Hi guys! Sorry it took so long for the next chapter to come out. I attended a wedding overseas, and came home with food poisoning! :/ I've been eating NOTHING, I repeat, NOTHING but porridge for 5 days now. I've lost so much weight :'D So if you wanna lose weight, go eat some bad eggs ahahaha.

This is a mild chapter. Of course, Akari and Yogi still have a long ways to go before they can kissy nyehehe, but I definitely intend to make it happen. The next chapter is on its way! Trust me when I say the next chapter is going to be exciting! :)

Akari was exhausted. It had been a few days since the purge on Smoky mansion had ended, and the doctor finally had a little spare time to take a well deserved break. Akari's body seemed to scream at him to lie down, so he relaxed into the comforts of his sofa. Akari couldn't control a soft sigh of pleasure as the soft cushion and his body met. He was a workaholic, and his office was more or less his room.

Akari could feel his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Yogi's checkup... is in... an hour, I should be able to... Akari thought as he slowly drifted off into the realm of dreams.

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Yogi was pacing up and down in his room. It was the day of his check-up once again. His fear for Akari-sensei didn't disappear but it remained at the back of his head. The predominant emotion Yogi was feeling was something one would least expect out of him; He was actually excited to see Akari-sensei, but that troubled him to no end. Why am I feeling this way? Yogi sped up, he was immersed in his own thoughts. No no no no no. Suddenly, something hard smashed right into his face. "OUCHH!" Yogi cried in pain.

He crouched down onto the floor, trembling in pain as he held his face in his hands. His body was shaking from the impact. Yogi had walked straight into an unforgiving wall. Yogi curled up into a ball and massaged his forehead. The mirror was situated right in front of him, and the bruise on his face was painfully obvious. An angry bruise coloured red and blue bloomed between his eyebrows, and it hurt like a bitch. Yogi could feel the tears well up in his eyes.

He relaxed his body on the floor and closed his eyes.

What face should I make when I see Akari-sensei? He thought long and hard. Yogi could've laid there for a long time, but it was 15 minutes away from his check-up. I should get going. He stood up, but not before taking one last glance at his bruise. He touched it gently, but it was more than enough to make him regret. Anything that came into contact with the bruise seemed to hurt.

His courage faded a little due to the bruise.

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By the time he had reached the hospital he was dragging his feet- again. I knew it... I just can't do it. He clung onto the wall for support. He noticed that the door to Akari-sensei's office was left slightly open. Normally Akari-sensei's office doors would be shut tight in the morning. There were important and classified materials in there, and Akari-sensei would normally be busy making his rounds around the hospital. The doors had to be locked, but it was actually left open. Yogi's curiosity was immediately piqued (bad habit). He straightened up and sneaked over.

He peeped through the crack in the doors, expecting to see an Akari-sensei hard at work as usual, flipping through documents, making calls, or scolding subordinates. What he saw, however, was unexpected. Yogi felt his jaw drop a little. Akari-sensei was sleeping albeit a little too defenselessly on his couch. He found himself mesmerised by the sight.

"Ahem." A feminine voice sounded from behind him, taking Yogi by surprise. "Yogi-san. What in the world do you think you are doing?"

A nurse questioned him fiercely. "Shouldn't you be getting to your check-up? Akari-sensei will get angry again!"

Yogi paused. T-They don't know that sensei's sleeping here..? Yogi immediately turned around, breaking out into a forced smile.

"Y-You see, I was just about t-to go for t-the check-up! I j-just thought that Akari-sensei may h-have been here. Aha, ahahahahaha!" A flimsy excuse tumbled out of Yogi's mouth. "I'll get going ASAP!" If the excuse didn't work, he was prepared to cook up more. He felt a strange dutiful need to protect Akari's sleeping face. For some reason, the idea of this nurse, or any other person for that matter, catching Akari-sensei while he was sleeping made Yogi upset.

The nurse looked dubious, but she had her own work to do. She made due with the excuse and walked away. Yogi let out a sigh of relief. He turned back and looked at Akari-sensei.

