Thanks for the reviews so far. :3 Not that many, but some people want me to continue. - Enough for me to write another chapter. Besides, this is for my neesama, so I have to finish it. Please review!!!

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During the wait for the gang to come over, Momiji was teaching Hatori how to play cat's cradle. It's a world wide thing so Momiji thought it would have been obvious to someone as old as Hatori (Mind you Hatori had to say that he wasn't that old yet) would know what cat's cradle was. Obviously enough he didn't. So the fifteen year old boy was teaching him, but wasn't getting to far in the progress. Hatori had butter fingers or something so the string kept falling off of his fingers.

Momiji showed him once again to spread his hands further. Once he had gotten that done, Momiji took it back into his hands to make the Tokyo Tower. A demented Tokyo Tower but it resembled the TT to him.

Smirking, Hatori looked at the clock. Four thirty already. Akito was expecting him over at his home in thirty minutes. Unfortunately enough there was a secret motive behind the others coming here. Hatori didn't want Momiji to be alone if he needed something. Especially if his fever went sky high again. Since the others could be late, he didn't want to leave Momiji alone for one second. Not that he wouldn't have had the others come over otherwise. It was sort of like a babysitter. Though, without him noticing it, Hatori was becoming more so attached to him. When he knew he couldn't be next to the blonde boy when he wanted him to broke his heart.

"Momiji?" Hatori broke the silence.

Momiji blinked. "Yes?"

"Well, I'm not going to be able to be here. I have something else I have to do," the doctor put bluntly. He could see the shatter in the brown eyes as he looked down at his blankets.

Forcing on a smile Momiji knew that if Hatori had things to do that he had things to do. He couldn't help it. I can't be selfish about Hatori. I may be sick, but maybe he has something has to do. He's done this for me so I can't make him stay, Momiji thought to himself.

"It's alright!" Momiji forced a fake happiness in his voice.

"Are you sure?" He was a bit shocked by his happiness. Really, Hatori hadn't ever thought that no one could ever be this happy until he met Momiji.

"Yep. It's alright, really."

"Okay then. I'll make the others stay until I get back. I'm not going to leave you alone."

"Thanks Hari'."

"Of course."

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"Momiji!" Tohru said, bursting in with a big smile on her face. Momiji practically jumped out of his bed but Hatori gave him a glare of 'If you dare get of that bed I will get out a shotgun' so he decided to stay down.

Shigure, Kyo, and Yuki followed right behind her. Sad to say it was a small room so they were all packed in tightly. Hatori stood up from his chair, then invited Tohru to sit (since she was the lady of the room) but she let Shigure sit in there.

"Hello everyone!" Momiji squealed.

"Hi," quietly said Yuki.

"Hi kiddo," Kyo said, ruffling his hair. "So, feeling any better? I guess that Hatori has been watching over you. Kind of weird, thought a fifteen year old could take care of himself."

"Hari' is the greatest doctor that I know!"

Kyo gave a 'pff' and snapped "He's the only doctor that you know, brat."

Seeing the string on the bed next to Momiji, Yuki questioned while pointing to it "Have you been playing cat's cradle, Momiji?"

"Yep."

"I love that game!" Tohru squealed.

Hatori was stepping out of the door when Shigure asked "Hari'? Where do you think you're going?"

"I have to go do something," he replied as calmly as he could.

"I-If you want, I could help you with it," offered the only girl in the room. Hatori shook his head. "Oh. Alright. Momiji? You want me to make you a treat in your kitchen?"

"That would be wonderful!" -

"You look fine enough to get your own treat!" Kyo picked on Momiji some more.

"Hari' said not to get out of bed." He stuck up for himself. Though, with Kyo, he usually could find a way to twist things around. This time Kyo just crossed his arms. "Nyah Kyo. Your just jealous."

"Jealous?! Of what?"

"Cause I get a special treatment and you don't."

Tohru giggled. "Oh, you two."

"Stupid cat," hissed Yuki.

"Ya' damn rat," cursed Kyo.

He'll be fine now. Well, despite Kyo picking on him. Hatori assured himself in thought. "Shigure? Could I speak to you for a moment?"

"Sure."

Going out into the hall where the teens couldn't hear them, Hatori said to his best friend "Could you stay here until I come back? It won't take that long. I've just got to do the weekly check up on Akito."

"Oh. Soo ka(1)...." Shigure said. "Of course I'll do that."

"Make sure he stays in bed. If he starts to get red in the cheeks, take his temperature right away. When he asks for something you get it for him since I said that you guys would wait on him. Don't let him out of bed. Even if he begs. Well, unless he has to go to the bathroom, then you let him out. If he looks like he's going to get dizzy at any time get the ice pack in the fridge that's i-"

Shigure interrupted "You really think of Momiji as a son. Don't you?"

"What are you talking about?" Hatori snapped back.

"You know what I'm talking about."

"If I did, I wouldn't be asking. You know I don't like to play games with you Shigure. I have to be at Akito's in thirty minutes."

"Fine. Fine. But, it's obvious to with eyes, Hatori. If Momiji needs something, your there. If he needs to cry, your there. If he wants comfort, who does he go to?" Shigure poked Hatori on the tip of his nose childishly "You! It's nothing to be embarrassed about. You should be proud."

"You're delushional. He has a father. I'm his cousin. That is all."

As Hatori left the building, Shigure sighed. That doctor could be so darn stubborn sometimes that it confused the novelist.

I was about to say that Momiji feels like your a father to him too, Hatori Shigure thought. Maybe one day he'll have the guts to tell you. He's told me. Just that, well, he thinks that you don't love him as a son. Oh how you love to torment your relatives. Especially me.

