Sakiko's File

[Sakiko Anami 0]

Starfleet Historical Database	Sakiko's Personal Record
"Olden Hatred"   Name: Sakiko Anami Ship: U.S.S. Reaent Rank: Petty Officer Third Class Position: Assistant Medical Officer Current Role: None Location: Starbase 1123   MEDICAL INFORMATION; Medical Status: Normal RPD Level: Critical

 

The air seemed dark and lonely, much like the vast vacuum of space that surrounded all else. Sakiko sat down, alone again at her table in Starbase 1123. She usually was alone, she preferred to be alone. Even through her years at the Medical Academy, Sakiko never made a huge amount of friends and was usually avoided by her peers anyway.

 

This particular night was even quieter than the last. Not even the soft hum of the Station's generators was making a sound. Despite how calm it seemed, she couldn't help but shiver as if the silence itself was more scrupulous than the clutter of daily activity.

I think you just don't like hearing me, isn't that right, Saki?

She gently picked up the small flower that lay as a decoration on the table, a small white rose. The rose was light, but Sakiko could tell the rose had been there for a while… yet it felt alive even though ripples had started to characterize its figure.

You never could hear at all, could you? Not only are you blind, but you're also deaf.

 

Sakiko held the rose carefully and she couldn't help but smile ever so softly at the generous scent it gifted her with. She gently slid her glasses off and set them on the table… the blurriness of the rose settled in with a muddy acceptance.

Does that help you, Sakiko? To continually tell yourself that you will never get better? Where exactly do you find the pride… to smile at blindness?

 

After a moment of staring at a blurry rose, she awkwardly slid her glasses back on. Sakiko stood up and walked over to the window. She could see a few ships still being serviced… but it was very late and everyone was sleeping now, including the dock workers. She thought the vessels looked quite happy… also in their peaceful sleep, dreaming of the day they sail the stars once again. The Reaent floated peacefully a few levels below her; she could see most of the cosmetic damage had been repaired in a surprisingly small amount of time. However… it wasn't the outside of the ship that was in pain, she could still feel the Reaent's agony from within. Though, it wasn't inside the ship's terminals, bulkheads or corridors. The damage of the Reaent was within her own crew.

 

She thought of her earlier experience in sickbay. A drunken officer shoving passed her with enough force to knock her to the floor, but she didn't feel any disrespect. There was something about looking into his eyes that made her sad… a strange pain and fear that she hadn't felt since Taro died years and years ago. This pain, Sakiko felt… it wasn't just the drunken officer. It was with everyone she ever set eyes on that ship.

 

Sakiko wasn't unaware of the situation that ensued weeks before. She was aware of the events that happened through a very cloudy official report and gossip. Despite those rumours, she never once felt as if she wanted to turn down her acceptance to the ship. Although she felt a distinct amount of empathy for the crew… she wasn't without her own sense of discomfort.

 

"She's looking much better isn't she?" a man's calm voice came from behind.

 

Sakiko was startled, but she didn't show any indication of it. She slowly turned around to face a lieutenant wearing an engineering uniform. He seemed almost startled at Sakiko's blank expression to his presence but he continued to smile and wave to her as if he might've known her in another life.

 

"I'm sorry, Petty Officer. You seemed distracted," the lieutenant continued.

 

Sakiko simply stared at the man blankly like she didn't approve of his intrusion into her privacy.

 

The lieutenant for some reason didn't seem offended; instead he stepped closer to Sakiko. He stepped again and again… until he suddenly wrapped his arms around Sakiko's waist and pushed her against the glass window.

 

Sakiko gasped in a mild befuddlement, she hadn't clearly seen the lieutenant's face and she still couldn't in the darkness. She started to shiver … there were too many thoughts going through her mind.

 

"自分は忘れか？" He said gently.

 

Sakiko's eyes widened lightly and she could feel her heart almost stopping. She knew that voice. A voice she hadn't heard since….

 

"あんたは。。。？" Sakiko said softly, she couldn't look up… she didn't want to.

 

"お指し振りだな、咲子ちゃん。" the man continued as if he hadn't even heard her question.

 

Sakiko took a deep breath and shoved him away from her, causing him to reel back into the table. She still couldn't see his face in the darkness but she could see his expression… he was smiling.

