Chapter 11 – Kaido's Point of View

The rest of the camping trip seemed to go by pretty fast. We had done a lot of things while we were there. Most of the time I was hanging around Ty, but other then that nothing else exciting happened. That is until we got back to her house.

"I was wondering when you'd get back." Ty's mother said as we entered his house.

"Why? Were you looking for me or something?" Ty replied.

His mother smiled faintly and asked Ty to come with her. She wanted to talk to him alone. I sat down on the couch and leaned back waiting for him to return. I closed my eyes and sighed a little. Something told me that what his mother wanted wasn't going to be. My suspicions were confirmed when I looked at the door and saw Ty step out of the kitchen with a grim look on his face.

"What's wrong Ty?" I asked patting the couch.

He sat down and I could tell that he was crying. I hated seeing him this way so I put my arm around him and pulled him closer.

"Come on… Please tell me what's wrong." I muttered softly.

"I have to go back to America. My dad found a good job there and would like to go back. We have to leave next week." He whimpered.

I felt as if my heart drop straight the through the floor. He was leaving and I was afraid that I would never be able to see him again.

"But…" I stuttered trying to find the right words to express myself. Nothing came to me though.

He reached up at whipped his eyes. It didn't work though. I could see that there were still tears in his eyes and I didn't know what to do for him. I was upset myself.

I reached for a tissue and whipped at his eyes gently. The only thing I could do was reassure him that we would see each other again. We then decided that the last days we would spend together we would be alone and not with the rest of the team. I wanted to spend as much time alone with him as I could.

We went to his room and he turned on his TV. He sat down on his bed and started flipping through the channels. He stopped on a movie that I had never heard before. It was called Final Destination. We watched the movie then he started to flip through the channels again. His mother had come up and handed him some boxes. She wanted him to start packing so that they didn't have to do it later. It would be faster that way.

I got to my feet and we both packed up most of the things that were visible in his room. I told him that I would come back and help pack everyday. That way he didn't have to do it all himself.

When I left that night I could tell that he didn't want me to go. I didn't want to leave, but I had to get home or my parents would be angry with me.

By the time it was moving day I had help his family pack up everything in his house. The team had come over to wish him farewell and help move the things into the moving van. We went the airport with them and I watched Ty bored the plane. I could see the tears in his eyes and it felt as if something stabbed into my heart. I hung my head and sighed a little. The image from the movie sprang to my head and it made me shudder. The picture of the plane crash made me sick and I started to worry about what was going to happen to Ty.

We left the airport and went back to town. It was almost dark so the team went home. I walked into my room and turned on my TV. I couldn't sleep very well and I had a night of uneasiness. My dreams kept waking me up and I had to wait to fall back to sleep.

I went to practice the next and sat down on the bench. I wasn't in much of a mood to practice and I still had this uneasy feeling. I got back to my feet and walked away from the courts. I took a taxi to the airport and decided to ride the next plane to America. It cost quite a lot of money, but that didn't matter to me.

I bought the ticket and sat down to wait.

Ryoma's Point of View

I rushed into the courts and called for the rest of the regulars to gather round me. I looked around Kaido and saw that he wasn't there.

"Where's Kaido? He needs to hear this." I said almost frantically.

"He left a while ago. I don't know where though. He seemed upset." Oishi replied.

I let out growl and shook my head. He would hear about it one way or another. I reached into my bag and pulled out the newspaper. There was a picture of a plane on the front of it.

"Ty's plane crashed. There were only five people that survived… They haven't released the names, but it says that the four out of the five people will be all right, but the fifth is in a deep coma and isn't expected to come out of it. We have to go to America and see who they are. What if Ty was killed in the crash?" I said showing them the paper.

Tezuka too the paper and read it over. He handed it back to me and turned towards the rest of the team.

"Practice is cancelled until further notice." He said to them and walked away.

The regulars followed and I watched as Tezuka walked into the office and closed the door. He was speaking with our coach about the situation. They didn't take long because he came back out rather quickly and told us that she had given us the money for the tickets and money for a hotel. Plus she had provided us with transportation.

