Doctor's Appointment by Apherion

Physical for Sports

Title:

Doctor's Appointment

Author:

Apherion

A little A/N and grudging Disclaimer:

Hi, I know I haven't wrote too much lately-I've lain off all of my fan fictions at the moment when I got this idea.

So, I'm back! Oh, and by the way. I'm not completely sure if I have Kagome's friends' names right so, if I'm wrong, don't hesitate to ask!

I do not own Inuyasha, but I still haven't been sent a restraining order saying I can't aspire to!

Story:

Chapter 1: Physical for Sports

May 25, 2005

Day before the last day of school

"Students, as you may know. You will need a physical to play sports-Yes! Cheerleading is a sport Eri!" Kagome giggled as her friend put down her arm in a hurt way.

"But, Ms. Takahashi, why do we need them?" Eri, Yuka, Aiyumi asked together, making Kagome snicker into her hands when all of her friends asked. They shot her a, 'Don't think it's funny because your vocabulary's larger than ours' look, resulting in Kagome bursting into laughter. The whole class looked 'round to see where the noise was coming from and who was emitting it. Ms. Takahashi glared at Kagome and her friends.

"Students, settle down now. I'm well aware all of you know what physicals are, so I will not go into details. However, Misses Eri, Yuka, Aiyumi, and Kagome must find it amusing to be disrupting during fundamental negotiations, so I will see them in my office ten minutes before the bell rings."

"But we weren't!" Yuka protested. "We honestly don't know why we need them. We're in perfect health."

"I do not care if you have a phobia for doctors, you four. You will see a physician and get your physical, or you will not participate in any extra-curricular activity." Ms. Takahashi looked at her watch, "now will you four accompany me to my office. You others will go and change out of your gym clothes and back into your uniforms." Ms. Takahashi began her way to her office and Eri, Yuka, Aiyumi, and Kagome trudged after her, all gaining a detention and a warning referral.

Three months later...

Week before the first day of school

"Okay, Kagome told me she needed a physical for school...! Oh my goodness, I forgot!" Mrs. Higurashi cried aloud, knocking over a metal bowl that lay on the countertop. "Dear me!" She bent down and picked the bowl up quickly before grabbing the phonebook from another counter in the kitchen. Flipping through the book she reached for the wireless telephone and began dialing the numbers.

"Hello, thank you for calling Tokyo Family Care. How may I help you?" Said an elegant, cool, female voice.

"Hello, I'm making an appointment for my daughter, Kagome Higurashi," stated Kagome's mom with a business flare.

"It's spelled 'H-I-G-U-R-A-S-H-I' correct?"

"Yes."

"What is this appointment for?"

"A physical."

"Okay, how does today at four-thirty sound?"

"That's just fine, thank you."

"You're welcome." The line went dead on the other end and Mrs. Higurashi put the phone back in its holder.

"Kagome dear! I've just made the appointment for your physical." Mrs. Higurashi's voice floated all the way from the kitchen into Kagome's open-door bedroom. Kagome groaned. It was one week before September the first and she didn't want to even think about it.

"Okay, Mom!"

"It's toady at four-thirty!" Yet another groan, at least she could drive herself there. Kagome pushed herself off her bed and logged onto her computer. She looked on the screen and saw that Yuka was online as well.

Mesmeristicangel: Hi Yuka!

It took two minutes for a respond to come.

Entourage2: Hi Kagome!

Kagome started to type her reply, quickly, clicking the 'send' button.

Mesmeristicangel: I have to get my physical today groan

Again it took a couple of minutes for Yuka to reply.

Entourage2: agrees that has to suck big, btw I'm chatting with five other people

"Oh, so that's why..." Kagome began typing again.

Mesmeristicangel: Cool! And yes it does! I have to go though, my physical is at 4:30 PM, and I need to shower and do all that stuff

Yuka's reply was short and sweet.

Entourage2: Good luck! Don't fail!

Kagome started to laugh at the 'inside' joke that she and Yuka had had one day when both Eri and Aiyumi were out 'sick' one day last year.

