Inflamed
Laying there, she couldn't get her mind off of Sesshoumaru. The look in his eyes, his smile, his wildly beating heart, that kiss. Why couldn't she stop thinking about him? Or about how sticky this bed was. Really, what did they clean these things with? It was that clean sort of sticky….
Just then, the speaker buzzed, and the raspy voice of her nurse crackled through the room. "Are you okay, Miss. Higurashi? Your heart rate just increased."
Feeling herself blush, she replied, "Just fine. Thinking is all."
"Oh? About a certain male nurse you were seen kissing last week? It's the talk of the second floor station." She could hear the giggling of the other two nurses in the room with her. She groaned.
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about."
"About 6 foot? Long bleached hair, yellow brown eyes, doesn't talk much, blue scrubs today?"
Kagome didn't reply for a long moment. "Where is he?"
There was another fit of giggles through the crackling speaker.
"On the other side of the double doors waiting for you."
Kagomes cheeks flushed at the thought his knowing smirk; those doors weren't sound proof. "I know you're listening Sesshoumaru, and you had better not be out there when I get out of this thing. There are windows in those doors."
Note: Another day, another chapter. I'll be out of town again; My younger cousin was just born. So yah.