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This chapter is a little dumb and corny and all negative things to say. Blame me! I'm bored. Anyway, I'll hope you will find reference from this chapter to the next chapter (which is, not so sure, the epilogue.) e corre deu!

CHAPTER 10: THE BLIND FACT

Fuuko's POV

Everything's dark when I woke up. My body was aching when I tried to sit up, on a bed, I think. "Where am I?" I immediately asked.

"Ah, Ms. Kirisawa, you're awake," a voice said.

"Why is it dark?" I asked. "Please turn on the lights."

"But the lights are turned…" the voice started. I heard a gasp and a thunder of steps. The voice became distant when she started to shout "Dr. Katanari! We need you here!"

I was puzzled. "What is happening?" I angrily argued. Everyone was rushing, leaving me in a state of stoppage.

Another set of footsteps arrived as if it was walking briskly. "Ms. Kirisawa, I'm Dr. Katanari. Katanari Tanaki." He held out his hand for me to shake.

I tried to sense his hands and when I caught it, I immediately asked, "Where are the lights? Where am I?"

He let go and I heard screeching of chairs. Maybe he sat down. "I'll be straightforward to the fact, Ms. Kirisawa. The night you drove all Tokyo, you happened to hit a truck…"

Everything was unbelievable. Did it really happen that night?

"You are lucky that you don't have that much injury, except for a broken back and…"

I was scared at the next. "Then what?"

"Temporary blindness, that's the word. Your eye nerves in the brain temporarily shut down to avoid grave danger in the accident. Even though, we need to be sure if that was a temporary blindness or…"

"Or I cannot see again?" I continued bitterly.

He held my shoulder and said. "If that was temporary blindness, you will be able to see after a month. However, at that time, you must stay here with your broken back."

He turned to go and said, "You are lucky that you're still as beautiful as you are."

I blushed at his compliment and said, "Thank you Dr. Katanari."

"Call me Tanaki, that'll be better."

Tokiya's POV

I was absent-mindedly listening to a flash report that morning. "There has been a car accident that happened… A car was hit by a truck and the car was crushed and dragged by the truck. Luckily, the owner of the car survived the accident. The owner was named…"

I turned the radio off and thought for a while. At that instant, Celine appeared at the doorway.

"I'll look for Fuuko," I told her, standing up.

"Are you sure you want to look for her?" Celine asked. "You're looking for a needle in a haystack. Besides, sir, if she doesn't like to see you, she won't."

I smirked and stood up. "Ask my friends," I dared her.

"Mr. President, you're really stubborn," she sighed.

"You already knew that before," I told her as I collected my car keys and my bag.

"I'll look for you Fuuko, even if you are at the end of the world," I promised myself.

Fuuko's POV

"Yanagi!" I exclaimed as I heard a familiar voice.

"Hello Fuuko. It has been a long time," she replied. "How are you?" she asked.

I sighed. "Yanagi, I can't see," I confessed.

Yanagi gasped but then, she patted my shoulder. "It's okay, Fuuko. You'll be able to see in no time. Meanwhile, I'll tell Tokiya…"

I sensed that she will stand up. "Yanagi," I said, holding her back. "Please don't tell Mi-chan about this. Don't even tell him where I am."

"But Fuuko…" she started.

"Promise me, Yanagi," I said, finishing the discussion.

Yanagi held the hand on her shoulder and removed it. "Promise, Fuuko. By the way, do you want me to get some of your clothes from the house?" she asked.

For a moment, I sat there and replied. "Yes, of course, Yanagi. I'll be glad if you do."

"Okay, Fuuko. I'll be back at four, I still have two classes to attend to," she assured.

I heard some footsteps away from the door but I was aware of the footsteps approaching me.

"Good morning, Ms. Kirisawa," the voice greeted courteously.

I was annoyed at the fact that I am unconscious at the time and date. "Good morning too. But I think I might be stupid of the time since I cannot see."

"Apparently, you're correct," the voice said. "By the way, do you happen to remember me?"

I thought for sometime and finally answered. "No. but by your voice, yes."

"Great," he replied. "Dr. Katanari Tanaki. Tanaki for short."

"So," I said, trying to be in comfort. "Tell me about yourself, Tanaki."

He mused for a moment and started revealing himself. "I am tall, single, and simple."

"Tell me, do you have long hair?" I asked curiously.

"I would appreciate it. I have hair as long as a girl's," he said rather jokingly. I chuckled for a while and he said, "Excuse me?"

