Okay, so I didn't really think that I would be good at continuing this, so (don't kill me) I'm too disillusioned for that and I hope... Maybe... You'll like it? Lets see how it rolls.

Requested by Kaminokoe- love!

Kudos to everyone! And agreement with Azii's previous statement: Karneval fanfiction authors are amazing! Especially HiratoxAkari! (Just kidding, I just ship them the hardest)

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Tsukumo what always been fond of the second ship captain; that much is clear. Especially when she flushed a lovely color whenever Hirato, the conniving bastard, touched her.

Onlookers usually assumed her affection was more than sisterly, but this was not the case. Oh, not at all. After all, Tsukumo was 16, and had never been attracted to older men. Although it was true that Hirato was exceptionally attractive, she found it clear that Hirato would only ever be interested in one person, despite the courtships of endless rich and idle female figureheads.

That special person was highly intelligent. Blunt to the point of painfulness, yet polite. And yet, despite his massive intelligence, he was so oblivious to Hirato's advances, she was tempted to shave one of the Hitsuji, and have it prance around him naked while screaming.

Today the cause of her pain and suffering was yet again, her devilishly charming superior.

~flashback~

"You blithering idiot!"

The entire ship could hear the containers flying and demolishing the beautiful doctor's impeccable living quarters. On the next floor, a very battered Yogi was pulling himself off a potted plant.

Unfortunately for Hirato, some of the projectiles launched at him had not even been fully closed. One wrong step led to the downfall of Circus's celebrated airship captain.

Although Akari often pretended not to care, over the years he had grown fond of the brats he used to teach. Namely the two airship captains. Their incessant and intensely creepy stalking eventually became endearing, although if asked, he swore vehemently that they were vicious little terrorists that followed him like he was some sort of mother duck.

And no, he was not a mother duck. He maintained he was not streamlined (for how could he, if all he did was sit around researching? He had certainly lost muscle tone since his last field job, and he did not have any time to maintain his body), and he did not, certainly not, care for the smug and confident man with the funny top hat. He didn't take care of people. Although he was a doctor. Indeed, not motherly at all.

As such, his fury calmed immediately in the favor of making sure the insufferable brat was alright. He climbed out of the shower and hurriedly slung his towel on his hips.

He made his way towards Hirato, and dropped down to observe his right leg.

"How idiotic can you get? You've just sprained your ankle, you imbecile! Did your brother toss you out a window from the 5th floor? Did you blow your nose out of your brains? Did Yogi borrow your brains?- There is half a brain between the two of you- perhaps less, I shouldn't know-"

The doctor ranted on, furious at the stoic expression on the normally cocky face, and how Hirato seemed to care less about the injury than he did. Little did he know that Hirato could care less about what he was saying, although he did admire his doctor's lovely, smooth voice. No, Hirato, you see, was slightly distracted.

Hirato felt a strange warmth bloom inside him, yet again. He wondered if he was being terribly romantic and biased, or it Akari was truly angelic and ethereal? This otherworldly angel was currently fussing over his leg, upset about a minor sprain, while dazzling drops of water dripped from his light hair onto his clothes.

"Akari."

Akari turned, opening his mouth to question him, eyes narrowed into angry slits.

Hirato pulled him down, locking the confused doctor into a french kiss. Akari was too baffled to even react for a few moments. You could practically hear the gears screech to a stuttering stop and his mind wailing "does not compute." When Akari finally began to process the events, the Hitsugi that entered the room bleeped "error 417, expectation failed." Needless to say, it's cameras were burned out and began to smoke.

It was then that Akari slapped his insolent ex-student. Hirato could not describe how disappointed he was. Next time, he would make sure the sheep did not interrupt, because a confused Akari was an unresisting Akari, and Hirato had rather enjoyed kissing him.

Since his school years of eyeing and stalking the doctor with his partner in crime, he had, as had pretty much everyone in the school, noticed that Akari was fairly attractive. Very attractive.

This attraction only grew with the knowledge of his resolve, caring, and combat skills. The first time he had seen Akari in the field, the first time he saw him lose a patient, all these moments had added to his admiration and desire.

At first, he had been terrified that Akari would hang him from the tower in his boxers, chuck scalpels at him, set the school on fire, and set all the animals in the testing facility on him. Tsukitachi, the dense idiot, was very touchy-feely, and since the zombie Apocalypse did not arrive, Hirato became very disturbingly touchy.

Akari was flushed and furious. Who wouldn't be in his position? He attempted to do a good deed, in just his towel, and then he was assaulted? Forgetting about Hirato's injury, he bodily threw him out of his rooms.

~end flashback~

Tsukumo pouted and shook her head disapprovingly as her captain limped to the hospital wing using a Hitsuji for support, and as Yogi peeled his face off the floor, then subsequently peeled himself off the potted plant.

Gareki was clearly not that angry, as he dragged Yogi to the hospital wing, which Yogi pleaded for him not to with loud cries and whimpers of dismay. It seemed that this relationship might work out.

Akari was, quite fairly, a terrifying man. Yogi was quite positive he could castrate people by looking at them. Tsukumo did not think so, but such was popular opinion. And that is why Hirato's romancing was so unsuccessful, although he and the doctor fit together surprisingly well.

Patting down her blouse, she decided that on her next shopping trip in town, she would buy some dating manuals as well as earplugs. For she did love her sleep, and she was not dealing with the deafening attempts to romance tsunderes that disturbed the circadian rhythms of the entire ship.

Sorry guys! I felt like I did a really bad job... not quite what I wanted! But I hope you like it. I honestly wasn't sure what to write, so there are cute sheep for us to love! Internet Ice cream for the readers!

Wah, Akari is too soft! He should be stronger and tougher! And so should Hirato! Or maybe it's because they were surprised? OOC to the end! Gomen minna!