"Are you sure this will work?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Are you really sure this will work?"

"Yup!"

"Are you extremely-"

"Now Akari-san," Hirato interrupted in amusement. He raised his hand to his hat- but realized it wasn't there, and allowed it to fall gracefully to his side, "It really isn't like you to ask so many questions."

"Shut up!"

"I am extremely, extremely sure this will work." Tsukitachi added cheerfully, placing his hands on Akari's shoulders.

"One hundred percent?" Akari demanded.

"One hundred percent!" Tsukitachi grinned.

Akari frowned, glancing down at himself. "I look ridiculous."

"You look normal." Tsukitachi pointed out helpfully. He tilted his top hat, lips curling in amusement. It seemed to be the only thing left of his normal ensemble- he was clothed in a black button down shirt with a red blazer and light blue jeans with a brown belt. "And! We're dressed like you! We're wearing casual clothes anyway. So you're not alone!"

"Right." Akari said sarcastically as he fingered absently at the collar of his dark blue shirt.

"Yup! You can't expect to go out on a date wearing your usual attire, right?"

"It's not a date!"

"Then what is it then?" Tsukitachi asked curiously.

"An…outing." Akari said.

"Right. An outing." Hirato sounded like he was trying not to laugh. He adjusted the dark blue tie on his blue shirt which contrasted with his brown striped blazer and long pants which had the same design. "You can't go out on an outing in your lab coat, can you, Akari-san?"

Akari whirled, glaring, "Stop mocking me!"

"Woah, calm down Akari-chan!" Tsukitachi held up his hands, "Hirato is just being honest! What would Yogi-kun say if you wore your lab coat? He would think you're going to experiment on him!"

"…Tch!"

"Right, so since Akari-chan agrees," Tsukitachi smiled widely and steered the reluctant doctor towards the door, "He should proceed with the plan, ne?"

"This is not going to work." Akari deadpanned.

"It is, it is!" Tsukitachi was undaunted. He grinned, "Trust us!" Akari stared at him, and he blinked, "Well, if you can't trust Hirato, trust me!"

"I'm hurt." Hirato sighed, hand to his heart. "Akari-san. I put away my hat for you, you know? So you would feel less lonely in your new attire."

"You bastards don't have an ounce of my trust." Akari said bluntly, but he turned and moved forward to the door at the end.

"How the hell did this happen?"

"Why are you bastards here?!"

"Yo Akari-chan!" Tsukitachi said cheerfully, holding up a bottle of wine, "Want some?"

"No!" Akari stormed into the room, jabbing a finger at the two men who blinked at him, "What I want is some peace and quiet and that requires you two to exit my office right this instant!"

"Woah." Tsukitachi said, mouth open. He blinked. "You're more blunt than usual. Did something happen?"

"Indeed. You seem stressed." Hirato said. "Akari-san."

Akari twitched, "It's none of your business." He said, "If I'm stressed it's because of the presence of you two – I have this instinctive reaction and crisis evading technique-"

"That causes all your cells to die in our presence as a sign of alarm," Tsukitachi drawled, waving his hand, "Right, right. But besides that, what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Akari deadpanned, letting himself fall down on the couch in a way that was not very elegant and that caused Hirato and Tsukitachi to stare. "What?"

Hirato and Tsukitachi exchanged a look, and Akari growled, "What are you two bastards plotting now?"

"You think it's that time of the month?" Tsukitachi whispered.

"That can't be." Hirato murmured back. "That only applies for women. Like Eva. So unless there's something Akari-san isn't telling us…" He smirked, "It really must be too much stress."

"The only possible time of the month is Akari-san's checkup for Yogi every month."

"Yup. Maybe that's why he's annoyed?"

"Perhaps. Or…"

"Or?"

"Hey!" Akari barked.

"Sorry Akari-chan!" Tsukitachi gave a sheepish smile, "Give us a moment, will you?"

"You can have all the time you want outside this room!"

"Now don't be like that!" Tsukitachi called back, then turned to Hirato, "Or what?"

"Oh I don't know," Hirato said casually, tilting his top hat down to hide his eyes, "But it seems like Akari-san is acting like…he just got jilted."

"What?" Tsukitachi's eyes widened. "Really?!"

"Yeah."

"…Want to find out?"

