This is my first time writing a fanfic, I am not sure if it is good or not. I am definitely open to comments and constructive criticism! I didn't add that much romance, but I hope this minor affection between Yogi and Akari warms your heart somehow. Please read and tell me what you think. Thank you :

Only recently had Yogi forgotten to change his allergy patch, causing his other self-Silver Yogi-to surface. The rampaging Silver Yogi was only stopped when he had been knocked unconscious by Gareki.

Yogi slowly opened his heavy eyelids. He blinked multiple times, unsure of his surroundings.

"Where...am I?" Yogi mumbled to himself.

"You are in the hospital, Yogi." A familiar voice replied.

Yogi froze. That voice...

"A-A-Akari sensei?!" Yogi cried. He immediately jerked up in his hospital bed only to be pushed back down forcefully by the ever-so-scary-and-menacing-Akari.

"Don't move you idiot. Your body hasn't recovered."

Yogi was covered in cold sweat. Overwhelmed with fear and not sure of what to do, his face twitched under the tremendous pressure of having Akari-sensei before him. Yogi finally obediently laid back onto the bed.

"A-Akari-sensei... Where is Gareki-kun?" Yogi summoned what little courage he had to ask.

"He and Nai just took off with Tsukitachi to investigate the Lakes."

Yogi nodded.

"WHAT?!" Yogi immediately bounced out of bed, "I need to save them! They are definitely getting bullied by the First Ship!"

Yogi was sure that Kiichi and Jiki would abuse Little Nai and Gareki. More importantly, however, his friends were stolen from him. He had to do something. Yogi forced the windows opened and attempted to fly out of it, escaping Akari's grasp. Unfortunately, he only felt a strong arm wrap around his body, forcing him back down onto the bed once again.

Yogi didn't dare to open his eyes. He knew Akari-sensei was laying on top of him. He knew Akari-sensei was pissed.

Akari-sensei let out a long sigh.

"You just woke up this morning, I will NEVER allow it!" Akari said with much annoyance.

"BUUUUTTTTTTT!" Yogi cried in protest. Akari-sensei ruffled his pink hair. He didn't know what to do with this young blonde man. Beneath his anger and frustration with Yogi, the doctor was worried, oh so very worried.

He recalled how his heart stopped when he saw Yogi being brought in injured. He curled his fists into balls. I know it's his job to be a human shield... but this idiot could have at least given more thought about his damn self... Akari-sensei thought to himself.

He gazed at Yogi's profile beneath him. Yogi seemed to have recovered enough energy to shout and move about...

Yogi peeked at Akari-sensei. He was expecting Akari-sensei to be angry, to be furious, to be ready to punch him, but no, what he saw was a look of absolute relief spread across Akari-sensei's face.

Yogi blushed fiercely.

He had never seen this side of Akari-sensei before.

Akari-sensei, as if having realised that he had accidentally revealed his inner emotions, immediately got off the bed and slapped Yogi hard on the head, sending Yogi into massive convulsions of pain.

"I do expect you to change your patch regularly from now on, Yogi." His emphasis on Yogi's name sent chills down Yogi's spine. Akari straightened himself up and walked out the door.

Meanwhile, Yogi hid himself under the blanket. He remembered the look of relief on Akari-sensei's face and couldn't control his overflowing emotions. He slapped himself on the face.

"Stop being a child, Yogi!" He told himself.

Then, he remembered how Gareki and Little Nai had been taken by the First Ship's fighters.

"AHHHH!" He shouted in realisation. There was no time to waste. Yogi changed into his original set of clothes, opened the window and stealthily jumped out of the window.