And where do you think you're going, Sakurazukamori?
Ken slowly opened his eyes. No good. It was dark. He was starting to get used to that. But who had spoken?
No, not spoken. There hadn't been any real words at all. It was more like someone had directly communicated the meanings behind the words straight into his head and he'd simply converted it into speech.
"Who are you?" He asked, finding that he was standing up, though he clearly didn't remember getting to his feet.You can call me Tree-san. No need to thank me. It's not as if I could let you die like that.
Ken's eyes widened. He turned around and found himself facing the biggest cherry tree he'd ever seen.
Great. A tree
was talking to him. In his mind. This wasn't boding well for his sanity.
? No way."Oh, yes, 'way', I assure you. Unless you think that falling into a permanent coma isn't as good as dying. Don't worry, you'll be fine and conscious in a minute, so the Sumeragi can quit panicking.
"Fine?" Ken reached up to his forehead. There was no bandage, and no blood, either.Well, mostly. You'll still have a mild concussion, cuts, and bruises to deal with, but I think you'll pull through.
There was definite sarcasm in the Tree's 'voice'.
"You're the Sakura..." Ken muttered.Very good. I guess the blossoms tipped you off.
"What is going on here?" Ken demanded, scowling.That is a very good question. I can only assume that there is some magic at work here, but it's nothing like I've ever seen before. That's saying something.
"But..."Magic isn't real? Right. Wake up, Sakurazuka, this isn't a dream or a hallucination.
"My name is-" Ken started.Furu-something Ken, yeah, I know.
The Tree rudely interrupted him. What do you think I was doing while you were unconscious before? I know
everything about you. Trust me, you are Seishirou Sakurazuka. The Sakurazukamori. Obviously, or I wouldn't be talking to you right now.
"Wait..."Your memories are all there. It's as if you've been both Ken and Seishirou at the same time. Not that you aren't him, but you do have two distinctly different pasts.
Ken didn't even try this time. He was too busy trying to get his head around the concept that all of this was real. That he was who the Tree said he was.
If the Tree had been human, he would have sighed. Back to consciousness, Sakurazukamori. We can and will talk more later. I've got to get you in shape before I starve to death...