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 Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 8:57 pm
A place where one can come to be treated in the high-tech facilities provided by the Ootori Group and it's highly skilled doctors.
A place for healing and peace.
Not to mention relaxation.
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 9:05 pm
The helicopter came to land on the roof of the nearest hospital. Climbing out, the Shadow King headed to the aid standing at the open elevator, along with several doctors and nurses.
"Here are the files you requested, Ootori-sama. I shall keep you posted about her current health and anything else we find," the man said. Kyouya nodded, dismissing him with a wave of his hand.
The paramedics rushed Kaggy out of the helicopter on the gurney and towards the awaiting doctors and nurses. They all spoke quickly, gathering information about their patient and her current status. Just as they entered the elevator, the doors closed behind them and they disappeared, leaving the Shadow King standing on the noisy rooftop with the helicoptor. He waited a moment before walking to the staircase nearby and going down two flights of stairs where he was able to catch an empty elevator to where his office was two floors down.
The doors slid open noiselessly as he walked to where his office was. Putting his hand on the doorknob, it unlocked and turned on the lights upon recognizing his thumbprint. Pushing open the door, the Shadow King opened the folder and took a seat as he read through Kaggy's history that his aides were able to dig up so far.
"Interesting... very interesting..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 12:38 pm
The pain...why was it so familiar? Why?
At twelve-years old, Yasutora Atsuko was admitted to the private Yasutora medical center. She had been found in an alley, left to die, with a gunshot wound and glass cuts all over her body. Nobody knew what happened, and the silent girl would say nothing about the event.
Inside, though, inside Kaggy was seething. She never should have trusted anyone, never, yet she did. Her mouth twisted into a grimace as she thought about the one who had injured her. Let the games begin.
((Kyouya? Could you help Kaggy reveal what is so interesting? ...because I seriously cannot think of anything.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 11:36 pm
The Shadow King kept the files on his desk, the door locked whenever he left. An aide had informed him that his classmates from Ouran were on their way. He had on his lab coat as he walked about the halls. No one ever questioned where the young Ootori went. Passing down the corridor he entered the gallery of the operating room where he looked down to where Kaggy was. Automatically his mind flipped back to what he had read--something in her file that he wanted to perform his own research on. There were names in her file, several actually, that he recognized...
There is more in common between us than I had first surmised... It seems I shall have to look into this. His eyes watched the highly skilled surgeons work.
Often times when he couldn't sleep he would come to the hospital and sit in the operating gallery and watch them work. It fascinated him to see how these men and women had such skill with their hands at repairing the human body. Since he was a boy, Kyouya had seen hundreds of surgeries, some successful and some not... But this kind of surgery he had seen several times before and they were all the most successful. Pushing away from where he was propping up the wall, the Shadow King returned in the direction of his office. He stopped and spoke to several of the nurses.
"When my classmates arrive could you please alert me? Also, bring them to the waiting room where I will meet them," he said, to her. She nodded, agreeing to such. Seeing this, the Shadow King returned to his office to continue looking into the matter of Kaggy's past.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 11:21 am
The face flashed before Kaggy, haunting her, mocking her. Why? she wondered. Why?
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 10:03 pm
The Shadow King read through the files. His eyes were busily scanning the names and key things that linked them together. He knew that having a father be a member of the Yakuza was one thing, but another if he was second in command. A smirk formed on his face as he saw several names of people he had dealt with before. It surprised him that Kaggy didn't have her own security guards or secret police like himself.
The secret police followed him everywhere and listened to his every request and need when it came to protection of not just himself but those around him. In his mind, security was the most important safety asset one had for themself. "I should have a little chat with Kaggy once she is feeling a bit better... Maybe she would like to borrow a few of my secret police..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 12:20 pm
It was a game. That was what being in the yakuza meant--it meant you were a small part of a very large game. It was a game to see if you could rise higher, get stronger, without dying.
Kaggy hated the game, hated it with every fiber of her being, because it was what had killed her mother. Having a marriage based on love was the worst thing you could do as a yakuza leader. Political, economic marriage, yes, but no sane yakuza leader married for love.
Of all names Yasutora Akira had been called, none of them was sane. He met and fell in love with the worst person possible.
((@Kyouya (yes, it's whited out. Highlight it):...I was so tempted to make his wife Kyouya's stricken-off-the-family-tree aunt...I really was. Whaddya think, Kyouya?))
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 8:09 pm
Sighing, Kyouya sat back in his chair, Kaggy's file open before him. He couldn't believe what he was reading.. had read several times. Kyouya dragged his hand down his face, rather stressed about the situation.
This day just keeps getting better.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 11:16 pm
((to move things along... we can say everyone got into the car and came along))
Watari came in first, asking for Kaggy and Kyouya. He was directed to a waiting room and he lead the rest of the group toward the room. Knowing his friend would be alerted to their presence.
Karou came in carrying Tamaki. He settled the blond into a chair and sat back, still clutching his bloody jacket, his face dark with worry and guilt.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 12:04 am
Alcy shuffled along with the group, staring at her feet as she walked. She looked up as they entered the waiting room. Wow... this place is kind of.... intimidating. Reminds me of someone... She let out a quiet "ha!" of laughter as she sat down, slumping forward heavily. After a couple of minutes, she started jiggling her heel. "Euuurrrrrrgh...." She sat back, running her fingers through her hair and pulling at it a little. She glanced sideways at Kaoru. ".... Um, maaaaaybe you should put that jacket down, man."
((Bleh, carrying around a jacket covered in dried blood sounds gross. D: ))
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 1:36 pm
((@Kyouya: So...whaddya think of that new idea? Now we know what to do if Kaggy loses too much blood and needs some. xd On that thought....you better rush to the operating gallery, Kyouya.))
She was so tired--just so, so tired. And it hurt so much. Maybe it was better to let go.
One of the surgeons attending Kaggy frowned. Something wasn't right. The wound had been clean, without damaging any vital organs. He glanced at the young girl in front of him, and his eyes widened as a stream of blood gushed out. "She's lost too much blood. There has to be something else." The heart monitor started slowing, then beeping. "We're losing her!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 5:43 pm
His aid came running into his office, a look of horror on his face. Kyouya recognized that look. Getting up from his seat, he raced to the operating room. Rather than going up the stairs to the gallery, the Shadow King slid off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves and started scrubbing in. Who knew I'd be saving a life today... Especially someone so close to me.
Pulling on some scrubs, he entered the operating room. "We have the same blood type, use mine," he said, seeing the doctors working frantically. Two nurses had followed him in with a seperate gurney. Climbing up on it, he held out his arm. Putting a tournaquet on his arm the nurse quickly started to draw some blood. Working quickly she then had the bag filled and got the blood flowing to Kaggy.
Kyouya kept silent as he sat looking over at her. You better make it, Imouto-chan.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 5:51 pm
((Plot-curve! Mwaahahahah!...oh, Alcy's gonna slaughter us. xd Just kidding. Aaaand...once again, I can't think of anything. So...I'll leave it at that.))
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 5:51 pm
(("Imouto-chan"? If her mother's his aunt, wouldn't they be cousins?
CONFUSED AUADJKFHALSDKFJA;LSKDJFDF *foams at the mouth*))
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 5:52 pm
((We changed it! You'll see soon--the scandal comes out!))
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