The Reconciliation
By: Chan Yoruyamatiha
Sorewa Bonsaku...
Hello readers. This is Yoruyamatiha Chan here and I'm so happy that you like this story!! Wow, 20 reviews! :) I'm so excited about this chapter I'm about to write, it gets a lil romantic here!! *Mitsukake walks in* Uh oh... here are my responses to the reviews.
Edgar (and Mason): :D Sorry Mason, maybe you can kick some ass in another fic! Try begging Edward to let you beat up Akuma. Or, if you need to seriously injure someone, Mitsukake's here 24-7.... Oops I need to shut up now. Thanks for reading!!
Kikoken: I would say something, but I don't want to ruin the story for you. You'll just have to keep reading to find out! :X
Kevin: Yay! You finally reviewed again. You are a great writer, boy! If you say one more degrading comment about your Sakura fic, I'm gonna hurt you. |:D You should get on writing more, but just do your homework first on the bus or something. (I'm one to talk!) Ok. I'm done fussing now, lol. Have fun reading.
DeNice: Oooh damn you're clever! I'm glad you liked the last chapter. Everyone thought it was boring... including me. I almost fell asleep writing it, lol! But this chapter is gonna be really good!! I swear!
Fle: Hi Fle! I'm glad you like this story so far. :D The last chapter was pretty boring, but this one should be interesting. And more cliffhangers to come!
Michael: Hey Michael, I'm being threatened right now on the phone. |:D Oh yeah, hope I didn't get you in trouble Monday night. . I'll call you soon. Anyways, Mitsukake will get even more spotlight in this chapter. He's actually a major character in this story! ^.^ Hope you enjoy! And HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHAEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DISCLAIMER: Mitsukake Kagatoshi is mine, yes, Mitsu, I own you, and the other characters belong to Capcom. Don't sue me. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------
Ok, I will start on chapter 5 as soon as Mitsukake gets a life and I can clean all the eyeliner he "borrowed" from me off his face. (lol)
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Chapter 5 - Awakening
Light. Bright light poured in through an open window and shone directly in her face, awaking her. Her soft eyelids fluttered open heavily as she squinted against the light that was pouring in on her. Everything was quiet, as far as she knew.
"Hikari..."
Sakura opened her eyes and glanced around the plain, white-walled room she was in. Surrounding her was several unusual-looking instruments, and random charts were hanging on the walls. Slowly and painfully, she attempted to sit up in the stiff bed she was lying in.
Being unable to hardly move, she felt herself slip back down against the bed. Her vision was slightly blurry now, as if she were drugged with some medicine. Her dark brown hair fell into her eyes and she tried to wipe them back with her hand, but she couldn't move her arm because of the IVs running into it.
"You shouldn't try to move..."
A soft, familiar voice came into her ear as if it were very close. Sakura recongnized the voice, but she was so drowsy that she couldn't even think straight. Her eyes traveled to her other arm, and then to her hand, where she saw a larger, tanned hand grasping it softly. Slowly, her eyes continued traveling up the arm of the person until they reached the person's face.
"Mitsu...kake...?"
Mitsukake's warm, brown eyes smiled down at her. They were slightly clouded over and had a puffy, red look in them.
"Mitsukake... have you been..."
Before she could even finish her sentence, she found herself pulled into a strong embrace. Sakura's eyes widened in shock and a small, pink blush began to creep across her face slowly. A warm drop of liquid hit her forehead.
Mitsukake drew back away from her, tears sliding slowly down his straight, handsome face. Sakura had never seen Mitsukake crying before and it came as a shock.
"Are... are you ok?" Sakura stammered as Mitsukake dried his eyes with the sleeve of his stiff, blue uniform and smiled back at Sakura. "I'm just glad that you're back to... normal..." Mitsukake managed to stutter before blowing his nose on a tissue and turning his warm gaze back up to Sakura.
