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(from Ameliorate EXTRAS!)

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"It's a little troublesome, yeah." Emma nods, holding the bump of her stomach as you give her a hand down the few stairs outside the hospital, "Thanks, doctor." she smiles at you.

You return the smile, checking the time once more before ringing up to tell the head manager of your hospital to switch to the night shift doctors' team already and request them to reach within an hour.

The hospital you own always has a lot of work- you're the top neurologist and second top gynecologist in all of Japan, all your top brass doctor friends also work at your hospital.

Emma has been coming to you since the beginning of her pregnancy. Her husband Ryuguji is always with her, today is the only day she's come to you alone- Ryuguji is away in another city for work she tells you.

A radiantly shiny black car stops right in front of the two of you. Emma bows to take leave, but before she can open the door and sit in, the window of the passengers' seat at the back rolls down.

There's a man sitting inside in what you assume to be a black overcoat decorated with designs and embroidery made of pure gold. He wears sunglasses, his head is turned not towards Emma but you.

"This is my brother." Emma introduces him, "Sano Manjirou."

You don't need the introduction- you remember who he is well enough. His appearance is just the same too, only, he seems to have matured. The face, the lips, the jawline- they're all the same, just more defined.

There's an itch inside you to see his eyes- the pretty black eyes that always looked at you so tenderly and warmly back at school.

It's been long since you've felt such a buzz in your heart. Every single strand of hair on your body is standing straight as a shower of goosebumps travel all across.

You'd tried hard to look for him after returning to Japan after your time building a career abroad, but no matter how hard you tried, you never found him. You'd thought you'd never see him again, but here we was- the Mikey you've been aching to meet for a decade now.

He takes his sunglasses off- the pretty black eyes are just the same. They stare at you with the same tenderness, but there's too much more going on in them to let any warmth through.

"Emma, sit inside."

His voice is matured, it would obviously have changed. You'd expected that, but still, the tone of his words is just as tender and soft as ever.

"How have you been, Mikey-" there's too much longing in your heart to let the words hold in anymore, but the moment you let them out, Mikey's window rolls back up.

Within a second, the car takes off.

You feel like you've been slapped to the face. This bothers you only momentarily, however, there's much more you have in your head to care of.

Sano Manjirou came into your life for a second time, yet the moment he sees you, he drives away like he doesn't even know you. You still don't forget that little moment of his eyes meeting yours- of course he remembers you.

... Is he... still mad or hurt from back then... ?

Your body droops unwillingly, expressions shattering alongside.

All these years, you've hoped to clear some things with him. The last interaction you had with him was nothing but pain, and sadly, he probably thinks it was a pain to only him. You're the one who knows it was a pain to the both of you.

There's no one you can blame for how things turned out in the past- everyone was right in their own place, no one could be declared wrong completely.

It's just as they say it is- life has plans of it's own. Nothing happens earlier than it is meant to happen.

Back then, it seemed that not even nature in itself could help the turnout of events. You didn't want to leave Japan, but there was nothing you could do, your parents were posted outside and they couldn't leave you behind.

It was the last day of the second year of high school. You, Mikey and Baji had studied together ever since middle school then.

You remember the moment all too well. He was sitting beside you on the terrace of school, it was a fresh and windy day. There was a low chatter all around because of the students downstairs during lunch.

Mikey let his head fall on your shoulder. He began to pour the sweet words he'd always have for you, you smiled and played along with them. Replying to all with just as cheeky comment and statements.

He was just beginning, and you were already at the limit of how open you could be with a guy- your parents wanted you to focus on studies and become someone successful, and that meant no distractions in the form of boys.

Mikey cupped your cheeks that day, you still remember the sparks throughout your body that messed your brain up. The words he said after that still ring in your head often- "I love you, (Name)," followed shortly by a "you'll be my girlfriend, right?".

For a moment, you'd been in heaven back then, but reality has it's ways of dragging one all the way down to hell.

You'd forgotten to tell him something important earlier, and then he'd proposed you out of nowhere, so telling him the thing was becoming too hard.

"I'm sorry..." is all that escaped your lips, but Mikey said he knows you're scared and he assured he'd never ever let your parents find out about the two of you.

Memories often record emotions more than the actual events. You remember being torn but managing to tell him in a tone as broken as hope itself that you were supposed to leave three days from then- that your parents were leaving for another country, and you had no other option other than going with them.

