[Fanfic] Code Blue - An Extended Epilogue 7
Title: An Extended Epilogue
Fandom: Code Blue
Pairing: Aizawa x Shiraishi
Disclaimer: Code Blue does not belong to me.
Author's Note: After a very long absence the story is back!
“Hmm…”
Assistant Head Neurosurgeon, Dr. Masaharu noticed his colleague thinking deeply while staring at an open folder. Feeling curious, he approached. “Penny for your thoughts?”
Dr. Saijo looked up and shook his head. “Just thinking about this year’s exchange.”
“Huh, Exchange? Oh, that thing.” Dr. Masaharu peered at the folder. “What bad timing. Maybe you should go this year, doctor.”
“Nonsense.” Dr. Saijo couldn’t even bear to think of leaving work for a day, let alone for two weeks as required for the Exchange. But they had been delaying it for months and it had to be done, considering news that Bethsea had just pioneered a new surgical technique that would drop mortality rate for hematoma removal to under 2%.
“I’ll think of something,” Dr. Saijo muttered finally as he closed the file and pushed it away, out of sight and out of mind.
Out of sight and certainly not on his mind were two medical staff who looked like they had just gone one round in the boxing ring.
“Man, that old guy really lost it,” Kazuo sighed as he popped some kinks in his neck. He had just spent the last fifteen minutes grappling with an elderly man who was an ex-wrestler. The patient had suffered temporary judgment loss as a result of a tumor removal surgery and was so strong that the staff had no choice but to tie him down to the bed. Guess who got the job?
“Dr. Saijo should be checking up on him soon,” Haruka checked her clipboard, her normally tidy hair frazzled. “In any case you should monitor him closely - “
“Who’s that lawyer?” Kazuo had stopped and was staring at a well-dressed man standing uncertainly near the reception area. The gold badge on his lapel bespoke his profession, and Kazuo like most doctors before him had begun to dislike and fear them. A lawyer loitering on hospital grounds should be considered a safety hazard. “Is anyone in trouble this time?”
“Don’t be silly,” Haruka stepped forward and politely asked the visitor; “May I help you, sir?”
“Ah,” He broke into a winning smile. “I was wondering Dr. Shiraishi is in… Shiraishi Megumi.”
“Dr. Shiraishi?” Haruka exchanged looks with Kazuo who had also come forward.
Megumi passed the file to a nurse and proceeded to the EMC rest room. To her surprise Kousaku was waiting, leaning against the wall with arms folded across his chest. She stopped in the doorway before cautiously closing the door behind her. “Are you feeling alright?”
He looked at her and nodded. “Thanks. About the bill...”
Megumi visibly relaxed and bent down slightly to extract a file from the cabinet. “It’s okay, it's not much.”
“We need to talk.” The sudden abruptness of it was like a car swerving sharply to avoid a collision - against the barrier that was it.
She froze in the act of pulling out the file and then slowly straightened up, her heart pounding in her throat. Was he going to…? She recalled the Kousaku from the night before. They were close to a kiss, and she would have - if he was sober. Did he remember?
Kousaku didn’t look any better either. He shifted his weight onto the other foot and hesitantly continued; “About that night.”
“… oh.” Megumi slowly sat down on the chair, unconsciously and Kousaku took the other one. For a while they simply sat there in silence, both wondering who would take the next turn.
“… I’m sorry.”
She blinked at him, uncomprehending. He grit his teeth uncomfortably. “It was a mistake.”
Her heart sunk down to her stomach. “… a mistake?”
“You were drunk, I wasn’t thinking straight. I never should have.”
She struggled to take a breath and then somehow, somehow managed to shake her head. So that was it. “… It’s okay. I don’t blame you, I told you that. Besides, it’s my fault. I was afraid you’d be angry at me.”
He closed his eyes, knowing full well it wasn’t her fault. But now comes the important part, the part that would take him out of his depth into uncharted territory. But before he could say anything, she had cut in. “Aizawa, there’s something I have to tell you…”
But her words were effectively cut when the door swung open without so much as a knock. “Shiraishi, you in here?” Kazuo poked his head in and barely noticed Kousaku. “There’s some guy here to see you.”