Mesmeristicangel: I'll try not to. Mesmeristicangel has logged off

Kagome stood up and walked into her bathroom, shedding her clothes, and stepping into the shower. She turned the knobs until the water was medium-hot and she stood up to feel the droplets wash over her body. It felt so good, she didn't want to move, but she grabbed her Matrix shampoo and squeezed a dime-sized amount into her right palm. Rubbing both hands together she began to work the product through her silky hair. Stepping back into the continuous flow of water she washed out the soap completely. She repeated this with her conditioner and with her Bath and Body Works Cherry Blossom body wash, except she used it on her body instead of her hair.

Turning off the water she dried herself off with one of the many pink towels that she had in a cabinet beside her sink. She blow dried her midnight hair and put on a robe. She opened her closet full of clothes and shoes, looking for something to wear. She couldn't wear what she had on before the shower because, gross! You don't wear the same clothes after a shower! She pulled out a dark pink skirt with coral mesh above the dark pink, to go along with the skirt, she brought out a turquoise blue tank top. Sure, she was going to the clinic, but who said she couldn't turn a few heads on the way there?

After pulling on her undergarments and her outer ones she stepped back into the bathroom where she began to put on some mascara and medium-rose eye shadow. She added a little gloss to her lips, drawing them out just enough. She then grabbed her brush. She held her hair in one hand and brushed it up with the other. It was approximately five inches before it was directly at the top of her head. Taking a hair tie, she wrapped the elastic band five times over her tresses. Dividing the hairs flowing out of the ponytail, she grabbed a section in each hand pulled, tightening the elastic on her hair. She opened a drawer and pulled out a dark pink ribbon, matching her skirt. Tying the ribbon over her hair band into a bow, she winked at the mirror and walked out of the bathroom.

Amazingly she was done on time. Slipping on some pink flip-flops, she rushed out of the house, grabbing her car keys as she flew out the door. Starting up her blue convertible Corvette, she pulled out of the driveway and sped on to the doctor's clinic. Two long red lights later and a lot of flirtatious boys she was there, her hair slightly wind swept, but since it was pulled back, it didn't really show.

The automatic doors opened with the usual ruckus they made when they opened. She was reading all of the kanji fast looking for the one that said 'Appointments'. She walked up to the counter and gazed at a woman no older than twenty-six in a vaguely revealing outfit. Crimson pink eyes stared at her from under short and sleek jet-black hair. The woman looked like one of the famous models she, Eri, Yuka, and Aiyumi always admired, yearning for their bodies to look that good.

"May I help you?" She said, her voice barely high-pitched, but girly just the same. Her tone sounded exactly like she was saying, 'what are you doing here? I don't have time for people when I'm focusing on my looks.' Kagome just stood there, the woman held a nail file in her right hand, gazing at her left hand, making sure no nails had broken off in the past minute, and a blood red comb sat on top of twelve inches of folders.

"C'mon now, I don't have all day," she snapped impatiently.

"Oh, right." Kagome just remembered why she was there. "I'm here for my physical," Kagome said offhandedly.

"Last name?" She asked, trying to sound patient, but failing miserably.

"Higurashi. H-I-G-U-R-A-S-H-I," Kagome recited for her. The woman moved from the front of the counter, all the way to the computers out of Kagome's line of vision. She came back five minutes later with a clipboard to fill out.

"Your appointment was with Dr. Taisho, correct?" Kagome racked her brain.

"Yes."

"Please sit down, and fill that out." Kagome took the pen the woman waved in front of her and sat down; filling out each of the questions, pulling out the insurance card her mom had given her. When Kagome went to give the receptionist the card and the form, the lady conversed impatiently to a silver-haired man with amber eyes. Kagome tilted her head to the left; she wasn't even paying attention to what the woman was talking to him about. He looks so mysterious, she observed as her eyes began to gloss over his hair. Strange...I've never seen anyone dye his or her hair that color, and why is it so long? He caught her gaze for a moment before turning back to the receptionist. She looked at the golden eyes, mesmerized by the shocking color. Are those contacts? They haven't come out with black, let alone amber!

