"Yes, you're doing well," I tell my patient. "Everything checks out, but we'll send in those samples right away and when you come back in two weeks we'll go over the results."

"Thank you," She nods her understanding with a broad smile.

"Set up your next appointment at the front desk please," The nurse in the room with me, Luna reminds. She's been a big help to me since I started working here, and she's one of the few females in this building I can stand to be around. She's in her early forties and a very wise good-hearted nurse.

"Yes, mam," the patient leaves the room with a bright smile.

"Her hair is similar in color to that girl's I told you about." I start to laugh thinking about it. "That was so funny!"

"Why Mamoru, I've never seen you so genuinely happy. Should I be concerned?" Luna mocks. I leer at her, she simply smiles back.

"Ha ha. I've just never seen something so funny. I guess you would have had to be there." We head out of the room and towards my office,

"I'm not much for physical humor, unless my ex-husband is on the receiving end." I see her dreamily thinking on that and I shutter.

"Let me remind Artemis to not divorce you."

She smiles,"I think he knows better, already. Well, that was your last patient so go finish up your paperwork I'll see you Monday." We arrive at my office.

"Roger."

I head inside and Luna starts to walk away. "Mamoru," we turn to look at each other, "I think having a personal life is good for you; you look years younger already." I'm twenty-seven I don't actually need to look younger.

"Whatever you say, Luna," I wave and continue to my desk.

My office has pretty much stayed the same since it became mine. White walls, wood desk, black chairs, black bookcases, white filing cabinets. No pictures, nothing colorful or distracting. I take that back; I have a notebook with manila paper. My job is my job, I have no need to let my life interfere with it. It's bad enough my job interferes with my life being a doctor on call.

I walk around my desk hang my lab coat up on a hook and do a small stretch before settling into my computer chair.

"My favorite part of the work day," I say to myself with a smile as I start in on my end of day paperwork. Yes, I know my brain must be wired differently.

~! #$%^&*()_+

I realize a great deal of time has passed as I go to look at my watch. Yep, time to go. I pack up my things grab my suit jacket and head for my car. Maybe it's late enough I'll miss her.

"Have a good evening, Mamoru!" Nope. I look apprehensively at one of our receptionist, Ann, a redhead that is bossy and an unhelpful employ. I barely nod in her direction, not wanting to really acknowledge her. She would have a natural beauty but she wears way too much makeup for it to matter; I'm sorry but I'm not into clowns.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" she asks suggestively; probably hoping I would ask her out.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, the office is closed. So, no you will not be seeing me." Hopefully, that was clear enough. I may seem a bit rude but I've had to deal with this for months now and I'm getting fed up that she will not only not take the hint but not even a straight up "no."

I am always proper with her; though, she's not always with me. She's a poor worker and I'd say I can't wait for that to get her fired but she's the niece to one of the other three doctors that work here. Also, everyone here feels bad for her because her (and her brother's) parents died a few years back. From what I hear it took next to no time after that for her aunt to enable her into becoming a spoiled brat.

Maybe that's why she's so casual with me, (if casual means bluntly saying we should hook up sometime and trying to hang all over me) she feels a connection since we both lost parents. ...Na, she's just like all the other easy females out there trying to score with a doctor.

I walk outside and towards my car getting quickly in and drive off. I guess I should decide where to go? It's my night off from the hospital, though I do get called in sometimes so I shouldn't go home and get comfortable yet. My fridge is fully stocked so no need for the store. Crowns on top of my where-to-go list, so I'll head there. Really where else would I go?

Exactly!

~! #$%^&*()_+

As I walk into the club and head for my spot I notice Motoki isn't in his usual spot behind the bar. I let my eyes travel around the arcade to find him; no point in me staying if he's not here, unless something hilarious decides to happen again. I smile for unknown reasons to me. Ah, there he is taking orders from... the noise machines. Darn. I'll wait, no point in drawing attention to myself.

I've met them once and I have a name for them already and rightful so. No, don't what to disturb them.

...

...

What is taking him so long?!

"Can I help you?" I look up to see a nice enough kid sincerely wanting to take my order. His blond hair less fluffy and a bit longer than Motoki's blond hair.

"No," I tell him.

"Are you expecting someone? Should I..."

"No."

"Ok, I'll leave you be." A look of concern on his face.

"Thank you."

...

...

It's been over ten minutes! How long does it take to take four girls' orders? I glance over. Wait, where's that blonde that got hurt last time? There's now a brunette. She's quite a lot taller than the others, shaped nicely too, and she is glued to Motoki.

Poor guy, he can't escape. Oh, wait... did he pull up a chair, is he flirting back?! That's what's taking him so long?! She must not be as loud. Has he not seen me? Would he brush me off for a girl? Wait a minute, what about Reika?! That's it, that is not my Motoki. No, it couldn't be. Aliens have taken over and inhabited my best friend.

"Are you okay, sir?" I jump. Oh, it's just that bartender.

"Yes, quite fine, thank you." I need to calm down. Aliens! What have I been drinking?! Oh, that's right, nothing!

I get up and walk over without thinking. I hear them start to laugh. As I get closer I hear, "Twelve minutes, twenty-seven seconds," from Motoki.

"Yes, I won!" The raven haired replies back. She quickly glances at me and I instantly realize something's amiss. Did that have to do with me?

I clear my throat a few feet away gaining their attention. What did I do that for? I groan, I don't want their attention just Motoki's.

He turns my way, "Oh, Darien, how long have you been here?" There are giggles at the table. Okay, I'm not stupid!

