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Dr. Oga had been missing for almost two months. The only reason the Japanese government was still interested in his disappearance was because the only living extraterrestrial to date had been recorded wrapping its arms around Oga when they both vanished from the locked room in the secluded government facility. Dr. Lamia was head of the search team dedicated to clues about the good doctor's disappearance, but after such a long time with very little to go on, things looked bleak after a week. It fell off her priority list, and even though she missed seeing the grumpy man every time she passed by block 6, Lamia somehow knew he was being taken care of.

She twirled a strand of pink hair over her index finger. What a lucky bastard! He's experiencing something completely new and I'm stuck here prodding dead things. The only thing Dr. Lamia could see herself connecting too is Oga's cellphone. After searching the entire room from corner to corner, it was never recovered after his disappearance. Lamia pulled her phone out. Pink, of course, with a little green syringe charm lightly tapping the screen. It would be impossible to expect Dr. Oga's stupid face to illuminate her screen, but, it did.

"Hello?"

The phone call cut out before much of the conversation could continue. Lamia thought that maybe her phone was glitching because how could Oga call her when there was probably no such thing as cell phone towers wherever he had run off too. Yet, her phone did it again.

"Oga?"

"Oh thank the gods. Lamia? Can you hear me?"

"Yeah! Where the hell are you?"

"I can't quite explain all of it yet, but I sort of teleported with Furuichi."

"I know! We've been trying to look for you! Wait… who the heck is Furuichi?"

"Nevermind that. I think I've found some sort of portal- fuck, I can't understand anything in the place! Nothing adheres to real science!"

"Why can't I just teleport over there? I wanna see impossible science too!"

"Shut up Lamia! All they eat is fruit that's so sweet it makes my head hurt. My tongue doesn't move fast enough to speak their language. And Furuichi thinks I'm his mate!"

Dr. Lamia laughed so hard she fell back in her chair. "His what?"

"Apparently offering this species a piece of fruit is like asking someone out. If they accept, then you're officially mated. Unless someone fucks up. In which case, the other mate rips off a finger and then they break-up or something."

Lamia barely heard a word of Oga's explanation because she was trying to contain her fits of laughter. The usually loud guards that walk the facility suddenly went quiet. Lamia had been under the suspicion that her movements were being closely monitored since Oga's disappearance. There had been talk about the higher ups using Oga's knowledge to capture as many of Takayuki's kind in order to weaponize them. If they found out that she was speaking to him now, they could all be in a lot of danger.

"Girl you better man up and tell him what's up!"

"Do you think this is funny? I could lose a finger! Mine don't regrow like theirs do!"

"Look sweetie, we'll find some time to talk over dinner. I can't really talk now because I'm at work. And if you tell me all about how good he is in bed, the whole tower will hear you. Walls have ears, you know."

"I don't understand what's going on right now. But I'm getting the gist of it. I'll call you in a few hours."

"Aw, well, we'll hang out soon. Talk later."

As soon as Dr. Lamia mentioned being good in bed, the heavy clops of boots hitting the hallway floors began up again. She's going to have to be really careful if they were all going to make it out okay.

Oga stared at his phone. He was lucky to find some semblance of reception after Mickey Mousing the device, but something was wrong. Lamia wouldn't make up a script unless they were all in danger. The brunet never trusted his workplace, to be more exact, he didn't trust those with too much power in the government facility. Going home meant, he'd be risking Furuichi's future and maybe the future of the whole planet. Staying here meant, never seeing his family or friends for the rest of his life. It meant living off food that didn't sit well with his taste buds. A language he could never hope to speak. It meant an unwanted married life. It meant change. Oga wasn't ready for that. Even though it meant hurting Furuichi, who was nothing more than kind and patient with him, Oga had to get home. Now to find a way that wouldn't jeopardize a whole planet.

A/N: Aaaaaaannnnddd the winners are... 6. Obsession, 13. Running Away and 18. Love! Thanks to all who participated!