Shugo Chara
Be My Nurse
ShellyCullen: I-
Ikuto: Are in no position to talk.
Shelly: If you'll just-
Amu: listen and READ the CHAPTER as planned.
Shelly: B-But...I got-
Ikuto: Nothing else to say because we are starting the CHAPTER!
Shelly: *Pouts. Fine.
Amu: ShellyCullen does not own Shugo Chara.
Chapter Seven:
Plans in Work
I took a few steps down the hall in my white, gym shoes. I don't think I mentioned that, did I? Well, I'm wearing socks and gym shoes...with a bikini.
Weird, right? After all, girls usually wear flip flops with thier swimsuits, but I'm not at a pool or beach party. No, I'm at a hospital.
Why am I like this? Oh, just doing Ikuto's dirty work. Its all apart of his, "So called" plan. If you ask me, he doesn't even have a plan. I bet you he's just gonna winge it.
It was strange on that blue carpeted floor. I could hear phones ringing from other rooms and voices speaking. But I was most anxious to see the bosses room. After all, that's what I was here for.
The big double doors appeared as I took a deep breath and lifted a trembling hand. I hestiated, before lightly hitting the cool steal. The door made a loud, metal ring that rumbled within the hallway. I looked down at the floor, already feeling ashamed. The door didn't open after about two minutes and I laughed nervously.
Guess this means I DON'T have to meet the boss.
I thought, cheerily turning around. I began to walk back when an arm hooked around my shoulders.
"Hey, we got business to take care of." I could recognize that voice anywhere. Ikuto's. His lean arm felt strong in the hold it had me in as he began drgging me back to the doors. I tried to protest.
"T-The doors aren't opening!" I whined, stumbling as I tried to walke backwards from the hold. Ikuto came up to the door and with his left hand pushed it ever so slightly. The metal opened.
"Its open, stupid." He said bluntly, bringing me into the drak room.
"LET GO!" I yelled, pushing away from him. My hair covered my whole face as I pushed each strand back. "Hey!" I accused, pointing at his long figure. "Your here."
Ikuto raised an eyebrow, like he was speaking to a mental person.
"Yeah, you just notice this?" He countered and I felt crushed for a moment.
"N-NO! I thought you sent me up here for that favor! If your here, why do I need to be?!" I defended as Ikuto came over to the desk and swiftly opened up a drawer. The action was so fast it was almost blinding.
"Two heads are better than one, this will be easier and faster." He said, digging through some letters inside.
"And the boss?" I questioned, Ikuto stared up at me for half a second.
"Out. He always leaves at this time." I felt relieved. But...there was still a burning question...
"Why am I wearing THIS than?!" I yelled as Ikuto gave me a, shut up expression. Then he sighed, closing the drawer.
"Not here." He murmured, moving to some file cabinets to the right.
"Um...HELLO! I'm asking you something here!!!" I was irritated now. Why can't he just tell me?!!
Ikuto turned to me and with a straight face uttered the most shocking sentence I'd ever heard someone say to me.
"Because your hot."
My mouth dropped to the floor as my eyes widened with disbelief. Ikuto headed to the cabinets beside me and with a finger placed my bottom jaw closed.
"You'll attract perverted men like that." He snickered, opening the tan drawer.
"Oh, I think I already have." I barked back, crossing my arms. Ikuto was a...PERVERT! A very, very big one at that. I felt my eye twitch, humiliated and annoyed.
"Hmm, it doesn't seem to be here." Ikuto said thoughtfully, closing the tiny door like box. "Maybe he moved it." He was lost in his own world as I stomped up to him.
"Isn't it on the computer?" I suggested, well, mostly growled. I was still mad. Ikuto shook his head.
"Boss doesn't believe in having technology rule over lives. He prefers paper." Ikuto stated, opening the large door again. "Well, you coming?"
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"I can't believe him!" I screamed as a bunch of nurses and doctors stared at me warily. I was trembling with fury. After changing into my scrubs, I felt common sense take place.
"Amu?" Yaya's voice spoke, slightly muffled. I turned to the bronze haired girl to see a yellow frosted pocky stick in her mouth. She chewed the treat and swallowed, then looked back at me. "What's wrong?" She wondered, curiously. I sighed.
