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What a Feeling…
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“any new patients today, akira?” a semi-tall man with dark hair asked, filing several papers on his desk.
“just one” akira replied, “I heard you have one too, Takanori”
“yes, “ said man replied, “but she is coming in a few days. just to see if her illness go worse”
“she?” akira asked
“yes, a she”
“do you have her name?”
“I think it’s Ukyou, Sakumi”
“She sounds familiar”
“previous patient?”
“my dad treated hers once”
“ah”
“Dr. akira, kagami is in now” a nurse said
“hai, thank you” akira readies himself, the leaves.
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Kagami looked around the stark white room. Several charts depicting several shots of the human body, and other body parts.
She heard a door open and close, and several footsteps.
“So,” akira replied, “you are kagami?”
“yes”
“I’m Dr. Akira” he said, “tell me what’s wrong”
“my throat hurts”
Akira nodded, jotting down several notes before setting down the clipboard on a table and walking over to her. Kagami looked up and studied him. He had blond and black hair, a noseband, and apparently, he wore makeup. It made his dark eyes like a hawk’s, and she felt lost in them.
He train of thought was broken when Akira gently placed his fingers on her neck, feeling for any swollen glands. His hands were somewhat callused, yet still soft and gentle. She blushed lightly as he did so.
Akira thought, “Her skin is soft. She must have a fever”
He studied her carefully. Long dark hair, her eyes a chocolotaley brown. His eyes traveled to her lips, which were somewhat pouty when he removed his hands and resumed to write on his clipboard.
“I’m only going to give you medicine enough for a week. Drink warm liquids” he instructed, she only nodded and replied with a meek “Yes”.
His eyes looked at her lips again, and God damn, they looked so tempting to him. He wanted to slam her on the bed. He wanted to take her innocence right there and then, but he realized that he could lose his job he worked so hard for, and he could be charged with the worst things imaginable. And the chance that he could…
He shook his head, not wanting to think about things so suddenly, so he spoke in a rather rude fashion, “Go” .
Kagami said nothing as she walked out, and he couldn’t help but sneak glances at her behind. After she was gone, he sighed in frustration, and went about his day.
Finally, it was his time to leave, and he gathered his things. Walking to his car, he saw Takanori still in his uniform, smoking.
“that’s quite ironic, Takanori” Akira said, “you’re a doctor, yet, you’re smoking”
“haha, very funny akira” Takanori replied, snuffing out his cigarette with his foot.
“How is miss Ukyou?”
Takanori stayed silent. Akira noticed something was wrong, and the air was tense.
“what’s wrong, Takanori? you’re not like this”
“I’m going to quit this job, Akira” he replied, lighting another cigarette.
“What? Why?” Akira felt confused, Takanori had always loved this job.
“tell me” he spoke again.
Takanori grumbled, and handed Akira a pure white envelope. Akira looked confused at first, but took the envelope. He read its contents. He felt that his air almost left him.
“This is what you did?” Akira replied, shocked that his best friend would be so careless.
“we’re eloping in a few weeks”
“you’re lying”
“no,” he replied, almost rudely, “I want to give her and our potential child a better life. Something better than this”
“how did this happen?”
“it just did”
“she can’t be having a child out of no where Takanori” he sighed “no one becomes magically pregnant. how?”
“It happened over valentine’s day”
Akira found himself sighing again , “what are you going to do about your job?”
“Maybe I’ll do something different, like start a band”
“A band?”
“Yeah, and maybe you can join too”
“I play bass to keep my self busy, you know that. Nothing else” Akira replied
“Mmm, okay” Takanori snuffed out the cigarette.
“If you’re going to be a father, you should quit smoking”
“Sure”
“Be careful” Akira felt weird saying that. What was the point of being careful now?
“I don’t know if I’ll be in for a few days”
Akira only nodded, and went into his car, driving home.
