Two in One - Chapter 002
I do not own Love Hina.
No characters in this story are real. Any character not readily recognizable from LH belongs to me and can be used if my permission is gotten first.
This story is set at the end of Vol. 14 before the wedding.
February 12, 2004
New York City
United States
Things were felling very strange, there was a pressure around his mouth. Strange he could voices, but they were fading in and out.
"Ok, we got the blood..."
"One, Two, Three, Four, Brea..."
He was laying on something hard and unstable. He was feeling a slight swaying.
Lights were fading in and out, suddenly the flight got brighter, and noises were louder. He was moving.
"My God, he is ..."
Cold air, very cold, but only on my face, what is wrong with me. I try to ask, I am forming the words, but no sound is coming out.
"Look, his mouth is..."
The lights are flickering, moving fast.
"Get him into sur..."
Bright light, getting darker, very darker, the light is fading away, what is wrong, should not there be pain. I do not feel anything. What is wrong?
José sat in the waiting room. The feeling of depression around him was perceptible. People come and going. He did not know what to feel. Still trying to figure out what happened back there.
It happened so fast....
... Several men came running out of the bank next to the museum. An alarm could be heard from in the building. They were wearing sky mask and carrying guns. One had an AK-47 and the other had a shotgun.
Seta crashed into me carrying me to the ground. Keitaro was a little slower diving but he did start.
Behind us I heard, "FREEZE, POLICE, or we will shoot!"
The men in front of us raised their guns.
Behind us, the guns of the police officers went off. Rapid-fire shots came from the cops.
Shots were coming from the bank robbers also. The AK was firing in full auto, the gunner not even really aiming, the burst started on one side of the cops, and moved from left to right, climbing as he blew through the clip.
Bullets flew over our heads, some going past the cops, hitting people behind them, and then the first cop took three hits to the abdomen. Then bullets flew between the two cops behind us, and then bullets hit the other cops chest.
The cops were sending shots back, their aim more accurate. Each putting several bullets each into each guy's chest.
The shot-gunner fired fast but not well aim. His aim started out low and climbing. Hitting the target in front of him.
The two cops were knocked back by the hits to their bodies, raising their free hands to their wounds, feeling for damage. Each woozy but their hands coming away clean, their body armor had saved them.
The two bad guys fell back from the multiple hits to their chest, blood spraying from the wounds that punctured their hearts.
The shotgun's shots never made it to their intended target. They hit the first thing in their way.
Keitaro
The first hit his lower leg, the next into his abdomen, then his shoulder, and last just above his eye.
OH, GOD, he thought. There was blood everywhere and other things on him that he did not even want to think of.
It took the medics like what seemed forever to get there, even though it was only a few minutes.
Looking at my friend there, bleeding from so many hits. A large portion of his head gone, but his eyes were still open and blinking as if he could still see.
Now sitting there on the hard chair, his head in his hands. Crying for his friend, whom he had just found out, was getting married this summer.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking up he saw Seta, his friends mentor looking down at him with tears in his eyes.
"I have to make some calls, His family needs to know." Seta said with reluctance and remorse in his voice. Reaching into his jacket, he pulled out a metal flask. "Here, have some of this, it will help."
José reached up, taking the flask into his hands. Pulling the cap and taking a swift swig. The burning feel of the sake going down his throat. Capping the flask, he hid it in his own jacket, knowing the docs would not like it here.
Seta moved over to the other side of the waiting room, to the private phones, small semi-enclosed rooms with a table, a chair, and a phone.
Picking up the phone, he stopped, trying to still his mind so that he can get up the courage to make the call he did not want to.
Looking at his watch, 5:12pm, she would be in the Café right now. Picking up the phone, he dialed.
Ring-ring
A young lady with dirty-blond hair picks up the phone. "Good morning, Hinata Café. Can I help you," she said with a smile on her face and in her voice.
"Mitsune..."
"Yes, this is Mitsune, can I help you." Mitsune frowned at the phone. The voice sounded familiar, but the connection was very bad, the voice sounding as if it was coming through a tunnel.
"This is Seta, let me speak to Haruka."
With hearing the pain in his voice, her face drained of all color. "Yes, yes Seta, she is right here, I will get here." She laid the phone down on the counter. Running to the backroom office, she knocked over a chair on the way.
Slamming the door open, almost knocking it off its hinges.
Haruka looked up in alarm. "Kit, what is wrong, you look like the world is about to end."
"Haruka, Seta is on the phone, and something is terribly wrong."
