The King of the Blue Clan doesn't stick around the sign-in desk for long. He leaves Yata's side in order to head towards his subordinate's room. He trusted Yata well enough to fill out the paperwork to have Saruhiko discharged; and if he couldn't handle that, then how could anyone expect him to handle Saruhiko's care?

It was like a little test of sorts.

He reaches the teen's room and knocks lightly before letting himself in. Saruhiko was dressed in his own casual clothing, the hospital garb folded neatly at the end of the bed. He was sitting up, legs dangling over the side of the bed. He had been staring off into space until Munakata had come in and broken his train of thought.

"How are you doing?" The Captain asks, taking his usual seat.

Saruhiko shrugs. There was a mix of emotions dwelling inside of him and he really had no clue how to put his worries and feelings into words. "I'm alright. Is he here with you?" He asks, getting straight to the point.

Munakata hums and turns his head towards the door. "He's signing you out. Of course, I'll give my own signature as well. Just figured it was something he could handle."

"I wouldn't be so sure." Saruhiko counters. "The questions might drive him mad."

"You say that like you know it'll happen."

Saruhiko goes quiet and avoids looking at the Captain and the door. It was more than likely true…Misaki had never been too well off when it came to filling out forms. 'A pointless waste of time' he could imagine the other saying. But he wouldn't know. The two had been apart for so long that they had both changed. Misaki was like a complete stranger to him now. "I wouldn't know." He answers.

Munakata smiles that smile that Saruhiko always found to be a bit creepy. Like he was up to no good. "I figured you would both get a bit reacquainted over the past week. Am I wrong? Were you not civil towards each other?"

He knew it. "So you were up to something when you sent him here a week early."

"You speak to me as if I were some sort of criminal."

'You might as well be…' he thinks to himself. "It doesn't matter. He came for about an hour every day. It was nothing more than awkward small talk."

The Captain nods and hums again. "Are you still worried about staying with him?"

It's true that he did feel a bit of anxiety, but he wasn't sure if it was because of Misaki. "I don't know." He answers honestly.

"If you want to back down, then you still can." Munakata offers. "I can set you up at the dorms and we can care for you there."

The option to live alone, however, was still not being offered. If it had he'd take it in an instant; but if it wasn't going to be an option, then he might as well stick with his original decision. "That won't be necessary. It'll be fine. I just need another week or two."

"I'll be the one to decide that, Fushimi-kun." Munakata interrupts. "You can live on your own and come back to work again when you prove to me that you're capable of doing so. However, if you go and later think that these arrangements aren't working out then I'll bring you back to Scepter4 immediately."

"Like I said, that won't be necessary. But I'm coming back as soon as I can." He didn't think living together with Misaki would last long anyways. Saruhiko just couldn't see it working out.

There's another knock at the door, and he watches at Misaki makes his entrance. "Finished already?" Munakata asks.

Misaki easily looks annoyed, but Munakata looks amused. "It wasn't that hard you know. Just annoying. I can do stupid things like that."

"Great. If all is taken care of then I'll go sign him off as well. I'll be back in a moment." He exits the room, leaving Saruhiko and Misaki completely alone.

An awkward silence fills the air, and Misaki suddenly looks nervous. "So…we'll go to your place first to pack a bag of your stuff, okay?"

Saruhiko scratches the back of his neck. "Sounds good." All of the clothes he had here at the hospital were old and could use a good washing once he was back on his feet for good. "You're...really sure about this?" he asks after another pause."

"Going to your apartment?" he smiles slightly. "Come on. You embarrassed because it's not clean?"

"That's not what I meant." He snapped, a frown forming on his face. This wasn't exactly a time to be joking around. "I mean…about living together…and you taking care of me..." his words became mumbled as he kept talking.

Misaki's smile falters, but he nods. "I promised…I want to do this okay? So…lighten up a little."

Saruhiko sighs, and it seems as if their conversation ends there. However there's no chance for another awkward silence to settle between them, as Munakata soon returns. "Everything is settled. There's a car waiting for us outside. The staff wanted to wheel you out, but I figured you could use the extra walking practice. I spoke with them and they're willing to let you if you're capable of handling it; but it shouldn't be an issue for you, Fushimi-kun." He extends a hand to help him stand.

For once, Saruhiko is happy for his Captain's intervention. Everyone knew how wounded his pride was already. Being wheeled out of the hospital would have only wounded him further. Besides, he needed to prove that he was capable of living normally. He had to stop relying on help. So, instead of taking the offered hand, he pushed himself up off the bed and made his way to the door. "Then let's go."

He's slow to start, but there's no doubt that Saruhiko is moving much easier than before. He makes it out of the hospital without a problem, and has no trouble slipping into the Scepter-owned car waiting for them outside. Munakata assures that all of his things from the hospital will be dropped off at the dorm and taken care of until he's ready to return to work.

