Ch.2 – The Medic

"…You… you hit me…"

"Be sure to let the door hit you as hard as it can on the way out." She snaps as she returns to typing on a nearby laptop.

"…you hit me…" Logan repeats before walking out. Shortly after, Hank walks in.

"Kagome, how are you adjusting to our medical ward?"

"I'm doing just fine Hank-san. Its nice not to worry about my ears and tail."

"I hope it's a perk that will keep you with us." Professor Xavior appears in the doorway. "You're the only real medic we have."

"I love helping people, and if I can be myself at the same time that's even better!" Kagome smiles. "You said I could also have my own dojo yes?"

"Of course. Its just been finished if you would like to go see it with me." Xavior offers.

"I'd love to see it!" She exclaims excitedly, her tail swishing back and forth in anticipation. The professor laughs as she quickly wheels him off. Hank turns to look over the medical ward, finding everything clean, organized and labeled.

"There you are furball." Logan waltzes in. "Where the hell were you? I was assaulted because of your neglect."

"Well I can't always be here Logan. Professor X hired a full-time medic for when we need her. She's much better than me and she's healed many non-humans."

"I'm supposed to trust that girl to heal me instead of trying to kill me?"

"Its not in Kagome's nature to harm others."

"Look what she did to my face." Logan points to a red handprint that still burns.

"She's a sweet girl, you should be more gentle with her."

"I didn't touch her!"

"She's a creature that demands respect. I find that using her name works best. Her temper is worse then yours."

"I don't respect anything younger then me besides Charles and mostly you."

"You may be from the 19th century, but she's from the 12th." Hank grins.

"…What are you talking about?" Logan growls.

"She's older then you."