"Nothing...really." I sulked in my seat as Yaya tilted her head. Then she smiled.
"Is it Ikuto? He run off again?" Yaya tried to lighten the mood when all I could utter was, 'more like annoying the hell out of me'.
"No, he's...he's Ikuto." There was no other way to explain it. Ikuto went at his own pace.
"And your Amu. I'm Yaya. So want to play?!" Her voice became high pitched as she began skipping around the room.
"Maybe later." I replied, smiling slightly.
Yaya stopped and pouted. Then she hung her head, turned to her right and eyed a patient. There was a boy about eleven playing on an exercise ball as Yaya pushed him off with her hand and bounced away on the ball. The boy looked teary.
I shook my head. Was everyone here NUTS?!
My cell began to ring and I checked my phone. A call from Rima. I answered it, excited.
"R-Rima?" I asked, almost as if unsure. It had been so long since I heard from her.
"Hey." Her voice came out plain, calm, just as always. Oh, how I missed Rima.
"What's up?" I leaned back on the chair, staring up at the ceiling. The tiles lined up in white with tiny black dots engraved.
"Hmm." She said. I sat up normally now. Whenever Rima made that sound she had something serious or important or big go on. I waited, wondering.
"Well..." She started.
"Amu." Nadeshiko called from her desk. I turned to her, confused. "No personal calls or cell phones during work hours."
Damn. That's right.
I sighed. "Sorry Rima. I'm at work. I'll call you back."
"Okay." Click.
"Okay, may I have your phone?" Nadeshiko now stood before me, holding her hand out. I placed the phone in her palm. "Sorry, I'm inclined to do this. You can pick it up when your shifts over." I nodded, standing up. Maybe I could catch up with Yaya and-.
"You should get back to Ikuto." Nadeshiko added, before walking back to her desk. I winced. Of course.
-_-
"Amu..."
"Huh?" I stared down at my clipboard, reading over the questions.
"Can you at least look at me?" I stared up at him for a second and looked back down.
"Happy?"
"No." I sighed. Avoiding him wasn't working, but I felt...violated. It was very uncomfortable around him now.
"Why don't you sit here?" He suggested, patting the bed next to him. I shook my head. "Aw, c'mon." He urged, but I still refused. "That's an ORDER." He commanded.
"Order?" I glared hard at Ikuto. He merely smirked.
"Your my nurse, which means your here to take care of me and make me feel good." Wait...WHAT?
"I believe my job is to make sure you don't light yourself on fire." I replied, making a tiny circle on the clipboard.
"You make me sound mental."
"You are."
"Then why don't you cure me?"
This was getting us knowhere fast. I sighed, giving up. "Okay, whatever." I sat next to Ikuto and he seemed pleasantly pleased.
"Good. Now that your here, would you mind handing me that box." He pointed to that stack of papers laying in it. I rolled my eyes, squatting and grabbing the sides. I pulled up as it refused.
"Heavy?" Ikuto asked, snickering. I glared at the box.
"N-No." I choked up, pulling more violently and agrresively. It began as trying to lift it up to the point where I was debating on wrestling the stupid cardboard. "This is IMPOSSIBLE!" I shouted, kicking the edge. It still didn't budge.
"Should be. Spent all afternoon glueing the thing to the floor." Ikuto said. I turned to him, bewildered and flustered.
"You WHAT?!"
"Glued it to the floor." He stated again. I shook my head, trying to calm myself.
"I heard you the first time. Why the hell would you do that?!"
"Because I'm bored."
Because . He's . Bored .
"And you have a nice butt."
"WHAT?!" I think the whole building could hear my scream. Ikuto hushed me.
"What? You can't expect me NOT to notice you."
Well, maybe that was true. My cool and spicy always brought people to me. But not THIS WAY.
"D-Don't! You can't..." I struggled for words. Ikuto smirked.
"Maybe it would be better...if I were to be even closer to you."
What?
ShellyCullen: Ikuto has a plan. Hehe. Sorry this chapter was random and not much fluff. I mostly brought out the pervert comments in Ikuto.
Ikuto: As you should.
Shelly: Ramance to come. And drama. And suspense.
Ikuto: Hush!
Shelly: *Quiet.
Amu: Wow. How much control a pervert can get.
Shelly: Reviews! ;3