Unable to resist, he sneaked into the room quietly. Circus had taught him many things, one of that was to conceal your presence. Yogi was a bit embarrassed by the fact that he was using one of his skills for the battlefield on Akari-sensei, but he just couldn't fight the temptation to see his sleeping face up-close. He crept toward Akari-sensei as quietly as possible, and settled with a spot right in front of his face.

He felt his eyes scanning Akari-sensei's face. He had eye bags and he looked extremely lethargic. Yet, he looked peaceful and...

"Handsome..."

Yogi thought aloud. Oh no! Yogi screamed in his mind. Did I wake him?!

"Mmmm..." Akari-sensei mumbled. Yogi stayed rooted to the ground, extremely tensed.

Akari-sensei reached out and grabbed Yogi by the neck, pulling him towards himself. Yogi muffled a shriek and let himself get dragged. Akari-sensei rubbed his head against Yogi's hair, and it took Yogi all his strength not to flinch backwards. Akari-sensei was treating Yogi as a pillow. Yogi could feel his whole body burn up. "Uwah..." He said softly. Yogi had no idea what to do, he could feel his hair stand on his arms. Akari-sensei felt strangely...soft and comfortable on his head. He really liked the feeling. He considered his options, to quickly untangle himself from the doctors arms and give a flimsy excuse so as to explain why he was there, or to stay in his embrace.

The answer was obvious.

Yogi remained beside Akari-sensei. His face grew redder with every passing second, It was a waste that he couldn't see Akari-sensei's sleeping face anymore, but he was happy enough. If he could see his sleeping face, he wouldn't be able to stop blushing. Yogi knew he couldn't make a sound, but it got increasingly difficult not to. He felt his own rebellious hands creep up to caress the doctor's face, only to find that his skin was pretty smooth. Yogi wanted more. He was actually ready to stay there, for as long as it took.

Before long, Akari-sensei began to toss and turn, spelling the end to Yogi's happy dream. A-Already?! Yogi thought in panic, he had to get out of there quick. His mind was in a mess, and no good ideas on how to escape came to him. True enough, the man's eyes flew open in mere moments.

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Akari laid sprawled on his couch. He was still a bit groggy from the nap. He vaguely remembered holding someone in his sleep, but he quickly blew it off as a dream. "Impossible..." He whispered to himself, "how can anyone enter my office without permission?" Still, he thought that the dream was strangely realistic. Suddenly, reality came crashing down onto him. All former grogginess was swept away.

He immediately sat up and made a sharp turn towards the clock on the wall. It was 5 minutes to Yogi's checkup and the equipment had yet to be prepared. Akari muttered a curse under his breath; He hated being unprepared and always expected more from himself. This was a fine mistake on his part. He ruffled his pink hair out of habit. Akari was still troubled deep down about the realistic "dream", but he had no time to waste. He grabbed his coat and headed out.

Meanwhile, Yogi was hiding behind the sofa, tensed up and nervous. " P-Phew..."

Yogi waited a few minutes before he decided that the coast was clear. He knew that he had to get to the check-up before Akari-sensei got angry, but he was ready to meet Akari-sensei just yet. Something inside him told him that if he saw Akari-sensei now, he wouldn't be able to act normal. The memory of Akari-sensei's defenseless sleeping face would resurface.

Yogi drew his knees toward his chest and rested his head on them. Recently, he had seen a lot more of Akari-sensei's different facial expressions and actions. Yogi didn't realise how shaken up he was by them. He placed a hand over his heart and silently listened to his heartbeat. He thought of Akari-sensei laughing, being relieved, and sleeping defenselessly. His heartbeat quickened and his face flushed red.

You want to learn more about him. Get closer to him, don't you? A voice at the back of his head said.

"Yeah... I do." Yogi said without thinking. He gasped and immediately cupped his mouth with his hand. No..no way. Yogi hung his head.

He let out a deep sigh full of resignation and stared at the ceiling. What should I do?

Hurhur, looks like Yogi is beginning to realise his feelings. dundundundun
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