"Great minds think alike, don't they?"

"You two!" Akari stood up in anger.

"Now sit down, Akari-chan!" Tsukitachi said with a reassuring smile.

"Yes. We can't talk civilly if you're standing." Hirato added, looking up at Akari, "Can we?"

Akari frowned, but sat down like the mature adult he was, crossing his arms. "What is it?"

"Oh nothing." Tsukitachi said with a bright smile, "Aren't you glad? We're just here to keep you company!"

"…Get out. Now."

"But we came all this way for you!" Tsukitachi pouted as Hirato sighed. "Won't you at least have some wine?"

"If I drink the damned wine, will you get out?"

"Certainly." Hirato agreed amiably.

"Fine." Akari inhaled. He snatched the bottle away from Tsukitachi and poured the wine down his throat.

"Woah." Tsukitachi's mouth was open and Hirato blinked. They watched as Akari finished the bottle of wine and slammed it down onto the table, exhaling.

"H-Happy?"

"Very." Hirato smiled cheerfully. He held out another bottle, "Why don't you have another?"

Akari glared, but snatched it away- more forcefully than he did Tsukitachi's, and the two men watched in amusement as the doctor proceeded to pour another bottle of wine down his throat.

"He's really going to get drunk."

"That is the point."

"Heh."

"Ugh," Akari grimaced, but still seemed coherent enough to shoot the two plotting men a glare, "We…had a deal. Get out now."

"Are you drunk, Akari-chan?" Tsukitachi asked, expression one of concern.

"No!"

"Really?" Hirato said curiously, "What did you do today then?"

"The usual!"

"What is the usual?"

"Paperwork, paperwork and more paperwork!"

"So much paperwork?" Tsukitachi said sympathetically, "No wonder you're so stressed!"

"Don't you have patients?" Hirato asked.

"Of course I do! And today was Yogi's checkup and he ran away and I wasted so much time finding him!"

"Ohhh…" Tsukitachi said in sympathy. He gave Hirato a quick wink, making an abstract gesture. Hirato smirked.

"Doesn't he know I'm a very busy man?! So many checkups and he still runs away from me! He always stares at my shoes! Are my shoes that interesting?! He can't even look me in the eye!"

Akari was flailing a little in an amusing way that caused Tsukitachi to grin and Hirato to cough, and hide his smile with his hand, "Why do you want Yogi to look you in the eye?"

"Why? Why?!" Akari scowled. He flung his hand out, "It's annoying when he doesn't look at me!"

"Why is it annoying when he doesn't look at you?" Tsukitachi smiled, leaning his chin on his hand, "Akari-chan is not really a people person, right? I mean, you would rather us not look at you, right? Akari-chan is a loner, isn't he?"

"I would be very satisfied if you two don't look at me." Akari managed to deadpan in his drunken state. He scoffed, "But Yogi- he's supposed to look at me! Eye contact is important! But he's still scared of me! After all these years!" He stood up, starting to pace with a scowl on his face, "It's irritating!"

"Heh…but lots of people are scared of Akari-san." Hirato pointed out leisurely, "You have this…imposing presence. Why would Yogi be any different?"

"Just how long have I known Yogi for?" Akari demanded, eyes narrowing dangerously. He turned away, "Since back then! I was trying to help him, to heal him, and now he's terrified of me?!" He ranted, "Do you know how it feels like when the one you like is scared of you?!"

"Well, I must apologize," Hirato said in bemusement and Tsukitachi looked at him. He smiled wryly, "The one I like is definitely not scared of me."

"Exactly! So you don't know how it feels! So don't you dare-"

"Yes, it must be a horrible feeling," Tsukitachi intervened before the captain and doctor could get into another conflict. "But that's why we're here! Now that we know the problem we can do something about it! Isn't that great?"

"Indeed." Hirato pushed his glasses up, "Perhaps I could have a talk with Yogi-"

"Oh no. No no no!" Akari whirled, and stomped towards Hirato, glaring at him with hazy eyes, "Don't you dare."

"Ah no matter how drunk you are, you'll always dislike me, huh?" Hirato sighed, spreading his hands, "I'm only trying to help, you know."

"Your help is not appreciated, Hirato!"

"You hurt my feelings."

