Everything happened in a blur of shouts and orders. Kagami couldn’t help but feel over whelmed, yet at the sometime he felt excited, adrenaline pumping vigorously through out his veins. He rode in the back of the fire truck, next to another stupid dog but at this moment - not even that could bother him. He was too focused, one could say he was in the zone.
In the distance, he could see thick gray smoke billowing into the skies. The once afternoon sky now shielded by a veil of darkness as the smoke swallowed up it’s surroundings. The fierce fire could be seen peeking out from a row of blocking trees every now on then. It melted his previous eagerness and replaced it with a horrible sense of forbidding. He had an ominous feeling about this whole ordeal; something important and not necessarily good was going to take place on this day. The glowing embers ahead did nothing to ease his soul.
If Kagami thought that the fire from a far was unsettling, seeing it up close was down right disturbing. Smoldering, the flames licked at what remains of the building, raging on like a tiger. It was dark by the time they had gotten there, around maybe six at night, perhaps a little later. Yet was bright around the building, illuminated by the flames.
Fire fights rushed about like panicked ants, helping and doing their jobs yet Kagami could only stare at the scene that laid before him, his eyes wide, mouth dry and legs having seemingly turned into lead. It was his first time seeing a fire this bad since - well, since the one his dad had died in. He’d be lying if he said it didn’t bring back some nasty flash backs. The cries of his mother, his childish voice asking where his daddy had gone and the image of his home being destroyed by a blazing, hot, tornado of a monster like this one.
Why was everyone facing this? They should just be at home with their families or something, eating dinner and maybe watching some TV or something. No one deserved this…
"KAGAMI, DON’T FREEZE UP, DAMN IT!!" It was one of the older fire fighters, one he looked up to and respected, who finally snapped him out of his daze.
He wasn’t going to mess this up. In fact, he felt ashamed of himself for losing sight of his mission. People could have easily been dying while he was stuck in lala land. How dare he not be giving this 100% of his focus. How dare he get sided track on with selfish memories when he had taken an oath to put his life on the line to protect the innocent.
For the next five minutes, he gave it his all. Kagami’s momentary fear was a thing of the past; he refused to let it stop him from doing the things he loved. Everything was going well until he heard the status report.
"We got most everyone out," a fellow fighter said to a higher up, eyes scanning a paper. "We’re missing one here - 18-year-old Daiki Aomine."
Kagami recognized the name. The red-head didn’t know the man personality but he did know they went to the same high school. What Kagami did next was ignorant, cocky, foolish, irresponsible and stupid but he couldn’t help himself. Perhaps it was an attempt to reclaim himself after having betrayed his oath previously, to prove to his higher ups just how brave he could be.
It was this feeling in his chest, in his bones. The kind of feelings you got when you KNEW you had to do something. No one was physically making you but at the same time it felt as if fate itself was pushing you forward.
Or more likely he was just a reckless teenager over his head. Either way, he ran head first in to the unstoppable fiery mess without a hint of hesitation. Inside, be barely remembered much of anything besides how suffocated he felt by the heat. Chucks of burnt wood and ceiling cascaded down the scorched walls - threading to cover him if he didn’t move his ass fast enough. He started to grow frantic and panicked as his situation became more and more realistic to him.
However, despite the odds he did find Aomine. He took off his jacket (it was almost a relief to remove it in this ‘weather’) and placed it over the unconscious man’s mouth - trying not to allow him to breath in anymore smoke than he already had as Kagami dragged him out of the building.
The next thing Kagami knew, he was in a lonely little white room and receiving minor medical attention while being scolded for such recklessness by a superior fire fighter. Dispite this, he had no regrets. His coworkers, while they might not have said it aloud, were impressed and no longer underestimated and that thought alone was enough to bring a smirk to his face.
"Well, you’ll be please to know that the man you saved is alive and just a few rooms over. However, that’s aside the point. We still haven’t finished our talk. Fire fighters work as a team and this was just a lucky-"
"Cool, that’s nice-" Kagami had started to stand. He felt stiff and had a light headache and a few burns. Besides that he felt fine, nothing some food and a little sleep wouldn’t fix.
"Where do you think you’re going!?"
"Get out of my face, Old man." And with that, the red head had stumbled on out of the room and down the hall. He wasn’t sure why he was going to Aoemine’s room, it surely wasn’t to check on him, that was for sure. From the rumors he’d heard in school the guy was an asshole. He simply went because anything beat getting yelled at some more.
