A.N.: Moshi Moshi everyone! I hope that you all be fine! ;)

After a long time taking courage, I decided post this fic, so that is my first story like an author (although I am a very regular reader hehehe).

I have to confess that I already publish this story in Portuguese (that is my mother language), so isn't just my first story but also is my first try to write in English in all my life, like ever! O.O... So I already apologize for the poor choice of words (not always I will be successful in elaborate the better phrases and it is very possible that I will use the same word over and over again – I hate that!)... And it is very probable that I make many mistakes too, so please be kind and let me know, it is the only way that I can improve (I use four check spellers, but I can let escape some errors, unfortunately). I will translate without any modifications in what happens in the story, although I still think that some things could disappear, I want to maintain the same story in both languages . The only changes will be in the formatting of the text.

I finally understand the sentence "Authors are moved by reviews" 'cause I am really anxious to know what you will think about this story...

I will try to post a chapter each two weeks (English is very hard guys), so the next update will be in 18/11, if all goes right

And after all, I really hope that you guys like it!

Chapter 1

Kotoko's POV

Felt the first of the many tears that she knew would come roll down for her face, while were standing up from the sofa to blow out the candles that was burning since 22:00, looked on the watch, it was almost midnight already.

Was taking a deep breath, trying calm down herself and push away the sad thoughts that always invaded her mind in situations like that. Start to keep the food, cold now, and the ornaments that was put on the table... Anything that would serve to distract her painfully broken heart.

Take her cell and head upstairs to her room, the telephone still displayed the message that had destroyed all the hope that Irie-kun didn't have forgotten their wedding anniversary. Again.

She knew her husband very well, knew that he doesn't was the romantic type and it is okay with that, she loves him exactly like he was, but a gesture of tenderness in a special occasion like today would be asking for too much? Never asks him for presents or that leave her out nor even for shopping, all what she asks was that he come home to have dinner with her... All what she asks was his presence...

She pass the sleeve of her dress through her eyes to push away the tears that was starting to fall over again, when realizes the disaster of what was doing... "Argh, crap! Now I ruined my best dress and the damn make-up that I've had two hours to do! Irie-kun was right, I really am a Baka*!" Running to her suite's bath, she tries to wash the stained sleeve (what just make it worse that already was) and her face to remove all the make-up. Seeing the dress state, gave a deeply sigh and put it to wash... "It is enough of crying for that, in the end it is a silly thing, and so what if he forgets our anniversary? He is a really big and important doctor and have a lot of things in his mind, I need to be supportive and forget about all this!"

And with this positive thought she goes to sleep... And then came the death blow in her determination: stood in front of the bed, simply staring the beautiful box that wrap the gift she had bought to Irie-kun with a gift-card. It was an imported collection of medical books about neurological diseases and another complex subjects... It was extremely expensive and she knew that very well...

Flashback On

She heard her friends' voices with the head down on the table, trying to rest a little in their short time to lunch...

-Don't you think that doing so many extra shifts you will end up becoming a zombie? I know that you want to give that collection to Irie-san, but this will not work if you were dead. – Said Marina, sarcastic like always – You have to take care of yourself, Kotoko-san! – Added Tomoko.

-Marina is right, you are overworking yourself with so many extra shifts, plus the half-time job and all the things that you do with Kotomi-chan! You will be sick or end-up doing something stupid like forget a patient or change someone's medicines! You need to remember that you can't work if you were overtired.

-Oy Keita, it is not as if she doesn't already do that normally, isn't? – Motoki laugh with the others and add – In the truth I think that what you are doing it is really romantic, but we don't want see you sick, okay? – And with a wink get up of the table where everybody was having lunch – Now come on that we have a lot of work today.

-Yes! And thanks for the worry guys, stay cool that I just will need to do so this month, then I already will have the money. Ahhhh I don't see the time to give the gift and see Irie-kun's face... Kotoko was with her hands together and swinging her whole body with very bright and dreamers eyes, and everyone smile, because they knew that she was in her fantasy world again...

Flashback Off

Unfortunately she won't see her husband's face when he received the present... One tear roll down to her face... She worked so hard for please him... Another tear... And he even shows up... She put the box on the table and threw the card in the trash – now the tears were running loose down her face – she would give the present, because was too much expensive to just threw away, but she wouldn't bother to give the beautiful card, write with so much love, in the end, Irie-kun didn't bother with any of this, nor with the surprise dinner, nor with the gift, nor with the card and, in the top of it, he didn't bother with her at all...

And was with this thought that she lay in her bed, hugging her pillow and throwing up all the pain that she was feeling in form of tears, crying desperately until sleep.

Naoki's POV

Entered in the room slowly, the most silently possible to don't wake his wife, not that have made much difference since the last few weeks she had a deep sleep like a bear in the middle of hibernation...

Smiling at the thought, take it his pajamas and go to take the shower that he so deeply wish since the end of the extended, complicated and successful operation. By the way, isn't the insistent invitation from Nishigaki-sensei and the others older surgeons (that were his bosses and/or teachers) to celebrate the result of the procedure, he would come right the way home, to hug his wife and daughter...

His family, that was a motive to truly celebration... He open a huge smile, soon Mi-chan would be 5 years old and looked more like her mother each day, although she had his intelligence (For what Kotoko was always been reminded by Yuuki that, by the way, was completely in love for his niece). Not that he would admit it for anyone beside himself, but in reality, if she grows into at least 10% of her mother's personality he would be more happy than if she come into all his intelligence, because he knew that his life just began after have his wife at his side.

His wife... He was still curious about how much adored to listen the sound of these words... Kotoko had changed his life in a way that he never thought be possible, before her, the world was just a cold and graceless place, everything was always so simple, easy and extreme boring to him... Until her arrived... She brings colors and life to his existence, everything was an adventure with her (and how could not be when you have a mess's magnet at your side)...

He needed to cover the mouth with the hand to suffocate the sound of the laughing that simply came out when he remembers all the silly things that she did, to be sincere, was always restraining himself to not laugh at her side... Like when she and Mi-Chan competed for his attention... he would never admit that he thought it was funny and even liked the situation because if he tells to his daughter that his heart always would be of her mom, his life would be a living hell and... that is weird, "Why this is here?" Said to himself taking the dress from the basket and putting his own clothes in it... "I don't remember of Kotoko talking about going in any party... Well, tomorrow I ask for her"... He then goes to bed and rapidly fall asleep because of all the stress and exhaustion of the day without even realize the gift box on the table...

*Baka: Idiot

A.N.: And that was the first chapter, what you guys think?

Kisses and hugs (XOXO?) and until the next update! (If anyone is reading, what I really doubt kkkkkkkk =/)

Sayonara o/