It's time for a Kawa chapter. vuv Enjoy.

"Mom, I'm gonna go play with my friends!" The dark haired boy called over his shoulder as he walked out of the front door. He heard an OK and proceeded on to his one friend's house where they all agreed to meet up and play. They were all nine or eight year olds that liked to play as if they were famous sports players or reporters, the game they found to be their favorite. When kawa reached his friend's house he was greeted by his four friends and they all five exchanged their little friendship handshake before talking about what sport they should do that day.

"How about American Football?" One friend with orange hair and many freckles suggest. He was the one that had a Japanese parent and an American one. The rest in the group thought it over and agreed to play American football players. Kawa agreed to be a player with their brunette and blonde friends while the ones with orange and dirty blonde hair agreed to be the reporters. The orange haired friend ran inside to get his father's American football ball and returned shortly after wards with it. He explained the rules of it and how things will work, as his father had explained to him. Everyone got into positions with the football and started on playing.

Kawa wasn't supposed to run a lot because of his chronic asthma but had started on it anyhow, his voice becoming weezes and pants. He ignored his friends telling him to take a break by the sidelines and went on with playing inspite of all his friends keeping up to get him to take a break, all worried for Kawa's well being since they knew he had breathing problems and didn't have his inhaler in his hooded jacket pocket.

Kawa just pushed all their annoying break talk to the side and went on with their play, also ignoring his throat feeling restricted and his heart pounding in his ears. It wasn't until his legs couldn't carry him anymore and he fell to the ground mid- run did he panic and breathlessly scream for them to get his parents, his own words trailing off as his eyes started seeing blotches of black, his breathing very short and hitched from his lungs being so restricted from his running. The sound of the ambulance coming and his mother and sister's panicked screams were the last thing he heard before he blacked out.

-Hours later-

"Wh...ere... Am I..?" Kawa groggily spoke up as his eyes came open slowly. He looked around his hospital room and saw his mother and sister asleep in a set of chairs next to the window. He was glad they were there for him and was sure his dad would be there soon to come and see him. Kawa looked himself over and noticed the nose plugs that put air into him and the heart monitor hooked up to him. He shrugged at seeing that since he was pretty much used to beign so sickly and in the hospital. It was like a second home. "Ah, I wonder where my doctor is?" He thought a loud, waking up his family. Hiroki hurried over and wrapped his arms around his youngest child and hugged him to his chest, telling him how worried he was and never to do that again while Hinata was kissing him all over the top of his head and telling him she's never hit him on the arm again because he's her precious baby brother. Then a tall, dark, and handsome looking young man walked in and Kawa pretty much blanked his family out, staring at the guy that walked in. He was in a doctor's coat but looked much too young..

"Hello," The young man said with what was a strong Indian accent. He had dark skin that looked even darker compared to his gold eyes, yet matched his choppy looking black hair. The young man wore long golden earrings and necklaces to match. His friendly smile probably being his brightest feature, though. Kawa couldn't bring himself to look away. He was mesmorized. "I'm Hansa Malik. My father will be here to see you in a few minutes. He's your doctor."

Kawa nods his head and stared more as the young man looked over the clip board on the end of the hospital bed with a thoughtful expression. He still didn't bring his attention away when an older Indian man walked in and started to talk to his mother, Hinata now doing her own thing and texting. Surely she was texting that red eyes girlfirend of hers. Though Kawa really didn't even notice this. He was too in awe of the young Indian looking over his medical records.

"Wow, you sure are lucky to be alive if that's the case." Hansa, the young Indian male, said his golden eyes wide. "Seventy five percent of lungs and born at seven months. I never had met anyone like that back home in India." he said to the nine year old sitting up staring at him. He came over and took a seat next to Kawa and set a hand on his shoulder. "Hello, little one. How are you feeling?"

Kawa's pale cheeks turned a bright red shade when he felt the hand on his shoulder and he looked wide eyed up at Hansa. His bottom lip trembled as he tried to speak up and managed to do so a moment later. "I-I'm doing okay." He had said and looked over to his heart monitor. It seemed as though it was getting louder and louder...

"You might want to calm down, litle one.. Too much excitement right now wouldn't quite be good." Hansa said and soothingly rubbed Kawa's back, trying to calm him down. Kawa leaned his head against the young man's side. It was warm and comfortable. He felt something go around his shoulder. He looked over and saw it was the blanket of his hospital bed. Ah, even more cozy. Kawa cuddled against Hansa's side and listened to him breath while watching his mother and Hansa's father talk about him and why he was there, his vision getting a bit blurry. He was about to fall asleep when Hansa talked and he woke right on up. "You're a bit small for a nine year old, you know?"

"How old are you?" Kawa asked.

"Seven teen."

"Well, you're a bit tall for a seven teen year old, you know?"

That made Hansa let out a soft laugh, and that made Kawa smile.

After a while, Hiroki stopped talking with the doctor and looked to the two sitting comfortably on the hospital bed. Something about his son and this teen made him... Pissed off. "Kawa, my baby boy" Hiroki put on a croon as he picked his son up. "We gotta go get you signed out so we can pick you up some medicines then go home~. Doesn't that sound nice? Daddy will be coming to get us, too!"

Kawa looked over his shoulder and saw Hansa was already gone. He felt his chest get tighter as disappointment to get to say goodbye sank in. "Okay, mom. Let's go."