Sakura, however, was puzzled. "Mitsukake, I don't remember anything after I punched Akuma... Could you fill me in?" Mitsukake nodded his head and sighed.
"Akuma hit you, and you passed out..." He paused to take a deep breath. "And then I grabbed you and hauled you off to this really shiny limo that was parked near the teachers' parking lot, it had the keys in it already, and then you... you went berserk..."
Sakura's eyes widened. "I went berserk? What do you mean?" Her steady gaze on Mitsukake caused him to blush a light shade of red and his eyes lowered to the floor. "Well... uh... You were unconscious and all, but you started waving your arms around and screaming. I... I didn't know what to do..."
Sakura noticed that Mitsukake's face was growing pale, so she slowly reached her free hand out to touch his, which he grasped appreciatively. He continued, "I had to strap you down with a seatbelt... I got you here to the hospital and you were still having a fit... They had to give you enough pain-killer for four men before you got quiet... Then you fell asleep and you were as still and quiet as that preppy guy at school during a Calculus test..." Mitsukake took this pause to smile at his lame attempt at humor.
Even though she didn't find this conversation humorous, she attempted a small smile at his attempt to cheer her up.
"And there you have it. I don't know where that... guy... went, though..." Mitsukake trailed off as his attention suddenly turned to a button on his uniform that was coming loose. Sakura blinked her hazel eyes as she cleared her throat to get his attention. "Mitsu... are you talking about Akuma?"
Her friend nodded his head. "Yeah, that's who I meant..." Sakura became interested in playing with a loose thread in the sheets of her bed. An uncomfortable silence followed Mitsukake's comment until a sharp pain shot through Sakura's head.
Sakura let out a sharp wail of pain as she tossed around in her bed, nearly yanking the IV cables out of her arm. Mitsukake stood up in alarm and grabbed her to hold her still before she knocked the IV stand over. "Sakura, what's wrong!?" After several more seconds of tossing and turning, Sakura laid still. "Pain-killer must be wearing off... call the nurse or something..."
Mitsukake furrowed his brow. "Okay... but where's the little... thingy... I'm supposed to use to buzz her?" Hot tears of pain stung at Sakura's eyes as she felt the sharp pain begin to spread throughout her body. "I think I saw it hanging off the left corner of my bed... over there by my head..."
He stood up and looked over at the other side of the bed. The caller was hanging from a cord off of the bed; it was tossed off the bed by her sudden movements. Mitsukake put his knee on the side of her bed and reached over her to grab the caller when the door was slammed open.
"ALL RIGHT YOU STUPID KID!!! WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA OF STEALING MY DAMN CAR!? I HAD TO HITCH-HIKE TO-"
"Ahh!" Mitsukake gasped in surprise and lost his balance, landing on Sakura, who was already sore from the fight.
"OWWW!!!!!"
The person who had stepped in the door opened his eyes with mild surprise at the predicament Mitsukake was in. "Oh... maybe I should come back later..." Then he exited out the door and closed it shut quickly behind him with a flick of his long blonde hair.
Mitsukake quickly stood up straight, blushing like mad. He turned on heel and walked over quickly to pick up the caller, but tripped over a box on the floor. (AN- Aahahhha this is revenge for u being annoying, Mitsukake- sama!) Although embarrassed and in pain, Sakura found it impossible to restrain a chuckle as Mitsukake laid flat on his face on the floor for several seconds, wondering if he should just die right there one the spot or not.
Mitsukake stood up slowly and snatched the caller up in his hands just as a knock sounded at the door. A familiar voice was heard... "Is it safe to come in now, or will I be disturbing you?"
"Come in..." Called Sakura, between moans of pain and suppressed giggles. The door slowly opened and an American man peered around the edge of the door before walking in and closing it shut. A look of surprise came across Mitsukake's face as the man strode over to Sakura's bedside and sat in the chair that Mitsukake had been previously occupying.
