This was originally a fanfiction I made for a different pairing, but the pairing had so many similarities with YamaHaru, so I just had to make their version xD

Disclaimer: If you're a YamaShi shipper and don't like YamaHaru, I suggest you not to read this fic. lol

P.S: Sorry for the bad grammar, I did it in one-shot and in a rush

 

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Kawaguchi Haruna woke up as her alarm rang. The clock showed 6.30a.m.

She hit the snooze button and decided to snuggle back behind her covers. That was when she noticed she still had her phone on her other hand.

Haruna checked on her phone. She realized there was a new mail.

Last night she had been texting with a certain friend who had just finished a concert with his band in Fukuoka. She texted him to encourage him and to not forget to take some sleep. Today was supposed to be their first day of Kindaichi Neo table read, before all the shooting schedules will be held. Yes, they made a drama series, finally, after all the huge two SP filmed outside Japan.

Remembering this, her eyes opened wide. She quickly opened the message delivered.

"I’m heading straight to set today from the airport. Dai-chan has other schedules for his TV reality show this morning, so he can't join us. If you want to know more all about my awesome tour in person, then meet me in my dressing room at 6.00 a.m."

Haruna snorted reading the text. That boy, though seem shy at first, is now able to act all confident and flirty towards her. They tease eachother a lot lately, and it made her feel more comfortable hanging around him. So they have become good friends by then.

She glanced at the clock in her phone and realized it was already 6.37 a.m. She immediately stood up from her bed. She panicly grabbed her towels and went straight to shower.

Haruna rushed downstairs, finding her mom still in her sleeping gown, starting to prepare breakfast for the rest of the family, gazing at her questioningly.

"Honey, it’s 6.40 in the morning, what’s going on?"

"Mom, I need to go to the set right now!"

"What happened?" her mom is now even more confused. "I thought the table read is later at 10?"

"Just take me there now, pleeaaase?" Haruna asked, making her infamous puppy-eyed face.

"But you haven’t had your breakfast yet, honey."

"Nooo, I reaaally need to go there now!" Haruna demanded. "come on mom lets go!"

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Haruna arrived on set at 07.05. She felt really guilty. Ryosuke must’ve waited since 6.00. She rushed inside to find that the set was completely empty. Only the security guards were there for morning shift. He looked surprised at the sight of Haruna entering the building so early. But he let her in anyway without asking anything. He gave her a meaningful smile while opening the door and letting her in.

"Thank you," Haruna smiled.

Haruna hurried towards her dressing room to put her stuff there. She was taking out her key when she noticed Ryosuke's room that was just a couple of meters away from her was open.   

She stopped and tucked her keys back into her bag and decided to go to his dressing room instead. After all, she owes him a huge apology. She got to his door and knocked on the door gently.

There was no answer.

Then she decided to enter the room, slowly opening the door. As she entered the room, she scanned inside and stopped at the sight in front of her.

Yamada Ryosuke, was laying on the couch, sleeping soundlessly. He was fully dressed in a shirt and a leather jacket covering his whole body. He still had his socks and sneakers on.

Haruna smiled at the view. She gently put her bags on top of a table in Ryosuke's dressing room and tiptoed in closer towards him. As she got to the couch, she slowly kneel beside him.

She propped herself on the floor, and decided to have a closer look on her co-star. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. She could see his chest, moving up and down, breathing stagnantly. She noticed Ryosuke's hair was shorter now since their last SP promotion. She noticed how messy it was, but it wasn’t a surprising fact since she knows that he likes to keep his hair messy when he’s being himself, not being the idol Yamada Ryosuke. Usually Ryosuke, had his hands crossed on top of his chest when he sleeps on set, but this time, he lets it dangling all over the place. His right hand was hanging on the side of the couch, and his other hand rested on top of his stomach.

Haruna couldn’t help herself not to smile at the sight of this. Ryosuke's sleeping face, looking so innocent and cute like a little puppy. This kid have gone through a lot this year. Flying back and forth across Japan for tours, while having a movie shooting, and Kindaichi Neo promotions coming ahead. Though it seems really cool and amazing, and he’s having the time of his life, still, he must be VERY exhausted. She thought she might just enjoy the view for a little while before the boy wakes up.

Something caught her attention though. There was a sudden frown formed in Ryosuke’s face. His face looked different. It was pale. This leads her to further notice that a sweat was dripping from his head. And some more. It was 6.00 a.m in the morning and it was really cold down there, how could he possibly be sweating?

Haruna leaned over towards him worriedly. Her worry deepens as Ryosuke made another frown, this time looking in pain.     

"Yamada-kun?" she called out. But he didn’t counter.

