Ugh.....my head....it feels...heavy....I can't help but cough as my eyes drift open the air is difficult to breathe and my chest feels heavy but as I take in a few more breaths my chest feels gradually lighter...my vision is hazy...it's blurry as if I'm underwater. As I stir awake trying to grasp onto the consciousness that seems to keep slipping through my fingers I barely make out a voice that seems so far away...
"See I told you he'd wake up now would you stop your worrying."
"How can I not worry? He inhaled sleep gas that happened to carry some toxics."
"Worry about yourself first,"
"I'm fine my head doesn't hurt anymore."
I recognized one of those voices as....Karma's...but....the other one......It.....was familiar but I didn't know it......their voices grew distant and distorted and I felt myself...slipping from consciousness once more...
.......Awhile later....I awoke once more...feeling....a bit more awake....I squint my eyes as adjusting to the bright lights above my eyes....I hear someone shuffling at my side and a clicking sound before the lights grow dim and my eyes relax as my vision begins to focus hearing the shuffling again at my side.
My vision finally clears and I can feel something on my face and hear a low beeping sound......I reach my hand up to my mouth feeling some sort of hard plastic around my mouth and a cord extending out from it attaching to a machine that is to the left of the bed I'm in.
I'm wearing an Oxagen mask? Why.....as I ask myself that question I realize it's easier to breath now and my chest feels much lighter though it still feels like there's a slight pain in it that comes and goes every now and then....
"I'm glad to see you're awake." A voice I reconize all too well speaks from my right, I turn my head against the pillow and my eyes land on a pair of amber eyes watching me...he seemed releaived that I was awake but he also looked very worried.....
I thought I was in a hospital but I'm actually not. I'm in a large room that's roughly half the size of a football field, the beige walls, and concrete floor give it a comforting yet off-putting erie feeling....There's a blue curtain that surrounds my little area just like the other beds that I'm unable to see from here.
I examine myself to make sure I'm still in one peace, I'm still in my normal clothes but I do notice the absence of my shirt and in it's placed Karma's military jacket which.....makes my cheeks flush a bright red as I continue to look over myself. There's a thin cord strapped to my finger keeping track of my pulse which is the source of the beeping and of course the breathing mask that I decide to leave on.
"How are you feeling?" Karma asks me and I look at him once more, becoming alarmed as I noticed ice pack he's holding to his head.
"What happened to you?" I ask instead of answering his question, he furrows his brows obviously wanting an answer to his question first though he complies seeing how worried I am and how can I not be? I just woke up and I don't even know where I am just to see my boyfri-er-my.....teacher....possibly hurt. I wasn't going to say that shush!
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Sargent Akabane
FanfictionThe E-class is getting a new P.E teacher, they expect Mr. Karasuma but instead get Sargent Akabane. Nagisa finds himself falling for his new teacher, how will it end? (KarmaxNagisa)