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Aizawa POV

I clutch onto the bag strap on my shoulder and look around the people strolling. Looks like Shiraishi isn't done yet. How long have I been in Lifesaving? 2 months? 3 months? I don't know. But it was definitely longer than I had expected. I spot Shiraishi amongst a group of nurses behind and she rushes forward.

"Sorry! I had to file in some documents." She apologizes quickly and we walk together to the train station nearby.

For the past weeks, Shiraishi and I created a so-called system. I wait for her at the train station in the morning and we take the train together. At night, we wait for each other by the entrance of the hospital. Then, we eat at a nearby place. Sometimes, she goes home with Hiyama, but mostly she goes with me. Hiyama accompanies Ogata mostly.

All of us have been keeping watch so far. We text each other in the group chat when we are home. Fujikawa and Saejima are tracking the person down every now and then. Hiyama always checks her car before driving off. Shiraishi tends to take note of the staff's behavior. I keep an eye on Shinkai, intentionally taking the same lifts as him sometimes. But so far, nothing has been weird.

We talk a little while walking. She's bringing back some files to write a report on the Fellows, since their internship is coming close. I go ahead and help her carry one of her bags. She declines, but gives in in the end. We get off the train and walk to her apartment complex. Walking into the complex, I realize we were the only ones in the lobby, besides the guard that was just by the entrance. However, I felt as if someone else was there…watching. Turning around, I make a quick glance behind and all around. Shiraishi noticed and steps forward in front of me. Still, no one was around. Was it just my head playing with me?

"Aizawa, what's wrong?" She asks with a concern look. I look at my watch and realize that it's almost 11. Was I just tired? I must just be tired from all of this.

"Ah, nothing. Just…tired." I let out and rub my eyes. Shiraishi slightly frowns.

"I keep telling you, you don't have to send me back. You only get more tired like this." She shakes her head and sighs. I merely shrug, not knowing what to reply. She was right, but I wanted to send her home. At least…I admitted to myself that I like her. She clicks her tongue at me, but keeps her smile on. Taking the elevator up, she stops outside the elevator and glances over to her apartment, a few steps away.

"What's wrong?" I ask her as she takes in a deep breath.

"Something's wrong. I feel it." She whispers to me. She grabs her bag tighter and we cautiously walk towards the front door. She tries to unlock the door, but the door was already unlocked. Immediately, we knew something was wrong. Shiraishi and Hiyama are not so careless to forget to lock their front door. Without her asking me, her hand grabs my sleeve tightly, afraid of what was going to happen. Taken aback by the action, I recover from this and place my hand on top of her warm one. Pushing it down, I let her hold onto my arm instead and we both cautiously open the door.

What awaited us was a mess. But it was different. Very different. This morning, I remember glimpsing that the house was neat and tidy, like how Shiraishi likes it. She even told me that Hiyama was on night shift today, and the house could be tidy for awhile. This was bad. Our eyes trail over across the room, and we see that her couch has several knife slashes in them. Various picture frames she has are smashed on the floor.

The house was broken into…

We keep our shoes on and cautiously walk to the kitchen just by the door. We glance around, and there's nobody there. I pick up a pairing knife lying on the chopping block and we walk towards the office. Peering into it, we glanced to see if anyone was hiding inside there. Quickly, we checked the rest of the rooms and Shiraishi checked to see if any valuables were stolen. None were stolen. However, her furniture was wrecked badly. From the corner of my eye, I could see that Shiraishi was shaken by this. The way she fumbled with her fingers told me how hard her heart was beating.

I squeezed her shoulder and I saw her eyes relight. She gently placed her hand on top of mine and squeezed it back, reassuring me that she's alright. That determination in her eyes… the way her eyes sparked with hope… it was just like how I remembered when I initially left Lifesaving. Strong.

I cut the eye contact and I dialed for the police. Shiraishi dials for Hiyama to update her. Luckily, the police station was close to her apartment. The police came quickly and cordoned off the house. We answered the police's questions and we had to be brought for interrogation. By the time it ended, it was midnight. We left the hospital at 8 or so. Stranded at the police station, Shiraishi had no home for the night. We walked to a 24-hour cafe, of which she searched for nearby hotels. Sitting in front of her, I could hear her interact with some staff and her persistent convincing of the receptionist. She finally hung up on her last call and dug into her bowl of soup moodily.

