Chapter 13 - Chapter 13
Submitted December 22, 2005 Updated November 5, 2006 Status Incomplete | A young 18 year old boy,Kinou, is isolated from everyone by a horrible disease. He sneaks out in order to find his first love before it's to late.
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Chapter 13 - Chapter 13
Chapter 13 - Chapter 13
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The room was quiet. But it only took a small moment for one of them to move. Durazaki, without notice, ran out the door. Kokoro and Kinou, besides the look of horror, they looked confused. Mizuka, without saying anything, his normal happy-go-lucky expression, gone, walked up to Kinou's bedside. Confused of what he was doing, Kinou's brows went down, as he began to say what? Mizuka plucked the picture of the gang out of Kinou's hands and studied if for only a second. He then flipped it so Kokoro and Kinou could see. He had had his thumb on one of the people in the picture. It was the orange haired boy with the scar. Kinou and Kokoro took some time to take it all in.
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Mizuka placed the picture down on the bedside table and turned back to the three shocked stares. “I'm going to go back now…I had to make you aware though.” He walked up to Kaworu's bed and bent down, looking into Kaworu's red runny eyes. Mizuka pushed himself up to Kaworu's forehead and kissed him gently. “I'll be back. I promise.” He said in a whisper, his eyes still the same. After that he ran out the door.
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Kokoro, unable to speak, she began to slowly stumble to the door. She looked almost like she was in a trance, like she was under someone's evil spell. Then Kokoro, too, disappeared from sight, leaving Kinou and Kaworu thunderstruck.
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Loud sirens screeched on the street. There were firemen, medics, and the police, along with a small crowd. The two got there by Mizuka's motorcycle. The blonde grabbed Kokoro's hand, pulling her quickly off the bike and dragged her through the tight crowd. Finally reaching the front where you could peek over the officer's shoulder to what was going on. Durazaki was there already, holding the hand of the boy who crashed in the accident. The one called Miruka, who was in a medical stretcher.
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Mizuka tapped the officer on the shoulder. “I'm his friend. I need to get through.” The man in black nodded and let him past. “Whoa, little missy. You can't come through here.” The officer said as he cut off Kokoro from Mizuka. Kokoro's heart beat hard against her chest. If she said she was a friend it would be a lie. Then a hand reached out and grabbed the officer's shoulder, pulling sideways. “The girl's with me.” Mizuka said in a rather dry voice. Without letting the officer respond, he dragged Kokoro past him and over to the stretcher.
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“Mizuka! What took you!?” Durazaki squeaked, his voice cracking. His eyes were a bright red so it was obvious that he had been crying. Mizuka ignored Durazaki's complaint and stood over the injured boy.
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He looked no older than Kinou, possibly nineteen though. His face covered with thick layers of blood. He seemed to have a few rocks that had hit him in the face that the medics must have pulled out before. Though, close to his right eye, along with the deep scar, was a large scratch that went from his eyebrow tip down his nose and slightly onto his cheek, forming a backwards C-like shape. But the worst part was his leg. The right one had a huge piece of metal wedged deep into his muscle, slightly lower than the kneecap. The medics however had not removed that piece yet, if they were to do so it would have made Miruka bleed to death.
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Kokoro couldn't seem to keep her eyes off the wounds on Miruka as she stood back a little from the gang. She shut her eyes, turning her head, unable to look any more. Wait…Where did he come from? Leaded up against the ambulance was a tall male, about 20, black hair and eyes, and he wore a dark brown jacket over a white shirt with black, ripped up jeans. Unlike the other males in the gang, his hair was well token care of. He couldn't have been part of them…but he looked so familiar.
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The male glanced over at her. When Kokoro saw this she jerked her head somewhere else. The boy just stared blankly at her then soon looked back to Miruka.
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And then it was back to the hospital. Though, instead of staying at the entrance of the emergency room, Kokoro went back to Kinou and Kaworu's room.
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As soon as she entered the door, both of the boys jerked their heads to the door with wide eyes of curiosity. Kaworu started to mouth `what happened? Is he alright?' but Kokoro stopped him. “He's gotten a lot of scratches, some bigger than others, and his leg…I think it's going to take a while to heal.” She said nervously. You could just about see the tears form in Kaworu's eyes, even Kinou's. Kokoro looked nervously at the floor then walked over to Kinou's bedside and sat in the chair next to him. She could tell this was going to a very quiet day so she waited silently for the nurse to come and call her out.