"Ken..." Said Sakura in a weak voice as Mitsukake silently pushed the button to contact a nurse. The man named Ken raised a skeptical eyebrow at Sakura. "You, little lady..." He pointed a finger directly at her nose. "Are in big trouble with me."
"Anou...?" Murmured Sakura as she surveyed Ken's face with a questioning look. Ken brushed back her hair out of her face and raised an eyebrow. "Well, first of all, you ignore me, and then, you piss off Akuma, then you get your ass beat, and THEN I walk in here and find you..."
"Ahem..." Grunted Mitsukake as he pretended to be observing the caller's buttons. Ken smirked down at Sakura, almost tauntingly. "And what am I supposed to think, Miss Kasugano?" Sakura suddenly had the desire to kick Ken in the ass, but refrained from doing so because that might hurt, especially with no painkillers.
Ken looked at his watch. "Well, I will have to talk to you later, Sakura, I got some errands to run. I'm leaving back to California two days from now and I got a lot to do here in Japan. See ya," And with that, he gave Sakura a quick peck on the cheek before leaving out of the room, leaving Mitsukake staring at the door, seething with jealousy.
CLIFFHANGA!!! (DONCHA'LL LOVE ME FOR THESE!?!)
AN- Ok yay. *Turns up Evanescence music as to drown out Mitsukake's singing in the shower* This chapter was a lil longer than normal, but that's ok! I think that this is my favorite chapter because I get to piss Mitsukake off in here! FUN!!!!! Anyways, please excuse my lame attempt at embarrassing/humorous stuff in here, like the part where Mitsukake falls on the bed. It was hilarious because I'm so mad at Mitsu right now I could kill him...
*Mitsukake walks in* Mitsukake: WHAT?! Chan: Nothing nothing!! Sumi-masen!!! Mitsukake: How about I kill you! *Whacks Chan with big block of tofu* Chan: Ow. Help! ABUSE ABUSE!!!!
Ja ne, AND REVIEW FOR ME!
-Chan Yoruyamatiha
chan6112@hotmail.com
By: Chan Yoruyamatiha
Sorewa Bonsaku...
Hello readers. This is Yoruyamatiha Chan here and I'm so happy that you like this story!! Wow, 20 reviews! :) I'm so excited about this chapter I'm about to write, it gets a lil romantic here!! *Mitsukake walks in* Uh oh... here are my responses to the reviews.
Edgar (and Mason): :D Sorry Mason, maybe you can kick some ass in another fic! Try begging Edward to let you beat up Akuma. Or, if you need to seriously injure someone, Mitsukake's here 24-7.... Oops I need to shut up now. Thanks for reading!!
Kikoken: I would say something, but I don't want to ruin the story for you. You'll just have to keep reading to find out! :X
Kevin: Yay! You finally reviewed again. You are a great writer, boy! If you say one more degrading comment about your Sakura fic, I'm gonna hurt you. |:D You should get on writing more, but just do your homework first on the bus or something. (I'm one to talk!) Ok. I'm done fussing now, lol. Have fun reading.
DeNice: Oooh damn you're clever! I'm glad you liked the last chapter. Everyone thought it was boring... including me. I almost fell asleep writing it, lol! But this chapter is gonna be really good!! I swear!
Fle: Hi Fle! I'm glad you like this story so far. :D The last chapter was pretty boring, but this one should be interesting. And more cliffhangers to come!
Michael: Hey Michael, I'm being threatened right now on the phone. |:D Oh yeah, hope I didn't get you in trouble Monday night. . I'll call you soon. Anyways, Mitsukake will get even more spotlight in this chapter. He's actually a major character in this story! ^.^ Hope you enjoy! And HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHAEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DISCLAIMER: Mitsukake Kagatoshi is mine, yes, Mitsu, I own you, and the other characters belong to Capcom. Don't sue me. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------
Ok, I will start on chapter 5 as soon as Mitsukake gets a life and I can clean all the eyeliner he "borrowed" from me off his face. (lol)
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Chapter 5 - Awakening
Light. Bright light poured in through an open window and shone directly in her face, awaking her. Her soft eyelids fluttered open heavily as she squinted against the light that was pouring in on her. Everything was quiet, as far as she knew.
