Shugo Chara

Be My Nurse

ShellyCullen: YAHOO! Getting back to the updates! Hehe. Sorry again for not being on this site in FOREVER! I'm almost done with school though and I'm so happy! :) Also, the carnival opens up by my house and I'll be going on lots of rides!

Amu: OMG! Carnival rides? I want to go!

Ran, Miki, Su, Dia, Yoru: So do WE! :D

ShellyCullen: OKAY THEN! Let's go! And grab some funnel cake on the way!

Ikuto: ….. Kids are easily amused.

ShellyCullen: Whatever you say, boy who gets excited when he sees a cat toy.

Ikuto: IT WAS THE DAMN FIRST KING'S FAULT!

ShellyCullen: ;3

He got up then and walked to the door. "By the way, I'm not one for giving up a challenge. You wanted me, you got me. Don't think you can quit so easily." And with that, he left me in the small room, confused and mesmerized.

Chapter Four:

Panic Attack

I sat in the bed with flushed cheeks. I wiped my sweaty palms against my pants and stood up, a bit shaky. What does he mean I wanted him? I suggested I would like to help him. That's it!

I felt like mentally smacking myself. Of course my plan backfires. Whenever I think I'm one step ahead of Ikuto, he goes and makes me speechless. Stupid!

Hopefully I was just looking into this too much. He liked to play games, right? Maybe that's what this all was. A game for him?

I was walking down the hall of the second floor, no need to wait for Ikuto. He could get himself kidnapped for all I care! It was only nine forty; my morning breakfast filled my stomach and made the thought of food seem nauseating.

I wandered around the hospital, wondering where everything was. It was still so new to me, so different and huge. I wondered how old the hospital really was.

I glanced to my right where glass windows covered a wall. It revealed a room filled with clear, plastic boxes that had newborn children sleeping on the fabric inside. There, Yaya stood in her yellow and orange scrubs. I looked at Yaya, seeming much more official in work clothes. The scrubs didn't quite fit her though. Most of the time, adult clothing made teenagers look older, but in Yaya's case, it made her look like a kid dressing up in their parents clothes. Yaya looked up through the window and spotted me, before grinning widely. She rushed to the door and opened it.

"Amu!" She cheered, hugging me. I jumped from her enthusiastic greeting. It would take a while to get used to Yaya's hyper-ness.

"Yaya," I breathed when she let go of me. Her bright work uniform added to her personality perfectly. She smiled again and tugged me into the baby room. I walked in quietly. "Yaya? Can I be in here?" I whispered to her as not to disturbed the sleeping newborns. They were all unusually quiet, unlike when Ami first came home from the hospital.

"I don't know. You are a part of staff now," she stated simply, deep in thought. I laughed nervously. The way this girl's mind works…

She began to eye my outfit and pursed her lips. "Hey! When I don't wear my uniform, I get in trouble. But you can wear normal clothing?" She asked jealously. We turned to the newborns, a few squirming and one on the brink of cries. Her sentence suddenly sunk in and I gasped, looking myself over again.

"Crap! I forgot my scrubs in the room!" I yelled into the baby chamber. Then Yaya slapped a hand over my mouth as I did the same. The babies started to stir uncomfortably.

"Maybe we should…go get them," Yaya whispered to me, eyeing the children. I nodded and we quietly headed out.

"I think I left it in Ikuto's room. I'll just be a minute!" I waved to Yaya who stood outside the elevator. I walked into the empty room and started looking for the scrubs.

I left them…on the bed! I reminded myself, but lifting up the sheets and covers revealed nothing. The clothes were no longer there. Ah! I'm in so much trouble!

"Looking for something?" The low voice asked. I turned around, startled and almost fell over the bed. My heart pounded with uneasiness as I soon realized Ikuto had asked. I still wasn't used to hearing his voice. After recollecting myself, I glared.

"Why do you care?" I asked, bringing my cool character back.

This guy is nothing, but trouble.

"Oh, I may not seem like it, but if you are my full time nurse, you'll need to be dressed in the right clothes. I'm not having my caretaker fired on her second day," he stated, casually leaning against the door frame.

"You took my scrubs!" I accused, pointing at his tall figure. He shook his head.

"No, but I wished I had," he admitted teasingly.

My eyes narrowed. "You're lying! You love to play tricks on me. Now, where are the scrubs?" I demanded, looking frantically around the room.

Did he hide them?

