HAKUOUKI: THE REVERSED FATE (rewritten)

CHAPTER 4: REBORN?

All he could see was whiteness.

Is this afterlife?

He felt light. He was floating.

-ita.

He heard something. A voice. It was faint.

A bright light illuminated his vision and he felt himself being pulled.

He gasped and gulped for air. Blinking, he stared at a white canopy that reminded him of the open sky.

"Souji okita".

Thoughts were jumbled and it took him a few more seconds to comprehend his situation. He jolted as he realised where he was. As if struck by a bolt of lightning, souji sat abruptly which was rewarded with a jabbing pain in his left arm and for a second he saw black spots dancing in his vision.

"even though you survived a major crash, you can still die by bleeding if you are going to pull that needle attached to your arm, which would be ironic by the way. And as a side note intelligent men can be utterly foolish sometimes."

He clutched his bandaged head and groaned when someone tried to reattach his IV.

"crash?" his eyes widened when he fully registered the meaning behind those words. His head snapped up and his emerald eyes met impassive blue ones. At the side of his bed, a young woman maybe his age, with long blonde hair pulled into a ponytail and blue eyes sitting on a chair, a green folder on her lap. She wore a white shirt tucked into black leggings and doctor's white coat. An ID card probably identifying her designation pinned on her left side of the coat.

His brows furrowed and a quick glance around him told him that he was in a recovery room in some hospital and by the looks of it, it seemed well furnished.

"I am Kareena Tsukune, if you were wondering who I was and I am a doctor as you may have realised."

"I wasn't wondering and I don't care. Just tell me where the others are and what happened to them." His emerald eyes shifted to their old cold self and it pierced her carefree blue ones.

In response she shrugged nonchalantly and muttered something about duty and responsibility.

He narrowed his eyes at her nonchalance that quite contradicted her professional look.

"Anyways, answering to your question, your friends are all doing well and undergoing full recovery. You will be able to meet them in an hour or so if your condition is stabilised. I must say you guys surely must have had the goddess of luck herself sitting on your backs to have survived that crash."

She looked at her wrist watch and stood up, placing the folder on the desk near his bed.

"I must go for now I am afraid. But, enjoy your luck while it lasts since not everyone is lucky enough as you six were."

Those words echoed in his head repeatedly. He watched in slow motion as her hand reached for the doorknob and twists it.

"wait!" he himself found surprised for calling out to her, but she seemed as if she was expecting it.

"what did you mean by "not everyone is lucky enough as you six were"?"

A sad smile crept up her lips. Her hand fell from the doorknob and she turned slowly and cautiously.

"Tokyo airlines,carrying 250 passengers, 2 pilots and 11 crew members crashed on the runwaycausing overall death of 257 people, with 6 survivors."