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The next morning Kokoro showed up early to find Kinou and Kaworu's room filled with the members she had seen before. That is, other than Miruka. The room fell quiet when Kokoro entered. She slightly blushed due to all the eyes looking at her. “G-Good morning?” She said nervously, her grip on her black purse tightened. They all shouted back “Good morning, Kokoro.” `How did they know my name?' She thought, a look of bewilderment crossed her face. Mizuka saw the look and laughed silently to himself. “I told them, I hope you don't mind.” He said, a smile spread across his face. “N-No…That's fine.” She stammered, closing her eyes in a forced smile. She was scared to open them to see those looks again. She turned left to go sit next to Kinou but screamed.
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There he was again (And he was in my seat!)! That boy! And that look! He just would stare so intensely at you it made you feel uncomfortable. Durazaki, who was near by, walked over to the black-haired boy and smacked him over the head, the male hardly reacts. “Zono! Don't scare the girl! It's rude.” He snapped in a slight sarcastic way. The boy called `Zono' said nothing, just continued to stare. The others laughed except Kinou, Kokoro, and of course, Zono (well, Kaworu smiled, to painful to laugh).
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Durazaki let out a toothy grin. “Believe it or not but this guy's like the devil on wheels when he's ridin'.” Kokoro, still being mad at Durazaki, walked past him and kneeled down next to Kinou, laying her head on his arm. Kinou looked down at Kokoro with a smile and began stroking her hair with his free hand.
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“How is it you can make her do that? Is she like getting paid a lot to do that for you?” Durazaki asked, bending over next to Kokoro, scratching his chin. An anger mark appeared on Kokoro's head. What is she? A dog? Kinou laughed nervously. “Uh…I don't…” His voice trailed off, unsure of what to say. Durazaki nudged Kinou with a smirk. “How much do ya pay her?” He asked with another chuckle. Getting irritating with this all, Kokoro jerks upwards, punching Durazaki in the chin, sending him backwards to the wall, hitting his head. He let out a scream of pain as he hit the wall. Kinou, Kaworu, and Mizuka all watched in shock.
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“Ou—ch…”Durazaki groaned, gripping his hair. “dog….that HURT!” He snapped jumping up about to hit her back. Instead he hit Mizuka who jumped in front. Mizuka glared at Durazaki. The boy's eyes budged in fear. He slowly slumped to the ground. The room became silent. Even the nurse who had been caring for Kaworu became quiet. Mizuka turned to Kokoro, at first with his glare but it soon faded into a smile. “I'm sorry.” He said in a soft nice tone then walked back to Kaworu. Durazaki, knowing this signal, immediately scrambled out of the room, tears shedding from his eyes as he left.
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Kokoro turned back to Mizuka who had his head shoved into Kaworu's chest as if he was crying. Her eyes narrowed in silence feeling a bit guilty. She was the reason Mizuka had to get angry with one of his gang members. The nurse felt it was necessary to let them alone because it seemed like a personal situation. Kokoro turned around and slumped down the side of Kinou's bed.
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Kinou and Kaworu shot each other worried looks. Even though they may have wanted to do something, they couldn't find the right words to say it. Kaworu stroked his hand through Mizuka's long soft hair as Kinou would glance down at Kokoro, unsure if he should do the same.
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Unexpectedly, Zono stood up and walked over to Kokoro who looked up at him. He then bent down to Kokoro's level with a stern look. “Get over it. Durazaki is stronger than you think. So are you.” He mentioned, looking up at Mizuka who looked back at him, his eyes bloodshot. “Stop acting like wussy little children and get over it.” Zono finished and stood. “I'm leaving.” He muttered as he walked out the door.
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That had caused the whole room, even the little rats that happened to scurry about, become quiet. Kinou and Kokoro, not knowing Zono well enough to expect this outbreak stared at the door in shock. Mizuka sighed loudly, his eyes still puffy and red. “Thanks.” He whispered with a small smile creeping on his face. Mizuka stood up and turned to Kinou. “Would it be alright if I treat your girl to sushi? I feel like I need to make it up.” He asked. Kinou looked from Mizuka to Kokoro in question, and then smiled kindly. “Yes. That would be nice. Thank you.” He replied. Kinou felt a lot more comfortable letting Kokoro go places with Mizuka without his supervision because he knew that Mizuka would try to do anything.
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Mizuka began to walk over to Kokoro who had also stood and was waiting by the door but was stopped by Kaworu. He had grabbed his hand and was holding onto it tight. He smiled in thanks and in being glad that Mizuka was himself again. His boyfriend smiled back, bent down and kissed him on the forehead tenderly. “I'll see you tomorrow, Love.” He said and Kaworu willingly let go of his hand.