There was nothing but shock in his eyes for the rest of the break. It was at the school's entrance that he'd come to you again later, just minutes after school had ended.

Mikey begged you to stay. You begged him to not make it harder.

He left, eventually, with nothing but "okay, I hope you're happy" being the last words. Even the words you wished to convey to him couldn't leave your lips.

You wished you'd let those words be the first to greet him if you ever met him again, but it just happened the way it always did- whenever you'd be with him, you'd forget the important things and just enjoy the nonsense of life with him.

You'd forgotten now too, to let those words out of your mouth And you know they'd suffocate you if you don't let them out.

But he's appeared in your life again. He's a brother to one of your patients, so there is the slightest bit of hope in your heart for you to meet him again. And maybe, one day, you'd be able to smile with him just like you used to.

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Emma has been staring at Mikey all throughout dinner, Mitsuya and his wife cannot concentrate on anything other than this.

Luckily, Baji is coddling their daughter, there's no one to disturb their hawk-like gaze on Emma. Draken has been looking between them and his pregnant wife every few minutes now. He's itching to know what's going on too.

Mikey is concentrated on the two Kawata kids in his lap- the twins had married twins and now each had a son with the same genetic composition; biological twins. Smiley's two year old is trying to nibble on Mikey's hand while Angry's just rubs his soft hair against Mikey's stomach.

"Mikey..." Emma can't take the suspense anymore. Everyone at the table pauses to listen to her, she's the pregnant lady of the bunch after all, "What happened earlier, in front of the hospital?"

Draken's eyebrows crinkle and he turns over to Mikey with a confused gaze. Baji is staring at him too, one hand holding Mitsuya's three year old daughter in place and the other putting a spoon of mashed potatoes in her mouth.

"What happened?" Mikey barely flinches at the question, he's still busy playing with the twin babies as his food gets cold in front of him.

"I mean, how come my doctor knew you? She even knew you're called Mikey which is weird considering it's been hardly an year since she returned to Japan and she doesn't yet know about Toman. And how come you didn't reply?"

"A lot of women know Mikey-kun." Chifuyu stuffs his mouth, "That wouldn't be very surprising. He's become so much more popular here in Tokyo now that Toman's all over Japan."

"She said asked him how he had been," Emma tells him, "that obviously means Mikey knew her before. And also, he looked at her weird."

"Stalker?" Mitsuya asks, then pauses, "Wait, is she a threat?"

Draken's eyes narrow, "Is she a threat, Mikey? Would Emma be hurt because of her or anything?"

"We could always send Yuzuha to handle her." Baji stuff his mouth, "Nothing too worrisome about it. Don't bother too much about it, Draken, there's nothing a random doctor chick can do to Emma."

"(L/N)-chan is not a threat." Emma frowns, but her expressions change to surprise as Baji chokes.

Everyone stares at him punching his chest, coughing while his eyes focus on Mikey, "(L/N) (Name)? Her?"

"Yeah." Mikey just looks away, "Her."

A silence rings across the table. Everyone looks between the both of them, waiting for some or the other kind of explanation.

"Want me to tell them?" Baji actually asks Mikey, it makes the others itch to know now, "It would be best if you tell on your own, it's not my story to tell after all."

Mikey just gets up, "I don't care, she's nobody." but he knows Baji gets the idea to tell, and he knows once everyone knows, they'll do something or the other about it.

The thing Mikey doesn't know is whether he wants to see you ever again or not. You've grown, you've matured.

He knew a funny, foul-minded girl years ago, she was the one he'd liked. The woman he saw today was not her- he's still sure you're just as foul-minded and humorous when it comes down to it, but it's different.

Your eyes hadn't been as bright back then, your jaw hadn't been as defined. The flame burning behind you was just a spark back then- you've grown. You've become a woman. A proper woman.

He can hear Baji begin in the background. Mikey wants to get out before the others grab him down.

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"So, (L/N) (Name) was this girl in our class in high school." Baji tells everyone, "She was the goody-two-shoes on face- her parents wanted her to be that sorta kid, but she had the wildest mind underneath."

Everyone is hooked instantly.

"Basically, Mikey was friends with her, he liked her, confessed to her, got rejected by her, never met her again after the rejection, but for some reason, he never got over her."

There's a long silence before Draken and Mitsuya stand aggressively in their chairs, "Still not over her?"

