It's been the fourth day since I found myself awakening to the now
familiar white walls of the hospital room. My whole body continued
to ache but not in comparison to the intensifying migraines that kept
attacking every other while, I never realized its strength until the effects
of the sedatives started to wear away . . .
Ever since I had awaken that nice red head; whom I later learned
was named Ran would visit and we would spent time either sitting
in comfortable silence or hold small conversations which I usually
had to strike up, although he didn't seem like the type of guy who
talked much I loved his company and support. Thinking of which,
he should be here any time soon.
My thoughts were forced to a halt to the sound of a knock against
the door, I indicated for the person to enter anticipating it to be Ran.
However I wasn't all that disappointed as I recognized the mass of
pepper streaked hair popping its way into my room through the
door.
"Good Afternoon, Ken-kun!"
I greeted him with a contented smile in reply; I purely enjoyed
Akira-san's company. He would randomly drop by when he was
free or carrying out a few simple check ups. I had been told that my
sudden lack of memory is due to a case of amnesia and the doctors
were clueless as to when I'd be able to get my memory back. I had
been clearly disappointed; I hated the constant confusion that
etched at me. Akira-san had picked up on the mood assuring me
that I would gain my memory in due time and tried his best to
lighten me up, since then we've hit it off and during those brief
periods we had spent time together I had learned of his family and
his little grandson he adored so much.
"How are you holding up today?"
"Not bad, my body is still sour but these migraines are a killer . . ."
"Don't worry you'll have to bear with them for a while, but they'll
fade out eventually . . ."
If only he knew how much I wanted to rip off my head from the
pain, I silently thought to myself. The pain was simply unbearable
and I had opted to voice out so.
"Is there anyway to numb the pain?"
"I could subscribe some painkillers but I believe your system's
been sedated enough . . ." he replied with empathy, knowing full
well of my distaste to painkillers, I hated its after effects and how it
left me woozy.
Pouting, I was too wrapped up in my misfortune to notice Ran's
presence as he leaned against the doorframe, smirking at my
childish expression. Noticing that I had caught him in the act, I felt
my heart sink as his smirk quickly faded to be replaced by his usual
stoic mask that I had grown so accustomed to.
Gathering up my most sincere smile I decided to greet him, "Hi
Ran".
"Hello" he curtly replied, then lightly shook his head towards the
doctor acknowledging him.
"Will you be standing there all day, or are you hoping for the chair
to come for you?" I casually commented.
He merely nodded before he took a seat by his usual place beside
my bed. Sensing that it was his time to leave, Akira briefly glanced
at his wrist watch; he looked up then mentioned something about a
meeting he had to attend to. On his was to the door he stopped
midway before directing his gaze back at me.
"I had nearly forgotten the main reason why I had decided to see
you Ken-kun . . ." A dawning yet contented look gracing his elderly
features.
"I had been discussing this with a few of my colleagues, and noting
your quick recovery you'll be released by the end of this week" he
continued this time capturing both me and Ran's attention.
I guess Akira-san had been awaiting the look of happiness that
surged through me; otherwise he wouldn't have made the effort to
deliver the news himself. At that moment the throbbing pain was
forgotten as I saw myself out of these confined walls within the
next few days, I was too wrapped up in my thoughts that I hardly
digested what the doctor uttered before disappearing out the door . . .
something about being late. I turned my head towards Ran intent
on giving him my full attention smile still intact from the good
news, and noticed the suppressed glint of joy radiating from his eyes
only to be quickly replaced by a pondering look moments later.
"Ran, what's wrong?" I questioned with a hint of confusion.
He took a while before he decided to answer, targeting his
thoughtful look at me.
"Have you thought of what you are going to do once you are out?"
I was taken slightly aback by his question. True the subject did pop
in my mind once in a while, but most of the time I had been too
engrossed in the pain or knocked out by the sedatives to give it
much thought. The weight of his question had hit me hard.
"I haven't thought about it, but I figure that I'll manage on my
own." Somehow, that seemed convincing and deep down I knew
that I could rely on myself but another part of me feared something
that I couldn't point my finger at.
Ran continued to sit quietly before his eyes took on a new resolve.
"You still need time to heal before you set off on your own. I
suggest you stay with me for a few days before you get back on
your own two feet."
To say that I had been taken aback for the second time was an
understatement, I was completely shocked!
"Thanks . . . . but I don't want to cause -"
"No buts" He insisted while cutting me off, yet that didn't stop me
from noting his slight nervousness.
