Shugo Chara
Be My Nurse ShellyCullen: XD Amu: …… she's scaring me. Ikuto: Kind of creepy. Shelly: Hehe. I think I got it back. Romance that is. Amu: I'm screwed. Rima: When aren't you? Amu: *Sigh. I wish she'd stick to the comedy. Rima: She's not THAT good at it. -_- Kaya: I oh! I OH! Ho Ho Ho Amu, Rima, Ikuto: WTF?!?!?!?!? Kaya: Word. Chapter Nine: Waste of Time
"Good morning, Amu."
I looked over at Nadeshiko at the desk and smiled.
"Hey, Nadeshiko. Ikuto in today?" I questioned. Never know when that cat is here or not. Always leaving.
"We can only hope." She stated, typing something on the computer. I headed for the elevator.
So, I had known Ikuto for about three weeks now. Nothing much has changed. Well, okay a lot had changed actually.
I learned that Ikuto likes to play tricks. That and he's a REALLY big pervert, which doesn't help the fact that I'm a GIRL! And jeez, he loves teasing me.
I swear, if Ikuto weren't ill with some disease I would smack him up side the head every day. Then maybe he'd learn his lesson. But I guess I'm going to have to train him the old fashioned way. By talking to him.
The elevator stopped and I walked into Ikuto's room. Only, Ikuto wasn't in there. Instead, a tiny boy with golden colored eyes and black/blue messy hair sat on his bed, staring at me curiously. He couldn't be older than six. I watched him, awed.
"Uh…hello." I said awkwardly, smiling slightly. The small boy seemed to twitch his head.
"Hi." He stated plainly, the corner of his mouth twitching. It was quiet again as I waited for something to happen; an interruption or the boy to say something. Nothing happened.
"Well, you are…?"
"Yoru." He pointed out, grabbing the sheets as his hand twitched and his fingers wiggled. He placed the bed sheet in his mouth.
"AHH! Don't do that!"
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"That's little Yoru-chan." Yaya stated, crossing her arms as she glared slightly at the boy. Yoru was on my lap, his head twitching from side to side like a curious cat. I tried to make the hyper kid sit still.
"So…what is he doing in Ikuto's room?" I questioned, pulling the scissors in his hand out of his grasp.
Yaya's lips pursed. "I think he's related to Ikuto-san or something? I don't know. But he sneaks over to his room when he gets hyper. He has that twitching disease thing were the person can't sit still."
"Oh." I stated, looking down at the child. So he had twitches?
"But! Y-Yaya can't sit still either! Pay attention to Yaya too!" She whined, jumping unto my lap and tackling me. Yoru jumped off and walked out of the room.
So much for getting to know him.
*o*
After getting Yaya to calm down I made my way back to Ikuto's room. That same dark place Ikuto woke up everyday.
I grabbed my clip board and examined the sheet.
What activities does your patient do?
Hmm. Well, we already have play tricks and I'm not going to write down that he teases me. He…what does Ikuto like to do?
The thought made me feel guilty. I guess I didn't know Ikuto as well as I thought. Maybe I should get to know his history better.
The door squeaked open and Ikuto came in, holding a black bag. I eyed it suspiciously.
"What's in the bag?" I asked, pointing to it with my pen. Ikuto raised an eyebrow.
"Stuff. Does it matter?" He took the bag and opened up his cabinet, tossing it in and locking it with a key. The key that he wore around his neck.
When did Ikuto become secretive? Or am I really that oblivious?
"Uh, so…" I started, looking back at the clipboard for some help. What haven't we done? "How…do you feel today?" I asked, giving a small smile.
Okay, I admit it. I've taken classes on how to 'connect' with your patient. I really am pathetic.
Ikuto didn't answer, instead he stood with a look that showed, what-the-fuck. Those classes didn't help at all. Ikuto sighed and looked back up at me.
"You really want to be a big help?" He asked and I nodded. Ikuto looked around. "Go fetch me some cigarettes then." He replied, falling onto his bed.
"NO WAY!" I yelled. Am I even allowed to buy cigarettes?
"I can't get my own anymore. Everyone's watching me because last week you told on me." He stated and I stuck my tongue out at him. So much for connecting.
"There…there is something I've wanted to try." He admitted as I stared at him curiously. Ikuto sat up. "Come here." He urged me with his finger and I raised an eyebrow. Strange, much?
