Reborn

It was just an ordinary day. I wasn't expecting anything to happen. Maybe think about what I was going to have for dinner, but nothing major. I was walking out of the bookstore, finally purchasing the last volume of (f/m). It was one of my favorite manga's. I had saved up a ton of money just to get it. It was all for nothing though.

It didn't help that it was also my birthday. Nothing usually went as planned on that day. Knowing this, I still went out. Although cliche, it was a windy day, telling me that I should've brought a sweater. I held the book to my chest, hoping to quickly get home. I walk down the sidewalk, avoiding everyone that was so rudely in the way.

I stop when I see the crosswalk. I smile to myself, feeling excited to read the new manga I bought. Once I see the light say that I could walk, I do just that. Only then to realize too late how stupid people are. I was the only one crossing the crosswalk (unlucky enough). I was looking straight ahead. It all felt like time had stopped.

From the moment the car that was speeding down, to the moment I got hit. At least I didn't watch myself get hit. It hurt. A lot. Although, I did go out quickly. The breath was taken out of me, if you know what I mean. After that, everything just went white. The whole time, I wondered if my manga was alright.

I didn't care about me being dead, or even if I was in a coma. I did not save money for 6 months just to have a new manga ruined. I would hope my dad would keep it and the rest of my stuff safe though. Without thinking anything of it, the light suddenly got brighter, making it hard to see. It didn't feel like it's been that long since my death.

Hell. It could've been years and I still wouldn't know. I was confused but I slowly went towards the light, hoping to find something. I did find something. Not what I was looking for. But something. It was a hospital room. "Wahhh!" I cry out, not wanting to see the blue room. I felt as if I knew what was happening now.

"It's a boy! Congratulations!" A loud man yelled out, making me cry out louder. The man held me with his cold, gloved hands and gave me to a woman. Once the woman took ahold of me, she gave a look towards a man that stood beside her. I stop whining by this point, not fully understanding what was going on.

'Uhhh....' I thought, staring up at the woman who had black hair. "I'll leave you guys alone for now. And, once again, congratulations to you both." The man said, finally leaving the room. "Why did it have to be a boy?" The woman asks, sounding disgusted. I was still kind of confused. I then lifted up my now small arms, staring at them.

My skin was (s/c), although I was a little bit chubby. 'Huh...? What...? Why do I have baby hands...?' I thought once again. I already established that I couldn't talk. 'Didn't I die though? What in the fuck happened?' I was only able to think to myself, considering I couldn't talk. I was wondering so many things.

'Dad better have grabbed my manga off that street and put it on my shelf... I swear if he didn't do it... Wait, I can't do anything. Well shit.' I thought once more, staring back at the women. Now knowing that I had somehow been reborn, I start crying again. I was trying to mentally cry but I couldn't. 

So, now they had a crying baby in the room who won't shut up. I only worried about my manga though. I had every right to be upset. I didn't even get to read it! "Shut the hell up!" The woman yelled, handing me to the man that was standing beside her. That got me to stop. Though, I was glaring at the woman who I now know as my mom.

'Fuck you too then.' I thought. I then stare up at the man who had (h/c) hair. The man had the same hair color I had when I was alive before. I then started to wonder what my hair color was. Did I have the same hair as that retched woman on the bed or this man. 'I'm hoping that it's the same color as him. He doesn't seem to have a problem with me.'

"Honestly, I was hoping you'd be a girl. I guess it can't be helped. Akira, let's just name the thing (y/n)." He said, staring at the woman on the bed. I sigh mentally and hope that my life goes by fast. Having them both hate me is going to take a toll and I knew it. At least in my other life, my family loved me. 'I got stuck with idiots. Great.' I thought.

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"We can just stick it in the empty room. I'm hoping we get him to act like a girl..." Akira says, holding me in her arms. 'Great, now she's going to make me dress as a girl. Come on... God? You couldn't have given me a better family?' I thought, glaring at the woman holding me. I was hoping she'd put me in a crib already.

"We'll see how it goes." The man I now know as Jason said. Akira finally walks to a room that was all pink with a crib in the middle. 'This woman seriously doesn't know how to decorate. Who puts a crib in the middle of a room?' I ask myself, shaking my head mentally. Akira places me into the crib that looked really girly.

This woman was serious. She was going to dress me up in dresses, maybe even make me do my makeup. I was screwed. The retched woman then just left me alone. No bottle. Nothing. 'Did she forget she's a parent now? I'll die before 12.' I thought, staring up at the thing that spins. All I could do now is sleep.

Hoping that everything will get better as time passes.