Hayner, eyes closed, was drifting, it was just like when he floated around in the sea, but instead of water lapping at him, it was darkness that clung, trying to pull him down. And he was ready to let it. But just as his head was about to go under a voice reverberated in the black.
"Hey, kid, you okay? Wake up, c'mon."
With the quiet broken, the darkness oozed away from the still body. Begrudgingly, Hayner opened his eyes.
"Finally you're awake."
Unused to the sunlight Hayner blinked several times until he could see. A figure leaned over him, their face thrown in shadow. The blonde moved to sit up and quickly stopped, thanks to the horrible pain it brought to his head.
"Ow."
"Yeah, I wouldn't try to move for awhile if I was you. Looks like you cracked your head, feels like I did too."
Gently Hayner nodded and waited for the spots in his vision to fade away before trying again. This time he was successful but his head still throbbed uncomfortably. Reaching one arm around, he tenderly touched the spot, jerking his hand away when he felt something wet. Steeling himself, he touched it again, needing to find out how bad it was. When he made contact with thick, knotted flesh, he sighed, happy it had already scabbed over. Letting his arm drop, he rubbed the residual blood off his finger tips onto the ground. Happy with how good he was already feeling, Hayner looked up at Seifer, who was still crouched near, watching him.
"Hey, you hurt too?" Hayner asked.
"Yeah, big bump on the back of my head."
Nodding his head once the camo loving boy stared down at his sneakers. Without looking up he spoke again.
"This is going to sound really clichИd but who are you and...who am I?"
"...Funny I was just going to ask you that."
-No this isn't the creation of a nobody or anything like that, and don't expect something like that from me. D