Okies everyone here's part four! Feel special, for I am not studying for my psychology exam to bring ya the next chapter of the story!

Part 3 Family Found
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Mako burst through the door of his house, clutching the dying boy close to his body. He swore at his luck. His doctor, and the town's physician, Dr. Kaede was still evacuated with her family.

Carefully he set down the boy on the couch of his simply furnished living room and grabbed the nearest phone. He quickly punched the memorized number into the dial pad and prayed that Dr.Kaede had her cell phone and that she was in an area that had service.

For long seconds the phone rang, with out someone picking up and Mako began to grow more frantic by the moment. Finally, on the seventh ring Kaede picked up with a flustered greeting.

"Hello, doctor?, its Mako Tsunami." The teen said with an urgent tone.

"Mako? What seems to be the problem? Are you still in town?"

"Doctor, I found somebody on the beach, he's still alive but I think he is suffering from hypothermia."

"Is he conscious?"

"No." Mako said as he felt the strange boy's forehead to gauge his temperature. As he brushed the brunette bangs he noticed they were matted with not only sand but dried blood. Pushing the bangs away Mako revealed a gash that was crusted with blood, the flesh surrounding the cut was bruised.

"Mako?" The doctor's voice, brought him back to the conversation.

"Sorry, I mean he was conscious for a few seconds, but then he fell unconscious."

"You have to get his body temperature up. Once you do, he might wake up, and we can figure the rest out from there."

"I think he might have a concussion as well," Mako said, "He's got a deep cut right at the top of his forehead and some bruising as well."

"For now, lets worry about his body temperature. Here are my instructions..."
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Mako carried the boy, who was now wrapped in several blankets into his bathroom where the tub was filling with warm water. Gently laying the boy down, Mako tested the water to make sure it wasn't too deep or too hot for his mysterious guest. Deeming the water suitable, Mako stripped the blankets from the boy's body and laid the boy into to the water. He placed a towel beneath the injured boy's head, so that the patient could be comfortable.

Mako then left the bathroom quickly to retrieve his First Aid kit and returned to watch over his guest.

The boy, Mako determined was actually a lot taller than Mako had first realized. In fact the newcomer was possibly a few inches taller than himself. He had mistake the boy to be smaller judging from how the way the boy was laying curled up in the sand when Mako found him.

Mako gently touched the soft porcelain skin. Although it was smooth, it bore signs that someone had mistreated the young man. The skin was scarred in various locations on the boy's body. More on the torso and possibly the back. The scars were deep, some recent and some old and faded, but they would always be permanent reminders of the abuse the boy had suffered.

Who hurt you? Mako wondered as he wet a small wash cloth so he could clean the open cut on the boy's forehead. More importantly, who are you? As Mako gently cleaned the wound he gazed at the boy's still face. He could feel a feeling of affection growing with in him for the boy. And beneath that feeling the need to protect and guard the seemingly helpless youth.

"Perhaps, the sea has finally paid me back for what it took?" Mako said softly, "If you have no one in this world to take care if you, will you'll stay with me and be my friend?"

Still, the boy remained motionless and Mako smiled, "Its alright little brother, we can speak when you wake."

Slowly, the boy's eyebrows twitched. Mako's smile grew,

"Was it something I said?

The boy remained still.

"Alright, I guess I'll have to wait longer then."
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"His temperature is right where it needs to be," Mako said into the phone. "I took him out of the bath and I wrapped him up in many blankets."

"Did he wake up? Or show signs of waking?" The doctor asked.

Mako ran his hand through his bangs, "No, he hasn't woken, although he furrowed his eyebrows when I spoke to him."

"Keep an eye on him. I'm coming home tomarrow, and I'll see to him. Its possible that his body needs to rest. He could be suffering from the concussion or whatever trauma he had experienced before you found him. Where is he now?"

"In the spare bedroom." Mako said as he stretched his fatigued muscles.

"If he wakes up before I get there, give him warm fluids to drink. No coffee."

"What about tea?" Mako said as he began to go through his refrigerator and cupboards.

"I'd prefer it if you'd just give him warm water, or some type of broth."

Mako produced a can of chicken stock from the cupboard and placed it on stand-bye near the stove. Kaede gave him a few more instructions and promised the teen that she would be by the house the next day. However, if the boy had not shown signs of waking before she arrived, Mako was to take him to the nearest hospital.

Setting the phone in its cradle, Mako stretched once more. This day had definitely proved to be an exciting one, he mused as he went to keep watch on his guest.
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A soft gasp roused Mako from his light slumber. Wearily, he let out a tremendous yawn, as he blinked the sleep from his eyes. It was then that he noticed the pair of blue eyes were staring fixedly upon him.

"Good morning!" Mako smiled at the boy, "You gave me quite a scare. I'd thought you'd never wake up."

No response. The youth continued to stare. Mako frowned and raised his hand to feel the boy's forehead, "Lets see how your temperature is doing..."

The boy gave a startled intake of air and ducked away from Mako's hand. Mako watched the boy's eyes as they projected fear and confusion.

"I'm sorry, I should have asked. Don't worry though, you're safe here and I won't harm you."

Mako watched as the boy's body visibly relaxed, however the eyes watched him with caution. Slowly the youth leaned towards Mako, giving silent permission that he could be touched.

Mako rested his large calloused hand on the brunette's forehead, " You're a little warm, but I suppose that's better than you being too cold, right?" he said with a good natured laugh.

