ANNNNND WE ARE BAAACK! DID YOU MISS ME? OMG I MISS YOU GUYS A LOT. Today the weather seems as if its on PMS, one moment its nice and sunny, then its cloudy, then its as hot as Sahara, then BAM, its raining cats and dogs and the internet is playing shit on me and I don't know why. AAAAAND SCHOOL STARTS IN A FEW WEEEEEEEEKS omg I haven't even got my uniform, yeah I'm in a uni yet I need a uniform(clue about my background; I study in an exclusive university run by priests)and I heard my friends got into a different class which means LONER mooode! Anyhow I saw this Capsule Toys, its about 200-300 yen, and they have KnB keychains there and if you're lucky you can have a Himuro plus Murasakibara which is rare as the machine says. I got a Furihata keychain and on the second machine I got Mebuchi! I couldn't blame the kids looking at me at the Game Center, I mean I cant help but squeal!
Anyhow, I've been writing now another story, we'll go Kagakuro in that new story. Its gonna be filled with REEEED REEEEEED REEED lol. I will release it after the end of this series which is veeery close now *sniffs* I mean I have loved this story as well, I did my best, I think I always does with my stories. Its like every time I just fall in love with them and its difficult to realize its coming to end. BTW I must thank my friend, who helped me through making this chapter, were in the middle of argument of how MIDOTAKA would turn out LOL. AHAHAHA anyways, I have them plotted already. WEEELCOOOME to Chapter 15! What is ahead of our couples after apocalypse?
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Chapter 15: After
He had never wondered or thought about death, even once, even when Sara was there. He didn't know the fear of his death, the feeling humans knew the moment they learn of their true nature, he could never actually empathize with them, maybe it was that separated him—them—from humans. Time only exist for those who knew of their mortality. Though he had a clear understanding of time, he never really cared of it. He was an archangel whose existence is as vast as God himself. As long as they were permitted to exist they shall be. It was rare to find an angel dying and when they do the difference was they don't have the second chance to be reincarnated like mortals do, because their souls were different from theirs. So for the first time he wondered about death, for the first time he thought how was it like to die. Was it painful, was it frightening? He looked at his younger brother whose eyes were half dazed, he felt relieved that he had at least woken up. The pain was overridden with happiness knowing his brother will be well.
"Brother?"
Soon he saw the chains of heaven appeared loosely tied around his brother and his lone pale blue wing. Slowly they cracked and broke to pieces, Kuroko's eyes slowly cracked open a shocked expression filled his small face. Akashi shook his head knowing the expression was brought by his appearance. He muttered in his head hoping his brother could hear him—its not your fault Michael, don't blame yourself brother. A tear slid down his pale cheek and for a moment Akashi felt his chest churn painfully. Parting, is indeed a sweet sorrow. The chains shattered into billions of pieces, the lone wings started shedding and disappearing behind his small back.
Michael
Its going to be alright now,
Brother's here
I'm here now
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Before he knew it he found his brother's face was washed in horror he reached for him but he knew he wouldn't be able to do so anymore.
"AKASHI-KUUUUN!"
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That was the last thing he remember hearing and then his vision was filled with light then replaced with images, his memories. He remember standing there watching as his father created the light for the first time, then he separated the sky and earth and he then made the universe, the vast expanse of mystery, then he made that tiny planet and he filled it with complex life forms. He remember as his father first brought Michael with him. He remember his first trip on earth, he remember watching over Adam and Eve, he remember the dday when they were casted out and Uriel was placed to guard the sacred place, he remember meeting Sara for the first time, he remember seeing the bandits killed her, he remember anger and frustration, hatred towards humanity, he remember his last meeting with his Father, he remember being casted out of heaven and into the abyss. Then he remember waking up on Earth, he remember falling down. He remember Furihata. He remember his fear of losing the brunette for the first time. He remember Furihata folding the paper crane, he remember the first time he went on a trip with the brunette, he remember the first time being happy—extremely happy, and he remember wishing this would never end, he remember speaking with Gadreel, the angel and the family that had come to love him as a part of them, he remember ever single moment. So this was how death was like, he thought. He didn't feel anything, but he did remember how he felt those moments.
This…is the end huh?
