A Real Trip

I Meet A Diehard fan and Don't Get Declaired Dead.

I woke up in a groggy mess. What the fuck just happened?

Oh yeah, I had a fucking heart attack.

And I was cozy, in a soft bed with new cotton clothes on. The room I was in was quaint enough I guess and I knew I was in the guest house out back. But how? Hadn't I just dropped down on the lawn? Who brought me here? Who fucking changed me!? I was so confused and maybe a little bit mortified in the fact that someone had undressed me while I was sleeping to notice the person sitting in the chair.

With red hair, white shirt with a blue loose tie over top of it. Once I noticed him he gave me a creepy, trying to be nice smile. Oh my fucking God. It couldn't be. I just could not be having this kind of day. But i was.

"Hi there Sempai. I'm Yan and I'm supposed to be your bodyguard while your testing up from that little sleep you just had outside. " He spoke softly but still pretty perky. His eyes had a red tint to them and I couldn't help bit feel sort of perky too. He had that sort if energy about him. " You really had the master worried about you little Sempai. He couldnt be here himself because the patron of this nightclub dosnt want him scaring off his business again like the last time he was in here." Yan chuckled and took my hand gently. "Until then, your my little responsibility "  

It took me a minute to wrap my head around this information.

" How did I end up here? " I asked kinda scared. " Who changed me? Why am I still alive, cause I need my meds to calm my heart and they aren't something a house would have, and who the fuck do you keep referring to as your master? "

It all came out sort of panicked and rushed. I was trying to calm myself down but , when a fucking yandere is holding your hand and calling you shit like " Little Sempai " Its hard to fucking tcalm yourself down OK!?

Yan only shook his head with a smile. " Oh Sempai, you have a very fithy mouth don't you? " He teased with a wink. " But I will answer your questions for you anyway." I nodded trying to compose myself again. I hated shoeing any fear at all. I had enough of it as a kid. " Go on then. Tell me " I ordered and Yan let go of my hand to pick something off the nightstand, showing it to me. 

It was my meds. The ones I had left on the coffee table when I left Marks house that day. But I already guessed time worked differently here. 

"You have very powerful allies here little Sempai. I was the one who personally went above to get all your stuff! " He exclaimed happily with a smile and putting the bottle back on the nightstand with the rest of them. Then I saw my suitcase on the floor in the corner confirming his story. And confirming a theory of mine in the process. When I thought someone had been watching me the first day I was back in town, visiting Mark. I'd had the funniest feeling someone had been watching me. But I thought it was all in my head but, if the alters were able to travel upside.....then maybe someone HAD been watching me. But who? I put a pin in it for now.

"OK, awsome." I said dismissvly. " Now who dressed me?" I asked. 

" The lowly female servants your patron has at his disposal"

"And, whose your Boss?" 

"That's better left unsaid until your better." Yan said quietly. Like he was afraid of something. Or someone. 

I already had my suspicions but didn't say anything just yet.. I didn't want to be stuck in this bed weak as shit if I angered the unstable alter that was now appantly my bodyguard. I decided to change subjects.

"Thank you. ". I responded politely with a small smile. " When exactly am I going yo be able to leave this place? I need to thank whoever knew I was out there dying on the lawn " I said that to keep him talking. Also so he thought I wouldn't get him into trouble with the boss.

"The doctor should be in here any moment to clear you actually. I think he wanted you awake for last inspections." I knew which Dr he was talking about. Fucking great. 

Dr. Edward Iplier. The alter who told everybody they were going to die. Just fucking AWSOME. ( Heavy amounts of sarcasm ) 

"OK. " We talked for awhile after that about clothes and shoes and girly stuff until the doctor came in with a clipboard and a ruefully smile on his face. We shook hands as he came in. " Dr Iplier, I'm your doctor for today. " He said looking at what was a clearly a blank piece of paper on the clipboard. " You gave us QUITE the scare there Sara, a lot of important people were truly worried about you. " 

I shrugged trying to put off the questions streaming into my mind at the moment and stayed on track with the doctors assessment. " Well, at least I'm alive right? " I said lightheartedly. " your important people will be relieved to know that " 

Iplier checked my pulse and nodded.  "The heartbeat's good and strong again...." He mused. Like he was upset and dissapointed he couldn't find anything wrong. Checking every kind of vital sign and just about anything else in a routine checkup at the doctors office. Then he looked at me with that ruefill smile of his again. " Well, there is nothing I can find wrong with you Sara Smith. Your perfectly fine health wise and I think you are incredibly lucky that people were able to get to you on time. " 

" So is little Sempai cleared to leave?" Yan asked next to me. Iplier nodded. " She is free to go. BUT. She needs to lay low from stress or exhaustive activities. It won't be so lucky next time Sara." He gave me a concerned but stern look and I nodded.

I sure didn't want to have this happen again, that's for damm sure!

"Got it Doc" We shook hands again and then the doctor left closing the door behind him. 

Yan made a happy squeel next to me and ran to my suitcase. "What are you doing Yan ?" I asked curiously. I was happy to get outtta here! Whooo hooooo!! 

"Isn't it obvious little Sempai? " He asked pulling clothes out of my suitcase and glancing up at me with a smile. " Your getting a makeover!! " He squeeled running over to me and grinning like a fool. 

"Why?" 

He rolled his eyes at me like it was obvious. " If your going to see the king, you need to look like queen!" 

The color drained from my face then. 

The King? Of the Ipliers? As in?......Yup. HIM.

Well SHIT!