Painted Black
Disclaimer: Don't own them. Natsuki Takaya does...
Summary: Things are changing. Can Hatori keep up? Slash Ayame/Hatori. Dark and Angsty.
Category: Angst
Pairing: Ayame/Hatori
WARNING: Ayame OOC. But hey he will be out of character because this is the whole point of this fic.
HATORI
Friday. I looked at the watch. 7:30 in the evening.
I looked at my mobile.
It just sat at its usual place at my desk uttering no sound at all.
I looked at it a little longer.
Still… No ringing.
3 weeks. Its been 3 whole weeks since I had any notice from Ayame. No visits, no phone calls, not as much as a single e-mail. And that was highly unusual.
First week was a blessing. I finally managed to get some paper work done. My office was quiet for the first time in months and as the days dragged on I noticed that my patients started to feel… bored. The braver ones even asked about Ayame. There was this little boy that said: "Souma-iishya-san (Doctor Souma), where's the funny 'niisan (big brother) with the big white hair?"
All I managed to say was that I didn't know either. As the days passed, I started to long for him to disrupt my peace. Or even better, the boredom of my office. And so would my patients. They had grown used to Ayame's phone calls in the middle of consults, his occasional visits that would stop all work at the medical facility of the Souma state. Everybody loved it when he came. He brought light to the dark of their despair… and mine. I told myself he would soon show up or call and thus I had stated to wait. Every time the phone rang I kind of expected it to be him.
However…
On Friday night of the third week, I gave up my hopes.
I looked at the phone on my desk which sat side by side to my mobile expecting either of the offending things to ring. I sighed, telling myself to stop acting childishly. Then, I picked up the receiver dialing Ayame's mobile number. It was off. Tried his house also to no avail.
I tried Shigure but he hadn't had any luck on the phone either and hadn't had the time to go searching for Aya at his apartment.
I decided then to pay him a visit at the shop the morning after.
