I am absolutely overjoyed over my first review for this story and would like to pay a special thank you to UmbraShadowGirl. Quite an interesting penname you have my friend. ( yes we are now friends, let us rejoice in friendship) and this early chapter has been written just because you decided to be my first reviewer.
Arigatou gozaimasu
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I had ran all the way home as quick as I could, tears blurring my vision and constantly bumping into civilians. I quickly stepped out of my shoes and threw the now banged up box of cake was onto the table and I ran upstairs. I threw my book bag against the wall and reached under my bed, pulling out three clocks that were all set at the same time, ticking rhythmically with the others all in unison. I sat in the corner of my room that was left unoccupied by anything and set the three clocks around me. The ooze in my stomach bubbled and gurgled highly upset. Spider webs crawled up and down my arms and legs dancing and scratching at the skin. I looked to notice my arms were actually bleeding.
Actual scratch marks up and down my arms. I looked up and saw that I had thrown my jacket on my bed in my haste but still the overbearing feeling of dread weighed in my stomach amongst the acid.
I felt my stomach bubble and burn and soon my throat burned too. The numbers on the clocks blurred and twisted into black and morphed into a huge spider, towering over me with green acid dribbling from its mouth. The eight eyed freak stared me down with its disgusting wrongness. It was perfectly even, eight eyes, eight legs. It completely sickened me and I covered my eyes which suddenly burned. The acid in my throat was heavy and thick and I coughed trying desperately to clear my throat but only ended up gagging and coughing up thick fluid. I dared not remove my hands from my eyes which burned unbearably. Tears flowed down my cheeks in what seemed like a never ending stream. The red eyed spider was still there I just knew it. I could feel it breathing through the holes in its appendages and staring me down like a meal. The room tilted and I moved along with it, leaning against the wall now and pressing against my eyes firmly. I tried to wipe the tears away, tried to hear the ticking of the clocks that were no longer there and it was all just so hard.
My breaths were ragged and jagged, sounding as if I were breathing liquid and with each inhale and exhale I could feel something thick move around within the passages of mouth and throat. The acid in my stomach gurgled and burned like lava in a heated pit and slowly almost unbelievably the pain started to ease and I felt something grab at my shoulder. 'The spider' I thought 'it's finally going to eat me' and then everything went black.
I don't know where I was or how long I was here in this never ending darkness but all I know is that I didn't feel anything, nothing called out to me, touched me, whispered or echoed. Even my voice made no sound but I couldn't bring myself to care. I was just laying here with heavy limps and an aching arm simply floating here in nothingness and I had to ask myself 'Am I dead yet?' had the spider eaten me ?
Did it wrap me in a cocoon of silky which it made with its own body and inject me with its digestive fluids and slowly suck up my insides, leaving behind nothing but a husk of my former self? If so then where am I? Is this the life after death? It's so nice, so warm and fuzzy here. My eyes felt heavy and I couldn't open them. The acid of my stomach felt like nothing but maybe clouds or cotton candy, something soft and pleasant. I sighed this was pure bliss, nothing but pure bliss in every way you could imagine it.
"I think she's waking up"
"I'll retrieve "
"Thank you" something soft and cold touched my hand, feeling as if it was barely ghosting my hand but encompassing it and squeezing firmly.
"oh honey, what happened to you?" i-it was Natsuki-sama.I felt my mouth open and my voice cracked , lips dry and throat scratchy as I attempted to speak.
"Mom?" I cracked open my eyes which felt so heavy right now, suddenly everything ached with a dull throb for some reason. I quickly clenched my eyes shut, groaning and bringing up a heavy arm to cover them from the harsh lights.
My other hand was gripped tightly and it no longer felt like a barely there touch, she was holding my hand and brought it up to hold her damp cheek. I turned and cracked open an eye to stare at her tear streaked face. Her eyes were red and puffy and her cheeks were red and soaked in tears that even now she tried to wipe away. It broke my heart to see her cry even though she had a smile on her face and pulled and tugged at my heart strings. I quickly sat up, the I.V in my arm pinching harshly as I held her desperately trying to hush her. I wiped at her tears looking her in those beautiful brown eyes that only ever reflected love for me.
"D-don't cry. Shush don't cry mom. Not for me, okay? Never cry for me, not silly o-ole me" my voice strained to be heard and my eyes were barely able to be open as they had a very hard time adjusting to the light of the hospital room. The paper dress was thin and exposed my back and hung on me loosely but all I wanted right now was for her to stop crying.
"I was so worried. When I went up to your room y-you-"her voice cracked and she swallowed thickly. I closed my eyes unable to keep them open because of the light. I wiped at her face, wanting to erase all evidence of tears and sadness.