"Hikari..."
Sakura opened her eyes and glanced around the plain, white-walled room she was in. Surrounding her was several unusual-looking instruments, and random charts were hanging on the walls. Slowly and painfully, she attempted to sit up in the stiff bed she was lying in.
Being unable to hardly move, she felt herself slip back down against the bed. Her vision was slightly blurry now, as if she were drugged with some medicine. Her dark brown hair fell into her eyes and she tried to wipe them back with her hand, but she couldn't move her arm because of the IVs running into it.
"You shouldn't try to move..."
A soft, familiar voice came into her ear as if it were very close. Sakura recongnized the voice, but she was so drowsy that she couldn't even think straight. Her eyes traveled to her other arm, and then to her hand, where she saw a larger, tanned hand grasping it softly. Slowly, her eyes continued traveling up the arm of the person until they reached the person's face.
"Mitsu...kake...?"
Mitsukake's warm, brown eyes smiled down at her. They were slightly clouded over and had a puffy, red look in them.
"Mitsukake... have you been..."
Before she could even finish her sentence, she found herself pulled into a strong embrace. Sakura's eyes widened in shock and a small, pink blush began to creep across her face slowly. A warm drop of liquid hit her forehead.
Mitsukake drew back away from her, tears sliding slowly down his straight, handsome face. Sakura had never seen Mitsukake crying before and it came as a shock.
"Are... are you ok?" Sakura stammered as Mitsukake dried his eyes with the sleeve of his stiff, blue uniform and smiled back at Sakura. "I'm just glad that you're back to... normal..." Mitsukake managed to stutter before blowing his nose on a tissue and turning his warm gaze back up to Sakura.
Sakura, however, was puzzled. "Mitsukake, I don't remember anything after I punched Akuma... Could you fill me in?" Mitsukake nodded his head and sighed.
"Akuma hit you, and you passed out..." He paused to take a deep breath. "And then I grabbed you and hauled you off to this really shiny limo that was parked near the teachers' parking lot, it had the keys in it already, and then you... you went berserk..."
Sakura's eyes widened. "I went berserk? What do you mean?" Her steady gaze on Mitsukake caused him to blush a light shade of red and his eyes lowered to the floor. "Well... uh... You were unconscious and all, but you started waving your arms around and screaming. I... I didn't know what to do..."
Sakura noticed that Mitsukake's face was growing pale, so she slowly reached her free hand out to touch his, which he grasped appreciatively. He continued, "I had to strap you down with a seatbelt... I got you here to the hospital and you were still having a fit... They had to give you enough pain-killer for four men before you got quiet... Then you fell asleep and you were as still and quiet as that preppy guy at school during a Calculus test..." Mitsukake took this pause to smile at his lame attempt at humor.
Even though she didn't find this conversation humorous, she attempted a small smile at his attempt to cheer her up.
"And there you have it. I don't know where that... guy... went, though..." Mitsukake trailed off as his attention suddenly turned to a button on his uniform that was coming loose. Sakura blinked her hazel eyes as she cleared her throat to get his attention. "Mitsu... are you talking about Akuma?"
Her friend nodded his head. "Yeah, that's who I meant..." Sakura became interested in playing with a loose thread in the sheets of her bed. An uncomfortable silence followed Mitsukake's comment until a sharp pain shot through Sakura's head.
Sakura let out a sharp wail of pain as she tossed around in her bed, nearly yanking the IV cables out of her arm. Mitsukake stood up in alarm and grabbed her to hold her still before she knocked the IV stand over. "Sakura, what's wrong!?" After several more seconds of tossing and turning, Sakura laid still. "Pain-killer must be wearing off... call the nurse or something..."