"Uh, okay." I responded, sitting next to him. This was a little weird. Ikuto rarely invited me next to him unless he wanted something.
"So, these scrubs. Are they custom made?" Ikuto asked randomly, holding the edge of it with his hand.
"No…" My clothes? Does he want his own or something?
Before I could ask about Ikuto's sudden weirdness, he ripped the shirt in half, letting the cloth fall completely off my body. All I had underneath was a white undershirt and bra. And the under shirt was see through!
"I-IKUTO!" I yelled, covering up my body and blushing like mad. Ikuto examined the half of the shirt in his fist and sniffed it. I gaped at him, like the lunatic he was.
"I never really liked your uniform. The bikini was much better." He stated, throwing the shirt behind him somewhere. I stood up, backing away.
"Ikuto?! Are you mad?!" I screamed, stumbling back slightly. Well, that made sense. It fit with his perverted comments. Maybe I was right about pervertedness being a disease.
"No, I'm happy. Didn't you ask how I was feeling earlier?" He was now smirking widely, crutching down to where I fell. My heart began to thump and my breathing was coming out in pants.
"What's wrong, Amu?" Ikuto purred in my ear, dragging me closer. I gave out a little 'Eep' as he pulled me closer to his body. But instead of kissing me or something, he pushed me back onto the ground. I was laying on my back, staring at that pale, white ceiling. I was frozen, waiting for my nerves to start. Or maybe stop shaking.
Ikuto lifted up the bottom of my shirt and licked my stomach, swirling his tongue around my belly button and the sides. I could feel those butterflies again, my face getting hotter as his breath fell onto my stomach.
"Ikuto! OFF!" I commanded, sitting up and pushing him off. Ikuto fell back slightly, but continued to come toward me. I began to freak out.
Ikuto chuckled. "Why? Are you scared?" He asked, placing his fingers into the loop holes of my pants and pulling my waist toward him. The motion lef me breathless.
"UH….." I couldn't say anything with my mouth filling up with saliva. This was bad. Really bad.
"Here, put her arms right…there." Ikuto stated, taking them and pulling them around his neck. I couldn't look away from him, his blue eyes just shining and lighting up in a strange way. What is Ikuto thinking?
"I-I, um, your being a pervert again!" I commented, hoping to distract him. He just chuckled more.
"Right, okay. Then how about another kiss?" He questioned, leaning down and I could almost feel my heart stop.
"N-N-No!" I yelled, backing away. He looked at me curiously. "That isn't neccessary." I reminded, trying to find another shirt to wear around him. Ikuto sighed.
"Aren't you the one who said kisses were my healing tool or something?" He asked behind me. oh, right. I frowned.
"Maybe they are, maybe not. Right now I need a shirt because you appearantly can't control yourself." I stated, checking the cabinets for a shirt to wear over. Ikuto sighed. "What?!" I demanded, slightly irriatated.
"Here, just take mine." He started slipping off his black elbow length tee and I was just able to grab the bottom and pull it back down over his body. He resisted my force.
"Don't take off your shirt for ME! I'm the nurse and your the patient!" I yelled, struggling to keep him fully clothed. Ikuto still pulled against my touch.
"That may be true, but you seem to be needing my help more than I need yours." He answered, finally pulling it off and ruffling his hair in the process. I looked away, trying to conceal what felt like a blush forming.
He held out the shirt. "You gonna take it? Or you rather we wait for someone to walk in and see what we're wearing?" He raised an eyebrow. I snatched the shirt, in fear that that someone would be Yaya or Nadeshiko, and tugged it over my body. The shirt was still warm, and smelled of what I imgagined to be a mix between musky and minty. Outdoorsy, and yet still freshly clean. How strange.
Sadly, the shirt almost reached down to my wrists as I pulled them back up. I barely glanced at Ikuto while murmuring a small, 'thanks'.
We stood, awkward and silent. Then Ikuto walked to the window and opened it half way.
"What do you think your doing?!" I demanded, in full job mode. I'm sure most would call this phase, 'bitch mode', but that wasn't the important task at hand.
"Out. Want to come?" He asked and I shook my head.
"Are you CRAZY?! I can get fired for bringing you out! Plus, your ill. You need to stay and heal." I directed, reciting the little I knew about health. Ikuto suddenly glared.
"Until I heal? Do you think half of us here heal? Its just a waste of time for the people who can't be helped." He said harshly, and swiftly made it outside. I ran to the window.
