Chapter 4
Haruka laid in her bed, her eyes closed, trying to forget the pain that went through her every time she inhaled. Suddenly the door opened, and Michiru tiptoed in. "You don't have to be silent." Haruka whispered. "I'm awake." Michiru looked at her smiling and sat down next to the bed. "Hey. How are you doing?" "Honest or soothing answer?" Haruka asked, also giving her friend a slight smile. "Honest." Michiru begged. "Terrible." Came the answer. Michiru sighed and took Harukas hand into hers, again sending waves of electricity through her friend. "I was so worried, Haruka." She admitted, gaining another smile from her blonde friend. "No need to, Michiru. I'm a tough one, you know." Michiru giggled. "Yeah I know that." She smiled at her companion, and Haruka smiled back.
"I can't give you a guarantee that I will be
able to kill Tenoh with one attack." Hiroshi said on the phone, causing Trevor
to get angry. "Well, if you can't give me that guarantee, I won't pay the
second attempt." He stated. Hiroshi snorted into the phone. "Let me inform you
that 90 of hundred attacks I do are successful at the first try." "Well, than
make sure that your attack on Tenoh is also successful at the first try."
Trevor answered coldly. "How much do you pay?" Hiroshi asked. Trevor grinned
until he remembered that Hiroshi couldn't see that on the other line of the
phone and answered: "Money doesn't matter, Hiroshi." Hiroshi chuckled. "What
are you, some rich gay ass who wanted the Tenoh guy and didn't get him?" Trevor
turned red. "No, killer. It's not important who I am. Just kill Tenoh and we'll
be friends." "That's a deal for me. When do I get my money?" "As soon as Tenoh
is dead." Trevor granted and hung up the phone. "Very well done, son." His father said. Trevor looked into the
mirror that hung on the wall over the small phone table and saw the ghostly
figure of his dad standing behind him. "Thank you, dad." Trevor answered,
smiling. The gray haired man smiled back before saying: "Now we just have to wait until the Tenoh guy is dead, son." "Yes."
Trevor answered, a devilish grin spreading over his face.
"You can leave today." Dr. Jackson informed
Haruka, much to the blonde tomboy's relief. "Thanks, doctor." Michiru, who sat
next to Harukas bed, gave the doctor a sharp look. Since the wrong diagnosis he
had made, she didn't really trust him anymore, but she tried not to show him.
"Just let me check you through one more time." Jackson begged, and Haruka
agreed. After the doctor was finished with his checking, he allowed Haruka to
pack her things and leave the hospital. Michiru had never seen her friend
packing so fast and giggled at her friend dashing around in the room, throwing
all her belongings into the rucksack Michiru had brought her after the operation.
"Haruka, slow down." The aqua haired
girl finally said when Haruka almost slipped on her way to the bathroom. "It
doesn't matter if you stay here five minutes longer." "Oh yes, it does!" Haruka
shouted from the bathroom where she searched her toothbrush. "Where is this
damn thing?" Haruka mumbled while opening all the cupboards in the small room.
Finally she spotted the object of desire, grabbed it and threw it into her
rucksack. "I'm ready!" the blonde called out. "Umm, Haruka…" Michiru slowly said when Haruka
reached for the door to leave her room and the hospital. "Yes….?" Haruka bit
her tongue; she almost said "Yes, love?" but managed to keep the last word.
"Maybe you should get dressed before you leave." Michiru giggled. Haruka looked
down at herself, only to find out that she still wore the hospital nightshift.
She blushed and quickly hurried back into the bathroom to change. Finally she
was finished and happily left the hospital with Michiru.
As soon as the two had left, Dr. Jackson got
out his cellphone, dialed and waited for his partner to pick up. "Hello?" A
deep, manly voice finally said. "It's me." Jackson stated. "Tenoh just left the
hospital." "Thanks." The guy on the other line answered and hung up. Jackson
sighed and spoke into the empty room: "You are welcome, brother."
A/N: First, I want to apologize for not posting
so long, but I was ill :-( Second, I know that cellphones are not allowed in
hospitals, but Jackson needs to use it, you'll later find out why.
And third, I want to thank all the people who
read this story and reviewed it, encouraging me to write on. Hang on for the
next chapters!
Ja ne
Cloud D.