"Nothing. I just remember… someone," I said, my voice diminishing. Why am I thinking of him?

"Why so silent (a/n: good messieurs!)?" he asked curiously.

"Nothing. By the way, what do you know about me?" I asked him with equal curiosity.

He laughed the same. "Of course I know you. You are Kirisawa Fuuko, a cum laude in College of Business in Harvard University. Then you are featured in twelve fashion magazines as the fashion icon of Harvard. You are perfect, Fuuko. You're lucky that there isn't a single scar on your body."

"Perfect, right. Everything's gone! How can I be perfect?" I reasoned angrily. "No scars but look! I cannot even see light!" I started to stand up but my back ached. I discontinued the plan to find him and knock him off his senses and sat on the bed.

I heard hi footsteps going nearer and he held my hand. "Please calm down. Have faith. Wait for a month and you'll see. You are a strong woman and I am counting that you will be able to survive these things. You have to believe in the power of your dreams and survive…"

"Hey! Are you watching too much cable channel?" I said jokingly. "That was a host spiel!"

I heard a click of fingers and he answered. "I know. But it seems to be applicable to your case."

"Is that so?" I felt his hair and pulled it. It was soft, like a doll's. like Tokiya's. "You have nice hair. What color?" I asked, stroking it.

"Blue," he replied in solace. "Why are you asking?"

"Because if you have silver hair, I'll cut it off…"

"Why?"

"I don't know," I replied, still stroking his hair absent-mindedly, as though caressing a doll. "Is it okay for you to stroke your hair?"

"I won't mind. My mother used to do that."

"Are you saying that I'm as old as your mother?" I inquired jokingly. I stopped in silence, stroking his hair continuously. "You have a good shampoo. What brand do you use?"

"Victoria?" he replied.

"That's a woman brand!" I exclaimed.

"So what? I love it," he said.

"Paging Dr. Katanari. You are needed in room 453," a voice from above said.

"Gotta go, Fuuko. Somebody's paging me," he apologized.

"I know. I am blind but I can still see, you lack-wit!" I stopped at that point and said. "Bye."

Tokiya's POV

"Yanagi, what are you doing here?" I asked her.

She seemed to be hiding something. "Nothing, Tokiya-sempai." She was somewhat trembling.

"Then, why are you in Fuuko's house?" I said like an investigator.

Yanagi seemed to be thinking for an answer as she looked to her right. "I… I… I am here because I forgot my envelope!" she said in little triumph. "Yes, that's it."

"Envelope?" I said, my jaw dropping.

She avoided my eyes and said, "Yes! I mean the envelope where my drawings go, to show to children and stuff!" she tried to finish her statement with haste and went away. "Bye, Tokiya-sempai!" she said as she called a taxi and got away.

"Something fishy is going on," I said in suspicion. I decided to follow her, wherever she may go.

"Hi children!" she said as she got off the taxi. The children greeted her in unison. "Oh!" she exclaimed, as the paper bag she was holding fell, and the contents spilled out.

"Teacher Yanagi, let us help you carry that," the pupils said.

"If I'm not mistaken, those are Fuuko's clothes. Something different is really going on," I thought. I decided to wait for Yanagi to time out and I saw her running, looking at her watch. She called another taxi and sped through the vehicle.

I saw her stop by a hospital. I followed her to a hospital room. I stopped and looked at the door plaque.

"Kirisawa Fuuko"

"Dr. Katanari Tanaki, psychiatrist-ophthalmologist"

"Dr. Sekuya Ninijna, neurologist"

"Dr. Sadune Reika, orthopedic"

"What happened to Fuuko that she needed these doctors?" I asked myself, worried on what on earth happened to her. (a/n: CLUE! If you need an eye specialist, brain specialist and bone specialist, you are certified… car accident victim!)

I looked through the glass and saw Yanagi talking and laying the clothes on a table. I edged farther when I saw two nurses coming nearer.

"You know, the occupant in this room is so lucky," the first one said.

The other one glared at her and said, "Why do you think so?"

"Surviving in an accident like that is a miracle," she said. "Her car was crushed into a pulp but then she's still safe? That was so lucky."

They turned to a corner and their voices diminished.

"So, that's what happened. I have to see her." I looked at the glass again. I hid as I saw Yanagi leaving.

"Take care of yourself, Fuuko. I'll try to drop by often," she said, befoe closing the door.

I heard Fuuko's voice. "I'm okay, Yanagi. But it'll be fine as well."

