Prescription

“Oh… oh… oh…”

Megumi’s raised hand paused near the doorframe and did not knock. She’d thought to check on Sanosuke and that wound of his she’d dressed the other day — not that she had any reason to concern herself particularly over an idiot that never went to a doctor except when he was dragged in unconscious, but he happened to be on her way home this evening. But it was evident from the noise within that he was in something like decent shape by now anyway.

A moan sounded clearly through the thin door, and Megumi found herself blushing fiercely. From what she remembered of the single other time she’d visited Sanosuke’s apartment, there wasn’t too much further inside to go… but it really did seem like they’d gotten down to business immediately within the entrance.

Megumi moved to depart, to the sound of, “I’ll try, but if you keep doing that I’m gonna come right now,” but then as Sano cried out more loudly, “Oh, god, Saitou!” she stopped and with wide eyes turned back. The moaning within continued, for a while entirely inarticulate.

She knew she shouldn’t be listening, but that unexpected name held her. She would have thought that for those two to become involved was an entirely hopeless business, something she would have bet money against; indeed, only proof such as this would have convinced her of it at all. Which didn’t justify her eavesdropping, but she was too overcome with curiosity to move.

“Stop teasing me,” Sano was gasping; “just put it in already!”

Accompanied by some thumping, the sounds of pleasure intensified. So did Megumi’s blush. She really should go.

“New hobby, sensei?”

She jumped, squeaked, and spun to face the very last person in all existence she could possibly have expected to catch her at this. As she stammered and blushed, quickly rethought her assessment of things, and tried to get hold of herself, Saitou glanced at the apartment and asked with a smirk, “And who are we spying on?”

The doctor, as was her talent, was swiftly recovering her presence of mind, and the amusing fact that Saitou didn’t even know where Sano lived, let alone… well, that helped. “Sanosuke,” she replied almost calmly, though the blush had certainly not gone. But her growing entertainment as the reality of the situation struck her more thoroughly added a whole new dimension to her reflections — especially as she saw Saitou, at her answer, throw another glance, seemingly inadvertent and much more interested, at the run-down building.

He gave a brief, disdainful laugh.

“I was going to check on his wound from the other day,” Megumi continued with composure, “but from what I’m hearing, he’s better than fine.”

At just that moment, as if in deliberate support of her statement, a rapturous groan burst out that must have been loud enough even for Saitou, not nearly as close to the door as Megumi was, to hear. His eyes narrowed as he took two steps forward, regarding the entrance, and he murmured darkly, “They should wait until they’re out of the doorway to do that.”

Megumi noticed he didn’t step back. By now completely in control of herself and thinking she comprehended well enough how things stood, she restrained a smile and said, “It isn’t a big room.”

Saitou shook his head and muttered, “Ahou.” He still did not step back.

Nodding, Megumi agreed gravely, “Yes; as a doctor, I cannot recommend strenuous sex so soon after an injury.”

She drew extreme satisfaction from the expression he could not quite keep off his face. All he said, though, in a slightly forced tone of sarcasm, was, “And therefore you feel vindicated listening at his door.”

“Of course,” replied she in the same serious manner. “I need to know what to prescribe when he hurts himself in there.”

“You must be an excellent doctor –” the sarcasm coming more naturally this time — “to determine that much just from listening to something like this.”

“Oh, I know exactly what he needs,” she said blandly.

Just then they were startled by a much longer, louder moan — almost a wail — from within. Megumi blushed again, and Saitou growled, apparently without even realizing he was saying it, “Who is he with in there?”

Megumi smiled wickedly. “Let’s find out,” she said, and, raising her hand once more to the door frame, knocked loudly.



This story is for 30_kisses theme #26, “If only I could make you mine.”

This story is included in the Saitou/Sano Collection 2 ebook. I’ve rated it . What do you think of it?

18 thoughts on “Prescription

  1. OH MEGUMI! She is awesome. I can just imagine her smirk and laugh.

    And jealous!Saitou is *love*. Just think how disappointing it would have been if Megumi hadn’t been there to tell him it was Sano!

    1. If she hadn’t been there, he’d never have gone close to the apartment, and a great opportunity would have been missed XD Megumi is aaawwwesome.

  2. Lovely! *dies* That’s the second fic in a row, woman! So many SaiSa in such short span of time is definitely too good for our poor souls. But I love it nonetheless. Because Megumi + SaiSa = ♥!

    And I bet Sano’s getting pretty horny inside… >_______<

    Kaara

  3. HAHAHAHAHA Hilarious!!! Megumi as a bystander to their relationship gives me absolute life. She makes me laugh so much, especially here. Like she knows she totally shouldn’t be loitering outside of Sano’s door but overhearing that was a bit too interesting, wasn’t it? hehehe And PLEASE. Saito getting a little jealous…I love it!! How much you wanna bet it was just Sano beating off alone? lol (I’m reading this directly after Persuasive Monologue so it goes perfectly!!) Thank you :DDD

    1. I know, I love Megumi as accessory to the Saitou/Sano thing, because she’s often on both their sides, as it were — a friend of Sano’s from before, but a little more like Saitou in personality. I haven’t ever really written it, but I think she and Saitou could become good friends in time.

      How much you wanna bet it was just Sano beating off alone? Thaaaaat’s the idea :D :D :D

      Thanks very much for reading!

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