Nichts (Nothing)
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A/N: Awww, thanks for the reviews! Reviews make me happy.
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Chapter 2 (Ken's POV)
It was warm, dark, soft ... I didn't seem to possess a body, but that didn't matter much to me. I was just floating about. There was no now, no then ... time didn't matter in this place. It was a nice place and I wanted to stay forever and ever. Unfortunately there was no such grace for me: There were these voices which called out my name, voices which begged me to come to them. I didn't want to, I struggled and deep inside of me I screamed, but to no avail.
The voices pulled me up to them and it got light. I still couldn't feel much of my body, but I knew it was there, waiting for my commands. Tentatively I opened my eyes, but immediately closed them again; the light was too harsh and it hurt.
"Ken-kun, you're awake! That's wonderful! We have been waiting for so long."
I knew that voice. I knew the face that belonged to the voice.
"Omi,"I whispered.
Talking hurt, too.
"Yes it's me."I could almost see his smile. "Yohji-kun and Aya-kun are here, too."
"Wh-what happened?"I managed to ask.
"Well, you ... you know ... your hand ..."
"This is really not the time and place for telling him that,"another voice spoke up.
"But Takeda-san ..."
"No, Omi-san. He mustn't get excited."
I felt something at my arm and I fell asleep again.
When I woke up I felt better. Well, better may not be the right word. I was still far from being well, but at least I was able to think more clearly now. What had happened? I could remember the mission. Something had gone wrong, but what was it? Something with my hand ... hadn't Omi said something about that, too? I opened my eyes and tried to lift my hand up so I could see it. Nothing happened. I frowned and tried again. Nothing. Then I lifted my arm to look at what had happened. A bandage. Hmmm ... I tucked it up to see what was beneath.
I screamed.
(Aya's POV)
We heard him from our place in the hallway. We rushed in to check on him, but I wished we hadn't. He was basically freaking out: He had torn the bandage from his right hand (I wondered how he had managed to do that, considering his left hand wasn't much better), staring at it. The sight was far from pretty: There was a huge hole in the palm and every single bone in there had not only been broken, but thoroughly squelched.
"My hand,"Ken sobbed. "My hand ..."
Tears were trickling over his cheeks as he rocked back and forth. Omi tried to hug him, but Ken pushed him away.
"My hand ... NO!!!"
Yohji looked at me, seeking for help.
"What shall we do now?"he whispered.
"Get the doctor."
He nodded and left to look for Dr. Takeda. Maybe thirty seconds later he came back with her. She only took a brief look, then turned to me.
"I'll have to sedate him. Right now he's a danger for himself,"she explained calmly.
She walked over to the bed, gently pushed Omi to the side and went about her work. Then everything was quiet.
Two hours later Manx showed up and told us to go home and relax.
"I will call and tell you when he wakes up, but you need rest, too."
Omi wanted to protest, but a yawn interrupted him. We had all been awake for almost two days and he definitely needed to get some sleep. I walked down the hallway. They would follow me. I knew they would as they always did; I was their leader. They had faith in me. Why, I do not know. I mean, I'm not treating them very well, after all. But I have to be cruel. If I wasn't I'd start to feel emotions beside the urge to kill Takatori and I can't let that happen.
No one and nothing will come between the revenge and me. Also not Ken. Why was it then that I felt tears well up in my eyes?
Disclaimer: Look it up in chapter one, please!
A/N: Awww, thanks for the reviews! Reviews make me happy.
To Mangababy: Unfortunately Aya saw your review! He stalked off muttering about 'giddy females' and 'shine' ... ;-)
Chapter 2 (Ken's POV)
It was warm, dark, soft ... I didn't seem to possess a body, but that didn't matter much to me. I was just floating about. There was no now, no then ... time didn't matter in this place. It was a nice place and I wanted to stay forever and ever. Unfortunately there was no such grace for me: There were these voices which called out my name, voices which begged me to come to them. I didn't want to, I struggled and deep inside of me I screamed, but to no avail.
The voices pulled me up to them and it got light. I still couldn't feel much of my body, but I knew it was there, waiting for my commands. Tentatively I opened my eyes, but immediately closed them again; the light was too harsh and it hurt.
"Ken-kun, you're awake! That's wonderful! We have been waiting for so long."
I knew that voice. I knew the face that belonged to the voice.
"Omi,"I whispered.
Talking hurt, too.
"Yes it's me."I could almost see his smile. "Yohji-kun and Aya-kun are here, too."
"Wh-what happened?"I managed to ask.
"Well, you ... you know ... your hand ..."
"This is really not the time and place for telling him that,"another voice spoke up.
"But Takeda-san ..."
"No, Omi-san. He mustn't get excited."
I felt something at my arm and I fell asleep again.
When I woke up I felt better. Well, better may not be the right word. I was still far from being well, but at least I was able to think more clearly now. What had happened? I could remember the mission. Something had gone wrong, but what was it? Something with my hand ... hadn't Omi said something about that, too? I opened my eyes and tried to lift my hand up so I could see it. Nothing happened. I frowned and tried again. Nothing. Then I lifted my arm to look at what had happened. A bandage. Hmmm ... I tucked it up to see what was beneath.
I screamed.
(Aya's POV)
We heard him from our place in the hallway. We rushed in to check on him, but I wished we hadn't. He was basically freaking out: He had torn the bandage from his right hand (I wondered how he had managed to do that, considering his left hand wasn't much better), staring at it. The sight was far from pretty: There was a huge hole in the palm and every single bone in there had not only been broken, but thoroughly squelched.
"My hand,"Ken sobbed. "My hand ..."
Tears were trickling over his cheeks as he rocked back and forth. Omi tried to hug him, but Ken pushed him away.
"My hand ... NO!!!"
Yohji looked at me, seeking for help.
"What shall we do now?"he whispered.
"Get the doctor."
He nodded and left to look for Dr. Takeda. Maybe thirty seconds later he came back with her. She only took a brief look, then turned to me.
"I'll have to sedate him. Right now he's a danger for himself,"she explained calmly.
She walked over to the bed, gently pushed Omi to the side and went about her work. Then everything was quiet.
Two hours later Manx showed up and told us to go home and relax.
"I will call and tell you when he wakes up, but you need rest, too."
Omi wanted to protest, but a yawn interrupted him. We had all been awake for almost two days and he definitely needed to get some sleep. I walked down the hallway. They would follow me. I knew they would as they always did; I was their leader. They had faith in me. Why, I do not know. I mean, I'm not treating them very well, after all. But I have to be cruel. If I wasn't I'd start to feel emotions beside the urge to kill Takatori and I can't let that happen.
No one and nothing will come between the revenge and me. Also not Ken. Why was it then that I felt tears well up in my eyes?