Chapter 3: There's Always A First For Everything
The doctor's office seemed plainer looking than I imagined. Granted I had never been to the doctor's before but it just seemed…different in my head. For one thing the office was painted a boring, neutral white with pictures of random scenery on the walls. The examination chair was an odd shade of green with this uncomfortable looking paper on it. There was one thing that I hadn't been expecting though and that was the absolutely gorgeous looking doctor. I had never seen such a good-looking man before in my life. He had long almost floor length pale blond hair that was neatly pulled back into a pony tail. His skin was a little on the pale side but it had this sort of ethereal glow. His eyes were an enchanting violet that seemed to pull me in. His lips looked so incredibly soft and just plump enough. I don't know if it was the doctor or some type of gas to make you calm down for the doctor but I felt as if I was going to faint. How could one person be so utterly breathtaking? Don't get me wrong, Seimei is attractive and Kio's cute but not like this. In a part of my mind, I realized that I had stood there for about a couple of minutes just staring at him but I didn't care. I was content with standing there for the rest of my life as long as I could look at him some more. However, something finally clicked in my head that staring at someone wasn't exactly the best way to make a first impression. I even think someone was calling my name…
"…Agatsuma-san? Agatsuma-san? Are you okay?" Nanako's voice finally broke through my trance and I realized the current situation I was in once again. Well first of all I had ended up in a chair – that was news to me – and also the doctor, Nanako, and even Kio were looking at me with mixtures of concern and confusion on all of their faces. The doctor seemed to have some other emotion his face, was it…amusement?
"U-uh…oh! Sorry, I think I spaced out for a little bit, sorry about that! Umm l-let's get on with…with the uh examination, alright?" I stuttered out while nervously getting out of the chair and moving to the other one designated for the patients.
"Are you sure you're all right Soubi? When you were spaced out, you kept staring at the doctor… It was weird and I think you had, like, a total black-out 'cause you started drooling a little…" Kio commented as he started walking back out with Nanako in front of him. "Anyway, I hope you're okay now, see you in an hour or so!" With that the two shut the door behind them which left Disraeli-sensei and me alone.
"Well, that was interesting. Care to talk about what just happened before we begin?" He asked with a smile. God his voice was perfect and I thought his face was beautiful enough as is but that smile made it 100 times better. I couldn't even fight the blush creeping into my cheek, he was just so…is there another word for completely perfect?
"No I'm fine now. I was just…reacting to something I saw when I came in the room, that's all" I managed to say confidently. How did that happen?
"Hmm, do you mind sharing just what it was that you were reacting to?" He asked in that melodic voice of his. Wait, was that a smirk on his lips?
"Uhh…it was this p-picture behind you. It's very nice…" I said while averting my eyes to said picture.
"Thanks, Nanako picked them all out. She wants to re-do everything all over again though" He chuckled to himself. "She's always changing things…"
"Is there a relationship between those two." I thought to myself as I studied his face.
"Well with that, let's begin the examination!" He said after a few seconds.
"Now I'm going to leave the room and you need to undress and put this robe on so it will be easier for me to check you, okay?" He asked while setting this papery looking robe on the chair next to me.
"S-sure, sounds good" I said nervously.
"Alright, I'll be back in about 5 minutes." He said and then left with a small smile and wave.
I quickly changed out of my clothes and into the robe so I would have enough time to organize everything. I folded my clothes into a neat pile on the chair and quickly fixed my hair in the small mirror above the sink. The second I sat down, a knock came from the other side of the door signaling Disraeli-sensei's presence.
"Come in!" I called out. The door opened to reveal him in all of his glory.
"The robe looks good on you" He joked while sitting in the chair he used before.
"T-thanks" I replied while nervously, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear.
"No problem. Okay, are you ready for your check-up?" He asked while putting on rubber gloves. Rubber gloves?
"U-umm…well I've never been to the doctor's before so…can you tell me what exactly happens?" I asked timidly.