“Me?” Megumi blinked and quickly hurried out of the room, Kousaku following suspiciously behind.
Close to the receptionist desk she had spotted her visitor and he grinned at her. “Yo, Megu,” He called.
“Megu?” Haruka blinked.
Megumi had come forward with a pleasantly surprised expression. “Yuusuke! What are you doing here?” And then noticing the flabbergasted stares of the people around them, she quickly introduced him; “This is Hitoyoshi Yuusuke, my senior back in high school.”
“How do you do?” Yuusuke greeted them politely and then turned to Megumi. “I was in the area and wondered if you’re free for lunch. Are you?”
“Sure, let me put my stuff away. Can you go to the cafeteria first?”
He nodded and left while Megumi briskly walked to the locker room.
In the stunned silence that followed, nobody noticed Kousaku slipping quietly away.
Haruka was the first to speak. “Her senior?”
“No way,” Kazuo snorted. “He called her ‘Megu’ and she called him ‘Yuusuke’. There’s no way they’re just senior and junior right?”
“Shut up.” Haruka snapped in a manner reminiscent to her old self and huffed while leaving. Kazuo blinked in confusion. “What did I say?”
“What did you say?” Mihoko had just arrived and caught the tail end of the conversation. “Did you try to hit on her again?”
“Well no,” Kazuo frowned. “She’s kindda touchy about Shiraishi’s boyfriend. Maybe it’s cause she’s envious or something.”
Mihoko’s eyes widened. “Shiraishi’s boyfriend!? Who!?”
“Some lawyer named Yuusuke. Eh? Where’s Aizawa?” Kazuo looked around and totally missed Mihoko swooning and then catching herself. “Lawyer.” She repeated. “Are you sure?”
“He’s a lawyer as sure as I’m a doctor,” Kazuo said impatiently. “Anyway what’s with the blown out reaction? Is it against the law to date lawyers or something?”
“You have no idea,” Mihoko muttered darkly as she stalked off. She briefly considered finding Kousaku - and then decided against it. Let him settle his own problems.
Fandom: Code Blue
Pairing: Aizawa x Shiraishi
Disclaimer: Code Blue does not belong to me.
Author's Note: After a very long absence the story is back!
“Hmm…”
Assistant Head Neurosurgeon, Dr. Masaharu noticed his colleague thinking deeply while staring at an open folder. Feeling curious, he approached. “Penny for your thoughts?”
Dr. Saijo looked up and shook his head. “Just thinking about this year’s exchange.”
“Huh, Exchange? Oh, that thing.” Dr. Masaharu peered at the folder. “What bad timing. Maybe you should go this year, doctor.”
“Nonsense.” Dr. Saijo couldn’t even bear to think of leaving work for a day, let alone for two weeks as required for the Exchange. But they had been delaying it for months and it had to be done, considering news that Bethsea had just pioneered a new surgical technique that would drop mortality rate for hematoma removal to under 2%.
“I’ll think of something,” Dr. Saijo muttered finally as he closed the file and pushed it away, out of sight and out of mind.
Out of sight and certainly not on his mind were two medical staff who looked like they had just gone one round in the boxing ring.
“Man, that old guy really lost it,” Kazuo sighed as he popped some kinks in his neck. He had just spent the last fifteen minutes grappling with an elderly man who was an ex-wrestler. The patient had suffered temporary judgment loss as a result of a tumor removal surgery and was so strong that the staff had no choice but to tie him down to the bed. Guess who got the job?
“Dr. Saijo should be checking up on him soon,” Haruka checked her clipboard, her normally tidy hair frazzled. “In any case you should monitor him closely - “
“Who’s that lawyer?” Kazuo had stopped and was staring at a well-dressed man standing uncertainly near the reception area. The gold badge on his lapel bespoke his profession, and Kazuo like most doctors before him had begun to dislike and fear them. A lawyer loitering on hospital grounds should be considered a safety hazard. “Is anyone in trouble this time?”
“Don’t be silly,” Haruka stepped forward and politely asked the visitor; “May I help you, sir?”
