I was caught somewhere between my dream world and the real world.
Everything around me was so warm, and even though I hated the heat, I
welcomed it and snuggled up in it. The yellow light disappeared as my face
snuggled into the warmth and I sighed. I just wanted to forget everything,
I was perfectly happy right here.
Someone shook my shoulders, and used to my old habits, I snapped at what I thought to be my brother. My hand went up and slapped someone in the face, hard. It was so hard that my hand was still stinging with pain when I brought it back to my body.
Then my eyes snapped opened, and I remembered that my brother wasn't with me. I sat up and started apologizing right away, but stopped when I didn't see anyone there.
The room was different than my own room. I put my feet on the floor, wondering where on Earth I was. I looked down at the floor at the sound of a low groan.
Yusuke slowly got up, clutching his cheek. "Wow, you got a killer punch." He laughed.
"Is this.your room?" I asked. It didn't seem like it, but who knew? Yusuke laughed again and shook his head.
"No way! This is Kurama's. He's the one you gave you the medicine so that you would feel better. He's downstairs now, and making a snack. I'm sure you're hungry." He offered me his hand. I slapped it away and got up on my own, but then the world got dizzy again.
"It's okay. I'll get Kurama to bring it up here for you." He smiled, sensing my dizzyness. I stopped him from leaving.
"What.happened? How long have I been here? And who is Kurama?" I started, blurting out questions. He grinned.
"I'll explain over your snack okay?" I stared at him for a moment, and then lied down on the soft bed.
"Okay."I agreed, even though I hardly knew him. I don't know, maybe it was because I seemed to recall his face somewhere that I started to trust him. I heard the door close with a soft click. I sighed. My stomach felt extremely empty, like I haven't eaten for days.
The door opened again, but I didn't look up. "Hello there." A different voice said. I looked up. The boy with red hair smiled back at me.
"I'm Kurama. Here, I brought you something to eat." He handed me the tray, and I inspected it, and then pushed it away. I sat crossed legged at the small table and leaned foreword.
"Where.what.what happened?" I asked.
"You fainted. I took you to my home and helped your wounds heal. You've been here for about a day." He explained. I shook my head.
"No, I mean, what was that thing?" his smile faded, his face impassive. He looked down.
"I'm not sure myself." the doorbell rang, then rang again when no one answered it. "Excuse me, I have to get that." I just nodded, and watched him leave. I stared at my food, then picked at it with a fork. I took a sip of the water, and ate a bit of the ramen. It was pretty good.
Kurama wasn't back by the time I finished my plate, so I got up and walked out very slowly. The world was still dizzy to me, and I had to place my hands against the walls for balance. I slowly trudged downstairs. My stomach was twisting in knots, and I really had to sit down. The couch was right in front of me, and I fell on top of it from behind.
"Hey!" a voice yelled close to my ear. My eyes shot open and I jumped off the couch. The boy with black hair towered over me.
"Oh. Sorry." I apologized quickly. He frowned, then sat back down.
"Look where you're going next time." He stated. I sat on the floor, next to the low coffee table.
"Um.who are you?" I asked. My vision was a bit clearer for a moment, but then all I saw was a blur of colors.
"Hmph.why should I tell you?" his voice, as close as he was, sounded very far away. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the coffee table. I had that same warmth from before when I woke up, and I welcomed it gratefully. My muscles were aching, but not in a bad way, more like a content aching.
The sunlight shone through my eyelids, so I hid my face in my arms. I think I might have heard the voice of Yusuke, and maybe the boy with black hair, but that's all I remember before drifting off into absolute bliss.
Someone shook my shoulders, and used to my old habits, I snapped at what I thought to be my brother. My hand went up and slapped someone in the face, hard. It was so hard that my hand was still stinging with pain when I brought it back to my body.
Then my eyes snapped opened, and I remembered that my brother wasn't with me. I sat up and started apologizing right away, but stopped when I didn't see anyone there.
The room was different than my own room. I put my feet on the floor, wondering where on Earth I was. I looked down at the floor at the sound of a low groan.
Yusuke slowly got up, clutching his cheek. "Wow, you got a killer punch." He laughed.
"Is this.your room?" I asked. It didn't seem like it, but who knew? Yusuke laughed again and shook his head.
"No way! This is Kurama's. He's the one you gave you the medicine so that you would feel better. He's downstairs now, and making a snack. I'm sure you're hungry." He offered me his hand. I slapped it away and got up on my own, but then the world got dizzy again.
"It's okay. I'll get Kurama to bring it up here for you." He smiled, sensing my dizzyness. I stopped him from leaving.
"What.happened? How long have I been here? And who is Kurama?" I started, blurting out questions. He grinned.
"I'll explain over your snack okay?" I stared at him for a moment, and then lied down on the soft bed.
"Okay."I agreed, even though I hardly knew him. I don't know, maybe it was because I seemed to recall his face somewhere that I started to trust him. I heard the door close with a soft click. I sighed. My stomach felt extremely empty, like I haven't eaten for days.
The door opened again, but I didn't look up. "Hello there." A different voice said. I looked up. The boy with red hair smiled back at me.
"I'm Kurama. Here, I brought you something to eat." He handed me the tray, and I inspected it, and then pushed it away. I sat crossed legged at the small table and leaned foreword.
"Where.what.what happened?" I asked.
"You fainted. I took you to my home and helped your wounds heal. You've been here for about a day." He explained. I shook my head.
"No, I mean, what was that thing?" his smile faded, his face impassive. He looked down.
"I'm not sure myself." the doorbell rang, then rang again when no one answered it. "Excuse me, I have to get that." I just nodded, and watched him leave. I stared at my food, then picked at it with a fork. I took a sip of the water, and ate a bit of the ramen. It was pretty good.
Kurama wasn't back by the time I finished my plate, so I got up and walked out very slowly. The world was still dizzy to me, and I had to place my hands against the walls for balance. I slowly trudged downstairs. My stomach was twisting in knots, and I really had to sit down. The couch was right in front of me, and I fell on top of it from behind.
"Hey!" a voice yelled close to my ear. My eyes shot open and I jumped off the couch. The boy with black hair towered over me.
"Oh. Sorry." I apologized quickly. He frowned, then sat back down.
"Look where you're going next time." He stated. I sat on the floor, next to the low coffee table.
"Um.who are you?" I asked. My vision was a bit clearer for a moment, but then all I saw was a blur of colors.
"Hmph.why should I tell you?" his voice, as close as he was, sounded very far away. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the coffee table. I had that same warmth from before when I woke up, and I welcomed it gratefully. My muscles were aching, but not in a bad way, more like a content aching.
The sunlight shone through my eyelids, so I hid my face in my arms. I think I might have heard the voice of Yusuke, and maybe the boy with black hair, but that's all I remember before drifting off into absolute bliss.