Its alright, I guess…
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Kouki…forgive me
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BEEP
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BEEP
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BEEP
Cracking his eyes open he found himself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling, he could hear the almost annoying repeating beeping sound close to him. Somehow his whole body aches in pain, groaning he tried to look around and move but it was difficult, raising his hand he found so many tubes attached to him. He coughed as he realized an oxygen mask was on him. He heard a slight commotion outside making him panic as well, before he knew it the door slid open and a couple of white clad people ran to his side.
Am I…in heaven?
"Can you hear us?" the other man said walking up to his side, he was still disoriented that be barely made out those words, he looked over the man inspecting him. It took him a few moments before he realized the man was wearing a lab coat. Next to him was a girl in the same white uniform holding a clipboard while inspecting the apparatus on his side. Where was he, he thought.
"His vitals are okay." The nurse said while noting on her clipboard.
The doctor nodded, "Kagami-san, can you hear us?" It took him a few minutes before everything sank to him. He was…in a hospital. Kagami nodded he used his left hand to reach for his oxygen mask taking it off. His throat felt utterly dry, he looked around, no one…was there, of course. "How are you feeling?"
"W-Water…" he said his voice came cracking.
The doctor turned to the nurse giving the silent order and the nurse nodded leaving the room. "Kagami-san, do you remember why you are here?" the doctor asked. Kagami stared at the man contemplating the question. What happened to him indeed? What was he doing in a hospital, who took him to the hospital. Closing his eyes, he tried his best to remember. He remember a teal hair, dinner, he was…eating dinner with…someone? He tried to focus more, he remember talking with that teal haired boy, then…then he left. The next thing he remember was opening the door, then he saw red—no, scarlet, lighter than red, it was someone's hair. He remember feeling a pain in his abdomen, then everything was slowly getting hazier, then he saw them, those regretful eyes before everything spinned and he remember falling down—
"Kagami-kun who is—"
I…
I was—
"I was stabbed." Kagami said unsure, talking hurts, he hates the sound of his voice like nails scratching the blackboard. He turned to the doctor who nodded.
"Its good that you do at least remember that, you've been sleeping for almost a week now Kagami-san." The doctor said, "Do you remember what you are doing in the Post Office, or the young man that was with you?"
The nurse came with a glass of water. Putting the glass to the nightstand the nurse helped Kagami to a more comfortable position, she placed a pillow on his back and had him straighten his back. She reached to the water and helped the teenager to drink. After downing the glass, the nurse stood next to Kagami quietly. Kagami muttered a thanks before starting to think of the doctor's question, Post Office? He remember falling unconscious in his apartment, and who does he mean by young man. "I…don't remember that." He said clearly confused.
"Takao Kazunari-san," the doctor said, "he was admitted here as well, he was found with you in the Post Office. Perhaps this must be the result of you hitting your head from the debris. It was a miracle that you are still alive when you were found, you lost so much blood, though…you were in a coma Kagami-san for almost a week. After that.." the doctor cleared his throat, "incident, you were found when a call from Takao-san called for help."
Takao…Takao the paediatrician?
"Wait, Takao—i-is he okay?" Kagami asked.
The doctor turned to the door, "He is but I do believe he's not the man you knew." Kagami blinked what does he mean? What happened, why can't he remember anything? Why…why is Takao with him, what happened to them? "You do remember the Tokyo Tragedy Kagami-san, right?"
Tokyo…what?
"I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about."
"The storm, the earthquake, you don't remember, Kagami-san?"
Kagami shook his head, "No."
"I-I" the doctor cleared his throat again, "I see, we will run a test for you this afternoon after you have well rested. We'll confirm there if there is anything wrong with you. We will be taking you to a different room as well so you may rest better."
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Kagami sat quietly on his new room, the test was finished quickly, his side still hurt but not anything he cannot tolerate, he was given some painkillers but he said he could manage. Slowly strings of memory were coming back. He can now remember now the face of the boy he was eating dinner with but somehow he still can't roll out of his tongue the name of that boy, what was he doing again with that boy, what was he doing in his apartment? Kagami clicked his tongue as he rubbed his temple he can feel a headache coming now, his eyes darted towards the door when he heard a soft knock on the door. "Come in." Kagami said. The door slid open revealing a familiar brunette and a pink haired girl. The brunette had a bouquet of irises in his arms as he bowed, Kagami could not help but notice the bags under his teammates eyes.
