Moment's Change
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Subdivision 2
He could feel them, their thoughts, even in his dreamscape. They were broadcasting them like a radio station. He could feel their worry and concern over him? He hadn't felt such emotions towards him like that for nine years that he didn't think people were even thinking of caring about him. It felt chilly yet his forehead was burning.
He was awake yet he couldn't open his eyes or even speak but he could hear their chatter.
"He has a fever. Kasumi, fetch some cold water with a small towel please," a male voice stated.
The boy couldn't speak. His body was chilled. He tried opening his eyes with some success. Things were a bit blurry at first but then they started to clear a bit as he kept blinking. He then felt a damp cold cloth touch his burning forehead. The man, although a little blurred out, was damping his head with the cold cloth.
"Sleep, Bon," he heard the soft male voice.
After a few seconds, he fell to sleep.
-X-
A maid ran through the halls of the big house. She panicked. When she was delivering the young master's meal to his cell, he wasn't there. She knew the master and mistress would be terribly upset if the young master ruined their reputation, as if he hadn't ruined it enough already. She made it to the dinning hall.
"Master, mistress, the young master is missing!" the maid stated. This caught the master's attention.
"What do you mean?" he asked seriously.
"He's missing. He isn't in his cell or outside in the gardens or grounds."
The master stood up and faced the window. He thought hard. Though he was surprised that his son finally did it.
"Let him be. If he comes back, put him back."
"Hai, Nagare-sama."
-X-
The brown haired man stared, more like watched, the sleeping figure on his futon. Other people never really sparked his interest but this kid… There was something about him that interested him. The kid looked gajin and he wondered what would one be doing around here. He sighed taking a drag from his pipe. It was no use thinking about it now when the kid was still asleep.
Before he could think further, a knock interrupted him.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Oriya-san, Muraki-san is here to visit you. Should I bring him here?" Oriya heard Kasumi ask.
He stood up and opened the door relieved that his friend was not there.
"Send him to one of the guest rooms. Come get me when you show him to the room," Oriya said to Kasumi. She nodded and went off to do her task.
She came back, asked to watch the kid before he went to confront his friend on what he wanted this time. Though he wondered why he still helped the psychotic doctor. He thought of it no more when he approached the room. He opened the door and slipped inside. He closed the door so no one would intrude on their conversation. Lord knows what can happen.
"Kazutaka, what brings you here?" Oriya asked his friend. He saw that Muraki was cleaning himself of dirt as if he ran through the forest or something. Leaves were falling from his white coat along with the dirt. Muraki is a clean person and he preferred it that way.
"I can't just come and visit an old friend?" Muraki spoke with that smile of his. Oriya rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"You only come when you need something. What happened, one of your targets ran away?" Oriya said sarcastically as if this was an everyday thing. Muraki sighed.
"You could say that. Oriya you know this could ruin me."
"What happened?"
"Someone saw what I was doing. Apparently he or she got away. I followed them here and I was hoping you could search for this person."
"Kazutaka… It will be kind of hard to do that, if I don't have a description to give to the authorities to search. I highly doubt the person would be able to identify you."
"Well, I guess we'll just wait and see. I'll be going now Oriya, I do have to be at the hospital tomorrow." Muraki got ready to leave and Oriya cursed. Muraki always talked like that when he refused to do his bidding. He sighed. He fell for it every time.
"Did you catch a glimpse of what the person might have looked like?"
"I caught sighed of blond hair and beautiful green or brown eyes, I'm not sure. It was a red night after all."
Oriya froze at the description. It couldn't be…
"This happened yesterday. I sure hope nothing gets past you, ne, old friend?"
-X-
It was nice. The hand was brushing gently through his hair along his forehead, easing him into comfort. At least this was better than the cell he was placed in about ten years ago. She was also singing. He could hear it faintly. His mother use to sing it to him before…
He had to go back. He couldn't stay. Forcing himself awake, he immediately sat up. Kasumi was surprised but sighed in relief. She tried to lay him back down but he fought back and tried to stand. She gasped in surprise.
"Please, lay back down, you still have a fever. You might collapse," Kasumi begged as she tried to assist him but he stepped back in fear. She stopped and looked at him with sad eyes. He was very thin and sickly looking but couldn't help but notice that he was beautiful looking, more so than her. He just stared back at her like a cornered cat.
"My name is Takeshi Kasumi. And you are?" she asked extending out her hand for him to take and introduce himself in the process. He stared at it warily as if knowing her intentions. He didn't do anything except inched his way along the walls. The door wasn't too far. She just smiled at him. He just had a headache. He could still feel the fever but he had to leave. If… If they find out about him they would be mad, Nagare and Rin would be mad.
He bolted for the door and managed to out run Kasumi for she was in a kimono. He opened the door and ran out only to run into someone. He would've fallen but the person took a hold of him and wouldn't let go, unfortunately. Kasumi stood behind him.
"I'm sorry Oriya-san, but he out ran me," she said.
"It's all right Kasumi, he's just confused," Oriya responded before taking the feverish child back into the room. He was rather surprised that the kid didn't put up a struggle. He seemed to settle down when he was around. He placed the kid back onto the futon and grabbed the wet towel to dampen among his forehead.
"You're fever's gone down. Since you can manage to be up and about. You should be able to leave home tomorrow. Kasumi, fetch us some dinner."
"Hai, Oriya-san."
Oriya looked at the kid who was sitting up looking down at his lap. It could be that Muraki was after this kid. He was the only one to fit the description. He should just tell his friend but then again he couldn't. He should ask first.
"Oi, Bon, where do you live?" he asked. He received no reply for a moment.
"I don't know," the kid answered. He sighed; he was dealing with an amnesiac.
"Do you know your name?"
"Hisoka."
"Family name?" He shook his head.
"Your parents are going to be looking for you. If they do I have to return you."
Hisoka nodded.
"You can stay until they do. I'm sure there are a lot of women around here to dote on you. Kasumi is such a gossiper."
"Gomen nasai." He heard the faint whisper. "For intruding in your space."
"It's fine. The only person that would intrude in my space would be my friend who only comes over when he needs help."
"I can stay?" he heard a faint hope in Hisoka's voice.
"Yes you can. Now where is Kasumi? I asked her to get dinner…"
TBC----------------
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