[A/N: The Bromance is quite strong in this one....]

In a certain doctor's office, a young veteran gunner impatiently tapped his foot on the carpeted floor. His usual shimmering composure was replaced by an impatient demeanor, whilst Dr Paylor Sakaki flipped over the files pinned on the clipboard. Calm and collected, but his eyes are visibly intrigued by the files' contents.

"Hmm.. According to these files, She's quite underweight.. Some signs of infection on some of her wounds.. But overall, She is safe now." The older man gave a cheerful smile at the impatient gunner.

"Finally!" Kazama sighed in relief as Dr Sakaki's smile widened as the gunner bowed and rushed out, excited to see the young girl's condition for himself.

Meanwhile, Dr Sakaki was left alone in his office, the clipboard that contained the files for the young girl sitting quietly on his desk. It seemed that the girl had been blessed by a divine entity. "It is as if God had protected her from death." The doctor mused. Letting his imagination take the wheel.

Meanwhile, the impatient gunner hurriedly entered the medical ward where the young girl had been recuperating, Kazama soundlessly rushed over to the girl's side, Kazama narrowed his eyes, as if staring at her soul.

her hair was dirty, and dry. Her skin was dry as well, cracked nails, bandages on her limbs and neck, very petite, as if you can crush her with just a punch. But despite that, Kazama was relieved she was safe and dressed in a crisp white hospital gown.

Much more fashionable than the tasteless green one.

Although the gunner was inwardly rejoicing due to the much more fashionable hospital gown, A person would have had been terrified by his stare. It was the kind of stare that looked like it would judge your soul, and it wasn't just the stare that would have had scared them. but the murmuring you can hear from the gunner's mouth:

"....Lotion for dried skin..... a bit of carbohydrates here and there...... a haircut maybe... Yes.. Yes... a haircut... shoulder length maybe?...... .. A lot of vegetables will make her glow..... fufufufu....." Kazama rambled like a madman who had just escaped from the mental ward.

".. Are you chanting a spell to wake her up?" A familiar voice echoed from behind.

The veteran gunner's neck twisted in a flash to face the owner of the voice, which apparently scared the living daylights out of the poor newcomer.

"Oh. Lindow-san. It's you." Kazama smiled as if nothing had happened. "....You.... Are you sure you aren't off your rocker yet?.. You scared the hell out of me!" Lindow pointed a shaking finger at the gunner.

"Sorry! I just got caught up in my thoughts~" Kazama smiled apologetically. "What is exactly in your thoughts?.. wait. Nevermind.. I don't want to know..." the veteran god eater quickly avoided the topic, and looked at the sleeping child in the bed.

"So... What did the doctor say?.." Lindow asked Kazama. "Dr. Sakaki said she's safe.. some infections to be treated.. and she needs to gain weight.. " The gunner started seriously "Also, a nice haircut." He mumbled at the end. Lindow pretended to not hear what he had said.

"I see...." Lindow quietly mumbled as he started to fall deep into his thoughts. Kazama had once started as a young god eater. A child who did not enjoy the happiness of childhood. A child who had been forcefully pushed into a world filled with bloodshed and despair while carrying the burden of being a god eater.

"Be a good father to them, Kazama." Lindow looked at the young god eater. Both of them knew that the gunner's adopted children would have the similar fate as him due to their compatibility rate with oracle cells.

"Oh trust me. I'll be a splendidly, glamorous, fabulous father!" Kazama gave Lindow a thumbs up.

"Good. Otherwise I'll be taking custody of them!"

"What?! No! Go get your own children!" Kazama protectively went in front of Lindow to cover the sleeping girl. Lindow snickered at Kazama's childishness.

"Say. Wanna go get a drink?" Kazama started to walk towards the door, looking back at Lindow who was staring at him.

"A drink would be nice. Although... you're still a few weeks away from turning 18. You're still stuck at Juice." Lindow snickered at the young man. "Hmph. I still look gorgeous while drinking kiddie juice." Kazama standoffishly flipped his hair, earning another snicker from the older veteran.

[EXTRA]

"Hey, Lindow." Kazama stared seriously at his cup of orange juice.

"Yeah?" Lindow replied, indulging himself into a mug of beer.

"...Wouldn't she just look great in victorian clothes?! I hear it is in rage right now!!" Kazama stared at Lindow, hoping for an answer.

"...Yeah." Lindow managed to squeeze out an answer.

"I'm so excited!! I've never been a father before!!" Kazama sparkled while eating a cookie.

"Of course you've never been one! You're single!!" Lindow stared incredulously at Kazama's figure— Shining, and shimmering.

"Just because you and Sakuya-san are hitting it off well doesn't mean you can bully me for being single!!" Kazama retaliated at the older god eater

Lindow choked on his alcohol as he stared like a fish at Kazama who wore a smirk. He does know what makes Lindow tick.

"We're teammates!!" Lindow defensively retaliated back

"Ohhh really now~?" Kazama teased, snickering at Lindow's pink ears.

"Kazama!!!"