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Laura-chan - Thanks for the reviews ^_^ I really appriciate them dances
PeaNut BoobOo - hehe thankies very much. I'm trying my best not to make it too familaur to other hospital fics! And as for Kikyou and Inuyasha getting together... well just wait and see, I do have plans but that's all I'm sayn' ^_~
Usagipegusus - hehe, HELLO! And thanks for the review!
Little_Washu_chan - Thankyou, I've tried my best not to make this too much like 28 days though I am aiming to make it as enjoyable ^_^
Reggie - hehe, wouldn't you like to know? I don't really know either ^_^;;
Hehe thanks to all those who reviewed and I left this lil note until last. I am a Kikyou fan :P Sorry to disipoint you lot but I can't help but like her. The cold-hearted woman she is about 98% of the time is due to the fact she only has part of her soul, preventing her from feeling much more than hate (just so happened to be directed at Inu-chan due to the sad events that passed). Anyway that's my lil rant over with, and don't forget Kikyou is just one cute fluffy teddy deep down -_- (ok, ok maybe I'm going a little too far now but...)
OH! A quick note to all those who has read 'Captured' I'm gonna update very soon, I'm sorry I got distracted by this story but I promise to put it on hold for a wee bit until I've updated 'Captured' again ^^;;
~~~~~~~~~~~*******~~~~~~~~~~~ Despite having had his conversation disturbed Inuyasha was in a good mood that evening when Kagome came to see him shortly after dinner. "Look, Inuyasha I'm sorry about earlier, I shouldn't had said those things and afterwards Shippo admitted that he had said something a little bit out of order but-"
"I'm sorry too." He said quickly but loud enough to be heard.
"W-what?" Inuyasha was saying sorry? He must be very ill indeed! Instinctively her hand shot to his forward but he had angrily swiped it away.
"What was that for wench?" He growled. Kagome chose to ignore this insult as she sat down in the chair beside his bed.
"I've come to talk with you about your condition Inuyasha. Miroku told me that the pain in your legs has become more frequent, and I was wondering if you're encountered any other symptoms. Your blood tests were not good either..."
"Didn't think they would be, you don't get like this without something being wrong with you. More to the point Doc, have you or any other blockhead doctor have a clue what exactly is wrong with me?"
"No..." Before she could say anymore he asked the one question that could make her feel terrible.
"Will I die?" He asked, She didn't knew how to reply to that, sure there was a chance he'll live but with such a mysterious illness such as this no one could be certain. And if it was spreading like it seemed to be then she'd have to admit that he had just s much chance of dying than he had living. "I understand."
"No, Inuyasha you won't die." Kagome now responded quickly after seeing the look of acceptance on his face, he was so should he would die and Kagome couldn't stand him thinking like that.
"Yeah, of course not." He gave a rueful smile. "Hey could you make yourself useful and get that pathetic perverted excuse for a priest to come visit me later? I need to talk to him before his date."
"So, you two are good friends? He's told me you've been friends for a while."
"Well our mothers were bests friend before we was born that kinda made us best friends too I suppose." He shrugged.
"He's a pervert but a good friend, I can tell that much from him." Kagome said softly, she didn't want to argue with Inuyasha, she was enjoying a conversation without shouting.
"You can work that out but you can't work out what is wrong with me." He mumbled slightly, causing Kagome to frown.
"Inuyasha, please, I don't want to argue with you. It won't help you get any better by screaming insults at each other." She told him warily. There was a silence for a while, and Kagome thought she saw a different emotion in his eyes besides that of hate or anger.
"I -I met a friend today." He said quietly, Kagome was shocked that Inuyasha was telling her something willingly without being insulting or shouting at her. "She looks a lot like you."
"Oh, I heard about that girl, I didn't know she was a friend."
"Yeah well...I've known her for a long time, almost as long as I've known Miroku. It was nice seeing her, even under such circumstances." He smiled slightly and Kagome couldn't help but smile back, this was the first time she had seem him smile in such a way.