"What this? You were making me wait as some kind of joke?" I huff and puff at him. I was overly mad for some reason.

"No, not a joke," the blond cuts in. I look over at her, waiting impatiently for her to carry on. "Rei and I have an assignment for our psychology class, it involves predicting people's reactions to certain situations and turning it into data. Thank you so much for being a volunteer! You don't know how much you've helped!" She smiles brightly at me. Rei nodding beside her. Across from them, Ami is reading a book but I see the slightest smirk appear.

Though I've cooled down a bit I still retort, "But I didn't know about it, to volunteer."

"Well, of course, Minako and I can't tell people beforehand, that would mess with the results!" Rei giggles her ivory skin feigning innocence. "You should know how important accurate data is Doctor Chiba." She emphasis doctor like it has great meaning.

"What kind of data could you get from me?" I ask her.

"It's just some rough data but," she takes a breath, "that you don't like change or care about new people, based on your anxiousness to Motoki not being at his usual spot and the way you rejected Jadeite the new worker from taking your order." She looks genuinely hurt that I was rude to him. "That groups of women make you uneasy, which is what took you so long to approach us." Hardly, women are just a pain. "You came here after work to spend time with your best friend while he is at work, amounts to you having little to no personal life."

"My life is my concern. And Motoki is always working."

"Though,' she continues as if I hadn't spoken, "you're a doctor so you make your life about helping other people or, is it the money?"

"I do it for the challenge, the money is a bonus."

"And..." Minako adds, "True love is very important to you."

"What no reason why?" I laugh at their make-believe tales.

"Because of what finally brought you over here." I raise my eyebrow at her. "You thinking Motoki would flirt with some women when he's truly in love with Reika."

"Yeah man, how could you think that of me?" I catch him wink at the girls as I roll my eyes.

"My names Makoto by the way." The brunette next to Ami stands up her long ponytail swooshing behind her as she puts her hand out for me to shake as we bow. I glare at her while taking her hand, for unknown reasons and I quickly wish I hadn't when I realize how firm of a grip she has. She smirks at my flinch.

"Don't underestimate her," Ami who had been reading a book this whole time, informs me, "Makoto is as tough as they come." They exchange a smile and she goes back to her book. These girls are crazy!

"Well, I hope I helped but I have to get back to work; rush hours coming soon," Motoki says as he gets up and puts the chair back in its place.

"Of course you did!" Minako calls to him as Rei calls,

"Thank you!"

There is no way I'm staying with these odd girls another second. I turn to rush out the doors, I'm only a few steps when I collide with someone I didn't know was there. I reach out and grab what feels like a short woman as a reflux to try and steady myself but that only made it worse as we start to fall. I was about to land on her and I knew that would crush her small form so I pulled her to me with one hand and with the other reach behind her to flip us as soon as it touches the ground, that causes me to roll onto my back with her to land on top of me, her head on my chest. All went fairly well I was thinking when something long and hard hit me in the head. I moan loudly with my eyes closed. What was that?

"I'm so sorry!" she tells me.

"It's quite alright," I groan back.

"Usagi you klutz!" I hear Rei call. "What's with you running into people."

"Shut up, Rei!" The girl on top of me calls back. I hit my head back on the ground in the realization that this is the same girl that was crushed by the drunk man. "I'm crippled here, he ran into me." I took the risk of opening my eyes and looking down at her just as she looked up at me, her eyes quickly barging out in an accusing manner. "You..."

"Mamoru," I state my name with a slight smirk also narrowing my eyes.

"I don't care what your name is," she leers.

She tries to get up but is having difficulty, I notice that her leg is in a cast and I see that what hit me on the head was a crutch and it is now out of her reach. I assume that she broke it when that obese guy fell on her a couple days ago. I feel a little bad for laughing at her so hard now.

Suddenly she falls back onto me, her knee landing on my precious parts; I begin moaning in pain and cast her an angry look. I hear her friends laughing in the background. I take back ever feeling sorry for her.

"Oh my goodness. I didn't mean to do that," she whispers sincerely; I squirm in pain. "I'm so sorry! I promise; I can't use my leg well in this cast."

"Just... get off me, please," I'm able to breath out.

"Makoto, would you mind please?" Usagi calls behind her.

"Not at all," she calls back.

I have unshed tears as I watch Makoto help Usagi to her feet and Minako hands her the crutches.

"Her knee was bad enough now you're giving her a weapon?" I state trying to move to a sitting position.

"I'm with you on that, believe me," Rei rubs her leg with a cringe on her face. Do to her wearing a skirt I can see a bruise.

"Well, I doubt any of you would want to carry me around all day," Usagi huffs.

"I doubt anyone would also," I retort as I finally manage to sit up breathing hard, still on the floor. The others giggle at the joke.

"You need to mind your own business, jerk." I'm sure she would have crossed her arms if she didn't have to hold onto the crutches.

"I was until someone step in my path," I rise from the floor trying to hide the pain I am still in.

"What do you think you own the floor? You ran into me! I tried getting out of the way before you plowed me over, you big lug!" Grrrrr. I tower over her but she doesn't back down.

I look over at the other girls to say to them, "What's her average for getting run over in a week?"

The girls smile and Usagi turns to glare at them, "Don't answer that."

I bend down close to her ear to whisper triumphantly, "You just did."

As I turn to leave this time looking first, I wave bye to Motoki a big smile on my face. He looks confused but waves back.

Stepping out of the club I hear behind me, "You are the most annoying..." the doors close and she is cut off.

Limping to my car I wonder if I should get checked for any damages. I roll my eyes, that girl is dangerous.