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AFTER FINALLY REACHING THE ROSE HOSPITAL PREMISES, you entered the automatic moving glass doors while fixing your wrinkled outfit. You have to look professional when you are an officer wherever you go, of course.

Before you take a step inside the available elevator. A woman walked towards you with a clipboard and a pen on her hands. She was wearing a tight polo with a miniskirt.

"Are you perhaps, (Y/n) Haru-sama?" the polished woman asks, and you bobbed your head with a nod at her.

She drifts her pen on the clipboard with a paper clipped on it. "Daisuke Kambe-sama has paid the total account for your sibling's injuries. And he would like to see you on floor-eight in the room 220."

As shock you were, speechless even. You just calmly kept up a smile on her and caressed a small nod to her again. "Yes, thank you for telling." and she left with her high heels clackling roughly on the floor.

You pressed the button of the elevator, and the door opens just in time. You quickly walked inside and pressed the button for floor-eight. This was also the time to process things in your mind for a moment.

"That millionare bastard paid the total account for Kato's injuries?! What in the world am I hearing! I can't imagine him doing that!"

The door of the elevator opens and you gladly got out. You start searching for room 220 on the halls, even asking people who are just passing by you.

An hour has already gone and you still coudn't find the ideal room. You were always bad at finding things. But even the workers here including the janitors doesn't know, that's so stupid. "Damnit, why don't they know where room 220 is?! I'm gonna-"

You started to felt someone wrapping one arm on your waist, you choked as you saw him dragging you away on the halls. "Amorcito, you're really dumb. You know that?"

You punched Daisuke's arm in embarrassment and you coudn't deny anything from what he just stated. Facts are facts, you simply can't disagree at a fact.

After a few seconds of walking and of Daisuke pulling you inside a room, you finally saw your brother out of the coma. While he was waiting for you, it seemed like he was just staring at the window.

"Katoooo! Bastard! I miss you!!" you ran up to him and jumped over him to hug him. He chuckles under his breath as he gently breaks the hug. "Easy now, blockhead. Don't stress my injuries!"

You step backwards, embarrassed. An apologetic expression spreading on your face. He pats your head, "And it only has been a few hours, you really can't go a day without me. Huh?-"

A sudden fake-cough was heard at your backs. "I'm still here, you know." Daisuke crossed his arms and you rolled his eyes at his behavior.

"Shut up, millionare bastar--" your words halts as you remembered that he just paid for your brother's recovered injuries. You knew that in your point of view, no one could do that for you and your brother.

You slowly took a few forward steps to Daisuke while your head is remained tilted. "I can't believe I'm doing this. I can't believe I'm doing this. I can't believe I am actually going to do this."

You can hear Daisuke's confused tone in his voice as he stares at you. "Eh?-"

You bowed down your head while a burning feeling was felt on your cheeks, your voice stutters. "T-Thank you for paying my brother's recovery payment! I.. I-I appreciate it!"

The room silenced for a moment and it was getting awkward ti'll you felt Daisuke grabbing one your arm again and pulling you closer to him. His lips close enough on your ears.

He whispers, "I never knew that you know how to thank people, amorcito." you saw his lips twitch a smile and you only furrowed your brows at his thinking. "He thinks that I don't thank people?! What-"

Your thoughts trailed off when Daisuke starts softly kissing your neck, on the area where your mark made by him is. "But I'd rather have a different version of your thank-you." his alluring voice trembled you.

You pushed him with your palms on his chest and forced to silently say, "M-My brother's here! Why are you doing this?!" you hoped that your brother didn't saw anything.

Daisuke only renderred you a small smile again before leaving the room. He raises one of his hands as a sign of farewell. "I'll take my leave now.. amorcito." and he finally left.

"A-Amorcito?!" he has been calling you that ever since after you woke up from the hotel room today. You know what it means and its driving you crazy.

You shooked off your thoughts, brushing them away and faced Kato again. Hopefully he didn't saw anything. "S-So.. does your injuries hurt a bit when you move?" you ask him.

He only rubbed his nape and replies calmly, "Well, if I strech or move with a lot of effort then yeah, it hurts. But I can walk, don't worry too much kiddo." he pats your head again and starts grabbing his things.

You sighed in relief. Seems like he didn't notice, that's good. You pinched yourself to bring your mind back into reality. "C'mon, bastard. There's a lot of news waiting for you in the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Another crime, problem, report or?" he asks in a serious tone now. You missed this tone he has every time a new mission has to be accomplished. His pride never changes.

As you helped him fix his things for a few minutes before going out, you reply, "Actually I have no idea whether its a crime, problem or a report. Just hear it for yourself, bastard."

You heard him release a very dramatic sigh. "You're no use, blockhead. I'm sure you know that."

"Is he calling me useless?!"

You gently slap his shoulder, you could've slapped harder if it wasn't for his injuries that was bandaged all over across his chest. "You're so mean, bastard! Be thankful that I'm here beside you right now! No one else will do that except me!"

He pinches your cheeks with a grin, "Yes ma'am. I hear ya." he sarcastically says.

And a few minutes has passed by, both of you were finally back in the Metropolitan Police Department. And Kamei including you explained all the details of the reason why the female celebrity has passed away.

"We need to start moving and find the person who did this to the female celeb." Kato states as he gently wore his jacket to cover his bandages. Maybe he is feeling a little insecure or anxious about them.

You slap his shoulder. "You're not going anywhere, bastard. Not with those injuries-"

"Stop it, (Y/n). The doctors have said that I am recovered now, don't you understand that?" he snaps back.

With eyebrows furrowing, you pout at him, "But you are not fully recovered yet! Don't be stubborn!" you snap back and he dramatically releases a sigh to you. He sits back on his chair and lazily leans his back on it.

You rolled your eyes at him, "Fine. But if anything happens to you, I won't be responsible for them." you say as you facepalmed yourself, hurting his pride is too much for you.

His face brightens at you. "You don't need to be responsible for them, blockhead. I'm older than you anyways."

You rendered him a look of disgust. "You being older than me doesn't change anything, bastard."

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