"Amu. I did not take your scrubs," he said again, more serious this time. I glanced under the bed, still searching. Nothing.

I came up and to my surprise, I saw Nadeshiko came out of the elevator through the small rectangular window in the door. Yaya started talking to her, as Nadeshiko pointed to our door. She wanted to come in.

"I can't let Nadeshiko see me in my regular clothes!" I screamed. "I'll be in deep trouble. Ikuto, just give the uniform and I'll do whatever you want!" I begged, desperate now. I could see Yaya try to stall Nadeshiko, but it wouldn't last long. Nadeshiko was beginning to look impatient.

"Hmm," Ikuto thought, holding the moment. My pulse ran through my veins and my heart pounded and pumped rapidly in my chest. "Tempting, but I honestly don't have your uniform," he said, showing a small smile. And, strangely enough, I believed him.

Nadeshiko was nearing the room. "I'm still going to be in trouble though!" I yelled, frantic. Now what?

"I have an idea," Ikuto began.

Why am I not surprised.

"What is it?" I asked in a hushed voice, but Ikuto was already in motion.

He grabbed my arms in a tight grasp and I had to keep myself from screaming to his sudden reaction. He looked down at me for a moment -deeply, gently- and for a second, I thought he was going to kiss me.

But Ikuto knew better than that. He picked me up and dropped me onto the bed. I fell onto it and winced at how the hard surface crashed into my spine. He threw a white sheet over me and then hopped onto the other side of the bed, -the one closer to the door- while placing two pillows before me on the sheet. I heard the door open and shut my eyes, squeezing them tight.

I'm dead.

"For the last time Yaya, I don't care for body piercings," Nadeshiko's firm voice stated. What on earth made Yaya talk about that? Then it was silent for a moment.

"Where's Amu, Ikuto?" Nadeshiko asked, full with authority. Ikuto didn't answer verbally and I wasn't sure if he even glanced at her. Nadeshiko sighed, answering my question. "Well, when you do see her, can you give her these scrubs? She left them in the lobby." She threw them then, onto the pillows where I was hiding right under.

I left them in the lobby? The memory of myself walking with the thought of blackmailing Ikuto…I didn't even think about my scrubs. I must have dropped them.

The door closed and outside I could hear Nadeshiko making a pushy Yaya head back to her station.

I brought my head up above the blankets. The dark pink and black scrubs laid on top of me, folded neatly on top of each other. I needed to thank Nadeshiko for delivering them.

"I think you owe someone an apology," Ikuto stated. I looked up to see his face about a few inches away from my own and flushed yet again. Dang! Something about this guy makes me blush, and I hate it!

"I'm sorry," I started, hanging my head. "I just thought it was you because you keep playing tricks on me. I shouldn't have accused you like that." I didn't like apologizing to such a sly guy, and avoided his eyes as my cheeks burned more. I looked down at the blanket, trying to forget how close he really was to me.

"You are forgiven," He spoke happily, but something else held in his voice. "Though, you said you'd do whatever I want if I gave you the uniform…" Ikuto added, smirking at me.

"Yeah, but Nadeshiko just handed it," I corrected him. The smirk still lay on his face as he shook his head.

"Ah, but Nadeshiko didn't give them to you, she gave them to me," he explained slowly. Realization hit me.

"That's not fair! It's not what I was implying!" I yelled to him, noticing that I was leaning toward him. I jolted back, surprised.

"But it's what I'm implying," he replied and snatched my scrubs, standing up.

"Hey!" I lifted up the covers and ran to him. "I need my scrubs. Give them back!" I demanded, trying to grab it out of his grasp, but he held it high above his head where I couldn't reach it. Instead of trying to jump for something like an idiot that was clearly out of my reach, I crossed my arms and tapped my foot impatiently. His smirk widened, accepting my challenge.

"All right, Amu. I'll give you your scrubs, but in return you need to do me a favor." I ignored my hammering heart that started to race suddenly.

"What is it?" I asked, acidly.

I listened as he whispered to me the details.

ShellyCullen: Well, now. What is Ikuto planning to do? What's going on in that twisted head of his?

Amu: I'm scared…what if he…asks…for s*x?

ShellyCullen: WTF? Ikuto, you pervert!

Ikuto: What? Amu's the one who said it!

ShellyCullen: Oh. *Sigh of relief.* So, you don't plan to do it with Amu, right?

Ikuto: Well…

ShellyCullen, Amu: O.O

Ikuto: :D