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Somewhere in the summer garden	By : rafusen Category: +. to F > Fushigi Yuugi Views: 2586 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Warnings: Don�t worry, no torture--yet. ^^

Chiri: Whew na no da!!! *sweat dropping*

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- A pleasure to have you finally with us, Yamamura-san. The headmaster was so thrilled to learn of your arrival that he has arranged for a special treat-- he wishes to show you around himself.

- I am truly honored to have been chosen. I only hope I can prove myself worthy of working under such a renowned and respectable man. The long, snow-white corridors of the sanitarium had the rather unpleasant smell so well permeated amongst hospitals and clinics of all kinds; that artificial, metallic scent of cleansers, and further beneath it the dank scent of unseemliness, the kind which cannot be dispelled, defecation smeared invisibly across the false purity of sallow paint.

The nurse who strode briskly by my side as we wandered through endless cycles of blinding whiteness might have been attractive if not for the discordant sharpness of her features. This, brought together with the insatiable uncertainty writhing in my gut, made her countenance no less than that of some unknown ogress bringing me afore my imminent doom.

Through the stainless windows fai faint orange glow of the setting sun illuminated shadows upon doors, myriads of unopened doors, fading lightly into a deepening darkness, an immeasurable quiet. How strange that there is no sound, that there are no human voices rising and falling as the ebbing tide�in a place like this, where one would think chaos inevitable to lie beneath each level of insanity�

My attendant smiles, something startling and terrible, a large gash creasing across that stony visage slowly.

- Yamamura-san finds the quiet unusual, no doubt?

-Well, it does seem�a bit strange.

She laughs, a bewildering sound, as it is neither truly mirthful nor counterfeit, yet hideously deformed.

- It is lights out. The headmaster keeps very strict regimens around here, even for the other doctors, fumbling with a set of thick and laborious keys, And the headmaster�he, of course, has everything under control. I�ve worked in other places where they roam about, late at night, and it isn�t pleasant. Her sudden change of expression has left me nearly exhausted from confusion. It seems as if she is a mask, and nothing more; but surely, change can affect ones mind, into thinking things that disfigure the truth, reality.

We entered a softly lit room, clad with luxuriant leather upterytery, shelves of old and perhaps outdated psychology references. A sizeable window is curtained heavily, shutting out the last rays of the suns gentle light�how I cursed the looming heat of the brazen sun earlier, but now�the room is so cold, I feel as if I have entered a dungeon.

Ple Please, have a seat, Yamamura-san. I�ll bring tea.

Centered in the room is a treacherously sized desk, neatly stacked folders and papers shuffled about, no bric-a-brac to suggest humanity; and for the first time since I had initially entered the gates of unknown paradise, I wish to leave. My urge is in fact so strong I actually begin to rise; and then am paralyzed as his eyes fall on me, smiling strangely in the faint light.

- Ah, Yamamura Mitsukake! What a pleasure it is to at last meet you! Extending a hard, calloused hand to clasp my own in a brief handshake, I note his fair Nordic features, longish blond hair swept back abruptly , narrow eyes like gaseous blue flames, stars. His build is enviable, thick and perhaps a bit too masculine.

- It has been quite some time since we began accepting interns again for study, his voice is deep, resonating, And was pleased with your academic achievement.

- I�m a poor example of a student, I am afraid.

His eyes shift, meeting mine directly. There is something here�there is a feeling�.

- I never choose but the most disciplined of graduates to participate in an internship here. My facilities are rather severe, I suppose, in this manner�His gaze breaks off from my own as the head nurse re-enters the room with a tray of hot tea.

-Black, I hope, he grimaces at her.

- Of course.

- I certainly haven�t been very formal at all with you, have I? He laughs, waving his hand in exaggerated nonchalance. This is Nakakawa Soi, the head nurse at these facilities. You will be spending quite a bit of your time learning from she she�s really the best example we have here of fortitude and determinati

- I am honored, bowing deeply in response to the general formalities, I begin feeling a little less anxious, perhaps�well, perhaps under the recent circumstances my life has taken, I allowed myself too much creativity and made something relatively normal into a freakish nightmare.

- Don�t show too much appreciation, her many boyfriends may become rather jealous, a smirk, and her eyes glint maliciously for only a moment; smiling (that deformed looking smile, no less!!) sweetly, she bows and departs.

- Soi�is an expert in medicinal regimen. She�s been working here, since the Wakayama branch was rebuilt three years ago.

