He glances up at the solemn lady standing at the edge of the steps leading downward for the exit, her shapely peepers heavy lidded from strain and fatigue. His body stiffening from her concerning tone, she directed her eyes towards an oblivious Akane who was tugging on his hand to continue descending.
"What is it, Miyuki?" he enquire in a steady voice deceiving the tension inwardly.
"When we get to the clinic can we lie about my injury?" her hand clamping on the said arm.
"What?" his head poked forward in disbelief as she made her way down to him.
"I said, we will hide the truth because I don't want her to be in trouble," she pouted, not realizing her previous tone almost had him a heart attack.
His active brain deducting every notion that she was resigning from her post, rather, she was actually concerned about his daughter. He let loose a nervous chuckle, at the same time, shakes his head. Shinpachi gazes into her eyes observing the naked displays of her riotous emotions-anxious pale-silvery orbs colliding with his own from beneath heavy bangs.
"Miyuki?"
"Yes?"
He suggested for her to make the first move with the motion of his playful gaze when she proceeds to dismount the stairs followed by him and Akane. They walk in silence, just as he caught sight of the familiar infirmary, passerbys strode alongside the pathway.
Akane, on the other hand, scurry off in that direction only to skid to a halt upon hearing his stern voice. Glaring down at the child she ducked her head avoiding eye contact, he lazily wriggles his fingers for her to clutch them before the trio trudged into the lobby. The scent of medications a low hum wafting from the air-conditioner; a LED tv hung on a wall showcasing News channel.
"Oi!" he yelled out resulting in the poor lass to flinch.
"Who's that?!" a young boy strode in, with a scowl hesitating by the front desk assessing the people within the quaint hall.
"Well, is Sannan here?" Shinpachi leaned an elbow on the surface of the counter.
"Shinpachi-san, it is very rude to shout in a clinic," Yamazaki reprimanded him gaining a sigh from the adult. "And yes, he is inside attending someone please wait a moment before I call you."
On his way to resume his role by Sannan's side, Yamazaki's attentive stare settled onto Miyuki before disappearing, meanwhile, they settled down. He collapsed on a plastic chair as the object creaks violently under his massive weight. Long legs spread wide open, both arms hanging on each side; his head thrown back.
"FU-" Shinpachi yelped in agony all of a sudden, grabbing onto his manhood.
Akane had crawled from beneath the front chair to hit him on the prized possession, the girl was cackling unaware of her father's whimpering. Just then, Shinpachi overheard a girlish laughter beside him, peering over with an eye Miyuki blushed before looking away.
"Ehem," Yamazaki cleared his throat a brow raised. "Please, follow me."
As the three of them were getting ready an elderly patient scuffles forward, Shinpachi bowed at the woman. She was a regular and knows each of them very well the sweet old lady bend lower to ruffle Akane's hair only to beam widely at his female companion.
"Nagakura-kun, I didn't know you have a girlfriend now."
"Huh?" he stammered, whereas Miyuki was waving both hands in an "X" sign.
"Finally, it is time Akane have a motherly role in her life," the elderly folk continued not attentive to the duo's flustered profile.
"Stop harrassing them can't you see they are pale in the face?" Sannan strolls into the mix a tiny smirk on his lip. "My student here will help set you up with new medications, shall we?"
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Baby Love - A Hakuouki Fan Fiction
FanfictionNagakura Shinpachi x OC (AU) What happens when a small-town young woman breezes into an upscale Tokyo in search of the perfect job; true love and security only to end up being a full-time nanny to a bothersome toddler? A hectic father to a minx, on...