Then I'd go and look into this little letter I'd gotten. Someone was going to pay for trying to hurt Ken... To ruin the happiness I was so trying to give him.
The next day after they'd given me several check ups I was allowed to check out, and headed home. I was greeted by Cherry who was overly energetic and excited to have me home. She was full of laughter, and had gone all out making me a wonderful and exquisite lunch. After I'd eaten more than I should have I'd excused myself, telling the excited girl I had somewhere I needed to be. She seemed a little bummed, but she merely smiled, and ushered me out making remarks about how I probably had a romantic date with Ken. How I wished she was right.
A/N: ^^; Uhmm, this isn't to cliff hanger-ish! ^_^ Hee-Hee, I'm being so nice today don't you think? *Sigh* Anywho, I've been at camp... *whine* It's all hot and evil-like... If it weren't for that hell, I'd be bale to squeeze out another chapter today... You know this fic, was originally supposed to end at the restaurant with Aya and Yohji?! And then again it was supposed to end this chapter... But the fic just doesn't want to follow my guided path... O.o; My muses are playing with me! ^_^ But that's okay, because I'm really fond of the fic... ^^ And, by the way, I have no intention of killing Omi off. ^^ He's my favorite character, followed very closely by Ken. ^^ And, let alone kill him.. Do it without him getting at *least* a kiss?! No, no, I'm not that cruel. ^_^ Anyways, thank you tons for the reviews! That's what got me off my tired exhausted, tap danced out body to write this. ^^ So yeah, review. I need reviews. I live off them. Seriously.
Chapter Six
When my eyes shot open they briefly flickered back closed, taking a few minutes to adjust to the stale white light that was shining right above me. 'Am I dead?' That was the first coherent thought to strike my brain. The light... Everyone who had a near death experience always talked about the light...
But then a pair of strong arms tightened around me and I found myself barely able to breathe. 'Maybe I'm being squished to death...' I thought groggily, as I was finally released.
A pair of cerulean eyes focused themselves on me... So familiar... "Ke... Ken-kun....?" I asked barely not believing it. Maybe we were both dead... I hadn't found him... He... But the embrace I had just been released from had defiantly been real. "Of course, who else do you think it is Omi?" He whispered, tears forming in his eyes. "We were... so worried about you... They said, you went in to save me..."
I smiled weakly, "I did."
He stared, "You idiot... Why did you do something like that? I was fine! I had just... Climbed out the window..." The brunette's face was becoming soaked with tears. "You hadn't woken up... It's been over a week, Omi!"
I was surprised to see Ken crying so openly... I mean I was practically a total stranger to him now. There was no need for him to cry... "It's okay, I'm alright... Ken... Just don't cry, hm'kay?" I said, wiping away his tears with my index finger.
He nodded slowly, leaning back in his chair. So beautiful. I sighed sadly, pushing those thoughts away. It was hard enough, seeing him cry, over me... Thinking about how gorgeous he was, wasn't going to help me at all.
"Was everyone okay...?" I asked finally, my voice timid. I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the answer.
"Yeah... Just minor injuries... The fire alarm had been pulled in time. You had the worst injuries of everyone," he said sighing, and glancing over at me. Our eyes locked, but I quickly glanced away. It made me feel to... Well, like things were normal. And they certainly weren't... They hadn't been since the moment Ken had said he'd loved me. He was the braver of the two of us, willing to tell me something like that, even though he figured we would be facing death... I hadn't been about to tell him.
"How bad are mine?" I inquired, pulling the sheet off of me. My legs were covered in bandages, but when I tried to move them there was only minor pain... I quickly recovered myself, a bit embarrassed by the skimpy patient gown that was covering me... Mainly because Ken was here was I embarrassed... He so more than me it seemed by the pink hints that flared on his tanned skin.
"Not as bad as I'd thought when I first saw you.... Your face and chest were fine, and the leg and back burns weren't to bad. You should be released within a couple of days," He said offering me a smile.
I grinned in my usual optimistic manner-This time there was reason to. I would be fine. And Ken was fine... But then my grin faltered, and I slumped back into my pillow. God, it hurt when I thought about him being alright. It hurt so bad, because I knew he wasn't alright. Not mentally. He was missing his entire life... Not that I had been much different. We were in the same boat, except I had, had my life revealed to me in the end. Ken hadn't... I'd never thought about the similarity until now. I'd wanted to know about my childhood so bad... Was Ken the same way?
A nurse bustled in flipping her long black hair over her shoulder, "Visiting hours are over," the woman said coldly as she sent Ken a glare. "And you failed to inform anyone that the patient has woken up," she added sighing.
Ken looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry... I just wanted to talk to him a bit before I did... It was kind of my fault in the first place..." She rolled her eyes, "Everything's everyone's fault in here. Now get out."
The former J-league player, ruffled my honey colored locks, before waving a briefly goodbye and heading out. I was alone, save for the mean nurse who didn't seem to want Ken-kun here. I didn't like her for that... Being mean to my Ken and all.
Ken came to visit each day, and I avoided the subject we had been supposed to discuss the night of the fire. He seemed fine with that however, and often we just sat in a companionable silence. Aya, Yohji, as well as Cherry also came to visit me several times, but not as long nor as often as Ken did. That alone made my life a bit more bearable.
It was after one of the visits I loved so much, that I got a very interesting letter.
'Omi,
Come to 147 South River Drive, this Saturday after you've been released. Come alone.
Signed,
The people you've been looking for'
I blinked, confused beyond all boundaries. Who was I looking for? I reread the letter, which helped in making things click... Well kind of, but I still was pretty confused. I was guessing that it was the person I'd heard on the phone who'd set that damn trap for me, as well as Ken I was sure. Someone certainly had planned to get rid of the both us... Because, there was no way I was going to just stand there and let a building burn down with the boy I loved inside.
I sighed, stuffing the note into my pockets and drifted into sleep. I was going to be released from the hospital in one more day... Then I'd go and look into this little letter I'd gotten. Someone was going to pay for trying to hurt Ken... To ruin the happiness I was so trying to give him.
The next day after they'd given me several check ups I was allowed to check out, and headed home. I was greeted by Cherry who was overly energetic and excited to have me home. She was full of laughter, and had gone all out making me a wonderful and exquisite lunch. After I'd eaten more than I should have I'd excused myself, telling the excited girl I had somewhere I needed to be. She seemed a little bummed, but she merely smiled, and ushered me out making remarks about how I probably had a romantic date with Ken. How I wished she was right.
A/N: ^^; Uhmm, this isn't to cliff hanger-ish! ^_^ Hee-Hee, I'm being so nice today don't you think? *Sigh* Anywho, I've been at camp... *whine* It's all hot and evil-like... If it weren't for that hell, I'd be bale to squeeze out another chapter today... You know this fic, was originally supposed to end at the restaurant with Aya and Yohji?! And then again it was supposed to end this chapter... But the fic just doesn't want to follow my guided path... O.o; My muses are playing with me! ^_^ But that's okay, because I'm really fond of the fic... ^^ And, by the way, I have no intention of killing Omi off. ^^ He's my favorite character, followed very closely by Ken. ^^ And, let alone kill him.. Do it without him getting at *least* a kiss?! No, no, I'm not that cruel. ^_^ Anyways, thank you tons for the reviews! That's what got me off my tired exhausted, tap danced out body to write this. ^^ So yeah, review. I need reviews. I live off them. Seriously.