"I hope were not intruding." Momoi said in a hushed voice as she bowed. Kagami wondered why is the Too's Basketball Club's Manager doing there.
"Its alright." Kagami said, "Take a seat?"
Momoi smiled and pulled a chair next to the bed. "How are you feeling Kagamin?" she asked.
"A little sore."
Kagami turned to Furihata who didn't look very well, he looked more sick than he is. "Furi, what's up?" he asked taking the boy's attention who smiled sheepishly.
"'I-Its nice knowing you're well Kagami-kun." Furihata said before standing and putting the flowers in the vase on the small table next to the window. Kagami blinked at Furihata's action, somehow something was off. He could feel it in his teammates action. His eyes widen as a memory flashed to Kagami. He remember Furihata and him and that boy with teal hair in the frint gate of Seirin. Furihata…was there, he might know.
"Furi."
Furihata turned around, "Yes?"
"Do you remember, uhm this guy he has teal hair kinda shorter than you, he was with me one time—"
"Kuroko Tetsuya-kun?"
"Kuroko…Tetsuya…?" The name felt familiar and it triggered something in him that made him feel butterflies in his stomach. The name made his heart skip a beat. Before he knew it he was flooded with memory of that teal haired boy. He remember him in his living room looking so small and fragile in his shirt, smiling over his ridiculous blush, his frown over his brothers hiding something from him, his nostalgic eyes when he thought of them, and his smile as they ate together. He remember now his voice, his small almost non-existent cold voice. The thought that the boy wasn't there instantly alarmed and woke all his senses up. Where is Kuroko?
Momoi flinched when Kagami suddenly gain his energy and quickly bolted his way to Furihata almost knocking off the IV. Luckily the pull was hard enough to make the taller male hiss in pain and go back to his bed. "Kagamin! Mou, don't move so abruptly!" Momoi said almost having a mini-heart attack.
"D-Do you have any idea where Kuroko is?" Kagami asked quickly.
Furihata blinked, he looked at Momoi unsure of what to say. "We…don't know." Furihata answered. "That is…actually what we thought you'd know Kagami-kun."
Kagami didn't know what to say, why, where was Kuroko, he remember hearing his voice before he fell unconscious. For some reason his chest tightened at the information, he felt blood boiling in his nerves. Where was Kuroko, why wasn't he with him, why was he with Takao. "I need to see Takao, he might know something." Kagami said fiddling with his IV.
"K-Kagamin!" Momoi exclaimed trying to stop the boy. Furihata ran to Kagami assisting Momoi.
"Kagami-kun please calm down!" Furihata exclaimed.
The two combined was of course no way in comparison to the American built boy, he was able to pull the IV off him. He shoved pass the two making his way out of the room quickly without even minding the two voices calling him from behind. He ran out of his room without a care that he was wearing only his hospital gown. His bare feet patted on the cold tiled floor pushing through the busy corridors. How the hell can he calm down? Just how on earth can he possibly calm his nerves down when his last memory was getting stabbed in his apartment and Kuroko's voice calling out to him? What if Kuroko was stabbed as well? What if they did something to him? Frantically he searched and scanned the facees of every single person he came across with praying one of them would be Kuroko. He ran to the lobby, scanning the room for a familiar teal haired boy. He has to be here somewhere. There were unbelievably a lot of people being rushed in, he could see a couple crying over the corner, a man in a light blue shirt sullied in blood running hand on his hair looking terrified. What's happening, why are there so many injured people? He could hear a few screaming about how they can't see their loved ones.
"Is there a Murasakibara Atsushi in this hospital?"
Kagami's eyes widen…that voice—turning towards the source he found a man in a dark gray sweater and dark jeans with his back facing Kagami on the front desk along with the many other people asking for someone. The man was ignored due to the many talking voices simultaneously speaking. "I need to know if Murasakibara Atsushi is in this hell hole of a hospital, I need an answer now!" the voice growled making Kagami flinched, he had never heard that tone of voice from him. "I have been running around Tokyo, do you know how many hospitals I have been, almost ten! All around Tokyo, I have no time for dawdling, I need to know if he is here or—"
"Tatsuya?"