"Can't find a place?" I asked her as I eat. She shakes her head and played around with her rice.

"The hotels and motels are all full. I guess I'll head back to the hospital for the night." She sighs. The words that I had in my mind came out faster than I could stop it.

"You can spend the night with me." I blurted out, and immediately wanted to slap myself. What was I saying? I like her but…this was too much! She froze and looked up in pure shock.

"Eh?"

"I-I mean, since you don't have a place to stay, I have an extra room in my house too." I quickly mention before she gets the wrong idea. That was true, on occasions that my grandmother will come over, I have the room prepared for her. The room was meant so that I won't wake her up after my night shifts in the early morning.

"Ah, it's okay! I can sleep at the hospital for awhile. Besides, it won't be long." She tried to convince me. Somehow, I didn't want her to sleep there. I wanted to be close to her. I wanted her to be with me.

"Shiraishi, if you sleep at the hospital, you are going to go crazy looking at the reports. You will never get your rest when there's an emergency all night." I bluntly stated. Her eyes show uncertainty, but realizes what I say is true. She will never be sleeping if they get cases at night.

"Fine, but what about Hiyama?" She asks. Always putting others before herself. Very Shiraishi like, even in cases like these. I convinced her that they can take the rooms and I can sleep on the couch. The couch was fairly comfortable, and I often lay took naps there in the past when I was studying in medical school. Finally, she was convinced to stay there.

We walked back to her house and she asked the police for permission to enter and get her personal items. She packed them all in a bag and made sure she wasn't bringing anything unnecessary. It was just a few days. From there, we took a cab to my house. In the cab, I tried my best to not be awkward. Female coworkers of mine are staying at my house. No, not just coworkers, a female companion whom I will admit that I fancy her is staying at my house. I rubbed my temples, in effort to try and make this issue not bother me anymore.

We arrive at my apartment quickly, and I show her where she can sleep and where Hiyama can sleep. For the time being, she was sleeping in my room and Hiyama was sleeping in the other room. I keep some of my items away in a closet and show her the different areas of the house. It was already close to 1. She nods and thanks me for letting her stay in my house. I merely nod back.

"Aizawa." She calls out before I leave my room. I turn around to face an uncomfortable Shiraishi. I sigh and place my hands on top of her shoulders. I bring her into a hug and she stays there as it is.

"I'm scared." I hear her whisper to me.

"It's okay. You are safe here. You are safe with me, alright?" I comfort her and give her a light squeeze. "It's late. You should sleep soon." I let her go and she does so too, although I'm sensing a bit of reluctance. Was it just me? I leave the room and close the door as well. Landing myself on the couch, I fall asleep faster than usual. Was it because of Shiraishi? I can never tell.

By the time I woke up, it was early morning. I was on little hours of sleep, yet my alarm went off. I cursed under my breath and got up from the couch. Oh, how I wished to sleep more. I hear a door open and I'm suddenly reminded that I have guests in my apartment. I'm greeted by Shiraishi with a bit of bed hair and she softly greets me. I do the same, with a sore morning voice.

"Aizawa, do you mind if I were to make us coffee?" She asks from the kitchen. I quickly say I don't mind. She starts the coffee machine and she asks if I like to get ready in my own bathroom or the guest's bathroom. I'm alright with either, but I choose the guest's bathroom.

After about 20 minutes of us getting ready, I wait for Shiraishi and we leave the apartment together. We stop by a convenience store for some healthy breakfast and we take the train to the hospital. On the way there, I could see that Shirashi is fidgety. I want to tell her everything is fine, but that would only be me lying to her. Nothing is fine, now that her house is broken into. While walking to the hospital, I realise she's distancing herself from me, walking a few steps in front of me.

"Shiraishi." I call out to her as I walk faster to catch up. I heard a muffled reply, but she just walks faster.