Haruna gently put her hand on top of his forehead, then her other hand on his neck.

Her hands were the one that woke him up. His eyes fluttered open softly. He smiled at the view of Haruna.

"Hey, you’re late," he commented, smiling. His voice sounded hoarse and weak. He sounded even more sick than she thought.

"I hurried really fast here," he continued. "Someone owes me an—"

"Yamada-kun, you’re hot," Haruna cut him off, her hands was still on his forehead and neck.

A huge smirk emerged from Ryosuke's face.

"Wow, thanks Haruna-chan," he giggled. "I get that a lot though."

"No," Haruna quickly countered, though her face started blushing. "I meant you’re feverish. Are you okay?"

"I’m fine," Ryosuke smiled, as he took Haruna’s hands and immediately sat up. "You’re worrying too much."

Haruna knew Ryosuke was lying. She caught a glimpse of pain in his face as he sat up too immediate. She noticed he was trying hard to hide that he’s still recovering from dizziness.

"No you’re not," Haruna pulled her hands away from his grip. "You look awful. You really need some rest."

"I’m okay, really," Ryosuke gave another smile. "I even drove myself here this morning. I’m totally fine."

"You drove yourself in a condition like this?!" Haruna got even more surprised. "Why would you do that? You could’ve hurt yourself."

"Really Haruna-chan? first day of meeting eachother and now you’re looking for a lame argument for us to debate about?" Ryosuke shook his head teasingly.

"Seriously, I’m worried about you," Haruna was now desperate at his constant denial. "You really need to go and see a doctor."

"No I don’t," he denied. "I’m totally okay."

"Really?" Haruna prompted. "Then you would totally be fine if I did this…"

Haruna made a sudden attack punch towards his stomach. It was a hard punch for Haruna, but it wasn’t strong enough to hurt him. She always does that to him. But this time, he winced and bend over with hands over his stomach.

"Sorry sorry sorry, I didn’t mean that!" Haruna immediately responded guiltily and worriedly touch his hands over his stomach. "See, you couldn’t even take my weak girl attack. You’re definitely not okay."

"Wow you’re punches are getting stronger," Ryosuke lift his head and grinned at her. "Have you been working out?"

Haruna stood up. “I’m going to call your sister to pick you up. You can’t rehearse today.”

"No please don’t!" Ryosuke looked up.

"No Yamada-kun, don’t be ridiculous. You need some day off," Haruna said. She took out her cellphone to prepare to dial Yamada Chihiro.

"No Haruna-chan, please," Ryosuke pulled her hand with the cellphone down. "It’s just a cold."

"So you’re finally admitting you’re sick?" Haruna looked at him now looking a little pissed. "But it doesn’t look like "just-a-cold" to me."

"It’s okay, really," Ryosuke tried convincing her, still gripping on her hand. "I just need some short sleep and after I wake up I’m all fit again. It happened during tour. Nobody found out about it."

"Wait, this happened before?" Haruna’s eyes went wide.

"Well… y-yes," Ryosuke reluctantly answered.

"And you still perform on stage anyway??" now Haruna’s tone got higher.

"Well I could still perform," Ryosuke countered. "Its just a cold, nothing serious."

"Don’t underestimate cold Yamada-kun," Haruna said. "You need to treat yourself immediately. If you don’t want me to call your sister, then I’ll call a doctor to come over."

Haruna Ryosuke's hands and paced towards the door.

"No Haruna, please you don’t have to do that," Ryosuke stood up from the couch to prevent Haruna from leaving.

That was when Ryosuke finally couldn’t hold back from coughing. Coughing really bad that he winced in pain again. Ryosuke could feel a sudden pain attack on his stomach and he reeled as if he was about to collapse.  

Haruna rushed back at him worriedly and caught his shoulder right before he fell.

Haruna immediately guided him to take a seat back at the couch. Ryosuke was still wincing in pain when he took Haruna’s phone and stuffed it at his pocket.

"Yamada-kun??" she protested.

"Just don’t call anyone, okay?" Ryosuke begged, breathing heavily. His stomach was still in pain.

"Just, lay down then," Haruna pleaded, looking worriedly as she helped him to a laying position. Ryosuke let out a few more cough. Haruna stood to take some water and gave him a glass. Ryosuke took the drink and lay back, closing his eyes, inhaling deeply.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" Haruna asked with a softer voice this time. "I don’t get it Yamada-kun."

"I can’t skip any schedule, okay," Ryosuke responded weakly. "Everyone’s counting on me. If I skip a day of filming, then they will have to delay a day. Then we might have to cancel a tour date. My bandmates will be dissappointed. So does the fans."

