Follow Your Heart
By YamiHikari
Disclaimer: I already said I don't own anything! Cut me some slack, people! Joking, joking. Well, I do own my original character/characters, so technically, I do own something. And I already typed this up, so maybe I should just tell you to read the first two chapters.
Author's Note: Huh, how can I write such dark stuff? Though it isn't as dark as the stuff I found on a site I accidentally blundered into. It was scary.(trails off, staring into space) Oh, and for scene shifts, I'll use this: ~, right in the center of the page. ^_^ They're so fun! ~~~~~~~~~~~~ (gets whacked) Owwwwwiiiieee..
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12:30 AM
The team of doctors and nurses worked for the rest of the night, desperately trying to keep the life in the body of Tajima Ryuka. They paused often for quick prayers to what god or gods they had, though they were sure she would die within the hour.
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Gray eyes opened to a world without color. Tajima scanned the rather flat horizon, calm and ready for peace at last. She sensed rather than heard the arrival of someone behind her. Turning, she was met with a recognizable face, one of the five others in the world she suspected she had died in. But he had the cloak of Death, as well as the trademark blazing scythe. He raised it to strike and she waited for the final blow.
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2:45 AM
The machine let out a long beep that went on unstopped.
"Shit! We've lost her!"
Sally wiped perspiration off her forehead. "Not yet, we haven't," she said grimly.
They went back to work, all but Sally feeling that it was useless.
~
Time slowed, and another figure stepped in and parried the blow with the blazing sword that was the insignia of her sect, 01 - Perfection. Surprise showed in Death's eyes, no longer colorless, but violet. Then he bowed his head in acknowledgement and vanished. The second figure turned to face Tajima and she was engulfed in the hue of his eyes. She felt herself being drawn back to the glow of Life.
~
5:00 AM
A machine bleeped and the exhausted doctors stared in amazement. "My God," one mumbled hoarsely, "she's still alive."
Sally lost no time. "Transport her to intensive care ward, make sure that all visitors meet with me beforehand."
"Yes ma'am!" After carefully loading her onto a stretcher, she was wheeled down the hall and to a new room.
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"We're here to see a patient."
Heero and the others waited patiently as the receptionist poised her fingers over the keyboard. "Name?" she asked.
"Well-"
"We don't think anyone knows her name," Duo interrupted.
The girl's expression cleared. "Oh, her. Yeah, she's in really bad shape. The doctors say it's a miracle she made it through the night. I'll send a message to Sally, so please wait for a moment." She picked up a phone. "Doctor Po? Yes, there are people trying to see the new patient. ." Turning to the pilots, she asked, "Names?"
Wufei suddenly snapped, "Listen up, woman, we don't have all day! She should know who we are, who else would try to visit a patient no one else knows about!?"
They all heard laughter from the phone, though the person laughing sounded fatigued. The girl listened, then nodded. "Okay, you're clear. Go right ahead, Doctor Po says she'll meet you there. She's got some questions she wants to ask you anyway. It's Room 1247[1]."
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After some confusion with the signs, which resulted in the pilots getting lost for a little, they finally reached the room.
"Maxwell, remind us to never listen to you again."
"It's not my fault the signs are so damn confusing!"
Sally stepped forward, effectively preventing the would-be argument. "I'll need to ask you to be quiet. Your friend in there's lost enough blood to kill your average person." The way she said average implied that she knew someone else who could also have survived that loss.
Tajima opened her eyes to be met with sunlight and color. Her gaze focused on the group just coming in, especially on Duo and Heero. She smiled slightly, finally able to piece everything together. "It all fits so perfectly. I should have seen before."
Last entering the room, Sally started in surprise, then regained her composure. "I didn't know you were awake. You shouldn't be talking."
Tajima shifted slightly, then glanced sharply down at her arms, bare except for the IV needle. She looked up and stared steadily into Sally's eyes. "You took them, didn't you?" The pilots saw faint panic rising in her eyes, then it being shoved away. "No matter. I know who I'm with now."