The man froze and turned to Kagami, making them both stare at the other like latter had grown an extra pair of arm in his forehead. "T-Taiga?" Himuro was shock to find his childhood friend and fraternal brother. The last time he saw this young man was during his graduation in the university, the boy was in his middle school back then. He had grown a lot from what he last remembered. But more importantly what was he doing in the hospital lobby wearing his hospital gown. "W-What are you…"
"You're in Japan too?" Kagami asked. "W-Who are you looking for?"
The thought made Himuro realize the reason of his trip, he turned to the frnt desk again, "Please just tell me, the guy's name is Murasakibara Atsushi." He said finally calmed down. The woman in thr front desk looked terrified and in panic as others kept on calling on her trying to get the other front desk officers to attend to them. The woman bowed politely apologizing for making the man wait.
"M-Murasakibara-san is in Room 126." She said sheepishly. "I-I would like to show you the way but were quite full."
"I'm sorry for snapping—Its alright, I'll look for it myself, again thank you."
Himuro turned to Kagami but this time two high school students were running towards him. The girl has pink hair while the boy had brown hair and both looked exhausted. "Mou! Don't run off like that Kagamin!" the girl complained. "You'll get in trouble!"
"We'll get in trouble." The brown haired boy said emphasizing the first word.
"Taiga? Taiga, w-what's happening here?" Himuro asked. Kagami scratched his head, as he looked at the two and back to him.
"Guys uhm, this is uhm, my brother—well not biologically but his my big bro, he's Himuro Tatsuya." He said gesturing to the older male, "Tatsuya, these are my friends, Momoi Satsuki and this is Furihata Kouki."
Himuro bowed his head politey, "Hello, thank you for taking care of him, I'm Himuro Tatsuya, I hope Taiga isn't doing anything to cause you guys trouble."
Momoi smiled, "Oh, my that would be an understatement."
"Hey!"
"Are you perhaps his girlfriend?" Himuro asked Momoi.
The three stared at Himuro before erupting from laughter. Momoi chuchkled wavig her hands in front of her, "No, no offense but getting Kagamin as a boyfriend is like taking a wild Tiger as pet at home."
"HEY YOU'VE BEEN INSULTI—"
Himuro chuckled, "Now that sounds like Taiga, yes." The three chuckled, but Kagami found his brother's swollen eyes that was quite strange. Who was this guy he was looking for anyways? For some reason he looked stressed, masking it with a smile. It was what he always did even when they were younger.
"How about some coffee, you look like you need some." Kagami said to the older brunette. The man turned to Kagami watching him carefully, knowing carefully well that his façade had been exposed. The man nodded.
"Alright but we need to put your IV back Kagami-kun." Furihata said sighing.
"Mou! Kagamin your hand is bleeding!"
After some scolding from his attending nurse, the IV was placed back to him. Due to falling into coma for a week, they really have to put him in IV whether he likes it or not. Finally the teenager was allowed to at least stretch his limbs enough to get a coffee or two. Furihata volunteered to get Himuro some coffee and Kagami some apple juice. They sat quietly on the bench while Momoi spoke about her team making after the brunette had told him about how he was a part of their own high school basketball team back in America. Kagami watched the brunette smiled at the girl's antics. Something was off about Himuro. He looks like he cried for days—did someone died? Damn, he wish not. Furihata returned with their drinks handing Momoi a canned hot chocolate and Himuro his coffee and Kagami's apple juice. Something was wrong in this picture Kagami thought as he accepted the drink. Both Furihata and Himuro look like they haven't slept for days and Momoi, what was she doing here? She wouldn't be here without Aomine, practically though the girl may have regarded him as a friend she surely wouldn't be leaving Aomine's side all that fast, yes? Kagami may be stupid in a lot of things but when it comes to people that matters to him—that's a different story for sure.
Himuro muttered a thanks as he rubbed his palms on the warm can of coffee.
"What are you doing here in Japan?" Kagami started as he asked the man, he decided that was perhaps the first thing he should know after meeting his brother.
"I…I am teaching here, I'm here to teach baking class in a high school in Akita." Himuro answered pressing his lips on the lid. He could feel the stress finally settling on his brain as the adrenaline finally washes away. "And I assume you're studying here ?" Kagami nodded. "What happened to you, why're you here?"
Kagami closed his eyes as the memory flooded his head, "I…was stabbed." He said finally.
