A Perfect Battery [Miyuki Kazuya x OC Fanfiction]

N. Episode 04

"Good Morning, ma'am, sir."

Suddenly and unexpectedly, there stood in front of the ivory-colored door is one of our dearest protagonist's close friend, Himuro Tatsuya. His signature bangs which covered his other eye, clearly showed its significance in his comely visage. Not only his fringes did all the work though, even his outfit added more fashion to his style.

"Himuro!" Aira cheerfully exclaimed, waving her hands up in the air as if she is excitingly urging the said man to hug her.

Himuro stepped forward, giving affectionate glances and heart-warming smiles both to Aira's parents. With him approaching, everyone clearly saw how stylish his outfit is. He currently wore a blue denim vest above a white, cotton-soft, V-neck, T-shirt. Wrapped on his neck, was the grey and purple, checkered scarf which Aira gave to him on his 12th Birthday. Black sneakers we also present as his footwear, whose color matched those of his skinny jeans.

"Himuro-nii!" Chigiru jumped out from his sister's bed and immediately moved his little legs towards Himuro.

Noticing the adding numbers of people in the room and with this heartwarming friendly reunion, the green haired doctor who stood alone behind Aira's parents excused himself and exited the chamber.

"Oh, Himuro." Fuigi gave a fatherly glance at the spoken boy, "We're very glad that you're here!"

Naomi, though surprised at the boys' sudden visit, remained silent and allowed a warm smile form on her lips.

"And I find it relieving that all of you can cope now," Himuro carried the little boy in his arms, patting his head with his free hand.

The parents shared a look with one another and decided to give time for the two, "We can spare the both of you a moment with each other." Naomi said, softly clutching her handbag and straightening her long duster. "Come here, Chigi-, Oh . . . Bryan!"

Near the door's threshold stood another familiar figure—Brian Mccain; Aira's batterymate. He wore a simple, red checkered polo shirt and denim pants, paired with a pair or brown converse shoes. His hair was quiet disheveled at first but he took the time to fix it.

Oh, dude. He's here. Aira thought—quite uncomfortable especially now that Brian seems to be hiding something from behind. A bouquet on top of that, and we know where this kind of situation is leading.

"Good Morning." Brian greeted everyone else, surprisingly happy for today.

Fuigi encouraged the man to enter in as he, his wife, and their son approached the exit. "Good Morning, as well. We'll give you time with each other." The remaining family members left, with the breadwinner of the family signaling Himuro to watch for the two.

As soon as only the three of them were left, an awkward silence resonated inside the hospital room. No one dared yet to speak, but the ambience clouding each of them shouts exactly what they are feeling. The only sound that occurred moments later was Himuro's footsteps as he walked towards the nearby couch and sat down.

"Okay so," Opting to put a halt on the choking silence, Aira decided to put the first move. "What's up?"

What a wonderful silence-breaker, Aira. Himuro internally remarked to himself—still keeping a dangerous stare to the two.

"I brought this for you." Brian then gave her the bouquet he was concealing a while ago.

And Aira accepted it, normally. No giddy attributes like what other girls would feel. No cobbly-wobbles, because we all know that Brian is not the guy who could do that to her.

She and Himuro knew that Brian has a reputation among women. He is a born lady-killer. And his striking attitude hid his other flaws. Even though he's not exactly handsome, no one can deny his charm. With that, who wouldn't even fall head over heels for him?