Chapter 2: Accidents

The gloomy music that emanated from the car's speakers seemed to match Hojo's uncharacteristically downhearted mood as his mind wondered back to Kagome's gentle but still painful rejection.

'Well at least she was honest.' He thought sadly as he let out a small sigh and readjusted his rear view mirror. Noticing that the stoplight had suddenly changed from green to yellow, the sandy haired youth quickly stepped down on the accelerator in an effort to beat the luminescent sign before it shifted to red. Just as he hastily reached the other side of the busy intersection, a figure suddenly burst forth from the crowded sidewalks, running straight into the car's speeding path. Hojo's face split into a look of complete shock as he forcefully slammed down on the breaks, but by then it was too late. The windshield shattered completely from the impact of the person's body as they were flung up and over the hood of the car. The victim's body twisted in a horrifically graceful arc as they flew through the air for seemingly an eternity before falling to the cold, hard asphalt with a sickening thud. Hojo quickly undid his seatbelt and launched himself out the car door, a look of sheer panic and remorse upon his face, as he made his way to kneel beside the mangled form lying in the middle of the snow covered street. He grasped the young man's hand as he frantically called into the crowd for somebody, anybody to call an ambulance before returning his gaze to the injured youth in front of him. The young man's violet eyes were clouded over with pain and sadness as blood trickled down the side of his face from the large gash that ran across most of his forehead. His long ebony hair soon became soaked with the crimson liquid that gushed forth from the numerous lacerations that appeared through the strange, tattered, red outfit that he wore as the young man desperately fought to clear his vision so he could observe the person that sat beside him. A small, sad smile graced his blood stained lips as the sandy haired youth's panic filled face soon swam into focus.

"Ho.....jo.."

The frantic schoolboy stopped suddenly and stared down at the crash victim with a confused expression.

"How'd you?........How do you know my name?"

The blood soaked youth shook his head lightly, his breath becoming labored and ragged, as he reached up with a shaking crimson, coated palm and took a hold of the confused man's collar to pull him closer. Hojo winced slightly as the young man began to cough uncontrollably, forcing rivers of blood to spill from the sides of his mouth.

"Take care.......of her.........take care.....of Kagome....."

Sirens blared in the distance as the ebony haired man smiled sadly one last time before finally releasing his hold on Hojo's shirt and letting his head fall back to the blood soaked asphalt leaving the sandy haired youth beside him with an expression of complete and utter shock etched upon his face as the words slowly sunk in. Finally snapping out of his trance, Hojo frantically attempted to bring the crash victim back into consciousness as tears slowly began to form in his deep blue eyes.

"No...you can't go now!" he shouted in a panic filled voice as he shook the young man's shoulders. "You're the one. You can't leave her behind!"

The ambulance suddenly pulled up to a curb nearby and several paramedics quickly filed out. Someone took Hojo gently by the arm, his violet eyes filled with sympathy, and lead him away from the horrific scene before him as the doctors frantically pulled an oxygen mask over the injured man's face and quickly placed him into the rescue vehicle, slamming the doors behind him as it zoomed off. The distressed young man ran a hand through his sand colored hair as he let out small sigh before turning to the man who had taken him aside and hastily thanking him before taking out his cell phone and quickly making his way back to his shattered vehicle. The lavender eyed man watched Hojo for a few moments before turning on his heal and striding across the street to where a beautiful, midnight blue convertible sat. He reached into his pocket to retrieve a set of keys but suddenly let out a small hiss of pain and dropped them to the ground. A look of complete and utter horror over took the man's features as he examined his hand to find that it was slowly fading in and out of existence.

Half way across the city, paramedics fought desperately to save the life of a car crash victim as they quickly sped towards the hospital. The young man's skin was very pale and cool to the touch, signaling the massive extent of his blood loss. A dark haired doctor quickly attached a blood pressure cuff to the mangled youths forearm as another paramedic carefully pealed back his eyelids to find that the victim's eyes were dilated[1]. The dark haired nurse cried out in horror after examining the numbers on the band

"Blood pressure 80 over 40, heart rate 174 BPM."[2] At hearing this information the other doctors began to work even more frantically to save the young man's life. As they inserted an IV into his dehydrated vein, the heart monitor suddenly began beeping like mad before suddenly flat lining.

The lavender haired man cursed lightly under his breath as his entire body began to fade before painfully coming back into existence as he gripped the steering wheel of his car. He quickly rolled down his window and closed his eyes briefly before snapping them back open with a new determination burning in them. He stepped on the accelerator and zoomed forward, following after a seemingly unknown target. Several strands of ebony hair blew across his face from the breeze created by the open window, falling over the large scar on the left side of his face that ran from his cheek, over his eye and half way across his forehead. He cursed softly once again as a spasm of pain ripped through his body, making it momentarily fade from view before slowly becoming solid once more.

"Man, Fate has a cruel sense of humor. I can't die yet. Not now."

The paramedics quickly prepped the victim's body as they charged the defibrillator[3]. The dark haired doctor frantically rubbed the paddles together before shouting "CLEAR!" and bringing them down on the young man's chest, making his body momentarily jump from the shock. At first the heart monitor showed that his heart had once again began to beat but after a few moments, it flat lined once again. The doctors set the machine to a higher charge before once again placing the electrified paddles on the victim's chest. The paramedic's sighed in relief as the heart monitor continued to beat, though faintly, after their ministrations. The ambulance quickly pulled up to the hospital doors labeled ER and scrambled to unload the injured young man and get him inside. About an hour and a trip to the OR later, the ebony haired young man sat unconscious in a sterile white hospital bed with multiple wires and tubes connected to his chest shakily fell and rose as his breath became more ragged and labored. He coughed slightly causing a small amount of blood to escape from the side of his mouth. The doctor that sat nearby let out a small sigh and shook his head as he readjusted his delicate wire frame glasses and motioned for the nurse to come closer. She looked sadly down at the mangled youth in the bed before her as she turned to the doctor with heartbreaking expression etched on her face.

"Poor kid, he's so young."

The doctor nodded his head sadly as he slowly wrote something on the chart that hung at the end of the bed.

"Yeah, I wish I could have done more for him but he was in such a bad state when he got here there was just nothing I could do."

"Does he have any family?" An unreadable expression crossed the man's face as he shifted his gaze to the unconscious young man lying in the bed in front of him.

"No. He had no identification on him when he was found. No one seems to know who he is."

The nurse shook her head sadly as she and she doctor took one last look at the ebony haired youth before quietly leaving the room as the first signs of dawn slowly began to form on the horizon.

Oh good lord! Im sorry that it took so long 2 update! Anyways thanx again for reading and I hope that u liked it!

[1] dilated eyes usually signal head trauma of some kind. Also because of blood loss a crash victim's skin is usually pale and cold

[2] A person's blood pressure (or a teen's as far as I know) is supposed to be 120 over 80 and their resting heart rate around 60-70 beats per minute. A crash victim's heart rate goes up in attempt to keep the limited blood supply circulating throughout the body.

[3] a defibrillator is that shocky thingy that doctors use when a patient goes n2 cardiac arrest......work with me here ok?