Himuro almost gasped, "W-Wha—Who!?" Himuro said eyes wide as saucers as he stood.
Kagami raised his hand to calm the raven haired teacher. "I…don't remember or know the person actually, but I know he has a reason, a very heavy one. He didn't look like he meant it. He looked like had no choice."
"Kagami Taiga are you out of your mind? Someone tried to kill you and you think he didn't meant it?!"
"Calm down Tatsuya, I mean it." Kagami said, "I don't know his reason but I know somehow he isn't a bad person—I just know."
Himuro shook his head, "You're impossible Taiga."
"By the way Himuro-sensei," Momoi said, "what brought you here?"
"I…I was looking for someone, he…disappeared and I had a hunch he'd be here in Tokyo." Himuro said, "I had to wait for days until yesterday evening until they returned the train's services."
"I-I'm sorry to hear that sensei." Furihata said sympathetically.
"No its alright now, at least now I know he is here."
"Could it be the Tokyo Tragedy got till Akita?"
Himuro nodded, "Yes but not much damage was done, unlike here in Tokyo…"
"Hey, hey," Kagami interrupted, "I've been hearing this Tokyo Tragedy, the fuck is that?"
Himuro frowned smacking Kagami in the back of his head, "Turn those cussing down Taiga." He reprimanded.
"You…don't know Kagamin?" Momoi asked in disbelief. Both Momoi and Furihata exchanged looks.
"You don't remember the earthquake or the storm?"
Kagami shook his head, "There was…a storm? I remember before I was stabbed it wasn't even raining."
Himuro tried to remember, what time was it when it started raining again? "It started to rain about pass seven thirty."
Kagami remember he and Kuroko went to see Midorima who was in the hospital who happened to had a problem with his eyes. He remember coming home with Kuroko, about pass six, he remember eating after their conversation, then when he went to get his fought after dinner he remember checking the time—seven forty. "I…I don't remember." Kagami said frowning. The next thing he remember was being stabbed.
"They said it was a weather disturbance." Furihata muttered under his breath, his voice hushed and quiet making Kagami raised an eyebrow.
"But its not…?" Kagami guessed.
Furihata's eyes perked as well as Himuro's. They both looked at Kagami. "What makes you think so Taiga?" Himuro asked.
"I-I just kinda caught with Furi's tone."
Furihata opened his mouth but closed it. Will Kagami believe him if he told him? Would…he believe he met Lucifer, that he knew that angels exist? He will bring him to the nearest hospital if he does. He wanted to ask him but he isn't sure if he does know anything. Himuro sighed in relief. He looked at the wall clock before turning to Kagami smiling sheepishly, "Sorry but I think I need to go." The man said standing up and bowing. "Are you confined here Taiga?"
"Yeah, more or less."
"Then I'll see you around. I'm going to check on Atsushi, if you don't mind."
Furihata and Momoi bowed their head to the older male before the teacher excused himself.
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Walking down the hallway, Himuro glanced at each of the room number. It was awfully busy, the staffs were running every now and then, assisting patients and doing their assigned tasks. After the Tokyo Tragedy he didn't heard anything from the six feet purple haired male again, he never went back to Akita or did anything that could made his whereabouts known. It came to Himuro that maybe he had returned to heaven after—probably—successfully avoiding apocalypse. He didn't know how he and the other angels did it but after the frightening one evening, everything just wiped out like nothing happened, all there was left were the remains of the battle untold and unknown to many. Those three days without anything, not even a single hello from the purple haired angel made him anxious, every day without a news from the other was like a day of proof of how insignificant he was to the other. He was scared for some reason, to mean nothing for the angel. At the back of his mind he knew the chances of meeting him again was slim, but he was afraid to give up. Ever since he was young Himuro had always been scared of not trying and letting the chance to slip and regret not doing anything about it. He learned the hardway that the things we regret are not the things that we did wrong but the chances he didn't take. The pain of doing something stupid would only last until that day ends, but the pain of not doing anything would come every single time the results would show itself to you. He didn't want to wake up one day and groan in frustration that he should have done something about it. The chances was slim but he took the stake.