"A-arigatou" I thanked him again, still shocked but happier.
familiar white walls of the hospital room. My whole body continued
to ache but not in comparison to the intensifying migraines that kept
attacking every other while, I never realized its strength until the effects
of the sedatives started to wear away . . .
Ever since I had awaken that nice red head; whom I later learned
was named Ran would visit and we would spent time either sitting
in comfortable silence or hold small conversations which I usually
had to strike up, although he didn't seem like the type of guy who
talked much I loved his company and support. Thinking of which,
he should be here any time soon.
My thoughts were forced to a halt to the sound of a knock against
the door, I indicated for the person to enter anticipating it to be Ran.
However I wasn't all that disappointed as I recognized the mass of
pepper streaked hair popping its way into my room through the
door.
"Good Afternoon, Ken-kun!"
I greeted him with a contented smile in reply; I purely enjoyed
Akira-san's company. He would randomly drop by when he was
free or carrying out a few simple check ups. I had been told that my
sudden lack of memory is due to a case of amnesia and the doctors
were clueless as to when I'd be able to get my memory back. I had
been clearly disappointed; I hated the constant confusion that
etched at me. Akira-san had picked up on the mood assuring me
that I would gain my memory in due time and tried his best to
lighten me up, since then we've hit it off and during those brief
periods we had spent time together I had learned of his family and
his little grandson he adored so much.
"How are you holding up today?"
"Not bad, my body is still sour but these migraines are a killer . . ."
"Don't worry you'll have to bear with them for a while, but they'll
fade out eventually . . ."
If only he knew how much I wanted to rip off my head from the
pain, I silently thought to myself. The pain was simply unbearable
and I had opted to voice out so.
"Is there anyway to numb the pain?"
"I could subscribe some painkillers but I believe your system's
been sedated enough . . ." he replied with empathy, knowing full
well of my distaste to painkillers, I hated its after effects and how it
left me woozy.
Pouting, I was too wrapped up in my misfortune to notice Ran's
presence as he leaned against the doorframe, smirking at my
childish expression. Noticing that I had caught him in the act, I felt
my heart sink as his smirk quickly faded to be replaced by his usual
stoic mask that I had grown so accustomed to.
Gathering up my most sincere smile I decided to greet him, "Hi
Ran".
"Hello" he curtly replied, then lightly shook his head towards the
doctor acknowledging him.
"Will you be standing there all day, or are you hoping for the chair
to come for you?" I casually commented.
He merely nodded before he took a seat by his usual place beside
my bed. Sensing that it was his time to leave, Akira briefly glanced
at his wrist watch; he looked up then mentioned something about a
meeting he had to attend to. On his was to the door he stopped
midway before directing his gaze back at me.
"I had nearly forgotten the main reason why I had decided to see
you Ken-kun . . ." A dawning yet contented look gracing his elderly
features.
"I had been discussing this with a few of my colleagues, and noting
your quick recovery you'll be released by the end of this week" he
continued this time capturing both me and Ran's attention.
I guess Akira-san had been awaiting the look of happiness that
surged through me; otherwise he wouldn't have made the effort to
deliver the news himself. At that moment the throbbing pain was
forgotten as I saw myself out of these confined walls within the
next few days, I was too wrapped up in my thoughts that I hardly
digested what the doctor uttered before disappearing out the door . . .
something about being late. I turned my head towards Ran intent
on giving him my full attention smile still intact from the good
news, and noticed the suppressed glint of joy radiating from his eyes
only to be quickly replaced by a pondering look moments later.
"Ran, what's wrong?" I questioned with a hint of confusion.
He took a while before he decided to answer, targeting his
thoughtful look at me.
"Have you thought of what you are going to do once you are out?"
I was taken slightly aback by his question. True the subject did pop
in my mind once in a while, but most of the time I had been too
engrossed in the pain or knocked out by the sedatives to give it
much thought. The weight of his question had hit me hard.
"I haven't thought about it, but I figure that I'll manage on my
own." Somehow, that seemed convincing and deep down I knew
that I could rely on myself but another part of me feared something
that I couldn't point my finger at.
Ran continued to sit quietly before his eyes took on a new resolve.
"You still need time to heal before you set off on your own. I
suggest you stay with me for a few days before you get back on
your own two feet."
To say that I had been taken aback for the second time was an
understatement, I was completely shocked!
"Thanks . . . . but I don't want to cause -"
"No buts" He insisted while cutting me off, yet that didn't stop me
from noting his slight nervousness.
"A-arigatou" I thanked him again, still shocked but happier.