Title: Work-A-Holic
Author: Tsubasa Kya
Disclaimer:I have created a mission. It is to cover the entire FF world with HieiKago love and then when I have massed an army of HieiKago fanfiction, we will march on to rule the UNIVERSE! Bwahahaha! (I still don't own.)

Chapter five: Paralyzed

Kagome was awoken by the sound of eight alarm clocks blaring at the other end of the room. December the twenty fourth had finally arrived and as she shivered in her apartment, feeling as though the hardwood floor was ice beneath her as she got out of the shower, she thought about all the things she would have to do that day.

She already knew about needing to explain to her newest patient his situation and how she would do her best to make sure that he is most comfortable. She would go through the usual routine; first she would be accused of being a fraud after the initial explanation, then she would be asked if she'd ever been paralyzed and she would say no, and finally the patient would be sure she knew nothing.

She ate her soggy cereal for breakfast; as usual losing her appetite the instant the milk was poured. She dressed perfectly, did her hair perfectly, put makeup on perfectly...No one would ever accuse her of being imperfect. The jacket she had washed the night before—her good jacket—showed none of the blood it had on it after it had covered the man in the park.

Work was far busier on Christmas Eve as many people came in on stretchers after fainting out of stress while doing last minute shopping. Nothing serious really happened, but it still left Kagome running around trying to figure out up from down. She loved busy days like that because there was no chance to think about all the terrible things that had happened ten years before.

There was no need to think about the terrible thing she had made herself become. There was no need to delve into the reason why people still looked at her and questioned if she had reached her nineteenth birthday yet, even though she was going on her twenty-ninth.

When she finally had a break from the busy morning in the clinic and she was able to go to Ward B, she took the chance because she was sure she wouldn't get another for a few hours and she still had to talk to her new patient.

Ward B was nearly deserted. Two nurses were on duty at all times, but normally at least six would be wandering around. The other four had been called to help out in the clinic. Kagome nodded her greeting to the two nurses as they waved and then entered Ward B-6. Terrence and Jillian were not there. Terrence's family had taken them both to a Christmas Family Reunion.

So it was just Kagome and her new patient. Just Kagome... and her new patient... No thoughts of the past would haunt her. Even if the fact that he was a demon seemed to make her mind want to just think of the past. As she got closer to the curtain that enclosed her new patient's bed, she heard a smooth voice speaking.

"You're going to let a woman take care of you?" Kagome recognized that voice very well and while inside she was raging that he would be in her section, she ignored the feelings of vengeance that crept up inside her and pulled the curtain open. As humans were won't to do, her co-worker had not realized she was there until he heard the scraping of the pulleys that worked the curtain.

"Ah... Doctor Ahishimoru, was there something I could get for you?" Of course Kagome smiled sweetly at him, even while she wanted to take those self-defense skills that she had forced herself to learn and beat him to a bloody pulp. "Or were you waiting for me, perhaps?"

He said nothing before glaring at her and stalking toward the door. Kagome could not wait to become his boss. He wouldn't dare treat her that way then, because she would fire him if he did. Turning to her patient, she saw he was more relaxed than she had expected. He had his arms folded behind his head and his crimson eyes looked at her carelessly.

"You're people are seriously lucky." He said quietly and she could hear a dangerous edge to his voice that reminded her of Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha at the same time. It wasn't fair that he should be there to remind her of the past! Already she felt her heartbeat speeding up. His eyes reminded her of Naraku—dangerous and plotting something.

He was going to be a danger to the barricades on her mind. He wouldn't know it, but she could already feel the memories pushing against the gate, trying to break it down and be remembered again. "Why are we lucky?" she asked him, her voice calm even if she didn't feel that way. She walked over to him and began to check the sensors that were connected to him.

"If you removed the bandages on my arm, you would have unleashed terror upon this world and the next." He explained and she looked skeptically at him before pulling her flashlight from her lab pocket to snap it on and check to see how quick his pupils responded to light.

"You need not worry. The bandages were changed by me, late last night. Lift your chin please." He decided to indulge her fancies for a moment and let her check him out. When his legs woke up from their little 'nap' he would be gone. He lifted his chin and she began to feel around his lymph nodes as she would in any normal check up. She had to finish filling out the chart. "You know what happened yesterday right?"

"Of course." He responded smoothly, his voice sending jolts into her memories again. He felt the power radiating off of her, but he felt no urge or desire to make it his own. He believed in relying on his own power.

"I have some bad news to add to what you know already." Kagome told him softly, removing the blanket from his lap to reveal his bare and muscular legs. Soon they would become soft and fleshy, no longer toned because they would not be used. She reached out and began to massage his upper leg—as was her job—to relieve the pent up tension that would have formed, even if he wouldn't realize it. "You're a paraplegic."

She knew it sounded harsh, and normally she wasn't so callous but kind words failed her at that moment. Her patient stared at her for a moment as though gauging whether or not she might be lying, but then he realized that he couldn't feel her hands on his legs. He didn't realize what she was doing, even if he was looking at her. He wasn't watching her hands, so logically if he wasn't paying attention to his peripheral vision, he would have missed it.

"Excuse me? I'm a what?" He knew what the word meant, but he just couldn't believe it. He had survived for so long being the Forbidden Child and hated by pretty much everything that moved, and suddenly even after all that abuse, he was paralyzed? He couldn't believe it. His legs were just asleep. "You're lying." It came out more as a question though, a hopeful remark. It was just some sick joke this strange woman was playing on him for scorning her for thinking he would save her.

This fanfiction will not be like others you have read. If I wanted to write "ordinary" I would write like someone else instead of myself. If you wanted "ordinary" you wouldn't be reading this fanfiction.