Two Worlds
GOMEI! So sorry for the long wait, but I've been having trouble putting my ideas into words. But after hours reading fan-fics, I've finally finished it.
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[NOTE: All illness mentioned in this story are fictional. There are some facts in here but are quite rare]
World 5~ Mikan's Eyes
I remember when my world was colourful. The colours of the rainbow surrounded me. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo and Violet. Who knew that in one day, those colours disappeared. From that day onward, people sympathised me, gave me pity. Asked me what was my wish, they'll make it come true. But when I told them, they always replied with one word….IMPOSSIBLE. "I want to see the rainbow again," Sakura Mikan wished.
~Mikan's POV~
I stood there in front of his bed. This boy really has a temper, but somehow I didn't feel angry or scared when I'm with him. He seems to resemble someone that I know, and I have this urge to help him out. I didn't know how I was going to approach him.
"What do you want then?" He asked me coldly.
"Baka, I already told you. I want to help you." I replied. I made my way toward a sofa which was always placed beside the window. Due to spending 2 years of my life at the hospital, I kind of remember everything. VIP and single room are pretty similar, just different in size. I took about ten steps forward, and to my luck the sofa was in front of me.
"Well you might as well leave, I have no interest in accepting your charity," He snapped. I didn't know why, but my heart started to beat fast. Maybe my fever hasn't passed yet. I quickly sat down, before I embarrass myself in front of this jerk.
"Well, I don't care what you accept. I have to be here for an hour anyways. Whether you want help or not isn't my problem." How weird. I don't normally talk like this to people. But his attitude is too hard to override with my normal personality.
I sat there playing with my hair and looking toward the window. What was out there wasn't my problem, considering it's just a black canvas anyways. I wasn't sure how long it's been, but the silent was deafening. However for some strange reason, the atmosphere wasn't awkward. It was more warm and comfortable. Weird, considering I'm in a room with a crazy dragon.
"Why are you here?" He asked finally, breaking the awkward silent. I turned toward the direction of the voice and smile.
- "I've told you already…"
"No, I meant at the hospital," he interrupted.
"Oh…I have this weird sickness that won't go away. Who knows, I might just collapse any minute and die." I joked around. I could hear him shuffling around in his bed, probably sitting himself up.
- "You don't look sick? What do you have…cancer?"
- "Cancer isn't the only sickness that kills. Nah…I'm kidding. I just can't see."
- "You're …."
- "Blind? Yeah, hard to believe huh? Why, are you feeling sorry for me?"
- "Tuh. As if. Aren't blind people supposed to have a dog or that stick thing?"
-"My dog chewed up my stick."
I heard him let out a chuckle. I think that he is letting down his barrier. The conversation we're having was quite different compared to my previous conversations. He wasn't afraid to ask me things, he wanted to know things. It was like he was treating me like a…normal human being.
- "Were you always like this?"
- "Nah, just two years ago."
- "What? You only became an annoying. Clingy, brat two years ago?"
I could feel my cheeks burning up with anger. I puffed my cheeks, which only made him let out another chuckle. I turned away from him.
- "What's wrong polka-dots? Did I offend you?"
- "PERVERT! How dare you take advantage of a blind girl?"
I placed my arms over my chest. How dare he look at my bra? I quickly got up to leave.
"I meant your jumper, but thanks for the extra info." The boy said in a satisfied tone. My face went red. I turn toward him and poked my tongue out. I quickly made my way toward the door when I tripped over my own feet. I could hear him laughing under his breath.
I tried to pull myself up when he pulled me up. My heart started to beat hard when his chest was pressed against my back. He let go of me and walked toward the sofa and sat down. I turned toward him, hoping that my face wasn't red.
"You can't leave yet, there's still ten minutes left," he said. I walked slowly toward the sofa and sat down next to him. "So what happened?"
- "Huh?"
- "Your eyes?"
- "Oh. Long story."
- "We have ten minutes."
- "Why do you want to know?"
- "You said you'll help me. I'm bored, entertain me."
