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"Bleh" Speech
"bleh" Thought
Fragile
Chapter 3
Dreams of the past
----------Hinata Park ::12 years ago::----------
A 7 year old Keitaro was swinging on a swing, enjoying the wind as he went up and down. It was getting dark soon, and he would be going inside soon. As the sunset, Keitaro looked at the sun, and soaked in the view of orange and yellow.
Then 5 other kids around his same age came running down the path way to his swing and stopped right in front of him. One of the kids named, Kira stepped up to his swing.
"Keitaro, come with us, their's a cat stuck up on a tree. Want to see it with us?"
Keitaro looked at all the other kids, who had pleading faces on. He heaved a sigh and nodded.
"Good, it's over here! Hurry!"
The 6 kids then ran torwards the tree, holding the trapped kitty. Keitaro and the others then looked up and saw it, laying on a branch a short way up.
"Keitaro! Why don't you go up there and scare it for us, so it can come down from that tree." Kira said lighlty taping Keitaro's shoulder.
Keitaro had a look of grief as he realized what he was suppose to do.
"Come on Kei-kun! You scared!" One of the girls said.
"No I'm not, I'm...just..um.." He started to say but quickly stopped.
"Oh come on glass boy. Nothing is going to happen! Its just climbing a tree." Kira replied
That struck a cord in Keitaro's brain. Glass boy has always been his nickname since he started school. Becuase of his condition, accidents, minor or major, always hurts him alor and the whole school would know about it. He would recieve those same stares he gets, when ever he would go back to school the next day.
Those stares and eyes always annoyed him, and always made him feel.....weak.
He hated those eyes, those stares the other students gave him. Eyes that pity him, eyes that say that he's already dead, and eyes of disgust.
Keitaro's blood started to boil, and with a single long breath he dug his hands carefully into the tree. Inch by inch, he started his treck up the tree. He was carefull not to bump into anything hard and hurt himself.
As he reached the tree branch that held the cat, all the kids down at the ground, just stared in awe as Keitaro slowly made his way up torwards the cat.
Keitaro then reached his right hand to grab on to the branch. The cat noticed him, and decided to get out.
The cat jumped and into the ground, causing the other kids' attention to itself. They then ran after the cat leaving Keitaro behind., dangaling from a single tree branch.
He started to plan his way down when he heard a noise. A noise he did not want to hear.
Crrraaaack...
He looked up and saw the branch he was holding on to giving way. Slowly being bent due to his weight,
Keitaro tried to think of something, but it was too late for the poor boy.
Crack...SNAP!
The branch snapped and hurled the fragile boy straight into the ground. Keitaro could only close his eyes tight, grit his teeth, and prepare for a world of pain. Before he hit the ground though, experience thought the young one to let his shoulder hit the ground first.
So Keitaro tilted his body so his shoulder would bare the full brunt of the ground. Fortunetly...
...it did!
Bash, Cra--crack
Keitaro could feel every inch of his bones, every fiber of his being, stinging in pain, as he hit the ground hard. He could not help but scream, a painful, deafening scream.
Keitaro tried to move his finger, but what felt like electricity came shoot up from his finger to his shoulder, leaving an undesireable pain at its wake. That just made him scream more.
"Kei-kun?!? Oh my god!!! Kei-kun!" Said a 15 year old Haruka as she caming running down torwards the park, and saw the bloody battered boy on the ground. She had heard Keitaro's scream, while she was walking to pick him up and her stomach made her want to throw up.
As she crept closer, the screams subsided and all was left was a little young boy laying on the ground, out cold. Pieces of his cracked shoulder was visibly sticking out from him, and his legs were twisted in a sickening kind of way. Haruka tried her best to not throw up and instead knelt down beside him.
She checked his pulse.
It was hard and erratic.
"Crap, your in shock!" Haruka concluded, as she picked up the boy gently and ran torwards the nearest hospital.
"Come on Kei-kun! Don't die in my arms now!" Haruka thought, with a single tear, was shed, but quickly wiped away by the wind as she ran faster down the misty street, carefully caring the one boy who she held dear to her heart.
Her form then quickly disappearring into the thick eerie fog.
-------Hinata-sou ::present time::-----------
CRACK
BOOOM
Keitaro jolted straight up from his futon, heavely panting and heaving. Sweat pouring down the side of his face. He looked around franticly, around the room. He saw nothing. The only thing that was making any noise was rain hitting the roof above him. Giving a meloncholy ambiance around the desolate room.
He looked to his left.
There a clock showed it was exactly midnight.
Keitaro let out a sigh. Rubbed his cast, and looked out the rainy window.
For about 15 minutes he just stared outside the window, out in the wet rainy world, thinking of nothing.
He then shifted back to bed.
Wrapped his warm blanket around him, carefully manuevering it over his cast and went back to his slumber.