Haruka launched herself out of the chair, heading to the phone.
Grabbing the phone, "Seta, what is wrong."
"I don't know how to say this."
"What, what is wrong," she repeated. Reaching behind her, grabbing a chair, pulling it over and slowly sitting in it. From the sound of his voice, dreading what she was about to hear.
"It's Keitaro; he has been hurt real bad, real bad."
"What, what has happened Seta?" she asked, her hand coming up to cover her face.
"Kei was shot a little while ago, he is in surgery, but it does not look good," he said this while starting to cry, not able to hold it in anymore.
"OH, GOD," she said into the phone, lowering her head toward the counter top.
"I will call back as soon as I have anymore information. Can you let everyone else know what is going on?" He pleaded into the phone to her.
"Yes, I will, call soon, I love you," she spoke into the phone in a low voice. Forcing the words through her pain.
"I love you to; I will call again soon as I know anything else." He said this with great pain and set the phone down.
Hearing the dial tone, she let the phone fall from her grasp. Tears flowed at the thought of loosing Keitaro. Thinking at how she would tell the others made her feel even worse.
Mitsune looked at Haruka being dawning dread. Not knowing yet what has happened she lays her hands on Haruka trying to comfort her, thinking that it is something wrong with Seta. "Haruka, what is wrong, is there anything I can do?" she asked.
Haruka raised her red-eyed face to Kitsune, "is everyone still up at the house?" she asked.
Kitsune thought for a moment before answering, "Everyone except Sara and the newbies have not left for their classes, why?" Kitsune answered.
"Call Sara's school and have her come home, also go up and ask all the old crew to come down here, I have some bad news for everyone. I have to stay here with the phone incase Seta calls again. Also, put the closed sign up also, I don't think we will be opening up today." Haruka said all this, not even remembering that she was no longer the owner of the Café anymore. She just laid her head back down on her crossed arms and continued crying.
Kitsune called Sara's school, telling the receptionist to have her come home because of a family problem. Then heading out the door she turned the sign around to show they were closed. Heading up the stairs to the girl's dorm, she started thinking about what had just happened. Since it was Seta that had called, then the problem must involve Keitaro and with the condition Haruka was in, then it must be bad.
Reaching the House, she headed to the living room where everyone gathered in the morning time. Entering, she saw everyone was there. Naru, Motoko, and Shinobu looking very worried about something. Su was her normal self, trying to get people to play with her, though she was calmer than she used to be, she was still energetic, just not hyperactive anymore. Mutsumi and Kanako, well they were just themselves; nothing seems to change or affect them greatly.
Everyone looked up as she entered the room, seeing the look of worry on her face they new something was really wrong, since she was always so chipper. "Good, everyone is here, will all of you come down to the Café, Haruka has some news for us," Kitsune said with a catch in her voice.
It seemed like everyone started talking at once, trying to get information out of her that she did not have. That is everyone except Naru, Motoko, Shinobu, and Kanako. They all stoop up suddenly as if knowing what was wrong, came to her and asked at the same time. "Is something wrong with Keitaro," they all said at once.
Kitsune looked down, trying to hide her own worry and distress. "I do not know, Seta called a few minutes ago and gave Haruka some really bad news. She wants us all down there so she can tell us what is wrong."
At this, everyone rushed out of the house, not even worrying about the weather or what they maybe wearing, rushing down the steeps to the Café. Kitsune was left standing there in surprise and not really surprised at everyone's reaction. She also headed down, but at a much slower rate.
Kitsune entered the Café to see everyone gathered around staring at Haruka in worried wonder, not saying anything. They all were deeply worried at the look of deep hearted despair she was caught in. The feeling of dread was quickly taking over them all.
Naru tried to get her to tell them what was going on.
Haruka raised her head up and looked around, still crying, "Is Sara here yet?" she asked.
The door chime caused them all to turn with a start. Seeing a tall, (too them that is) blond American girl/woman entered the Café, who was all red in the face and disheveled from the run home from school. Sara rushed to Haruka asking in a worried voice, "Has something happened to Papa?"
"No Sara, Seta is all right." She said. Looking around, seeing that everyone was there, she stood up. "Everyone, I think you should sit down. What I am going to saw will come as a shock."
No one even moved at her words, looks of dread coming to their faces, knowing that since Seta was ok, that could only mean one thing.
Looking at each one of them before talking again, the look of deep hurt in her eyes shocking each and everyone of them, she then hurt them even more, "Keitaro has been shot."
Page 22 of 22