"Shiraishi." I call out again, this time grabbing her arm and turning her around to face me. Her face avoids my eyes and I could see those glassy eyes hold what she wants to say. I soften my grip on her and give her arm a light squeeze. Pulling her into a semi-hug, she doesn't budge, but lets me hold her.

"You are safe, alright? There's nothing you should fear." I could only comfort her with simple words.

"What if something else happens?" She whispers to me softly and pulls away. A tear slips down and I quickly wipe it before she can.

"Then I'll protect you. And so will Hiyama, Fujikawa, and Saejima. We will protect you." I convince her. I see the light flush of her cheeks and she nods. "Don't let it affect you. Now, we require a staff leader, even more so a doctor." She lightly laughs at my comment and we continue to walk, making a few remarks about each other.

The day was more hectic than usual. Patients were wheeling in from everywhere. ICU, HCU, the ambulances and Heli. We were extremely busy, nobody had time to ask about Shiraishi. I was handling case after case and barely had time for a meal, even least so a coffee. By mid-afternoon, I finally had time to drink a coffee and bite into a sandwich.

I heard a hushed whisper, and I see Hiyama signaling me. I nod at her direction. She looks around if there's anyone and leans in to me.

"What happened last night?" I give a brief explanation up to the point where I mentioned that Shiraishi slept at my apartment. She almost spat her tea out before looking at me with a glare.

"You took Shiraishi home?" She spits out at me in a hushed, but loud and angry voice. "Did you do anything? You better not, or I'll make you pay so hard that you won't come to face me anymore."

"She's just sleeping at my room. I slept on the couch. Besides, I have another spare room for you as well." I grunt out. Hiyama was sure fierce when it came to things like this. Her face slightly turned into a shocked expression and she nodded at my remark.

"Either ways, I'm sleeping at the hospital. I've been taking too many people's houses now." Hiyama said to me and stretched her arms out. "Don't do anything to Shiraishi. She might be an angel but don't take her for granted at all. I know how much you love her so don't– "

This was my turn to spit my coffee out. Was I really that obvious with my actions? I'm seriously clueless about things like these.

"How did you…How did you know I…love her?" I could only stumble on my words.

"Gosh, you're just like Shiraishi in these kind of instances. It doesn't matter, but keep her safe, alright?" She quickly ends it off just as someone else walks in. Shiraishi has her fringe all messy and she sits down to grab some items and to fill in a report. Hiyama was the first to start talking.

"Shiraishi, I'll be staying here at the hospital, alright? I rather not take up people's houses again." Hiyama says to her. This raises Shiraishi's attention of which she shoots up.

"Eh? What?" She looks to me and I slightly shrug. Just as we want to say more, the emergency phone rings, and we get into action. We are pushed into patient care till we end our shift. Shiraishi and I meet as usual and we sit down at a small restaurant to eat while we discuss some new medical reports and review the day at work. I could tell Shiraishi's discomfort and I looked around to realize why. Surrounding us, were couple after couple, except we weren't one. We looked like we were on a date, unfortunately we weren't on one. We quickly paid and I offered to pay, but Shiraishi paid in the end, as an appreciation for her letting her stay in my house.

We got home soon, of which we separated to shower in the bathrooms. Once we were done, we both sat down at the living area where I poured both of us a mug of tea. She sat still on the floor and didn't move much. We just sat down in silence and drank our tea.

"What do you think is going to happen next?" She asked softly, her voice barely louder than a whisper. I thought for awhile and sat my tea down.

"It doesn't matter." I replied. "You shouldn't fear anything. All your friends are here to support you and protect you. Don't run and hide from your true potential. Remember who you were when you took charge of Lifesaving after I left?" A nod from the corner of my eye. "Be that person. Bold and strong. Where did she go? I'm finding that Shiraishi now."

"But, aren't you afraid that the mysterious person will harm you?" She asks concerned and I found myself already much closer to her.

"I am. Every day and every minute. But, if I was to be honest, I am much more concerned about you." I admit to her. We sit side by side to each other and she rest her head against my shoulder. I wrap my arm around her shoulders and we sit like this for awhile, in each other's arms. We don't talk, just occasionally sipping on the tea. I see that she stifles a yawn and let her go.

