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Potraits 1
Title: Portraits
Chapter: 1 - The Amnesiac Wanderer
Fandom: Kamen Rider Decade
Character: Hikari Natsumi, Kadoya Tsukasa
Summary: Series of one-shots revolving the people living in the Hikari Studio
A/N: Occasionally I might make references or relation to my Decade Prequel Project (RD and side stories) fics, but overall this series could stand on their own.
A/N2: Maybe after this I should be posting the continuations using Tsukasa's account. XD Would be fun~~~
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She kept asking herself what she has been thinking. She should have just taken him to a hospital, or a clinic at least—so that at least she could have had those deep cuts on the forehead and chest tended. It was just like her, to have done it without thinking. Yes, she wasn't even thinking things through before doing this!
But somehow, she knew she had to do it. Something was telling her deep inside that she needed to do this. Because earlier, looking at him unconscious with those many onlookers staring at him yet doing nothing—or fearing to be the first person to actually made the first move to help the man—she just snapped. She knew then and there that she needed to protect this man.
Natsumi rose as the door opened to reveal one of her neighbour friend walking out of it. She immediately walked up to him.
"Thanks, Hide-kun. I'm so glad you came to help," she started to say before receiving a hard flick on the head.
"You should be glad that I did. You're lucky that he only needed some stitches to fix him up, why didn't you take him to the hospital?"
Natsumi bit her lips. "Well... I don't want to just... abandon this guy. I mean... he looked like he had nobody who could've taken care of him..."
The older man laughed. "Ah well, at least you did seem to be taking care of him good enough. Just don't forget to take him for some check up time by time. That head injury seemed to be very bad."
"I'll remember that," she said before accompanying her old friend out.
It was some time later than her grandfather had gone up to the room to take a look of the man she had found.
"How's the young man, Natsumi-chan?"
Natsumi shrugged. "He still haven't wake up, but then considering his head injuries... that was not so unexpected."
Eijiro nodded slowly before placing a small camera on the side table. "I've fixed the little one, seems it was well cared. Your friend here must have considered it precious." Natsumi looked up to him as the old man placed several prints beside the camera.
"What are those?" she asked as the old man shrugged.
"It's the pictures the young man took. Most of them are ruined, though... but a few survived. Mostly they're pictures of sceneries... but I found this particular one a bit special. I was planning to make a larger copy of this one later and frame it. It would be a wonderful addition to our studio."
Natsumi took the picture from her grandfather before taking a good look at it.
"Yes... it was beautiful," she said softly. Then again, beautiful didn't actually fit the feelings she felt through this picture. It was a sweet feeling; she could sense that the man had taken this picture with love. The picture was of a door, but not just a door. There was someone leaning against it and she could see the reflection of that young man looking towards the girl with longing. That girl must have been a special person.
Natsumi glanced to the man in question. Wonder if that girl knew what happened to this man. Would she worry about him?
xxx
It's been a week, and the man had never wakened since. She had been worried, frantically too. There was a time or two when she had been by his bedside when the man had been tossing and turning over a dream unknown. It surprised her that he hasn't waked up during that time. And don't even mention that few nights when the man had been run with high fever.
Then again it surprised her as well that it took a week for her to find out the man's name. And the camera has been in front of her all the time!
Even then, all of that did not prepare her for what she has now faced at this time. Tsukasa has finally wakened up from his slumber, she should be glad of it but she was not. Tsukasa has lost his memories; it seemed that nothing had remained. Even when she had shown the picture that her grandfather had printed out for him, it had sparked nothing from him. No sign of recognition at all. Her heart ached seeing the look Tsukasa was wearing now.
"Then... w-what... should I do with myself now?" Tsukasa finally spoke again after the long silence.
"You'll stay with us... until you regain your old memory back. After that, it's okay for you to go anywhere you want."
Tsukasa didn't look that convinced. "Are you sure I won't be burdening you guys?"
"No, you won't. We would certainly appreciate your company. It's been a while since we had people living with us," said Natsumi again, reassuring him. She hugged him lightly as she said again. "Don't worry about it."
Several weeks later, Natsumi started regretting what she had said as she chased after Tsukasa halfway across the city.
"Hikari Secret Technique! Laughing Point!" she exclaimed as Tsukasa immediately started rolling down the hill laughing uncontrollably. The sight alone made all that effort of running after him seemed worth it.
Okay, maybe it was not that bad having Tsukasa around living with them.
