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Ch-2

Nowaki's birthday was the sole topic which was running in Hiroki's mind; it was the 26th birthday of now a full time pediatrician. Only problem Hiroki faced was Nowaki who had no demands. The sappy fool was contented to be with his Hiro-san and do something pervert later in night. With this thought Hiroki woke up with his grumpy thoughts. Soon he followed the smell coming from kitchen, pancakes, coffee and pudding. Hiroki was about to drink his coffee when Nowaki took the cup from behind and pointed the washroom to Hiroki with a kiss on the cheek.

"Aye aye, I just smelled the coffee." said a half woken Hiroki entering the washroom.

"I know my love" smiled Nowaki.

After brushing his teeth and cleansing his face, emerged a brown wavy head and attacked his pancakes and drank the coffee. It was Saturday and Hiroki had no work, Nowaki had an afternoon shift so today both had each other for cuddling. Soon Hiroki walked over to Nowaki who was reading the newspaper and snuggled on the couch. Soon the large hands were pulling Hiroki closer. Hiroki was practically clinging to Nowaki's shoulder and gulping his pudding with a blush. Sometimes all they needed was each other in silence.

After a while Nowaki made more space for his lover, who was deep in love with his pudding. It was a rare sight for Nowaki, Hiroki was forever cute and beautiful to him, but today Hiroki was epitome of sweetness. His lips pouted and licking the spoon and his wavy hair falling on the eyes and those legs hugging his body made Hiroki simply an adorable being. Soon Hiroki realized he was ogled and looked up showing a slight blush.

"Oye Nowaki what are you reading?"

"Aa Hiro-san I am just glancing at headlines."

"Okay"

"Hiro-san.."

"Yes"

"Have you read this poet?"

"Which poet you are talking about?"

"Kusama Haki "

"May be one or two, why do you ask, you love poetry now?" asked a surprised Hiroki

"Hiro-san he has same surname as mine, he might be from Kusama orphanage?"

"Oh, no I guess I read he was from somewhere far"

"Well far or near, his poetry has got recognition and critical acclaim. Apparently he is the new Akihiko Usami of the poetry world. Another critic said this poet speaks of love in the most unconventional way. He is also nominated for Naomi award and is the toughest contender".

"What Naomi and Usami Akihiko of poetry critics got dumber?"

"Yes"

"That's a huge honour for a budding poet"

"Look Hiro-san he publishes from Murakawa Publishing too"

"Murakawa always makes star writers, I don't know about poets ever wining Naomi"

"Let's hope he wins Hiro-san"

"Me too brat, me too"

Soon the conversation changed to various topics and finally both ended up in bed.

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Nowaki got ready and started for his afternoon shift; Hiroki had some pending work so he walked for nearby library. The both parted at the intersection.

Soon Nowaki was at his chamber, when his oldest patient not by age but by number came in with her mother. Matsumoto Kho bought her daughter Hinamori for their bi-monthly check ups, mother-daughter duo were Nowaki's greatest fan. Hinamori first came to him when she was two and half year and now the girl was running in her seventh year. From then Matsumoto had become a frequent visitor and friend of Nowaki, often meeting each other for a quick snack or talk as Matsumoto worked in Murakawa Publishing house which was near the hospital and Hinamori got a special place in Nowaki's heart. The relation between Matsumoto and Nowaki was like brother and sister. She had always helped him with his personal problems so did Nowaki. Hiroki was aware of this mother daughter duo who would often take the conversation time. Soon Hinamori jumped to Nowaki's lap and told him about her days in school. Nowaki knew basic thing about Matsumoto's personal life but never delved into details nor did he know Hinamori's father. Matsumoto asked Nowaki about his lover but she never went into intimate discussion, yes both helped each other but they never asserted anything. They spoke many things but the people they cared or didn't want to talk about were hardly spoken about.

"So Matsumoto-san, I saw a new poet got nominated for Namoi from your publication house" spoke Nowaki while checking Hinamori.

"Yes, he is a good poet a very rare command of words and style, but honest, this kind of talent is rare the last time I saw this kind of talent was my junior in college, wonder how is the boy now"

"He must be fine, your junior I mean. Have you ever met him, this poet?"