"Um…"

The three tall men turned to the door, where a blond with messy hair stood, peeking in unsurely. "Sorry. I knocked but there was no reply so I just came in." He slithered along the wall into the room. "A-Akari-sensei, you left this behind," he held out the paper with a shaking hand, swallowed, then shifted his gaze to Hirato, "I'm sorry for overhearing, but what did you want to talk to me about, Hirato-san?"

"How much did you overhear?!"

"E-Eh?" Yogi said. He looked up at Akari, then grimaced and immediately looked down again. "Um…the part where Tsukitachi-san said it was a horrible feeling?" He paused, staring unsurely. "I'm sorry. Did I interrupt something?"

Akari stared, and Hirato smiled, looking at Yogi. "Perfect timing, Yogi. I do have something important to talk to you about," he stood up elegantly, "So, Akari-san, I'll be leaving this room with Yogi right now-"

"Hirato!" Akari reached out and grabbed Hirato's arm, staring at him with almost pleading eyes. "Don't."

"Listen to Akari-chan." Tsukitachi said lazily, "Even when drunk, he makes sense."

"Oh Akari-san, I'm afraid you misunderstand," Akari stared and Hirato smirked, meeting his eyes, "I do have a certain…fondness for cute blondes."

"…Hirato!"

"Hirato," Tsukitachi whined, "Akari-chan doesn't like many things besides his work, you know? He doesn't even like us! Don't steal something he likes away from him!"

"Fine." Hirato conceded. He gently detached Akari's hand from his arm then walked back, sitting back down, "But Akari-san, you better make your move soon or someone may steal what you like away from you." He said. "Right, Yogi?"

"Eh?" Yogi said in confusion, surprised he was being addressed. He bit his lip, "Um, I don't know what Akari-sensei likes, but…I wish him all the best?"

Akari, Hirato and Tsukitachi looked at him, and Hirato smirked. "How cute." He said. "Wouldn't you agree, Akari-san?"

"Shut up." Akari retorted. He inhaled, then walked towards Yogi, who took a step back.

"Akari-sensei…?"

"You came to return me that, right?"

"Uh yeah." Yogi said hesitantly. He stretched out his hand with the paper, unable to meet Akari's eyes, "H-Here…"

"Thanks." Akari said, his fingers touching Yogi's as he moved to take the paper. Yogi stared as the doctor clasped his hand. "Yogi…"

"A-Akari-sensei…?"

"I…"

"Ahem." Hirato coughed loudly and Akari instinctively shot him a glare, "Don't look at me like that, Akari-san. Please be aware of what you're doing, even if you're drunk."

"Eh?" Yogi's eyes widened as he looked up, "Akari-sensei is drunk?!"

Akari stared. "You're looking at me." He said. His hand was still on Yogi's.

"Ohhh." Tsukitachi observed in amusement, his eyes impressed, "You're a pretty good matchmaker, Hirato."

Hirato smirked, "I am, aren't I?" He said, adjusting his top hat with a single finger, "How surprising."

Akari stared at him for so long that Yogi flushed and quickly looked back down. "I'm sorry!" He shouted, averting his gaze, "That was rude of me." He took his hand back and backed away rapidly, "I'll just be going now-!"

"Wait!" Akari said, reaching out for Yogi.

"Eh? Aka-uwah!"

"…Now this is interesting." Tsukitachi said as he observed the position Akari and Yogi were in.

Yogi stared at Akari, who stared back at him. The doctor stared at the blonde, who suddenly seemed to realize who exactly had fallen on top of him and was pinning him to the floor.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Tears of fright filled Yogi's eyes and he brought his arms up to shield himself, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Akari-sensei! Don't touch me! Please don't hurt me!"

"I'm not going to hurt you." Akari said. He reached out, trying to get Yogi to look at him, "Yogi. It's my fault- somehow I tripped-ow!"

Yogi stared at the doctor who was no longer on top of him, for he had pushed him away rather violently. He squeaked, then scrambled to his feet, holding out his hands, not daring to look at Akari, "I'M SORRY!" He said loudly. "I'm so so sorry, it was an instinctive reaction, I didn't mean to- I mean I'll just stop talking now and I'm leaving now and I'M SORRY AKARI-SENSEI AND I'LL SEE YOU ANOTHER TIMEEEEEE!"