I was tempted to leave the room but I grabbed the chance as well. I entered the room and was surprised that I didn't receive any violent reaction from her. I looked at her.

"Dr. Katanari, is that you?" she asked, looking puzzled.

"Huh?" I replied, my voice undertone. "What is happening to her?"

She stood up slowly, enduring the pain on her back since I heard some of her small sobs of pain. She started to walk towards me.

"Are you there?" she asked. She was walking like crazy, her hands outstretched and trying to catch something. Before she could even touch me, she fell and her hands caught my leg. "There, gotcha!"

Her face tilted up to me and I realized what happened to her.

"Fuuko's blind!"

I continued to visit her everyday, silently, since her ears can sense any intruder of the room. I watched her as she moved, as she moved around the room, helpless, and pitiful. Everything is my fault. If I weren't kissing with Youna, she shouldn't have drove with a hard heart. And the sad part is she couldn't have lost her eyesight. I destroyed her life.

I destroyed everything but still she loved me.

A week after the day I first saw her, I visited her again and sat there, looking and marveling at her determination to see again. However, I happened to be a little careless and she heard me.

"Tanaki?" she asked. "I know you're there. Don't worry. It's okay." She proceeded to her bed again and tucked in there. "You know, I want to tell you something. You're a psychiatrist, right? Maybe you'll know what's happening to me. Here it goes." She took a deep breath before starting her reminisces. "I met a guy years ago. We were absolute strangers and we… didn't go with each other well. However, when he became my boss at work, I started to fall for him."

"Crap, Tokiya. She's talking about you!" I said in disbelief.

She, however, continued the story as though she was really talking to the guy named Tanaki. "We went each other well and…" I saw her tears falling silently on her cheek, "he told me that he loved me." she bit her lip on the word and wiped her tears away. "However, I became foolish to believe him. He was not happy with him because I couldn't give him any satisfaction."

I hit the table with my fist. "I love you Fuuko. You are the only woman I love."

She suddenly stopped, wiped her tears and said, "Are you sure you're okay?"

I hesitated to reply but I tried to keep my voice different. "I'm alright."

I was lucky that she didn't sense that it was me she was talking to. She continued her release of feelings. "When I saw him… kissing with another girl, I was hurt. I was hurt because I saw that he was satisfied the way she kissed him, and he enjoyed the sensation." She shook her head with a matching shout. "I can't believe it! I still love him after what he had done. I still cannot forget him. I still want to see him." She stopped as she sobbed harder. "Tanaki, I wanted to see him. I want to see again and look at him!"

This time, things got worse. She was running amok; her desire to see was very strong. I was about to reply but a voice took charge. "You will see him again Fuuko, trust me." a man emerged from the shadows near the door. He has long, blue hair and sea-green eyes. She was a deserving opponent against me.

"Maybe this is Tanaki," I thought. He edged nearer to the crying Fuuko and embraced her.

A pang of jealousy aroused in my chest. "What the hell!"

"Stop crying Fuuko, you'll be able to see in a week," he assured soothingly, holding Fuuko. He took a syringe and pushed it against Fuuko's arm. Slowly, she stopped her crying and slept soundly. He arranged the blanket over her and he gestured me to follow him and I did, leaving her sleeping form.

"Mr. Mizu Takani, am I right?" he said, as he gestured me to site down on a chair in front of his desk. I gasped slightly, but remembering that I am Mizu Takani outside. He sat down and started to scramble some data. "I guess that you are the one Ms. Kirisawa was talking about," he said smartly.

"This man will get what he wants." I looked at him and said, "And so?" I replied smugly.

He looked at me, his eyes blazing with something. "I believe you are familiar with your girlfriend's case, aren't you?"

"Are you daring me? I believe not. It has been secretive," I said with equal blaze in the eyes.

He pursed his lips for a while, as though searching for words. "Ms. Kirisawa," he started, "is temporarily blind."

That gave me hope. "You mean…?"

He nodded, like he could read my mind. "We don't need donors and if you are thinking of committing suicide just to give her eyesight, don't do it."

"This man has flair of seeing what I'm thinking," I thought, entertained. "What makes you think that I'll do that?"

He sighed. "Ms. Kirisawa told me earlier that I am influenced by TV shows. Maybe that's the reason why." He took an envelope bearing Fuuko's name and took the records. "Aside from that, she has a broken back, luckily, her spinal cord wasn't injured. Dr. Sekuya will take care of that. She had a quantity of broken bones in the accident so we have Dr. Sadune to tend to her. As for me, I am here to take over her eyesight and," his eyes flashed, "her emotional status that made her do it."

