Hello~ sorry I couldn't keep my promise
I hope you forgive me ;.;
Geki geki: yeah Lie to me~~ it will end up differently but the essence is the same :3 and i hope I can update this more often as well ><
Konoe: if it is a gender bender or not, please wait a bit and you will see it :3 Mayuboy is indeed handsome! The person who did it made a great job, and this person was not me >< why the strange girl stole the letter? Maybe she didn't want Yuki to quit or maybe it was just reflex
Kaorichan: hehe yeah Lie to me
I believe I mentioned it before the chapter >< but okay
here is the update, it wasn't soon, but at least is here. O/
Musume Chiqn: I remember you said you didn't watched because you don't like the actress. I hope you like my version though
mayukun is gorgeous right? Huahauhauha thank you
And just a note, minna I wasn't the one who edited Mayu-kun on the banner. I got it from a person who got it on the internet. If anyone knows who make it, please tell me and I can give the credits :3
Forgive the grammar mistakes, it is not proofread
My life is not a dorama!
Chapter 2: The nice stranger
The light feeling on her head took over when she regained conscience. Also the uneasiness on her stomach was making her feel a bit of sickness. With a low grunt, Yuki slowly opened her eyes and noticed a sympathetic old lady sat on a bed on her right side looking at her curiously.
"So you are finally awake, miss." The old lady stated with a smile while Yuki messed up her own hair still confused about where she was.
"Huh..." Yuki voiced, looking at her surroundings. Finally recognizing the place, she wondered how come she was in a hospital infirmary.
"Your husband is so attentive. He spent all night watching over your sleep with such a worry face." The old lady kept talking without actually wait an answer from the younger woman.
"Hu... Husband?" Yuki muttered to herself a bit shocked.
"And what a catch, you little girl! A finest man! He is so handsome that his height is not a problem." The lady started to excite about the matter.
"I'm sorry, mrs., he is not my husband." Yuki rushed to correct the old lady.
"Oh, no?" It was visible the disappointment on the older woman's voice. And Yuki felt it straight to the heart. "Oh well, you should grab him then." She concluded winking. Almost at the same time, the old lady's husband appeared.
"I'm happy you are awake, miss. Your husband went to the account department to pay your hospital taxes. I saw him there." The old man said gently.
"Oh dear, he is not her husband." His wife intervened.
"No? What a shame..." His voice was also disappointed. Yuki just gave up, leaned back on the pillow and closed her eyes, sighing.
Not a long time after, she heard the old sir talking again and a not so strange voice answer near her bed. Stiffening slightly, she opened a bit of her left eye to take a peek on the man. He was indeed handsome, she thought. And he was looking straight at her with such a concentrated look. When he approached her bedside and leaned closer, Yuki stiffened even more, making a face.
"Miss, can you please button up your shirt correctly?" His voice sounded clear and unexpressive, but with a hint of anxiety. Yuki's eyes shot opened as he distanced himself from the bed.
"Ah... Okay..." Yuki agreed sitting up. "Hum OCD..." She mumbled to herself. Before the man could replay, the doctor appeared. He had a clipboard with her check in data. He asked for her name and her resident registration number.
"So, miss, were you in drugs when you passed out last night?" The doctor emotionless asked.
"What?! No! Just a few doses of sake! Not enough to make me pass out." Yuki protested while rearranging her shirt. The doctor's eyebrows stirred a bit when he spotted a huge red dot near Yuki's collarbone. He approached and reached out his hand to move her shirt collar to check it. Yuki almost protested again.
"Did a bee stung you yesterday?" He asked thoughtfully.
"Y... Yes." Yuki confirmed reluctantly remembering the fateful incident.
"Oh. So here is what you had: depending on the person, bee stung and alcohol reacts strangely. You were lucky you only passed out. You could have died." The doctor stated.
"Eh! I can't just die right now!" Yuki exclaimed frustrated. The doctor seemed to giggle a bit.
"Anyways, you seem fine. Rest for a few more minutes and you can leave." After saying this, the doctor withdrew himself. Yuki then, looked at the strange man who accompanied her.
"Who are you?" She asked hoping him to be a nice guy and answer her.
"It's none of your concern. I just stayed to see if everything was going to be alright. Now that I see you are fine, I shaw take my leave." Upon replying in such a rude manner, he bowed in respect and head towards the exit.
Still shocked with the answer she got, Yuki took a few minutes to realize she knew nothing about him and that she probably would never see him again. After all, Tokyo was a big city. She stood up and dressed her coat. She then looked for her purse, but it was nowhere to be seen. She probably had forget it at the club. Frustrated, she ran after the man.
When Yuki finally reached the man who helped her he was entering a cab. She attached herself on the closed window and started to plead to talk to him, to give her a chance of speaking. After a few convincing lines from the driver, her sighed giving in and stepped out of the vehicle.
"Look miss, I already paid your treatment. Don't worry, it wasn't much. You don't have to pay me back." He was starting to feel uneasy with all that.
"I insist on recharge you. But my purse stayed at the club. Please give me at least a bank account so I can make a deposit." Yuki was resolute.
"It is not really necessary. Why don't you call your family to come and pick you?" He was resolute as well.
"No! I mean... No, it would be too embarrassing have to tell them that I got check in in the hospital emergency due to alcohol shock..."
"Do you want money for a cab then?" He suggested looking for his wallet.
"I don't need more of your money. Why don't you accompany me to the club, I get my purse and pay you back? I kind of fell like I was a burden." Yuki suggested back, almost whimpering.
"It wasn't even that much of money to be considered as a burden. I told you already to no worry about it. Besides, you don't look like a person who care much about etiquette." He brushed off coldly and entered the car. Yuki just stood there watching the cab drive away, repeating angrily the man's last words.
Chapter 2: The nice stranger - End
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