Life had always been a gamble, Himuro had learned it for so many courses his life took. For many times he had paused and hesitated for numerous reasons, but this was not the case. Usually he'd paused and think, was this the best, was this really something he could win, was this something he should really do? But this was different, he just knew it. He just knew he had to do it. Even when he realized the haste of his actions the first thing he thought was his last words, he couldn't let it be the last thing he would say to him. He wanted a proper goodbye if he would really have to leave.
Himuro realized, sometimes, there are no second chances, sometimes there is no next time, sometimes it was just now or never.
When the train services had returned without second thought Himuro took a trip to Tokyo along with several people who had left someone or was concerned of someone who is in Tokyo. He remember feeling extremely anxious in the ride. In the huge city of Tokyo where on that huge jungle of concrete will be Murasakibara. He decided to take chances with the hospitals when he heard that an apartment complex was completely reduced to ruins, he decided to start there around the area, but in those towns closest to it there were approximately more than twenty hospitals—both private and public. He had visisted ten on his first round, and a lucky strike brought him there in Kaijo Medical Center.
Himuro's eyes and ears perked as he heard the numerous panicking voices, he found two uniformed male nurses running pass him.
"We have a situation on room 126!" another nurse exclaimed.
Himuro blinked his eyes—Room…126? Himuro grabbed the nurse's arm, "E-Excuse me, what's happening on Room 126? I-I'm his uhm—friend."
The nurse turned to the direction of the room and a loud crash was heard, "We could not say but you have to stay away from the room for now sir."
Himuro frowned, this was the umpteenth time he was told that he wasn't allowed to see the angel. He didn't come all the way from Akita to Tokyo for this. "No, I need to see him!" he said almost raising his voice. The man was baffled but nonetheless shrugged raven haired teacher, "I'm sorry sir but you might get injured."
The nurse went on the room but Himuro didn't like being told to what to do, he ran and followed the nurse to Room 126. His eyes scanned the room that was filled with nurses. He could hear a muffled voice from the room, a familiar voice. The voice, the growl and frustrated angst in his voice made Himuro's knees buckle. It sounded like he was a child separated from his mother. He could barely see the source of the voice as the nurses mobbed around him, he could see the movement, the desperate trashing to get out from the grips of those unknown men. Himuro couldn't simply watch it. He cannot without crying, he held a hand over his lips, three male nurses tried to pin him down on the bed while another held a syringe. Another two male nurses held him again down, but he was much, much stronger.
"LET GO!" the patient growled as he trashed over and over. "I NEED TO SEE KURO-CHIN, LET GO!"
Himuro couldn't simply watch he ran towards one of the nurse, "Please stop this, you're scaring him!"
The nurse turned to Himuro, "Sir, please leave for now we need to calm him down—"
"I will calm him down so stop this now!"
The nurse stared at him hard, "Sir we will not be held accountable if you are injured by this patient."
"He won't hurt me."
The nurse didn't look convinced but moved away, "We still need to sedate him though." He said slowly moving away, the rest did the same slowly stepping at the heaving and trashing giant. Himuro found there were red marks on the patient's wrists. His movements were violent as he grabbed the nearest object to throw across the room—a stainless tray.
"LET ME LEAVE!" he growled angrily. Himuro's heart went out for the angel, he looked pale, he was filled with cuts and bruises. Biting his lower lip he stepped closer. Murasakibara turned to him, eyes unable to recognize the raven haired teacher's face in fit of anger and confusion. He stiffened as the man bravely inched closer.
"Atsushi." The man called him. His voice sounded awfully calming, like it was caressing his soul. Where did he heard this voice again? "Its me, Atsushi, its just me."
"You did a good job!"
"I see the sky when I look at you."
"You like sweets don't you?"
"You're just not used to them."
"You're not stupid, don't say that!"
"Are you sure you're feeling alright?"
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"My name's Himuro Tatsuya."
"Muro…chin."
Himuro nodded as he moved to lean and wrap his arms around the angel. "Yes, I'm here now, I found you…finally." He said as he felt tears sliding down his cheeks. He felt his body shake in mixed emotions. He found him finally. It doesn't matter, he didn't care what shape he was in, he'd take any with him, hed take hell if he would bring it with him, he'd take anything if it was a part of him he'd take it all in. it doesn't really matter, now. He had made his mind those three days, he was only human, unlike Murasakibara he didn't have all his time on earth, and in those few days he had decided, this was what he wanted—him. So he'd take hell and heaven, he'd take anything to be with him and perhaps settle everything with him. He thought when he saw him it would be simple, he'd speak to him and tell him what he feels then let him go then. But he now he saw him, he realized it wasn't that simple. When he had held him in his arms he was scared to let him go at all.