"Oh No Nowaki-kun, only his editor knows his true Identity, the poet is very shy and private person"

"I see, people with Intellectual bend tend to shy like my lover"

"Aww yes they do, they do it for people around them and loved ones, that's what I have learned in my years of editing and meeting writers, poet, mangaka's. Hopefully we will see him at the Naomi award ceremony"

"Enough chit-chat with mom, Doctor Now" said ever grinning Hinamori. (Doctor Now stuck when Hinamori could hardly talk, so they still followed it)

"Aye aye Princess, you look healthy, just don't trip and fall like mommy okay"

"Yes Doctor Now, mommy trips all the time"

"I know she does"

"Last Sunday she hit my boggy bunny, yesterday she broke the lamp, today she fell from sofa."

"Oh my God Matsumoto-sama you are record holder"

"Stop embarrassing your awesome mother Hinamori, you love it when I trip so that you can boss over me my sugarchip"

"Yes mommy I am your sugarchip dipped in maple syrup and spread on cookie" sang Hinamori.

"Nowaki I need to have a private talk with you, can you engage Hinamori in something" said a concerned Matsumoto, who was looking at a distracted Hinamori.

"Hina-chan, let's take you to new library for kids."

"Okay, we have good books?"

"Yes we have princess" Nowaki called a nurse who took her to library.

"So let us begin"

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In similar way Hiroki never knew the Mother-Daughter duo's name. He was least bothered to find it, he was happy Nowaki was happy and his patients loved him. Hiroki was proud of Nowaki and nothing mattered. Sitting in the library Hiroki got a text message saying about the meeting with mother-daughter duo. "The kid is too sweet Hiro-san". This made Hiroki happy as well as sad. Hiroki knew they could mostly never have kids, and adopting was going to be difficult. He wanted Nowaki to be happy hence he wrote back, "I am jealous of the baby, take good care of the princess brat and I am going to meet someone so will talk to you later. I love you." Hiroki was also relaxed that Nowaki was busy and away from his slutty senpai. So the little sad Hiroki was deep back to his mood. Hiroki was in library to meet someone; soon the person was opposite the table. It was going to be a long conversation.

Hiroki walked home little later, on his way he entered the bookshop where he found the book "Color of wind" written by Kusama . He flipped throw the pages and smelled it and kept it back. He ended up buying the latest book by Usami Akihiko. He knew the story as he was the first hand editor, but he liked the book after it was edited by Aikawa the Devil. He had a respect for the woman; she never missed the tiniest details. Hiroki's work was to correct the obvious flaws and alter the word patterns and arrange the paragraphs. But she gave the books a life from the cover to front to the proper division of paragraphs and the minute details which the critics found out first. She polished the books to diamond, there was no doubt why she freaked out and chased Usami: she was the best in business. There was no doubt Akihiko was a brilliant writer he was a master storyteller. All storytellers need a medium and Aikawa was that medium. Hiroki was also impressed that Usami's improvement was vast ever since that kid moved in with him. The often found themes of emptiness and void in the books had got more layers and color. Misaki was truly his muse; Hiroki couldn't stop chuckling at the thought of a Male Muse.

Hiroki was late to reach their apartment, as soon as he entered something felt wrong. Nowaki always gave a positive vibe and Hiroki could feel it. The apartment was gloomy when Nowaki was gloomy. Right now the apartment was far from being happy. He found Nowaki sitting on the couch and staring at the ceiling. In general Nowaki would jump on Hiroki, pull him into a kiss and hug him hard as if to feel the presence of Hiroki. Today Nowaki did not notice, his Hiro-san was standing beside him with deep concern. Hiroki did not utter anything he went to kitchen and emptied the grocery and refilled the fridge, and pulled the butterscotch pudding out. Nowaki still did not notic his presence, now Hiroki was really worried. Not knowing what to do Hiroki went and stood in front of Nowaki offering the pudding.

"I am Home NOWAKI".

"Oh, sorry, Welcome home Hiro-san."

"Here eat it"

"Thanks"

"Oye what happened?"

"Nothing Hiro-san, hard day at work."

