Beep…beep…beep…
The heart monitor beeps silently as it breaks the sullenness in the room. Wires patched to his body. Oxygen mask has not been removed from his face for the past three days. His chest heaves to each of his heavy shallow breathing. His orbs shut close tightly. Both of his wrists were heavily bandaged. Several worried orbs watching him from outside of the room through the mirror.
"How's he doing?" a worried man in his forty looked at his wife as she took a seat next to him in the waiting room. She shook her head slowly, she sighed. Feeling exhausted as she leans against her husband.
"I'm sure, one day he will wake up…" her crimson orbs sadden. Her husband can only smile at his wife for being strong. He held her hands dearly as he wraps his other arm around her.
From afar, both Kise and Aomine looked at the two worried parent, feeling sad for them. Kise then made his way towards the drinks machine down the hallway.
"Akashichii will wake up…I know he's not weak, we all know he's not…we can't afford to lose another of our friend…" Kise bit his lower lip.
"Akashichii~~why did you left the door unlocked?" Kise asked as he enters the apartment. His orbs searched for the smaller teen.
"Akashichii, are you here?" he looks in each room, until he heard sounds of water flowing. Following the source of the sound, he ended up in the main bedroom that belongs to no one but Akashi Seijuro himself. He walks towards the bathroom, wanting to turn off the water if Akashi is not at home but he was wrong, completely wrong.
"AKASHICHII!" he shouted, his orbs as wide as a saucer.
On the cold hard floor in the bathroom, lies their former captain on a pool of blood that oozing out of his two wrists. A small knife lies next to him. Akashi was completely pale and cold. Quickly, Kise ran towards the latter and pulls him into his arms, trying to wake him up. His hands were trembling at the amount of bloods flowing.
"AOMINECHII, HELP ME!" he screams into his phone that is drenched in blood after his hands touched Akashi.
"Oi, stop yelling into my eardrums, I can get d—"he was cut off.
"AOMINECHII, AKASHICHII IS…!"
Aomine orbs widened in disbelief upon hearing the blond. His lips parted as his phone slips of his hands. Momoi who was busy looking at the magazines noticed the frantic voice from the fallen phone on the floor.
"Dai-chan…?"
"SATSUKI, call the ambulance. Tell them to head to Akashi place NOW" Aomine grabbed his jacket and speeds out of the house, running towards Akashi apartment.
Aomine sighed. It has been three days since Kise found Akashi lies in a pool of bloods. Midorima informed them, that there is nothing he can do to help Akashi since now it is left up to Akashi will to wake up.
Attempt suicide, the police reported. Aomine frowns at the flashback with the police report.
"Tetsu, if you're there…please save Akashi…" Aomine pleaded quietly.
Meanwhile in Akashi ward, Midorima finished checking his former captain condition. He sighed as he looks at the unconscious red head that looks like he is about to give up any second.
"You better not give up…Akashi…" Midorima mumbles before exit the room. Hoping his friend would hear his pleas.
In Akashi inner thoughts,
I'll stay asleep…in order to find my heart…
Where did my heart go?
When I was little…I used to blow bubbles…
Larger…and …larger…
I wasn't a genius…
The genius was my older twin brother, Ryu…
He could do everything.
Everything…
I was so proud…
When he was younger,
"It's our neighbor" he smiled as his small hands were held gently by his mother.
"Ryu is such a smart boy!"
"I'm so envious of you!"
"He's nothing like our son"
"I wished my son would become more like Ryu"
"What did you do to make him such a smart boy?"
"He got so many good traits from both of you!"
"He's such a genius!"
The neighbors' praised his brother in front of him. He felt left out.
Mama loved hearing those words…
His mother let go of his hands and walk towards his older twin that emerged from the bedroom.
"Mama…?" he calls out but was ignored.
"Ryu, people praised me again saying you're such a good boy!" Then she remembered the smaller boy. She forced a smile on her face.
"Seijuro, you're a good boy too!"
He knows her smile are fake, her praised to him are fake.
I'm always just an addition…
Mama cares only about my brother because everyone praises him…
It doesn't matter if I'm here or not…
Would that be me if my brother wasn't around?
If only he wasn't around…if only he…
That's it…all he needs to do is disappear…
He should just disappear…
It was both him and his brother birthday. Ryu has received many presents while Seijuro only received one. However, his brother saw this when he was unwrapping the present in his room.