"I don't believe anyone's introduced us, so how could you know?"
Another slight smile. "You're the Five. The five Ghunda Pylots[2]." As they stared blankly in shock, she languidly raised a hand and pointed to each of them in turn. "Perfection, Death, Mystery, Compassion, and Justice, am I right? Each in turn the god of one of the sects, 01, 02, 03, 04, and 05."
Duo's eyes cleared. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. we're not gods!" he protested[3]. "We're human, just like everyone else!"
Tajima shook her head slowly. "I saw you as Death. Death gives way to Perfection." Her gaze switched to Heero. "You're the god of my sect." The deliberate and slight inclination of her head seemed to be much more than that one simple gesture. "You brought me back. I thank you."
Heero crossed his arms, startled but not willing to show it. "I'm not a god," he stated flatly. "None of us are gods, just ordinary humans, like Duo said."
"You mean Death." Her voice had gotten softer, close to inaudible. Looking closer, the others saw she was half asleep.
"Out," Sally ordered firmly. "The girl needs her rest and you can visit her later when she's recovered."
The five pilots trooped out obediently.
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[1]- That was my locker number in sixth grade. I just felt like incorporating that in. ^_^
[2]- Gee, now what does that sound like?
[3]- Surprising, especially from Duo. Again, this is a way of showing that they have. matured, grown, adopted new ideas, however you want to term it.
Author's Note - Thanks to Rocky, who gave me the correct terminology for whatever ward!! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!! And I should think that Tajima surviving wouldn't be a shock to any of the readers! One of my friends wanted to know if she WAS gonna live! I can't let my OC die in the third chapter of my ficcie! Oh, and I won't be spending a lot of time on her recuperation. Can you say "boring"?! I'm also considering doing a separate companion fic to this on how she adjusts to using, say a computer, a phone, the shower, etc. since I'm in control and I say that she doesn't know what the hell those things are. But I'm not sure, so if you want to send me your opinion in an e-mail me or say it in a review, go right ahead. Ja!
Disclaimer: I already said I don't own anything! Cut me some slack, people! Joking, joking. Well, I do own my original character/characters, so technically, I do own something. And I already typed this up, so maybe I should just tell you to read the first two chapters.
Author's Note: Huh, how can I write such dark stuff? Though it isn't as dark as the stuff I found on a site I accidentally blundered into. It was scary.(trails off, staring into space) Oh, and for scene shifts, I'll use this: ~, right in the center of the page. ^_^ They're so fun! ~~~~~~~~~~~~ (gets whacked) Owwwwwiiiieee..
* * * * * * * * * *
12:30 AM
The team of doctors and nurses worked for the rest of the night, desperately trying to keep the life in the body of Tajima Ryuka. They paused often for quick prayers to what god or gods they had, though they were sure she would die within the hour.
~
Gray eyes opened to a world without color. Tajima scanned the rather flat horizon, calm and ready for peace at last. She sensed rather than heard the arrival of someone behind her. Turning, she was met with a recognizable face, one of the five others in the world she suspected she had died in. But he had the cloak of Death, as well as the trademark blazing scythe. He raised it to strike and she waited for the final blow.
~
2:45 AM
The machine let out a long beep that went on unstopped.
"Shit! We've lost her!"
Sally wiped perspiration off her forehead. "Not yet, we haven't," she said grimly.
They went back to work, all but Sally feeling that it was useless.
~
Time slowed, and another figure stepped in and parried the blow with the blazing sword that was the insignia of her sect, 01 - Perfection. Surprise showed in Death's eyes, no longer colorless, but violet. Then he bowed his head in acknowledgement and vanished. The second figure turned to face Tajima and she was engulfed in the hue of his eyes. She felt herself being drawn back to the glow of Life.
~
5:00 AM
A machine bleeped and the exhausted doctors stared in amazement. "My God," one mumbled hoarsely, "she's still alive."
Sally lost no time. "Transport her to intensive care ward, make sure that all visitors meet with me beforehand."
