Disclaimers: None of the characters belong to me. sigh They belong to Takaya Natsuki.
A/N: This is my first Fruits Basket fic. I love Hatori! And I think that Ayame and Hatori makes the most wonderful couple. L
NEways, I hope the characters aren't OOC. S
I sighed and held the receiver away from my ears as Ayame began talking at rapid speed about who knows what. I never understood why Ayame liked to phone me and just start blabbing about things that just happened to him.
"What's wrong Tori-san! Are you ok! Are you sick!"
"…" I did have a cold but the last thing I wanted to do was admit it to Ayame, "I'm fine."
"Are you sure? Because usually when people cough they're sick. You sure you don't have a cold or a sore throat? Maybe an itchy throat? Actually come to think of it there is another reason people cough. Because they want to catch someone's attention. Is that what you want? Because if it's my attention you want, you got it!"
The extent to which Ayame can talk without taking a breath never creases to amaze me, "It's just-"
I coughed again in mid-sentence.
He let out a cry of alarm, "Tori-san, you are sick! Coughing once I can dismiss but twice! And obviously it wasn't to catch my attention. I'll come right over! Wait for me Tori-kun!"
There was a beeping sound from the other line, "…"
I sighed and hung up the phone.
10 seconds later Ayame rushed in with a trail of dust behind him, "Tori-kun! Are you ok!"
He put his hand on my forehead, "Oh, no! You got a fever! You're sick! Why are you sitting here, working, and with an open window!"
He picked me up firemen style and carried me to my room before I could say a word. He put me onto the bed.
"I told you I'm fine. I got work to do."
"Tori-kun, I understand. You have lots of patients to take care of, but how can you be expected to take care of others when you, yourself is sick?" Ayame asked, "you have to take care of yourself first. So what do you say?"
I couldn't help but nod, 'Usually the stuff that comes out of his mouth is mumble-jumble crap but every once in a while he gets serious and says some things that can't be disagreed with.'
"That's good. Don't worry, you'll get better soon because…" he ripped off his clothes to reveal a nurse outfit completed with a the hat and braided hair, "you got Nurse Aya to take care of you! What do you think? Do you like it! It's my own creation. I thought this is a suitable situation for me to wear it. Seeing how I'll be taking care of you and all…"
'I knew it. I knew it was too good to be true, too good to last.'
"Don't you find it ironic? How the doctor is sick? But worry not, for I'll take good care of you and nurse you back to health, Tori-kun," he said then did a swirl and strike a pose, "so what do you think? Does the color go well with me? Well, duh, everything goes well with me but do you like it? If I was applying to be a nurse would you hire me?"
'I'm a physician. I don't need nurses,' I thought, "No. I hate the outfit. Lose it."
Ayame grinned, "I knew you were secretly in love with me. So you want me to serve you naked, huh? It's understandable. How could anyone not love me? I'm every girls' and guys', for that matter, secret dream. You want to see my god-like body, eh? I shall get naked for you right now."
'Why? Why do I have to know him? Why?' I wondered and said, "Stop."
Ayame looked confused for a moment, as he froze in the middle of pulling the top of that outfit over his head and suddenly grinned.
'What is he grinning about now?'
"Oooooh, I get it. You want me to give you a slow, erotic, sensual, strip tease, ne? And not just pull my clothes off. What a baka I am," he said shaking his head.
'Why does he always misunderstand and twist my words?'
A/N: Pls, review and tell me what U think. Flames are welcomed.
Next chapter will be Ayame's POV and ppl come to visit.