Somehow, she was being a little too obvious in checking out the silver and amber man, who had also taking up in looking at her, himself. Kagome blushed and the woman coughed annoyingly to get Kagome's attention.

"You need something?" Honestly, why even apply for the job if she's too wrapped up in herself or guys to bother with other people?

"Uh...yes, I finished filling out the form you gave-" Kagome goggled that the woman had the nerve to snatch the papers and the insurance card right from her hands. The woman picked a stick of gum from the container and popped it into her mouth.

Smacking audaciously, she reviewed the papers with the arrogance that she herself could've done a better job, but no matter. The woman went around to the back room, not emerging for minutes.

"It's all in order." She spoke, cracking the pink gum like it was going out of style.

"Yura!" A voice came from the back room, stern and annoyed.

"What now?" She asked in whiney voice. An old, but nurturing looking woman came out. The words were written on the woman's face, Kagome cringed as much on the inside as she wanted to on the outside. Kagome half expected the old woman to start boxing the receptionist's ears.

"What have I told you about chewing gum in the back room?" The old crone's fury was evident in her voice, though nothing seemed to retaliate out of the slight façade she had over her face.

"So? Your point? I've done it plenty of times before, Kaede." Yura said shrugging, taking the chewed pink gum out of her mouth and putting it in the trash bin. Kaede huffed and walked back to the room, while Yura shoved the Blue Cross Blue Shield card into Kagome's hand. "We'll call you when the doctor's ready." And with that she waved Kagome to a chair, like shooing a fly. When Kagome sat down, she could see Yura filing her nails, chewing on another piece of the Extra gum.

Oh boy. This will be so much fun. I hate being so freaking impatient! Kagome listened to the hundreds of names called, none including the name Higurashi or Kagome or even Erika, her middle name. Sighing, Kagome slouched in her chair, longing for her name to be called. The sensitive sliding glass doors opened regularly and Kagome was silently begging for someone to turn them off because of the irritating noise they made when they opened.

"... Higurashi, Kagome..." Kagome hopped up and waited for the nurse to give her the directions to the next waiting room. Goody. "Down the hall, to the right, Miss Kagome." Kagome walked slowly down the hall, just as the nurse had said. God, this is so lame. Why did Mom have to screw up and wait till the last minute for this? Sitting down in a blue chair in the off-white, paint splattered waiting room; Kagome just sat there. The TV was on the news channel, talking about what the President of the United States was doing about a hurricane that happened in New Orleans, Louisiana.

"... And in other news, the rock band Эklipse has reached its third week atop the music list..." Kagome sighed; that was one of her favorite American bands, and nearly everyone loved them here in Japan. They were due to perform a concert in Tokyo, but it would take a miracle to get tickets. The gothic appearances of the girls were quite unique. Kagome found them quite interesting as well as their music deep and calming...if you were calmed by metal and hard rock, that really wasn't hard rock or metal because of how depressing and sad their songs are. Hence the gothic looks.

Keres had red hair and wore it on top of her head; she looked the most vampiric of the whole group; she is the pianist and lead singer number one. Crestline is the drummer, the darkest of the whole group and wildest. Rica is the electric guitarist and the backup singer, original, but keeps it simple. Pike is the bass guitarist and also likes to keep things simple. Their CD, The Other Half Of Me, would make you think twice about judging someone or crying over your mistakes. Mostly, all of their stuff was appalling, that's why Kagome loved the group. They weren't afraid to say things about the populations of High School, the idiots that called themselves men, and all other things that would make Rica's mom scream.

A slap echoed through the almost empty waiting room. An angry voice sounded off.

"Keep your hands to yourself, Miroku!" Kagome located the startled woman and the cornered man. Both were wearing white coats, bearing an I.D. card with a picture of the owner on it, as well as the name. Kagome squinted at the name on the girl's card and it read Sango Allah M.D. that was the only thing readable from the distance she was reading at. Kagome's eyes scanned the male's coat for his I.D. and snickered when she heard the woman slap him again when he said something in a possible defense mechanism. Finding the small card she read it quickly: Miroku Houshi M.D. Well that makes sense, they both work together.

