Ishikawa Hideaki

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Present Day.

He found himself in a hospital room again. The monotonous humming of the machines, the slow dripping of the various fluids running through the tubes connect to the patients body.

Yet this time, it was someone else in the plain white bed.

The last days had all followed the same routine.
After he came home from work he immediately went to the hospital. And there he waited. Waited for something to happen.
Waited for her to come back.
She seemed peaceful and calm under the white covers. Far too calm and peaceful he thought.
Watching her sleep he dwelled on his memories with her. He wondered again why it had to be her of all people.
But he knew that sooner or later something like this was bound to happen though. Pilots live dangerously. Just as easily it could be him in that bed. And somehow he would prefer that.

Hours passed and the waiting made him tired. He decided to get some rest before his next shift started.
As goodbye he took her hand and held it softly.
"See you tomorrow."