Disclaimer: I've told you once, I'll tell you again, they are not mine...
Note: An OC's point of view
Prologue:
Shiguiro Mansion 7:03 a.m. October 11, 1998
Damn it!
He is already late on the board meeting, which was supposed to be held on 7 a.m. His wife should have woken him up at 6, but because they have a fight about her wife's inability to bear a child last night so her wife is giving him a silent treatment, and as a result she have not bothered to wake him up. Damn, this is a very important meeting, this will decide if he's going to be the next CEO or not.
And Curses!
There's a traffic jam on the main road, based on what he is hearing right now, a loud honking of horns and curses, and it's driving him nuts. He NEEDS to be on the office right now!
Luckily he had swerved the car before he got stuck in the traffic too. Good thing he knew the way in Tokyo very well.
He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had evaded the traffic and will only be late for only about half an hour. He could still attend the meeting.
What the--?
There's a large commotion on the street. People are currently loitering the road looking at something at the ground. He honked his horn loudly to get their attention so they could get out of the way but the people paid no heed on him.
He got out of the car, annoyed and was about to shout at the people when he noticed something red on the ground. He forced his way through the crowd and he nearly fainted.
Oh my..!
A boy was currently lying sprawled on the street, his body covered with blood.
He heard someone muttered that they should get help and hearing that he immediately went to action. Without a second thought he carried the body to his car and brought him to the nearest hospital. His meeting totally forgotten.
Please save the boy!
His currently pacing the silent corridor of the hospital, worry and anxiety is filling his heart. He spared a glance every minute at the still closed door of the emergency room where the doctors are trying to revive the teen-ager.
He'd already contacted the office saying that he had encountered an accident and thankfully, they postponed the meeting.
He also tried contacting the parents of the boy but he carried no I.D. with him or anything that would identify him.
Finally!
He went straight to the doctor that was one of the others that come out of the room. He asked how is the boy and the doctor knowing that he was the one who saved the boy told him that he only had a concoction, a few broken ribs and limbs, scattered bruises here and there, but otherwise he's fine.
He heaved a sigh of relief finally finding out that the boy is fine. He asked where the boy is and the doctor answered him that he is on one of the hospital room, he had lost so much blood so he needs a blood transfusion.
He then wondered aloud if he could see the him, and the doctor replied that he could, provided he won't disturb the boy. After assuring the doctor that he won't, he quickly trudged in the direction of the teen-ager's room.
God!
The boy was lying on the bed with needles attached on his wrists; one of them is for dextrose and the other one for blood. He was covered in bandages. Only his feet were the part of his body that is not covered in bandages.
He walked carefully to the bed and looked at the boy's sleeping figure. He figured that the one lying on the bed could not be more than 17 though tall. He smiled when he saw that the boy's handsome face was not damage except for the bruise on the left cheek. He looked closely and noticed that the boy has perfect brows and long eyelashes. His straight nose is unscathed. But what entices him the most is the boy's hair. It was flaming red.
He turned around and decided to go home and tell his wife about the boy. Maybe she'll forgive him when she found out that even for a short while she could be a mother.
A week has passed...
When will he wake up?
The boy is still not showing any indication of waking up. The only sign that he's even alive is the constant heaving of his chest and the beeping of the machine.
His wife is very worried and asks him every few minutes when will the boy wake up. His wife had taken a liking on the boy ever since she saw him and is acting like a mother-hen.
Is he...?
Suddenly one of the fingers of the boy move. They nearly missed it, and were not even sure if what they saw is real or just their wishful thinking. But the groan from the bed made them assured them that indeed the boy was waking up.
They went quickly to the side of the bed and peered at the slowly opening eyes of the boy. They gasped when they saw the boy's mesmerizing honey-brown eyes.
The boy spoke, albeit with raspy voice, "W-where am I?' They were about to answer that he was at the hospital when the boy's next words made them froze in their tracks.
"Who am I?"
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- T.B.C. -
Notes:
So how was it? It's just the prologue so there's really no story yet, but the chap 1 will be much better I promise… besides I just want to show you what happened.