Mitsukake furrowed his brow. "Okay... but where's the little... thingy... I'm supposed to use to buzz her?" Hot tears of pain stung at Sakura's eyes as she felt the sharp pain begin to spread throughout her body. "I think I saw it hanging off the left corner of my bed... over there by my head..."
He stood up and looked over at the other side of the bed. The caller was hanging from a cord off of the bed; it was tossed off the bed by her sudden movements. Mitsukake put his knee on the side of her bed and reached over her to grab the caller when the door was slammed open.
"ALL RIGHT YOU STUPID KID!!! WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA OF STEALING MY DAMN CAR!? I HAD TO HITCH-HIKE TO-"
"Ahh!" Mitsukake gasped in surprise and lost his balance, landing on Sakura, who was already sore from the fight.
"OWWW!!!!!"
The person who had stepped in the door opened his eyes with mild surprise at the predicament Mitsukake was in. "Oh... maybe I should come back later..." Then he exited out the door and closed it shut quickly behind him with a flick of his long blonde hair.
Mitsukake quickly stood up straight, blushing like mad. He turned on heel and walked over quickly to pick up the caller, but tripped over a box on the floor. (AN- Aahahhha this is revenge for u being annoying, Mitsukake- sama!) Although embarrassed and in pain, Sakura found it impossible to restrain a chuckle as Mitsukake laid flat on his face on the floor for several seconds, wondering if he should just die right there one the spot or not.
Mitsukake stood up slowly and snatched the caller up in his hands just as a knock sounded at the door. A familiar voice was heard... "Is it safe to come in now, or will I be disturbing you?"
"Come in..." Called Sakura, between moans of pain and suppressed giggles. The door slowly opened and an American man peered around the edge of the door before walking in and closing it shut. A look of surprise came across Mitsukake's face as the man strode over to Sakura's bedside and sat in the chair that Mitsukake had been previously occupying.
"Ken..." Said Sakura in a weak voice as Mitsukake silently pushed the button to contact a nurse. The man named Ken raised a skeptical eyebrow at Sakura. "You, little lady..." He pointed a finger directly at her nose. "Are in big trouble with me."
"Anou...?" Murmured Sakura as she surveyed Ken's face with a questioning look. Ken brushed back her hair out of her face and raised an eyebrow. "Well, first of all, you ignore me, and then, you piss off Akuma, then you get your ass beat, and THEN I walk in here and find you..."
"Ahem..." Grunted Mitsukake as he pretended to be observing the caller's buttons. Ken smirked down at Sakura, almost tauntingly. "And what am I supposed to think, Miss Kasugano?" Sakura suddenly had the desire to kick Ken in the ass, but refrained from doing so because that might hurt, especially with no painkillers.
Ken looked at his watch. "Well, I will have to talk to you later, Sakura, I got some errands to run. I'm leaving back to California two days from now and I got a lot to do here in Japan. See ya," And with that, he gave Sakura a quick peck on the cheek before leaving out of the room, leaving Mitsukake staring at the door, seething with jealousy.
CLIFFHANGA!!! (DONCHA'LL LOVE ME FOR THESE!?!)
AN- Ok yay. *Turns up Evanescence music as to drown out Mitsukake's singing in the shower* This chapter was a lil longer than normal, but that's ok! I think that this is my favorite chapter because I get to piss Mitsukake off in here! FUN!!!!! Anyways, please excuse my lame attempt at embarrassing/humorous stuff in here, like the part where Mitsukake falls on the bed. It was hilarious because I'm so mad at Mitsu right now I could kill him...
*Mitsukake walks in* Mitsukake: WHAT?! Chan: Nothing nothing!! Sumi-masen!!! Mitsukake: How about I kill you! *Whacks Chan with big block of tofu* Chan: Ow. Help! ABUSE ABUSE!!!!
Ja ne, AND REVIEW FOR ME!
-Chan Yoruyamatiha
chan6112@hotmail.com
