sabina21: thanks will do.
kera69love: no I don't think they will, luck will find them a way out…or I will. 😉 and I do understand, I put that in there as I know of some people that have to work hard to balance that out and for the most part they do. In this case Mamoru has to learn how to do so without compromising his personal life.
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Trying again
Drabble 447
Mamoru POV
Nearly twenty calls already. Nearly twenty calls from the hospital today. It's my OFF day and almost twenty calls about my patients. You'd think that typing out a full length note of what to do with each patient I saw, a detailed list of their medications, what they took, why, what was done for them, what they did themselves, an entire medical report for the patients that I'd seen that day, you'd think that would be enough.
I detailed it out very analytically so that the staff wouldn't have to call me. I typed it up to avoid mistakes in hand written stuff, yet I've still gotten so many calls. How does this happen to an intern? I'm conscious that I'm becoming more sought after since I graduated early. I know that I have a higher achievement level than most. I'm aware that I was busting my ass so badly at work the last several months as it damn near cost me Usagi.
I'm also aware that they might haven't gotten used to me working so round the clock that the apartment I rented only gets cleaned up twice a week due to the lack of usage in it. I seriously started to debate on keeping it even if I was just going to be working nonstop. I knew being a doctor would be taxing. I knew that there were going to be disadvantages to the career field but I still need to sleep…eat…not see the same walls EVERYDAY.
Literally every day. I love saving people. To help those in need but I was doing such long shifts of 12-15 hours that I actually started to find stairwells and cubby's to sleep in for ten or fifteen minutes at a time. I wasn't even living at home, I was living at the hospital. Took me a while to figure out the reason why the other interns were able to get some modicum of sleep or food was due to giving their shifts to me.
Or in one guy's case, his dad being on the board of directors who he would call when he couldn't get his shift changed over. I don't even care what he was doing in his private time, but the dude could have at least understood that I needed some rest and relaxation too.
Now here I was on my off day and my twentieth call came in and I being that I was at Usagi's door I ignored it. I already responded to a few of them via text.
Answering questions that mostly were related to the detailed note I left. I sighed as I knocked on the door and saw that Usagi was wearing a nice off the shoulder shirt with some fit forming jeans that made me smile. She was always such a sight for sore eyes.
"Kami you look good." I stepped inside and kissed her breathlessly. I pulled her in even closer and enjoyed her sweet vanilla scent and tasted the slight bits of dark chocolate on her tongue.
"Making chocolate mousse for dessert?" I ask.
She looks to me baffled, "How'd you know? I just put it in the oven."
I smiled as I shut the front door and knocked off my shoes. "Cause you can never help but to nibble on some of the dark chocolate," I tease her as she grins at me.
"Partially your fault. My body chemistry changed when I was pregnant with our little ray of sunshine."
I nodded as I gave her the flowers I had behind my back.
She admires them, "Lilacs…they smell lovely."
I looked over and saw the kitchen, "I see we're having one of my favorites."
Curry. She had decided to combine the recipes of both Ikuko and Makoto and found a blend of both that was mouthwatering. I enjoyed both recipes but with Usagi's experimenting with them there was an amazing in-between that made it my favorite between the two.
"Yup, I figured after a long day at work you'd want something homemade on your stomach."
As she went to stir the food and started to load it onto the plates I felt my phone vibrating again. I was really starting to feel a bit upset at this. I took one look at the texting screen. Answer your phone! Was what the text said. I sighed as I listened to Usagi as she was telling me about her school day with the kids.
When I didn't get another buzz I was hoping that they figured it out. Once she served us both we sat down and were enjoying our meal. I had to admit that the next five minutes of smiling as we silently ate and enjoyed each other's company was blissful. That is till her phone rang…three times. She looked as startled as I did till she looked at the number, "I think it's for you."
I was baffled till I recognized the hospital's number. My irritation hit new levels.
"Why would they call me though?" she asked.
Irritation getting the better of me I snipped a bit, "Cause I've been ignoring most of their calls even though I left them a HIGHLY EXTENSIVE note on the patients from my last shift." I take her phone and answer, "What the actual - "
My voice isn't nearly enough of a boom as the doctor's is who makes me sound like a chirping pup compared to his big dog voice.
"WHY THE HELL HAVEN'T YOU BEEN ANSWERING ME?!" he demanded.
I try to NOT lose my cool. "Cause I've already responded to the texts and it's my night off." I remind him.
"Listen here Mr. Chiba, you are an intern which means when I call, when I text you bark, run and jump."
I can't help the sour expression on my face as Usagi looks over in mute irritation herself hearing bits of this. I walk a few feet away from her and ask, nearly demanding in lower tones, "What is the emergency?"
He huffs at me, "I'm the one who gives orders and demands not you."
I reign myself in, "Sir, what is the emergency, I gave the staff a full on report before I left out." I didn't understand what the problem was.
"I'm not going to read through a detailed report like that when I want to have it simply texted to me or told to me straight forward."
I felt like my jaw might break from strain of NOT asking 'THEN WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT OF HAVING US LEARN TO DO REPORTS?!'. "Sir if I may I left the staff there a highly detailed outline over everything to do with the patient's I worked on. There should be no issues."