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Once the two had left the roommates spent quite some time just smiling at the door. “I'm glad that was settled.” Kinou said with a sigh of relief. Kaworu answered with a proud smile.
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The room was quiet. But it only took a small moment for one of them to move. Durazaki, without notice, ran out the door. Kokoro and Kinou, besides the look of horror, they looked confused. Mizuka, without saying anything, his normal happy-go-lucky expression, gone, walked up to Kinou's bedside. Confused of what he was doing, Kinou's brows went down, as he began to say what? Mizuka plucked the picture of the gang out of Kinou's hands and studied if for only a second. He then flipped it so Kokoro and Kinou could see. He had had his thumb on one of the people in the picture. It was the orange haired boy with the scar. Kinou and Kokoro took some time to take it all in.
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Mizuka placed the picture down on the bedside table and turned back to the three shocked stares. “I'm going to go back now…I had to make you aware though.” He walked up to Kaworu's bed and bent down, looking into Kaworu's red runny eyes. Mizuka pushed himself up to Kaworu's forehead and kissed him gently. “I'll be back. I promise.” He said in a whisper, his eyes still the same. After that he ran out the door.
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Kokoro, unable to speak, she began to slowly stumble to the door. She looked almost like she was in a trance, like she was under someone's evil spell. Then Kokoro, too, disappeared from sight, leaving Kinou and Kaworu thunderstruck.
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Loud sirens screeched on the street. There were firemen, medics, and the police, along with a small crowd. The two got there by Mizuka's motorcycle. The blonde grabbed Kokoro's hand, pulling her quickly off the bike and dragged her through the tight crowd. Finally reaching the front where you could peek over the officer's shoulder to what was going on. Durazaki was there already, holding the hand of the boy who crashed in the accident. The one called Miruka, who was in a medical stretcher.
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Mizuka tapped the officer on the shoulder. “I'm his friend. I need to get through.” The man in black nodded and let him past. “Whoa, little missy. You can't come through here.” The officer said as he cut off Kokoro from Mizuka. Kokoro's heart beat hard against her chest. If she said she was a friend it would be a lie. Then a hand reached out and grabbed the officer's shoulder, pulling sideways. “The girl's with me.” Mizuka said in a rather dry voice. Without letting the officer respond, he dragged Kokoro past him and over to the stretcher.
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“Mizuka! What took you!?” Durazaki squeaked, his voice cracking. His eyes were a bright red so it was obvious that he had been crying. Mizuka ignored Durazaki's complaint and stood over the injured boy.
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He looked no older than Kinou, possibly nineteen though. His face covered with thick layers of blood. He seemed to have a few rocks that had hit him in the face that the medics must have pulled out before. Though, close to his right eye, along with the deep scar, was a large scratch that went from his eyebrow tip down his nose and slightly onto his cheek, forming a backwards C-like shape. But the worst part was his leg. The right one had a huge piece of metal wedged deep into his muscle, slightly lower than the kneecap. The medics however had not removed that piece yet, if they were to do so it would have made Miruka bleed to death.
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Kokoro couldn't seem to keep her eyes off the wounds on Miruka as she stood back a little from the gang. She shut her eyes, turning her head, unable to look any more. Wait…Where did he come from? Leaded up against the ambulance was a tall male, about 20, black hair and eyes, and he wore a dark brown jacket over a white shirt with black, ripped up jeans. Unlike the other males in the gang, his hair was well token care of. He couldn't have been part of them…but he looked so familiar.
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The male glanced over at her. When Kokoro saw this she jerked her head somewhere else. The boy just stared blankly at her then soon looked back to Miruka.
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And then it was back to the hospital. Though, instead of staying at the entrance of the emergency room, Kokoro went back to Kinou and Kaworu's room.
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As soon as she entered the door, both of the boys jerked their heads to the door with wide eyes of curiosity. Kaworu started to mouth `what happened? Is he alright?' but Kokoro stopped him. “He's gotten a lot of scratches, some bigger than others, and his leg…I think it's going to take a while to heal.” She said nervously. You could just about see the tears form in Kaworu's eyes, even Kinou's. Kokoro looked nervously at the floor then walked over to Kinou's bedside and sat in the chair next to him. She could tell this was going to a very quiet day so she waited silently for the nurse to come and call her out.
