If I Could Do You One Right...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

(Part 1)

~( A little bit ahead, but don't worry about it)~

~Shinobu's POV~

I was triple checking the list over and over. Technology may be too behind to treat a lot of what demon's can do to people, but with everything the Kocho name has aspired to be, there's no form or type of medicine I shouldn't know about. Even still I look over this least of herbs, blooms, salts, molds, fungi, and the occasional venom I plan to use to treat the patients of this estate. The Kochos have always been doctors and have enjoyed a network of clinics that we used to make time for ourselves. However with my new found purpose my very home has become the one and only clinic I attend to. Not that I now find myself with so much free time without. Which is why I haven't torn my eyes from this grocery list of ingredients I need to get before the end of the week. While it's nice that I can request a Kokushi to find these things for me, it means that this list is no more or less. If I miss anything I might not notice until it is far too late.

It is kind of funny how stressed looking at this feels now. Ever since the estate fell under my care I had been doing this without so much as a second glance. Yet that was all able to change so quickly and now I find myself walking out of my office to yell, "Y/N-kun! Darling? I need you to give this a once over to make sure I'm not missing anything." I must admit, I wasn't the most comfortable with Y/n's aid. I wouldn't trade it for how we operated before, but the stress of having to rely on another person for the prescriptive care of a patient can not go unsaid. I did have Aoi do nursing work, but I had a hard time entrusting her with developing medicine. The same could be said for Y/n, but... things happen.

And so I'm walking around the estate like a sleepy child forgetting where their room is, one timid step in front of the other. I've gotten used to him being able to disappear and appear like a ghost. He says he's always been able to do this, but even Uzui recognizes his oddly specific talent. I check all the corners and don't go very long without checking behind me. Yet, I still spooked myself when he seemed to just appeared in front of me. His frame stood still like a statue and stood so close to me I jumped and prepared to kill him before I calmed myself down enough to just be short with him.

"Oh my Y/n-kun, You better be taking my CPR lessons to heart or you are going to get one angry haunted lover on your hands." I smile at him, and his own makes me think he isn't even listening to me. Just to make sure I step even closer until realizing there was a plate in his hands. An odd assortment that I'm sure will all be explained to me with the kind of enthusiasm that's begrudgingly seduced me before.

He started with a kiss, pulling one hand with the plate away so the other could lift my chin so he had full access to my lips. I know what this is. His occasional way of asking for a, for a lack of a better word, suggestive question. I left it to him to lead me once he dropped his hand to hold mine gently. If the kiss wasn't enough the look he gave me confirmed I indeed tasted a question on his lips, and while I don't know the specifics, I know he just asked me to trust him. I rolled my eyes internally but still nodded apparently giving him permission to grin a goofy grin as he led me back into the room which happened to be where we bed the patients. And to my initial horror they were all gone.

"Aoi helped me take them to a fellow corps collaborator with a medical background." Ever quick to dispel my worries. Still I don't like the idea that I can't monitor my patients or facilitate their care at my convenience. When I voiced this he huffed sighed and said," Butterfly, look, tomorrow, if you really want to, we can drop by and see how their doing." I wasn't entirely settled and it didn't go unnoticed." Oh, which reminds me-" he pulled a small paper from a pocket and hands it to me. "- they actually had a few words for you before they left." I raised an eyebrow at him but was too curious to dismiss that letter.