Kukui woke to a strange noise. "Err...what is that...?" He sat up and looked around. "It's not the clock..." Kukui stared at it for a second, then acknowledged the time. "...noon." That strange sound came again. It was sort of like a bell to him. Kukui closed his eyes and fell back into his previous sleeping position. He laid there for a few moments before his eyes suddenly flew open. "Wait-" He shot up fast, scaring Rockruff awake. "ITS NOON!?" The bell sound once more. "Oh no, he can't be here! I haven't even started yet!" Kukui ran out of the room and down the hall, slowing down a little when he began to feel dizzy. "How could I not recognize the doorbell!?"
"Rarf-raf!" Rockruff didn't hear anything before and hardly knew what he was talking about, then ran out behind him.
There was a light knock on the door along with the ringing this time once Kukui reached the door. "Sorry for the wait-" he opened it. "I'm here!"
"My goodness, Professor!" Principal Oak stood in the doorway. He had planned to discuss an important document regarding information on regional variants with Kukui. He was almost shocked by his appearance. "Are you alright? And, are you wearing a-a shirt!?"
Kukui looked down at the dark colored shirt he had on. "Uh-Yeah, I had just gotten a little cold."
"Hmm..." Principal Oak looked him over. Kukui hadn't even bothered to fix his bun and had deep dark circles under his eyes. He also noticed his bandaged hands, but didn't ask about them. "I could come back tomorrow if you'd like. You look as if you haven't been sleeping well."
"Well,..." Kukui sighed, "I had been staying up late a few nights this week doing research." Kukui stepped aside. "Why don't you come inside."
"Alright, but you should get plenty of sleep this afternoon or you'll become as dazed and hypnotic as a-Drowzee!" Principal Oak mimicked the cry of said pokemon then stepped in.
"Sure, but I'm afraid I don't have what you came for..." Kukui said.
Principal Oak knelt down to pet Rockruff. "What do you mean?"
He rubbed the back of his neck and looked hard at the floor. "I meant to get them-I really did but,...it seems like I can't find any of my documents on Alola's regional variant pokemon."
"Oh, well that's fine Professor." Principal Oak stood and turned to him. "Don't look so sorry. It truly seems like you haven't been feeling yourself today."
Kukui sighed, "yeah, that's true. I'm not usually this exhausted."
"Maybe you should lie down?" Oak suggested.
Kukui shook his head. "Me and Rockuff had been napping when we heard you at the door."
"I see,... but yet you still seem so tired." Principal Oak thought for moment. "This reminds me of something I once read. It was about sleep deprivation and how it affects people. Just a few moments ago you said that you had been staying up late all week?"
"Well, yes..." Kukui slipped hands into his pockets. "I have a terrible habit of sleeping at my desktop..."
"You'll catch a cold Professor." Principal Oak waved a finger at him disapprovingly. "Hasn't anyone ever told you that?"
"Yes, I've heard it before." He said shamefully. "I said the same thing to Ash a few days ago." Kukui recalled waking Ash while watching him and Rotom's favorite detective tv show.
"Then maybe you should take better care of yourself, hm?" Principle Oak walked back to the front door. "I'll leave you to get some rest and maybe there's a chance I'll see you later. Bye for now." He gave one last wave then opened the door and left.
"Bye..." Kukui sighed, he wasn't sleepy anymore, just exhausted. His headache also hadn't shown any sign of leaving. Kukui flopped dramatically on the couch. "What's the point of being tired if I can't go back to sleep?"