“Ah,” He broke into a winning smile. “I was wondering Dr. Shiraishi is in… Shiraishi Megumi.”
“Dr. Shiraishi?” Haruka exchanged looks with Kazuo who had also come forward.
Megumi passed the file to a nurse and proceeded to the EMC rest room. To her surprise Kousaku was waiting, leaning against the wall with arms folded across his chest. She stopped in the doorway before cautiously closing the door behind her. “Are you feeling alright?”
He looked at her and nodded. “Thanks. About the bill...”
Megumi visibly relaxed and bent down slightly to extract a file from the cabinet. “It’s okay, it's not much.”
“We need to talk.” The sudden abruptness of it was like a car swerving sharply to avoid a collision - against the barrier that was it.
She froze in the act of pulling out the file and then slowly straightened up, her heart pounding in her throat. Was he going to…? She recalled the Kousaku from the night before. They were close to a kiss, and she would have - if he was sober. Did he remember?
Kousaku didn’t look any better either. He shifted his weight onto the other foot and hesitantly continued; “About that night.”
“… oh.” Megumi slowly sat down on the chair, unconsciously and Kousaku took the other one. For a while they simply sat there in silence, both wondering who would take the next turn.
“… I’m sorry.”
She blinked at him, uncomprehending. He grit his teeth uncomfortably. “It was a mistake.”
Her heart sunk down to her stomach. “… a mistake?”
“You were drunk, I wasn’t thinking straight. I never should have.”
She struggled to take a breath and then somehow, somehow managed to shake her head. So that was it. “… It’s okay. I don’t blame you, I told you that. Besides, it’s my fault. I was afraid you’d be angry at me.”
He closed his eyes, knowing full well it wasn’t her fault. But now comes the important part, the part that would take him out of his depth into uncharted territory. But before he could say anything, she had cut in. “Aizawa, there’s something I have to tell you…”
But her words were effectively cut when the door swung open without so much as a knock. “Shiraishi, you in here?” Kazuo poked his head in and barely noticed Kousaku. “There’s some guy here to see you.”
“Me?” Megumi blinked and quickly hurried out of the room, Kousaku following suspiciously behind.
Close to the receptionist desk she had spotted her visitor and he grinned at her. “Yo, Megu,” He called.
“Megu?” Haruka blinked.
Megumi had come forward with a pleasantly surprised expression. “Yuusuke! What are you doing here?” And then noticing the flabbergasted stares of the people around them, she quickly introduced him; “This is Hitoyoshi Yuusuke, my senior back in high school.”
“How do you do?” Yuusuke greeted them politely and then turned to Megumi. “I was in the area and wondered if you’re free for lunch. Are you?”
“Sure, let me put my stuff away. Can you go to the cafeteria first?”
He nodded and left while Megumi briskly walked to the locker room.
In the stunned silence that followed, nobody noticed Kousaku slipping quietly away.
Haruka was the first to speak. “Her senior?”
“No way,” Kazuo snorted. “He called her ‘Megu’ and she called him ‘Yuusuke’. There’s no way they’re just senior and junior right?”
“Shut up.” Haruka snapped in a manner reminiscent to her old self and huffed while leaving. Kazuo blinked in confusion. “What did I say?”
“What did you say?” Mihoko had just arrived and caught the tail end of the conversation. “Did you try to hit on her again?”
“Well no,” Kazuo frowned. “She’s kindda touchy about Shiraishi’s boyfriend. Maybe it’s cause she’s envious or something.”
Mihoko’s eyes widened. “Shiraishi’s boyfriend!? Who!?”
“Some lawyer named Yuusuke. Eh? Where’s Aizawa?” Kazuo looked around and totally missed Mihoko swooning and then catching herself. “Lawyer.” She repeated. “Are you sure?”
“He’s a lawyer as sure as I’m a doctor,” Kazuo said impatiently. “Anyway what’s with the blown out reaction? Is it against the law to date lawyers or something?”
“You have no idea,” Mihoko muttered darkly as she stalked off. She briefly considered finding Kousaku - and then decided against it. Let him settle his own problems.