I try my hardest to be understanding but it's NOT easy.
"My issue is that you are going off of a medical diagnosis that I didn't approve of."
I wracked my brain and recalled why. "Cause Dr. Barnest came in and gave a different diagnosis that fit the patient's profile better. They even ran the necessary tests for it to confirm said diagnosis and the patient was even responding to the treatment much more quickly than the previous one," I explained.
I recall that very well, it was why I got stuck on shift for another three hours last night. We had to confirm the new diagnosis to continue the new treatment.
"I see that it was your original diagnosis as well," The doctor snapped at me. Yes I will admit I noticed some symptoms that were previously disregarded as something else but also fit another prognosis so I went to Dr. Barnest and asked for her opinion. The tests all came back positive and she even gave me a metaphorical pat on the back for the deductions.
The same ones that this doctor was disregarding as not pertaining to his diagnosis. Plus Dr. Barnest even reached out to her supervisor who was even a friend of the doctor who was yelling at me, and told her that Dr. Lynopill sometimes takes issue with his ego getting checked. My going for another observation was probably seen as going behind his back but I really believed he was wrong on the diagnosis.
He wasn't far off BUT he wasn't 100% on point either. So if two other doctor's, one being his friend and long time golf buddy, said that I was correct over him then I knew I was in the right.
"Listen sir, I got an opinion that was just to double check things out. He wasn't responding to the treatment you gave him so I reached out and yeah…"
"You went behind my back and - " he snaps at me.
That's when a nurse comes in and tells him somewhat excitedly.
"Doctor, the patient is responding well to the new treatment. Far better results than the previous one," I heard her words and wisely kept my mouth shut. He shushed her away and his voice got low on the phone, "At the end of the day these are my patients do NOT ever do that again."
Now my eyes narrowed out, "With all do respect at the end of the day the patient's lives matter more than your bruised ego…"
I turn to look at my patient Usagi and see the expression of here we go again and it hits me.
I'm doing it again, "So you know what if you don't like that you can do whatever you want. What I'm going to do is request a new doctor to shadow me when I'M back at work and take more needed time off cause working as I have been, which is A LOT has already cost me lost time with my…my Usako. I won't lose anymore."
I hang up the call and silence my phone.
"Is everything okay?" Usagi asks.
I grab both phones and before turning them off ask, "Is our little bundle in the building?"
She nods, "With the neighbors for the night."
I smile. "Then she's within range if there's any issues. Till then let's enjoy dinner then DESSERT," I emphasize.
She smiles. "You sure?" she points to the phones.
"Yeah actually I am…," I look up to her. "Usagi I've already lost out on months with you…I can't lose anything more," I tell her my complete truth.
She nods, "I'm glad to hear it cause I didn't like to be away from you either…and that wow."
I realize she means the call now.
"Yeah that was a case…and you know what I'm serious about. I'm going to start shadowing someone else soon. Cause working as I have been, it's not good for the patients, me or anyone else."
She gives me a small smirk.
"What?" I ask.
"Nothing, it's just that I'm glad you're finally seeing what I was telling you a few months back."
I remember now. I was just highly irritated but she's right. She tried to tell me I was burning myself out too fast and how good am I to people if I'm burning myself out? I take my wine glass and raise it to hers, "To new beginnings, to a new doctor to shadow and soon enough, to HOPEFULLY more kids for us in the future."
I see the pink tinge on her face. "When we get there I'd like that." She raises her own wine glass as we each take a sip.
It takes very little time for us after that call to realize what we both want. The realizations, the acceptance of matters, and the knowing what needs to be done going forward has made for an impactful evening already.
"Care to join me for dessert?" Usagi asks as she gets up. I hear the oven going off.
"Yup," I smile as she lets it cool for a moment after it's out of the oven. I get up to go to the kitchen and see her preparing two plates for us.
"We don't need those."
She looks at me, "Yeah we do."
I smirk and grab two forks, "No we don't."
I take a forkful of the chocolaty treat and feed it to Usagi who moans in delight at it, "Careful it's a little warm still."
I take a bite and realize she's right.
"Yeah agreed."
Both of us got a laugh out of it as the chocolaty treat was a little too hot still.
"Perhaps waiting till it's had more than five minutes to cool down."
Usagi's suggestion hits me with a good laugh, "What you don't like to burn the roof of your mouth?" the sarcasm and joke deep in the statement.
She giggles as she takes a smaller bite then gives me a smaller one, "Not really…besides your tongue needs to remain intact for later on…"
The innuendo hits me harder than I thought it would. I start to give her a knowing expression as she gives me a sly grin.
"Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" I ask her as I take the pro-offered treat, less heated now but still very warm.
"Perhaps…," she hedges though in a way to make herself seem a little uninterested. A small sexy tactic of hers to get me to come to her. She sets the spoons down. "I think this needs a bit of time to cool down."
Then as she walks towards the living room she undoes the sides of her dress to reveal that it's an open ended robe like one that once it drops reveals her matching dark blue bra and panty set.
