Title: The Doctor is In.
Characters: Itachi, Neji
Location: Itachi's office.
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: During the previous night, Neji got a rather nasty bruise breaking up a fight between patients. Itachi decides to take a look at it.
Day/Time: Day Ninety-one / Mid-afternoon
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Let me check you wounds. )
His promise to Lee was easier to accomplish, now that he actually had a reason to go and see a doctor, though he hadn't expected the doctor to talk to him first.
Once he reached the door, Neji carefully moved his long bangs to hide the bruise from sight, lifting his other hand to knock on the door.
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Neji watched Itachi adjust his glasses again, lowering his arms against his sides and feeling another flush starting to creep across his cheeks.
``I'll remember that, Doctor.`` He bowed his head to halfway hide the blush, lifting his free hand to tuck some of his bangs behind his ear, allowing the unhurt side of his face to be revealed.
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He smiled at Neji, watching as he got ready to leave.
"I do mean anytime. Don't worry about interrupting my work. Nothing is more important that the well being of my patients, or my co-workers."
His smile grew a little bigger, crinkling his eyes.
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He found it hard to not smile back, though his was gone just as quick as it had come. It wasn't something he was use to.
``Thank you again,`` murmured the brunet, doing his best to not flush brighter and turning to start towards the door.
Neji stopped though, hand falling back to his side while he glanced back over his shoulder. `` . . . I don't think I got your name.``
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"How rude of me. I am Uchiha Itachi. My apologies for not introducing myself earlier."
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``It is no problem, Doctor Itachi. Perhaps I should have asked when I first came in, yes?``
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"Yes, well, I believe it's still my fault, I did insist on starting right away."
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``It's quite alright, I assure you.``
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"You know, you should stop by sometime anyways, on a less professional visit. I could use the company, as we all could."
He simled, removing his glasses, setting them on the desk, onto of the clipboard.
"What I'm asking is would you like to come by tomorrow for a drink? Tea or sake, your choice."
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``I suppose it would all depend on if I am busy around the house or not.``
He brought his hand up, pressing his index finger against his lips in thought then fighting back another grin.
``Hm . . tea would be rather nice. Tomorrow evening, perhaps?``
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