Haruka was working on her computer when she heard a brief knock on her door. It was almost lunch time.

"Yes?" she looked up and Oishi opened the door of her office.

"Hi." He smiled gently. "Are you having lunch soon? I asked Eiji-kun to prepare a bigger obento so I could share it with you."

The golden eyes were serious over him and she was silent.

"I know I'm not your favorite person right now, but can we talk? It's about Eiji-kun. He needs some help."

She took a deep breath.

"Okay."

They sat on the cafeteria, across from each other in the most distant table, to have some privacy, and Shuichirou placed the obento in front of her. There were small pork hamburgers, salad, rice and teriyaki sauce. She picked up one of the hamburgers and ate slowly, putting her hand in front of her face, trying to hide how delicious it was.

"Is it good?" Shuichirou smiled.

"So, what did happen to him?" she asked after eating.

"He has traumatic disorder." he said, seriously. "I found out last Friday during the storm."

"Why?"

"Something happened during the time he was at the orphanage. He was victim of some cruelty from older kids and it was associated with thunders. So, every time there's a storm, he has a panic attack. He was unable to speak or walk or even breathe properly. I had to pick him up on my arms and take him home. It's very serious."

"How long is this happening?"

"Since his mother abandoned him. He was 5 years old."

"That's a lot of time for suffering with such a thing. Has he ever done therapy?"

"For a little while, before he was adopted. There were some circumstances he couldn't continue. So, I was wondering if you know a place where he could do it with an affordable price or even for free.

"Sure. I can look for something near your place or his college, so it can be easier for him. Where's he studying?"

"Hattori Nutrition College, it's on Shibuya."

"Okay. As soon as I get some places, I will send to you by message. Eiji-kun can choose the best for him."

"Thank you, so much, Hakura." He smiled.

"Don't need to thank me." She said, before picking up some salad and eating it.

"Takumi has come back, right? He sent me a message yesterday. He said he wanted to have a meal together."

"Yeah, he told me the same." She didn't look at him.

"Haruka, I know you don't like Tezuka, but he never did anything wrong. Every time I was with him was from my own free will, including that time when…"

"I don't want to talk about this." The golden eyes were hard.

"He didn't even know I was dating you back then."

"What?" she was really surprised.

"He didn't know. He has no blame on what happened, it was all my fault." He looked at her gently. "I'm happy, being on this relationship. But, I will not be with him if you're seriously against it and if you tell me, right now, that you don't want me to be with him. I already failed you once, I won't do it again. You're too precious for me."

Haruka looked at him seriously and silently for a long moment. Since they met each other, she could always be sure of Shuichirou's love for Tezuka. Even when they were dating, she had no intentions of ever substitute him on Oishi's heart. Tezuka was his first teenager crush and he had stubbornly held onto those feelings, silently and patiently waiting for him to remember about the young doctor's existence when it was useful for him. Was Tezuka really going to be able to make him happy, the way he deserved after so many years of devotion? Haruka looked deep inside the green eyes and silently begged her friend's feelings would be answered properly.

She took a deep breath and looked at him kindly.

"If you say you're happy, that's enough with me."

"Thank you, Haruka." He smiled, relieved.

"So, what about your birthday? Since Takumi is back, we can finally do something, right? Even though more than two weeks had passed by."

"We could have dinner at my place." He said, gently. "I will ask Eiji-kun if Thursday night is a good day."

"Did you even tell Eiji-kun about it?"

"Not really. He was busy with tests. And, after becoming an adult, birthdays aren't that big of a deal anymore." He ate a piece of the hamburger. "It wouldn't be fun without you guys anyway."

"It's a deal, then." She smiled kindly.

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Kunimitsu stretched himself on the chair. He was studying some documents on his dinning table. He had dinner after leaving his office and took a bath just after returning home from work. How long was he there anyway? He picked up his phone and looked at the time. It was 10 o'clock already. He scrolled his messages and stopped at Oishi's contact and the dark eyes were gentle, remembering about their last conversation. Shuichirou was coming to spend the weekend, right? That would be a first for him. Fuji never allowed him to do such a thing, to spend so much time together.

"I wonder what kind of food he likes to eat." He talked to himself. "On the few times we ate together, he didn't seem to be picky."

He felt a little stupid and guilty for not knowing many things about him, even knowing each other for so long.

He remembered a few things of their high school years together, but not enough to be confidant about Shuichirou's preferences. And, on the last years, their encounters were always brief and based on sex. Was he really going to be able to be in a relationship properly? What else people do besides having sex? Ah, sex. Was it okay to continue to do it every time they saw each other, like before? He thought about the last time they had sex on his home and how Oishi was the one who initiated things.

He remembered his warmth, his voice and the look on the green eyes on those private moments. Tezuka was stricken by the sudden desire of seeing him and wondered if it was possible to do it before the weekend. He was about to look at his schedule for the next days when a new message arrive at his phone. He found it strange and was surprised at seeing the sender. He stood up and walked towards the door, opening it quickly.

"Syuusuke." He said, a little surprised.

Fuji was in front of him with a small white paper bag and looked at him kindly.

"Good evening. I'm sorry coming so suddenly at such time."

It seemed liked centuries had passed since they saw each other. Before Tezuka could say anything, he stretched his arm and put the bag in front of him.

"I came to return these for you. You left a couple of shirts and a toothbrush at my place. Your spare key is in there as well."

"Thank you." He said, picking up the object. "I'm sorry for the trouble."

"No trouble at all. I should have done it sooner, but I was busy at work. I'm traveling tomorrow morning again, so… I just wanted to solve this already."

"I see."

"You seem well." The blue eyes were kind.

"I'm well." He was able to hide how fast his heart was beating inside his chest. Was his hair longer? He seemed tired, was he able to sleep properly?

"I'm sorry about the last time we talked to each other. I lost my temper."

"I did it as well. Do not apologize."

"But, I didn't lie, Kunimitsu. I had no idea I had hurt you. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay." Tezuka said, sincerely. "I think it was the best for both of us."

Fuji was surprised for a moment, before chuckling.

"I guess it was." He looked at him and Tezuka noticed a hint of sadness on his eyes. "Well, I'm sorry for bothering you again. Good night."

"Good night." It was all he was able to say, before Fuji turned his back and entered in the elevator in hurried steps.