Waylon POV
The sound of a heart monitor? I open my eyes, feeling heavy and lazy. I slowly shift my sight to my right arm, which is connected with a tube with a machine.
The heart monitor attached to my chest still sends the waves of beats to it, making it sound the noise over and over again. I move my left hand over my chest, the bandages over my chest were tight.
Looks like I did take a hit... but what happened to the others? Did Mitsuba really die from Yu after he got me? A pit is formed in my throat and I swallow hard, the very thought of my squad dying again made me want to puke.
"Looks like your awake." Said a man's voice next to my bedside.
I look over to see Guren, sitting and reading a small book. He glanced up at me with a grin. What the heck is he doing here, he doesn't strike me as the type to visit people in the hospital.
"Finally awake... been a week or so." He said, looking back down at his book and his eyes move with the lines of words.
I lick my lips and clear my throat. "What about my squad? Are they safe?" I asked, cautiously.
Guren let out a chuckle. "You act tough like you don't care about anything, but the first thing you ask when you wake up is if your squad is alright? Your a tsundere as heart." He teased.
I frown at him. "Judging by your attitude towards the question... they're okay." I said slowly.
He nodded bluntly and kept reading his book. He placed a form in front of me, a contract?
"It's the notice of leave from the hospital. Your all healed, not even a scar." He said.
Not even a scar..?
He suddenly looked up from his book and met my eyes, razor intent in them.
"I don't know exactly what you are, Waylon. But that wound would've killed any normal person, and you healed from it within a week. The doctors described it as, he came back to life." He exclaimed, leaning more forward, until our faces were closer.
Still, he popped a grin out. "Your pretty interesting, Waylon Kojima. Glad that your on my side. Right?" He asked.
Is this some sort of loyalty test? After a big operation like this, there ought to be questioning everyone on what happened, like with Yu. Meaning that Guren is trying to keep it from the Top brass. Why though? After I get out of here, there's no doubt that in a matter of time I'm going to be questioned also.
I can smell the Hiragi family all over this.
They'll resort to violence if they find out about my injuries, they'll think I'm not human...
"Don't worry about the Hiragi family knowing about your... hospital record is under my control, if you... are loyal to me." He said, his eyes meeting mine once again.
I see. The Hiragi won't know about me as long as I don't say anything about Yu to them. Guren wants me on his side, and now he knows how to keep me on his side. But I wouldn't have told them anyway, or else Yu would be harmed.
"Lets get one thing straight... I'm not loyal to you." I said, giving him a hard look, unyielding. "I'm loyal to my squad. Whatever they choose to do, I'll follow."
Guren stayed quiet for a long time. If he wanted he could just let the Hiragi have my files after what I just said, but he knows I'll squeak to them if he does that. We're at an impasse.
He suddenly cracked a smile. "Alright. That's some pretty big balls you got to talk to someone who's blackmailing you. But your right. Follow your squad, I'm sure those brats will be on my side anyway." He exclaimed.
He stood and walked towards the exit as I stood up and shut off the machines, taking the tube out of my arm by myself. I didn't have time to be here, I wanted to check on everyone.
"Hey... it's Christmas also. Your squad is over at Shinoa' apartment having a small party if you wanna go. I was invited but, I got better stuff to do than go to a kids gathering." Guren said, then left, leaving the door open.
Christmas? I look outside and see the snow that had dropped. I forgot that it was close. I scan the room and find a fresh pair of clothes, looks like my military uniform.
I put it on and put my hat over my head like usual. I haven't worn normal clothes in awhile, but I feel like they'd be uncomfortable if I did now.
I head out the door and down the hall. A party? I sigh and let out a small smile, their such idiots.
Mitsuba POV
"Its overflowing!" I yelled in a panic. Shinoa and me aren't the best at cooking... so when we tried to make some soup and chicken, they ended up being terrible.
Yu and Kimizuki watch with blank looks, they look at each other and sigh in dissatisfaction. I grit my teeth and point at them, making them flinch.
"Don't sigh at us! I'm usually a great cook, it was Shinoa' fault!" I said, pointing at the girl beside me.
She frowned. "I don't know what your talking about! I'm already a great cook!" She interjected.
"We get it, you both suck at cooking." Yu said, earning a punch in the gut from Shinoa. He slimmed down to the floor and held his stomach, groaning in pain.
"Don't insult a woman's cooking!" Shinoa said, a kind yet evil smile on her face. Kimizuki smiled nervously and nodded, backing off and not saying anything else.
Suddenly a knock came at the door. Yoichi got up from the couch, and walked over with a confused look on his face.
The door opened to a black haired and blue eyed boy. Waylon gave a small wave, his blank expression still the same. Everyone instantly got up and went to the door.
"Are you okay?!?"
"Why are you out of the hospital?!?"
"What are you stupid?!"
"You should be in a bed resting!"
We all say something, and Waylon is taken aback. But as we all stop and see what he's wearing, we all freeze. It seems that I was always used to seeing him wearing his uniform, I didn't expect him to be wearing...
He was wearing a Santa outfit... even with the hat. He held a sack on his back, full of wrapped boxes... did he go shopping?!?
"What? Isn't this a Christmas party?" He said with a blank face.
I'm not going to mention that he makes a hot Santa out loud, but before I could faint from the blood rushing to my head, I cover it up with turning around and running into the kitchen.
Waylon walked in. "I got released early. I supposed I would get into character... I got gifts." He said, showing us his huge present bag.
"Looking good Waylon! You look pretty nice in a Santa outfit!" Shinoa said, slapping him on the back. "At least we have one man here brave enough to get into character."
The other guys groan in defeat. Waylon watches this, US goofing off like usual. At first I think he's going to either lecture us again on being too naive, or just stay quiet and out of it. But instead...
"He... heh... haha haha!" Waylon let out a natural laugh, a bright smile going to his face. Everyone in the room stopped and stared at him.
That laugh was super cute... (-////-)
Waylon stopped laughing and shoved his present bag below the tree in the living room. "I got everyone something, so come on. It's not a Christmas party without some presents." He said, still having a smile on his face.
That smile... my heart thumped, hard. I cover my face from being seen, I think it was the color of a tomato by now. Oh god, why is he so my type?!?
The rest of the night, was nice. Waylon let out a side of him that we had never seen, and for once, he talked normally with everyone.
It felt like he actually accepted us, which was a nice feeling.
(Merry Christmas! Waylon finally came out of his shell and showed his squad respect and trust. Some people are just that good, that are worth hurting for. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed and have a wonderful day!) - MnMs171
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FanficA boy found in a bloody crater. A desperately hopeless future. And of course... a ton of unanswered questions. (All artwork belongs to their respectful owner.)