"Go and sleep, you look tired." I urge her. She nods.

"Aizawa, sleep in your room tonight. I'll take the guest room." She tells me and I nod. She brings her bags over to the guest room and we bid each other good night. Lying in my bed tonight was a totally different experience. The warmth I got from the covers on top of me… was so comforting. I could smell the sweet scent of Shiraishi's shampoo and body wash, that made it so warm and fuzzy inside. Was this how I was suppose to feel? Warm and numb around my heart? I pulled the blankets over myself more, enveloping myself in the warmth. Falling asleep never came faster.

This time… it felt as if Shiraishi… was there with me.

Shiraishi POV

I kept this arrangement for the rest of the week. Before I knew it, I was back in my own home. The police had conducted their investigations but couldn't find any clues. They concluded that it was a threat from someone and they had purposely picked my lock as to come in and break certain items. I sighed out loud as I ruffled my hair and leaned back, resting the back of my head on the couch.

"What's wrong? Miss Aizawa's home?" Hiyama jokes with me. I shift my eyes to her and give her a plain look.

"Not funny, Hiyama. Not funny at all." I retort at her before picking my laptop and placing it on my lap. I decided I'll just write my reports like this.

"Then? Why the long face?" She asks as she continues to scroll her phone.

"It's…nothing. I think I'm just tired and worn out today." I reply her and quickly write my last report.

The breaking in was taking a toll on my health. I spent every minute of the past week locking all the doors in the house, checking every cabinet and made an extra sharp eye in the hospital and on my way back and there. Still, no clues. I was probably think too much. Anyways, I'm a doctor, not a investigator. What would I know about investigating?

I get ready for bed and Hiyama announces she is sleeping. I bid her goodnight and clear the table of the clutter that was left behind. Once I was done, I switch my phone alarm on and check my notifications. Aizawa left me a few texts and called me twice.

From: Aizawa

To: Shiraishi

Is everything alright? Hope the incident isn't affecting you as much.

Shiraishi, are you okay?

Please reply soon.

You must be busy. It's okay, let me know when you're going to sleep.

I smile at his text and a light blush creeps up my cheeks. Aizawa was way too concerned about me. This was cute of him.

What?

I was right, my feelings were definitely growing. Besides my concern on the breaking in, I was thinking about Aizawa everyday. I find myself looking at his desk and him on many occasions. On the train, we stand extremely close since the train is always so packed. I find myself looking down on most occasion, too shy to look at his.

Even when I stayed at his house…the first night with me on his bed was too awkward. I could smell the body wash he uses, his own natural scent and a faint smell of cologne. The warmth spread around my whole body that night. Enveloping me in warmth, it almost felt like he was there too.

I shake the thoughts out of my head. Proceeding to my room, I sit by my desk and I call him. He answers after awhile.

"Shiraishi."

"Sorry, I was busy. I'm fine."

"Ah..okay. Are you sleeping soon? You should. You are on flight duty tomorrow."

"Yes, I will be sleeping soon. You should too."

"Mm. Then…" he paused, and there was a silence.

"Good night, Aizawa." I finally said.

"Good night, Shiraishi." He replied and I hung up.

I plugged my phone into the charger and wrote down some things into my planner. I may not be the same girl who stuffed her scrub pockets with books, but I still am the same doctor who wants everything in a orderly manner. Quickly, I set my alarm and got to bed. I made a mental note to make breakfast for myself and Hiyama tomorrow.

The next morning, I got up and got ready for work. I remembered about breakfast and made some toast for the both of us while preparing some coffee. Just as I brought the food out for Hiyama, I saw a mail on the floor. That's strange…why was mail on the floor? Hiyama was up and she greeted me good morning. However, I was too distracted in my thoughts to reply. I hear her stop in her tracks and I pick up the mail. Something was off, I knew it.