"Sure, we'll first I'm going to ask you some questions about your overall health like whether or not you have asthma or anything else" He looked me in the eyes with that. Could he be referring to my abuse? "Then I examine you by checking your blood pressure, height and weight, vision, and finally I ask you more in-depth questions about your situation. Like if you have any bruising or more serious injuries. I promise it will be fine and by the end of the day we will have become a lot closer. Okay?"
I looked down at my hands as I processed what he just said. It sounded safe but what did he mean by 'we will become closer by the end of the day'? He wasn't going to see anything, right?
"…Alright, let's start" I said reluctantly.
'Might as well get this over with…'
He got up from his chair and walked the short distance over to me. He still wore that small, gentle smile which made me feel like little electric currents were running all across my body.
He first checked my ears and eyes with this half-flashlight half-magnifying glass, then he asked me a supposed check-up question.
"So do you have any respiratory problems? Asthma? Bronchitis? Do you smoke?" He asked the questions while feeling the sides and front of my neck.
"Well I do smoke, I have for about 5 years and I don't know about that other stuff…"
"I see, I strongly recommend that you quit smoking, it's so horrible for your health and could give you this disease called lung cancer which can kill you. I'll check later if you have any of the other problems that I asked about, now open your mouth and say 'ahh'" He commanded with a flat wooden stick in his hand.
With a confused look on my face, I obeyed his odd command and opened my mouth.
"Ahhhh" I moaned and he laid the stick thing on my tongue and pressed down. He also took out a small flashlight and shone it in my mouth. I wonder what he was looking at?
"Ok you can close your mouth now" He said with another small grin on his face.
"So what was that for?" I asked as he went back over to the counter where all of his materials and such were.
"That was to check your tonsils and the condition your throat is in. Besides the obvious damage smoking has done to your throat, there's nothing too dangerous looking back there. I still recommend that you quit smoking…" He said with a hint of disappointment and for some reason it made me feel really guilty inside. "Alright, almost done. Now just sit up straight and take a deep breath…good job now out. In…and out. In…and out. Last time, in…and out." He moved this weird rubber thing with a cold metal disc at the end over my back and chest. I guess it was to check my lungs some more but it was so damn cold! I can't deny the fact that just having his hands there made it a little bearable.
"Alright come over here now and step on this scale so I can check your weight, have you ever used a scale before?" He asked while I got up and stood on this weird T shaped scale.
"Not one like this, I'm pretty sure I've used the smaller version" I answered while he moved these sliding tools over the many numbers.
"This is the same thing just the…more complicated version of it." At this he smiled another one of his now trademark smiles. "Ok now turn around so I can check your height."
I did as he said and I felt a slight shudder through the scale. When he told me that I could step off, I noticed a type of measuring stick being shoved back into the scale.
"Your weight is average for your age and your height is a little above it but that's fine. The last thing I have to check is your blood pressure and then we can move on with the appointment" He stated while writing some things on a piece of paper.
"Alright" I said. This went by really fast, and here I thought it would take hours.
Jizabel took out a large armband looking device with a spring coiled tube connected to it. He wrapped it around my upper arm and then started squeezing this rounded pump. After a few seconds my arm started feeling really tight as he pumped more.
"Ouch…" I mumbled to myself but I guess he heard as he then chuckled quietly.
As my arm finally started to throb uncomfortably, the pressure gradually went down. He then pulled out the rubber tube with the cold, metal disk and placed it on the crook of my arm for about 30 seconds. He didn't say anything while he was doing that, he just stared at the clock behind me as I felt the blood rush through my veins.
When he removed the device, he wrote on that paper again before finally turning to me.
"Your blood pressure is surprisingly good despite your smoking habit." He said while looking me in the eye. "And sorry about that pain, as you just experienced, it goes away soon."
He then stood up with his papers in hand and the rubber thing round his slim neck.
"And since that was the last thing I had to check, we're done! That wasn't so bad right?" Jizabel asked with a grin.
"I-It actually wasn't that bad…" I said after thinking over my response and in all honesty, the check-up was fine. Everything went smoothly and I got to see his beautiful smile multiple times throughout the entire thing.