 

"誰！" Sakiko insisted, she felt her breath becoming short. She gently took another troubled breath and she could feel her heart slowing down far beyond where she'd want it to be.

 

"怖いね、咲子,"he said, he smirked and he held his hand out at her.

 

Sakiko ducked away from his grasp. She ran towards the door, but the door didn't open. Desperately she hit the door repeatedly while wailing out in a panic.

 

Huff… huff. Again her heart rate began to slow down, she couldn't breathe anymore. She heard footsteps behind her, he was coming.

 

A moment passed… maybe two, Sakiko's heart was heavy. It became heavier.

 

Suddenly there was silence. She couldn't hear a thing.

 

A heavy pain slashed into her back, she felt the cold sensation of steel press deep into her abdomen and the pain became unbearable. She could see the end of the sword that had made its way through her body, the end coated with her own blood… her uniform soaking into a dark red against the black.

 

"忘れないで、咲子。。。" She heard behind her, the voice stale with hate, "忘れないで。。。"

 

Sakiko couldn't see anything now, her vision seemed to fade into darkness… the pain slipped away and the voice became distant.

 

"起きて！咲子！" a different voice called out to her,.

 

Sakiko opened her eyes; the room light was too bright so she couldn't see anything.

 

"Sakiko! Wake up!"

 

"Miho?" Sakiko mumbled lightly, she covered her eyes gently and took a deep breath. Her heart was beating again; she could swear just a moment ago… it nearly wasn't.

 

"どうしたの？"　Miho asked, standing over Sakiko holding Sakiko's medical hypospray.

 

"When did you start talking to me in Japanese…?" She rubbed her neck softly, she could feel a little pinch of pain as if she had just been injected, "Miho… did you?"

 

"You need to start watching yourself, Sakiko." Miho simply dropped the hypospray on Sakiko, "I wont always be here whenever you need to inject yourself… what were you thinking? You're supposed to do it before you sleep."

 

Sakiko's older sister just threw her arms in the air with a regretful sigh, "I can't believe you even decided to go through with this, you can barely keep yourself in check and you're planning to go on a Starship?"

 

Once her eyes got used to the room, Sakiko sat up and lightly rubbed her head. She could see she was inside her quarters back on Starbase 1123. She hadn't yet gotten used to quarters on the Reant so it was temporary.

 

"You couldn't stop me three years ago… you really think you can stop me now?" Sakiko said blankly as she pulled her legs up onto the bed and wrapped herself up into a ball.

 

"Saki… it's going to be too hard for you. Hasn't this caused enough pain?" Miho continued, she walked over to the window in the room and stared out into the docking area, "Mother and father would never have approved of this."

 

"They didn't." Sakiko interjected, "it's my decision, Miho. You please mother and father… I can't do it anymore".

 

"It doesn't mean it's not too late, Saki, come back, you don't belong here," Sakiko's sister pleaded.

 

"I'm going to die anyway, sooner or later." Sakiko looked at herself, she rubbed her stomach gently as if she could still feel the sword blade inside of her, tearing into her organs and ending her life… but wasn't real it was all just a dream or a nightmare.

 

Miho just stared at her younger sister, she took a deep breath and sniffled as if she was close to crying, "Saki, we can cure you… the answer isn't out there. It's with us."

 

"出て。。。" Sakiko said softly almost in a whisper. She was looking down at the floor, not able to face her older sister anymore.

 

A despairing look came upon Sakiko. Miho sighed heavily again, she picked up a small box from the table and placed it in Sakiko's lap, "Fine… before I leave, take this. Taro believed there was a way to fight the illness… he gave this to me before he died. He said to give it to you when you lost your way, which means I should have given it to you the day you started talking about this Starfleet nonsense."

 

Sakiko took the box lightly and stared at it, she felt her eyes feeling heavy… a feeling she hadn't experienced since her family decided to reject her. Her breathing became shaky but it wasn't from her illness, it was her sadness.

 

"ありがとう。。。出てください。" Sakiko said softly and quietly.

 

"さよなら、妹さん。がんばってよ。"Miho softly walked over and embraced her younger sister. She took another deep breath and rubbed her eyes gently. Miho stood up again, and left the room.

 

Alone, Sakiko slowly opened the box in her hands. She picked up a small chip inside that had been wrapped carefully in the softest material. A holodeck memory chip…