We got to the airport just in time to buy our tickets and bored the plane. It was going to take forever to get there and it seemed as if no one could wait that long. I ended up falling asleep during the trip.

When I woke up I saw that we had arrived and Momoshiro was poking at me to wake up. I got to my feet quickly and we rushed off the plane to grab our things. We had all packed in a hurry so we didn't have a lot of things with us.

Tezuka looked around. He stepped over to some one that looked as if they worked there and they started to talk. After a few moments he came back to us and told us which hospital the survivors were at. We hailed a taxi and drove to the hospital.

We didn't know where we were and it got a little confusing since it was hard to speak in English. Tezuka finally was able to figure out which way were supposed to go. Once there I saw Ty's parents. They both looked very upset and I could see that his mother was crying.

"Hey… What's wrong?" I asked walking over them.

"Ryoma! Oh… I was terrible… Ty told us that he didn't want to go on the plane, but we made him anyway." She replied with a sniffle.

"What happened to him? Where is he?" I asked.

"He's in there. I'm sure you saw the news. It's Ty that's in a coma. They aren't sure if he'll ever wake up." She burst into tears again and buried her face in her husband's shoulder.

I looked back at the rest of the team and frowned.

"Can we go in?" I asked. She gave me a slight nod.

"There's already some one in there. I'm sure you know him already." She replied softly as she whipped her eyes.

We entered the room and I more the surprised that it was Kaido who was sitting next to the bed. Ty looked pretty bruised up. His eyes were closed and he had bandages on almost all of his body. I could see all the bandages under his hospital gown. I looked back at Kaido and could tell that he was holding back tears. Kaido never showed a lot of emotion. He never showed if he was upset. In this case no one would blame him if he did start crying. I knew that he wouldn't.

"You okay Kaido?" I asked.

He looked up at me and nodded a little, but didn't say anything. I looked back at Ty. When I took a step closed I could see that he was hooked up at life support machines. It disturbed me. I closed my eyes and sighed a little. No one liked seeing Ty this way. I sat down next to the bed and looked out the window. It seemed as if that was all I could.

Ty's Point of View

Everything was dark. I could hear voices, but I couldn't figure out who's they were. I didn't feel any pain. I looked around again. Darkness. That was all. It was a sort of hazy darkness. I didn't know where I was, but I did know that I want to go home.

Then it hit me. The plane. The crash. Am I dead? Is this what it was like being dead? No. I heard something. I felt something. I just couldn't figure out what that something was. My mind left the dark place and I saw the plane.

I remembered what happened.

My parents where going to fly to America. I didn't want to.

"I don't wanna fly. I don't wanna get on that plane." I had whined.

I remembered my father's voice tell me not to whine. We would be all right. I got on and said nothing more. Then something went wrong. Something went terrible wrong. I couldn't remember what happened. The plane hit something hard. That was the last thing I remembered before I blacked out.

I heard voices again. They sounded as if they were talking to me. Then I realized. I'm not dead. But I can't wake up. I must be unconscious. That's why I saw all black. I wanted to wake up.

The voices were far away. I couldn't understand what they were saying. I struggled with myself to wake up, but it didn't work.

"Can anyone hear me?" I asked quietly.

Even if I had spoken up I knew that there was no one there. I tried to wake myself again. No good. The voices were starting to become a little clearer, but I still couldn't figure out what they were saying.

They would fade then become clearer. Why wasn't my body responding? I remembered one voice that I had hear as clear as day.

It was the doctor.

"He's in a coma. He might not wake." That's what he had said.

I froze. That's why I couldn't wake up. What was I going to do now? I knew that there were people worried about me. I wanted to see them. I didn't want to die yet. My thoughts went to my friend in Japan. To Kaido as well. I might ever see him again.

I started to cry. My friends probably found out about the accident by now. Those were probably their voices I've been hearing.

I realized that I might not ever see them again and that made me cry even harder. I wasn't going to give up. I was going to find a way to wake up. I wasn't going to stay in this coma. I was going to see my friends again.