InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ To Make A Wish ❯ Chapter 4

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

CHAPTER 4

As soon as Keade got out of the car, the quiet was almost overwhelming. She didn't like the idea of just sitting there waiting for someone to help her. She tried telling Keade she could manage, but Keade refused to listen.
“That is it, I'm not sitting here any longer, I'm not a little girl, and I can get in the hospital all on my own.” She mumbled to herself, while steadying her shaking hands.

Just as she was reaching the handle to open the door, she spied Keade walking towards the car. She couldn't help but notice the man following behind her. “Where in Kami's name did Keade find him?”

Opening the door Keade said “Kagome this nice young man is going to help you out.” while giving me a reassuring smile.
“Actually I'm Dr. Tashio.” Sesshomaru said leaning down looking into the car.
“Do you think you could lift and swing your legs out the door? Which foot did you hurt?” He questioned Kagome, while trying not to look her in the eye.
“I hurt my right.” Kagome whispered also trying to avoid looking straight at him.

Kagome lifted and swung her legs out of the car, when he put his hands on her knees to help guide them out, she couldn't help the blush that swept across my body.
“What am I blushing for, he's a doctor. Oh that's right, this mans hot.” Her mind screamed.

“Alright, now let's stand, but keep all your weight on your left foot. I'm going to place my hands on your waist and pivot you into the chair.” He said making sure to keep his eyes on her feet.

She stood outside of the car and was pivoting when she started wobbling. He tightened his grip and steadied her before sitting her in the chair. This time he couldn't help but look up and see her face. “She's beautiful”', He said to himself.

She couldn't help the blood rushing to her face once again. “His eyes, Amber with flecks of gold, I don't think I've ever seen such a color”. She thought to herself.

“Well should we get her inside Doctor?” Keade questioned, but she saw the look they gave each other and couldn't help but smile.

Sesshomaru quickly moved to the back of the chair and said “Let's get you in and look at that ankle.” while pushing her into the hospital. It was a short walk but He couldn't push the image of her face from his mind. “Ebony hair, blue eyes, porcelain smooth skin, her eyes just seem to pull me into there deep blue depths.”

She was silent for the short trip in; she just keep seeing those eyes. It had to be the light nobody has that color of eyes and that silver hair. Talk about a picture right out of a romance novel. She had to hit her head harder than she thought, this man can't be human.

The doctor helped her onto the exam table and walked out of the room. She turned to Keade and said “Will you please call Sango and tell her what happened? I don't want her to come home and get worried because I'm not there.”
Keade just nodded and said “I'll be right back; you just rest and let that nice looking doctor fix you right up!”
“Oh you think he was nice looking, I really hadn't noticed.” I told Keade, trying to give her a look of shock. Keade tilted her head to the side and gave me a devilish smile saying “I think you both noticed.”
“Why Keade, were you checking out that doctor?” I asked, while giving her my own smile.
“I may be old child, but I'm not dead! Now let me make that call” Keade said walking out of the room.

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He made his way back over to the desk and looked up at the clock. “Oh thank Kami my nightmare is over.” He whispered to himself.
“Yoshi my day is over send one of the other doctors look over that woman I just brought in.” He said, while walking to the lounge.
“Sure doctor, have a good night.” Yoshi called after him.

He opened his locker grabbed his coat and turned to walk out of the lounge. He paused just long enough in front of the mirror to remember what Miroku wrote. “One stop too make before I head home”. He thought heading out the door and making his way to the supply room, grabbing a surgical cap, placing it on his head and jogging out the hospital.

He raced to the subway hoping to catch the train before it left. He was happy to see he just made it. Stepping onto the train, he found an open seat and sat down with a plop. Resting his head against the glass, he started dreaming about a woman with long ebony hair and blue eyes.