The boy thought for a second; Mako could see a hint of a smile twitching at the corners of the boy's mouth, before the boy nodded in agreement.

"Are you hungry?"

Another pause, and then a nod.

"Do you know your name?"

Mako watched as the boy considered his question for a long moment. Finally the boy shook his head.

"No name, eh?" Mako said as he scratched his head, "Well, do you have a family? Or do you know where you came from?"

Again there was a pause as the boy sat quietly thinking, before looking up at his savior and sadly shaking his head.

Mako sighed as he pulled the blankets up against the boy's naked chest, and gently pushed the youth back into the bed, "Its alright, little one. We'll figure that stuff out later. I think that bump on your head gave you amnesia. My doctor's going to come and take a look at you later, but for now you should just rest. I'll go fix you something to eat."

The boy nodded sleepily, and curled into his pillow and blankets.
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"So do you think its amnesia?" Mako asked as he watched Kaede poke and prod at the boy, who was now sitting up on the bed clad in an old pair of sweat pants, and more alert than ever.

The doctor gently produced a tongue depressor from her coat pocket, "Open your mouth dear," The boy obediently complied to the kind doctor's orders, "I think it is Mako, but I don't think its from his head injury. The bruising is minimal and the cut is too shallow, and secondly the wound is in the wrong area to have done damage to his memory." She said as she pulled out her stethoscope and began to listen to the boy's heart. The young man flinch at the cool metal against his skin. "Yes, I know its cold. I'm sorry." Kaede apologized.

"Personally, I believe its due to trauma. Who knows, Mako, his boat could have gotten destroyed in the storm and he was washed overboard, and almost drowned. You know yourself, how frightening that is, I wouldn't be surprised if our friend here, is traumatized." Kaede said as she methodically felt up along the boy's arms and shoulders, "Good news is that he doesn't appear to have any broken bones," she said before flipping out a flashlight and shining it into the boy's eyes, "And I think his concussion has gone away as well," She patted the boy on his head, "You're very resilient, my friend."

"He is. I expected him to be a bit groggy after he woke up. But he's very alert." Mako smiled watching the boy grimace in annoyance as Kaede began to check inside his ears, "I know, my friend," Mako said sympathetically, "She's pushy."

Kaede smiled good naturally, "But I'm good for you. Follow my finger, dear." She said as she began to run her finger back and forth in front of the sapphire orbs.

"So what should I do? Contact the authorities?" Mako asked, although he noticed that the boy glanced away from the Kaede and looked at him with a sad expression.

Kaeda sighed as he gently ran her finger across a long jagged scar that was beneath the boy's collar bone, "I don't know Mako. On one hand, he might have a family that is looking for him, but judging from these scars and these marks on his arm, I don't want to give him back to the person who did this to him."

Mako looked up, "What marks?"

Kaede gingerly lifted boy's pale right arm, and pointed to a any area on the skin, "Here, see these faint little dots, those are injection marks. I think our friend here, has been involved with a rough crowd."

"Drugs?" Mako asked in surprise. Kaede shook her head, "I don't think so. He does not show any of the other physical signs of using intravenous drugs. I think he was being used for scientific purposes. A couple of years ago, before you were born Mako, they found bodies of children whom had been kidnapped and used for human experiments. The sight was not to far from here, but after the findings there haven't been any since, at least maybe until now."

The boy looked sadly at Mako, silently imploring the older boy to allow him to stay.

"So you're saying I shouldn't contact anyone about him."

Kaede nodded, "Keep him secret, unless you hear news of a missing boy fitting his description. If he is important to someone, you will hear about it. Normal parents won't abandon their child. "

Mako stood up approached the side of the bed where the boy was sitting, "Looks like you're stuck with me little brother, that is unless you don't want to."

The bright blue eyes seemed to light up even more, as the boy smiled. "I want to."

Kaede laughed, "See, he likes you Mako. I think some of the trauma might be wearing off." She brushed her fingers along the boy's bangs, "Who knows when you get a little bit better, your memories will start coming back."

The boy's smile widened.

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"So," Mako said pacing in front
of the stranger-now- turned-housemate, "Now that you can talk again, I need to know what you're name is."

The boy looked up at Mako from underneath the towel he had been using to dry his now-semi untangled hair,

"I told you I don't have a name. At least, I don't think I do."

Mako smiled, "Well then lets think up a name for you."

The boy began to roughly run the comb Mako had lent him through the remaining tangles, "How did my hair get like this." he sighed.

"You were tossed around in the sea, not to mention rolled in the sand too."

The boy looked up at Mako, "Are you sure you want me to stay?"

Mako smiled. "Of course I do. I won't turn family away."

"Family?" The boy questioned.

Mako bent and pulled a small box from under the couch. "Yes you're my family now. You don't have anyone, and neither do I. Its perfect." With that Mako pulled a blue sash that had white waves rolling across the bottom border. Mako gently pushed back the boy's bangs and tied the sash in the same manner that he wore his.

"It suites you, "Mako said stepping back "Our family loves the sea, and she has repaid us by sending you to me. You're a Tsunami now."

The boy sat stunned gazing at Mako. He felt the tears running down his face. He had found the one who cared about him. He had found his home with the raven-haired boy The boy stood and gratefully hugged Mako.

"Thank you, Onii-san"

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TBC

What do you think? Want to read more? R&R. It's a little confusing now, but I promise that things will be explained in later chapters.