The sun rose with a bright excellence. Hiro was in the kitchen brewing up some coffee. He called for room service, ordering two breakfasts. Eggs, toast, and bacon. Hiro got out two coffee mugs and set them on the counter. He looked over to the bed, and saw that K hadn't moved from the position that he was in ever since last night. Hiro walked over to the ten by ten inch TV that was on the kitchen counter and turned on the news to see the weather forecast.
K rolled to the other side of the bed, and opened his eyes slowly, blinded by the light. He blinked a few times, and sat up. As the covers fell to his waist, he looked to the nightstand next to him. There lied his neatly folded clothes and his guns placed next to those. He was confused. All he remembered was going to a bar… that was it. How did he get here? K moaned quietly feeling the confusion in his hurricane throbbing head. He moved his hands to his temples and rubbed them softly. "Dammit, I'm never doing that again…" he mumbled
Hiro turned around, thinking he heard something. Lo and behold, there sat K rubbing his head. Hiro smiled, knowing that he wasn't dead from alcohol poisoning. He turned off the TV, and poured two cups of coffee. Hiro walked over to the bed. "Why good morning, K." he laughed. "Sleep well?"
K squinted up at the person who had said that. "Hiro…?" he asked
"Ua-hua." he sat on the edge of the bed. "Here, it's coffee. Should help the migraine." he held up a mug
"How did I… get here?" K asked. "What happened?"
"I dragged your ass here, and as for what happened, I don't know. You got really drunk, that's about it." he told as K sipped on the coffee. "I found you on the sidewalk, practically dead."
"I'm sorry… for… unconvincing you…" K mumbled
"Nah, its fine." Hiro laughed as there was a knock on the door. "Foods here." he smiled
The two ate and watched TV. As they finished, K took a shower and got dressed. Hiro, mean while, was stuffing his book bag with the small bottles of shampoo, water, pop, the coffee bags, and anything else he could. K walked out of the bathroom fully dressed, his hair up, and a towel around his shoulders. He looked at the scurrying Hiro across the room. "Hiro," he called.
Hiro stopped and looked behind him to see K. "Yeah?"
"…thank you…" he smiled
Hiro nodded smiling. "Where are you going to stay?"
"Joan said that I could have the summer house until this is all over. I'll be staying there." he told.
"…you gonna be ok?"
"What would make you feel better?"
"Get over it soon, don't ponder it, and get in the dating world again." Hiro said flipping the book bag over his shoulder. "Kay K?" he smiled, laughing
K smiled. "I'll try Hiro."
"It'll make you feel better. I promise." Hiro smiled walking out of the room. "And there's no practice today!" he shouted going down the stairs.
"A good cry then… will clear me up…" K said with shaking eyes.
The next day, K was feeling much better, doing as Hiro said and not dwelling on it. K made his way into N.G from the parking lot, the elevator and up to Tohma's office. He went to grab the handle of Tohma's door, and the door opened, K backed up, and a woman with papers in her hands and a large case hanging off her shoulder came out and bumped into K. She was startled and dropped the papers, the case falling to her elbow. "I-I'm sorry." she apologized picking up the papers.
"No, don't be, it was an accident." K smiled, helping her pick up the papers. They both stood back up and K handed her the papers she dropped. The woman had midnight black cropped hair, cut to the hairline and long strands off to the side of her face, small stands in the middle. She had pale skin and a well-built body structure. Faint reminiscence of an earth tone lipstick remained. Her hands were dainty and had on ring on her right hand, on her ring finger, but obviously not a wedding ring. Yellow glasses with black half-frames, eyes a dark green. For earrings, were two silver ear cuffs, one on each ear. A darkened tan shirt was mostly covered by the black leather jacket she wore. Her pants, black leather bellbottoms. And her shoes were black heels and were shiny.
"Well thank you, I have to get going." nodding to him, she smiled, and with a blush went down the hall.
"AKI-CHANNNN! WAIT FOR MEEE!" Ryuichi shouted as he ran though the door and up to the woman he called "Aki"
K raised an eyebrow and lowered the other watched the two.
"Aki-chan! Let's go out for lunch!" he laughed as he was hanging off her back holding onto her neck
"Sakuma-sama, I respect you, but you don't know me!" she said looking at him
"But you're a good friend of Tohma's! And any friend of Tohma's is a friend of mine!" he laughed. "I'll get to know you better if we're eating! C'mon, let's go to the diner down the street!" he said oh-so-happily
"All right, Sakuma-sama…" she sighed, walking into the elevator
"YAYYYY!" he cheered as the door closed.
K walked into Tohma's office. "Ryuichi's playmate?"
Tohma laughed. "No. The woman is a friend of mine from before Nittle Grasper, and you know Ryuichi, he likes to know everyone. Anyway, her name is Akiko Nozomi. She's a journalist at the local newspaper."
"What was she doing here?"
Describing hair style: looking much like "Aeon" from the movie "AeonFlux"
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