"That's nice." She rewarded him with on of her best smiles. "Hey, Inuyasha why don't you come with me to the children's ward. I'll make my rounds and you can entertain them for a while, they love visitors."
"Feh! I'm not coming to distract the brats while you do your doctor stuff with them." He crossed his arms stubbornly.
"Come on, you'll enjoy it really... I'll make it worth your while." Kagome said mysteriously and this untimely caught his attention.
"How?"
"Well I'll bring you in your favourite desert for dinner tomorrow." She bargained and Inuyasha seemed to think about this.
"I like chocolate pudding, but to make it fair make it so I can have some tasty ramen instead of that shitty health crap you serve in here." He said stubbornly and Kagome sighed in defeat.
"Deal."
~~**~~
Inuyasha was at first bored and annoyed with the surrounding children but then he spotted a young boy in a wheelchair and he was playing snakes and ladders with another boy but this one had a missing arm. He made his way over there and at first watched the two boys play. The one in the wheelchair had short brown scruffy hair and his nose was dotted with matching freckles and eyes. He wore thin grey wired glasses. He wore the same garb as all the other children, a light blue hospital gown and the telltale name band around his wrist. Sat across was the boy's opposite. While the freckled kid was fairly small and smart looking the one armed boy had short but spiky blond hair with brown roots. He looked like quite a strong boy with an almost muscular figure for the age of eleven, he had sea- green eyes. The freckled kid was winning and not long after Inuyasha came over he waved both his hands in triumph. "I won again!" He squealed in delight; his voice was still high pitch (not yet reached that fragile ages of deep or croaky voices and unfamiliar hair).
"Aww! Come on best out of three?" The blond kid pleaded.
"What is the point of /that/ game?" Inuyasha disrupted. They both looked at him questioningly, he wasn't a doctor and he didn't look like a volunteer or someone's relative.
"Wanna play another game then?" The freckled kid asked.
"I got nothing better to do. What game do you want to play?" Inuyasha said indifferently. The kid smiled at each other, and he didn't know why but this made Inuyasha nervous.
"How about a wheelchair race? Davey will race you in his chair, I bet you can't beat him!" The blond challenged.
"Alright, but you want to make it a little more interesting?" Inuyasha's eyes sparkled with almost a blissful happiness. He was in his element when he raced.
"Sure." They both said in union, a little bit unsure.
Kagome hadn't really paid attention that Inuyasha had disappeared with two kids so she didn't interrupted them but Inuyasha was sure she would had had she had the chance. Inuyasha had taken them to the corridor where there was more room then the crowded children ward that held many hazards of toys and crowds. Davey, or Freckles (a name that Inuyasha had dubbed him) was in starting position. The other kid was called Samson who Inuyasha had also nicknamed, this one being Sid (kid + s - k = Sid!) and he stood out of the way shouting out the countdown. After he had said the word 'go!' the two racers shot down the corridor, concentrating all their strength on their arms gaining more and more speed. They were close to start of with, neck and neck But half way during the race the kid began to fall back slightly and Inuyasha used this chance to gain his top speed and he left Freckled behind him and gradually reached the end of the corridor. Now with a skidding halt he quickly turned the chair round and drove down the direction he had just came from, meeting Freckles on the way back and finally reaching Sid, and winning the race. With a hoot of victory he smiled smugly at Davey as the boy admitted defeated with a nod of the head. "Alright boys, pay up!" He sniggered slightly.
"Best out of three?" Davey and Samson said in union but Inuyasha shook his head smugly.
"Gomen boys but I won fair and square." He smiled and they grudgingly handed over a packet of fruit pastels and a kitkat chunky bar. Just then they saw Kagome making their way towards them and they all grunted distastefully. Inuyasha smiled and quickly whispered, "Thanks boys, hey you fancy doing this again tomorrow?"
