Title: TIME (2/?)
Author: ME
Paring: TakaYama
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Supernatural
A sequel to :
TIME Summary: He never thought he could have a second chance in anything.. Nothing was rightfully his, in the first place...
“Why am I here? “...He looks around the place only to feel a familiar gust of emotions. But, he can’t really point out what it is. This heavy feeling he has in his chest. Suddenly, he heard voices coming from behind a large oak tree.
'Okay, now hide here first. I will come and see you later. We will decide what to do after that, ne Chi..' A petite boy said to his friend. Somehow it seems so familiar. The scene, the place, the smell…. Everything.
‘Promise me? Don’t ever leave me… ‘. Replied the other boy, while tugging his friend’s hand.
‘Un’… a smile formed in both their eyes, glittering with hope. The brown haired boy walks away, leaving the other one. The scene then slowly fades away…..
‘Chi’…. The name now stuck in his mind and keep replaying like a broken cassette….
~~~***~~~
It is unsettling. It has been hours since he brought his nephew in. Still no updates.
Yuya have been marching down the waiting lounge for what seems eternity. The recent incident kept replaying in his mind.
He can’t imagine of what he will do if something happens to the boy. The hourglass appears frozen. He prayed badly in his heart, so that Ryosuke will survive through this. His hands are shaking, trying to control the haywire emotions.
‘Please God, don’t take him away from me too’… he pleaded.
~~~***~~~
His throat feels sore…
As if thousands of needles pricking it.. The first sensation he felt, while coming around… ‘It’s weird’.. he thought. ‘Am I dead? …. Is this the afterlife?’…Trying to make some sense out of his hazy mind.
He tried opening his eyes. He can’t. They are heavy. Glued shut. An overwhelming fear suddenly crept in. Cold.
There is a distant sound of something beeping. He can’t feel his limbs. There is something stuck in his throat. He tried calling for help but there is no sound coming out. Frustrated, he tried to move his hands. Nothing happened. He tried opening his eyes again. This time, he made it. With his blurry vision, he saw a figure standing next to him. He can’t see the face but he felt warmth, radiating from that person. A sudden security.
‘I’m here, Ryo-chan. Don’t be scared’… a voice. Sweet and calming… but, it is not Yuya’s voice. It’s for sure.
‘Who are you?’, he tried to ask. But the question is only stuck in his mind.
He felt tired. But he wanted to stay awake. Waiting for an answer. Nothing, and after a while, he drift back off to slumber.
~~~***~~~
‘The meds aren’t helping much at this stage. It might ease the pain, but that’s it… any stronger dose isn’t suitable for his fragile body’... The doctor’s words resound in Yuya’s head for the nnth time.
They need to find a donor.
Soon.
p/s : another chap... yoroshiku :) comment is luv