"Shush. I-it's okay. I'm fine. No more tears. Ever "I patted her now dry but still mostly moist cheeks.
"I love you mom" I felt her check lift in a smile and I smiled too. The door suddenly opened and we both turned to the door to see the doctor enter (not without me squinting in his direction because hello are these sunlight bulbs or something omfg why so bright?) he smiled at us and I closed my eyes and layed back in the tilted up hospital bed.
" Greetings Yukimura-san. I am Dr. Senji." He said in a pleasant voice. I covered my eyes with my arm and sighed in relief from the invasive and harsh light.
"Feeling some sensitivity in your eyes?" I nodded and heard walking before I could actually friggin feel the lights in the room dim. I peeked out and covered my eyes again.
"Still too bright ?" I nodded and assumed the light were dimmed even more. When I looked out the room was decently darker and my eyes felt way better without the extra strain. The doctor was at the wall a hand on a round knob that I assumed controlled the rooms lighting. My mother was looking at me worriedly and I smiled at her. She gave a weary smile back but looked a bit doctor walked over and pulled out a small pen flashlight thing.
" I'm going to shine the light infront of you and I want you to follow it with your eye ok?" I nodded and he placed the the pen far from my eyes before turning it on and moving it slowly from left to right. A look of confusion crossed his face and he brought the light closer and I squinted still following it with my eyes.
" What are your eyes natural eye color ?" he asked me. I scrunched my brows.
"Dark brown. Why?"
"It seems they've turned colors." He brought the light closer and then put it away. My brows rose and I blinked trying to rid myself of the after image.
"That and your eyes seem to refuse to dilate. They'll twitch a little but not dilate like their supposed to. Too much light is entering your eyes and is causing the sensitivity. I'll have a nurse bring in a pair medicated sunglasses ( I am not a doctor okay gosh. Just think about those special shades blind people or really old people use idk –flips table-) until your eyes adjust and start to dilate again. As for your eye color changing…. I really don't know how it could happen. You melanin levels must have fluctuated in your eyes and changed them but to go to this color…..I'm at a loss for words." He scratched his head and started looking through papers on his clipboard.
"When you were brought here you covered in a substantial amount of blood. You were coughing it up and it seems maybe some blood vessels in your eyes burst and was enough to turn your sclera red. We were able to flush out the blood with no problem but we couldn't find any reason as to why you were coughing up blood. "He seemed to ponder over it a bit more before saying he'd be back with some blood tests results.
I turned to my mom, confusion on both of our faces. She shrugged and I sighed.
"What time is it?" she pulled out her phone checking the time 3:00 pm. What a wonderful number. I laid back, head tilted in her direction.
"How long have I been here?"
"Since around 5 yesterday" ugh what a way to spend a Saturday. My throat felt so much better right now and my eyes burned just a tad.
"What color are my eyes?" she leaned close to my face, pondering.
"I'd say… a rich purple" she smiled. Her face was no longer red and her eyes no longer puffy but still a tad red. I groaned, purple? What the hell. Do I have Alexandria's genesis or something? This can't be true because I still have body hair and am not extremely pale. Fuck my weirdness.
"Your friend Light called" her voice was hinting and she was looking at me coyly.
"We're just friends!" she looked away with a strange glint in her eyes.
"If you need me to pick you up some condoms-"
"Mom!" she grinned devilishly.
"I just want you to be safe! There's nothing wrong with that!" she raised her hands.
"There is when nothing like that is going on! Or going to happen!" she looked off to a distant corner mumbling.
"Well not now but you never know when they'll come in handy…." By now my face burned in embarrassment and I gripped the hospital blanket tightly, hair on end"
"Nothing like that will ever happen! Ever!"
"But-"
"Ever!"
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I spent Saturday sitting in bed with my head resting on my knees and watching TV with the lights completely off. At exactly 1:48 pm the door opened. (One plus four is five plus is thirteen. Three even numbers make a prime is amazing to me)
In came my mother with a fresh pair of cloths in her hands. She smiled and raised the stack of cloths above her head.
"Guess who gets to go home today!" she closed the door behind her and handed me the cloths then turned to let me get dressed. I could've walked to the bathroom connected to the room but I don't want make the trip. I slipped on the cloths and fresh undergarments, a simple sheer long sleeved shirt that was a midnight blue with winged long sleeves and a pair of dark blue bell bottom jeans. Hidden in the stack of cloths was my Sebastian watch and…ciels's ring! I squealed and hugged my mom tightly and she returned it with equal vigor. I put the originally thumb ring on the ring finger of my left hand.
The jewel looked dark blue due to the lighting in the room but I knew it was even better in the light. I clipped on my Sebastian pocket watch and stored it in my pocket. I slipped on a pair of hospital sandals and put on the dark shades the hospital provided for me and together I and my kaa-san left the hospital.