"I can't, I'm going home tomorrow." Davey told him happily, Inuyasha looked at Samson who also shook his head.
"Same here, I won't be here."
"Oh well, nice knowing you guys, I better be off before bitch-face catches me." Inuyasha motioned towards Kagome who was rapidly approaching and the two kids nodded in understanding while the winning athlete made his way down the corridor, almost as fast as he had done during the race. Kagome shortly told the two boys to get back to their ward and with determination in her eyes she stalked after Inuyasha, respecting the rules she didn't run despite wanting to.
~~**~~
Inuyasha had escaped the viscous wrath of the permanently PMS doctor after fleeing into a lift went to the bottom level and then back up. After all why did he want to hand around causality for? The Doctor Kagome must had thought he was trying to leave the hospital or something again because when he returned to the second floor he saw no trace of the psychotic doctor. Then a thought struck him with horror, /what if she's not a doctor but an escaped mental patient? / He knew deep down that it was impossible for the thought to be true but he liked the adventure of having a crazy lady posing as a doctor for him. He whistled as he wheeled himself down the corridor, it was getting late and it would soon be lights out and thanks to the wonderful adventure to the brats' ward Inuyasha now lost al hope of catching Miroku before his date, and so he grudgingly went back to his room to hide the goods he had go from the priest's locker in a more secure place. He'll have to wait for the next date he had until he could put his plan into motion. After finding a suitable place for those certain magazines he found a spot near his window to watch the sun set. Since his 'disease' was practically unknown the doctors had seen it fit to put him in a separate room rather than an open ward since it would be easier for all concerned. For this, at least, Inuyasha was grateful as he had a wonderful view from the window though he would never admit to being so sappy but he did love watching the sky. It was the only that seemed real to him. "Man, if I start saying things like that I'll be locked up in the mental ward instead of this place." He mumbled to himself. He rested his arms on the window ledge and placed his head on his arms. Tomorrow would be the same old routine. Slightly different but at the same time the same. He would awake to medicine, eat breakfast, be bored, get medicine and tests and then be bored until lunch. Within the day would be sprinkled numerous visits from doctors and nurses until he went back to sleep. One good thing however was that his mother was coming to see him tomorrow and that always brought him comfort to know she was there for him. His father had died when he was still in high school due to a horrible car crash. It was such a painful memory to Inuyasha as he had been extremely close with his father but both he and his mother had each other to cling to and thus bringing them a stronger bound that was ever thought possible. He had taken it upon himself to care for his mum after the accident, and paid her money to help pay for the bills even after he had left home. He couldn't even begin to imagine what his illness was doing to her; he would never wish to hurt her in any way.
After the sun had fully set and the star-filled sky made an appearance to replace the cloudless sunny day from earlier he made his way over to switch the light on, it was summer and nights were short while the days were long so it wouldn't be long until he would get ready for bed. As he reached for the cord to switch the light on into his room he felt a slight twinge in his arm that rode up to his chest. He thought nothing of it until after he switched the light on and his whole chest began to throb. It was as though the air was slowly being sucked out of his lungs and desperately he gasped in some vain attempt to recapture it, with each wheezing breath came a sharp and shooting pain. He lent back in his chair in some vain attempt to stop the pain of at least feel comfort but to no prevail. Momentarily forgetting himself he went to stand and walk to the button that would call the nurse but of course his legs weren't strong enough and so he fell and landed with a thud on the ground. The pain was close to unbearable and he dragged himself on the floor, his hair wet with sweat and his eyes strained with concentration and determination. He reached out a shaking hand once he thought he was close enough but he was just out of reach. He gave out a scream of agony and a single tear fell from the corner of his eye and down his cheek. He screamed again, knowing that it was more likely to get the nurse's attention this way than any chance he had of getting close enough to reach that damn button. "Nurse!" He screamed with what felt his final breath and that brought a bout of coughing before he fell, unconscious.
