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Needless to say, the freckled man was nervous. It was his dream to step in his father's shoes, yet it was stressful. The name Yamaguchi was famous in the word of medicine, not only across Japan, but also worldwide. Yamaguchi Tadashi just finished his medical school and was about to start his internship.
He already expected people to have high expectations from him. His father was the best cardiologist in Japan, who won awards for his researches. Tadashi always admired his father's work, though as a parent, Hiroki was a lousy father. He was never home, making his wife worried. He put his job before family. Their relationship was a bit rocky, to say the least. It seemed Hiroki couldn't care much about his son's life. Even after coming out to his father, Hiroki didn't much react- he was indifferent. Tadashi didn't take it as a bad thing either- it was better than being disowned by his parents.
It was the evening before he started the internship. He didn't drink, yet he went to a bar next to the hospital he was supposed to start working. He ordered a beer and sat alone in the bar with his thoughts. The bartender, a short guy with black hair and few blond hairs in the middle, was listening to his problems. "You need to get a laid," he said.
This made Tadashi jump in surprise. "What do you mean?"
"What it means- you need to let loose, have some fun."
"I'm not the type who has one night stands," Tadashi admitted. He preferred a serious relationship and settling down. He was the type who believed in love, marriage and all the same bullshit that went along with that.
The bartender, Nishinoya, shrugged. "It will help you with your stress."
Tadashi looked around. Maybe there were gay or bisexual men around, but it wasn't officially considered a gay bar. Even if wanted to, there was no guarantee he would hit on the right person.
Nishinoya noticed his doubt and signed him to look to his right. "This guy is staring at you for awhile since he walked in."
Tadashi turned his head and noticed the man. He probably just entered the bar since there was no way Tadashi wouldn't notice a handsome man like him. The man had great short brown hair that looked perfect and soft and matching brown eyes. His smile was playful, slightly devious. The man winked at him and Tadashi averted his gaze somewhere else, embarrassed.
"Man up and go talking to him," was Nishinoya's advice.
"Guys like him don't hit on other guys," was Tadashi's excuse.
Nishinoya sighed. "It would be a waste since he was asking to buy you a drink."
"What?"
"The beer you're drinking? Someone else paid for it. At least be polite enough to thank him."
"Why didn't you tell me before I drank it?!"
"You were busy bitching about med school."
Tadashi got up, grabbing his beer. He walked towards the man. He was nervous and the man, noticing his awkwardness, looked amused. "T-thank you," he mumbled.
The man looked confused. "For what?"
"The bartender said you bought me a drink." It was Tadashi's turn to be confused.
"I didn't," said the man. Tadashi glared at Nishinoya, who smiled widely with thumbs up, as if saying, 'you can to this!' "But," the man added, "I do want to."
Tadashi thought about this for a second. He didn't know the man, nor did the man know him. They would never see each other again. Sure they could hook for one night.
Though he didn't drink that much, it felt as if an elephant stepped on his head. He had zero intolerance for alcohol. He did remember what happened the night before, though.
He was nervous, went out to a bar, drank a little bit, and flirted with an extremely good looking guy- who was lying naked next to him… They didn't even reach the bedroom. They were both naked at the living room, in Tadashi's house that he got from his father.
He looked at the clock. He still had time until he had to show up in the hospital. He noticed he was less stressful about the upcoming day. He stared at the naked man, who was lying on his abdomen. The sex was great, he had to admit that. However, he had to do something about him.
He took one of the cushions and threw on the man's fine ass. This was enough to wake him up. Despite sleeping on the floor, his hair was still great. "Good morning," said Tadashi.
The man looked around- it took him a moment to realize where he was. Meanwhile, Tadashi picked the man clothes and threw them at him. "You're kicking me out?" said the man without being offended, "how harsh of you."
"Sorry about that," Tadashi said timidly. "I have to go to work. It's my first day-"
The man cut him off. "It's okay, I have to hurry too." The man stood up and Tadashi noticed he was taller than him, but not by much. He had a great body, maybe he was a model or something.
They said goodbye to each other, Tadashi thanking him for the other night. They didn't exchange names or phone numbers.
Tadashi entered the operation room for the first time. His father used to take him to the hospital, allowing him to watch the surgeries from the window above. Yet, he never stood in an operation room before. He was more excited to start his internship.
He wasn't alone. The other interns were with him. He knew they would be signed into groups and he wondered whom he we would be with. A short man with spiky orange hair approached to him. "Isn't it the coolest think in the world?!"