Baji grins, "Never will be. He was totally knocked into her back then, tunnel-vision sorta thing you know. He'd keep on smiling at nothing when she wasn't around."

"And I didn't even know?" Draken can't believe it.

"You'd do the same for Emma back then." Baji points out, "It was the both of you sitting together like that- like idiots. Chifuyu remembers it, don't you?" Chifuyu nods and confirms the same, saying he never realized it would have been over a girl though.

"So," Mitsuya's wife stares at the door from which Mikey has just exited, "potential wife?"

Baji shrugs, "Totally depends on how he takes it. You have her phone number, Emma?"

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"I want them delivered by the weekend." Mikey speaks into the phone, his eyes lazily scanning the empty road. It's one in the morning, there's hardly a soul walking outside.

A car suddenly stops in front of a gate, Mikey identifies it as that of Baji's house. Baji hurries out, all prettied up and as he opens the car door, the lights inside turn on to reveal another prettied up person- you.

A deep frown etches over Mikey's face, he becomes oblivious to whatever the person over the phone is saying.

Baji and you half hug inside the car before you smile and start driving away. Mikey unknowingly starts his bike- he'd told Baji about you being back in the city only a week ago and the guy had already hit on you?

Mikey doubts Baji would do something of the sort considering the history he's had with you but Baji is Baji, there's no telling what goes through his head.

He rides after them all the way to one of Toman's fancy restaurant. By the look of it, Baji must have chosen the venue. He takes you inside while talking nonstop about something.

"Aren't they chatty now." Mikey knows he shouldn't be bothered, it's been over a decade since high school already. There's no point chasing behind the ghosts from his memories.

He knows he's no one to stop you from going out with Baji, or do the opposite- he shouldn't feel for you anymore. He's no one to control your or Baji's actions.

In any other scenario, he'd have let Baji take the lead in this- he'd have given up on the inside like he used to back during school, but things are different in this scenario.

The only thing Mikey feels towards Baji at the moment is pure annoyance, that, mixed with betrayal. Even if he couldn't end up with you, Mikey had still liked you in the past. As a friend, Baji shouldn't have made a move on you.

Mikey feels himself walking up to a rooftop, he knows Baji would have taken you there to dine and see the scenery. A hand runs through his hair to fix it after the bike ride, Mikey adjusts his clothes the slightest bit, then walks out into the floor.

Baiji is sitting with you at a corner table, it's the one with the best view. On him entering and all the people around bowing down to their feet, you both look up at him.

"You actually came.." you stand up, eyes wide and twinkling.

Mikey pauses, then turns to Baji, who winks at him with a grin.

"What do you mean "actually came"? I did tell you he's gonna come." Baji turns over to you, "Come on, Mikey, you're already late to our mini reunion."

"You're on house arrest." Mikey's eyes narrow dangerously at Baji as he realizes what the man is up to, "No even stepping out."

"Oh my," Baji turns towards you with wide eyes, "doesn't that mean I should be at home at the moment? See you some other time, (Name)-chan, I wouldn't be able to join you and Mikey today."

Mikey's jaw almost drops. Baji says his goodbyes to you and walks over to him.

"You bastard." Mikey whispers, "The hell are you even doing?"

"Setting up a date for my friend?" Baji smiles, "You'd never have the spine to ask her out again, right? She did you pretty dirty the last time, and you still have a picture of her in your room so-"

"What?" embarrassment rises up Mikey's cheeks, "I don't."

"Go lie to someone else." Baji makes a face at him, "Mikey, you know why she rejected you years ago, it wasn't exactly that she didn't like you. You're already lucky to have someone you loved back in your life. Back when I told the others, Kokonoi wouldn't stop saying he wanted to be in your place."

Mikey's lips twitch.

"You're lucky as hell she hasn't died, or isn't in a relationship, or in fact, married." Baji says, "And she suddenly appears out of nowhere to be your own sister's doctor, what do you make out of this."

Mikey makes a face and looks away, his hands folded at his chest.

"And don't tell me you're not eager," a grin makes it's way to Baji's face, "Toman coat on, a white shirt with the top three buttons loose, designer watches, you're totally here to make an impression."

"I was already like this when I was coming." Mikey argues, but then Baji asks him to close the buttons and Mikey doesn't comply. Baji says that proves his point.

"Alright then," Baji turns around towards you and waves, "see ya."

There's silence following his departure. For some time, Mikey just stand on his place with a frown. When he does exhale deeply and walk over to your table, he doesn't even bother looking up at you.