"Great! Well now you can change back into your own clothes – just leave the robe on the chair – and then meet me in the other room down the hall. It's the door that says 'Therapy Room' on the sign, okay?" He instructed while moving to the door.
"Alright, see you there!" I said with a smile. With that he left the room leaving me to follow out his orders.
-Jizabel's POV-
I closed the door behind me with my patient's last comment and walked over to the Therapy Room. As I lowered myself onto the leather desk chair designated for me my thoughts roamed over to my new patient, Soubi. When he first entered my office, I had to admit he was a very attractive man. His sandy blond hair almost put my own hair's length to shame. His violet eyes framed by those slim glasses made them extremely captivating as he was staring at me for the first time. It was like I was being hypnotized even though I could tell he felt the same way…or at least I hoped he did. I felt like I was falling or even drowning in those endless violet orbs of beauty. No one before has made me feel like I was about to faint even though I was sitting down. He is just so utterly breath-taking…
Shaking myself mentally for thinking such absurd thoughts about my patient, I then brought my attention to the topic at hand which was the following therapy meeting with Soubi.
He reviewed his physical analysis quickly taking note about the bruises along his neck and back areas. Soubi didn't seem too shy about the fact that I saw them even when I noticed the bruises on his legs and arms. Other patients would usually shy away in situations like this but Soubi seemed perfectly calm.
'He must have been waiting for help a long time…' I thought with a sigh. I placed the file on the desk next to me and placed my head in my hands while trying to think.
As I thought silently about how to go about this session, a soft knock sounded from the other side of my door.
"Come in!" I called out as I lifted my head up. Expecting Soubi to enter I stood and started my pre-rehearsed greeting for the beginning of the session.
"Take a seat over there and we-"
"It's just me Jizabel-niisan" Nanako greeted with a smile.
"Oh, Nana-chan, I thought it was Soubi-san. What do you need?" I asked with a slightly curious look.
"I just wanted to see how the check-up with Soubi-san went? I mean considering the whole passing out issue…" She stated nonchalantly.
"It went pretty well considering the fact that he's never been to the doctor's before. I loved how he kept questioning whatever I was doing. When I took my stethoscope out, he looked at it like it was an alien. Hilarious!" I chuckled at the memory of his face.
I could hear Nanako laughing slightly at her rest on the edge of the patient dedicated couch.
"Ah, well besides that, everything went smoothly but one downside is that he's a smoker. Has been for 5 years. I wonder if it's related to his abuse…" I said while shaking my head slightly.
"I'm sure it's quite possible but I'll leave the specific's to you during your special therapy time." Nanako joked with a playful smile.
"Yes that's what it's called Nana-chan…" I said with a smile to match her's. "Hey Nana-chan, have you heard from Katsutoshi-san recently?"
Nanako's face darkened slightly at the mention of his name.
"N-No…I haven't…Thank god, right?" Nanako joked darkly.
"Yes…well you know I'm always here for you right?" I said with a sincere and honest expression on my face.
"Y-Yeah, I know. You're like my big brother, of course you'll always be there for me…Well I'm going to back to my desk now, that Kio-san is really nice." She said with a wink.
"Watch yourself Nana-chan, he looked a little weird to me…" I said with mock concern on my face.
"Don't work Nii-san, I'll get you if anything weird happens. Have a good session!" Nanako said cheerily and then she left soon after.
I sank back into my chair and not long after I started to worry about Soubi, another knock sounded from the door.
"Come in!" I called out.
Soubi entered after I called for him to enter.
"Sorry I took so long, Kio stopped me before I took two steps out of the office. He's so anxious about this whole thing…" He said apologetically.
"That's fine, I got a little caught up as well. It seems we both have very noisy friends." I smiled a little of the previous chat with Nanako.
"Alright, let's get started."
"S-Sure!" He said with the same tone that he used when the first stage of examination began.
'Alright, let the mind probing begin' The two thought simultaneously.