Disclaimer: Nothing in POT belongs to me. All OoC-ness, OCs, events, situations, venues and tournaments are just figments of my imagination.

"xxxxx" Conversation

'xxxxx' Thoughts

xxxxxxx Flashback

Summary: What Would You Do If You Were Given A Second Chance In Life And In Love?

Prologue : Coma

Dressed in a green-colored protective garment issued by the hospital, a figure entered the Intensive Care Unit. His eyes fell upon a particular bed and he began to slowly walk toward the lone occupant of the unit. The sound of his footsteps ended when he had reached the bed.

Silently, he stood there to gaze at the still figure lying among the tubes and wires. He hated the machineries and equipments placed around the bed that were emitting muted noises of silent monitoring. They were the ugly and yet undoubtedly necessary things for monitoring the well-being of his beloved.

Wearily, he sat down on a stool amply provided by the hospital for his convenience. His tired red eyes gently caressed the small pale face for a moment before sliding down to the slender bare hand laid next to the blanket covered body. His large hands reached out to cover it and found it cold. He tightened his grip around it and raised it to his lips. After placing a long lingering kiss into the palm, he looked into the face of the young woman on the bed.

"O..ore-sama knew Ore-sama was wrong. Ore-sama had never begged before in Ore-sama's life but," the man took another deep breath to control his unshed tears, "Ore-sama begs you to stay. Don't leave because Ore-sama still has many things to say to you."

The young woman continued to breathe in and out slowly, oblivious to his pleadings.

"If you stay, Ore-sama will spend the rest of Ore-sama's life showering you with Ore-sama's adoration."

The young man paused to place another kiss on the lovingly-held hand before opening his heart again.

"Stay also for our little one. Our son needs a mother to love him and spoil him. He needs you, my heart."

The young man shut his eyes in desperation. He found himself starting to sob quietly. His tears fell upon the warm hand he was holding.

"Onegai, don't leave me!" Atobe Keigo whispered into his wife's hand. Atobe Sakuno continued to sleep in oblivion.

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Outside the ICU…

"Ryuuzaki-sama, would you like to rest for awhile? The hospital has prepared a private room nearby." An elderly man softly asked the former Seishun Middle School tennis coach. His eyes could see that her tired face was filled lines of worry and stress.

"Iie. I..I want to be here when she…she wakes up." The elderly woman shook her head. She continued to stare off into space while mumbling words of prayer for her granddaughter.

Atobe Kazuki, the patriarch of the Atobe Group nodded with understanding. If it was his son in the ICU, he would have waited here too until his son is awakened.

With heavy feet, Kazuki walked back to the door of the ICU. Through the clear glass door, he could see Keigo sitting next to Sakuno's bed. Keigo's back was facing him but he knew his son was sobbing from the way his shoulders were shaking badly.

Kazuki sighed with sadness to see his son in this condition. He wished he had done more to protect the both of them in the first place.

His mobile phone vibrated in his pocket and Kazuki stepped away toward an empty corner. A frown creased his forehead when he saw the name of the caller. With a growl he answered, "What do you want?"

"How is Keigo?" A female voice asked.

"Is that all you have to say?" Atobe Kazuki was known for his infinite patience and charm but this person had always made him impatient and less charming.

"Can't I ask after the welfare of our own son?"

"He is fine. Anything else?"

"How is our grandson?"

"I warn you. You stay away from them."

"Is that a threat, Kazuki-san?"

"It is when it comes to the well-being Keigo and his family."

"I am still your wife."

"Not for long." Kazuki snapped and hanged up.

The mobile phone rang again.

"WHAT!" Kazuki roared into the phone.

"O..Otosan, it's me, Kana." A small female voice greeted him.

"I'm so sorry, Kana-chan." Kazuki softened his voice upon hearing his daughter's voice.

"How is Sakuno and Keigo?" Atobe Kana, Keigo's older sister asked anxiously.

"She's still in a coma. The doctors had done all they can. The rest is up to her." Kazuki explained as he sat down heavily upon a chair.

"I will be praying for her." Kana said wistfully. "And Keigo?"

"He is with her right now. I'm sure he won't leave her side anytime soon."

"So kah? He must be taking it very hard. What about their son, my nephew?"

Kazuki thought of the newborn lying in a bassinet in the nursery and smiled, "He's fine. He's definitely an Atobe. You should have heard him cry. He almost brought down the whole nursery."

"Otosan! (Giggle!) You sounded like a proud Ojiisan. Hmm, has Keigo given him a name yet?"

"Kenta. It means Health and Well-built. Sakuno-chan had chosen the name some time ago."

"Atobe Kenta. He sounds lovely. I'll be coming over for a short visit. Do you need me to bring anything for you, Otosan?"

Kazuki rubbed his face and sighed, "A change of clothes and some toiletries for me and your brother would be nice. Oh, bring some toiletries and clothings for a woman too. Sakuno's Obasan is here and she won't leave."

"I got it. I see you soon, Otosan. Ja!"

Kazuki sat back and closed his eyes. 'Sakuno-chan, your Obasan need you. Keigo and Kenta need you. Please wake up soon, my dear. If you leave us, we would be in a big emotional mess.'

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To Be Continued

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Note from Author: It's me again with my 3rd. love story. This time I'm bringing Atobe and Sakuno together. Please R & R!

WARNING: This long story will take me a long time to update so please don't rush me.