-1Inuyasha woke with a start from the nap he was taking on his papers to the sounds of screams from one of his patients. He hastily grabbed his keys and went to see what the problem was, grabbing a nurse he practically ran to room 112.

"Make it stop! No, no, nooooo!!" The screaming was increasing in volume and the intervals between were shortening. Stepping into the room it was pure chaos, Kagome was in an almost impossible shape on the bed screaming while Rin, her roommate was huddled in a corner. Inuyasha rushed to the older girl's side and gave her a sedative that would put her into a dreamless state and crouched next to the smaller girl who was by now, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet, muttering.

"Rin's been a good girl. Rin doesn't want to be punished. Rin won't do it again." sighing, he sat on the floor by her and wrapped one arm tentatively around her shoulders and began doing the only thing that would placate the small female. He began singing and rocked with her. At the sound of his smooth tenor the older girl, who had been whimpering, quieted and Rin seemed to calm slightly as well. He finally calmed her enough to put her back to bed and she soon fell into a deep slumber as he gave small contented growls that absorbed into her small frame.

Making it back to his office, he finished filling out any excess paperwork and began to do rounds before he sent the night nurse home, claiming that he no longer needed her presence and she looked tired anyway. She gladly acquiesced and fled the grounds before he could change his mind, the thought almost made him smile. Inuyasha heaved a sigh, it'd been over two months since he'd had reason enough to truly smile. Closing his eyes, he sat back and just listened to the sounds that now made up his existence.

He heard her before she got close, but refused to open his eyes until she was almost directly behind him. She gasped as suddenly she was staring into perfectly amber orbs that seemed ready to suck her very soul into their depths.

"You, little girl, are supposed to be in bed." he whispered as if afraid to ruin the 'moment' they'd established.

"Why're you still here, don't you have a life?" she smirked at his misery. They sat side by side for a while in comfortable silence and just watched as night faded into a semi-day. "I used to sit up with my brother each morning and we'd go on the roof, or wherever we were at the time and just watch the stars fade." he couldn't help but look at her from the corner of his eye.

"What happened?" he tentatively questioned. As he tried to seem as nonchalant as possible so as not to scare her into silence.

"There was a fire, mama had him trapped. I managed to escape, by the time I realized he wasn't outside…" she suddenly threw herself at him and began to sob uncontrollably. Not knowing quite what to do he stiffened slightly before bringing his hand up behind her head and wrapping an arm around her waist in a vague effort to comfort the distraught young woman. "They c couldn't…couldn't save him" she hiccupped.

"Hey, Hey" he tried to get her attention, "It's not your fault, you couldn't have known." he rubbed her back a little and let out a few small purr-like sounds, they had the desired effect as the girl in his arms began to chuckle at his antics.

Morning, and Sesshoumaru found the two sliding up and down the corridors on stocking-ed feet. The two ended up on the freshly polished floor, laughing up at the stoic doctor before them.

"And what, pray tell is the cause for such a display so early in the day?" he inquired while lifting one finely designed eyebrow. The two had yet to stop laughing, which made replying that much harder. Inuyasha decided to follow suit as the older doctor continued on his way.

"Don't be such a sourpuss! We were just having a bit of fun!" he exclaimed, grabbing hold of his brother's arm.

"And oh what a little bit of fun can lead to." He scoffed before turning once more to continue onward towards his office. Inuyasha was slightly stunned as well as angered, he was about to follow the older man when he felt a hand on his arm in a silent plea to let it go. They walked in a comfortable silence until they reached the point in their travels where they had to part.