Jun 02, 2009 19:31
Osugi Kenta was found on the hospital because of his horrible migraine, it occurs during his practice on soccer. The only person he saw was Koumei, his girlfriend before entering college 2 years ago. He sure was lucky to have the girl like Koumei.
“Kenta-sempai, are you okay?” she asked worriedly about his lover’s condition.
“I’m fine. I can get out later on.” He sends a sweet smile towards Koumei and holds her hand. Suddenly a doctor came inside a guy who seemed serious and cold.
“Osugi Kenta, right?” the guy named Osugi Kenta just nodded in agreement.
“I’ll be your neurologist from now on.” He said, cold, deep.
“Yes.”
“Now, tell me what happened recently before.”
“Last week I recently got a migraine, I usually ignore it and just put it into sleep, I don’t drink any pain reliever after that, then it has gotten worse for the next day onward.”
“That’s was just a normal migraine, took a rest and eat properly, I’ll just give you a prescription later.” He said as he left just like that.
“W-what kind of doctor is he? So cold.” Koumei said while frowning.
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After few hours of resting at the hospital, Koumei had gone home already, he was left alone and waiting at the cold doctor for the prescription and to let him discharge at the hospital.
Speaking of the devil, he came and gave him the prescription.
“Everything’s listed here, you have to drink your medicine 2 times a day, and these two has side effects, you should follow everything listed here, and come back next week.” Kenta just nodded and stares at his eyes, which were expressionless.
“Doctor, don’t you think I should know your name, I’m your patient.” Kenta asked the doctor, he has a point in there.
“Whatever. It’s Asou Haruto.”
Such a nice name.
“Asou-sensei, am I discharged already?” he just nodded and return to his room.
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Next day onwards, Kenta didn’t attend the practice as the coach said so. He just decided to go home and took some rest but, he just saw a familiar figure standing outside the girls basketball team. He wondered why that person is doing there, watching a girl playing basketball.
“Asou-sensei?” he called that person, and it turned to him with his infamous ‘emotionless’ look.
“You. What are you doing here?” Asou questions.
“I should be the one who asked you, sensei? I’m studying here. I’m just wondering why you were here, watching the girl playing basketball alone?” Kenta answers calmly.
“Nothing.”
“Does she remind you of something?” Haruto froze and the latter noticed it.
“Did I hit it? Your girlfriend?”
“No.” he lied. It's not actually girlfriend anyway.
“Sorry, I gotta go. See you next week.” He bid his goodbye as he separate his way with the doctor.
He did hit it. He thought as he watched the girl playing.
“Excuse me, can I ask some help?” the girl asked as she eyed over the balls, he got what she wants, as he remembers the girl few years ago.
“N-no problem.” He coldly replies as he helped her to collect the balls.
“T-thank you.” Said the girl, yet smiles similar to the girl he loved as he left the basketball court and university.
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“So, how was it?” asked the doctor.
“Well, it gotten better, I think I can go back to my soccer practice.” Said Kenta, finally, smiling awkwardly. Haruto secretly find it amusing.
“Well, do you still having it?
“A little bit.”
“Well, you stop drinking the one I gave you before; I shall prescribe you another one.” He writes something as the other asked.
“Does sensei attend the same university as I?” the younger one asked him.
“No, that university was just near.”
“Does the girl really remind you something?”
“Yeah, whatever.” As he ripped off the page and give it to him.
“I’ll just suggest taking it once a day and if you don’t feel any better, just go back.
“Yes.” he just takes his leaves.
That guy… is pretty awkward yet cute.
Asou Haruto finds Osugi Kenta interesting.
=END of Part 1=
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