Hello! So yeah. I won't tell who died and who lived but I'll tell in the next chapter. You know … to built up the suspense.
Even if you HATE it RATE it!
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The air felt heavy.
So very heavy.
"Nenoooh! Neeeeenooooooooh!" the siren of an ambulance played.
"The ambulance!" Oishi cried out.
"Let's go" Tezuka said pulling the paralyzed Ryoma down the flight of stairs.
The sound of huffing echoed through the stairs, no sound came out from any of them.
When they finally reached ground floor, a crowd of students surrounded the ambulance.
Murmurs and name calling circled the area.
"Ryuzaki-San!" someone called out.
"Stay with us!" another encouraged.
"Mio-Chan!" another girl's voice spoke.
"Don't die! Don't die!" a person plead.
"Sakuno-Chan!" wiped a girl's voice.
"Please move out of the way. We need to send this girl to the hospital" said a staff.
Ryoma held his breath.
"And this other girl to the morn"
He tried to see which girl they were talking about but couldn't. The crowd blocked his view. All he saw was the familiar site of their school girl uniform.
But he couldn't help but know who the victim was. Who the dead victim was at least. It was so obvious. The chances of Sakuno being the dead girl was 99.9%
"No" Ryoma plead in his head while dragging his body to a near by bench. "Oh god please no" he plead again.
"Echizen" his captain called out.
There was no reply from the raven haired 16 year old. He kept gazing at the ground, hands on his head.
"Ryoma. Let's go" Oishi said.
Still no reply.
Tezuka saw the look in Ryoma's eyes. He knew there was guilt written all over it, he knew this was not easy for his team mate.
"Oishi, go. Help the ambulance crew. You know first aid. The ambulance crew may need some help" Tezuka advice.
Oishi nodded and left.
"Echizen" Tezuka's voice muffered, being as gentle as possible.
Ryoma shook his head.
"Echizen … It's not your fault" Tezuka told.
"It is. It is my fault. If I'd notice this earlier, Ryuzaki would have been safe. She'd still be alive" Ryoma's voice trailed off.
"You don't know if she's the one who di-" Tezuka said but was cut off unexpectedly.
"OF COURSE SHE IS! SHE'S THE ONE WHO DIED! THERE IS NO WAY ON FREAKING HELL YOU'RE TELLING ME SHE'S THE ONE WHO LIVED. WHO ARE YOU KIDDING? SHE WAS BLEEDING HEAVILY! SHE LOST A LOT OF BLOOD! SHE HAD A FREAKING PAIR OF SCISSORS INJECTED INTO HER CHEST! YOU WANNA TELL ME SHE'S THE ONE WHO LIVED? COMPARED TO THAT PSYCO MANIAC WHO WAS HEALTHY AND INTACTED! WHAT ARE THE ODDS! TELL ME HONESTLY!" Ryoma exploded.
Tezuka kept quite.
He wasn't surprised by Ryoma's outburst. He knew Ryoma needed to blow off some steam, even if it meant throwing things around.
Ryoma panted in and out. Blowing the anger away. When he finally realized what he did, he covered his face with his hands and groaned.
"Echizen"
"I-I'm sorry, captain. I didn't mean too. I … I just …" Ryoma trembled.
Tezuka waved his hand in front of Ryoma. Signaling him it's ok.
"Go home, rest. You need to de-stress" Tezuka told while putting both his hands on Ryoma's shoulders.
Ryoma nodded and left school.
Everything seem to be in a blur as he walked the familiar roads back home.
He entered his house and whispered a soft "Tadaima".
His mother and cousin quickly surrounded him, asking questions.
"Are you hurt? Did you do anything reckless?"
"What happened? Are you ok?"
"We were so worried when the school called. What trouble have you gotten into?"
"Ryoma. Please tell me if your ok. Do you have any scars?"
They spend minutes asking more questions and touching his face to see if there was any scars.
He just brushed their hands off, told them he was fine and wanted to sleep.
Judging by his emotionless voice well more emotionless voice they knew it was a sign he wanted to be alone.
He lugged up the stairs.
"Hey Chibisuke!" Ryoga, his older brother called out, peeping out of his room. "I heard the news. It's all over FaceBook! Almost all of Seigaku's student's FaceBook statues is filled up with that incident. Is Ryuzaki-Chan ok?"
"I don't know" Ryoma replied not looking up from the floor and entered his room. He then flopped on his bed and buried his head.
"Meow" greeted his cat, Karupin.
He simply petted her head and continued his head burying.
Karupin was concern by her master's attitude. She brushed herself against him until she was tired of brushing. Finally giving up after 3 minutes of constant brushing, she curled up into a ball and slept at his feet.
Ryoma sigh and recalled how useless he was today. If he had a time machine he would have gone back and saved her, he wouldn't care if it racked the time space continuum. Heck, if he had to do it 100 times he would!
He let out another sigh
Tezuka's words echoed through his ears; "Go home, rest. You need to de-stress"
His captain was right. He needed to sleep, relax his mind, chill.
But alas!
Ryoma couldn't fall asleep; he rolled and twisted, shifted and moved but could not find a comfortable spot.
He spent a good hour staring at the unusually white ceiling before finally falling asleep.
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So hop you liked it! Tell all your friends to read my stories! If you don't then you're selfish!
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