I am so sorry everyone! I update as fast as a snail...which isn't very fast. I am really busy with school work, it's piling up like a mountain I swear. D:
I HOPE YOUR LOVE FOR AKARI X YOGI NEVER DIES !

Akari stared blankly at the documents that laid before him. They were reports from the researchers he had sent out to study about the country of Yogi's birth. He had spent the whole night reading through the mountain of work and he had never been so troubled.

The reason why Yogi has another persona... to think that Yogi's own people would do this to him... Akari thought in utter contempt.

He slammed his fist on the table and walked out of the office, bent on taking a trip around the hospital to check up on patients. Deep down, he hoped the walk would keep his mind off Yogi.

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"You want me to keep this a secret from the Government, and tell you the results of my analysis?" Akari asked solemnly, considering all his options.

"Yes. There is no time to waste if we want to catch Palnedo." Hirato said gravely.

"Yeah Akari! We hope you can close one eye and pretend you don't know what's going on!" Tsukitachi said jubilantly.

Akari's mind was in an organised mess. Hirato and Tsukitachi were planning to invade a kafka related company, and whether he liked it or not, he was already in on their plans. He thought carefully. Normally Akari would strongly object, but he wasn't ready to let Palnedo slip out of their hands again. If they wasted any time, it was true that the enemy would escape again.

What Hirato and Tsukitachi were planning to do wouldn't only benefit Circus, Akari would also be able to get his hands on valuable information about the Varuga, discovering more about Kafka's secrets.

"I ... understand." Akari said as he stood up and walked away.

"That..." Hirato began. "I leave Yogi to you."

Akari looked back at Hirato with a clouded expression before he walked off.

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Akari entered the second ship. His hair was a mess from flying straight into the ship. He ran his free hand through his pink hair. He wasted no time and went straight into the preparation room.

The room held all the fighters, readying themselves for the imminent fight with Palnedo and his company. Akari let his eyes wander around the room. He found Tsukumo, Eva, Gareki, Nai and...

"Ah." Akari let the sound slip from his mouth. Yogi was there.

Akari began walking towards the blonde man. As he got closer, he began to lose himself in his thoughts. Recently, Yogi was always popping up randomly in his thoughts. The young man's painful past, the pain he had to put himself through daily, and his ridiculous expressions and actions. They all bothered Akari. What troubled Akari the most though, was why he was suddenly plagued with thoughts of the idiot.

Akari got to Yogi and forced him down to a nearby chair. He whipped out his equipment, a sharp needle filled with anti-allergy medicine, an injection just for Yogi.

"S-sensei?" Yogi said taken completely by surprise. "W-What are you doing here?" Yogi could feel the colour rise in his cheeks. He remembered how Akari-sensei had laughed the last time they met and couldn't bring himself to meet his eyes. Whatever Yogi was feeling, he knew it was forbidden.

In any case, the members of Circus were readying themselves for battle, Yogi did not expect Akari-sensei's presence there. He was strangely pleased.

"Akari-sensei?" Yogi asked once more when the doctor offered no reply. Yogi stared straight into the man's face, worried.

Akari was still lost in thought. This idiot... Akari thought. He knew that Yogi was no fan of fighting. He hated killing, especially Varuga who were formally people. Yogi had the naiveté of any other teenager, believing in the good that still remained in people. Of course, he had never let it hinder him from completing his mission, but Akari knew that with every successive kill, Yogi killed a part of himself too.

Akari let out a long, deep sigh filled with resignation. His eyebrows creased into a frown.

Yogi began to panic. Did I make sensei angry again?

Yogi flailed and flailed spouting apologies over and over again. "I didn't mean to stare I mean I was just worried that you, not worried but just concerned? Not concerned but-"

Yogi stopped talking when he realised, all that he said was not being absorbed by Akari.

Yogi felt his heart drop. Something was wrong. Akari-sensei would usually throw him one of his signature black faces, telling him to shut up, and yet here he was, lips tightly pursed together. He inched closer to Akari-sensei instinctively, and when he wasn't pushed away, he dropped into a whisper,

"Is...something wrong? Akari-sensei?" Yogi asked, he tried to sound normal, but his voice betrayed his emotions.

Yogi's voice seemed to remind Akari that he wasn't alone. He blinked a few times, adjusting to his surroundings. "Akari..sensei?" Yogi asked hesitantly now. Akari looked up and was startled by the closeness of Yogi's face, they were mere inches apart. He lost his composure for a second, and showed his vulnerable side. Akari immediately steeled himself, and carefully adjusted his facial expression to make it neutral and calm.

Yogi froze.

Why did Akari-sensei look so...lost? It was only a split second, but Yogi had caught Akari's expression. Yogi's heart tightened, like something was clenching it. He enjoyed seeing Akari-sensei's different expressions, but he didn't like this one at all. Why was the headstrong doctor showing such a side?

Yogi felt himself tremble a little.

"What's wrong?" Akari asked Yogi. When Yogi failed to reply, Akari quickly made the connections in his mind.

"It's pathetic how you are so scared of a mere injection at your age." The doctor said as usual.

Yogi sagged his shoulders. It's not the needle I'm afraid of... Yogi thought to himself. He gazed at Akari-sensei. His eyes showed a mixture of worry, sadness and curiosity.

"Oi," Akari said, showing no emotion on his face. Inside however, he stirred. "What are you looking at?"

Yogi quickly snapped out of his daze. "A-Ah!" Yogi rushed. "Nothing, please, poke me!"

Oh. Yogi flushed furiously. What did I just say?!

"S-SORRY!" Yogi choked.

Akari-sensei seemingly unperturbed by what Yogi said, focused on giving Yogi the injection. Akari wiped the small wound, and placed a plaster over it. He paused and looked at Yogi. Before he had time to think, he muttered,

"Don't overdo it."

He quickly kept his equipment and left the room, giving Yogi no time to reply. "W-wait!" Yogi called out after Akari-sensei, but he didn't stop.

W-what did he mean? Yogi said, his whole face was red. He caressed the area where Akari-sensei had given him the injection. He found his actions disturbing, but nothing would change the fact that Yogi had...special feelings for the doctor.

It's all one-sided though. Yogi smiled softly to himself. He didn't want any romantic relationship with the doctor, for fear that Akari-sensei would be affected. Everyday occurrences such as what had just happened was more than enough to make Yogi extremely happy and glad.

Yogi thought back to the face Akari sensei had let slip. It bothered him, but Akari-sensei, no matter how brilliant was sure to have his own insecurities. Yogi resolved not to think too much into it, at least not there and then. He had his mission to complete, and if he wasn't focused, it could spell death.

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Akari stormed down the corridor. What the hell was that idiot saying?! Akari was literally shouting at himself. Poke him? May that human shield be damned! Akari cursed under his breath. He walked with his face down, and bumped straight into someone.

"Akari?" A familiar voice sounded. It was Hirato.

Akari refused to look up, and brushed past Hirato. The last thing he needed was to be mocked by the captain. Hirato grabbed his arm. It wasn't like Akari to look down like that. The man was confident and proud, commanding authority with every step he took. Hirato was slightly curious. He stared at Akari, bending down to get a better view of his face.

"What the hell do you want?!" Akari yelled, revealing his face. "Let go of me this instant." He shook of Hirato's arm and walked off annoyed as hell.

Hirato stood still. Affirming that he had seen what he had just saw. Was Akari...blushing?

Amazed at the rare sight, Hirato couldn't resist the curiosity that bubbled from deep within.