Chapter 2
Kagome groaned miserably. She hated being in hospitals her senses were constantly being assaulted. The smell of bleach, sterilizer, and medicine made her sound of the sick hacking out their lungs, that beeping of those damn machines and the wheels of medicine scraping against the floor. Her eyes burned because of the harsh light in her room. All of it resulted in a huge headache, the pounding tragically in pace with her own heart monitor. But it wasn't just her head that hurt, her arm hurt from the IV, her left lung hurt from it's puncture, her left side hurt from surgery, and her whole body resonated with sympathy pain. She laid there on the cusp of consciousness. Her nose twitched when she caught a wiff of a familiar scent. She turned her head away from the door as the light was flicked on brighter somehow, irritating her.
"Hey, how are you doing?" Vivienne asked placing a hand on her shoulder.
"I'm doing pretty horribly considering." she said indifferently, though was on high alert, vaguely recognized Ricky but the others were new. She chose to keep her gaze on her friend. "When can I leave?"
She winced back when the starlet plucked her in the head. "Just a little while more, probably a few hours at most. The doctors want to be sure that you're stable before releasing you."
Kagome whined, "But I can leave now, I'm fine now."
"You have a punctured lung and bruised ribs, that's the opposite of fine." she chastised, "How'd you even manage this?"
The werecat attempted to giggle sheepishly. "Well short and sweet, work. I tripped jumping out of the third story of a building and landed on….a...uh...crowbar." she blushed scratching the back of her head for effect.
"Bullshit you just fell onto a crowbar, you've made it a sport of jumping off my balcony and you've never so much as sprained your ankle." she paused for a breath "So what did you do?"
Kagome glared at Vivienne, "I'd rather not share in such a public location."She whispered as a doctor passed by the door, she sighed at her friend's unrelenting gaze motioning her closer. She winced as she leaned closer to get near her other's ear. "I might have stolen some important information and deleted the originals meaning I have the only available version. And that item may be in your apartment."
Vivienne pulled away with a scowl. "Are you serious right now?" she pinched the bridge of her
nose. "Why?"
"To sell to my contractor." she stated so casually like it was a fact of life. The starlet just shrugged it off taking a seat beside the bed. "I'm sorry I worried you, to be honest I had no intentions of coming to your apartment until this one rookie cop got lucky and swung his pocket knife into my side." Before wincing again. "I have never hated breathing as much as I do now."
"Do you want me to get a nurse to get you something?" Vivi asked with uncertainty.
"Nah,." she answered as her eyelids getting heavy. "I'm tired." she whine with a deep yowl.
"Yeah I'm surprised you were even as lucid as you were. The doctors gave you some specialized narcotics, so," she stopped when she heard soft snoring. She smiled, looking around before leaning in to scratch behind the woman's closest ear. The comatose woman nuzzled into the hand, purr resonating deep from her throat and her human ear morphing into feline ones. She giggled before situating herself in the uncomfortable hospital chair.
A/N: I was surprised by the support I got for this fic. Thank you, I really appreciate it.