"Wait Yogi-"

But Yogi was already gone with a slam of the door. Akari stared, as Tsukitachi's voice sounded. "Well, that went…well."

"Why…" Akari was dazed, "Do I feel like I just got rejected?"

"Because you did?" Hirato suggested.

Akari groaned and buried his face in his hands.

"Hey Hirato," Tsukitachi nudged the other captain, "I think we finally broke Akari-chan."

"Is that so."

"Yup. What shall we do?"

"Hm."

"He hates me." Akari said in a tone the two captains had never heard him use before. "He really hates me." He repeated miserably. "Yeah, back then he said he hated me, didn't he?"

"Akari-chan-"

"First these two bastards came in and got me drunk-I'm drunk am I – they killed my cells with stress and they got me drunk and they made me confess- no that bastard Hirato stopped me from confessing- and I'm still drunk and I was dizzy and I fell onto Yogi – and he was terrified and he pushed me away! What did I ever do to deserve this?!" Akari took a rare moment to bemoan, "And I'm still drunk! My head is spinning, my brain cells are dying and those two bastards aren't still out of the room and I chased Yogi out of the room!"

"Is that an implication we should leave?" Tsukitachi asked Hirato.

"Perhaps." Hirato said.

"I told you, he really is stressed!"

"More like lovesick." Hirato said in bemusement. "And drunk."

"Heartbroken!" Tsukitachi threw his hands up, then blinked in realization, "Just like that time!"

"Eh?"

"You know, when you made him wear the mascot! No wonder he was so pissed! You embarrassed him in front of the one he liked!"

"Oh. So I did."

Akari gave a sound which sounded like a sniff, and Tsukitachi panicked, "Ah Akari-chan, don't cry!"

"I'm not crying!" Akari turned to glare with half lidded eyes, "I'm drunk and I'm dizzy and I'm miserable and I've been rejected-"

"Lovesick, heartbroken-" Hirato added in an attempt to be helpful.

"My brain cells are dying and I'm not really thinking and I'm stressed because your very existence makes me stressed and I still have paperwork to do because I was chasing Yogi and I couldn't confess and yet I was rejected even though I didn't even confess-"

"Are you alright, Akari-chan?" Tsukitachi asked.

"Do you think I'm alright?!" Akari bellowed. He stood up shakily, walking towards the couch on unsteady legs, "Enough!" He grabbed at his peach hair, a glower in his eyes, "I'm going to sleep right this instant so you two get out right NOW!"

"Okay okay." Tsukitachi stood up along with Hirato. He smiled. "Right, we've accomplished what we came here to do!"

"Indeed." Hirato smiled. He bowed, "Have a good rest, Akari-san."

"Sweet dreams!" Tsukitachi added cheerfully as they made their way out of the door.

"Shut up!" Akari shouted. That was the last thing he said before his body swayed and his consciousness left him, causing him to collapse onto the couch, unaware of the two pairs of scheming eyes.

"Ugh…just what the hell did they do to me last night?"

Akari clutched at his head, scowling at the pain. His phone signalled that he got a message and he accessed it, scowl deepening when he saw that it was from Hirato. Why should he even see what that scheming bastard had to say?

But in the case that it was something important that Circus was actually doing (even though it was a very low probability judging by the frivolity of the Captains of the two Ships), he reluctantly opened the message.

Dear Lovely Akari-san.

Akari twitched, and forced himself to continue reading.

I'm sure you're wondering what happened last night. Heh. Well it is quite a long but entertaining story, so I have kindly prepared the answer to your question in this helpful piece of…music. Akari-san, you are certainly…interesting when you're drunk.

Akari scowled and was about to delete the message when the last sentences caught his eye.

Before you delete the message and 'evidence', keep in mind that this is just a sample. The real evidence is kept safely with us. I would suggest, Akari-san, that you listen to it or I shall send it to a certain…blonde patient of yours. Who also happens to be someone under my charge. I'm sure you know he would not ignore my message. In fact, he would be delighted.

…Impossible.

Without hesitation, Akari pressed the play button- and spent the next few minutes frozen on the spot, staring in horror as he listened to his own voice from the phone.

Doctors and nurses and assistants scrambled out of the way of their tall and imposing leader as he strode through the corridor, cowering in the aura of fury he exuded but whispering to each other anyway.

