Disclaimer: I do not own Sora, Kairi, or any other Kingdom Hearts characters involved in this story. Other persons/places mentioned in this story are fictional and are not
intended to name any realistic person/place.
Warning: This chapter and/or future chapters may include: Suicide, Self-Inflicted Harm, Alcohol Abuse, Minor Child Abuse, and Minor Profanity
Chapter 2: White Walls, White Curtains
She wakes to the sound of voices. As she opens her eyes, she looks around herself to see only white walls, curtains, and a table. The room is so bright she can barely see. Kairi turns on her side and begins to get out of the hospital bed. She places her hands firmly on the bed and pushes herself up. As she begins to walk barefoot towards the doorway, a small, short woman sees her from her desk in the hallway. The woman was approximately in her 40's and had long beautiful curly hair. She got up from her desk and walked towards Room 127 where the girl was at.
"Well, hello there, how are you feeling this morning, sweetie?", the short woman asked.
"I'm okay, I think.", said Kairi in a low confused voice.
"That's good, honey, you gave us quite a scare, you know."
"I'm sorry.", the girl said ever more confused.
"It's okay, I'll call Dr. Lou to check you out but he should send you home in a couple days, I bet that'll be nicer than staying in this o'l place.", the lady stated.
The woman went back to her desk and picked up a cordless phone next to the computer. She talked for a minute or so and then placed the phone back on the charger. She looked over to Room 127 once more to check that the girl was still there then started working on her computer.
Kairi went back to her bed and sat there examining the room once more. It was so unbelievably bright in that room. She looked around trying to find at least one object in the room that wasn't a hint of white but was unsuccessful. "Dang," she said to herself, "If I didn't know any better, I'd think I was dead!". "It is pretty weird in here isn't it?", asked a voice that came from somewhere in the room. "Uh, yeah...", she said in a curious tone, trying to figure out where the voice came from. That's when she noticed something she hadn't before. Behind the pure white fabric curtain next to her bed was someone else's bed. She couldn't tell what they looked like with the curtain there, but she presumed it was another kid that had spoken to her.
As she was about to speak again, the doctor came in. Dr. Lou was a tall man with short blonde hair and thick black rimmed glasses. He walked in holding a clip-board with a pen attached at the top left corner. He looked through the papers in his clip-board then walked up to Kairi.
"I'm going to have to do some check-ups to see how you are doing, okay?" asked the doctor, in more of a 'standard-procedure' tone.
"Uh huh." responds Kairi.
The doctor proceeds on with his examination. He checks this and that then writes down notes in his paperwork. Once he's done, he flips on the television and and hands her a remote telling her she can watch t.v. now if she prefers. After that, he simply walks out the door and goes over to the desk to conversate with the short woman.
Kairi decides to flips through the television channels trying to find something to watch. Lawn & Order... Trading Faces... and finally she finds it. Lanny Phantom. She sits back, fluffs her pillow, and begins to watch the show, trying her best not to think about what had happened the day before.
"Is that show any good?", she hears the voice ask.
"Yeah, you should watch it... do you want me to pull the curtain so you can?", she asks in concern yet also curious to see what the child looks like.
"Nah, I've got my own t.v. in here, besides, I don't think you'd like to see me anyway" says in the voice in somewhat sarcasm.
"Why not?"
"Because I don't look so good. That's all." responds the voice in sorrow.
"You can't be that bad," Kairi says in sympathy, "I promise I won't laugh or anything..."
"Okay, but I warned you."
Kairi gets up from her bed and walks over to the curtain somewhat nervous to see what is behind it. She grabs hold of one end and walks ever so that the curtain between them is out of the way and her television is in perfect view. Then she lets go and walks back to her bed and looks over to her room-mate. "See, isn't that better?", she asks. The child nods in return.
The child next to her had tubes connected in his arm and around his nose. He had lost most of their hair due to Chemo-Therapy but managed to have some here and there. He had pale white skin and a tiresome face. The word around the hospital was that he only had a couple months.
A familiar voice is heard in the hallway. It is of her father.