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The next morning Kokoro showed up early to find Kinou and Kaworu's room filled with the members she had seen before. That is, other than Miruka. The room fell quiet when Kokoro entered. She slightly blushed due to all the eyes looking at her. “G-Good morning?” She said nervously, her grip on her black purse tightened. They all shouted back “Good morning, Kokoro.” `How did they know my name?' She thought, a look of bewilderment crossed her face. Mizuka saw the look and laughed silently to himself. “I told them, I hope you don't mind.” He said, a smile spread across his face. “N-No…That's fine.” She stammered, closing her eyes in a forced smile. She was scared to open them to see those looks again. She turned left to go sit next to Kinou but screamed.
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There he was again (And he was in my seat!)! That boy! And that look! He just would stare so intensely at you it made you feel uncomfortable. Durazaki, who was near by, walked over to the black-haired boy and smacked him over the head, the male hardly reacts. “Zono! Don't scare the girl! It's rude.” He snapped in a slight sarcastic way. The boy called `Zono' said nothing, just continued to stare. The others laughed except Kinou, Kokoro, and of course, Zono (well, Kaworu smiled, to painful to laugh).
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Durazaki let out a toothy grin. “Believe it or not but this guy's like the devil on wheels when he's ridin'.” Kokoro, still being mad at Durazaki, walked past him and kneeled down next to Kinou, laying her head on his arm. Kinou looked down at Kokoro with a smile and began stroking her hair with his free hand.
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“How is it you can make her do that? Is she like getting paid a lot to do that for you?” Durazaki asked, bending over next to Kokoro, scratching his chin. An anger mark appeared on Kokoro's head. What is she? A dog? Kinou laughed nervously. “Uh…I don't…” His voice trailed off, unsure of what to say. Durazaki nudged Kinou with a smirk. “How much do ya pay her?” He asked with another chuckle. Getting irritating with this all, Kokoro jerks upwards, punching Durazaki in the chin, sending him backwards to the wall, hitting his head. He let out a scream of pain as he hit the wall. Kinou, Kaworu, and Mizuka all watched in shock.
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“Ou—ch…”Durazaki groaned, gripping his hair. “dog….that HURT!” He snapped jumping up about to hit her back. Instead he hit Mizuka who jumped in front. Mizuka glared at Durazaki. The boy's eyes budged in fear. He slowly slumped to the ground. The room became silent. Even the nurse who had been caring for Kaworu became quiet. Mizuka turned to Kokoro, at first with his glare but it soon faded into a smile. “I'm sorry.” He said in a soft nice tone then walked back to Kaworu. Durazaki, knowing this signal, immediately scrambled out of the room, tears shedding from his eyes as he left.
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Kokoro turned back to Mizuka who had his head shoved into Kaworu's chest as if he was crying. Her eyes narrowed in silence feeling a bit guilty. She was the reason Mizuka had to get angry with one of his gang members. The nurse felt it was necessary to let them alone because it seemed like a personal situation. Kokoro turned around and slumped down the side of Kinou's bed.
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Kinou and Kaworu shot each other worried looks. Even though they may have wanted to do something, they couldn't find the right words to say it. Kaworu stroked his hand through Mizuka's long soft hair as Kinou would glance down at Kokoro, unsure if he should do the same.
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Unexpectedly, Zono stood up and walked over to Kokoro who looked up at him. He then bent down to Kokoro's level with a stern look. “Get over it. Durazaki is stronger than you think. So are you.” He mentioned, looking up at Mizuka who looked back at him, his eyes bloodshot. “Stop acting like wussy little children and get over it.” Zono finished and stood. “I'm leaving.” He muttered as he walked out the door.
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That had caused the whole room, even the little rats that happened to scurry about, become quiet. Kinou and Kokoro, not knowing Zono well enough to expect this outbreak stared at the door in shock. Mizuka sighed loudly, his eyes still puffy and red. “Thanks.” He whispered with a small smile creeping on his face. Mizuka stood up and turned to Kinou. “Would it be alright if I treat your girl to sushi? I feel like I need to make it up.” He asked. Kinou looked from Mizuka to Kokoro in question, and then smiled kindly. “Yes. That would be nice. Thank you.” He replied. Kinou felt a lot more comfortable letting Kokoro go places with Mizuka without his supervision because he knew that Mizuka would try to do anything.
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Mizuka began to walk over to Kokoro who had also stood and was waiting by the door but was stopped by Kaworu. He had grabbed his hand and was holding onto it tight. He smiled in thanks and in being glad that Mizuka was himself again. His boyfriend smiled back, bent down and kissed him on the forehead tenderly. “I'll see you tomorrow, Love.” He said and Kaworu willingly let go of his hand.
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Once the two had left the roommates spent quite some time just smiling at the door. “I'm glad that was settled.” Kinou said with a sigh of relief. Kaworu answered with a proud smile.
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