Author's note: Hi there! It is my first time writing a fanfic. I am a big fan of Code Blue and read all of the fanfics available so I thought I should contribute back to the community. I would appreciate if you leave a review after reading! Enjoy the story! Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.
As Shiraishi changed the roster on the whiteboard for the next day, she found herself unconsciously staring at Aizawa sensei's magnet.
"I wonder how he's doing in Toronto… Did he make friends? Definitely not… He must have become the centre of attention for he was a brilliant neurosurgeon. People working with him must find it hard to get along with him.. Well, it did take 9 years for us to become confidants and close comrades…"
"Shiraishi-sensei! Shiraishi-sensei!" Shiraishi snapped out of it before her behaviour became suspicious.
"Oh. Yokomine-sensei." Damn it. What am I doing. Wandering off in my thoughts.
"What are you doing holding Aizawa-sensei's magnet?"
"Uhhh… Ah I was going to clean it. It got dirty. You see, I have OCD." Mm. That should have sounded convincing enough. I must have grabbed his magnet subconsciously while wallowing in my thoughts.
"Okay… If you say so Shiraishi-sensei…" Yokomine-sensei then went out of the staff room with a smirk on her face…
This was not the first time Yokomine-sensei caught her lost in her thoughts. Thoughts about Aizawa-sensei. The other day when she was walking by the heliport, she saw Shiraishi-sensei staring at an unopened can of coffee. Her sixth sense told her that she must have been missing Aizawa-sensei. After all, Aizawa-sensei and Shiraishi-sensei were known for hanging out at the heliport. No one dared to interrupt them.
It has almost been 5 years since Aizawa-sensei left for Toronto. She couldn't blame Shiraishi-sensei for missing him because even she felt his absence. Although EMS was coping well without him, it still felt weird without Aizawa-sensei's snide remarks and harsh criticism.
Shiraishi returned to her desk, only to see a notification for a new email on her computer. She opened it thinking it must be another seminar she had been put in charge of. Little did she know, it was from the HR.
Dr. Aizawa Kousaku will resume duties in EMS from next week onwards.
She blinked twice and stared at the screen again. The day has finally come. The day she waited for has finally come. The news of his return. Why did he not return to neurosurgery instead? After all that is his specialisation…
It was the end of her shift and as she walked home, she came up with a thousand and one possibilities why Aizawa-sensei would return to EMS. Before she even knew it, she arrived at her apartment. Upon opening the door, something caught her eye.
A pair of shoes at the entrance.
The sound of the washing machine running.
The smell of curry and freshly cooked rice.
It can't be.
And then a familiar voice, "Okaeri."
