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I was the first one to arrive at the hospital the next day to see my cousin. It was too early for Hunny to wake up since it was a weekend, so I was alone. The mood of the hospital was sleepy, but it was slowly waking up, nurses pushing around carts of breakfast trays around the hospital, much like you would see on an economy airplane. Moreover, it was quiet as I walked up to the front desk. The woman sitting there looked tired, a mug of coffee steaming in front of her as she looked up at me.

"I'm here to see my cousin, Miyako Morinozuka." I said, and she nodded without a word and typed something into her computer. Reading what she saw on the screen, she pressed a button on her phone and spoke.

"Family member of Miyako Morinozuka has come to visit." She released the button and waited, staring dully at the computer screen. The phone buzzed.

"Send him in." The woman nodded sleepily at me, and turned her screen so I could see, and pointed to my cousin's room number. I scanned the information quickly.

"Your cousin is on the fifth-" Fourth. I corrected her in my head. She blinked and went to rub her eye, but remembering her makeup, went for the coffee instead, blinking. "Sorry, fourth floor in room…" She paused and squinted slightly this time to make sure she was right. I smiled slightly at her. She sure is tired. It's room 667. "-667 in the East wing. Here's a map." She said, rummaging in her desk drawers and drawing out a small, glossy, folded-up, brochure-like map and unfolded a certain section of it, folding it so the east wing was obvious. "You are here." She said, drawing a small red dot where I was standing in front of the desk, concentrating fully on it. She found room 667 on the map and drew another dot. "You want to go here. You'll want to go to the elevators," she said, drawing a line from where I was standing to the elevators behind the desk, and drew another, smaller dot inside the elevator. "Once you get to the fourth floor, you'll turn left, and it's the tenth door on the right." She said, drawing the line as she spoke, and poked the dot that stood in front of door 667 as if to punctuate her point. I smiled slightly. Tired people can be funny sometimes… I thought to myself. She looked up at me with a tired, pretty smile and handed me the map. "Have a nice visit, sir." I blinked and smiled, giving her a short, polite bow before turning and walking away. Sir? Do I look that old? I thought. It was the first time I'd been called it.

Looking at the map, I saw a stairwell that would put me right in front of Miyako's door, and took a left around a corner and went through the door there and began climbing. It wasn't very long before I was standing in front of Miyako's door, where a nurse was busy navigating out the door, backing out trying to pull a breakfast cart after her and trying to keep the door open while she did so. Seeing that she was having a hard time of it, I reached out and held the door for her. She looked up in surprise when she felt the weight lift, and smiled gratefully at me.

"Thank you, sir. Are you here to see your cousin?" I blinked. Word travels fast. I nodded with a gentle expression, and she smiled widely at me. "Well go on in! I've just given her her breakfast, so you can help her eat if she's having a hard time of it." She said, and pushed the cart off happily. I blinked after her for second, then turned my gaze into the room, closing the door after me. I walked in a little and saw her, looking at her food with a little bit of a frown on her face, and my breath caught in my throat. She's grown up to be beautiful. I thought, stunned. My little girl cousin with a sad story. She's beautiful.

"Miyako." She looked up with a silent, surprised gasp.

"Takashi?"

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I couldn't eat. I was hungry, but I couldn't eat because lifting my arm jarred my ribs, which had been fused only last night by the doctors who took care of me. So I was still unbelievably sore. I sighed. The Ootori hospitals seemed to have the huge advantage of having real, delicious-looking food for their patients, but the disadvantage was that I was too sore to move.

"Miyako." I nearly jumped out of my skin, because I hadn't heard anyone come in after the nurse. Normally I would be able to sense someone in any kind of situation, so it was strange, my being surprised by that deep voice. I looked up, and when I saw him, my eyes widened in surprise as I gasped. A part of me recognized my seven-year-old cousin from when I was six, but…he was a giant now…

"Takashi?" I breathed, feeling my heart beat under the suspense. Then he smiled, his face lighting up exactly as I remembered. I couldn't help but gasp again, but thankfully much more lightly this time. I smiled, and my eyes started to tear up, which was a little strange, because I was never really one to show too much emotion at the drop of a coin. "Oh my god…" I breathed, reaching out for him, and seeing his blurred from move closer and take my hand. Such huge hands now. So many things to say ran through my head, and I chose the safest one to say. "It's been so long, squirt." I smiled, and by the way he lightly squeezed my hand, I could tell he remembered too. Back when he was seven, and I was six, he was actually shorter than me. Just by guessing, I just about came up to the center of his chest now. Calling him that was surely a contradiction now, 'cause he was so tall. I took a shaky breath and tried to wipe my eyes on my shoulder, only to have Takashi reach up and do it for me.

My eyes clear now, I smiled at him and whispered a 'thanks.'- I couldn't get over how much he'd changed. I wet my lips and looked at him again. It was somewhat startling to see how much of a man he'd become. He truly grew up.

"You've grown up, Takashi." He smiled slightly, his eyes sad, and my smile faded away.

"You too." He said, and he sighed, taking a seat next to my bed, still holding onto my hand. "I saw you come in last night." He said briefly, and I listened patiently. Takashi never was one much for words, and he usually didn't speak very much after a long conversation, even though he mostly didn't talk anyways. "I recognized you, and followed you, and read your energy." He paused and looked down. This was his way of sighing. He looked back up at me. "You had very sad energy. Felt like tears and dust and sad. So I asked to know why." I felt dread building up inside me. I felt like I knew where this was going. "I saw how your family-"

"Don't." I said, and I squeezed his hand gently, looking at my lap, trying not to cry, and failing as a few tears made their way down my cheeks. "Please don't." I said, my voice starting to choke up. I was shaking slightly, and I felt Takashi squeeze my hand gently and then let go. My vision was blurred, so I looked up, confused. "Takashi?"

"Open up." I blinked, and tilted my head to the side curiously. I could practically feel him smile. "Food." I opened my mouth, and he carefully put some warm scrambled eggs in with a fork, and I sighed, smiling as I chewed. Delicious. I thought, and my stomach growled its appreciation. It's been way too long. Since I last had food like this. I squeezed my eyes shut to get the last drops of moisture out of my eyes, and I felt Takashi's thumb on my cheek again, wiping them away. I smiled as he dried my tears, opening them and smiling when he was done.

"Thank you." I whispered. He smiled.


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