"Muro-chin…why…is…Muro-chin here…did they take you too?"
Himuro shook his head, "No, I came here to look for you."
"Look…for me…but I…I told Muro-chin to be safe."
Himuro smiled, "I did, now I need to know that you did as a well." He said, "Atsushi, you need to sleep for now."
"No, no, no!" the angel said raising his voice the nurses all brace to take the raven haired male away from the patient but Himuro turned to them shaking his head. He returned to Atsushi listening to the angel like a child refusing go to bed. "Muro-chin, I-I need to find Aka-chin, A-Aka-chin i-is still here, a-and Kuro-chin too, i-its not their fault Muro-chin, please Muro-chin tell them they should let me leave."
Himuro shook his head just how he would to his students when they couldn't do what they please, "Atsushi, you're not yet well." He said raising his hand to caress the other's cheek before tucking a lose strand of purple locks behind his ear. "When you get well, I'll help you, okay, like before, you remember right? You know I wont lie, you need to get well first, Atsushi."
The angel was quiet as he sheepishly looked at Himuro.
"I…"
"Do you trust me, Atsuhi?" The angel nodded, "Then calm down and let them give your medications, alright. You still need to rest."
Finally the angel submitted to Himuro's will, he turned towards the nurse assuring them its now alright to give the sedatives. The nurse warily walked over and gave the angel the shot in his upper arm. HImuro was shock when he felt Muraskibara hissed. He thought angels were insusceptible to pain? "Atsushi?" he asked in concern.
"It hurts Muro-chin." He said eyes dropping as the second shot finally took effect. Himuro's eyes widen—did he just said…he felt pain from a needle more importantly. Finally Murasakibara;s breathing had even out, Himuro patted the angel's head. The nurses helped him to lay the patient on his back.
"Thank you sir." One of the nurses said bowing his head, "His body size in incredible we thought we'll never be able to put him back to sleep. A few days ago we had to tie him on his bed just to be after he trashed around saying he needed to see someone. We are very sorry that we resorted to this method but this was the only possible way we could put him to sleep."
Himuro turned to the sleeping figure as he stood and shook his head, "Its alright." He said. "If anything similar happens please call me up, he…isn't really that used to seeing a lot of faces."
The nurse nodded, "That was a second shot though." He said honestly, "We cannot put him to sleep with just one, don't worry sir he'll be alright. Are you perhaps his brother?"
Himuro blinked, "Uhm…no sorta of a guardian."
The nurse nodded, "Murasakibara-san was found in Ashimoto street with several bruises and cuts, and was unconscious. He had a mild concussion as well. He assumed that he had tried to go back to where he must have lived and ending him up in that state after the storm, he is lucky to only get out with a few cuts and bruises." Himuro didn't even took an effort to tell the nurse they didn't actually live in the area since it would only arise suspicion and confusion. "We are glad that a relative had come to see him, we thought he was one of our hysteric patients who had lost all his family. Its quite unfortunate disaster after all, a lot of us…had lost someone."
Himuro nodded, "I'm…sorry."
The nurse shook his head and smiled, "We will be going now sir, please press that button if you and the patient are in need of any assistance."
Himuro bowed his head as they were left on the room finally. He turned to Murasakibara and sat on the edge of the bed. He smiled as he watch his sleeping figure. Brushing the purple hair from his face Himuro could only pray for the peace of the angel's heart. He looked as disoriented as the whole town. For the first time Himuro closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against Muraskibara's in prayer—
Help them God
…
He watched from afar just like he always did back in heaven, he watched as a raven haired male walked on the hallway where Murasakibara was. He woke up two days ago, unlike his brothers he was lucky that he wasn't that badly hurt—but that…wasn't really true. The moment he woke up, he realized two things—Akashi…sacrificed himself for them, for humanity, for Kuroko, for their brotherhood. He was given consent to leave the hospital that very day. But he knew something was off. He couldn't feel familiar pull from heaven was gone, he couldn't even feel the energy of the depths above. He couldn't reach out to his brothers like he used to—it was all gone. All the more of a dilemma when he realized Kuroko wasn't with them. But he was sure he is alive. Akashi of course wouldn't waste his life on something uncertain. He surely had saved Kuroko.
