Behind the glasses

BY, b.t

CHAPTER 1

Misaki

7 months, 2 weeks, 3 days, and 12 hours to be exact of how long it has been since Misaki Takahashi has been in a coma.

You would say that it's ironic that a 14 years old boy with good grades, small thin body, innocent face, and younger brother of one of the most charming students of the state has been getting in to fights since he has been 10 with his gang! You might say that it's impossible that a kid like him has gotten himself in a hospital with a broken leg, a cut eye, and to be worse, in a coma because of a fight he agreed to be in.

Don't judge a book by its cover

It might surprise you what it can contain inside.

The sun was shining brightly, making the flowers of the trees to shake in the morning day. It was summer vacation, and 14 years old Misaki was waking up by the warm light of the sunrise and the smell of Magnolias flowers. He felt heavy and with pain not understanding why or where he was. But the thing that bothered him the most was that he couldn't open his eyes.

"WH-Where am I?"

He asked to no one in particular, he felt a hand touching his own and by curiosity he squished it not so tight t hurt the owner of the hand. he somehow felt that he knew this hand, its softness and the warm temperature, then for some seconds he recognize who it was, "T-Takahiro?"

"Misaki!? O my god, Misaki! DOCTOR, DOCTOR MY BROTHER IT'S WAKING UP! DR. KAMIJOU!"

It is my Brother? Dr. Kamijou? Am I in a hospital? No-no way, have I been found out?

Wait, how did I end up here anyway? How long have I been out?

Just when Misaki finish asking himself all this questions memories started to flash like a light boll in his head of last night's fight, South vs. West. They were winning by number, but unfortunately one of the Southerners attack Misaki from behind before he even had a chance to detect his attacker, and After that everything is bleary and dark. His gang, who where from the West, were having some issues with the South since 2 years ago after a fight that ended unconcluded when they were fighting for the land of North West, well his gang was fighting for those lands while Misaki just wanted to fight to get some anger out. Since his parents pass away his older brother, Takahiro, had to take care of him and because of that he had to quit school and start to work, he wanted to help but what could an 8 year old boy do? right, nothing. He felt useless, angry, lonely and a burden to his brother. his only way out of those filling was fighting, without his brother finding out, he frequently fought kids from his school and other schools (but never in school), other times he fought in the streets when guys confuse him with a girl and tried to hit on him, or other times in public fights just to win some money. And then he was offer to be the leader of the gang of his school, and he accepted the 6th time the current leader asked him to join while kneeling in front of him and begged as if his life depended on it, so he gave up and accepted. The fights in group were something new to him, and mostly when he had to lead, but he got used to it and he even started to have fun, the gang was not just people fighting together but a family fighting for each other. They always won the fights they accepted to participate, but this fight in particular was different then the others, he didn't know how but at the moment they began to fight he felt that something was not right, he was to concentrated in that feeling and that's what made him loos. But what he still didn't understand is how he ended up in a hospital, some people from his gang could have brought him here but that was impossible, they would never step inside a Hospital for sorting reasons, and the other gang would never worry for the others gang current leader so...

"Just how did I ended up here?"

"Luckily one of your friends brought you here in time."

"Wh-Who's there?"

"Sorry if I startle you Misaki, I'm Dr. Kamiyou."

"Oh"

Misaki tried to sit-up but something was wrong. He couldn't move? And mostly of all, who was this 'friend'?

"Now, Misaki, I have some questions I want to ask you, if it's ok with you Mr. Takahashi?"

"It's ok, what about you Misaki?"

"Eh? Ah, Yea"

When did he come inside? What the hell is going on?

Dr. Kamiyo gave a soft nod to both brother and grabbed a chair near Misaki's bed. He gave a little sigh of relive when he saw Misaki been healthy and not scared as a lot of his patens have always been after waking up by a long coma. then he took out a black pen and put his glasses on and asked-

"Misaki, how old are you?"

"14"

"When's your birthday?"

"December 9"

"Misaki, do you remember what happened the night you were hospitalize?"

"…Yes…"

"Would you like to tell me?"

O shit, Misaki was scared to tell the truth in front of his brother who has been taking care of him since their parent's death. Takahiro had to quit school and his dreams and started to work at the age of 18 to keep Misaki in school, he had a hard time taking care of 8 year old Misaki, but he didn't regret anything the pass years. Not until now, or that's what Misaki thinks. He can't even imagine how disappointed his brother will be; that his younger brother who he had to sacrifice everything, his dreams, his studies, and his life was a delinquent. But it was too late, he had ended up in a hospital (something he has been avoiding) and now he had to say the truth and be responsible of his acts.

"I-I was in a fight"

"Mhm… where you alone or-"

"I was with my friends…"

"Ok… This 'friends' and you were fighting with?"

"We fought with… South high"

Dr. Kamiyo just gave a soft, "oh" and kept writing stuff in the papers in front of him, while his brother was watching with wide eyes every respond his brother said to the Dr.

"Ok… Amm… This is… not your first fight, is it?"

"…No…"

It sounds like he already knew the answer

"Well I have to say-"

"Can I ask something?"

"Umm, sure, what is it?"

"Why cant I see? is the light turned off? is it still night? I don't think so, I can feel the warmth of the sun

So it has to be already morning, right, and… when I heard your voice I wanted to stand up, but my arm didn't respond and neither did my leg, why?

"Oh, ha-ha I was wondering why you hadn't asked about it and, ummm….

