Chapter 3
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For the first time in his life Ran found himself tongue tied, not that he was
articulate but never in his career as the 'ice prince' (or so his co-workers
labeled him) was he caught in such a vulnerable state. Those deep
brown eyes starred blankly at him in confusion, leaving him startled
and speechless.
"W-what happened?" the brunette whispered hoarsely, wincing with
every intake of breath.
Grateful for the sudden break of tension, Ran forced himself to concentrate,
features blanketed by an emotionless mask as he forced himself to
reply, "You were hit by a car, you've suffered quite a number of injuries but
you'll survive . . . Do you remember anything at all?"
Ran watched as the other's eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration,
seconds passed by before he answered.
"No . . ."
"No?"
"I can't remember . . ."
That wasn't strange, figuring that it was due to shock from the accident.
"The car was directed towards me but you had saved my life pushing me
out of the way and receiving the hit . . . Thank you . . ."
The brunette merely nodded, but grimaced as that simple action sent
throbbing pain through his head and entire body. Sending his hand to
steady his bandaged head and ease the searing pain.
"Can you tell me who you are?" Ran continued.
It took another eternal moment before he decided to respond,
confusion clearly marring his unusually pale features.
"I don't know . . . why can't I remember?"
Ran could barely notice the carefully hidden hint of
desperation emitted from the slightly younger male.
"You hit your head pretty hard, that would explain
the loss of memory. It's probably temporary . . ." He hoped,
for some strange reason he didn't want to see the young man emotionally
hurt.
Minutes passed by in uncomfortable silence, neither not knowing
what to say. Before Ran got up to alert the doctor of the patient's
gain of consciousness, realization dawned on to him suddenly recalling
the necklace that lay idle on the table.
"Hidaka Ken"
"Huh?"
"That's the name written on the necklace you were wearing before the
accident. It's probably your real name . . ." Ran indicated as he reached for
the necklace then handing it over to him.
"Hi. .da. .ka . . .K .. en" Tongue carefully rolling the words and echoing through his
lips. It felt and sounded familiar . . . "Maybe It is . . . "
"Arigatou" Ken whispered, sincerity evident in his tired voice.
"What?" Ran responded taken off guard.
"Thank you . . . . for being here . . . ." Ken replied before giving in to sleep
and a much needed rest.
Unconsciously, a small smile tugged at Ran's lips. Getting up quietly making
sure he didn't disturb the sleeping patient Ran took one last look at him before
informing the doctor and heading home.
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I slid off my coat before hanging in it on the rack, today has been an unusual
experience alongside the accident that took place not so long ago. What was or
more likely IS happening to me? My usual self would never let down my guard
like that . . .nonetheless to a complete stranger!
A stranger with the most alluring deep brown eyes I've ever seen . . .I shook my
head in denial I was drifting off again and I did not like how that thought would
end, heading to the kitchen I poured myself a glass of orange juice then seated
myself on the soft leather couch. Placing the glass on the table nearby I closed my
eyes for a short rest and found myself thinking about him again, his inability to
remember was strangely worrying me. I pictured his bandaged figure as it was
hooked to so many machines, face contorting with pain with every deep breath
he took in, noting the extent of the injuries I could only imagine the amount of pain
he was going through.
There was something that connected me to him, an invisible string that I couldn't
deny. I had sensed it that day, saw it in his eyes, a pain that was too intense an
emotion that we both shared . . . Betrayal. It was probably that was what had
attracted me to him that fateful day, someone who could understand the pain
but for some reason his seemed deeper and darker . . . . I'm probably
exaggerating I couldn't deduce that much from a single glance that lasted an
instance, but oddly enough I'm not convinced so.
The openness, the irrational kindness were beginning to scare me, I can't
afford to allow my walls to crumble to leave myself vulnerable to pain and
betrayal . . . manipulated like that idiot I had forever condemned in my
heart . . . Never again.
But deep down inside I knew it was different with Ken, maybe we could
be friends God only knew how much I needed one no matter how many times
I contradicted myself.
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Note: Thanx for all your reviews, it keeps me goin ^_^.
Noticed that there is bad spacing between paragraphs in
the chapters, tried reformatting them a couple of times,
please bear with me till I figure the matter out.
Oh and as for Ken's true identiy you'll just have to wait
for fture chapters to find ot ^_________^
Feel free to contact me at arthen@email.com.