Kise was hurt as well, he found that the angel was on the second floor of the hospital, while Muraskibara was on the same floor as he was. Kise unfortunately hasn't gain consciousness yet. He remember the look of horror in his face when Akashi went for it. Kise was crying vehemently, ungracefully almost uncharacteristic to the angel that embodied grace and beauty itself. He had always been the most sensitive of them after all. Poor thing must have taken it all too hard on himself. He wondered briefly, where do they go from here? Will God come and take them home or…he sighed, somehoe heaven doesn't sound like home, earth does. If you would have told him this a few years ago, he must have laughed in manic and say its senseless idea. But now it was his truth.
Its been two days as well, when he woke up he learned that aside from him and his brothers two familiar people were rushed to this hospital during a rescue operation. Among the many injured during the Tokyo Tragedy, there were two people found on the Post Office, a part of the place crumbled, inside they found two injured individuals. A man with a bleeding wound wrapped in a make-shift bandage and another man—unconscious as well. Midorima walked to a bench and sat there in the lobby. It was almost afternoon, and he wondered if he had eaten lunch yet. For days he refused to see him after learning of his situation. He was…utterly frustrated, not towards him but himself. He was useless compared to him, he was a celestial creature capable of almost every single miracle, yet…yet a human with no more than a hundred years to last on this planet was able to do something. He was ashamed, and guilty. He watched two men walked over the front desk asking for that familiar name. The receptionist quickly answered ggesturing towards the direction of the room. One of them held an orange ball, while the other had a bouquet of peonies in hand.
"Man, I never expected to hear that." The man with blonde hair said.
"Me too, his eyes were like the best shit on court back in High School."
"Wait, he's a doctor, right?"
"Yeah."
"So…what now, he doesn't have other family member right?"
"Don't even think about it." The other said sighing, "You know how he hates it when someone pities him just because he's an orphan."
It was all his fault Midorima thought bitterly. Maybe if he didn't came to his life this wouldn't have happened, maybe he is living a fairly normal life not trying to sacrifice his ass for the whole world or playing tag with the angels. He could summon any courage to see him. He was all to blame and he don't know what to say. Does he even have any warrant to see him? He didn't have the right after messing his life. but he couldn't leave him on his own yet. Every single day he would come to the hospital, ask about Kise and the others, then make a quick trip to his room, he would be sitting straight eyes closed. He couldn't bring himself to say anything. A few people had visisted him from the past days, they brought him flowers and fruits. A child that Midorima recognized came as well with her mother, the child was on the clinic for a check-up he remember. Midorima couldn't help it as he stood and walked towards a familiar room. The door was left opened and Midorima lean against the wall. He heard a chuckle—an all too familiar chuckle. The chuckle he used to hide his pain—the chuckle he labelled as a lie. The chuckle that broke his heart every single time he would hear it.
"You get well soon, bastard." The man with blonde hair said laughing. Midorima wondered if they knew too, that those smile were fake. If they knew that those smiles were...to mask his agony.
"Sure, sure, you two should get going now and go on with your date."
"Shut up Takao."
They all laughed.
But Takao's was not true, he knew he was hiding something…heavy in his chest, refusing to let anyone break in. The two vistors left finally Midorima pretended as if he was waiting for someone from across the room and the two just passed without giving him a thought or two. They must be his high school classmates. Takao was after all a social butterfly, keeping in contact with his old classmates wouldn't be quite surprising. Midorima decided he'd take a peek, he pushed himself off the wall and walked casually to the opened door. Takao was sitting upright again like how he would always find him, this time he was holding in his hand the orange ball one of those guys had before coming in. He was looking straight to the wall across his bed. Takao would be reduced to silence when his visitors would leave finally. He will be back to the mess that he was.
"I told them to leave the door open." Takao suddenly spoke cutting Midorima's train of thoughts, he doesn't know who was the raven talking to as he was still staring at the wall across the room. "I told them my guardian angel wouldn't be able to see and visit me if they do so."
Midorima blinked…was he…perhaps talking about him?