The crisp white mail had red paint splattered on it, almost in a threatening manner. I open it up to find pictures too familiar. That bed, that house, even the interior design. My heart stopped in its tracks and my hand started to tremble. I flip through the pictures and I shudder. My thoughts race through and I feel my knees want to buckle. My mind go blank as I drop the mails in shock to the ground. No…it can't be. Hiyama calls my name, but I feel like I'm drowning. All I hear are the muffled words and my thoughts.

Someone was stalking me. All the way to Aizawa's house.

Hiyama POV

"Ah, Shiraishi. Good morning." I mumble to her as I rub my weary eyes. I shouldn't have talked to Ogata last night for hours… In reply, I hear silence. That's strange… Shiraishi always tends to reply immediately. I comb my hair back with my fingers and I focus my eyes on Shiraishi. She opens a mail slowly and cautiously and I see a outline of pictures. I hear her slightly gasp and see that she hasn't moved. The pictures fall to the ground and her arm starts to shake

"Shiraishi. Shiraishi, what's wrong?" I call out to her. She doesn't respond. I quickly walk to her and pick the photos up. My brain processes the information faster than ever as I flip through. I feel the slight fear as I look at the pictures more. Anger replaces, and I bite my lip in frustration.

Someone mailed her pictures from when she was at Aizawa's home. A picture of her sleeping. The interior of his house, with her and him sitting side by side. Both of them at the train station nearby. It was horrifying. I threw the pictures on the table and clutch her hands. Her face was streaked with tears, even though no sound escaped her mouth. I gently rub her back and bring her to her room.

"Shiraishi, it will be fine. I'm here, okay?" I comfort her in a soothing tone and I seat her down on the bed. She doesn't move an inch and I quickly put on a sweater. I pack a set of clothes for each of us and bring her outside with me. I check the schedules on my phone. Shiraishi's on flight duty. That's bad, she won't function. I call Aizawa as I flag a taxi for both of us. I guide Shiraishi into the taxi, followed by myself. .

"Aizawa, where are you?" I ask once he picks up, cutting his greetings short. The sound of his name seemed to perked Shiraishi up a little, gaining her attention and sitting up straighter.

"At the hospital. Why?" He replies back.

"Stay there. Meet downstairs at the entrance in 10 minutes. You'll see it for yourself." I sigh and quickly hang up. I phone Fujikawa and Saejima, letting them know something has cropped up, and to change the flight duty to either me or Fujikawa. I need not explain, as they catch on who's on flight duty and who I opted for replacing.

"Is she okay?" Saejima asks quietly. I turn over to a more responsive Shiraishi. She wiped her face clean and took deep breaths in.

"It seems so." I reply. This was a first for me to see Shiraishi pick herself back up so fast. Normally, it would take hours. This took less than an hour and she's already starting to function again. I would say she is faking it, doing it because all of us are here. But I saw her eyes. Filled with burning determination, she was confident and bold again.

We arrive at the entrance shortly and I guide her out of the taxi. I pay for it quickly and catch sight of Aizawa. This was a first for me, too. I've never seen Aizawa so concerned. His eyes held the emotions he didn't dare say. Catching sight of Shiraishi behind me, he acknowledged my presence before attending to her.

Aizawa POV

I catch sight of Shiraishi behind Hiyama and I walk up to her. Her eyes were strong and bold, but her emotions showed otherwise. I could see the slight crack of fragility in her eyes but it slowly mended back together, showing me she was strong. I heard some footsteps from behind, but I didn't want to turn. All that mattered was if she was alright.

Instantly, she threw her body on mine as I absorbed the impact. Her arms tightened around my torso and she rested her head on my shoulder. I slipped my arm round her shoulder and cradled her head. Numerous gasps were heard from behind, but I could care less. She was my priority. I had to be here for her.

"What happened?" I whispered to her softly. Her hands grabbed me tighter before she replied me.

"We're not safe here. Someone is watching us at this very moment." She vaguely whispers to me. I grab her shoulders and we pull apart. Guiding her, I bring her to the resting room, where Fujikawa, Saejima and Hiyama escort us there before leaving us in silence. She clutches onto me tightly as I attempt to seat her on the bed. Pulling me with her, I realized she wants me to sit down with her too. I sit on the bed and she sits on my legs, facing me.

