The narrow alleyways of Yongen-Jaya were busy as ever, people coming and going from various small shops and facilities. You could get lost so easily if you hadn't been to the area before, which was strange as F/N could not recall a time when she needed to visit Yongen, yet she could vividly recall walking these streets before. It made her head spin, but she remained calm and balanced as to not make Akechi worry (anymore) than he possibly was.
She let Akechi lead the way all the while, noting when he stopped at the door of a quaint little cafe, the smells emitting from within were mouthwatering. F/N wished she could spend the rest of the day in said cafe instead of visiting a doctor, though she knew it was for her own good.
"I'm not very familiar with this entire area myself," Akechi admitted, giving F/N's hand a squeeze as he opens the door to the cafe, sending an even stronger wave of aroma towards F/N. It smelt surprisingly familiar, like it wasn't the first time she'd been here, even though she had no idea this cafe existed. Turning his attention back to F/N, he noticed the look of pure bliss on her face, "We can come back later, if it's okay with you?"
F/N nodded, before tilting her head slightly, "So why are we here now?" she questioned, causing Akechi to lightly laugh.
"As I said, I'm not familiar with the area, myself." He smirked, turning towards the counter where there currently stood a tall, dark haired young man pouring coffee from the siphon in his hand. "Hello Akira."
"Ah, Akechi. You're here for your date, I presume?" The young man asked, before turning towards F/N and giving her a smile, "Hey F/N, it's been a while since I last saw you. Is everything okay?"
Upon hearing his voice, F/N's head began to pound harshly. Her sense off balance was knocked right off due to the spinning sensation her mind was currently experiencing. Her hand losing grip with Akechi's, then, before she knew it, she was falling fast towards the floor.
Luckily Akechi had noticed quickly and had swooped down to catch her before she possibly sustained any further injury from hitting her head on the tiled floor below. His grip was tight as he held onto F/N for dear life, as if she would evaporate into light before his eyes.
"Akira, please help me!" Akechi desperately pleaded, the panic now more than evident in his wavering voice.
Akira swiftly vaulted over the counter, not worrying if he knocked anything over (which he thankfully didn't), to Akechi's side. He'd never seen Akechi show so much in the way of emotions before, that his unsteady breathing caught Akira off guard. "Akechi, tell me what's happening," Akira demanded.
Noticing that F/N's consciousness was faltering, Akechi gave an ice ridden glare towards to the man kneeling down beside him. "Now is not the time for that, you idiot," he snapped, "Help me get her to the clinic. Now!"
Akira nodded and helped Akechi lift up F/N, each holding one of her arms over their shoulders. Though he did notice how shaky Akechi had become from the events that just played out, though he couldn't blame him, not after everything he'd been through in the year prior. "Everything is going to be okay, Akechi," Akira soothingly said, "She'll get help- The best help!"
All Akechi could muster was a small nod, as he followed Akira's lead out of the cafe. Neither of them cared to flip the sign on the door saying that the cafe was temporarily closed, though with the lack of customers ever appearing at the shop, it was the very least of their worries at the time.
Thankfully, the walk to the clinic wasn't too far away from the cafe, and the two boys made themselves known as they entered the building. Akira called out for 'Doctor Takemi'.
As if a spell had just been cast to summon this doctor, an oddly dressed woman in a lab coat emerged from the door just opposite them. She immediately noticed the girl slumped over both of their shoulders and quickly ushered them both into her room.
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Happy World - Akechi x Reader
FanficIt was supposed to be just another day in F/N's seemingly normal life, until she recieves a text from her so-called 'boyfriend', who's name and face she can't recall. Realising her memories from the events of the past year have disappeared, she turn...