Seijuro felt so happy upon received a small truck toy. His brother barged into the room and looms over him. He grabbed the toy truck.
"Brother, that's mine…" he tried getting the toy back. Ryu glares at him.
"This belongs to me. I am better than you" he pushed the younger down to the floor and left the room with the toy. Seijuro cries.
That evening, Seijuro quietly sneaks into his brother room. Looking for his toy truck, he quickly made his way towards the cupboard upon noticing the toy sat on one of the shelves. He did not realized, his older twin is now at the door.
"Seijuro"
"What are you doing?"
Seijuro steps back, as his brother glares at him. Like a predator that wants to devour its prey.
"I'm just taking back what belongs to me!" he hugs the toy onto his chest.
"What are you doing?!" Ryu slaps him in the face, causing him to fall. Seijuro orbs widened at his twin act.
"Don't touch my stuff without MY permission!" he picks on the toy and puts it on a higher shelf.
"This is mine. Going through someone room without asking…only the worst kind of people would do that!"
"But…"
"This is mine; never touch it without my permission. You heard me?!"
"Now, LEAVE!" Ryu orders him. Seijuro left the room with a heavy heart.
My brother hates me…
It's because I'm not a good boy…
It's because I'm the worst kind of people…
But why…?
I'm sad…
My brother has everything and I have nothing…
I WISH MY BROTHER…
JUST DIE!
His wish came true. His brother passed away after being hit by a car.
During the funeral, he approached a photo of his brother that lies on the table.
"Big brother…?"
"Is it because I wished that you are dead?" guilt starts pooling in his small heart.
Where do I go…?
Where do I belong…?
In the real world, both of his parents looked at their unconscious son worriedly. They noticed their son pain expression. They knew, nothing they or the doctors can do…it was up to Akashi to wake up.
"Hun…a long time after Ryu passed away, Seijuro became just like his older twin before he passed away. He suddenly was doing very well in his studies…"
Her husband nodded as he turns around facing to his wife.
"Back then…we was happy thinking that Ryu came back to us. Shouldn't we have thought more about how Seijuro felt?"
"Seijuro has a lot of good traits, which are his alone. We became snobbish after being called the parents of a genius" he felt guilt.
"Did Seijuro really like studying? I don't think he hated it but…lately I've been thinking that he might wanted to play more"
Tears pooling on the corner of her eyes, feeling so bad for what they did to their sons as her husband pulls her into a hug.
"We failed as parents…"
She turns to face where her son lies. Praying to the heaven that one day her beloved son would wake up.
Where did my heart go?
When I was little… I used to blow bubbles…
Larger…and…larger…
Yes, I was always blowing bubbles…
In our garden…with soapy water and a straw with a cut at the end…
Who made that soapy water?
Who cut the end of that straw?
Mom…?
No…
It was my brother…
Yes, I couldn't blow bubbles unless I used the soapy water and straw that he made…
"Sei, try blowing it" Ryu passes him the glass of soapy water and a straw.
"Sure!" He happily took it and starts blowing the straw as it produce a small bubble. It became bigger at each huff. The bubble floats away. They both smiled upon their experiment.
"You can do it too" Seijuro handed over the glass and straw.
"But I'm not good at it" he chuckled.
"There's something you can't do?"
"Of course"
"You're the best at blowing bubbles because you blow it kindly, I can't do it, they always burst" he said then turns around to blows the straw. The bubble grew larger and larger.
Suddenly, it burst. Seijuro shuts his orbs upon the burst. When he opens back, his brother is gone.
"Big brother…?"
"Big brother, please come back!"
He won't come back…
He is dead.
His eyelids flutters open, the he stares into the white ceiling above him. His crimson orbs has no shine, it was empty. He turns his head to the side. Several people were looking at him worriedly.
Why…?
"You're awake!"
"Akashichii!" the blond male approached him, followed by a midnight blue haired tan male. The two older people quickly rushed to his side. He looks at them.
Three words they never expected to hear from the red head, which looked like an empty broken doll. With a hoarse voice and dried lips
"Who are you…?"
That's for chapter two. Did he lost his memories? Don't forget to drop your review!
Till next chapter~