Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon, I do not own Harvest Moon. Why does it have it have to be that way?!
A/N:Hey, okay I have that Check Yes Juliet story and I don't know what to write for it, so I'm going to try and think of an idea for that. And here's my new story called "Oops!".
Chapter One
Woah~
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Trent watched his father clean Gray's cut. It occurred to him this morning that he needed to become a Doctor. He was old enough to know that he wanted to follow his father's steps.
"Trent, there's someone here for you." Trent turned around to see his mother.
"Who is it?" He asked.
She smiled and told Trent to follow her. He followed his mother into his father's office in the small office sat a little girl. Her name was Claire. She was sitting on the little chair in the corner. A small frown on her small lips. Claire was probably six years old, she had big blue eyes and long blond hair that went to her waist. She was the daughter of the farmer of Citrus Farm. Trent noticed a cut on her knee, there was blood dripping down her leg slowly.
"Hello, Claire what brings you here?" He asked.
"I fell down and hwurt my leg." She pointed to her knee.
"Claire wants you to fix her boo-boo birthday boy." His mom said.
"Okay."
His mother left Trent alone with this small girl. He glanced at her, she stared at him with her curious eyes. He smiled at her. Trent walked over towards her and kneeled down, she was breathing very calmly.
"Hwappy Sisteen birthdway." She said.
"Is this my birthday gift?" He pointed to her knee.
"Nwo." She replied.
"Then what is it?" She blushed.
"Ima going to give it to you later. 'Kay?"
"Okay."
Trent picked up Claire and carried her over to his father's desk. He placed her down on the desk. She hugged him tightly before he could walk away and get the supplies that he need. She pulled away and smiled at Trent. Trent blushed a little because normally he would never receive a hug from anyone. Trent grabbed the supplies that he needed to clean her cut on her knee. He walked over and sat on the chair that patients would sit on. The alcohol burned Claires causing her to cry just a little. Trent examined the cut, it wasn't a deep cut. The cut just scraped her skin. He placed a large band-aid on scraped knee.
"There all better." Trent smiled.
"Thwank You." Claire said.
"So when do I get my present young lady?" Trent asked.
"Now."
Claire pulled a small heart out of her t-shirt pocket. She took Trent`s hand and placed the small red heart onto his palm. Trent stared at the little heart for a minute. Claire blushed a little.
"My mommy said that when she was you-younger, she gave daddy her heart. You need my heart." Trent's face went the deepest red.
"Claire, do you know what that means?" He asked.
"Yah, she gave daddy her heart." Claire replied.
"No, it means that she told him she loved him."
"Oh 'kay, I love you." Claire smiled.
Trent frowned at Claire, he picked her up and placed her down on the floor. He knew that it was time for Claire to leave because he didn't want to see or talk to her at the moment.
"Claire it's time for you to go now, okay?" He took her hand and walked her out to waiting room.
"Okay, do you promise to see me later?" She asked.
"Sure." Trent said.
"Bye, Doctor."
Trent heard a click, he glanced to his left. His mother stood there with a camera, she was smiling.
"Mom..." Trent groaned.
"What I thought it looked cute, so I took a picture." His mom said.
"I gotta go help Mommy, bye-bye!"
Claire walked out the door, Trent sighed. His mother came and stood beside Trent.
"She's such a sweet girl." His mother said.
"Yah. I guess so." He glanced down at the small heart in his hand.
"What's that?" His mother questioned.
"Her heart." He replied.
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I heard the alarm clock go off, a groan escaped my lips. I turned the switch off and laid there for a moment. Why do I keep having that dream of that small girl. It's been what, ten years since I last saw her. I never saw here again after she left the Clinic on my birthday. Each year, the day before August 19 I keep having a dream of the small girl. It started to happen when I was probably eighteen. When my mom found that picture of her holding my hand and she was smiling at me, while I was frowning. It looked cute I guess to my mother, but to me it looked horrible. I mean really what kind of kid gives their heart to a boy on there sixteen birthday? No one.
