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"You're a beautiful nurse." Haruki slurred as she tried to touch Isuke's hair.

"You think I'm beautiful?" Isuke deadpanned, smacking her hand. Plus, she thought she was a nurse. She'd never be a nurse. She'd get fired the moment she laid a hand on a patient. She'd probably gut them if one snarky comment comes out of their mouth. A nurse would never wear Isuke's choice of clothing, that's for sure.

"Mmhhmmmhhmm. Veeeery." She propped herself with her arm but fell back to the bed with a grunt. "It's just… a secret between us, okay?"

The pink-haired woman laughed at that. She figured that this could happen since taking out four teeth requires more than anaesthesia and even though Haruki felt pain far more than taking a couple of teeth out, Isuke insisted because she didn't want to deal with a whiny redhead on the way home.

And drugged up Haruki was far more amusing than whiny Haruki.

"Hey heeey…" Haruki slurred again, beckoning her to come closer. When Isuke was at the edge of the bed, she whispered in her ear very slowly, wording out all the letters. "You're veeery beautiful."

Isuke scoffed, shoving her head further to the pillow. "You already told me that." The redhead smiled even wider, drool sliding down her cheek. "Gross." She recoiled, searching in her purse for alcohol. She checked her temperature by placing the back of her hand to her forehead. "You're hot."

"You're not bad yourself."

Ugh.

It started out with Haruki not eating Pocky for a day. Maybe it was only a fluke; Haruki would never give up her only luxury and she was always sure that she buys in bulks. But it happened again and again and that wasn't the only reason. She also stopped eating in large portions and that was a sign that there was something terribly wrong with her idiot.

Isuke confronted her about it to which she dodged multiple times but if there was one thing that Haruki forgot is that Isuke gets what she wants. She took her knuckle knives and sparred with her. Unsheathed, of course; like a good partner would. Being too loyal and noble couldn't make the redhead fight back and she knew that she wouldn't ever lay a hand on her.

As she caught her off-guard, she landed a nice, clean punch to her face. She wasn't able to avoid that.

That's when it clicked.

Haruki fainted from the overwhelming pain.

"Miss nurse… Hey, Miss nurse." The redhead slurred and drooled on her shirt. "Can you be mine?"

"That's disgusting." She paged a real nurse to fix her up and put more gauze in her mouth. She was drooling everywhere and she was not driving that mutt in her car.

"Hello there, Haruki-chan." The old woman greeted and plunged gauze in her mouth.

"Herffwooooohh."

The idiot couldn't even properly lift her head so the nurse could take the old gauze and replace it. "Bite into that, dear."

"Grandmaaaa, isn't my nurse lovely?" She mused, trying to reach Isuke from where she was.

"Ahh yes, she is a wonderful woman. You like her?" the nurse replied, smiling at them both.

"Yeesss, but don't tell… that to anyooone… I need to tell her first." She clumsily lifted her index finger to her lips letting out a hushed 'sshhh' even though Isuke was right there hearing everything she says and she wasn't even keeping her voice down.

"When will the drug wear off?" she sweetly asked the scraggly old nurse who dressed up her wound.

"Hmmm… This one will be a couple of hours more or even half a day. She got four out and that's quite a lot. The wound opens when she speaks so it's best to keep quiet but seeing as she's trying to woo you… it might be hard to keep that mouth of hers in check." When she was finished, she hobbled back out to return to the other patients.

Isuke can have fun for a couple more hours then.

"Is being beautiful the only thing you like about Isuke~?"

Haruki's eyes closed as if she heard something that made her heart go explode. "Isukee… Iiisukeee. That's a niiice naaaame." She mused, bobbing her head left and right. "Rolls off the tongue nicely." Another line of drool slid down her lips. "You have… the nicest naaaame." She continued to repeat it much to Isuke's chagrin.

"Of course it is~ Isuke loves her name because it was given by Mama." She flicked her forehead. "And it seems being high on that drug makes you forget. It's Isuke-sama to you, idiot."

The redhead ignored her and waved her hands around. "I love my mama too. I also love Fuyukaa, Akiii, Natsukiii and all the rest of my siblings. But you know what," she tilted her head to the side, letting the drool flow continuously as Isuke cringed at the sight. "I loooove you eeeeveeen mooore."

A drugged Haruki was more disgustingly corny, more gross, more up-front with words, and certainly more disgustingly flirtatious than normal still disgustingly sweet Haruki.

She quickly sat up and grabbed Isuke's hand in a flash and gave it a sloppy kiss. "You have pretty hands too." She kissed on it again and it took all of her power not to punch her again because her hand was now covered in sticky saliva and bits of blood because the idiot won't shut up.

"Hey, hey, Isuke-sama…" she snuggled her hand, kissing the palm gently. "Are you single?"

She raised a brow. "What of it?"

"When you quit being a nurse, we can get married." She sighed dreamily. "Maybe we can elope now and I could carry you to my house to meet my family." She sniffed Isuke's hands and rubbed her face to it. How could she carry Isuke the way she is right now? "That would be the best because I really looove you… they would love Isuke-sama too…"

"But we're already married, idiot." Isuke couldn't stop laughing right now. How was she so sweet that even if she was drugged to the point of talking bullshit that she knows that she loves Isuke and even forgets that they were already married?

It was so sickeningly sweet that Isuke couldn't avoid getting butterflies in her stomach.

"W-w-we're m-married?" Haruki dropped her hand and her eyes went wide in confusion. "Married?"

She smirked. "We won't be if you keep talking like that." She threatened. Isuke brandished her left hand with her ring to her face and took Haruki's left hand to let her stare at it. The golden bands that shone in their ring fingers made her eyes watery from the sight.

"Isuukee-samaaaa is…" she sniffled, keeping her tears at bay.

"Haruki?"

Haruki didn't bother covering up anymore. She cried. She was a blubbering mess, bawling like a child. She cried. Loudly. Tears streaming down her face, snot dribbling down her nose, face as red as her crimson mane. It made Haruki's heart swell that she had married someone like Isuke.

"You-you're my… sniff… my…" she cried even more. It hurt to just even say the word. "You're…"

"Your wife?" Isuke continued her speech as she fought the blush that crept to her cheeks. This idiot.

Haruki intertwined their left hands together, still crying like a baby. "You're mine… My wife… I can't believe you're mine… Someone as beautiful as Isuke is miiiine…" her smile reached up to her ears. She was so unbelievably happy, it physically hurt. "I'm so happy… I could die…"

"Then why don't you~?"

Sure she was an idiot; a fiercely loyal, sickeningly sweet, disgusting idiot but she was her idiot.

And there's nothing in this world that would make her give that up.


Did it happen?

Pfffftttt...! Of course not! I don't trust my mouth while being drugged so I guess Ill have to suffer for a long while.

Finally, Isuke and Haruki are married here

Maybe Ill make more of them as wife and wife.

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