Reincarnation BOOK 2 (Shidge AU)

Chapter 7- Worry

Smoke filtered into her lungs as flames leaped around her, enclosing her in. Pidge was somewhere she did not recognize but was familiar with. A small room with old-fashioned ware and decor. She was searching for something, but Pidge didn’t know what. An exit? An item? In her hand was a mouse--a talking mouse. She was conversing with it as she frantically tried to make up her mind. Within seconds, she had placed a thin rod over its head and it shifted into a grey-feathered bird. Once the bird left, she grabbed a cup of milk, creating a circle around her. The flames jumped and caught her lengthy hair, lighting the strands.

The scene faded away and a new one fluttered in like a long-lost memory. In its place was a snowy ground and a looming gate.

“Hunk you’re so easy to read. I suggested you by the way. You can thank me by making me some fancy tuna,” she spoke to a large man with tanned skin and brown hair. He smiled at her with a look of a long-lasting friendship as a man with a peculiar mustache walked up to them and motioned for the man to follow. “Treat him well!” Pidge called after them. 

Pidge knew she was not Pidge. She was someone else, someone who shared her appearance, height, and build. Only one person came to mind: Katie Holt. These images, scenes… they were Katie’s memories, even if she didn’t want to admit it.

The world around her shifted once more to a room, warmed by a fire. Beside her was a man, one who resembled Takashi. “Katie, that’s brilliant!” the man known as Shiro exclaimed, standing up and lifting Katie up with him by her elbows, “It will be the best for everyone! Thank you.” Pidge could feel the smile Katie gave Shiro. It was one of happiness and bliss. The two just stared at one another with smiles of fools in love displayed on their faces.

Just like before, this scene faded into the background of Pidge’s mind as a new one emerged from the depths of Katie’s past. In this one, she was at a ball. Everyone was dressed in either black or white and the decorations matched this theme. She was dancing and her dance partner was Shiro, the two of them swirling about and threading through other dancing pairs. “Depends. Do you think that I’m actually interested in having a proper romantic relationship with you? If so… then yes,” Katie said, hand tightening in Shiro’s. He returned the notion and meekly looked away in unexpected shyness.

Waking up in a hospital bed was new and alien to the young teen. Lane pacing at the foot of her bed was even more strange. The school flirt, a boy she never truly spoke to, was wearing down the marble right in front of her groggy eyes. She groaned as she sat up, a strained sound falling from her chapped lips. Lane turned fiercely to see her. Relief washed over his facial features upon finding her up, furrowed brows loosening and tight lips separating.

Throwing his arms in the air, the boy exclaimed, "Thank voltron! I thought Takashi would plummet me if something seriously bad had happened to you." The male teen tossed himself onto a nearby chair, completely melting into the seat.

As if on cue, the hospital door hastily opened to reveal Takashi. He met eyes with Lance then with Pidge. Flying to her bedside in shock, he began to feel her forehead and check her skin. "What did the doctors say? Are you well? It isn't something serious, is it? Do they even know you're awake?" the football player fretted, gaze flying over Pidge's tiny frame with fear and worry.

The visions—the scenes—the memories arose I'm Pidge's mind. She had so desperately wanted for Takashi to be some lunatic kid with too much home drama that he went insane and started thinking things that weren't true, but it was becoming very obvious that it wasn't so.

He had been right. They were the incarnations of Katie Holt and Takashi Shirogane. What were they to do? Nothing would be the same again. And Katie's emotions from her life still lingered in Pidge's chest. The hurt, the pain, the bittersweet and the happiness, the joy, all of it remained. Now, it was engraved into her soul. Tears began to overflow from her eyes, pooling off of her smooth cheeks. Takashi motioned for Lane to take his leave, in which the boy did gladly, before enveloping Pidge in a tight hold.

"I know now," Pidge cried at, voice shrill and wavering, "I saw it all." Takashi tightened his grip on her frail form as the girl continued to cry out. They sat there for a bit, Pidge relishing the warmth of the other as she let her newly founded emotions drain out of her.

When she was better, tears dried and heavy breathing ceased, Takashi began to speak, "I know. I remember when I got Shiro's memories after I saw you for the first time. I was confused and baffled. I had so many emotions flow through me at that time and I couldn't revert back. I couldn't love Adam the way I had. He still had a place in my heart but I knew he wasn't my destiny. He wasn't the one fate had planned for me, so I approached you in hopes of you regaining Katie's memories."

Takashi gave a bitter laugh. "But, you didn't. You kept refusing and denying. I thought that you never would, that I'd be the only one with this knowledge. Slowly, Shiro's being merged with mine and I began to feel things for you. I started to love you as if I'd known you for a thousand years. Meanwhile, you couldn't remember. When you're hair grew overnight, I had hope again. Now, you know too," the older teen explained, tears in his own eyes as he peered down at the bleak white sheets, "Selfish, I know."

Pidge sat silently, head resting on his shoulder. "How long was I out?" she quietly inquired, too weak to continue the conversation of Katie Holt and Takashi Shirogane.

"Three days," Takashi replied, voice soft and drained.

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Okay so while looking back at Celestial Witch for the memories, I literally LAUGHED at my own writing. "The McClain boy? I thought he died." FREAKING ZARKON PFFTT