"Stop lying to me brat, even if you had a hard day, you would be sappy little brat and notice I was home. But you didn't my love. Now spit it out"

"Hiro-san, sorry, I don't want to cause you trouble"

"Trouble? You staring at empty ceiling and acting weird is trouble to me. Fool if you don't speak, I feel I did something to hurt you. I don't want to pester you but if you don't tell me I feel left out and if I fail to support you I fail us. But since you don't want to talk now, tell me later okay. Now eat it."

"Hiro-san its nothing like that"

"Sshh, eat"

Hiroki sat down on the couch deliberately leaving no space between him and Nowaki. Both did not talk but silently ate the pudding. After they were done eating, Nowaki was again lost in his thoughts. Hiroki having no thoughts pulled Nowaki to his lap. Nowaki was startled but let Hiroki do what he wanted. Soon Nowaki was falling into a sleep; his head was being rubbed and caressed by the hands which smelt ink and pudding. Hiroki kept running his hands throw the messy black hair in and out. He wanted Nowaki to relax and have a peaceful sleep. Soon he found Nowaki was asleep like a baby and holding his waist. Hiroki did nothing but kept running his hand and watched sleeping Nowaki. Soon Hiroki was asleep too, he had his own problems, but it could wait, Nowaki was all that mattered most. He had to keep Nowaki happy and he had a birthday to plan which was a week away. But now everything could wait his Nowaki was resting.

Hiroki woke up and found Nowaki still holding tight around his waist, he did not wake him, but kept staring at his young lover. But Nowaki's Hiroki senses told him to wake up. After few minutes later Hiroki didn't see it coming, his giant was hugging him like a baby. Hiroki hugged him back. Nowaki pulled Hiroki into a kiss, the kiss was urgent and Hiroki did not resist. Next moment Nowaki was exploring inside his mouth and Hiroki was doing the same.

"Let's go to bedroom Nowaki" Nowaki did not need to be told twice, Hiroki was picked up and soon put to the bed.

After hours of love making, Hiroki was cuddled in the broad chest of Nowaki. Nowaki's chin rested on Hiroki's head, he could inhale the smell of Hiroki's hair and listen to the slow panting of his lover. Nowaki felt he should tell Hiroki his problem and so he held Hiroki tighter and spoke.

"Hiro-san, I am sorry to have you made worried."

"Nowaki,, it's okay brat"

"Well you remember the mother-daughter Duo, I met today"

"Well I know you met, I can't remember them because I never met them" both smiled at the lame joke.

"Today I came to know they are in trouble and it will ruin the girl's life if not helped"

"What trouble tell me if its monetary help, I have a good savings thanks to you, I will be glad to help"

"Had it been related to money, Hiro-san I could help them too, I earn more than enough for two, we know that. And they rich."

"So what trouble are we talking here?"

"Hiro-san she is dying"

"What the kid?"

"No her mother"

"What what happened to the lady?"

"She has leukemia and is at her last stage and she has less than three months"

"Can't she be treated?"

"Sadly nothing can be done now."

"So what now?"

"Well she wants to finds a family that will adopt the kid"

"What about the father?"

"The father never knew about the child"

"What kind of moron bails out on a baby"

"No, the father doesn't know he has a kid, she never told him"

"Now why she wants an adoptive family, the grandparents, you say she comes from rich family?"

"They are willing to look after but they will send the child to boarding school"

"Why?"

"The kid is born out of wedlock and has no father"

"Oh I see"

"Now she has asked me to help her talk to different families willing to adopt."

"Why you are in doubt Nowaki?"

"The kid will inherit all her mother's property and she is the only heir to the respected household"

"So you worried people will come after her for the money"

"Yes"

"Nowaki, you love the kid right?"

"Yes Hiro-san, she is too pure to be left alone without her mother"

"Nowaki"

"Yes Hiro-san"

"Let us Adopt her"

TBC

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Disclaimer- I own Jonjou Romantica, but I love them, story is mine, characters are not.

Thank you for reading, ^_^ sorry to cut the story here, it became too long promise the story will be better and happy except for Matsumoto's death. And yes I took the mother Daughter name from Bleach. Guilty, it was the best name I could come up with. Please review and read. :D And I am new to Fanfiction so help me, suggest me, scold me but stay with me.