"But you are in no condition to film today—"

"It’s just a table read Haruna-chan, chill," Ryosuke smiled reassuringly. "I can handle this."

"You might be the busiest 20 year old there is, and people are counting on you, but you’re not a superhero Yamada-kun. Even Peter Parker has a day off. Even Paul McCartney could get sick," Haruna said. "I’m sure your band and your fans will understand that too."

"But its not just them Haruna-chan," Ryosuke countered back. "I don’t want to miss anything. I want to be able to do it all, you know. Because I finally am doing what I love doing."

Haruna sighed.

"Well at least you should’ve taken a rest at home instead of coming here so early," said Haruna. "You’re not doing yourself a favor at all being stubborn like this."

"But if I went home then my mom will find out that I’m sick. She won’t let me come here for the table read and then I—"

"Then your mom is being completely logical, I would do exactly the same," Haruna chimed in.

"—wouldn’t be able to see you."

Haruna was taken aback by this sentence. She fell silent. They’re eyes met.

Haruna could feel the sudden burn on her cheeks. Those burns that always happens every time this boy starts being a sweatheart and melts her heart to the core. She could only hope the blush didn’t seem too obvious to him though.

Ryosuke on the other hand didn’t notice the sudden emotional spasm on Haruna since he’s focused on his own. He couldn’t believe he just said that.

"I mean, I havent seen you for a long time since the last kindaichi promotion, and we'll be working together again for the next few months, so I really wanted to catch up with you," he tried really hard to sound as casual as possible. 

Haruna blinked. But she still didn’t know how to respond.

"This morning might be the only time I have for that," Ryosuke added. "So please don’t call my sister, or a doctor to ruin this, okay?"

Haruna hesitated. This boy really is stubborn.

"You know what, you’re right," Haruna finally answered. She sighed and let out a smile. "This might just be a cold. I’ve been learning first aids in high school and I can totally handle this. So, here’s my new offer…"

"I’m listening," Ryosuke smiled.

"I’ll be your personal nurse for the rest of the morning. By the time the crew is here, you’d be healthy as ever. What do you say?"

"Deal," Ryosuke nodded, agreeing. 

"Just so you know," said Haruna. "This is the only time I’m letting you go. Next time, I’m really going to call your sister."

"Yes ma’am," Ryosuke answered.

Haruna gave him a stare. "Have you eaten breakfast yet?"

Ryosuke gave Haruna a sheepish grin.

"Oh my God, you haven’t??" Haruna stared at him disbelieved. "Do you really hate yourself??"

"Well I told mom I was going to have breakfast with you here…" Ryosuke looked down guiltily.

Haruna shook her head, before she broke into a giggle. “You’re lucky, because my mom packed lots of breakfast for me today.”

"I knew that," Ryosuke smiled.

She took out a lunch box from her bag and opened it. Ryosuke was about to sit up, but Haruna prevented him with her left hand.

"No, let me do it," she offered. Ryosuke lied back on the couch, while Haruna scoop a spoon on to her breakfast and feed Ryosuke.

"This is delicious," Ryosuke commented in between his chewing.

"You’re lying," Haruna confronted.

"Okay fine, it taste horrible with my current state," Ryosuke gave in. "But I bet it tastes awesome if I wasn’t sick."

"Why thank you for your honesty," Haruna gave him another spoon.

"Soo, how was the movie?" Ryosuke started a conversation.

"You mean Sukitte ii na yo? I had a great time," Haruna answered excitedly. "Great cast, great storyline!"

Ryosuke smiled at this.

"Did you watch it?" Haruna asked.

"Well, yea…" Ryosuke answered shortly.

"How was it?"

"It was awesome. Your acting was incredible, totally cool."

"Oh yeah? what about the kisses?"

"What?" Ryosuke seemed a little surprised for a moment. But then he continued, "Well, it was good I guess. Y-you did good."

"You haven’t watched it, have you?" Haruna giggled.

"What?" Ryosuke pulled out a confused look. He thought for a moment. "Wait, so was there a kiss or not?"

"You know, you didn’t have to lie you watched it to make me feel better," Haruna laughed. "I’m totally cool if you haven’t watched it."

"I’m sorry," Ryosuke raised his brow appologetically. "I really wanted to watch it but I haven’t got the time, so…"

"I understand," Haruna nodded.

"So were there kisses in it? How many?" Ryosuke lean in, eyes widen in curiosity.

"You’d have to watch it to find out," Haruna shrugged teasingly.

They enjoyed their breakfast while sharing their stories. Ryosuke told her about his tour, and how much fun he had with his bandmates and all the silly things they do during rehearsals and plannings. While Haruna, aside from her filming businesses, told him about her final year of high school in Horikoshi. Before they know it, they already spent an hour talking to each other.