"Miss Higurashi, the doctor's ready for you." Kagome nodded at the nurse that had walked up to her and followed the woman to room 215. Nodding at Kagome the nurse walked back off, probably to scold the two people that had started to row as they walked off in the other direction. Kagome opened the door and sat down in one of the chairs, waiting...again, to get her physical and leave the place. Grabbing Teen People magazine, she buried her nose in the thing.

"Higurashi, Kagome is it?" Kagome jumped about a foot in the air. The magazine dropped to the floor, Kagome didn't hear him... Him? She looked up just to make sure her speculations were true. Yes, they were. Dr. Taisho was male.

"I didn't mean to startle you," he said. She didn't hear him enter; it was the same one with dyed white hair and the amber colored contacts, or his real eyes, she realized, as she looked him over. But that can't be, he was slightly shorter, only an inch or two, but still shorter. As was his hair, it was to the middle of his back, the other's hair was tied back and was past his back.

"How's there are two of you?" She asked, perplexed. The doctor laughed.

"Was he talking with the receptionist?"

"Yes, but what does she have to do with it?"

"Oh, everything. Yura's been trying very hard to get my brother's attention for quite some time now." He chuckled some more and Kagome read his card: Inuyasha Taisho M.D. "I'm sure you want to get this physical over with now, huh?"

"But...but you can't be serious! You're a guy!" Kagome cried aloud, unable to restrain herself.

"And your point is?" Sounding a lot like Yura, that he is. "Let's start with filling out the form." He took a seat in front of her and grabbed his clipboard and a pen. "Okay, do you get out of breath during an exercise?"

"Does running count?"

"I take that as a 'no'. Do you feel faint during an activity?"

"Does looking at a hot guy count?" Inuyasha laughed joyfully.

"Another no then." And they went through the list, Kagome coming up with some snide remark to each question, in turn making Dr. Taisho laugh. It was, in Kagome's opinion, easier going through the questions with Inuyasha Taisho M.D. interrogating you.

"Okay, you're finished with that. Now, for the real examination." The doctor said, grabbing his stethoscope.

"Do you have to examine me?" Kagome asked, pleadingly not to let him, the questions were fine, but actually having him touch her. The only man to touch her was her brother, and he didn't really count. And no matter how many attempts Hojo had made, he always came out short.

"It is my job, Kagome." He said. And they proceeded with the physical. She had to bend over and he ran his hand up her spine, sending a tingling sensation though her body, making her feel a little more uncomfortable. She had to walk like a duck from one side of the room to the other. She had to lie down on the table and he poked her stomach a thousand times until he was satisfied that nothing was hurting her. After he did this she sat up, feeling slightly dizzy and off balanced.

"You passed, Kagome!" He said, signing off on the form. He walked her past the second waiting room, where Kagome heard Dr. Houshi, Dr. Allah, and the nurse quarreling in the hallway, to the exit, where Kagome could see and hear Dr. Taisho's brother was talking to a girl with the same silver hair and amber eyes, but shorter than the two males, about three inches shorter than herself. She read the I.D. on Inuyasha's brother first: Sesshoumaru Taisho M.D. She then took a look at the girl's I.D. card and wanted to cry. Shiori Taisho M.D.

Three! There's three Taisho's! Oh. My. God! How is it I didn't get examined by the female? Apparently what she was thinking was all over her face, and the eldest, she summarized being Sesshoumaru, was smirking arrogantly at her, like he knew more about her, than she did. She strode out of the building with as much posture that she could muster and got in her metallic blue Corvette. She just sat there for a few minutes, regulating her breathing, getting her blushing face to turn back to it's normal state. That look Dr. Sesshoumaru Taisho had given her... Shaking her head she started her car and drove home with the papers safely in her glove box.