"I guess," if one thought that cutting organs was a cool non-creepy activity. "Do you know what you want to specialize in?"
He thought about it for a second. "I think about general surgery. And you?"
"Cardiology," just like his father.
"That great too!" said the short man. "My name is Hinata Shoyo."
"Yamaguchi Tadashi," he introduced himself.
"Yamaguchi…" Hinata repeated the name. "Do you have any relation to the-"
"No!" Tadashi protested immediately, making the rest of the people in the room looking at him. He lowered his voice. "It's just a coincidence."
The chief of surgery who looked young despite his age started speaking. "From today and onwards, this is the room your life will be resolved. You will compete to be here. You will breathe and sleep and dream about surgeries for the next seven years. From now on, lives will depend on you. People will trust their lives in your hands. Make sure you to use the next seven years to learn everything you need."
Oikawa Tooru could feel the hangover taking over. He knew he shouldn't have gotten drunk yesterday. His surgery was scheduled for the next hour and he sat down, trying to recover. He was sitting on the floor, leaning on the nurses' counter.
"Rough night?" asked his messy haired colleague, Kuroo Tetsurou.
He thought about the previous night. He didn't expect to pick up a guy, but it wasn't a bad choice either. In fact, it was a great decision. "Rough, but fun…" He noticed Kuroo was looking at something. "What are you doing?"
"I'm checking the new interns."
As much as he was curious, he decided not to get up. He would have plenty of chances to run into them. Hell, he already knew he was assigned with an intern. "Anyone interesting?"
"No, they are all the same… There is one with freckles."
"Nah, yesterday I picked up someone freckled at the bar."
"Doesn't sound satisfying."
"Oh, it's actually the other way around- he was quite skilled with his tongue."
"That's the head of Neuro- wow." Kuroo stopped talking and his face changed. "There is a cute tiny blonde among them. She is probably fun to mess with."
"Dude, no, she is an intern. Don't go to that area." It was forbidden to engage in an intern- attending relationship, even Tooru preferred to avoid it. Sex was great, but not when his job was at stakes. Most interns used it against the attending.
"I'm just saying she is cute and maybe a good girl who can be bad."
"That's the head of Cardiology for you."
"Well, I'm doctor of the heart."
It turned out Hinata was with his group. There were two other interns with them. There was a cute petite blonde named Yachi Hitoka, whom he also got along from the begging. There was also Kageyama Tobio, who looked quite scary when he was trying to smile, with short black hair and dark blue eyes. They were signed with a resident who was at his fourth year, Tanaka Ryunosuke.
They started with observations; each one of them was assigned with a different attending. "Yachi- you'll work today with Dr. Kuroo as Cardio," Tanaka pointed to the nurses' counter; there was a man with messy dark hair who smirked. "Yamaguchi, you'll work with Oikawa- he is a neurologist. I don't know there his patient is, but Kuroo might know."
Both Yachi and Yamaguchi headed towards Kuroo. "I wanted to be on Cardio today," he admitted to her.
"Well, I guess they didn't really ask for our choices on the first year," she sighed. "But I also wanted Cardiology. I always knew that it was my destiny."
He didn't want to say it out loud, but it was something Yamaguchi desired too. He didn't want the others to make the connection between his father and him. "Let's do our best," he said instead.
"Yes," she agreed.
When they approached the doctor, Yachi was the one who introduce herself first. "My name is Yachi Hitoka; I was the one who was assigned with you today. Nice to meet you!" She sounded nervous, but it didn't seem to bother Kuroo, whose smirk widened.
"I guess I'm lucky," said Kuroo, making Yachi confused. For a moment, Yamaguchi was worried about Yachi, because clearly Kuroo didn't have pure thoughts. Was it okay to leave her alone with him?
Kuroo's face turned serious as he grabbed a folder from the nurses' station. "Let's head to-"
"Wait a minute-" Yamaguchi cut him off. "I'm searching for Dr. Oikawa; I'm supposed to be with him."
Kuroo pointed at the floor, saying, "He is all yours. Are you coming, Yachi-san?"
Yachi nodded and went with him. Yamaguchi looked at the spot Kuroo was pointing and saw an attending trying to get up. Only when the man stood tall, Yamaguchi noticed he was familiar. Too much familiar.
To his horror, he saw the guy whom he had one night stand the night before.