Hey guys, it's just a short little nicety that I'm working on at the moment. Enjoy :)

'Sango?'

A head stuck itself around the corner inquisitively, eyes seeking the girl.

Sango looked up from the receptionist desk, and quickly spotted the head.

'What's up?'

'Could you pass some more post-it notes?'

Sango went around the desk and pulled one of the draws open, before looking back over her shoulder at him.

'What colour?'

'Hmmm,' Miroku paused, 'Green.'

She strode over and handed him the wad of notes, and took a step closer. 'What exactly are you doing in there?'

'oh, nothing. No no,' He said quickly, halting her entrance into the examination room. 'not until he gets here.'

Sango sighed, and turned back to the waiting room, sitting at the desk.

Surveying the room, she turned back to work, attaching the wireless headset to her head.

The room was roughly squareish, and from Sango's perspective in the corner, with the entrance to the surgery to the left in one corner, the widened door specialised for wheelchairs was a sliding one.

Chairs lined the wall of the adjacent corner, and the coffee table in the opposite corner to her, next to the chairs, was littered with old magazines, and a few toys in a box underneath.

The phone rang, and Sango paused for three rings, before hitting the green button on her headset.

'Good morning, Saint Phillips Hospital,' for the incredibly deranged and low on cash- 'Orthropediatrics Sector,' you break it we fix it, 'How,' may I take your order? 'may I help you?'

Outside the glass sliding door, if she cared to look, hung the sign 'Orthopaedic Surgery' in blue letters, and the door did slide open then, revealing a very attractive young woman in a blue jumper and pencil skirt, unwinding a white scarf from around her neck.

'Sango, are you pestering the customers again?'

Sango glanced up with her most innocent expression as she reached for the bookings diary, still talking to the man on the other end without missing a beat.

The woman walked over and shooed Sango out of her seat, smiling equally as innocently when Sango dropped the diary with a loud clatter.

'Oh, sorry about that,' Sango addressed the phone, 'Someone just slammed a door. Now, about that booking on the twenty-seventh,' She hastily picked it up and expertly flicked it back to the right page.

The other woman reached foreword and pinned a name tag to her front that read 'Kikyou,' and typed in her password onto the computer at the desk with a short procession of taps.

'Is the doctor in the house yet?' Kikyou asked, tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear, then following the strand up into the bun that sat primly at the top of her head.

Sango said goodbye to her phone, then addressed Kikyou. 'No, not yet.'

Kikyou shrugged as Sango pulled off the headset and handed it to her. 'Right, if anyone needs me, I'll be out back.' She started to walk, but then hesitated. 'Let me know when doc gets in, it seems Miroku's doing something again.'

'Sure.'

Sango exited through the short corridor to the right of the desk, disappearing into the 'Staff Only' room attached to the door of which was a crammed In tray, full of forms and prescriptions waiting to be filled out.

Kikyou sat there for a moment, tapping away at her computer, when Miroku strode out, looking triumphant.

'So you got it done then?' Kikyou asked without looking up. 'Good thing the doctor's late, or you wouldn't have finished in time, and you would have been caught red handed.'

Miroku just grinned at her, and disappeared into the office across, passing the Sango's lair that sat at the end of the corridor.

The phone rang then, and Kikyou answered it quickly, at the same time there was a tiny thump from beyond the sliding door.

'Good morning, Saint Phillips-yes? Yes, it's the orthropediatrics,'

She stood, pulling a thermos out of a drawer and started pouring a coffee into a foam cup that she pulled out of the same drawer.

There was a pause as she listened to the details, and the sliding door opened again, revealing a tall fellow with short, white hair and a long white coat that trailed to his knees, a suitcase in one hand.

'Morning, boss.' She said without looking, putting a hand over the mic of her headset for an instant.

He grabbed the coffee on the way past. 'How do you know when I get here?' He asked, pausing at his doorway, and she finished her conversation on the phone, and hung up.

'Doctor, you take the same way every morning. And also every morning, you seem to think there are eleven steps, where there is only ten steps going up to this floor from the last landing. I can hear you stumble and stamp down onto the level ground.'

'Not every morning, surely?'

'Every morning. But don't start counting, it means I know when to start pouring the coffee, and you might strain yourself in the attempt.'

Kikyou took a few steps around the desk.

'Ha, ha. Very funny.'

Sango stuck her head out her door then. 'Morning, doc.'

'I told you to stop calling me that.'

'I know. Annoying, isn't it?'

The doctor entered his office, and sat down at his computer.

Kikyou just turned and strode back over to her desk, counting silently in her head.

Three… two… one…-

'MIROKU!'

There was a few beats of silence and then Miroku stuck his head out the door. 'You called?'

Sango pushed past the doctor to see the inside of his examination room, to see that Miroku had somehow managed to paint the entire ceiling (including the light) in post-it notes, ranging from every colour to every shape and style, and his computer screen had two, both in suspiciously green notes, one saying 'For a good time, call InuYasha, at-' and the other was a girl's name and number, with the words 'I stay up late,' scribbled underneath.

One that was stuck to the ceiling fluttered down, and Sango picked it up, to read it.

Seriously, baby, I can prescribe anything I want…

All of the notes on the ceiling had some form of writing, and she had a bad feeling that they were all medical-related pick up lines.

Sango, grinning, just walked out, sliding past the Doctor InuYasha who was arguing with, or rather, yelling at Doctor Miroku (yes, she wasn't sure how that one happened either), and back into her lair.

Kikyou eventually interrupted the two, addressing InuYasha by pressing a clipboard into his hands.

'Your rounds, InuYasha?' She reminded him, and he grabbed it.

'Right. Will be back later then. And you,' he said, jabbing a finger at Miroku, 'had better clean up all of those notes before I clean you up by permanently attaching the top of your tibialis anterior to your trapezius.'

Miroku nodded, grimancing. 'Sure.'

Hey everyone, just a quick little story I'm writing at the moment.

Don't you love miroku?

Anyway, I'm also looking for another story that I read a few years ago, to the more experianced Inu fic readers. This one that I'm thinking of was also a AU, doctor's office based story, where ("Doctor") InuYasha was basically exactly like House in is own specialists office, he would drop random dihydrogen monoxide solutions in his admin area, and proclaim them to be poisonous, scaring away all his clients. Kikyou was his secretary, and she was stealing all his pens (randomly). She was also a pain. So they get a new patient in (its Kagome btw,) and she's dying of some strange diesease that noone can figure out, it causes her extreme pain when she's injected with pain killers (oxymoron, I know). Anyway SPOILERS but Inu and Kags end up dating while Kags slowly dies because they can't figure out how to cure her, then Kikyou figures it out and pumps her full of pain killers (no kidding) and it turns out that the pain is actually the virus getting killed off. Can ANYONE help me find that story? I can't find it ANYWHERE.

Kthx, enjoy my little fic!

InuKag