I quickly take off the tie I have on, the shirt that is nicely buttoned up, and the top few buttons of my bottoms before I begin to discard them as she turns around and slowly undoes her bra only to turn back around blocking me from seeing my breast friends again as she tosses the bra behind her towards me and goes to the bedroom. We may have had sex a couple of times already, but this is back in our marital bed.
I shuck off the rest of my clothes and meet up with her in the room where she's climbing on the bed. Her picture perfect round ass wearing the deceptively small thong that disappears just right between her cheeks make me hard for her. Harder than I already was. She curls up so petitely towards the front of the bed as she takes a pillow and hides her breasts before she beckons me to her.
Like a sailor at sea I willingly go to her, naked now as I encroach her on the bed. Coming together on OUR bed as it never should have stopped. I toss the pillow to the side and marvel at her D cup breasts that became D's the moment she had our daughter. We kiss passionately as she pulls me into her keep. I slip between her legs as easily as butter goes on bread and feel her heat as I press myself against her.
"I love you," I breathe out as she smiles, "I love you too."
I feel her warmth take over as I kiss a trail down her body and end at her crevice. Remembering her earlier words, I grin and spread her legs wider to accommodate my shoulders as I go to town on her. Her shouts of pleasure only increase as does my pace. My tongue lapping at her lower lips and suckling at them right before she grips at the bed sheets.
My view of her is amazing as I stick my tongue in and enjoy her flavor. It's heavenly and I haven't been able to enjoy this for months. Just as I can feel her nearing her peak I stop and see her face drowsily coming back to earth.
"Why'd you stop?" she asks,
"Cause we're not done yet."
Before she can ask what I mean by that I sit back up and slip my member into her, eliciting a cry of relief as I plunge into her.
She grips onto me tightly as I press myself into her. Our foreheads touch as we breath hard, her muscles tight against my shaft as she clings to me.
"I've missed you in our bed," she whimpers in low tones.
I take in gulps of air. "I've missed you everywhere."
I see her grin widening. "Just not when we're about to get nailed by the police."
I can't help but laugh a bit. "Yeah I guess we can't always get legally lucky to NOT go to jail," I agree.
It doesn't take me long to press into her. To move back and forth in a motion as old as the sea. I admit the sex at the restaurant on both occasions was fun and certainly wasn't a first for us but this, right now…as I feel our sheets beneath us. As I feel the weight of the mattress beneath us, the bounce of it as we begin to move together. As I feel her body bouncing back into mine from our shared movements.
As I feel her muscles tightening up around my shaft and feel her nails digging into my back, my shoulders, anywhere she's looking to gain traction. I'm enjoying every aspect of this love making as we move forward towards an amazing release. I pull her legs up and over my shoulders just as I lean in closer towards her. I see the look of utter adoration and love in her eyes and her face as I press forward to kiss her.
I continue to thrust deeply into her, feeling her muscles tightening up around me, feeling them encircle me with their powerful motions as I push and stretch her out with my thick length.
"Oh kami yes!" Usagi throws her head back with the pleasure being received as I push in that much harder. It's not till I realize I want to see her bouncing on me that I pull an uno reverse card on her, throwing her off.
In a flash I have her straddling me, yet not fully as I'm still on my feet. I push my hips up at her and press myself into and against her while her feet are now flat on the bed as she bounces up and down on me. The mid air thrusts get her riled up as I watch her breasts sway back and forth, her nipples tight and round as they beg for attention. I anchor myself for a little bit against the back of the metal headboard as I play with her breasts.
She moans in delight but obviously I can't keep up such a position so instead I tell her, "Play with your breasts." As I drop my hands back down to hold me up. Before my eyes she begins to play with her breasts. Rubbing her nipples as I watch the show. I lick my lips to the sight and want so badly to enjoy them for myself. I'll get them next time. Right now though, the pressure is getting to me.
I want her…badly. Thrusting up hard enough to knock her off her footed place on the bed, I pull her back down and begin a new rhythm of thrusting into her. The speed is taking off, her cries are getting louder, my vocals are rising up. I can feel her muscles beginning to clamp down on and around my shaft as I grunt and grit my teeth, feeling my seed rise to be within her once more. I feel her body twist and turn and before I know it I feel her wetness hit me hard right at the same time that my member explodes with my orgasm as well.
Both of us come within seconds of each other as I feel the urge to continue to keep pressing into her. It takes us both several seconds to come down from the high and even then we are not fully down. It's at least a few minutes before I dismount and settle beside her. I look over and see the bliss filled expression on her face. The one that I have missed seeing the one I've only seen twice now three times these last few weeks.
"I can't go without seeing that look again," I tell her.
"What look?" she asks.
I caress her face, "The one you're wearing now, the one of utter pleasure. The one that speaks of love."
She smiles, "It's easy to wear it around someone you love."
I feel the weight of her words. "I never stopped loving you," I admit.
"Nor I...I think we let foolish pride enter and it took off from there," she states.
"Not anymore," I retorted back fiercely. "And never again."
I reaffirm as I pull her in for another soul searing kiss.
