To Love a Stoic Captain (Tezuka Love Story)

Chapter 4: Rehab and Favor

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It has been a month since I arrived in Germany and things were going very well. I miss my parents though. They sent me emails. I got phone calls from them as well. Mom did her therapy session with me over the phone. Dad talked to me about a case that he was working on. I got emails from my grandparents wishing me well. Even my godfather Derek emailed me how I was doing and told/complained to me about dad assigning him to do a lot of research on a upcoming case. My teacher emailed me my weekly assignments. I have been feeling lonely but, the emails helped a bit.

I am now able to walk around the facility without my crutches. Dr. Wulff was very patient and nice to me. When I got to his office, he would check my leg for flexibility, mobility, and the joint. He always gave me good news. Every good news gave me hope that I would walk normally again.

It was a Friday morning and I was heading to the tennis courts to see my trainer, Hannah. She was a former tennis pro. She was really nice to me. She made sure I didn't injure myself. The only thing that I didn't like was her drinking. Anyway, I walked through the gate and saw Hannah setting up tennis equipment. "What are we doing today?" I asked her. She turned her head towards me with a racket in her hand. "We are going to rally today," Hannah said. I haven't played tennis since the accident so I was happy to hear it. We rallied for about an hour. I was frustrated from running because I couldn't run to the ball like I used to. Hannah saw my frustration. "Don't worry, you will be running in no time," she assured me. "I hope so," I said quietly.

After my rehab session, I went to my room and wrote in my diary. The diary really helped with my trauma. It helped me release my stress as well. I need the relief. To be honest, this was my sixteenth diary. I write alot. After fifteen minutes of writing, I got my sketchbook and spent the rest of the day sketching.

Two weeks later

"Piiiing...Yumika Hanai please come to Dr. Wulff's office."

"Thats odd," I said. I was in the courtyard doing a sketch of the facility. I did many sketches since I came here. I even donated some to the facility. I quickly packed my stuff and dropped them off in my room before I went to Dr. Wulff's office.

I quickly made my way to his office and knocked his door. "Come in," he called out. I walked in and saw another doctor in the room. I recognized the doctor. We would say hello as we walked by each other in the halls. "Have a seat," he said. I sat in a chair facing the two doctors. "We have a favor to ask you," he said. "What is it?" I asked. Usually, I never say no when someone asks me for help. That was how I was raised. "My colleague here will be rehabilitating a boy from Japan. He injured his left arm, especially his shoulder. We were wondering if you could pick him up at the airport tomorrow," he said. {A boy from Japan.} "Um...but why me specifically?" I asked. I was curious as to why I needed to pick him up. "Well he is from Japan and I know that you were from there originally. We thought that he would be comfortable with someone who know the same language and his age," he explained. {So that is reason to pick me to get him.}

After I thought about it for a minute, I guess I could be of help. "Ok, I will do it, but what does he look like?" I asked. The female doctor took a picture out of her file and gave it to me. I looked at the picture. {Is he really my age? He look like an adult to me.} I saw that he wore glasses, had brown hair, and sharp eyes. He had a stoic face that remind me of my biological father. I shook my head as I tried as to erase the thought. {That was the past.} "What is his name?" I asked. "His name is Kunimitsu Tezuka," the female doctor said. {Tezuka Kunimitsu then}. I looked up at the female doctor. "Is it ok to keep the picture?" I asked. "Of course, just return the picture when you get back from the airport," she said. They gave me the plane's arrival time. After they gave everything I needed to know, I left the room and went to the library for the rest of the day.

The next day, I got up and got ready to go to the airport. I brushed my brown hair. I had hair little past my shoulders and waved/curled at the end. I had bangs as well. I wore my navy blue jacket, purple v-line shirt, black skinny jeans, and black shoes. I got my jacket and headed to the airport. I got to the airport and found the gate for his arrival. I checked the time. "His plane should have landed by now," I said to myself. I saw the gate open and people rushed to their families and friends. Next thing I knew, I saw his eyes. My heart started to thud.