It had been a while since Airi had entered into a coma, almost 2 years at this point. She laid in the bed staring up at a ceiling she wasn't familiar with, her hair extending down to her lower back. Questions swirled through her head as she laid there, having finally awakened out of her coma. "Has it really been that long," she asked as she sat up in the bed, her fingers running through her long, lush red hair. She let out a deep sigh. The last thing she remembered doing was attempting sepuku. Everything had gone wrong in her life at the time. Her mother had killed herself, she was forced to kill her cousin, and she grew disdainful and distrustful against her best friend. Not only that but tensions were building between Konohagakure and Iwagakure -- which probably had been forgotten with the passage of time. "They stopped me, didn't they?" she asked, hearing whispers scratch around the her brain as the Elder Gods forbade her from taking her own life. She opened up her robe to look at her chest where she tried to plunge the knife into, sitting in the hospital bed now fully exposed. Parting her breasts, she looked at a rather small and insignificant scar between her breasts where she tried to plunge the knife. With a sigh, she quickly wrapped the patient robes back around he body, covering her up. The sound of the EKG entered her ears as she tried to move her legs around. No matter how much she tried to move, their movements were slight. "God damnit, I atrophied this much already?" she asked as a nurse entered the room and looked to Airi for a moment. She gasped and walked back out of the hospital. The murmurs that the previous Hokage had awakened started to buzz throughout the hospital. Of course, word doesn't stay secret for long as it eventually begins to spread throughout the village. |
[And I'm back]