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"Where did Hatori have to go?" asked Yuki, who was sitting on a chair next to Tohru, as Shigure came in the room.

Shigure said "Oh. Just an errand. Nothing that much."

I really shouldn't mention Akito's name. It'll freak everyone out. And mostly Yuki, The novelist thought.

He looked down at Momiji who was playing go fish with everyone. He was on the bed, up against the wall, with a big smile on his face. The other three had the chairs so they didn't have to play on the floor. Shigure brought the chair from the hall into the room then sat next to Kyo.

"Shigure?" asked Momiji while Kyo and Yuki fought over some dumb rule. "Is Hatori okay? Can you tell me the truth? I thought I heard Aki-"

"Oh! I'm hungry!" said Tohru randomly. She had heard the conversation since she had went out into the hall, just to get to the kitchen to make Momiji's snack. She didn't want Akito's name to be mentioned. "How about I get some snacks for everyone?"

"Okay," Yuki nodded.

"I am hungry," agreed Kyo.

Phew. Good save, Tohru. Such a smart, pretty, cute, nice, bubbly girl! Shigure thought to himself, being perverted once again.

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"Akito?" questioned Hatori as he came into the room where Akito spent most of his time.

The quiet, dark haired man was standing at his window. He turned around with a grim look at Hatori; it was mainly the eyes. The eyes that told him that he was not happy with whatever desicions Hatori was making. Then the doctor knew he was in trouble. He had only seen that look of hate once in Akito's eyes and that was when he had asked to marry Kana.

I don't believe that I did anything wrong. Probably just a misunderstanding he thought to himself.

"Hatori," Akito quietly said. His voice was almost a whisper as Hatori sat in front of him. "Why do you test my patience so?"

"I don't think I've done anything to upset you. All I have been doing is taking care of Momiji."

"That's the problem!" shouted Akito. He stomped his foot. "You spend way to much time on that little brat! What about me? You usually spent that time with me! I can't believe that you would actually go and...and...and take care of that little rabbit then be with your God! What is wrong with you?!"

"Akito, I'm the doctor. It's my job to-"

"Tell me this, if I were to say 'get rid of' Momiji would you hate me? Never come near me again? Would that be going to far just for you to spend time with me once again?"

"Don't you dare touch Momiji. He's done nothing to you," angrily said Hatori.

"You like him more then me?"

"He's like a son to me! I won't let you go near him, Akito! I don't care who you are."

The sound echoed through the empty house as Akito slapped Hatori across the face. The doctor didn't flinch, just brought his face looking upwards at Akito once again, only with a red mark on his right face cheek.

"I think of you as a father too, okay?" Akito sobbed out, a couple tears coming down his face. "Okay, Hatori? There. I said it. I think of you as a father too!"

"Akito..." Hatori wasn't sure what to say.

"I...I.." Akito cried some more, wiping tears away.

I've never seen him like this! Hatori thought. Other then him being violent, like just a minute ago when he slapped me, I've never seen any other emotions. Akito has never cried. Well, atleast not in front of me.

A shocked look appeared on Hatori's face as Akito fell to his knees. Hatori asked "You do?"

"I really do," Akito nodded, the nineteen year old wiped some more sour tears away that fell down his face. "I've never really had much of a father. A-And you are always around me so I've grown attached. I hate to admit it. I can't believe that I'm even crying."

"It's alright Akito," Hatori said with understanment. He took the crying boy into his arms, rubbing his back. "It's okay. Really. Everyone cries."

Akito was still a young man, and was very lonely. Sad. Depressed. Angry at the world that made him be what he was. Hatori knew that sometime in his life that Akito would have to let all of his emotions just come out. He wasn't able to go out much. Actually, it was rather rare for him to come out.

The doctor let Akito cry into his chest until he was done. Akito sat there, looking at Hatori, a few stray tears still silently finding their way down his cheeks.

"How can you still be so nice to me?" asked Akito.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Well, I just hit you. And everything with Kana."

"I've gotten over that," Hatori said. "You can hit me but it doesn't hurt me."

"T-The only reason I made Kana leave was because I was jealous. You spent all of your time with her," Akito said. Anger came up in his voice in heavy amounts. "I wanted her to die. You always spent your time with me, Hatori! I want you to spend time with me! Not anyone else!"

"You can't be selfish."

"Are you calling me selfish?!"

"Yes. In a way."

Akito forced himself to not hit the doctor once again.

"What I'm trying to say is that Momiji could have done the same thing you are doing now. Beg and cry for me not to go. To spend time with him. But I came here despite that."

Akito looked at the floor. "Please? Stay here with me just for a little while?"

"I still have to do your check up, you know that."

"Okay."

Hatori brought out his bag.

"H-Hatori? Can I tell you something?"

"Yes. What is it?"

"You're the only one that understands me. And, well, thank you so much."

"Anytime."

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Omg. What the heck did I just write?! O.o ::looks it over:: o.O Akito was soooo out of character. Rrr! ( This story sucks. But, anyway, I put so much fluff in here that it could stuff a million pillows.

(cue laughter ;o; Please?)

-.- I know. I'm pathetic. But, anyway, please do review. I always imagined that Akito saw Hatori as a father. I mean, they're around eachother all of the darn time! It's only natural that Akito would become attached. Them as a couple though? XD Icky Icky Icky. No No No! I luvv yaoi but not between them. XD XD XD REVIEW OR I WILL SEND AKITO AFTER YOU WILL A SPOON!

Akito: ::holds up a spoon:: ?.? What the--it's plastic.

OKAY, A PLASTIC SPOON!