Kagome was sipping on her coffee while going over some paper work in her office; she had given up her chase for the wondering athlete and decided to just forget about him for now and get on with her other work. But for some reason she couldn't get him of her mind. A slight buzzing and tingling sensation on her left thigh where her beeper was attached suddenly surprised her. She quickly went to read the message. With a gasp she shot from her chair causing the cup of coffee to spill all over the papers and eventually roll onto the floor, she slammed her door shut but forced had not caused it to shut straight away but instead spring back open and slowly closing in it's own time.
Inuyasha woke to a throbbing in both his head and chest, he tried to sit up but hi body had violently objected, the most he could manage was to turn his head slightly to look around the room. His vision blurred slightly but after a few blinks it had corrected itself. The breathing mask on his nose was obstructing his full view but he already knew this room pretty well so it didn't matter too much. He heard the bleeping of the heart monitor beside him; he knew it well enough already to assume that his heart was thankfully going a fairly normal pace. With a slight groan he tempted his luck and pushed himself to sit up slightly. "Damn bastard." He grumbled. He reached up a hand to remove the breathing mask; annoyed that it got in the way and made his mouth feel all clammy when he talked. Just then he felt a hand gently touch his and he looked around to see his best friend Miroku, who he had recently failed to see.
"How are you feeling?" His eyes were red and puffy as though he had recently been crying and Inuyasha felt a slight pang of guilt. "Your mother is here, she was up all night so Kagome went with her to get some coffee." Miroku told him softly.
"What happened?" He finally replied after a few moments of silence.
"I'm not entirely sure, I only know as much as your mother told me but it was similar to a heart attack. W-we wasn't sure if you'd...pull through." Miroku said hoarsely.
"Feh! You think that would kill me?" He winced slight and then sighed. "Is mother alright?"
"Hai, like I said she's getting some coffee with doctor Kagome. She was upset naturally but I'm sure she'll be ok now you are." He smiled warmly and Inuyasha grumbled. This little set back meant more days in bed, which meant less freedom.
"Yeah..." He closed his eyes and took another deep intake of air. "Those baka doctors still haven't got a clue what is wrong with me, I'm almost convinced that I'm merely here for their entertainment." Miroku probably would have answered but both Doctor Kagome and Inuyasha's mother walked into the room. His mother ran to his side once she saw he was awake and embraced him gently.
"I was so afraid!" He hear his mother whisper into his sensitive ears, he held her as tight as he could as reassurance for her that he was still there. He could hear the sobs and feel the tears soak his shoulder, he felt slight discomfort and ache but it didn't bother him. He didn't car about his pain at this moment, he felt for his mother.
"Its alright mother, I'll never leave you. I promise." He replied in a brave voice, resisting the urge to cry.
Kagome stood back and watched the mother and son's embrace. She was not even sure if this was the same Inuyasha she knew. Maybe it was the experience that changed him? No, it was more than that. He cared for his mother very much and he was a different man in front of her, not the same arrogant and loud man she knew but the loving and caring child to his mother. She smiled briefly and had to admit to herself that she thought they were going to lose him but her persistence in resuscitation had proved valuable and her heart had skipped a beep once his started again. "You've been out for a week." Kagome told him softly as she saw their embrace finish and his amber tinted eyes had glanced at her for information.
"Inu-chan, I was so worried for you, everyone was. The whole family had visited you, and they're going to come again now you're awake, they promised me they would." His mother's dazzling smile brought a sheepish grin to his lips.
"I look forward to seeing them." His smile then faded slightly and he held a quizzical look. "Everyone came?"
"Hai! Even your brother, which surprised me the most. Naturally I had ringed his mother to tell her of your condition, since we're such good friends but I didn't expect him to actually come in person. Don't worry Inu- chan; I made sure he never did anything. You were quite safe." She took his hand in hers and began to stroke it softly.
"Thanks." Was all he could think of to say before he closed his eyes again, his time falling asleep to her smoothing touch.
