Well getting busy Holidays, finals for college. Here is a little tidbit. I wanted it to be longer, but I couldn't find much else to add. Hope you are enjoy!!

Thanks again to all of the wonderful readers who... despite my lapses in updating still find time to read and review!

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Every look she gave him was the same. Isshin sighed quietly to himself. As a constant joker his jokes were not confined to home, let alone his children. So when at the clinic Isshin found it natural to be silly. But now with Trisha there his whole personality was sent for a spin. Part of him wanted to act adult; the other half was even more childish than ever. This set the day for many failed and hopeless skits, pranks, and jokes. Each time he did them Trisha gave him the same smile.

It was disturbing.

She had just smiled again, sweet and light with a far off emotion. His latest prank was on an old man with a nasty cough and a long mustache. Isshin had left the room for a second and reappeared with tongue depressors in his nose. It was a haphazard, silly thing to do, but he did it anyway. He coughed as the old man coughed and the depressors fell to the floor. The old man laughed. Isshin felt his ego boost, he was a great comedian or so he thought. Trisha, though, only smiled and quietly excused herself from the room.

Isshin stopped smiling. The old man stopped laughing.

"You're a fruitcake." The old man watched Isshin space out for a second before he repeated himself. "Fruuuitcaaake."

"Stop it."

"It's pretty obvious you like her." The old man stood up and straightened his pants.

Isshin sighed. "She never laughs, just that same smile."

"Ugh. Look at me," the patient turned Isshin to face him. "Listen! She is very professional and probably too good for you."

Isshin's face soured, just what he wanted to hear. Now he was getting advice from his own patient and it wasn't even close to what he wanted to hear. Wasn't he supposed to be the doctor?

"You're a doctor over human anatomy. Not love."

Isshin's eyebrow rose and the old man shook his head. "That's not going to stop you is it?"

Isshin shrugged, "Maybe."

"You're hopeless," the old man said before coughing again.

Isshin patted him hard on his back. "Yeah? So's your cough. Have a nice day."

The doctor exited the room, never to see the big smile on the old man's face.

Trisha had once again been witness to the Doctors tireless, hapless bits of insanity. She rolled her eyes and placed a chart down on an office desk. A slight chuckle escaped her. Isshin must have been running out of ideas. His last stunt was so stupid she almost laughed in front of him and the patient. She shook her head. How un-professional!

In front of her Nurse Tao took the chart. "So old man Yamaguchi was in again today?"

Trisha nodded and leaned against the desk, ready for some adult conversation. "Yes, this is the fourth time this week. He seems to be perfectly fine. I think he likes the attention."

"Somebody likes your attention," Nurse Tao mumbled to herself. Trisha never heard.

"I guess if he is willing to pay then it really isn't a big deal…"

Placing the chart down Tao studied Trisha. Tao had been working with Dr. Kurosaki since the clinic was started. She preferred to work the desk job rather than sit with patients and listen to their problems. All today she had watched the Doctor make a fool of himself. Tao had to admit she couldn't wait for Trisha to burst and utterly freak out. The woman did seem annoyed and distant around the Doctor.

This whole two doctors working alongside each other was turning into something dynamic. Nurse Tao smiled. It was like living in a soap opera. She wondered who would break first. As the nurse was still holding her small chat with Dr. Trisha Connelly, Dr. Isshin Kurosaki exited the patient room. Trisha breathed deeply she needed all of the patience she could get. He approached the office desk.

"So which room next?"

Nurse Tao quietly handed the chart to Trisha and spoke, "Room 3 Doctor."

Puzzled, Dr. Connelly stared at the nurse. Dr. Kurosaki simply stood there and cocked his head.
"Umm, isn't that my patient?"

"Maybe you could learn something, ne?" Nurse Tao slammed the chart on the corner of the desk next to Dr. Connelly. "Here, the patient is waiting!"

Trisha jumped in surprise and immediately took the chart, walking off to room 3 in a daze of intimidation. Isshin placed his hands on his hips and started to say something, but Nurse Tao cut him off completely.

"You need to listen! Go, watch her work. You'll learn something," she said in a demanding voice.

Isshin shrugged and with a pouting face turned toward the room. A smug smile covered the nurse's face. "Probably the only time there is nothing to look at that will make your mind wander."

"I heard that," he said, looking over his shoulder.

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Thank you for reading.

Sincerely,
Anynymys1