Chapter 7
When I wasn't working, I was down with him, or being carted off to the cafeteria to eat. I had refused to go at first, but then the doctor had decided to have the big guy who, called himself a 'child nurse', pick me up and place me in a wheelchair and tying me in it until I was down there and a plate was in front of me. That lasted for a couple days, he even came while I was working upstairs, and he told the world be damned, I wouldn't be able to create miracles if I was too sick to live from working too much. I was instantly grateful to the blond man and the big nurse.
I didn't sleep well though, and it was present every time I headed down to hold vigil over Mamoru throughout the night. He was more affected by this than he admitted, and that worried me more than anything else.
I was walking after my latest shift when I heard arguments in the room I had dubbed as the pompous room. Inside Mamoru was trying very hard to ignore his very smart doctor, the equally smart, if not more so was acting quite dumb recently. I wondered if a few of Mamoru's brain cells weren't mixed up or died in that accident as well.
"Tell her to go home you selfish ass." The handsome doctor told his patient, and I almost clicked my tongue in disagreement, but held it, he may be onto something there. Perhaps the best way the doctor could handle this patient was to go the no-nonsense route and even insult the patient. Not that I minded Mamoru getting yelled at.
"Why should I?" Mamoru retorted. "She made her own decision to stay, so let her!" As it was, I could barely keep my eyes open, but I allowed the argument to continue.
"Usagi's been awake probably for the last 36 hours, or don't you care? The girl you care about is collapsing because she's worried about you, that she doesn't even sleep between shifts anymore!" The blond man defended me, I was in debt to him, I secretly wanted to sleep, but wouldn't allow myself the privilege while Mamoru suffered his life in the dark.
"I didn't know that." Mamoru's soft voice died off in a concerned note.
"Yeah, well if you only tried to get your eye sight back, your milking this because then you'll know that Usagi won't leave you alone."
"I'll make sure she gets more sleep." Mamoru promised to himself, and I decided there was the best time to enter the very large room.
"Hello." I greeted both of the men, and the doctor left, giving me a heart-stopping thousand-watt smile, and I returned it the best I could in my sleep-fogged mind. "Mamoru, giving the poor doctor a hard time again?"
His answer was only to pull me into an embrace and we both ended up on the bed, him holding me, afraid to let go and I fell asleep the first time in a week. When I woke up, he too was asleep, and I closed my eyes again, drifting back into the racing chariots.
The doctor woke me up several hours later. I slipped out underneath Mamoru's heavy weight and pulled the blanket up over him. I followed the doctor into the hallway. "Usagi-san, I got a page from your friend, you'll be needed shortly, there's a burn victim being flown in, all the other hospitals are booked, and it's actually faster to get her treatment here. But now that we have time, I'm wondering, would you like to go out on a date sometime with me?"
I smiled widely, but placed a gentle hand on his arm, and he knew my answer before I gave it. "I'm afraid I can't." A tiny look towards the door at the rather loud sound brought my attention to it. "I'm honored and all of that, but frankly, I'm not interested in you like that."
"I understand." The doctor engulfed me in a hug. "I'll be seeing you around still, even after Mamoru-san's released?"
"You can count on it." I gave him another smile. "I better go in and tell Mamoru of my requirement to leave." I entered the room again, and he was lying on top of the blanket I had put over him, feigning sleep, I shook my head in amusement. "Mamoru." I said gently, not allowing him to know I knew the truth.
"Are you going somewhere Usa-chan?" He questioned drawing my hand into his.
"Yes." I replied. "I have to go to the ER and help a patient. You'll be all right, won't you while I'm gone?"
"I promise." Mamoru pulled me into a hug. "You really are one of the best friend's a guy could have." He pulled my head towards him and kissed my cheek, just where my lips cornered. "Be safe." He let me go when the intercom rang.
"I always am, something, you don't seem to be." I hugged him one last time and left to the ER room.
Tomorrow Mamoru would be leaving the hospital to continue with recovery at home. It was only a week after Mamoru's accident and I was walking around outside, he was following me by hanging onto my hand tripping every once and awhile but it was important he could walk somewhat on his own. After awhile he stopped me and pulled me towards him. One of the nurses looked disapprovingly at us and I shrugged it off.
