Chapter 25

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I am back from the dead!!! 😂
sry this chap might be a bit dull, but i promise that the next one will be better.

Kuroko's P.O.V

I blink my eyes a few times, a blinding white made it hard to see, but I recognised the place.
In just a few moments I would be given the worst news of my life. Well, his life.
See, there in the corner a little boy is doing his homework in peace. That boy is me, I was perhaps 7 or 8 when this happened.
I closed my eyes, trying to make the dream disappear but it was no use as I was still looking at the same room, same boy and same door that would soon open.

I was right as after a minute or two the white door opened to reveal a man, my fatherhis father.
“Tetsuya.” He called, his voice sending shivers down my spine. It was so cold it froze my insides.
“Hai, otò-san.” I… he answered, looking curiously at the man. My chest hurt, I felt the need to hug the man I called my father. But I also wanted to strangle him. I wanted to stop him from delivering those news, the fact that I was seeing the moment when I was told my mother died just made me want to throw up.
I didn't want to hear it, not a second time at least. Not ever again.
It still made me cry in my sleep.

The man opened his mouth to speak, only, no sound came out. A ringing in my ears carried his voice away like wind, but nothing went on in the room. It seemed like my wish was fulfilled, the man rambled on but his words were only heard by the past me.
I felt relieved and sad at the same time for I knew what the other was feeling, I knew what he was hearing.
She's dead.

I remember this, I broke down.
Crying for her to come back, for someone to comfort me.
But no one did.
No one cared enough.
Or at all.
Apart from mom, no one ever tried to talk or actually notice me. And I was fine with that, as long as mom was there.
But she was gone. My life gone with her.
And with my father's betrayal, I was just an empty punching bag for the kids that noticed me in juvie.

The scene changed, showing a burial instead. I believe you can guess who was being buried.
I noticed that I had reversed to my younger self, watching now through his eyes. In the back of my mind shadows whispered.
“It's all your fault.”
“She never loved you.”
Now you might think I'm exaggerating, but with the atmosphere you'd think that was the least of my worries. A lot of people were crying their eyes out, a lot comforted each-other. There was an eldery couple holding a child tight in their arms as the sorrowful cries seemed to deaf anyone near.
At the back of my neck a hand was placed, gripping it tight, daring me to utter a sound.
How I hated it.
The world seemed so black and cold without mother's light guiding me.
Okā-san…” I whispered, tears threatening to fall from my eyes while the hand nearly choked me. But I didn't cry out, there was nothing good coming from that. Just pain.

Suddenly the people all vanished. We, my father and I, were a few feet in front of a grave now. Her grave.
But a boy stood there as well, almost shielding her picture.
“Goodbye mother.” I heard him say.
My world shattered even more, I built up the strength to speak, despite the man's hand tightening around my neck. “B-but she's not…
I never had the chance to finish what I wanted to say for at that moment everything blacked out. I remember now.
I passed out from all the emotional stress.
I never met the boy again.

It's funny how I forgot about something so important. And I have to remember only from depression.
Yeah my life's great isn't it.
So perfect.

“Enough already.” I yelled at the dark pit around me. “Just let me out now!”

“I don't want to see anymore!”

“I just want to get out.”

Please!”

Let me out…” My knees gave out underneath me, I was a crying mess and the dark seemed to darken even more.
A sob escaped my throat, followed by many more afterwards.
I understood my weakness, that's how I knew to be strong and emotionless. However, this time I was exposed to it so I broke.
Weak, my mind wispered, you're weak.
Tetsuya…

Tetsuya

Tetsuya..’

“Tetsuya.”

Tetsuya!!!”
Someone called me, the voice booming and bouncing from the unseen walls with a melodic echo. The voice itself was undescribable, soothing and yet it held panic, comforting but so far away.
“Where…?” I muttered.
Tetsuya!” It shouted again, only this time it seemed to be fading. No, no!
“No! Please don't go!” I hurried to get on my feet, to chase that voice.

Tetsuya.” It was becoming a whisper once more. “Tetsuya…”
“Please wait. Wait for me please! Please!!” I tripped a few times, losing the voice for good now. The darkness filling my ears once more. “Please… please I'm begging you.”

Tears ran down my cheek, I hugged myself, shrinking so down my forehead touched the dark floor beneath me.
The only sound bouncing off the walls now was my whimper and cries. I closed my eyes, losing all hope, the hope that I might not be alone.
But I was.
I was so vulnerable in that position, even though nothing could really happen to me in a dream, so desperate on waking up that I didn't notice a light forming in the distance until it chased the dark away completely and that soothing voice filled my ears once more.
Slowly, I raised my head, just to make sure that it wasn't my imagination, that I was really hearing that voice hum a soft, familiar melody. I stood listening to it, too captured in it's magnificent tune to pay attention to the changing surroundings.

My vision became dark once more, then blurry to finally clear to a familiar white room. I was awake…
“Ngh.” I groaned, my limbs aching all over when I tried to move them.
The sound however cought the attention of a redhead I hadn't noticed was there till he was all over my sight, asking if I was ok and where it hurt.

I could only groan as a response, for a massive headache suddenly hit me along with a wave of memories from the… well...
Tears brimmed the corner of my eyes for I had done it again.

The only thing I'm good at is causing trouble after all.

“Tetsuya.” A hand held mine, I hadn't noticed how cold it was until it's warmth soothed me.
And for a moment, just for a moment, I relaxed, knowing that someone was by my side.

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