Our faces, inches from one another, body just centimeters away from one another. Even then, I didn't care. She was all that I could think of, all that mattered. We sat in silence for a while, looking into each other's eyes. I leaned my forehead on hers, and I continue our previous conversation.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone sent me photos. Of me at your house. Someone has definitely been stalking us. I…I need to tell Tachibana-sensei." She whispers. "I'm scared. Something is going to happen to you, isn't it? Now that something has happened to me, you're going to be in trouble. I can't, I can't risk anything happening to-" I cut her off.

"Everything will be fine. Nothing will happen. I'll go with you to the office to see Tachibana-sensei. It will be fine." I reply her softly. She attempts to say more, but I placed a finger on her lips.

"I'll be here, remember? Nothing will happen." She nods, slowly, still affected from what happened. By now, I could trust that she has regained her ability to function. A knock on the door distracts us. She quickly gets off me and sits next to me. 4 heads pop in. Our 3 close friends, and our superior.

"Shiraishi, you'll be off duty today." Hiyama says to her. Shiraishi's face develops anger and she starts reasoning with Hiyama.

"I can function. I will be okay." She firmly says to Hiyama. I could tell they were seeking my approval, asking me silently if it was true. I nod. They give in to her and I knew they could see it. The spark that lit the fire in Lifesaving was there in her eyes.

"Before that, you need to see me. Get changed, Shiraishi. I'll conduct the meetings in 5 minutes." We nod in unison and we get ready for the work day. The morning meeting lasted less than 30 minutes, and all 6 of us doctors went to his own private office. We gave him the necessary details of which he calmly understood our reasons for not telling him, and the evidence that we so far had.

"I see…" Tachibana-sensei said after a while. "Shiraishi, I think we should report this to the police. This will very well affect your career and wellbeing. I can understand why he held it off, thinking it was nothing much. But now, with what we just experienced, we can no longer wait. I'll call for some private detectives to come in today."

Just at that moment, the radio rings, declaring to start the Heli's engine. She quickly makes a order to grab a bag and she launches outside. I'm too slow to catch her wrist as I swiftly turn, but she was already out on the runway. My hand clenches into a fist, but I turn my attention back to my superior.

"Sensei, will Shiraishi be suspended?" I ask. He sighs and I know the answer. To prevent anything else happening, the answer was obvious.

"It's for the best. I'll stop her duties tomorrow. For now, come with me and we will settle this issue before the Heli comes back." I nod and we settled some documents for the detectives. We called them and scheduled them to come at night, at the end of Shiraishi's shift. By then, Hiyama called for me to report to the ER with Tachibana-sensei.

Once we entered, that's when things went into a frenzy.

The communication specialist dashed out of the room and faced all of us. We turned our eyes to her and her face went pale. I felt my heart drop to the floor. The sentences that came out of her mouth numbed me. Silence filled the air as I heard someone drop a surgical instrument on the floor. But I couldn't hear. It felt so muffled, as if I was falling deeper into cold water, unable to surface.

Suddenly, I felt my brain go numb, as if someone injected lidocaine on my scalp and into my brain. My vision felt blur as my thoughts raced through every moment I had with her. Her, Shiraishi, the woman I love.

"The Heli crashed. According to the firefighters, they might be seriously injured."

a/n: hello everyone! i sincerely and deeply apologise for my super late chapter! following writers block, i couldn't find time in my schedule to write. school has started for me, and this is a very important school year for me. however, i will do my best to upload as frequently as i can. maybe i'll upload once a month or so? depending on how busy i am that month. for that one shot book i mentioned earlier in the past chapters, i will upload it! however, don't expect it to be anytime soon. now, my main priorities are on studying. however, ill find a way to write omy next chapter and upload it asap!

finally! tachibana is aware! we also get some really intimate scenes in here. i went all out in this chapter, since the relationship seems to be growing between both of them. anyone wants to guess what happened? just a heads up, the next chapter will be full of ups and downs. emotions will be everywhere, but don't expect to cry, i don't write that well that people cry HAHAHA

reviews are always welcome! till next time! hopefully in 2 weeks! hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!