Of Tender Moments and Sweet Embraces
Junjou Romantica Drabbles
Drabble 6
A Nurse's Miracle
It was just another day in the hospital. Emergency Room was filled, and the Pediatrics Wing was loud and joyful. Screams of joy and glee could be heard all the way down the hall to the exit door, along with the murmurs of worried parents and the nurses gossiping.
Topic of the gossip was, of course, the handsome doctor known as 'Kusama-sensei'.
"Well, I, think he has someone already."
"Yeah, but who? I heard he was dating a nurse down over in Neurology."
"That rumor's untrue; it was about Hana-chan. She's dating an office worker for a brokerage firm."
"Well, anybody wanna follow him, tonight?" one of the nurses, known only as Yamamoto said. She was a big fan of the young doctor, and wanted to know whether he was currently involved with someone, or not. Going up to him and casually asking him wouldn't work, she reasoned to herself over and over again. She had to get a whole group of the nurses to help her, so she wouldn't look like an ass.
"I'm in. I have nothing planned that'll be as interesting as this." the brunet named Natsuko volunteered. Soon after, three of the other girls in their group invited themselves, while two others had to either work the night shift, or had plans.
Two hours later, when the click hit eight o'clock, Kusama Nowaki-sensei changed into his daily clothes, and wrote "Going Home" next to his name. Unbeknownst to the tall man, so did five other women.
He proceeded to walk out the door, with a tail. Never the wiser, he walked to his usual spot at Pandasan, waiting for his cute lover, Kamijou Hiroki.
Yamamoto, along with her four other colleagues, seated themselves at a booth within both ear, and eye-shot of Nowaki. Looking through the menu, she quickly decided what she wanted, a simple salad, chicken wings, and Sprite combo.
She saw nothing in particular, except for a certain cinnamon-haired man walk in…and…wait, sit across from Kusama-sensei?
"Girls," she nudged Natsuko while whispering her alert, "do you see what I see?"
"Yeah, a man sitting with Kusama-sensei. What about?"
"Didn't Tsumori-sensei say something about Kusama-sensei meeting someone important to him, today? I would've thought it'd be his mom, or something. But, look, it's a man."
"So, maybe it's his younger brother…"
"They look nothing alike, though!"
"So, some people have siblings that look nothing like them!"
"Yeah, but think about it!"
"Hiro-san! What took you so long?"
All talking ceased as soon as they heard the familiar voice of a certain doctor.
"Miyagi was just being an extra asshole today, and decided to put all of his work on me. I ran before he could do it, though."
As a result, Nowaki proceeded to smile gently, and touched the small man's hand across from his.
"I-idiot, don't do things like that in public!"
"Awe, but Hiro-san, you're just so cute!"
"I'm a grown man, how can I be considered cute?"
Despite this, Hiroki made no move to remove his hand from the gentle giant's grasp. This only seemed to increased the radiance of the blue-eyed man's toothy grin.
"May I take your order?" a young waitress asked, gaze lingering on the hand holding. As she took the order, the other servers seemed to multiply, and gather around, with slightly weird smiles. The atmosphere of this particular section of the family-friendly restaurant proceeded to morph into a giddy fangirl one. Anyone that happened to catch a glimpse of it would probably have a seizure, what with the sparkles that seem to grow brighter and brighter around all of them.
"D-do you guys see the same things I do?"
"The pink hearts?"
"Yeah, those."
"M-mother, help me!" one of the girls, an admitted anime lover stated, quoting a particular anime, while slamming her head on the table. The girls around her just ignored it, already used to her weird actions, and random babblings.
"Nana, things like that are what makes people avoid you."
"O-oi! Fine! I have a soap opera that I'm missing anyway. Order yourself some strawberry milk, it might cure you of your temper."
"Oh, please, just shut up!"
"Hah!"
"Guys! I think I know what's going on!"
"What?"
"Kusama-sensei is gay, and that's his lover. No wonder the girls around them are gazing at them like that; they're all BL fan girls!"
"No, that's not true!" Yamamoto yelled, jumping up from her booth seat, and stomping over to the happy couple.
"Good evening, Kusama-sensei!"
"Oh, Yamamoto-san, nice to see you; what a coincidence."
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the ink-haired man tighten his grip on the smaller hand under his.
"Meet Hiro-san."
"Good evening, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, too."
"Now, I have a question."
"Ask away; we're just waiting for our food, now."
"Are you two k-lovers?"
"Yes, that's about right. For eight years, now."
"Thank you."
Walking back to her table quickly, she collapsed.
"What's wrong, Yacchan?"
"It's true!"
"Told ya!" they all sang-songed.
"I have to admit, though, it is kinda hot. Maybe I should purchase some yaoi novels the next time I go to a book store."
With her new-found knowledge, Yamamoto Keira proceeded to purchase BL novels on a daily basis, and got hooked onto Junai Egoist.
Author's Note:
Well, I hope you guys like this new Egoist drabble.