Feb. 28th, 2017

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Izumi took a deep breath as they entered the hospital, his nerves much more on edge than before. There was really no reason for him to be so nervous, it was just Kunihiro they were seeing, not his grandparents or Kasen.

"You okay, Izumi?" Nagasone asked, giving him a soft pat on the shoulder, "You seem more subdued than usual?"

Izumi smiled, "I guess I'm a little nervous.. I just.. I'm just worried he'll be, ya know, different."

"I can understand that," Nagasone replied, "there is a level of fear with having someone important to you ending up in the hospital."

Izumi turned his gaze to the small package in his hands. Was it fear he was feeling?

"You're all here to visit Horikawa Kunihiro?"

"Yes," Nagasone answered, moving to the front of the group to exchange words with the nurse.

It only took a few minutes before they were being ushered past double doors and down a hallway that ran along the east side of the hospital. Kunihiro's room was located along the east wing, a story up from the ground level. It overlooked the bay and harbor as well as the bridge that crossed the estuary towards the city. Below was a view of the hospital courtyard.

Kunihiro glanced up at them as they entered, his eyes brightening.

"How are you feeling?" Yasusada greeted, placing the bouquet of flowers on the bedside table.

"I am doing better, less nauseous than before" he replied, marveling at the flowers for a moment, "I'm so glad you guys came to visit."

"That's good to hear," Yasusada sighed, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. "We brought you some goodies."

Nagasone set a basket containing fruits and other snacks, a few small packages lay tucked away in the tissue paper.

"Don't worry, there's no homework hidden in there," he joked.

Kunihiro chuckled softly and reached for one of the pears. "We can get the nurse to bring a knife and plate."

For what it was worth, Kunihiro looked like he normally did, same kind blue eyes and gentle smile but perhaps a little more tired than usual. Other than the bandages that wrapped around his head, he looked well enough.

"I'm sorry to have made you worry," he apologized, leaning back against his pillow as he watched Nagasone peal and slice the pear. "It all happened so quickly... All I remember was..looking out through the broken window.."

"We're just glad you are okay," Nagasone assured, handing Kunihiro a slice of pear, "We have all the time later to talk about what happened."

"He's right," Kashuu added, "Don't worry about explaining the accident to us now. What's important is your recovery."

Kunihiro nodded, "Ah, I see. I guess I won't worry about it then."

Izumi watched the interaction from where he sat near the foot of the bed.

Why was it suddenly so hard for him to join in the conversation? It wasn't like he and Kunihiro were on bad terms with each other.

A nurse entered to quickly check up on Kunihiro, and Izumi took the moment of distraction to collect his thoughts. The small package still rested in his hands and he debated on whether to leave it on the bedside table or to just give it to Kunihiro personally at a later date. It wasn't like it was anything super special, just a little something he had found while he was visiting home that reminded him of Kunihiro.

"Ah.. If you don't mind me asking, "Kunihiro spoke up, after the nurse had done her check up, "um..who have you brought along with you?"

Yasusada and Kashuu cocked their heads, confusion written on their faces.

"Eh? What do you mean?"

Kunihiro looked a little puzzled at their confusion. "Ah.. I'm sorry," he replied, his fingers curling slightly in the sheets, his discomfort shown on his face.

Izumi frowned, but didn't take his eyes off of Kunihiro. He could feel his heart starting to beat a little faster. Kunihiro slowly lifted his head and fixed his gaze on Izumi for the first time that day.

"I'm sorry if this..comes off as rude or..insensitive," he stated with all seriousness, "But have we met before?

End Part 3 [2/2]

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