Doctors Task - 1

Isaiah sighed as he heard about the new orders that had been giving. Was the headmaster really that worried about something? Or had he just slept with the wrong person and was worried about being infected with some sort of illness? That would be funny… But then again, that would mean he would never touch the other. Or maybe he would… As he stopped in front of the classroom door he smiled a bit more before  giving several short knocks to the door. The moment it would open he would attack, knowing that the one within the room wouldn't be pleased to see him.

"Hello…?" As Emile's sweet voice reached his ears he quickly grabbed the boys arm pulling him in a little closer then needed.

"Emile my dear, the headmaster has given out a request… It's time for a check up, and you free?" Isaiah question, skipping the hello's wanting to make sure Emile understood why he was here. The first time he had attempted giving the other one, it… didn't end very well.

"Y-Yeah… But by what circumstances has the headmaster ordered a checkup…?" Hearing the stutter in Emile's words he knew he had to be careful with how he moved now.

"He, demanded it, with or without your say so~ He says he doesn't want 'diseased' people running around. So we must make sure you aren't infected my sweet little Emile. Wouldn't bwant the headmaster finding out your sick and making you go poof." As he saw Emile's small nod and the faint sigh he knew he had won.

"Yes of course… It wouldn't be a good thing to have sick people running around, let's just get this over with." As they moved into Emile's office, Isaiah letting his own sigh pass his lips. It, was now or never, and he needed to tell Emile.

"Emile… I just want to say I'm sorry. I know you dislike me and don't like being around me… But I am sorry for what happened. I was a jerk, stupid… and a idiot… A million other things even. I really do wish we could start over Emile." Isaiah whispered gently as he went though his bag of things, before looking up to Emile with a worried expression.

"It's fine… I suppose that's alright." Seeing the small nod he couldn't help but worry a little more. Was Emile just saying that so he could be on his way? Or did he really mean it? But he guessed he would never be able to ask. "So what should I do for this Check up…?"

A little startled by the sudden question he smiled faintly before taking in a deep breath. "Just take your shirt off. I'm going to make sure your breathing is normal, and maybe even take some blood nothing to big. I just think the headmaster is being a little odd with this request… Though I do think we should put together a full physical of all the students and teachers… Just to make sure."


Continuing to make small talk with Emile he was a bit shocked, his eyes going wide for a moment. That… wasn't right. "I'm sorry Emile, but… This might take longer then what I had thought. Could I get you to come to my office? I'd hate to have you clear your desk off just so I could get you to lay down… and the floor isn't a really a great place for you to be laying ether."

"… Yeah, that'd be fine. May I ask what's wrong?" Watching Emile pull his shirt and cloak back on he was quick to head out, not wanting to have Emile run off on him.

"To tell you the truth I'm not sure. It could be nothing or just something from the cold but I want to make sure. Don't want to miss anything and earn you getting sick on us again. Or, have something worst happen." Isaiah attempted a reassuring smile as he moved down the halls quickly. Once they where in the room and after a bit more small talk Isaiah found what he was looking for. But it was at Emile's request that he didn't say anything to anyone. Not even the headmaster.

He was by far shocked that Emile had such a secret, but somehow they had managed to become closer to each other. That was something Isaiah had been longing for, and now he was sure Emile and himself could start out fresh, and even become friends. After sending Emile back he smiled a little more before grabbing his papers and quickly filling them out. Now to go out and find another poor and helpless little victim.