(A/N Fanfic was being mean, and I was advised that if I updated, it would be good. So I did. And here is the result. And I did check it over, and fix mistakes, so don't blame me if I missed any. Don't see how that works, but hey... nn)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Fruit Basket. I am finally getting to read it though XD

Superstitions and Long Forgotten Manners

Hatori glanced at his watch. Already five thirty. Geez… He still had to give that ungrateful brat Yuki a check up… and drive all the way to Shigure's house to give it to him… Because he once again didn't show up at the main house for his annual monthly. As he had said before: ungrateful brat. Hatori sighed, he didn't really dislike Yuki that much – of all people he could understand why Yuki didn't want to go to the main house. But it didn't make his life any easier. He had to deal with Akito every other day; the boy could at least come once a month. Sighing again, the dragon started the drive to Shigure's. Usually he would have preferred to walk, but that effort was too much today.

"Hello? Anyone home?" Pulling off his shoes, Hatori walked into the house, setting down his medical bag on the table.

Kyo walked into the kitchen. "Hatori? What are you doing here?" The cat asked, not really interested, but asking out of habit.

"Is Yuki home? He didn't come to his regular check-up."

"How should I know where that damn rat is?" Kyo looked over at Hatori, and noticed how tired the dragon looked. "Hey, are you alright? You look kinda' pale, ya know…?"

"I'm fine. Kyo, I'm a doctor. It is my job to take care of sick people. You would think I'd know if I were sick or not." Hatori brushed it off and left the kitchen to look elsewhere for Yuki.

"Yo, won't you give up already?" Kyo asked. He had been following Hatori around looking for Yuki without anything better to do. "Yuki has obviously gone out."

"Huh? Out where?" Again glancing at his watch. "Where has he got to? We have been looking for an hour already! And Shigure isn't anywhere in sight either." Hatori hung his head. A whole hour wasted.

Kyo again noticed the dark smudges under the dragon's eyes, and rolled his eyes when he coughed a bit told him, "Go home already. The damn rat will be fine. Get some rest."

Hatori coughed a bit more before giving in, sinking into the Sohma's couch. "I'm just going to sit here for a bit. Can't afford to rest. Not enough time."

When Kyo came back in to check on him five minutes later, the man was fast asleep. With nobody around, Kyo felt free to smile a little at the sight of the other Sohma sleeping so peacefully. But the smile disappeared when he pressed a hand to Hatori's fevered forehead. What the heck was he meant to do? What do you do with a sick doctor? Doctors don't get sick. Logic told him that doctors were people like everyone else, but Kyo rarely listens to logic, so that didn't help him.

After a bit of thought, Kyo spotted the medical bag on top of the table. Yes! That was it! The doctor's magical medical bag… Alright, that was a weird thought. Anyway, Kyo bet that if would have something to cure Hatori with in it. As his hand closed on the handle of the medical bag, the cat got a bad premonition that bad things would happen if he opened the bag. Bad things. But, that was just superstitions, wasn't it? Or long forgotten manners, like that you shouldn't go though a ladies hand bag… since when was Hatori's doctor's bag a lady's handbag anyhow?

So, Kyo took the bag. And sat on the couch with it in his lap, staring at it. But, Hatori could wake up anytime, and if he sat here, he would be caught red handed. Why that was such an awful thought? Superstitions or manners again, probably. With a stubborn nod to himself, Kyo decided to take a risk and open it right then and there.

The medicine bag sat unopened while Kyo stared at it. Finally realising how silly he must look, Kyo grabbed the bag, ignored the urge to hesitate, and opened it, pouring out the content in one go. And there was… nothing incriminating. Kyo sat rather surprised looking down at the top layer of doctor's stuff littering the coffee table. Wait, why had he expected to find anything incriminating anyway? This was Hatori's bag, not Shigure's, or worse, Ayame's…

Well now that he had all this doctor stuff at hand, time to find something to make Hatori better. Hum. Needles? Eek. Needles. Ow. No, he would not give Hatori any needles. Moving on… Bandages? Hey, cool. Grinning like an idiot, Kyo wrapped one around Hatori's head.

After taking a moment to inspect the many bandages wrapping Hatori up, Kyo got back to work. Oooooooh, tiny flashlights. Kyo was having a lot of fun going thought the bag. Medicine… More medicine… A miniature hammer thing… Wait, a miniature hammer thing? Wicked.

"Eeeeeeeeeek! Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow!" The sounds of Kyo learning a valuable lesson – don't hit your head with miniature hammers. They hurt like hell. With a nervous glance at Hatori to see if he had woken up with Kyo's screaming, the cat moved on.

A stethoscope? Wonder if you really can hear a heartbeat with one of these things? Confident now that the dragon was fast asleep, Kyo put the stethoscope against the other man's chest, frowning when he didn't hear anything. Hatori wasn't dead was he? Kyo found Hatori's pause point. Nope. Not dead. Hn.

With a frown, he unbuttoned a bit of Hatori's shirt, scrunching up his eyes and concentrating on hearing something as he pressed the metal against bare skin. And… there it was! Unexplainably proud of himself at his accomplishment, he opened his eyes to look into Hatori's green one. Just a moment. Wasn't Hatori meant to be asleep? With a yell, Kyo jumped back.

The doctor looked from the medical supplies cluttering the table, to Kyo wearing a stethoscope, the bump on Kyo's head from where he had hit himself with a hammer, to his own self, covered from head to toe in bandages, with his shirt half undone. After taking in all this, all the older Sohma could do was sit on the couch blinking, slightly drowsy, but feeling much better after his nap. "…What on earth happened here?"

"Um… Well, you fell asleep." Kyo suddenly realised what a lame excuse that was and started to go red.

"Huh? Well, I'm fairly sure many human beings do that Kyo. Sleep."

"I know that! I'm not an idiot! I was just playing…"

Hatori chuckled, "Kyo-kun was playing doctors? That is actually quite… cute. You aren't doing it correctly though- want me to show you?"

The lesson wasn't quite what Kyo was expecting. Hatori's medical bag… he thought when he first opened it that there wasn't anything incriminating about it. Well, perhaps he just didn't know what to look for. And he would defiantly listen to logic - superstitions and/or long forgotten manners in the future. Then again… maybe he wouldn't. You never knew what you are missing out on until you have done it. Perhaps, next time Hatori came by, it would be for an appointment with the cat. Until then… Kyo wondered what was in Ayame's sewing container…

(A/N Might or might not be continued. Most probaly not.)