PeaNut BoobOo - hehe thankies very much. I'm trying my best not to make it too familaur to other hospital fics! And as for Kikyou and Inuyasha getting together... well just wait and see, I do have plans but that's all I'm sayn' ^_~
Usagipegusus - hehe, HELLO! And thanks for the review!
Little_Washu_chan - Thankyou, I've tried my best not to make this too much like 28 days though I am aiming to make it as enjoyable ^_^
Reggie - hehe, wouldn't you like to know? I don't really know either ^_^;;
Hehe thanks to all those who reviewed and I left this lil note until last. I am a Kikyou fan :P Sorry to disipoint you lot but I can't help but like her. The cold-hearted woman she is about 98% of the time is due to the fact she only has part of her soul, preventing her from feeling much more than hate (just so happened to be directed at Inu-chan due to the sad events that passed). Anyway that's my lil rant over with, and don't forget Kikyou is just one cute fluffy teddy deep down -_- (ok, ok maybe I'm going a little too far now but...)
OH! A quick note to all those who has read 'Captured' I'm gonna update very soon, I'm sorry I got distracted by this story but I promise to put it on hold for a wee bit until I've updated 'Captured' again ^^;;
~~~~~~~~~~~*******~~~~~~~~~~~ Despite having had his conversation disturbed Inuyasha was in a good mood that evening when Kagome came to see him shortly after dinner. "Look, Inuyasha I'm sorry about earlier, I shouldn't had said those things and afterwards Shippo admitted that he had said something a little bit out of order but-"
"I'm sorry too." He said quickly but loud enough to be heard.
"W-what?" Inuyasha was saying sorry? He must be very ill indeed! Instinctively her hand shot to his forward but he had angrily swiped it away.
"What was that for wench?" He growled. Kagome chose to ignore this insult as she sat down in the chair beside his bed.
"I've come to talk with you about your condition Inuyasha. Miroku told me that the pain in your legs has become more frequent, and I was wondering if you're encountered any other symptoms. Your blood tests were not good either..."
"Didn't think they would be, you don't get like this without something being wrong with you. More to the point Doc, have you or any other blockhead doctor have a clue what exactly is wrong with me?"
"No..." Before she could say anymore he asked the one question that could make her feel terrible.
"Will I die?" He asked, She didn't knew how to reply to that, sure there was a chance he'll live but with such a mysterious illness such as this no one could be certain. And if it was spreading like it seemed to be then she'd have to admit that he had just s much chance of dying than he had living. "I understand."
"No, Inuyasha you won't die." Kagome now responded quickly after seeing the look of acceptance on his face, he was so should he would die and Kagome couldn't stand him thinking like that.
"Yeah, of course not." He gave a rueful smile. "Hey could you make yourself useful and get that pathetic perverted excuse for a priest to come visit me later? I need to talk to him before his date."
"So, you two are good friends? He's told me you've been friends for a while."
"Well our mothers were bests friend before we was born that kinda made us best friends too I suppose." He shrugged.
"He's a pervert but a good friend, I can tell that much from him." Kagome said softly, she didn't want to argue with Inuyasha, she was enjoying a conversation without shouting.
"You can work that out but you can't work out what is wrong with me." He mumbled slightly, causing Kagome to frown.
"Inuyasha, please, I don't want to argue with you. It won't help you get any better by screaming insults at each other." She told him warily. There was a silence for a while, and Kagome thought she saw a different emotion in his eyes besides that of hate or anger.
"I -I met a friend today." He said quietly, Kagome was shocked that Inuyasha was telling her something willingly without being insulting or shouting at her. "She looks a lot like you."
"Oh, I heard about that girl, I didn't know she was a friend."
"Yeah well...I've known her for a long time, almost as long as I've known Miroku. It was nice seeing her, even under such circumstances." He smiled slightly and Kagome couldn't help but smile back, this was the first time she had seem him smile in such a way.