The car makes a stop at his home, just like Misaki had said. "I'll keep the car here." Munakata announces. "You and Yatagarasu can go to get your things." Saruhiko nods, though he doesn't think he needs to be followed into his own place just to get a bag of clothes. However, he's in no position to protest. "We'll be back in a few minutes." He answers, opening the car door and getting out.

Misaki follows him out, staying by Saruhiko's side with the same nervous look from before. "It's…really good to see you walking, Saru…"

Saruhiko doesn't give a response. This all just feels very weird to him, and every time Misaki talks it's like a little red flag goes off in his mind. He gets them into his room and grabs a bag to start packing.

All traces of Misaki's earlier smile were gone, and he says nothing for a long moment. "Um…need help?"

"Just grab some stuff from the bathroom and we can go." Saruhiko answers quickly.

"Kay…" He gets up without another word and goes, eventually coming back with Saruhiko's toothbrush and a few other things. He puts them all in the bag before speaking. "That should be everything."

Saruhiko nods and looks around the room once more. "Yeah…That should be fine. We can go."

The two start to head back out to the car, but Misaki stops as soon as they're out the door. "Is he…Munakata…coming all the way to my apartment?"

That was kind of a strange question. Saruhiko would have thought the answer would be obvious at this point. "I mean I'd assume so…He's just dropping us off. Look, I may be able to walk again, but I can't make it all the way to your apartment." Even Saruhiko knew his limits.

"I know…" Misaki answers. "I could have taken you on my own." He mumbles, and it only partially reaches Saruhiko's ears. "Never mind." He drops it and climbs back into the car.

Saruhiko drops the subject as well, making his way back into the car with his stuff. It was pointless to try and discuss it. It's not long before they arrive at Misaki's apartment. Munakata doesn't bother getting out of the car, but offers his assistance if it's ever needed. Saruhiko's about to get out before Munakata speaks once again. "About your physical therapy, Fushimi-kun. The staff wanted to have a session once a week. They just want to keep track of your progress. I can arrange for you to be picked up and dropped off, or they could come here."

The last thing Saruhiko wanted was for anyone else to come here. "I'll go there. Just let me know when you're sending random cars here. You'll make yourself look suspicious."

"I can take him." Misaki speaks up after a moment. "I can pay for the cabs and arrange them myself."

"That's not—" Saruhiko starts to speak up, but Munakata interrupts. "Wonderful. Of course Scepter4 will reimburse you for the cab fare."

"I don't want any 'reimbursement'." Misaki's tone sounds like he's trying to mock the Captain. "I have a job and I can pay myself."

"Misaki…" Saruhiko says sternly, trying to get the other to shut up. He sighs and grabs his bag from the car. "We'll figure it out later." He tells Munakata, ending the conversation that way.

Misaki grits his teeth but says nothing else as he gets out of the car, taking Saruhiko's bag from him to carry it. "I'll meet you by the door." He says before going to stand by the apartment complex entrance.

Saruhiko watches him walk off before turning to Munakata and saying goodbye. As soon as the car drives off he turns and meets Misaki by the door like he said to. "What's with you?"

"You don't need his help to do things." Misaki mutters. "I'll take care of everything, okay?" It all completely takes Saruhiko by surprise, especially when Misaki looks up at him with sharp eyes and opens the door for him.

To be honest, it all starts to piss him off. "Last time I checked, you weren't the one in charge." He snaps back. "It's not your place to make decisions like that."

"Why not?" He fights right back. "I don't need his help. I'm taking care of you." Misaki looked up at Saruhiko with narrowed eyes.

"Yeah? Well I need his help as much as I need yours."

Misaki opens his mouth but closes it again. "You think…you need my help as much as his?" He sounds surprised and he looks honestly shocked to hear him say that.

Saruhiko, on the other hand, thought it was pretty obvious. "I chose to stay with you, didn't I? Or are you that much of an idiot that it didn't occur to you?"

"Oi…" the other pouts, glancing away. "I don't…know why you picked coming to stay with me…To be honest…"

Saruhiko sighs. "You were the better option. I told you this when you first came to visit last week…I might not be able to stand you sometimes, but I can't stand the others more."

From the corner of his eye, Saruhiko can see Misaki's lips turn up a little. It wasn't exactly a positive answer, but he nods anyways. "Okay…I'll take that answer. Come on now, you must be tired and hungry. I saw that hospital shit they called food and you probably could use some real food. Sound good?" He holds the door open for him.

He blinked and looked at Misaki for a moment. This would be his only help for the next week, maybe longer. After all they had been through in their past, it was almost as if things seemed normal again. Or maybe they were starting over. Saruhiko knew this wasn't the case, and he had no doubt Misaki understood that just as well. Yet that didn't mean they couldn't be civil and somewhat friendly to each other while they were together again. All they had to do was pretend. Saruhiko could manage it, if only for a little while. So he nods, and walks inside. "Yeah. That sounds good."