Some of the below has been taken from the anime, I do not own SAO, and all credit is due to Reki Kawahara.

I hope those who read it liked my first chapter, more of a preview, really. Not much to get excited about. I hope you all liked it anyway. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and I hope for more in the future. There might be too many commas, I'm becoming something of a comma fiend. If you have any tips on that front, PLEASE send some help. Thanks.

Okay last chapter started with Lisbeth and ended with a little blurb about the NPCs. It gave me an idea about something on the side. Maybe I'll post something in the future. Until then, thanks for reading, and be on the lookout. Review!

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Edit: Edited Xp

The TV mumbled in the background, creating a semi-irritating buzz in the hospital suite, playing some drama he supposed, voices buzzing softly.

"Not that anyone was really around to watch it." thought Sugou Nobuyuki dryly.

The single occupant of the luxuriously decorated room was sleeping, apparently comatose. The TV chirped, and upon closer inspection, it seemed that a couple of the actors were nearly at each other's throats.

It was beginning to get on his nerves;their nasal voices grating on his years but, he was steadfastly ignoring it instead focusing on the soft fragile object held between his hands. It was small, breakable. It was the hand belonging to a girl the daughter of his co-worker and friend. He smoothly drew his gaze from her hand up the clean lines of her arms, which though greatly thinned weren't unattractive. His inspection continued upwards, to her chest, that softly rose and fell with her shallow breaths.

"Not bad..."

He whispered aloud unintentionally, but he wasn't worried; the closest person was a woman at the nurse's station, and the television would have easily covered up such a small sound.

Even so, he hastily drew his eyes up to the face and saw a slim nose, sharp cheek bones, and slightly pursed lush lips. A delicate flower, framed by a metal crown. The gleaming surface had dulled with time and wear, but it still retained the glowing lights and slight metallic sheen. The crown of a princess locked in the far away tower, to be rescued by her knight in shining armor.

But he knew better, in reality she was a strong young woman, who knew what she wanted, and by default, what, or who as the case may be, she didn't want. She knew better than to fight against the inevitable however, he was sure that hadn't changed. She would become resigned soon enough. He glanced her way, distracted from his thoughts, and brought his hand lightly to her cheek and brushed his fingers against it gently. Tracing a light finger across her dry lips.

Soft.

And soon to be his.

He pulled his hand back to himself, using his index finger to push back up glasses that had been sliding down his nose during his inspection, fixed his hair as a piece had come loose from its organized fashion. Leaning back in his chair, folding his arms he became still.

And so, he began to plan.

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Kaya Akari's morning had started off the same as usual. Her son slept in, running out of the house with a single piece of toast stuffed in his mouth. Tripping out the door without his shoes on all of the way. Her husband had left in a similar manner, except for the fact that he had his shoes all of the way on his feet, was dressed in a suit, and kissed her on the way out.

"Boys" she had thought amusedly with a shake of her head.

Kaya had been in charge of all of the SAO victims in the hospital. There weren't a lot of people allocated towards it anymore, what with most of the people having been there for more than two years. It had been way too costly, and more often than not, the only care the patients needed was post mortem. Truthfully, it wasn't a job that required a lot of day to day maintenance as all of their needs were set up at the beginning and end of each week, with the occasional medical emergency during that time period.

She wasn't sure how she felt, seeing so many young people stuck, unmoving, unfeeling, as they slowly wasted away. She had been working in the hospital for more than two years, shortly after the commencement of Sword Art Online, and immediately after the parents and friends realized that the innocuous game that had been in the works for years, one of the first VRMMOs, had become a prison when in fact it was supposed to be a pathway to adventure and freedom.

At first, the visitors had come constantly, hoping that a miracle would occur and their child would suddenly wake up, safe and sound. As time passed though, the visitors became less and less frequent, the despair growing and growing, until many stopped coming at all. At least, until they were often woken up in the middle of the night, or called away from work, with the news that their loved ones had been killed. By that point though, most of them had given up anyway.

She would have to clean them up, so their family and friends wouldn't be shocked by their appearance. In death their eyes ears and nose would often bleed and the eyeballs might melt, leaving empty glaring sockets, the smell of burnt hair and cooking flesh. They would often seizing until they died completely, brain fried from the very device that was supposed to deliver them to happiness.

She would often think whenever this happened, was "Why?" and even sometimes that "It could have been me."

Before she became a nurse at her current hospital, she had almost gotten the Nerve Gear, as Sword Art Online had sounded fascinating. She wanted to know if the game could do all that it claimed, if it looked just like real life, and what kind of sensations would make it through the link. She didn't have solely a scientific interest though, medical school was stressful, and she wanted something to spend her time on that was fun and exciting, something to distract herself from the hum and drum of daily life, from others expectations and her own failures. The only reason she wasn't stuck in that hell-hole like the rest of them was that her hard work had finally paid off. She had been offered an internship at the very hospital that she worked at now.

As Kaya was preparing to make her daily rounds, matronly brunette hair pulled into a professional bun; she heard a commotion from one of the rooms, followed by the blaring of alarms. She was distracted from her own panic and alarm by the television at her station. Up until that point she had been watching a drama that was broadcast to the rooms of the more "expensive" rooms. It was a repeat of last month's episode, she would know, having seen them all on her various shifts in the high end wards.

The TV had changed itself to an emergency alert, as it had come to the attention of the various hospitals in the area that the SAO prisoners were waking up, quickly flashing to videos of various emaciated people, varying from young children to adults moving, waking up, before the various cameramen were kicked out. There was more than one tearful reunion shown. Parents hugging children desperately, lovers and friends doing the commotion getting louder as loud ringing noises emanated from more rooms down the hall. She quickly dialed the phone for some help, listening to the dial tone, Kaya couldn't help but feel some kind of excitement and trepidation, as she spoke into the phone ignoring the blaring alarms the best she could.

The people of Aincrad, denizen of Sword Art Online, were awake.

Not so sure if I liked this one as much. Hopefully its fine! Thanks for reading. Might be some edits later, just wanted to put this up.

Hope you enjoyed!