“This isn’t right…” Hikaru said quietly to no one in particular as he looked through Micah’s chart. Disappointed at the results of the young boy’s blood test, he sighed and made notes for more chemo. A glance at his clock signaled 2:30 am and he was glad that it was Saturday and he could sleep in. Yume lay on his bed, sprawled out like a golden comforter and Hikaru smiled at the sight before it disappeared with the sound of screaming. It was faint but still unmistakable and after taking a moment to figure out where it was, Hikaru’s eyes widened as he realized that it came from Aija’s home. Startling Yume from his sleep, he leaped out from the covers in just a pair of dark gray pajama pants. He ran through the house and out the door as if somebody was chasing him to her door, taking no time to unlock the door with his spare key.
So far...other than the sudden sickness, September is being pretty good to me! I hope it's doing the same to all you lovelies too!