Chapter: 1 - The Amnesiac Wanderer
Fandom: Kamen Rider Decade
Character: Hikari Natsumi, Kadoya Tsukasa
Summary: Series of one-shots revolving the people living in the Hikari Studio
A/N: Occasionally I might make references or relation to my Decade Prequel Project (RD and side stories) fics, but overall this series could stand on their own.
A/N2: Maybe after this I should be posting the continuations using Tsukasa's account. XD Would be fun~~~
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She kept asking herself what she has been thinking. She should have just taken him to a hospital, or a clinic at least—so that at least she could have had those deep cuts on the forehead and chest tended. It was just like her, to have done it without thinking. Yes, she wasn't even thinking things through before doing this!
But somehow, she knew she had to do it. Something was telling her deep inside that she needed to do this. Because earlier, looking at him unconscious with those many onlookers staring at him yet doing nothing—or fearing to be the first person to actually made the first move to help the man—she just snapped. She knew then and there that she needed to protect this man.
Natsumi rose as the door opened to reveal one of her neighbour friend walking out of it. She immediately walked up to him.
"Thanks, Hide-kun. I'm so glad you came to help," she started to say before receiving a hard flick on the head.
"You should be glad that I did. You're lucky that he only needed some stitches to fix him up, why didn't you take him to the hospital?"
Natsumi bit her lips. "Well... I don't want to just... abandon this guy. I mean... he looked like he had nobody who could've taken care of him..."
The older man laughed. "Ah well, at least you did seem to be taking care of him good enough. Just don't forget to take him for some check up time by time. That head injury seemed to be very bad."
"I'll remember that," she said before accompanying her old friend out.
It was some time later than her grandfather had gone up to the room to take a look of the man she had found.
"How's the young man, Natsumi-chan?"
Natsumi shrugged. "He still haven't wake up, but then considering his head injuries... that was not so unexpected."
Eijiro nodded slowly before placing a small camera on the side table. "I've fixed the little one, seems it was well cared. Your friend here must have considered it precious." Natsumi looked up to him as the old man placed several prints beside the camera.
"What are those?" she asked as the old man shrugged.
"It's the pictures the young man took. Most of them are ruined, though... but a few survived. Mostly they're pictures of sceneries... but I found this particular one a bit special. I was planning to make a larger copy of this one later and frame it. It would be a wonderful addition to our studio."
Natsumi took the picture from her grandfather before taking a good look at it.
"Yes... it was beautiful," she said softly. Then again, beautiful didn't actually fit the feelings she felt through this picture. It was a sweet feeling; she could sense that the man had taken this picture with love. The picture was of a door, but not just a door. There was someone leaning against it and she could see the reflection of that young man looking towards the girl with longing. That girl must have been a special person.
Natsumi glanced to the man in question. Wonder if that girl knew what happened to this man. Would she worry about him?
xxx
It's been a week, and the man had never wakened since. She had been worried, frantically too. There was a time or two when she had been by his bedside when the man had been tossing and turning over a dream unknown. It surprised her that he hasn't waked up during that time. And don't even mention that few nights when the man had been run with high fever.
Then again it surprised her as well that it took a week for her to find out the man's name. And the camera has been in front of her all the time!
Even then, all of that did not prepare her for what she has now faced at this time. Tsukasa has finally wakened up from his slumber, she should be glad of it but she was not. Tsukasa has lost his memories; it seemed that nothing had remained. Even when she had shown the picture that her grandfather had printed out for him, it had sparked nothing from him. No sign of recognition at all. Her heart ached seeing the look Tsukasa was wearing now.
"Then... w-what... should I do with myself now?" Tsukasa finally spoke again after the long silence.
"You'll stay with us... until you regain your old memory back. After that, it's okay for you to go anywhere you want."
Tsukasa didn't look that convinced. "Are you sure I won't be burdening you guys?"
"No, you won't. We would certainly appreciate your company. It's been a while since we had people living with us," said Natsumi again, reassuring him. She hugged him lightly as she said again. "Don't worry about it."
Several weeks later, Natsumi started regretting what she had said as she chased after Tsukasa halfway across the city.
"Hikari Secret Technique! Laughing Point!" she exclaimed as Tsukasa immediately started rolling down the hill laughing uncontrollably. The sight alone made all that effort of running after him seemed worth it.
Okay, maybe it was not that bad having Tsukasa around living with them.