Haruna checked the temperature on Ryosuke's body by touching his forehead and his neck.

"You’re still feverish," she looked worriedly. "Do you normally take pills?"

"Nope," Ryosuke answered. "I usually take naps and wait for it to go away. And I drink lots of water."

He let out another cough and frowned.

"I’ll try to compress you," Haruna stood and walked towards the bathroom. A minute later she came back with a basin of cool water and a towel in her hands.

She gently put a towel that had been dipped into the basin on top of his forehead.

"How are you feeling?" Haruna asked, kneeling beside him.

"Much better," Ryosuke smiled. "Thanks Haruna-chan. I’m sorry for causing you so much trouble."

"Hey," Haruna smiled back. "You owe me for this though."

"But on the other hand, you were pretty late this morning," Ryosuke looked up as if he was thinking hard.

"Fine. We’re even," Haruna chuckled. "Now go to sleep please. I'm tired of telling you that."

Ryosuke gave her another smile before he closed his eyes.

Haruna checked on her watch. It was already 08.00. The table read starts at about 10.00. He still has some time to rest.

"Haruna-chan?" Ryosuke asked, his eyes still closed.

"Yea?" she leaned closer.

"Your hands felt really cool this morning. Can you put them over my neck again? It felt really good," Ryosuke pleaded.

Haruna's cheeks redden. She was surprised Ryosuke could say those words, especially since he's always shy around girls. She knows they're close friends now, but they don't really do much physical contact with eachother. Or was it maybe the effect of cold that's probably messing up with his head?

Haruna hid her feelings and laughed at this. “Great, now you’re just taking advantage of me.”

Ryosuke smiled with his eyes closed. “Please?”

Haruna rolled her eyes before she leaned closer to put her hands around his neck.

"I’m only doing this because your sick. I’m going to get you for this next time though. Keep that in mind."

"Ooh, I’m so scared," Ryosuke whispered teasingly.  

A few minutes has passed and Haruna could see that Ryosuke's breathing had become stagnant. He must have already fallen asleep. She gently pulled her hands from his neck and then she stretched them.

Taking care of Ryosuke turns out to be exhausting. Especially the last few minutes where she had to stay in a position of holding on his neck for minutes. She felt really sleepy. She thought she might just go to her dressing room to take some nap herself. But then she heard Ryosuke murmuring words in his sleep.

She checked on him and turns out sweat was still coming out of his head. He was frowning again. She checked his forehead again.

At least his temperature had gotten lower.

She took another towel, dipped it into the basin of cool water, and put it on his forehead, replacing the previous one.

She looked at Ryosuke's pale face. She couldn’t leave him here alone.

She sat beside the couch on the floor and put one of her hand on his neck again to help lower the temperature. But she got so sleepy that she didn’t notice her head dropped on top of Ryosuke's chest as she began to lose consciousness and fell asleep.

 

*****

 

She woke up at the ray of light which shone on her face. Slowly she opens her eyes and yawned.

As her eye focus began to recover, she found herself resting on top of a couch, wrapped in a leather jacket. She noticed it was Ryosuke's dressing room couch. The leather jacket was also his.

"What the—" she sat up immediately, panicking. She glanced at her watch. It was 09.45.

"Rise and shine sleepy head," Ryosuke, came out from his dressing room bathroom. He had changed his sweaty shirt with a long sleeve indigo shirt. Haruna blinked at the sight in front of her, dumbfounded.

"How did you—? How did I—? Wait a minute?"

"The table read is about to start young lady, you’d better be prepared soon," Ryosuke lift his brows, grinning teasingly.

Normally she would be pissed at Ryosuke's annoying behavior, acting all cool and healthy, pretending nothing had happened, but this time she was too happy to find that he looked so much better now. She end up smiling widely.

"Then I’d be leaving," Haruna stood up and took her purse. She gave Ryosuke a last nod and Ryosuke nodded back.

As Haruna opened Ryosuke's door, she was surprised to find Daiki Arioka and Asari Yosuke standing in front of her.

"What have you guys been doing in there?" Arioka asked in curiosity. Yosuke just stood there, giving her a judging eye.

Haruna fell speechless.

"Well?" Yosuke demanded, grinning this time.

"W-well… I…" Haruna stuttered. "I w-was…"

"Guys, it’s 9.55," Ryosuke came out of his room just in time. "They’re waiting for us. Come on!"

Before Haruna, Arioka or Yosuke could say anything, Ryosuke was already dragging the three towards the table read room.

 

(end)