"Yes ma'am!" After carefully loading her onto a stretcher, she was wheeled down the hall and to a new room.
~
"We're here to see a patient."
Heero and the others waited patiently as the receptionist poised her fingers over the keyboard. "Name?" she asked.
"Well-"
"We don't think anyone knows her name," Duo interrupted.
The girl's expression cleared. "Oh, her. Yeah, she's in really bad shape. The doctors say it's a miracle she made it through the night. I'll send a message to Sally, so please wait for a moment." She picked up a phone. "Doctor Po? Yes, there are people trying to see the new patient. ." Turning to the pilots, she asked, "Names?"
Wufei suddenly snapped, "Listen up, woman, we don't have all day! She should know who we are, who else would try to visit a patient no one else knows about!?"
They all heard laughter from the phone, though the person laughing sounded fatigued. The girl listened, then nodded. "Okay, you're clear. Go right ahead, Doctor Po says she'll meet you there. She's got some questions she wants to ask you anyway. It's Room 1247[1]."
~
After some confusion with the signs, which resulted in the pilots getting lost for a little, they finally reached the room.
"Maxwell, remind us to never listen to you again."
"It's not my fault the signs are so damn confusing!"
Sally stepped forward, effectively preventing the would-be argument. "I'll need to ask you to be quiet. Your friend in there's lost enough blood to kill your average person." The way she said average implied that she knew someone else who could also have survived that loss.
Tajima opened her eyes to be met with sunlight and color. Her gaze focused on the group just coming in, especially on Duo and Heero. She smiled slightly, finally able to piece everything together. "It all fits so perfectly. I should have seen before."
Last entering the room, Sally started in surprise, then regained her composure. "I didn't know you were awake. You shouldn't be talking."
Tajima shifted slightly, then glanced sharply down at her arms, bare except for the IV needle. She looked up and stared steadily into Sally's eyes. "You took them, didn't you?" The pilots saw faint panic rising in her eyes, then it being shoved away. "No matter. I know who I'm with now."
"I don't believe anyone's introduced us, so how could you know?"
Another slight smile. "You're the Five. The five Ghunda Pylots[2]." As they stared blankly in shock, she languidly raised a hand and pointed to each of them in turn. "Perfection, Death, Mystery, Compassion, and Justice, am I right? Each in turn the god of one of the sects, 01, 02, 03, 04, and 05."
Duo's eyes cleared. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. we're not gods!" he protested[3]. "We're human, just like everyone else!"
Tajima shook her head slowly. "I saw you as Death. Death gives way to Perfection." Her gaze switched to Heero. "You're the god of my sect." The deliberate and slight inclination of her head seemed to be much more than that one simple gesture. "You brought me back. I thank you."
Heero crossed his arms, startled but not willing to show it. "I'm not a god," he stated flatly. "None of us are gods, just ordinary humans, like Duo said."
"You mean Death." Her voice had gotten softer, close to inaudible. Looking closer, the others saw she was half asleep.
"Out," Sally ordered firmly. "The girl needs her rest and you can visit her later when she's recovered."
The five pilots trooped out obediently.
* * * * * * * * * *
[1]- That was my locker number in sixth grade. I just felt like incorporating that in. ^_^
[2]- Gee, now what does that sound like?
[3]- Surprising, especially from Duo. Again, this is a way of showing that they have. matured, grown, adopted new ideas, however you want to term it.
Author's Note - Thanks to Rocky, who gave me the correct terminology for whatever ward!! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!! And I should think that Tajima surviving wouldn't be a shock to any of the readers! One of my friends wanted to know if she WAS gonna live! I can't let my OC die in the third chapter of my ficcie! Oh, and I won't be spending a lot of time on her recuperation. Can you say "boring"?! I'm also considering doing a separate companion fic to this on how she adjusts to using, say a computer, a phone, the shower, etc. since I'm in control and I say that she doesn't know what the hell those things are. But I'm not sure, so if you want to send me your opinion in an e-mail me or say it in a review, go right ahead. Ja!