One Kiss In Tokyo.... Scarlet Wilson

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СКАЧАТЬ NOISE HAD CHANGED. The steady drone of the engines had taken on a new pitch. Avery lifted his hat from over his eyes and sat up a little. Every bone in his body ached; muscles he hadn’t even known he had were protesting. Three plane journeys over twelve hours would do that to a man. It didn’t help that he’d been on duty for twenty-four hours before that.

      He’d expected to have a few days’ rest before shipping out to Italy from Utah. But plans in the US Air Force often came unstuck.

      His orders had changed overnight. A fellow physician who’d been scheduled to come to Japan had been struck down with a mystery illness. So, instead of flying over the boot-shaped coast of Italy, he found himself looking at the emerging coastline of Japan. The change of noise was due to the flaps moving and wheels coming down on the aircraft. His stomach growled loudly and the serviceman sitting next to him gave him a smile and passed over a packet of crisps. They weren’t flying on a commercial jet—there were no air hostesses, no bar and no food. They were flying on a military jet and it wasn’t exactly built for comfort. Avery couldn’t wait to find his accommodation and get his head down for a few hours. Sleep was all he cared about right now.

      The plane landed with a bump. He pulled open the packet of crisps and started eating—the quicker he ate the sooner he would get to sleep. The jet took a few minutes to taxi to a halt. The rest of the servicemen were grabbing their packs, ready to disembark.

      Avery kept looking outside, trying to get a better feel for the base. It housed nineteen thousand servicemen and servicewomen and contained one of the biggest military hospitals. Set in the outskirts of Tokyo, the base was a home away from home. Most of the staff stayed on-site. There were stores, cafés, schools for the kids, places of worship and even a golf course. The base had been here since the end of the Second World War.

      He waited until the rest of the servicemen disembarked before finally grabbing his backpack and walking down the steps of the plane.

      The warm air hit him straight away. The base was situated on the coast, and the air was muggy. He could see the metropolis of Tokyo stretching in front of him. He smiled. A whole world he’d never experienced.

      He was kind of excited. He’d been stationed in a range of bases all around the world. Normally, he spent a little time finding about where he’d be stationed. Europe. The Middle East. And numerous places around the US. This time around he hadn’t had a chance. He’d no idea what he’d find at Okatu.

      He followed the rest of the servicemen into the main hangar. Transfer between bases always took a little paperwork. A few were already heading towards the housing department.

      Avery sighed and completed his obligatory paperwork and picked up the information sheet on the base. His stomach growled again. There was no way he could sleep until he’d eaten. It made more sense to find something to eat first, then come back and speak to the housing officer to find out where he’d be staying.

      He walked out of the building, glanced at his sheet and turned left. He took things slowly, trying to shake off all the aches and pains of travel. The base was huge and during the stroll he passed an elementary school, a middle school, a gymnasium, the officers’ club, a travel centre, a few shops and a library. It was a fifteen-minute walk before the ten-year-old hospital appeared before him.

      There it was. The buzz. The tickle. That crazy little sensation he felt whenever he saw somewhere new. The William Bates Memorial Hospital was named after an aviator hero from the First World War. It had one hundred and fifty beds, an ER, four theatres, an ICU, a mother-and-infant care centre, a neonatal intensive care unit, a medical ward, a surgical ward and a mental health inpatient facility. He loved hospitals like this. Most surgeons liked to specialise in one area. The military gave surgeons that opportunity too—there were a few specialists already here. But Avery had never just wanted to work in one area. He liked variety—and here he would get it.

      He started to walk towards the main entrance to the hospital, then changed his mind, turning right and heading towards the ER. He may as well get a look around the place.

      The glass doors slid open just as a siren started to sound. He looked around. The main reception area was empty. Where was everyone?

      It didn’t take long to find out. Someone came running towards him, making the doors ahead slide open. He took a quick glance and kept walking down the corridor.

      The ER was set up like many he’d worked in before. Cubicles with curtains, some side rooms, a treatment room and a room with around ten people standing outside. Resus, the most important room in the ER.

      A Japanese orderly rushed past, pushing a wheelchair. He threw Avery a second glance, looking him up and down. ‘You work here?’

      He nodded and waved his ID. ‘From tomorrow. Captain Avery Flynn. I’m a doctor.’ He was relieved the man had spoken to him in English. He didn’t know a word of Japanese and he wasn’t sure if it was going to be a problem. Most military bases didn’t just serve their own personnel. Often they took cases from the surrounding areas. Having no grasp of the language could prove a problem.

      The man gave him a nod. ‘No time for introductions. We’re expecting seven.’

      He disappeared quicker than a cartoon character. Seven what? wondered Avery. ‘Oof!’

      A force hit him from behind, knocking him clean off his feet and onto the floor. He barely had time to put out his hands to break his fall.

      ‘Get out of the way’ came the sharp voice.

      All he could see was feet. Lots of feet, crammed into the resus room. He pushed himself up and shrugged off his backpack. If he was needed, he was needed.

      A hand grabbed him from behind and a male nurse grinned at him. ‘Hey, you must be new. Falling for the nurses already?’

      Avery blinked as he dumped his jacket next to his backpack and flashed his ID. ‘What...? Who was that?’

      The guy hadn’t stopped smiling. ‘Faiyakuraka.’

      ‘What?’ Avery couldn’t quite make sense of the word.

      The guy tapped him on the shoulder. ‘It’s Japanese for firecracker. But you can only call her that once you know her well. For you, it’ll be Katsuko.’ Then he shook his head. ‘Actually, let’s try to keep you safe. Just call her First Lieutenant Williams.’ He moved forward. ‘Now, let’s see if you’re any good or not.’ And with that, he disappeared into the scrum in front of them.

      It was difficult to tell who was who. These people weren’t in regular military uniforms. The majority of them wore the usual garb for an ER—pale green scrubs. He had no idea who was a nurse, a doctor or an aerospace medical technician.

      ‘I need an airway. I need an airway now!’ came the shout.

      Avery shouldered his way in.

      It brought everything into focus. That, he could do.

      He put up his hand. ‘I’ll do it.’ A few heads turned at the unfamiliar voice and a little space appeared in the crowd.

      The woman who had sent him flying had her short dark hair leaning over the patient. Her head shot up and her eyes narrowed. She had the darkest brown eyes he’d ever seen.

      ‘Who are you?’

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