So really last chapter was chapter 6 (not 3) and this would be chapter 6.5. That's what I get for trying to be funny before it's time. I also made some small changes to chapter 6 so don't forget to check them out. But here we go the rest of chapter 6. hope you enjoy. I wrote a one-shot for Hana Yori Dango and it seems to have brought back my creative genius so to speak… here's hoping it keeps going.

Not mine… but still lots of fun

Chapter 6.5 – Keep your smutty hands to yourself.

Saxie walked into the hospital. For some reason her heart rate seemed to pick up it's pace. Must just be the thought of seeing Dr. Baker. That was enough to make anyone nervous, and not in a good way. She had decided her father was right about the clothes, and had made a quick stop at home. She was now wearing a very flattering blue dress with a light sweater. She tried hard not to ask herself why she was wearing something this pretty. 'There's nothing wrong with looking pretty,' she thought to herself, 'and it certainly has nothing to do with the creepy doctor, let alone a certain blue-haired patient. Crap where did that come from, she hadn't even been thinking about him. You're losing it Saxie, Next thing you know you'll be asking Uncle Jerry on a date'

Trying to put Chichiri out of her head, Saxie went to her office first to check her messages. On her desk were her usual rose and a note.

Saxie, I'm really sorry about the parking spot, but do you

think keying my car might have been a little immature?

Don't worry sweets I'll give you a chance to make it up

to me. Dinner next Saturday will work. I'll even forgive

your little faux pas with the new boy. I'm really to busy

to handle him right now anyway. I'm sure Dr. Green

will do a fine job. So I'll pick you up at 8 next Saturday.

Kisses

Tony

The nerve of that man, thinking she had something to make up for. Even if she had keyed his car, it's not like he wasn't asking for it or something.

"Mr. Too Good To Be a Real Man better hope he doesn't run into me today, or he'll wish he never heard the name Saxon Kind" Saxie growled to herself. Sighing she hit the message button on her phone.

"Saxie its Bo.." … beep, message has been deleted.

"Saxie, just here me out" beep.

"Saxie, I know you're getting" beep.

"Saxie, don't you dare" beep.

"Saxon, it's mom" Saxie froze, her finger posed above the delete button. The message continued. "I know this is the last person you wanted to hear from. But I'm coming home sweetie; I really want to see you. I'll be in town Wednesday night. I'll be staying with a friend in the city. Maybe we could meet for lunch on Thursday. You can reach me at 616.555.1512. Saxon you should know I'm coming alone. I love you sweetie."

Saxie allowed herself to fall into her chair. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts and images. She barely processed the rest of her calls. Her mother, coming home, and without her little boy toy. Saxie wasn't sure what to make of this. The thought of having lunch with her was nauseating to say the least. Half-heartedly shuffling some papers around her desk, Saxie decided to check on some patients and think about the meaning of her mom's call later.

Saxie made a quick stop at her father's office to give Doris her message and started back towards the common room. The patients all seemed to be keeping themselves busy with various crafts, games, and other things. She noticed Lily sitting by herself staring out a window.

"Hey Lily, how's it going?" she asked the girl.

"Saxie," Lily whispered, "I want to paint, but there's no more paper"

Saxie looked around, sure enough all the paper seemed to be monopolized. "Well, let's see if we can't fix that shall we?" Saxie smiled "Follow me"

Lily rose from her position by the window and started to follow Saxie. Saxie glanced around and noticed with some worry that Lily seemed to be moving rather slowly, kind of like it was hurting her to move. "Lily, are you feeling okay?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm fine. I'm just a little sore; I fell out of bed is all. Nothing to worry about."

"If you're sure, but if you need anything at all just ask. You know where my office is and my door is always opened. Just ask one of the nurses and they'll bring you down." Saxie made a mental note to make sure none of the nurses gave her any hassle about this.

"Ah, here we are" Saxie said brightly, "the supply closet. And look right at the front, a brand new pad of paper and some new paints. Just for you Lily, and I know there's one somewhere, here we go, a new paint brush"

Lily's small smile lit her face up making Saxie feel warm. This is why she chose this profession. People like Lily were why she was here, she needed to remember that when everything looked ugly and grey. Inside each of these people was a ray of sunlight just looking for a way out, and Saxie wanted to help it find its way.

"Why don't you go back to the common room and paint a beautiful picture, I have some things I want to check on," Saxie gently steered Lily in the direction of the common room.

"Thank you Saxie, you are so perfect," Lily cried before skipping back down the hallway.

Saxie turned the other way, time to check on Chichiri and make sure he was settling in alright. Saxie walked down the hall to Chichiri's room. The door was opened but no one was inside. 'He must have gone out to the garden' Saxie thought.

Saxie walked over to his window and looked down on the garden. She remembered playing in that garden with her mother when she was young. Before her mother turned into a total flake. Saxie lost herself in her memories and didn't notice the figure coming in the door.

Chichiri walked into his room after his walk in the garden. He stopped as he noticed someone standing at the window. Saxie seemed lost in her thoughts; Chichiri couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking. Anyone could walk up to her right now and she wouldn't even notice them. Chichiri suddenly got a very mischievous look in his eye.

Stepping very carefully he snuck up behind Saxie intent on surprising her. He got within inches of her, his head next to her neck, and stopped, frozen. Her neck was beautiful, graceful. What was this feeling he was having? He suddenly wanted nothing more than to touch his lips to that neck. Saxie seemed to suddenly realize he was there. Her breathing seemed to become shallow, and he could feel her heart beat speed up. She started to turn towards him.

Saxon came out of her reverie to feel someone behind her, so close she could feel their breath on her neck. She didn't know how she knew, but she knew it was Chichiri. She could feel her heart speeding up, her breath becoming shallow. She wanted him to touch her with every fiber of her being. 'This isn't right, he's a patient, I can't do this'. Saxie turned slowly towards him, and slapped him.

"Hey, what was that for, no da?" Chichiri asked his hand rubbing the side of his face where Saxie's hand had connected.

"What do you mean what was that for?" Saxie demanded "Do you make a habit of sneaking up behind people? Maybe you don't belong here; maybe you belong in jail with the other perverts." Saxie was fuming.

"Jail?" Chichiri whispered his face turning white. This place may be different from where he was from but he was fairly sure jail was a concept that transcended all barriers. "Please," he begged, "I'm sorry, I was just kidding. You looked so peaceful I just wanted to startle you. I didn't mean any harm."

Saxie looked at Chichiri's terrified face and started laughing. She couldn't help it. Here she was getting all upset, and he was just playing a game.

"I'm sorry Chiri," she managed to get out between laughs, "I didn't mean it. You are too sweet to send someplace like jail. I'll tell you what, lets go get some dinner and you can tell me about your meeting with Dr. Green."

Saxie led a confused Chichiri towards the cafeteria still snickering. 'Well, today didn't turn out as bad as she thought it would,' she thought to herself.