Misaki, I will ask you a last thing"

His trying to avoid my question

"Why can't I see and why can't I move?!"

Misaki demanded once more trying to stand up even if it hurt as if someone was cutting him apart with a knife. But just when he was going to scream again-

"You have a bandage on your eyes and you broke some bones"

Takahiro answer with a calmly but yet sad voice making Misaki feel even more guiltier of what was going on, of what HE had cause. Misaki was his little brother and no one but him should tell him what stage he was right now. Looking how Hurt Misaki looked was braking him from the inside, questioning himself were did he go wrong. Not knowing that Misaki had more to say then just saying he had fought just in some fights. A few minutes of silence later he didn't had the guts to say it, so Dr. Kamiyo continue to talk again.

"Misaki, you were hurt worse than what you think.

When you got here you had a broken leg,"

Shit

"A broken arm that had to be operated"

Fuck!

"And"

And?!

"You had a cut in your face that rich your right eye"

"Bullshit!"

"I know this is hard for you to understand

But you have to calm down or yo-"

"How can I calm down?!"

Misaki ignored his brother telling him to calm down and didn't even let the Dr. to talk. He was to mad and confuse to let him do so. Misaki just didn't get it, he had fought in so many fights like the last one or even worse and always got some little scars or just some hurt muscles, but never EVER had he ended up in so horrible conditions like this time. Just what the hell happen in that fight? Did they keep beating him up even though he passes out? Did they rape him? Who was those "friends" that the Dr. talked about? How did he even know that they were Misaki's friends?

"Misaki you have to calm down or you can hurt your brain!"

Interrupting him of his thoughts Misaki with panted breaths stared at the Dr. in front of him with wide eyes (from inside the bandage). He couldn't even say a word of how surprise the news was.

"W-What do you mean he can hurt his brain?"

Takahiro asked before Misaki could overcome his little shock. The doctor sighed not wanting to worry the brothers more than what they were. But what could he do? It was his obligation to say the truth to his patients even if it was the smallest of all, but in this occasion it was a giant one.

"Misaki can have a shut down if he makes his body to work… harshly"

Misaki kept breathing hard, maybe even more now by the news, but jet he tried to calm down while his brother was out of words. Dr. Kamijou by looking at the brothers trying to calm down he continue talking,

"Misaki you cannot move a lot right now so PLEAS stay calm and steel while I explain, ok?"

"…Ok…"

"And pleas, you too Mr. Takahashi"

"Alright"

Dr. Kamijo gave a soft nod to both brothers of approval, and then he got the papers that had big letters in it saying TAKAHASHI MISAKI and prosed to talk

"Misaki, the operation of your arm and hand was successful. We had to remove 3 bones, 1 in your arm and two of your hand, because they were totally broken in parts and it was impossible to reunion them so we replaced them with technical bones. I'm not goanna ask you how you got them like that though, so don't worry… Well, your leg was not so severe but you steel need it to rest for 2 more months. And lastly your eye… ummm… you lost it."

"W-WHAT?! I lost my eye!? It has to be a joke!

I could not have lost my EYE!"

Takahiro tried to control his brother once more but Misaki just couldn't bear with it, he just couldn't! was all this a lesson of life telling him to stop fighting or something, well if it was then it went too far. He wanted to scream to fight again and that this time he will make sure to get killed. His brother and the Dr. kept trying to calm him down but how could he, if he just had a replacement of bones, a broken leg (ok, but it was not that severe) and the worst he had lost his eye! Yea, sure he was going to calm down that easily.

But he did when the Dr. explain (screaming) that he was not blind and that he was able to have another eye that worked as a normal one.

"How?"

Was what all Takahiro could say while still holding in to Misaki making sure he didn't move too much to kill someone or himself.

"The same way it was done in his arm and hand. All this is advance technology and it's a save process as you have witness in Misakis' operation."

Takahiro hesitated to agree with the operation, it was his little brother who they were talking about; he just couldn't risk his brother in doing such a dangerous operation. But Misaki didn't hesitate at all; he agreed on doing the operation and told Takahiro to not worry about him paying. Misaki had his own money that he has been saving for years to buy a better place to live with his brother. But Takahiro wouldn't catch it, not now that he knew that his little brother was fighting in the streets with his gang. Even if it hurt to ask Misaki how he got it, he couldn't just let it go that easily now that he knew what things his little brother did behind his back (I know I'm repeating it too much, sorry). But Misaki didn't miss his brother frowned even though he couldn't see him, he knew when he was silent he was frowning or thinking of a solution.

"Sorry brother if I upset you of what I had done all this years behind your back, but this money I promise, I swear I got it clean with my own sweat and strength… You can even ask Mr. Taicho if you don't believe me."

Takahiro felt hurt by his brother's words but Misaki had to get in his shoes, how can he trust him now that he knows he was a delinquent! He looked back to his brother and then to the doctor and gave a heavy sigh and said,

"Ok, I will sign the permission, but Misaki before that,"

Takahiro got closer to Misaki and bent down to the level of the bed he was lain on and then he grabbed his little soft hand and said, almost sobbing

"Promise me Misaki that you will stop fighting, please! I don't want to see you like this again. Please, please, please!

Misaki felt hurt by the way he heard his brother talk. No, he felt even more hurt knowing that his brother was crying because of him. He felt horrible. He tried and tried to not be a trouble or bother to no one, especially to his brother. And now he was doing it again.

"I… I promise"

Note: so I kinda edit this chapter, I hope you like it better like this :)

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