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For the first time in his life Ran found himself tongue tied, not that he was
articulate but never in his career as the 'ice prince' (or so his co-workers
labeled him) was he caught in such a vulnerable state. Those deep
brown eyes starred blankly at him in confusion, leaving him startled
and speechless.
"W-what happened?" the brunette whispered hoarsely, wincing with
every intake of breath.
Grateful for the sudden break of tension, Ran forced himself to concentrate,
features blanketed by an emotionless mask as he forced himself to
reply, "You were hit by a car, you've suffered quite a number of injuries but
you'll survive . . . Do you remember anything at all?"
Ran watched as the other's eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration,
seconds passed by before he answered.
"No . . ."
"No?"
"I can't remember . . ."
That wasn't strange, figuring that it was due to shock from the accident.
"The car was directed towards me but you had saved my life pushing me
out of the way and receiving the hit . . . Thank you . . ."
The brunette merely nodded, but grimaced as that simple action sent
throbbing pain through his head and entire body. Sending his hand to
steady his bandaged head and ease the searing pain.
"Can you tell me who you are?" Ran continued.
It took another eternal moment before he decided to respond,
confusion clearly marring his unusually pale features.
"I don't know . . . why can't I remember?"
Ran could barely notice the carefully hidden hint of
desperation emitted from the slightly younger male.
"You hit your head pretty hard, that would explain
the loss of memory. It's probably temporary . . ." He hoped,
for some strange reason he didn't want to see the young man emotionally
hurt.
Minutes passed by in uncomfortable silence, neither not knowing
what to say. Before Ran got up to alert the doctor of the patient's
gain of consciousness, realization dawned on to him suddenly recalling
the necklace that lay idle on the table.
"Hidaka Ken"
"Huh?"
"That's the name written on the necklace you were wearing before the
accident. It's probably your real name . . ." Ran indicated as he reached for
the necklace then handing it over to him.
"Hi. .da. .ka . . .K .. en" Tongue carefully rolling the words and echoing through his
lips. It felt and sounded familiar . . . "Maybe It is . . . "
"Arigatou" Ken whispered, sincerity evident in his tired voice.
"What?" Ran responded taken off guard.
"Thank you . . . . for being here . . . ." Ken replied before giving in to sleep
and a much needed rest.
Unconsciously, a small smile tugged at Ran's lips. Getting up quietly making
sure he didn't disturb the sleeping patient Ran took one last look at him before
informing the doctor and heading home.
++++++
I slid off my coat before hanging in it on the rack, today has been an unusual
experience alongside the accident that took place not so long ago. What was or
more likely IS happening to me? My usual self would never let down my guard
like that . . .nonetheless to a complete stranger!
A stranger with the most alluring deep brown eyes I've ever seen . . .I shook my
head in denial I was drifting off again and I did not like how that thought would
end, heading to the kitchen I poured myself a glass of orange juice then seated
myself on the soft leather couch. Placing the glass on the table nearby I closed my
eyes for a short rest and found myself thinking about him again, his inability to
remember was strangely worrying me. I pictured his bandaged figure as it was
hooked to so many machines, face contorting with pain with every deep breath
he took in, noting the extent of the injuries I could only imagine the amount of pain
he was going through.
There was something that connected me to him, an invisible string that I couldn't
deny. I had sensed it that day, saw it in his eyes, a pain that was too intense an
emotion that we both shared . . . Betrayal. It was probably that was what had
attracted me to him that fateful day, someone who could understand the pain
but for some reason his seemed deeper and darker . . . . I'm probably
exaggerating I couldn't deduce that much from a single glance that lasted an
instance, but oddly enough I'm not convinced so.
The openness, the irrational kindness were beginning to scare me, I can't
afford to allow my walls to crumble to leave myself vulnerable to pain and
betrayal . . . manipulated like that idiot I had forever condemned in my
heart . . . Never again.
But deep down inside I knew it was different with Ken, maybe we could
be friends God only knew how much I needed one no matter how many times
I contradicted myself.
----------------
Note: Thanx for all your reviews, it keeps me goin ^_^.
Noticed that there is bad spacing between paragraphs in
the chapters, tried reformatting them a couple of times,
please bear with me till I figure the matter out.
Oh and as for Ken's true identiy you'll just have to wait
for fture chapters to find ot ^_________^
Feel free to contact me at arthen@email.com.