A/N: Wow an update. Gasp. Shock. I could go and ramble on with excuses for
my lack of updating, but truthfully the lack of time isn't the only
contributing factor. I forgot what I wanted to do with this fic and left it
while trying to think of something else. The loser I am. . A big thanks to
Otaku Person and Chibi-y4kuza for getting me off my lazy but and forcing
myself to figure things out and write. Thank you to whoever else reviewed,
I very much appreciate it. In this chapter, my OC, Aiden makes an
appearance. Don't worry he wont be sticking around for too long. Only to
mess with some minds and do a little dancing. Well, I don't know about the
dancing. Here's the new chapter. Enjoy.
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As I open my eyes an unfamiliar ceiling stares down on me. The off-white ceiling glows in the morning rays as the sun rises for another day. Everything in the room, from the broken in chairs to the I.V. monitor seems to cheer as the light touches and reaches the far corners of the room. It was no longer dark.
I blink. I blink again.
Every muscle, every bone, everything hurt. I tried to sit up but a pressure on my stomach wouldn't let me. I pulled the baby blue hospital blanket up a little and gasped. My entire torso was bandaged and so were my arms. It would explain why everything hurts and why it took most of my strength to lift the blanket. Honestly, I'm not that weak.
I lie back down and close my eyes, trying to remember what on earth happened. The last thing that I remember is leaving Fuuma's house in a huff and a bright light. I vaguely recall someone screaming was it? And a bang. I might have hit something. Or was it something hitting me?
Yes, that's it. The bright light, the bang, the pain. It was car.
/Then why am I not dead?/ I think, sadly.
My thoughts are interrupted as people walk into the room. I open my eyes and see that two figures are standing by my bed. One is, I'm assuming, my doctor and the other is someone that I've never seen before. A young man with stunning azure eyes and flaming red hair.
Our eyes meet and the look on his face is priceless.
A look of utter grief and sorrow.
Again, my thoughts are broken as the doctor moves around checking my stats and leaves quickly. The man and I stare in awkward silence.
"I'm sorry! How are you feeling?" He asks.
"I-I think...it's getting better," I answer quietly.
Then I accidentally blurt out, "Who are you?" Then I blush, since this is me.
He chuckles. "Satomi, Aiden. I..well..I'm sorry you're here."
"It was you?" I inquire.
"Yes."
"You don't seem like someone who would, you know.."
"Appearances can be deceiving, Shirou-kun. Remember that. However, you are right about this. This has never happened before. I am sorry that it had to be you," Aiden replies.
We stare at each other again. Yet, this time it isn't awkward. It's more of a curiosity look, the same thing children give when looking at something that they've never seen before. But, calls out to them. Like a moth to a burning blue flame.
I finally gather up enough courage to ask what's been eating at me.
"What happened, Satomi-san?"
It was his turn to hesitate and pause.
"Well, the short version to which I only know goes as this. I was driving along minding my own business when you came running out into the street. I yelled for you to move, you did have time to scurry off to side of the road after all. You didn't, though. I tried to swerve the car, but it was to late," another pause, "I know this isn't my place to ask Shirou-kun, but why would you have let me kill you?"
Aiden takes a seat next to me in one of the broken in brown chairs.
Thoughts race through my mind on what to tell him. Only knowing him for such a short period makes it hard to decide on what to say. Yet, something about him gives me the feeling that I should. That he would listen. I decided on what to do.
Before anything is able to come out of my mouth, other figures came running into the room. This time I know who they are. Hokuto and Kotori.
"Kamui-chan!" They both cry before occupying either side of me, on the bed.
Knowing them they would have hugged me right there and never had let go. They saw the bandages. They frowned.
"Oh, Kamui-chan, are you all right?" Kotori asks in sheer worry.
"Kamui-chan, what happened? Why did you run out like that?" Hokuto also asks.
/20 questions. I'm game. I wish/ I think.
Aiden interjects.
"Ladies, Shirou-kun needs his rest. Asking him a billion questions at one time isn't helping."
Shrieks of "kawaii" are shouted when Hokuto and Kotori took a good look at Aiden. After introducing himself to them they calm down a little bit. Though, not yet leaving my side.
Hokuto breaks the calmness.
"Ne, Kamui-chan, why did you leave like that?" She fidgeted, " Fuuma, he, well he's, different. He's sad."
Fuuma cares?
I start to tear. Instantly, Kotori and Hokuto wipe them away and this time they do hug me. Lightly.
"It will be all right, Kamui-chan. I just know it," Kotori tells me sweetly.
A shadowy figure appears outside the door. Kotori and Hokuto both catch it and stand up. They bid me goodbye cheerfully and promise to come visit me soon. It warms my tear strained heart.
Aiden then stands up and ruffles my hair affectionately.
"I'll see you later Shirou-kun, we can talk, if you want, then."
With that, Aiden leaves and for a split aching second comes face to face with the figure outside my door. Then he disappears from sight.
The figure steps in. A disgruntled looking Fuuma walks in. Eyes blazing with sensation. My heart swells at seeing him.
"Fuuma.." I choke out.
He sits in the once occupied seat, of the enigma that is Aiden.
He brings my hands up to his lips and kisses them softly. Then holds them gently in his.
"Kamui, why? Why!"
Fuuma is close to shaking and I can see it. It hurts to know that I've done this to him. If only the impact had killed me. If only Mother or Aunt Tokiko were here. Then this wouldn't be.