"Are... you still mad at me?" you don't understand why that's the first question you ask him, it's almost as if you intentionally want to make the conversation awkward.

"No." there's nothing but sarcasm in his voice as Mikey seats himself lazily on the chair, one arm dangling over the frame, "Why would I be mad? There's nothing to be mad at."

You frown and sit down too, eyes assessing the expressions he's making. There's a mountain of nostalgia washing you out.

"You're still the same, Mikey." the words just fall out of your mouth. Mikey doesn't looked fazed at all.

He eyes you from head to toe, the frown still etched over his face and hands still folded at his chest in the bossiest manner, "You've changed quite a lot, haven't you, (L/N)," you flinch at him using your last name, "from being all mean to being all nice on the face."

"I was always nice to you." you point out, "It's... I couldn't do anything about it, Mikey. I know you know I liked you too."

"Sure." he rolls his eyes and looks away, his brain focused on calming the pace his heart has picked up. There's an unusual spark running down his body.

It's obvious- you're the only girl he's ever liked, of course he's excited and nervous to talk to you after a decade. He tries to deny himself of both emotions but they start to overpower him the moment you've started talking.

"Mikey." you frown, "If I was in your place I'd be sad too, I won't deny that. I know I don't have the right to ask you of this, but please, forgive me."

"I'll have to either way, no?" his gaze turns towards you, "Once you and Baji start dating, and then get married, I'll have to see your face around all the time anyways."

You blink.

"I didn't even remember him."

Mikey pauses, "What?"

"Yeah, he called. He was like- heyy, what's up, how have you been, I'm Baji, and I didn't even know what Baji I'd ever known. Then he mentioned he was the other friend I had besides you and then I remembered."

Mikey doesn't like at all that he feels relieved in some ways. He stares at you, lips curved into a small pout and eyes narrowed into yours, "You're a bitch, (Name)."

He notices your shoulder slump in relief, making the low cut of your dress fall the slightest down to reveal much more than he has ever expected. For a moment, he's in awe.

"Thanks." you look up at him, "Just... thank you so much for forgiving me. I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything back then, the only thing I wanted to say was that I love you too but it just... didn't end that way."

"Mhm?" Mikey can't help the tingling rising up his cheeks now, "What's happened happened. But yeah, just know that I don't like you that way anymore. It's been over a decade and I've definitely met hotter women than you."

A smile rises to your face.

"Hotter with an "e-r", so I am at least hot?"

"No."

"But you just said it-"

"No." he cuts you off and averts his gaze to the Tokyo scenery outside. There's a red hue over his face matching yours.

"You're still just the same, Mikey." something melts like butter in your heart. You'd feared he'd have become a different person, but he's still the sweet boy you'd known back at school.

"You've changed." he doesn't look at you, "You used to be pretty flat back then."

You blink, "What?"

"Nice boobs."

"Mikey." all blood rushes to your face, arms covering your chest, "What the hell? That's what you're gonna say after meeting me after a decade?"

"You're the one who said I'm just the same, (Name)," he quickly turns towards you, pleased at your reactions but red on the words he's let out, "why, can you not handle my honesty anymore?"

Your mouth hangs.

"Honesty my foot, Mikey. When have you ever been honest?"

"Always." takes off his coat and throws it over the frame of the chair, "And stop acting like it's a big deal, you've been staring at my chest ever since I got here."

"You're not covering it on purpose." your hands make way to your face now, it's burning red and your heart is already racing against Mikey's. It feels exactly like it did back when you both had been younger.

"You're eyeing it on purpose." Mikey points out, "If you don't want to see, close your eyes."

"If I close my eyes, you're just gonna stare at my chest."

"Of course I am. And not your chest, I'll stare at your boobs."

You let your head fall onto the table as you handle your embarrassment, and calm the fire ignited all over your body. Mikey only looks away towards the view of the city.

"You're just the same too, (Name)." there's a smile on his face, you look up at him as his mouth opens again, "Other than the boobs, but okay."

"Oh come on, Mikey!" your hands rush to cover your mouth, "Say another word and I'm gonna start talking about your body too."

Mikey stares at you with a blushing smirk on his face, then breaks open the remaining of the buttons of his shirt. He takes the shirt off and throws it to the side, "Go on, I'm all ears."

