Kagami jogged his knee, back in his own apartment for the first time in a week. His release from the hospital had been an hour ago, and he was still a few hours from his date (wait don't call it that) with Kuroko. Kagami was bored. Mind numbingly so. He was used to the extra long shifts and constant stress and action of his work, so being off like this was entirely new. He considered trying to go in to work, but the omnipresent pain in his shoulder, as well as the prospect of Aomine beating the shit out of him, held him back.

In the silence of his home, he was also finding out just how annoying it was to try and function one handed. At least it was his left arm that was useless and not right. It would suck quite a bit more to be missing a dominant hand. He had given up on trying to cook a meal after accidentally attempting to reach for something with his bad arm, and almost screaming in pain. That was another of his few hobbies out the window. He had surrendered, and just microwaved some leftovers and made do with that, and now he was left with nothing to occupy his mind. He tried the television, but almost against his own will, his thoughts drifted back to the blue eyed doctor, Kuroko.

He wasn't sure what drew him to the kid, with his eerie voice and short stature. He wasn't a kid, not really, to be working as a doctor in the ER, surrounded by the blood and chaos, but Kagami couldn't help but to think of him that way, because he looked very small and cute in his badly fitting white coat. Kagami caught himself there. Kuroko was practically his coworker, and also probably not gay, and hopefully Kagami would be over this crush within the week. He couldn't be thinking of Kuroko like that. All he was doing was taking him for a drink as thanks for patching him up, and also as a bit of a welcome, because Takao had said he was new, and Kagami tended to keep tabs on the ER doctors, considering how closely together they had to work. With this stubbornly set in his mind, Kagami banished those blue eyes from his mind and forced himself to focus on the television.

The next few hours passed achingly slowly, and when it finally came time to leave, Kagami dressed clumsily, wrestling his useless bad arm into a shirtsleeve, and left his apartment. Shortly after he arrived at the bar where they had agreed to meet, he received a text from Kuroko.

'Will be slightly late. Apologies.' Was all it said, and Kagami spent a moment staring at his phone, hoping it would ring with a new text, before giving up and putting his phone away to order a drink. Kuroko appeared maybe half an hour later, obviously straight from work, and looking a little harried. This was a new look, for Kagami, who had only seen the shorter doctor calm and composed.

"I apologize, Kagami-kun, for being late. Work was busier than anticipated," said Kuroko, collapsing into the booth next to Kagami who, of course, had not seen him walk in, and jumped at the sound of his voice.

"Ack! Wha- Hey, you okay?" Asked Kagami, concerned for the state of his companion. Kagami wondered what his statement about work could mean, because really it could be anything from a dumb kids getting stupid things stuck in orifices, to another shooting. Kuroko seemed slightly out of breath, and had rings under his eyes. "Can I get you a drink?"

"That would be nice, Thank you," he said, gracing Kagami with a grateful look as he accepted the beverage.

"Y-yeah. No problem." Replied Kagami. He startled a little when a gentle hand touched his shoulder.

"Are you healing well, Kagami-Kun?" Asked Kuroko, and Kagami almost blushed at how sweet the small doctor was. Almost.

"Uh, yeah. It's a bit of a pain, but I'll live."

"I can imagine."

The two chatted amiably for the next hour or so, drinking, but not excessively. Kagami talked about his time in America, and when he revealed his love of basketball, he was surprised to see Kuroko perk up.

"I played highschool basketball as well. Was Kagami-kun good?"

"I guess I was. I was a starter. I learned while I was in America. You?"

As they continued chatting, Kagami noticed that Kuroko seemed to be getting tired, narrow shoulders sagging, and realized that he probably hadn't eaten in hours. Things could get chaotic, and he had been around long enough to know that the people in the ER had a tendency to work through lunch breaks on bad days.

"Hey Kuroko, you wanna get out of here and get some food?" He asked, setting down his now empty glass with a slight thunk. Kuroko looked somewhat relieved, and nodded in assent. The two payed, Kagami glaring Kuroko down until he put his card away and let him pay, and exited the bar. Not wanting fancy food, they settled in a burger place that Kagami loved, and was also open late.

They ordered, but when they sat down, Kagami noticed that Kuroko only had a vanilla shake and a small order of fries.

"That can't seriously be all you're eating?" He asked incredulously. No wonder the kid was so skinny. He obviously wasn't eating properly. Kuroko glanced at him, chewing slowly, as Kagami tossed him one of the multiple burgers that he had ordered.

"Eat that too, you look beat." Kuroko examined the offering and took a tentative bite. Kagami took the time to examine Kuroko in greater detail. His eyes were the first thing that caught his attention, yet again. They stood out against his pale skin and his unusual blue hair. Though Kagami really wasn't one to talk about weird hair. He frowned a little bit at the rings under his eyes, already so worried about the wellbeing of this odd doctor that he'd barely met twice. Realizing that he was staring, Kagami refocused on his own food, stealing glances whenever he could. At one point, Kuroko caught his glance and offered him a small smile, prompting Kagami to frantically look away.

All too soon their time together came to an end, and Kuroko had to leave, citing an early shift the next day, he waved goodby and walked off, in the opposite direction from Kagamis apartment, before he had the chance to offer a walk home. Kagami watched him leave, feeling bereft of company already. Suddenly, in the spur of the moment, Kagami shouted after him, "Hey Kuroko! We should do this again!" Paying no mind to the fact that it was well past eleven in a week night. Kuroko turned from where he was, smiled and nodded, and continued walking, and Kagamis eyes lost the smaller man as soon as he blinked. Kagami went home, and went to bed, desperately trying to forget those blue eyes. What on earth would he do with a month off of work?

A/N: The Kagakuro au that no one asked for is back with a second chapter! Yay! This one might be a little less interesting than the last one, but oh well. Sorry about the short chapters.