"Kamui, please answer me."
I choke on my response.
Fuuma looks down, ashamed.
"Don't hate me. I need you..."
With all my strength and courage, I look Fuuma directly in the eye and try my hardest to stop my voice from faltering. Then I reply,
"Nothing compares to you."
I Smile.
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As I open my eyes an unfamiliar ceiling stares down on me. The off-white ceiling glows in the morning rays as the sun rises for another day. Everything in the room, from the broken in chairs to the I.V. monitor seems to cheer as the light touches and reaches the far corners of the room. It was no longer dark.
I blink. I blink again.
Every muscle, every bone, everything hurt. I tried to sit up but a pressure on my stomach wouldn't let me. I pulled the baby blue hospital blanket up a little and gasped. My entire torso was bandaged and so were my arms. It would explain why everything hurts and why it took most of my strength to lift the blanket. Honestly, I'm not that weak.
I lie back down and close my eyes, trying to remember what on earth happened. The last thing that I remember is leaving Fuuma's house in a huff and a bright light. I vaguely recall someone screaming was it? And a bang. I might have hit something. Or was it something hitting me?
Yes, that's it. The bright light, the bang, the pain. It was car.
/Then why am I not dead?/ I think, sadly.
My thoughts are interrupted as people walk into the room. I open my eyes and see that two figures are standing by my bed. One is, I'm assuming, my doctor and the other is someone that I've never seen before. A young man with stunning azure eyes and flaming red hair.
Our eyes meet and the look on his face is priceless.
A look of utter grief and sorrow.
Again, my thoughts are broken as the doctor moves around checking my stats and leaves quickly. The man and I stare in awkward silence.
"I'm sorry! How are you feeling?" He asks.
"I-I think...it's getting better," I answer quietly.
Then I accidentally blurt out, "Who are you?" Then I blush, since this is me.
He chuckles. "Satomi, Aiden. I..well..I'm sorry you're here."
"It was you?" I inquire.
"Yes."
"You don't seem like someone who would, you know.."
"Appearances can be deceiving, Shirou-kun. Remember that. However, you are right about this. This has never happened before. I am sorry that it had to be you," Aiden replies.
We stare at each other again. Yet, this time it isn't awkward. It's more of a curiosity look, the same thing children give when looking at something that they've never seen before. But, calls out to them. Like a moth to a burning blue flame.
I finally gather up enough courage to ask what's been eating at me.
"What happened, Satomi-san?"
It was his turn to hesitate and pause.
"Well, the short version to which I only know goes as this. I was driving along minding my own business when you came running out into the street. I yelled for you to move, you did have time to scurry off to side of the road after all. You didn't, though. I tried to swerve the car, but it was to late," another pause, "I know this isn't my place to ask Shirou-kun, but why would you have let me kill you?"
Aiden takes a seat next to me in one of the broken in brown chairs.
Thoughts race through my mind on what to tell him. Only knowing him for such a short period makes it hard to decide on what to say. Yet, something about him gives me the feeling that I should. That he would listen. I decided on what to do.
Before anything is able to come out of my mouth, other figures came running into the room. This time I know who they are. Hokuto and Kotori.
"Kamui-chan!" They both cry before occupying either side of me, on the bed.
Knowing them they would have hugged me right there and never had let go. They saw the bandages. They frowned.
"Oh, Kamui-chan, are you all right?" Kotori asks in sheer worry.
"Kamui-chan, what happened? Why did you run out like that?" Hokuto also asks.
/20 questions. I'm game. I wish/ I think.
Aiden interjects.
"Ladies, Shirou-kun needs his rest. Asking him a billion questions at one time isn't helping."
Shrieks of "kawaii" are shouted when Hokuto and Kotori took a good look at Aiden. After introducing himself to them they calm down a little bit. Though, not yet leaving my side.
Hokuto breaks the calmness.
"Ne, Kamui-chan, why did you leave like that?" She fidgeted, " Fuuma, he, well he's, different. He's sad."
Fuuma cares?
I start to tear. Instantly, Kotori and Hokuto wipe them away and this time they do hug me. Lightly.
"It will be all right, Kamui-chan. I just know it," Kotori tells me sweetly.
A shadowy figure appears outside the door. Kotori and Hokuto both catch it and stand up. They bid me goodbye cheerfully and promise to come visit me soon. It warms my tear strained heart.
Aiden then stands up and ruffles my hair affectionately.
"I'll see you later Shirou-kun, we can talk, if you want, then."
With that, Aiden leaves and for a split aching second comes face to face with the figure outside my door. Then he disappears from sight.
The figure steps in. A disgruntled looking Fuuma walks in. Eyes blazing with sensation. My heart swells at seeing him.
"Fuuma.." I choke out.
He sits in the once occupied seat, of the enigma that is Aiden.
He brings my hands up to his lips and kisses them softly. Then holds them gently in his.
"Kamui, why? Why!"
Fuuma is close to shaking and I can see it. It hurts to know that I've done this to him. If only the impact had killed me. If only Mother or Aunt Tokiko were here. Then this wouldn't be.
"Kamui, please answer me."
I choke on my response.
Fuuma looks down, ashamed.
"Don't hate me. I need you..."
With all my strength and courage, I look Fuuma directly in the eye and try my hardest to stop my voice from faltering. Then I reply,
"Nothing compares to you."
I Smile.
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