"Ikuto!" I called, worried and concerned, but he was already gone. I stared out for a moment. Can't be helped? My memoris returned to Yoru, Ikuto's cousin and I began to feel guilty. Maybe, for once, Ikuto was right.
I groaned, annoyed. Great, and now the chase begins.
K.K
"Ikuto..." I whispered, finally catching up to him. He was perched on a wall ten feet above me. "Geez, where have you been?! I've been looking all over!" I yelled, struggling to find a way up. I started climbing over various furniture pieces and boxes.
He didn't answer. He just gazed up at the moon. "Ikuto...what the hell?!" I asked, huffing as I pulled myself over a giant green sofa. I just grabbed onto the walls edge. He finally awknowledged my presence, and just stared. I pushed myself up and sat along with him.
"Its cold out. We should head back inside." I replied, rubbing my arms to prove the fact Ikuto continued looking up. He was still bare chested and maybe even freezing It wasn't the warmest of nights. I watched his face, so determined with one glance at the sky that I felt a sort of pain shoot through me. I looked down, not knowing what to do.
"You know, you can quit." He stated, still locked with the sky's embrace. My eyes widened.
"Huh?"
"Everyone else does. Doctors haven't been able to cure me, and everyone I know just ends up hurt. I wouldn't mind if you left. I understand." He sighed, ruffling his hair with his hand. I could hear the chirping of crickets and the sound of my own heart breaking.
"You..." I tried to find words to say. "You can't be serious Ikuto." What was so wrong with him that everyone would give up?
"I am. My family doesn't even bother anymore. Its a waste of time and money. They know I'm not getting any better." He laughed darkly. "I suppose its for the best. Now they can detach themselves from me."
"Those RETARDS!" I yelled, my body trembling with anger and frustration. How DARE they?! Ikuto glanced at me, amazed. "They shouldn't be so stupid. They're blind enough to just LEAVE you like your trash?! That isn't right. They're your family. They should just be thankful your alive!" I screamed, letting my voice sting at the overpowering words. My throat stung.
Ikuto's eyes searched mine, wondering where all of this was coming from I relaxed and returned the look. He nodded and stood.
"Okay then. I guess we should get back inside now. Your cold, right?" He asked, lending out a hand.
I slapped it away as he just stared.
"No! I'm not going. Ikuto, listen to me! Your not just a load of crap, okay? Your more than that." I let my voice soften, lightly holding his shoulders. He brushed them off.
"I don't need your pity-."
"I'm not giving you any pity!"
"Then why do you car-."
"Because I do!"
We now glared at each other, neither of us lightening up. We continued to be mad, until Ikuto started laughing.
What the hell???
He kept laughing, letting his head hang back and that smile appear fully. I was awed, before being redirected to the previous topic.
"Hey! Don't laugh! I'm being serious!" I yelled, frustrated now. Ikuto shook his head.
"No, its not that I don't believe you. Its just...for you to...actually be so...protective." He continued laughing and I sat there dumbfounded. What is he talking about?!
"I don't get it." I admitted when his laugh faded away. He looked at me and smiled.
"I didn't expect you to; but its probably for the best." He stood up again, and jumped off the wall with a swift movement. I leaned forward to see his silloutte in the moon's glare.
"H-Hey! What about me?" I called, staring down in horror at the ten foot difference. For him, an ill patient, to do that with such grace. And me, the nurse, having no way of surviving such an action. He looked back nonchalantly and shrugged.
"You got yourself up there. You can get yourself back down." He responded, heading toward the hospital now. I glared, letting my voice uproar with rage at a single word.
"IKUTO!"
Life is so unfair.
Shelly: Okay, so I suddenly went back on my Mom's computer which we haven't seen in about a year and I found this document. I reread the chapter AND completed about half of it. I'm happy by how its gone, and the sudden turn this story is beginning to take. I'm getting excited! ^-^
Amu: Oh crap. *Runs for the hills.
Ikuto: Can't wait to see this REALLY UNfold. *Wink, wink. Nudge, nudge.
Amu: *Screams from the hills and echos. PERVERT PERvert Pervert pervert!
Shelly: Reviews, comments, the story flow? Please, I love when people dissect the story piece by piece and review each aspect. Its much better than "PLEASE UPDATE!" Not that I don't appreciate you guys! Its just, I'm always looking for ways to improve. So, if you'd kindly send a review, I'd LOVE to do the next chapter! ;3
Shelly
