That evening, during the rush hour traffic, cars began moving through the intersection and making turns. Each driver on the road heard the faint sound of a siren, it came louder. In their rear-view mirror, they could see an ambulance blasting up the emergency lane behind them, screaming wildly, and lights flashing madly. It came to a halt at the forefront of the intersection. Cars slowly stopped on each intersection and moving to the side lane as the ambulance sped off into the distant, towards the closest hospital.

A motionless body, a once fair skinned teen is now losing its color as its fades each second, matching the white sheet on the stretcher. His crimson bangs fall over to the sides, covering his glazed empty orbs. Half of his face was covered with an oxygen mask; his breaths came in deep and shallow. Medics profusely try to stop the blood from oozing out from his wounds.

He could hear the ambulance siren. He could hear the medics giving out orders to one another. He could see a blurry mop of blond hair looking at him worriedly. He could hear someone voice telling him not to give up. He could feel all his senses fades away. Slowly, darkness crept from the corner of his orbs as the voices getting further and further.

"I'm…tired…just...let…me…rest…"

That's for chapter one, this will be a one shot[3 chapter] fiction. Especially made for Akashi Seijuro shippers ƪ(ˆ▽ˆ)ʃ . Don't forgot to drop ya review in the empty box below (≧∇≦)/

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