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Chapter 17
Kaname.
"Chairman! He's awake."
"Yuuki~ It's daddy!"
"Uhh." I moaned while I tried to clear out my vision and was greeted by a pair of deep, soulful eyes.
"Goodmorning, KA-NA-ME!" She giggled and leaned back on her seat next to me.
I turned my head to the side and stabled my body with my elbows. As I sat up, a twinge of numbness ran into my belly, which made me flinch.
"Does your booboo hurt?" The pair of doe eyes' owner asked, standing up from her seat. Her dress was flowing as she walked towards the corner and opened cabinets, while calling for 'chairman'.
"Yes, Yuuki?" A man behind spectacles popped his head on the door post and looked at me, hearing the shifting of blankets. "Goodmorning Kaname-kun! I brought you a bowl of porridge." He semi-hopped towards me, with his pink apron wrapped around his bodice.
"Chairman, Kaname's aching!"
"That's normal, Yuuki. You should know that."
Her eyebrows furrowed. "I wouldn't know. I always win without scratches, remember?"
"Yuuki, this is not the right time to get all.. cocky."
She laughed. "Chairman, I don't have a cock."
"I know, and if I tell you not to get all pussy, then that'll mean the opposite."
"Uhm?" I interjected, before they get err—naughtier.
"Ah! Yes, Kaname-kun. Here." He laid the tray before me. It smelled good. It made my stomach grumble in hunger. The Great Kuran is starving.
"Chairman, chairman!"
"I won't talk to you until you call me daddy." Her father pouted.
"Fine," She breathed. "Daddy, what colour was that bottle again?"
"It was transparent my dear beautiful magnificent daughter." He grinned.
She turned her back to him and walked back to the corner, opening cupboards. As soon as she found what she was looking for, she hopped towards the bed and gave me the small bottle.
"Bottoms up, KA-NA-ME-kun." She smiled at me, as innocent as any deer can look.
As I was savouring the last drop of the so-called pain-reliever medicine...
My body went hot, literally hot.
Ruka.
I woke up feeling numb and frail, the scent of too much hygienic toxins suffocating me up with care. The luxury of salty vaporized medical liquid, hugging my tongue while tickling my breathing.
Hospital.
Another attack.
I shifted to my right to look for the only source of communication in this place. I pushed it with my still-shaking hand.
"Nurse Station."
"Uh, Nurse?"
"Ah, yes... Room number 421, assistance will be there in a jiffy."
A petite woman in white came inside my room after a minute. She took off the oxygen mask and asked me if I need anything else, like propping the bed or turning the air conditioner's temperate higher. I shook my head as an answer. She just told me to press the red button if I needed anything and then she went out.
I looked at the dextrose that stuck the back of my hand. I was used to this. I looked at the clock on the wall... 7:35. I don't know whether it's AM or PM, or what day is it...
All I know is that... my body can't handle this anymore.
Moments later, I heard squeaks of rubber soles invading the hallway beyond my doors.
"Ruka," The tinkle of elegantly harmonized bells surrounded my name. I gave her a crooked smile as she walked towards me. She hugged me as she did came close, muttering soft apologies.
I giggled tiredly. "Rima, what time is it?"
She gently pushed herself away to look at her watch. "7:48."
"AM? PM?"
She slid off my bed and walked towards the other wall with the drawn curtains. As she sweeps them off to the sides, the morning light broke gracefully with every opening.
I closed my eyes and let the light wash over my face, caressing my skin. "Rima,"
"Hm?" I felt her presence on the edge of the bed. "You want apple? I'll skin one for you." She was waiting for my answer.
I shook my head, my eyes still closed. "Rima, let's stop..."
"Uh-huh."
I opened my eyes with her immediate answer. I mean, I thought there would still be arguments hanging the decision up... before she'll come to her senses. I mean, kkangpae-ing is a part of her being, as it is a part of me.
"What?" Or maybe I just heard it wrong...
"Okay," She smiled slightly.
"Are you sure?"
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah." She stood up and went to get an apple. "I'm getting married anyway, so, you know, and..." She looked at me with the corner of her eye. "I don't want this to happen." She inhaled deeply. "Ever. Again."
Rima.
I walked back to Ruka's bed and placed the platelet of rabbit-formed apple slices in front of her. "Eat, you'll feel better."
She nodded and got one. "Rima, how many days have I been asleep?"
"Almost 4 days, if you haven't waken up just now."
"Ehhhh?" She chewed loudly and swallowed in an instant. "Did dad visit?"
I shook my head. "No,"
"OH-MY-GOD. Di-Did he know that I-?"
I sighed. "Ruka, the drill. We gave him the drill."
*The Drill- the petty, typical excuses and reasons we gave them for absences caused by gangstering; the cuts, scratches... and death.
"Oh. Yeah." She exhaled. "So, what did you tell him?" She chewed another apple rabbit.
I shrugged. "You know, the usual. I called your house while you were at the ER. Told Nana to tell your dad that we were having a farewell party for you... coz you know, of your Europe trip and such, and that we'll be having a camping at the Tropicals, if you decided not to wake up as early..." I grinned. "We're at the Cross Hospital right now, so it'll be quite impossible for them to track us down, if ever they worry too much about you... and me."
*Cross Hospital- the private underground hospital for gangsters in MD.
"Did you go home?" She asked, swallowing the last slice.
"Well, you can say that... I just got a couple of clothes from the house while Ichiru was busy with your paper works..."
"You slept here?"
I nodded. "I was here for the whole three days and three nights. Don't worry, it wasn't that boring. I take long walks in the morning, around the hospital garden. Do sight-seeing in the afternoon, on the rooftop. And come back here around 6PM to watch TV. I eat in the hospital food court, by the way, good recipes."
She smiled.
"What?!"
"You look... contented... did something good happen?"
I shrugged, like it was not that big of a deal. "My gown is ready, so I was hoping that once you wake up, you'll do the fitting before we go home... you know, the maid of honour attire..."
She squealed. "Rima~ when!?"
I smirked. "2 days after you get home from your trip in Europe."
END. (of chapter)
A/N: Okay, I'm sorry if it took so long. I was too preoccupied with my wattpad account wherein I write Indie stories with my mother language. Anyway, Read, and then keep the Reviews coming, coz they inspire me.
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