"Hey, what's up with Akari-sensei?"

"He seems scarier than usual!"

"Do you think he met with Hirato-san again?"

"Oh I wish I got to meet with Hirato-san!"

"He's so cool and charming!"

"Such a gentleman!"

"His hair is a mess!"

"He looks-"

"Gah! Don't say it!"

"Yeah, it's impossible right?! That man's a workaholic!"

"And if he really did it, he wouldn't look so pissed!"

"Maybe he got dumped! Hahaha!"

"That's impossible too! Does that guy even like anyone?!"

"That's right! If he had a girlfriend, I would bow down and kiss her feet! She would be such an admirable, strong woman! To survive his presence everyday…"

"His personality sucks, but he isn't bad looking, especially with his hair like that."

"Shhh! He's coming this way!"

"Formation Alpha!"

"A-Ah Akari-sensei-!"

"Later!" Akari barked and made the nurses jolt, "Whatever it is, I'll hear it later!"

"A-Ahh…" his assistant cowered, "But Akari-sensei, it's from Hirato-san-"

"That bastard that I'm going to see right now?"

"Y-Yes. He mentioned that it's important that you discuss with him about, um, I quote, 'the patient you seem to be quite fond of'."

Akari twitched.

"A-And he mentioned you must see him immediately, or…" the assistant blanched at Akari's glare. He bowed his head, "I-I'm sorry! I was only delivering a message!"

"It's fine." Akari exhaled, then growled, "That Hirato…he wouldn't dare…"

"A-Akari-sensei?"

"Yogi…"

"Yogi?"

Akari started, then cleared his throat and turned away. "I'm going to the Second Ship." He said curtly. "I'll be back."

"Yes!"

"Yogi?" The three nurses voiced as Akari strode heavily away.

"Isn't that the super cute guy with blonde hair?"

"Yeah, that fighter of the Second Ship!"

"He's so charming- well not as charming as Hirato-san of course!"

"Fond of him? That cute guy's terrified of Akari-sensei!"

"Yeah, he smiles at us, but when Akari-sensei is nearby, he goes all stiff with shock!"

"I heard Akari-sensei takes out his anger on him when Hirato-san makes him angry!"

"Another thing to admire Hirato-san for! He's the only one who dares to go against Akari-sensei!"

"But do you think…Akari-sensei is fond of him?"

"Eh?"

"Well he does seem to go to see him a lot…"

"Isn't that because he's his patient?"

"Yeah! It's impossible for Akari-sensei to be fond of anyone!"

"But that expression on his face just now…he almost looked worried!"

"Worried? Akari-sensei? When people are dying he doesn't even seem worried! He's always cool and calm!"

"That's why it's so surprising! Do you think he…likes Yogi?"

"What!?"

"Seriously?!"

"W-Well Akari-sensei is so proud and selfish- so the only thing that would make him worried is something about himself, right?!"

"But that means…"

"He's gay?!"

"Well it's just an assumption!"

"He did say 'I keep my distance from women'…"

"So that's his weakness!"

"Yogi?"

"No! Akari-sensei doesn't deserve Yogi-kun! Yogi-kun is so bright and happy and Akari-sensei is so cold and dreary! And Yogi-kun is terrified of him!"

"…Opposites attract?"

"More importantly, this is great! I don't care about his sexual orientation but we finally have the perfect blackmail material!"

"Ah, is that why he's so pissed? Hirato-san is blackmailing him!"

"Way to go, Hirato-san!"

"Ah how surprising…Akari-sensei seems to have a heart after all!"

"Poor Yogi-kun."

"Ah, good timing, Akari-san." Hirato looked up, giving a cheerful smile as he gestured to the screen, "I was just about to-"

"Press that button and I'll kill you!"

"…What a scandalous thing for someone who saves lives to say," Hirato sighed, but took his finger away from the button which indicated, 'SEND'. He watched in amusement as Akari stared at the visuals which projected his phone's activity, at Yogi's smiling face and messy blonde hair and happy grin. He tapped the image to enlarge it, though Akari noticed the word he dreaded, 'SEND', was still in sight. "Ah, do you like it? Yogi-kun put his picture there himself. He's certainly quite adorable, isn't he?"