I stood up and walked towards the door, it was 5:30 in the morning. I walked out into the hall, I paused at Elli's room. I knocked on her door hoping she was awake. I heard her bed squeak and she opened the door slightly and looked at me. She was still in her night gown.
"Doctor Trent is there something wrong?" She asked.
"No, I was just wondering if you were a wake." I replied.
"I am now." Elli yawned and scratched her head.
"You could go back to sleep Elli, I'll wake you at 7:00."
Elli closed her door. I kept walking towards the bathroom, I did what I normally did. Take a shower, use the toilet, and brushed my teeth. I went downstairs into the clinic. I glanced at the small clock, 5:56. I walked towards the door behind Elli's desk that lead to the kitchen/living room. The kitchen had what every kitchen had, counters, utensils, oven and fridge. The small living room had a love seat and a TV. I went into the room and opened the fridge. There in the fridge was a small white frosted cake. On pulled out the eggs and bacon. I turned on the stove and put out a frying pan for the eggs. The eggs fried slowly, there was a noise behind me. I turned to see Elli in her normal nurse outfit. She smiled at me and came to stand beside me. I was just about to flip the egg, but Elli took the spatula before I can grab it.
"Why don't you go sit down birthday boy." She smiled.
"Okay." I sat down at the table.
Elli reminded me so much of my mother. She was kind, generous, and caring. My mother was also the nurse of my father's Clinic. I met Elli when I turned twenty, the same year I became the doctor of Mineral Town. It's wasn't that bad actually. I like helping people and I'm always making sure they are healthy and happy before they leave this Clinic, so does Elli. Elli's grandma Ellen also insisted on her taking the job. So I had myself the Clinic and a nice caring nurse.
"So do we have anything we need to do today Doctor Trent?" Elli asked.
"I have a appointment with Jeff and Cliff is coming by for his monthly check-up. So we don't have many things to do today Elli." I smiled.
"You forgot something else." She laughed.
"Hm what's that?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Your birthday party at the inn silly!" She giggled.
I put a fake smile on. I didn't want to upset Elli, but I didn't really like these birthday parties. She's been trying to get me to socialize for -now- six years. I rather work, than go to a party where everybody gets drunk. These parties were okay -once in a while- to get rid of stress sometimes, but I didn't really like it when things got out of hand. Like last year Elli kissed me and she was drunk. She nearly tried to get me into bed, but failed miserably. The next morning she forgot everything and continued on into life like nothing happened.
Elli placed the egg on a plate and put some bacon on it too. She put the plate in front of me, I grabbed the pepper and put some on my eggs. I wasn't really much of a salt person, but once and a while I would have some salt. I ate my breakfasts in silence, I glanced out the window. The sun was shining, it was sort-of beautiful.
Even though it was in the morning, I thought about something that crossed my mind earlier. What ever happen to that girl? I mean really I never saw her again after she gave me that small red heart. I wonder if I still have that heart. Normally I would think about things that troubled me later on after breakfast. I couldn't help it. Maybe I was just curious.
Elli said something to me, but I was so lost in my train of thought that I didn't exactly hear her though.
She repeated herself, but I couldn't make it quite out still.
"Pardon?" I looked at her.
"Are you okay Trent? You look upset about something." She frowned.
"I- it's nothing." She smiled.
"You can tell me anything Trent." I smiled.
"No, I'm good." I replied.
A/N:So here's chapter one of Oops! I came up with this story when I couldn't think of anything else to write for my "It's Never To Late". So this is a ClairexDoctor story. You can tell there's a large age difference, but I don't care. I mean really, my friend's mom and dad are 10 years apart, so as my aunt and uncle. So I don't have much to say, so peace. OH and I should be posting a chapter for "It's Never To Late" in a day or two. Okay, bye. ~RAisingDawN