Who ami i? Chapter 3
Title: Who am I?
Author: Masuhisa
Pairing: Matsumiya, Sakumiya (future Chapters)
Summary: Nino had an accident, causing him to lose 2 years of his memory. After waking up, he finds that he had transformed from a geeky otaku to a famous idol.
Disclaimer: If I owned Arashi, I wouldn’t tell anyone about it, but since I am…..
Chapter 3: A day in my life
My life is so confusing. I’m still trying to figure out who ‘J’ and ‘JHK’ are. Unless I’m in a parallel universe. But that’s seriously not possible.
There was a knock on the door, before I slid open to reveal a smart looking sensei, dressed in the usual white cloak thing.
“Ninomiya-san,” he greeted, “How are you,”
“Great!” I replied sarcastically.
“Let me introduce myself,” said the sensei, “I’m Aizawa Kousaku and if you don’t mind, Ninomiya-san,” continued the sensei, “we need to conduct a little check up.”
I nodded.
“Shall we begin?” he asked.
I nodded again.
“The questions may sound silly, but I need you to answer them nevertheless.”
My head is seriously going to fall off my neck one day from all that nodding.
“What’s your name?”
“Ninomiya Kazunari.”
“Birthday?”
“17th June 1983”
“Good,” said Aizawa-sensei, “Ninomiya-san, when you crashed your car, your head hit the windshield, and there has been some swelling, we may need to do another scan.”
“Er… I think you’ve mixed me up with someone else, I didn’t crash any car! I can’t even drive!”
Aizawa looked puzzled. He looked at his clipboard, read a few lines before continuing, “But it says here you were involved in a car accident. Your Mercedes crashed into another car.”
“Then your paper must be wrong,” I said firmly, “I can’t drive and I can’t afford a Mercedes.”
Aizawa-sensei tapped his pencil on his chin while frowning at his clipboard.
“Ninomiya-san,” he continued, “What year is it?”
I stared at him as though he had just asked what’s if black and white are the same colour.
“It’s 2007,” I said at last.
Aizawa stopped tapping his chin and nodded wisely.
“Ninomiya-san, this may seem rather unreal, but it’s actually 2009”
My jaws dropped. I had time travelled? No way!
“Ha ha,” I gave him a sarcastic laugh, “Did Aiba put you up to this? Or maybe Ohno.”
Aizawa-sensei shook his head and replied, “This isn’t a joke. I don’t know any Aiba or Ohno.”
My head started spinning. So I really did time travel. That’s somewhat cool.
“Ninomiya-san, I think your have amnesia,” said Aizawa-sensei gently.
“I don’t bloody have amnesia!” I yelled at him, “You just got all the details wrong!”
Aizawa-sensei sighed.
“Ninomiya-san, I think you’re remembering the wrong accident.”
“Do you mean I have been in coma for 2 years?” I gasped.
“No, you were only admitted three days ago.”
I buried my head in my lap, not wanting to hear what else he has to say. This is all a dream. This is totally a dream. When I finally wake up, I should be lying on the floor at the bottom of that stairs. That’s right, it’s a dream.
I pinched myself. Shit, that hurts. So this isn’t a dream after all. I looked up.
“So are you trying to say I lost 2 years of my memory?”
“Not exactly 2 years, but around there.”
So it really is the year 2009. Crap, I’m old