Akari scowled, and Hirato smirked, "Could it be, you're jealous, Akari-san?" He tilted his top hat up, "If you want, I could give him your phone and say it's mine, and he'll put his picture there- oh but you don't even have his contact number, do you?"

"…What the hell do you want?"

Hirato smiled pleasantly, gesturing with an elegant hand, the other hand moving dangerously close to the dreadful word that was under Yogi's smiling picture, 'SEND'.

"Have a seat, Akari-san. Tsukitachi will be arriving soon."

Yes, he really hated Hirato. The bastard had blackmailed him into this- into this ridiculous plan- Tsukitachi perhaps he could believe since he was like that towards everyone but Hirato- he would swear that man had a secret grudge against him.

And Hirato- despite being the bastard he was- or because he was the bastard he was- had somehow gotten Yogi to admire him. Not respect- Akari knew respect was natural for the Captain of the Second Ship – he would admit he did respect Hirato (but he didn't admire him), but admiration. Yogi admired Hirato, Akari could see the admiration in his eyes when he looked at his Captain- and the fear in his eyes when he turned to him.

Akari swallowed, brushed the troublesome thoughts away, adjusted his coat, and reached out to open the door.

"Come on, Gareki-kun!"

"No."

"But why?!"

"Because it's lame and I don't want to."

"Eh?! Going out with me is lame?! G-Gareki-kun do you hate me-"

"Stop saying that!" Gareki said in annoyance, glaring at Yogi who flinched and drew back, "Why do you want to go out anyway?!"

"Because I'm bored! And Gareki-kun and I don't spend enough time together-"

"We spend more than enough time together!"

"But-"

"Why don't you go out with Nai?"

"Eh?" Nai perked up, blinking, "Me?"

Yogi flushed, "Nai-chan and I have already gone out a lot!" Gareki moved to speak, and he added, "As have I and Tsukumo-chan! But Gareki-kun and I have never gone out together before!" He sniffed sadly.

"Don't you have work to do?" Gareki said bitingly. Yogi blinked and he said, "You know, for Circus?"

"Not today!" Yogi grinned brightly.

"Hirato gave us a day off." Tsukumo explained.

"Yup! Ah, Hirato-san is so kind!" Yogi said excitedly, "I think he said he had something important to do today, regarding his personal life…"

"That shitty four eyes has a personal life?" Gareki said dubiously.

"Gareki-kun!"

"What?"

"Won't you go out with me?" Yogi clasped his hands, staring pleadingly, "Please?"

"Hm." Gareki said, and Yogi's eyes lit up. He smirked. "No."

Yogi sniffed, tears gathering in his eyes. "G-Gareki-kun…"

Gareki twitched. "Fine!" He said in frustration, "I'll-"

"Yogi."

Everyone turned to stare at the doctor at the door who for once, wasn't dressed like a doctor. Yogi choked at the sight of him, and immediately looked away. "A-Akari-sensei?!"

Akari raised an eyebrow, "Circus really has free time, huh?" He said dryly.

"A-Ah, no!" Yogi said nervously, not looking at Akari. He held out his hands, "This is just, well, Hirato-san gave us a day off! S-So…"

"Really."

"Eeek!" Gareki started as Yogi dove for cover behind him.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

"Yes, Yogi. What are you doing?" Akari didn't sound very happy.

"Um, this is j-just," Yogi stuttered as he hid behind Gareki, stubbornly resisting the boy who tried to push him away, "A-Akari-s-sensei this i-isn't about yesterday…i-is it?"

Akari regarded him with narrowed eyes, "What do you think?"

"Uwahhhh…" Yogi whimpered, tears coming to his eyes as he ducked his head. "I-I'm really sorry! I really didn't mean to!" He sobbed, "Don't kill me!"

Gareki resisted the urge to roll his eyes, directing his gaze to the doctor. "Why are you here?" He asked bluntly.

"I require a companion," Akari said simply, crossing his arms. "Yogi, go out with me."

"E-Ehhhhhhh?!" Yogi choked on thin air as everyone stared, "A-Akari-sensei-"

"Today is my…day off," Akari said slowly, "And I want someone whose company I can tolerate. Unfortunately, you are the only person available."