"So what are you saying?" I asked. "Do you want me to "hands off" her?"

"Not exactly. Having you there will be perfectly fine until the next week, the week where I calculated the time her brain cells would let go of the trauma," he assured.

"Can she really see the next week?" I asked, taking 'no' as a peril.

"Yes, and she'll start to have her eyes with ointment while waiting for that day. For protection, you know."

I looked at him and he looked back at me, assuring that she will be safe under his supervision. "Do anything for her to see again," I told him, standing up and turning to go.

"And," he started, stopping me. "Try to be more loyal to her the next time," he reminded. I didn't look again as I continued to walk out of his office.

Fuuko's POV

"Do I really have to do this?" I asked Tanaki.

"Of course, Fuuko. You want to see again so you have to follow my directions," he said, placing his hand on my shoulder.

I felt that there is something placed over my eyes. It was burning it. "Stop it!" I exclaimed. "Are you really curing me or what? That thing stings!"

He held me to calm down and said, "Fuuko, you have some things to sacrifice before curing yourself. And this is that sacrifice."

His gentle hands took the bandage and he placed it over my eyes, lessening the pain as I bit my lips. "There," he said. "Perfect. You'll have to stay like that before the day comes. That will be changed regularly."

"Regularly?" I replied, bemused and annoyed.

"Yes, but it will not sting the next time, promise," he guaranteed.

"You promised that. I'm gonna beat you if it hurts the next time," I threatened.

He took my hand and said, "Deal."

Tokiya's POV

I knew that the time for her to see again is approaching fast. I don't know if I will be happy or sad on the fact that her eyes will view light again.

I will be happy if she would be able to see again and attain her normal life. To live, to work, and to do things she was destined to do. If, however, she could see again, I will not be able to see her, to marvel at her when she moves about the hospital room, unconscious that I am still there, caring for her, loving her.

I do not want the idea that she will think of me as no one, and it hurts to know that she didn't want me to know all about her condition. It looks like I am a stranger to her. Particularly, the fact that I heard her hidden feelings when she thought I was Dr. Katanri. I could see that she was definitely hurt. Hurt to the fact that I was not loyal to her love.

Nevertheless, I decided to leave the office and go to the hospital at the prescribed time Dr. Katanari told me. I went about slowly, hesitating to go to her room. However, the "Dr. Nosy" saw me.

"Mr. Mizu Takani, it's a pleasure to see you once again," he said, our eyes meeting each other. If we live in a fantasy world, this hospital will blow up to the friction produced by our eye contact. "I believe that you cannot bear not to see Ms. Kirisawa," his eyes flashed, "one more time."

I smirked at his declaration. "And if I do, what would it do to you?"

"Well, nothing." He looked at his watch. "I can see that she's waiting," he said it, judging at the shouts that can be heard inside the room. "Wanna go or not?"

I followed him silently. I admit that my blood boils everytime I see him, maybe because I am jealous. No, wrong answer, maybe because I believe that this man could still Fuuko away from me.

I saw Yanagi calming down Fuuko. The woman was hitting everything, for the reason we don't know. She was shouting the same thing over and over again. "Mi-chan! I want to see you again!"

As I closed the door, Yanagi gasped "Toki – " but silenced by Dr. Katanri. I was grateful for the first time, because I don't want to be in addition to Fuuko's distress.

Yanagi edged nearer to the two of us and said, "Nice to see you, Tokiya-sempai." Sh turned to the doctor and told him, "After waking up, she was like that. If I go nearer, maybe I'll be beaten up."

"Don't worry Ms. Sakoshita," he guaranteed. He gestured me nearer the patient, walking as silent as ever. The nurse behind us was looking at Fuuko like a madman.

He turned to me and said, "Now, this is your chance. I want you to talk to her. Tell everything."

"By all means," I snorted. "Then, what do you want to happen? For her to wrestle me out of the room?"

"I want her to think of it as a dream," he said dreamily. "She told me that she feels you, which is true, everytime she walks around the room. You may want to speak to her."

"Bu…" I never finished my statement as he ushered everybody, including Yanagi, out of the room, leaving the two of us.

"He wanted her to think of me as a dream. What a stupid suggestion!" I thought with annoyance. "But it could help." I went nearer to the sobbing girl in front of me and touched her.

"Mi-chan?" she said, her voice muffled because she was hiding her face. "What are you doing here?" She sat up straight and tried to turn her face to…eerrr… me. "I thought you do not care for me?"