Despite him saying that, there was something that suggested that he really wanted to hear my story. I have never told my story to anyone before. It was always the doctors that tell my story to others. I wasn't sure where to start or whether I wanted to share. But then my mouth opened and words started flooding out without me knowing.
"I guess I'll start on that day. I was on my way to an audition with my parents when things took a turn toward the unexpected."
~Flashback of 2 Years Ago~
~Normal POV~
The 14 years old Mikan was running around the house trying to grab everything that she needed. Her parents were sitting at the dining table chatting peacefully with each other. Mikan came running into the room with a bunch of music sheets when she tripped over her slippers and fell. Music sheets were scattered everywhere. Her mother came over to pick her daughter up while her father picked up her music sheets.
"Don't worry so much Mikan. You'll be fine, just do what you do best," Her mother said as she passed a cup of milk toward her daughter. Mikan was on her way to an audition for a recording company. She's been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and is currently experience the butterfly.
"Okaa-san, what if I stuff it up? Hit the wrong note, miss my cue, sing the wrong lyrics or play the wrong music…!" Mikan started listing. Her father patted her shoulders, helping his daughter calm down.
"Honey, if you just relax and think of it as playing in front of us you'll be fine. And IF…I mean if bad luck strikes, there will always be next time. The world won't stop spinning." Her father encouraged. "You got everything?"
"Ne...Otou-san. I think I'm ready," Mikan replied with a smile. She knew her father had a point. Panic won't make everything better.
"Let's go then, or we'll be late." The Sakura family went out of their small brick house and into a small silver car. The engine started, and Mikan was on her way to her dream.
While on her way, she started to warm up her voice. She sang songs after song along with her parents. Laughing and forgetting the nerves. Rain started to fall heavily and the road started to become unclear. Her father turned on the headlights and drove slower than usual, just to be safe.
Everything was coming together and she was almost there. She shut her eyes to rest a bit.
Suddenly huge headlights was seen straight ahead. A truck horn sounded. The surprised expression pasted on her parents face. Mikan's dad made a sharp turn to avoid the truck, but due to the slippery road, the car spun out of control.
Mikan opened her eyes and she was lying on the road. She turned her head to the right and saw her family car upside down. Sirens could be heard and people were starting to gather around. Mikan pulled herself up and made her way toward her car.
"Okaa-san! Otou-san!" she screamed. Trying to find her parents. Tears were dripping out of her eyes, but it was camouflaged by the rain. She made her way slowly around the car, desperately finding her parents. An arm grabbed her. Turning around, hoping to see a familiar face. But it was just the paramedics.
"Miss, we need you to stay away from the car. It isn't safe," the paramedics replied. He started to pull Mikan away, but she pulled back. Trying to get away from the man's grasp.
"OKAA-SAN! OTOU-SAN! LET ME GO! OKAA-SAN! OTOU-SAN!" Mikan cried as more paramedics tried to force her away. Just as they were at a safe distance, the car exploded due to the oil leak. Mikan stood there starring at the flames. Tears ran out of her eyes as she choked out her calling for her parents. "Okaa-san! Otou-san!"
~Alice Hospital~
"We have a girl who was involved in a car accident. Major blow to the head. No other external injury except for scratches and bruise. However the injury to the head could cause internal injury. Go set up the scans and operating room"
Room 3011, Level 3 ~
Mikan was lying on the bed, hooked up to a heart-rate monitor and an oxygen tank. Her head was wrapped up in bandages while there were scratched and bruise all over her body. An old man was sleeping on a sofa next to her bed. Flowers, balloons and cards were placed on the bed-side-table.
Mikan eyes opened, she blinked a couple of time and shot straight up. Her movement knocked the man's hand over, causing him to wake up.
"Mikan-chan, you're awake. Are you ok? Does it hurt anywhere?" The man bombarded her. Mikan didn't answer. Tears formed in her eyes, which slowly overflowed down her cheeks. She started to let out loud sob as she started to cry.