"Woah, woah!" Tsukitachi seemed to pop up out of nowhere. Everyone except Akari stared at the Captain of the First Ship who was dressed casually in a way they had never seen him before, "Now Akari-chan, that isn't the way we discussed-Owwwww!"

"You shut up!" Akari barked as he drew his fist back, trying to ignore the warmth on his cheeks, "Go and entertain Hirato!"

"B-But you're doing it all wrong-"

"Tsuki-tachi."

"Uwahhh! Okay, I get it!" Tsukitachi said and departed quickly, "Hirato! Akari-chan is scaryyyy!"

"Akari-san," Hirato's amused voice seemed to come out of nowhere, "You really shouldn't scare the one-"

"Hirato."

"…My apologies. Of course Akari-san is more experienced than us. Shall we leave, Tsukitachi?"

"Wait for me, Hirato! Ah, Akari-chan's fist is hard!"

"Ignore them." Akari said to Yogi, who was peeking out from behind Gareki. "So, Yogi."

"Eh? W-Well I-"

"'Would love to go out with you since I'm bored and have nothing to do'" Gareki drawled lazily. Everyone looked at him and he smirked, pulling Yogi out roughly from behind him. "Isn't that right?"

"Eh?!"

"Is that so." Akari said in relief.

Yogi flinched, lowering his hands. "I-Um…I'm actually going out with Gareki-kun-"

"Was going to go out with Gareki-kun, but unfortunately Gareki-kun has already made a prior appointment," Gareki corrected lazily, "Right, Nai?"

"Eh?" Nai blinked. "We're going out?"

Gareki looked at him, "You don't want to?"

"I want to!" Nai corrected quickly, beaming happily. "Yay! I'm going out with Gareki-kun!"

Gareki smiled fondly, and Nai said, "We should bring Tsukumo-chan along too! Right, Tsukumo-chan?!"

"Sure." Gareki said easily.

"It sounds fun." Tsukumo smiled.

"T-That's unfair, Gareki-kun!" Yogi whined, sniffing and wiping his eyes, "What about me?!"

"You're already occupied with someone," Gareki smirked tauntingly at him, gesturing to Akari, "Aren't you?"

"B-But-"

Akari sighed, "If you don't want to, just say so." He said, and turned, "Then, I'm leaving-"

"Ah, w-wait!" Without thinking, Yogi reached out to grab Akari's wrist. Akari turned and stared at him and he squeaked, looking away, "That is, I…if Akari-sensei really wants me-"

"Yeah." Akari said, staring at Yogi. "I do."

"T-Then…um, I guess," Yogi quickly let go of Akari's wrist, flushing as he looked away, "W-Will-u-um…u-uh…"

"Go out with you." Gareki deadpanned, staring in disbelief at the usually bright but now shy blonde, "Really. You're pathetic."

"G-Gareki-kun!" Yogi said in a scandalized tone.

"What?"

"Then," Akari said, and Yogi started as the doctor grabbed hold of his hand, "Let's go."

Yogi let out a choked sound, but let Akari drag him out of the room. Gareki, Nai and Tsukumo stared after them.

"Where is Yogi-kun going?" Nai asked.

"On a date." Gareki replied.

"Date?" Nai blinked.

"Yeah. With Akari-sensei who scares him." Gareki smirked, "Serves him right."

Nai pouted, "Gareki-kun is mean!"

"Whatever."

"I'm worried." Tsukumo voiced. She looked at Gareki and Nai, "Should we follow them?"

"Huh?"

"That's right! Yogi-kun looked really scared!" Nai pointed out. "We should follow them!"

"Do we have to?" Gareki said skeptically.

"Gareki-kun!"

"What-ugh, fine," Gareki sighed as Nai gave him something which looked like a glare, hand coming up to clutch at his black locks of hair, "We'll follow them and make sure he doesn't dissect Yogi for one of his experiments."

"Eh?" Nai asked, puzzled.

Tsukumo nodded, "While I do not hold the same opinion of Akari-sensei, this is indeed an important moment in Yogi's life," she smiled, "We should follow them to make sure everything is alright."

"Yeah, yeah. Seriously…how did it turn out to this?" Gareki muttered under his breath, "And here I thought I got rid of him."

Neither Tsukumo nor Nai seemed to hear him. Gareki looked up, shrugged his shoulders then pointed lazily forward.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go."