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When I went to school on Monday my mother gave me a note that I was to shop my teachers explaining why I had to wear the shades. She promised me we would get my hair cut into bangs that would cover my eyes from sight, although she agreed albeit reluctantly, thinking my eyes were a pretty color and special.
"Like you" she said with a smile.
I had gotten a new uniform and she sowed the stitches over for me and drove me to school that morning. When I walked into class everyone was talking amongst themselves eagerly but I noticed when the room quieted just a little, a few eyes strayed in my direction but their attention went back to their conversation. I sat down in my seat and brought out the books I knew I would need for first period.
"Hey Hanna-chan" I heard Lights voice and turned to see a concerned look on his face.
"Are you okay ? I saw you crying on Friday but you ran off. Finals start today and it wouldn't be good if you pushed yourself if your stressed" genuine concerned echoed in his voice and rang bells in my heart that soon he wouldn't be this sweet and innocent anymore.
"Yeah I'm fine. I was just having some trouble with my eyes" he kneeled down, brows furrowed in concern.
"Are you okay now? Do they hurt?" I smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
"Nah just a little sensitive to light is all but I've got these shades and I'm tough, I can handle myself Yagami-san" he smiled and ruffled my hair that I chose to wear down today. I glared at him and tried to lay down my rumpled hair.
"Whatever you say Hanna-chan"
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So we took our finals and more criminals began to die due to hearts attacks. My eyes frequently throbbed in pain and gave me headaches and to cope I'd just go to my room and lay there with the lights off for a few hours. We got our finals scores and to celebrate my passing with one of the highest grades my mom decided to have me invite Light over for dinner. And as mothers tend to do she completely embarrassed me.
"This is the picture from last year during summer break when we went to the beach! She turned so red afterwards and had sunburn for days!" my mother giggled. She and Light were sitting on the couch, she had a book of photos she took and was at the moment showing Light a picture of me in a two piece with a beach ball from last summer.
"Moooommmm" she shushed me and turned the page, showing light me dressed up as female version of Santa clause from last Christmas. Lights face was pink and he was laughing with her, commenting on how adorable I looked. It's not like it was too long ago! I admit I was a little put off by my mom shushing me…well not a little.
'Did she just shush me? Yes she did. She just shushed me.' I had gotten my hair cut by now and my eyes went back to dilating somewhat so I was able to walk around in the lighting of our house without wincing but damn it I had to get Light away from that book.
"And here's her during New Years with her kimono on!"
"Don't you think the food is going to get cold?" I waved my arms trying to entice her to close the book and get on with dinner.
"Oh right! Yes let's eat before it gets cold!
We sat at the table and dug in. Natsuki-sama was a wonderful cook unlike me who burns toast. The sliced pickles were put on a platter to share and there was one left. I reached for it with my chopsticks and bumped into another pair of chopsticks that belonged to one Light Yagami. And then the war began. My mom watched amused over us chopstick fighting over the last pickle slice. I tried stabbing his hands with the wooden sticks and yelled indignantly.
"It's mine Yagami-san ! Sod off!"
"Sod? Your Japanese is horrible; someone of such low competence doesn't deserve the last pickle!"
Did this son of a bitch just insult my intelligence? It is about to go down.
Light watched in horror as Natsuki-sama savored the last slice of pickle as she chewed, purposefully rubbing it in his face. I turned to Light slowly a menacing aura coming off me in waves. My fingers wiggled as both hands made their way to Lights neck who was distracted. He turned just before my hands latched onto his neck. He gave a awkward smile as my hands slowly tightened. He brought his hands up onto my wrist trying to remove the ever tightening appendages.
"Light" I smiled evilly. He started sweating and tried harder to pull off my hands.
"Y-Yeah?" I shook him fast, hands tight on his neck.
"Apologize !"
"Hanna-chan let go of Light-chan right now !"
"Pay for your insults!"
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Light was about to leave when everything started going red. My eyes throbbed and tears poured down . I wiped one away to realize it wasn't clear but red, a deep red.
"Hanna-chan?" two voices said in unison.
A jarring pain went through my head and my vision flashed white and then became an even darker red. Hands braced me as I tilted to the side.
"I'll be back with a towel" the hand was replaced with another and I grit my teeth at a particular throb of pain in my skull.
"Hannah-chan? What's wrong? What's happening?" it was Light; I turned toward his voice and pulled my hands down to see his face. What greeted me was a veil of red over a concerned Light whose eyes widened and had glowing red numbers floating above his head, my eyes widened.
Light stared in shock at the wide glowing red eyes staring up at him in suprise. He could hear Ryuk chuckle and break into a manic laughter.