-----Hospital ::12 years ago::------
Keitaro started to open his eyes slowly. Everything was a blur. He blinked twince to make everything into focus, but with no success. His hearing slowly came and the sound of crying greeted his ears.
He turned his head slightly to the right, and his vision slowly came back to him. There he could see his mother, crying besides him, on the bed, head dug into her arms. One of her hands were grasping his right hand, lightly, while she wept.
"Mama....." Keitaro softly said.
Kaiko jolted up and looked at his eyes, tears coming down her face.
"Keitaro!" She shouted, hugging him lighly, and kissing his forehead, while holding his little head with both her hands.
She kept kissing Keitaro on the fore head, and saying his name over and over, with tears of joy streaming down her face. After a while she stopped and went back to her seat, still holding his bandaged hand, and looking at his angelic face.
A long silence ensued after that, and Kaiko started to get worried. Kaiko was about to say something but she stopped when she saw streams of tears came running down his cheeks.
"Keitaro? Whats wrong honey?" Kaiko said holding back more tears.
"I'm...I'm sorry mama...." he said, sobbing. He was now trembeling, and shaking, while he pulled more of his hospital blanket torwards himself.
"Kei.....Keitaro? Why are you apoligizing?" Kaiko said, now inching closer to her distraught son. She grabbed his shoulder to reasurre him, which stopped the shaking coming from the young boy.
Keitaro looked up and saw the sad and concern face his mother had etched on her face.
"I'm....I'm sorry becuase of me.."
Kaiko then had a look of greif on her face now, preparing for what may come up next.
"Be..becuase your always sad....and crying..and its all becuase o..o..of me!" Keitaro was now shaking from his sobs again, and stuttering badly. Kaiko just kept staring at her son, with wide eyes.
"I-I-If I was normal, you wouldn't be sad all the time, an-and father wouldn't have left. I-I-I'm sorry for being like this, fo-for causing so-so much trouble for you........ mother."
Keitaro then stopped suddenly and looked down from his mother's gaze, still sobbing.
Kaiko how ever just stared at her son, her precious, the one who she brought to this world, the one who regrets being alive becuase of his disease, the one who thinks his life is just a nuisance to his beloved mother.
With that last thought, she hurled her self at the petite form of Keitaro once more, crying hard.
"No, No, No, No Keitaro!! Don't ever think like that! I love you! You here me! I love you, and don't ever, EVER, think like that again. Your aren't a bother to me, not at all, but instead your a god send. Never think like that again, you have lived more then anyone expected!" Kaiko whispered into his ear as she hugged him.
"Be strong, like you always have! I will always be there for you, and you are the most strongest person in this whole entire world, atleast in my eyes. If anyone tells you otherwise, just ignore them!" She continued retreating to see the reaction to her son.
Keitaro listened and had a smile on his face, that warmed the women's heart.
"Th-thanks....Mama...." Was the only words he said as he tilted torwards his mother, drifting into sleep, right into Kaiko's shoulder.
Kaiko only smiled and started to pet his smooth silky hair slowly as she crept into his bed. She put the blanket comfortably over them both, and let her son sleep on her shoulder, her arms warmly wrapped around him.
They both then went into a deep slumber, in each other's arms.
Outside their door, stood three people who were listening into the conversation. They were Granny Hina, Haruka, and Kanako.
Granny Hina had a solemn, emotionless face on, with only a single tear running down her cheek. Alot of things were running threw the womens mind, and all of it focused on Keitaro and Kaiko.
Haruka however had a weeping Kanako in her arms. She was trying her best to comfort the young girl as she too was also crying. The three just stood, still in the hallways of the hospital, staring at the door, leading to Kaiko's and Keitaro's room.
-------Tea shop ::Present time::----------
Crack!
Boom!
Haruka jolted up from her futon. She performed a huge gasp as she rose from her bed. Her eyes were half open, so her vision was a bit blurry. But she could make out her room, and that it started to rain outside.
The rain droplets hit the little tea shop owned by Haruka Urashima. Giving the tea shop an eerie, but yet calm surrounding.
Haruka scratched the back of her head slowly, yawning at the same time. She looked to her left and saw the clock. It was exactly midnight.
"Now i get these dreams of the past, when Kei-kun arrives....of course..."
She looks to her right to see a distant table.
Crack
Boom!
The flash of lightning illuminated the tea shop, and the table Haruka was currently looking at. The light from the flash, made her notice a piece of paper resting on the desk. The same piece of paper, that Granny Hina faxed, a couple of hours ago, pretaining to the young man, residing in the kannrin room of the Hinata-sou.
"Keitaro...."
Haruka thought, with a slight tone of concern on her face.
"Maybe here...is where you can be happy....."
She then snuggled back into bed, covering herself with a nice warm blanket, before closing her eyes, once again, to enter her own dream world.
Crack!
Boom!
------End of chapter 3--------
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