Tears fell from my eyes. "Did I ever say that?" I replied jokingly. "You know from the start how much I love you, Fuuko. You are my princess."

"Since when?" she asked bitterly. She turned her face away and wiped her tears.

"Since I met you…"

"Then why didn't you come here earlier?"

"Does that matter? Besides, you didn't tell me that you are here." I held her hand. "Fuuko, I love you, and I will always love you. I belong to you, do you believe me?"

I felt her embracing me. "I'm sorry Mi-chan," she said, crying on my clothes.

I held her against me. "For what?"

"For doubting your love. I know that you loved me. I was foolish to believe Youna. I was foolish to doubt your trust. I was stupid that I wanted to die," she confessed.

I gasped as I heard the word 'die'. "I don't want you to die. I'll be alone if you die," I reasoned. "Don't do that again, promise me."

I recoiled and looked at her. Our eyes seemed to be meeting each other when she nodded. "But promise me that you'll never leave me again."

I hesitated. "But we're in a dream, Fuuko," I reminded her.

"At least I see you in my dreams. I see you now, Mi-chan. I feel you everytime I go around this room," she told me, holding me again.

"I promise," I assured. "I will not leave you again, or I could say in your dreams," I added.

"That's better," she smiled. I started to walk away now. "Where are you going?" she asked innocently.

"You need to wake up and see again," I reminded.

She looked depressed again. "Will you still be there, Dream Mi-chan?"

"Dream Mi-chan?" I repeated, stopping on my tracks.

"Yes," she said smartly. "Since you're only my dream, I might as call you, Dream Mi-chan."

"Um… okay. So goodbye, Fuuko. See you in your next dream," I bade as I am about to open the door.

"See ya," she replied. It was in silence, however, when she called me again. "Dream Mi-chan!" she yelled.

"What?" I asked, looking at her like crazy.

"You look nice today."

"Thank you," I said, smiling as I walked out of the room.

Fuuko's POV

After talking to Dream Mi-chan, I suddenly felt a strong urge to see the real Mi-chan once again. I want to see Mi-chan, and to love him once again. Maybe he would never accept me once again but I still want to be with him.

I heard footsteps approaching. No doubt, this must be Dr. Katanari. "Tanaki!" I exclaimed gleefully. "I saw Mi-chan!"

"Where?" he asked excitedly.

"In my dream!" I was struck that it was the day I could see again. "When can we remove these bandages?"

He whistled softly and said, "Today."

"Today!" I shrieked like a girl given a doll. "I want to see!"

He chuckled and said, "Wait and be patient woman, the nurses will be coming by now."

I waited patiently, eager to hear the opening and closing of the door. I've heard one but it wasn't the nurses.

"Good thing you're here," Tanaki said. I heard some whispering and the other one merely grunted.

"Fuuko, good luck," Yanagi said as approaching footsteps, the nurses, went beside me.

Tanaki walked to me slowly. "Are you ready, my dear Ms. Kirisawa?"

I screwed my face into determination. "As ready as you are, Dr. Katanari."

Slowly, I felt scarping and the slow removal of the bandage. I could see al little light but I preferred to have my eyes close because the ointment they applied stung as they removed it again.

Moments later, Tanaki ordered me to open my eyes. "Fuuko, we have to see…"

"But it hurts!" I complained stubbornly.

Tanaki sighed and said, "Then you won't see your Mi-chan again if you are like that."

I paused for a moment, thinking of the consequences. "Okay," I said, giving up. I endured the stinging pain as I opened my eyes. It was dark. Tears fell from my eyes when I held Tanaki by the collar and shouted. "Why is it dark?"

He breathed deeply and told me. "I'm sorry Fuuko. Try to close your eyes again, Fuuko."

I followed him desperately. Why can't people understand that I want to see again?

"Open it again, Fuuko," Tanaki said once again.

Then there was light (a/n: BWAHAHAHA!). I blinked many times at the long-haired figure in front of me.

"Mi-chan, is that you?" I asked him.

Tokiya's POV

I snorted. Me compared to that arrogant doctor? Wrong word, I admit we're both arrogant. Let's change the topic. I smiled as I saw the marvelous miracle made for Fuuko. However, as silently as possible, I emerged from the shadows and went outside.

I heard her saying, "Tanaki, I saw Dream Mi-chan. He was talking..." I closed the door and sighed with relief.

Now, the next plan is to get the "seeing Fuuko" back to my arms.

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