"What's wrong Mikan. Oji-chan is here. Where does it hurt? Mikan….Mikan!" The grandfather was worried that his granddaughter wasn't answering. He pushed the button to call the doctors. "Mikan…Mikan!"
A Doctor rushed into the room, with 2 nurses following. The blond-head doctor started to exam the heart-rate monitor and to calm the girl down. "Sakura-san, are you ok. Tell me where it hurts. Mikan, you have to answer or we won't be able to help you."
"I…I…" Mikan let out through her crying. "Why…why…"
"What's wrong Mikan?" asked her grandfather. He was starting to worry.
"Sakura-san, where does it hurt? Your head?" asked the doctor. Mikan shook her head. She flung herself out of bed, nurses were pushing her down.
Her grandfather tried to calm her down and help her stay on the bed. "Mikan, you have to rest or you won't…"
"Won't what oji-chan? Get better?...I CAN"T SEE ANYMORE!" Mikan screamed through her sobs. The blond-head teacher was surprised. He told the nurse to set up the equipment necessary to do some testing.
Mikan sat on her bed crying. She couldn't believe that her world is now darkened. She didn't want to believe it. The doctor grabbed the torch and shone it to Mikan's eye, she had no response.
"Sensei…why can't my granddaughter..? Her grandfather asked while hugging his crying Mikan.
The doctor shook his head. "We don't know right now. We'll have to perform some test."
"Oji-chan, where okaa-san and otou-san?" Mikan asked through her sobs. Her grandfather remained silent. She pushed herself away and asked again. Still her grandfather didn't answer. New tears formed in her amber eyes when she realised what the silent mean.
Mikan's heart rate quicken, and she began gasping for air. The doctor called for assistant as he tried to slow Mikan's heart rate down. Mikan began to lost consciousness.
Her parents were gone. Her vision was gone. Her dream was gone. What is there to live for she thought as she closed her eyes.
~Narumi-sensei's Office~
"I'm sorry Sakura-san. But the chances of your daughter's sight coming back are not very high. The blood clot is located in a very dangerous position. We can't perform the operation without resulting with some form of brain damage." The blonde doctor explained to the old man sitting in front of him.
They are currently in the doctor's office. On the table were Mikan's test results and some other folders. At the front of the desk was a name tablet which read "Anjo Narumi". On the right was a scanned image of Mikan brain.
- "She is only 14 years of age. She hasn't seen the world yet. How can you just tell me that she has to live like this for the rest of her life?"
- "Gomen-ne-sai. But there isn't much that we can do."
- "If money is the problem then don't worry. I'll pay for everything!"
- "That's not the problem. I'm sorry for your lose. Sakura-san, I think you should save the money for your children's funeral.."
The door suddenly opened and there stood Mikan. She slow made her way into the room with the assistant of a white-cane. She stopped just a few steps away from her grandfather and Narumi-sensei.
"You're asking me to stay blind for the rest of my life…" Mikan began to cry but kept pushing forward to speak. "I was supposed to sign up with a company and become a singer. Who is going to want a blind singer now…! You couldn't save my parents or my eyes. What can you do?"
"Mikan…! Where are your manners?" Her grandfather got up and guided her out of the room. "Gomen-ne-sai sensei!"
"ALICE HOSPITAL! So much for a place filled with geniuses!" Mikan screamed on her way out. "I WANT MY PARENTS, MY EYES AND MY FUTURE BACK!"
"I miss them. I want to see them again. Come back! Please come back."
~End of Chapter 5~
Disclaim: I don't own Gakuen Alice. Only the storyline, some characters and my imagination used in the story. :D
Author's Comments:
Thank You to all the readers who waited patiently for this chapter. I know it took a while, but I'll try to keep the updates happening.
There were some reviews that have raised some questions, and they'll be answered in the next chapter. The reason is because I kind of made this chapter longer than the others without knowing. Please wait a bit more for the next.
To answer chainedheart999. The reason I choose not to research on diseases is because I think this way, I have more opportunity to extend my imagination.