Your mouth hangs, eyes now shamelessly roaming around the view in front. You can't blame yourself- anyone would've drooled what lies in front. Mikey's torso seems to be sculptured by the Gods themselves.

"Actually, lets sit here." he gets up and walks to another table much closer to the roof boundary and fitted with the softest cushions to form a small cubical. Mikey pushes the table outside, it hardly takes him any effort.

He then sits on the cushions, legs slightly parted, torso in complete view, eyes focused into yours and runs a hand through his hair, "Go on, go on, (Name), or do you wish me to strike a pose or two?"

The one thing Mikey has probably undermined about you is whether you're just as straightforward as you'd been back during your teenage years or not.

The both of you'd be shameless when with each other back in the day- he probably assumes you'd be nervous and more reserved now that you're an adult.

Oh, poor poor him.

Are you shy? Yes. Embarrassed? Yes. Blushing like an idiot? Yes. But above them all, you're shameless- it's like he's just said, you're just the same too.

If he wants the fire burning, you're putting in the fuel and not the water.

"Take off your pants too."

Mikey freezes in his place for the fraction of a second. He realizes he's not going to win the little game he's playing- you'd keep on demanding more and he wouldn't get the reaction he's looking for.

"Why should I?" he raises his eyebrow, "I don't see you taking off your dress."

"Then why did you take off your shirt to begin with?" you pat your cheeks to get the red down, nosebleed begging to happen because of all unholy thoughts running in your head, "You meet me after a decade and what you want to do is strip?"

"You meet me after a decade and what you want to see me do is strip?" he fires back at you.

"Yes, why not." you get up and drag a chair all the way in front of him, "Put up a show for me."

"I'm the one who's supposed to be mad." Mikey reminds you, "Dare you get cheeky with me now. You'll be the one putting the show up."

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"Things kinda look heated there, Baji-san." Chifuyu stares from behind the plants, "They're arguing."

"Let them be." Baji is examining papers with one leg over the other, "They're opening up after a decade and neither is the type to keep it inside, they're gonna go all out. From what I remember of what they were like back in the day, things should be more than just heated."

"Ah," Chifuyu makes a face, "they're making out now."

"See?"

"Ohhh, Mikey-kun's touching her chest now. She's slapping his hand away and... pulling his hair?"

Baji blinks, "Too much detail, Chifuyu. Stop now."

"Baji-san." Chifuyu gets up, "Please order all workers here to leave."

Baji stares back at him, a greedy grin rising to his face, "You're not telling me... "

"N-No.." a blush rises up Chifuyu's face, "I mean, there's a chance... Neither looks like they're backing down and things are getting kinda... really hot."

"Oh, oooh. Of course." Baji coughs, "You mean them." he calls a waiter over and tells them to empty the floor, that not a single person should be visible.

The waiter nods and hurries to get the order fulfilled. Once everyone's gone, Chifuyu peeks back at the scene, "He's just got her on his lap now, and he's feeding her."

"Mhm?" Baji is busy eyeing his prey for the night. Chifuyu doesn't realize at all.

"Now Mikey-kun is... he looks like he's gonna feed her.... something else... if you understand... I mean, she's sitting on the ground now."

"Is this something else tasty?" Baji runs a hand through his hair, Chifuyu turns around and blushes as Baji licks his lips, "Come, let me feed you too."

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"I still haven't thought of a name yet." Emma stares at her four month old baby, "Ken can't think of anything cool either. What do you suggest, Mikey?"

Mikey shrugs, his eyes focused at the document he's reading, "Ask your doctor. She's the one who pulled the baby out after all."

"Jeez, it's almost been a year since you both have started talking again, at least don't go calling her doctor in front everyone. She has a name." Emma makes a face at him.

Mikey only glances at her for the fraction of a second before looking away.

"Good point though." Ken says, "Ask the doctor, she's the one who pulled him out after all."

"She's been off work recently. The last time I talked to her she said her body was changing. She was feeling nauseous and vomiting and all." Emma puts a spoon of soup in her mouth.

"Sounds like pregnancy to me." Baji is coddling Mitsuya's daughter again, "You wouldn't have a hand in that Mikey, would you?"

Mikey puts the document down and gets up to leave while everyone is left in a state of pure shock at the realization.

"How far long is she?" Chifuyu is the only person who knew other than Baji.

"Three months now." Mikey has already reached the exit of the hall.

"When are you gonna get married?"

Mikey turn around, "Next week. You're all invited."

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