- Rebuilt? I�m afraid I�

- Nothing really, he says cautiously, yet with the caution of a serpent, Simply put, they had to burn it down. Black mold growing in the air ducts for years, terribly bad for one�s health, you know. Sipping his tea silently, swallowing in one swift, smooth motion, The only way to rid a place of such stuff is to burn it, once it�s gotten to that extreme. Old fashioned air systems cause all kinds of innate problems, let go too long.

He appraises me without a word. I can feel his eyes shifting to and fro, examining my face for any emotion. He seems to be interrogating me, although I am uncertain why.

- You�ll be living in building B, along with the other minor doctors and nurses. I had an introductory packet made for you, it includes a map. So you won�t get lost.

- Thank you very much, Sensei-sama.

-Please, please, again, the careless waving of his hand, Let�s not be so formal, it�s degrading. After all, we�re now colleagues, and I�d really prefer it if we weren�t so�tense. Cocking his head, You see�the environment you�re in�you�ll be in, for the time being�is sometimes considerably difficult to bear. I�d really appreciate it if we could be as friends, partners, instead of superior to inferior. It makes me feel�scaling my face briefly, �estranged.

- So please call me Nakago, if you will.

- Yes, sir.

Standing up suddenly, he takes me by the shoulders, studying my face seriously. I remain expressionless, not an arduous task for me, as I am usually not the expressive type. After several moments of dead quiet pass between us, he laughs loudly, slapping my back.

- You will need that, he chortles.

- Nakago-san?

- Your lack of emotion, his voice has suddenly changed into stone, hard ind invariably cold. You will, no, must, hold onto that. I request it.

I imagine I appear perplexed, so he continues:

- That is why I selected you, out of all the potential candidates for internship at this facility. I saw it in your eyes. You, leading me towards the door, slowly, You, you have an advantage. Reading into your files delighted me, finding that although Yamamura-kun was indeed a wondrously intelligent and quick-witted student, a cold, unfeeling one, as well. He glances at me, blue eyes glowing hollow in the sudden ferocious fluorescent light of the corridor.

- You must understand something now. If you know it now, perhaps later�you will not make the mistake of treating them as normal.

My heart is temporarily frozen, I can feel it thudding solidly against the confines of my chest wall, moving at a slow, yet startled pace, a thin tingling sensation running rampant up my arms and back.

- The patients here�cannot be treated as normal. You must never allow them that, because they are not.

You must never make them feel�as if you are their friend, as if you are going to make them normal. His face is pulled into a tight frown, lines drawn faintly around the corners of his mouth.

- I-I�ll do my best�to observe your wisdom, Nakago-san�.

- There can be no mistake, he continues. His eyebrows lift, eyes dancing with a fire I have not seen�a cold fire, the reflection of moonlight upon shimmering icicles�

- You must keep that stoic attitude of yours, Mitsukake. It will help you to�deal with them as what they are. What they truly are. We have come to the main entrance/exit into the courtyard. He opens the door, escorting me out with sincere farewells until the morning is to dawn again.

- Thank you, Nakago-san. I am very happy to be under your service. A great privilege for me, thank you very much.

- I�ll see you tomorrow, after roll call, no doubt. Soi will help you with your initial training; I�m sure some of the nurses living in your apartments will help you around. Feel free to ask me for anything. And, sighing rather dramatically, he leans slightly against the door.

- Good night.

I bow again, and proceed towards building B, my sectional apartments. I feel this terrible dread divulging itself from my innards, a disquieting thought comes to mind:

What if, what if I can�t do this? What if I can�t handle it? Gods, I�ve wanted to do this since�since�and now I have the opportunity to really help people, people who no one can understand�.Right now I feel so weak, and he is so�like a razor left unnoticed�.

I mentally slap myself. The apartments are spacious enough, considering how terribly empty my own is. The suitcases I had brought with me are lain neatly across the futon, ready for disassembling. Going to work at a steady pace, I contemplate how my life, my feelings have changed in a matter of moments�.simply by being near the man, I had felt a dreadful unease, but I suppose that�s what one should feel, after all, this is a life changing step for me�

I sigh, collapsing on my rather stiffly unused bed, clutching at my racing heart, full of doubt. I came here because�

I just had to know�.

To know why�

What you were feeling�.when you�.

-Shouka, I whisper into the still humidity.

^^�

Chiri: I am still terribly confuzzled na no da!! Where am I?

Tasuki: Damn conceited little sniveling --

Boys, boys.

Chiri: *tongue out* Nya nya!!! No da!!!

Something different, ne? I never thought I�d use Mits as my protagonist!!!

Mits: *silent doom*

Tasuki: Aw, Mits, it ain�t so bad. *pat pat* At least you ain�t havin� to frolick about as some dark and cutely evil aelfkin, ne?

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