"That's nice." She rewarded him with on of her best smiles. "Hey, Inuyasha why don't you come with me to the children's ward. I'll make my rounds and you can entertain them for a while, they love visitors."
"Feh! I'm not coming to distract the brats while you do your doctor stuff with them." He crossed his arms stubbornly.
"Come on, you'll enjoy it really... I'll make it worth your while." Kagome said mysteriously and this untimely caught his attention.
"How?"
"Well I'll bring you in your favourite desert for dinner tomorrow." She bargained and Inuyasha seemed to think about this.
"I like chocolate pudding, but to make it fair make it so I can have some tasty ramen instead of that shitty health crap you serve in here." He said stubbornly and Kagome sighed in defeat.
"Deal."
~~**~~
Inuyasha was at first bored and annoyed with the surrounding children but then he spotted a young boy in a wheelchair and he was playing snakes and ladders with another boy but this one had a missing arm. He made his way over there and at first watched the two boys play. The one in the wheelchair had short brown scruffy hair and his nose was dotted with matching freckles and eyes. He wore thin grey wired glasses. He wore the same garb as all the other children, a light blue hospital gown and the telltale name band around his wrist. Sat across was the boy's opposite. While the freckled kid was fairly small and smart looking the one armed boy had short but spiky blond hair with brown roots. He looked like quite a strong boy with an almost muscular figure for the age of eleven, he had sea- green eyes. The freckled kid was winning and not long after Inuyasha came over he waved both his hands in triumph. "I won again!" He squealed in delight; his voice was still high pitch (not yet reached that fragile ages of deep or croaky voices and unfamiliar hair).
"Aww! Come on best out of three?" The blond kid pleaded.
"What is the point of /that/ game?" Inuyasha disrupted. They both looked at him questioningly, he wasn't a doctor and he didn't look like a volunteer or someone's relative.
"Wanna play another game then?" The freckled kid asked.
"I got nothing better to do. What game do you want to play?" Inuyasha said indifferently. The kid smiled at each other, and he didn't know why but this made Inuyasha nervous.
"How about a wheelchair race? Davey will race you in his chair, I bet you can't beat him!" The blond challenged.
"Alright, but you want to make it a little more interesting?" Inuyasha's eyes sparkled with almost a blissful happiness. He was in his element when he raced.
"Sure." They both said in union, a little bit unsure.
Kagome hadn't really paid attention that Inuyasha had disappeared with two kids so she didn't interrupted them but Inuyasha was sure she would had had she had the chance. Inuyasha had taken them to the corridor where there was more room then the crowded children ward that held many hazards of toys and crowds. Davey, or Freckles (a name that Inuyasha had dubbed him) was in starting position. The other kid was called Samson who Inuyasha had also nicknamed, this one being Sid (kid + s - k = Sid!) and he stood out of the way shouting out the countdown. After he had said the word 'go!' the two racers shot down the corridor, concentrating all their strength on their arms gaining more and more speed. They were close to start of with, neck and neck But half way during the race the kid began to fall back slightly and Inuyasha used this chance to gain his top speed and he left Freckled behind him and gradually reached the end of the corridor. Now with a skidding halt he quickly turned the chair round and drove down the direction he had just came from, meeting Freckles on the way back and finally reaching Sid, and winning the race. With a hoot of victory he smiled smugly at Davey as the boy admitted defeated with a nod of the head. "Alright boys, pay up!" He sniggered slightly.
"Best out of three?" Davey and Samson said in union but Inuyasha shook his head smugly.
"Gomen boys but I won fair and square." He smiled and they grudgingly handed over a packet of fruit pastels and a kitkat chunky bar. Just then they saw Kagome making their way towards them and they all grunted distastefully. Inuyasha smiled and quickly whispered, "Thanks boys, hey you fancy doing this again tomorrow?"
"I can't, I'm going home tomorrow." Davey told him happily, Inuyasha looked at Samson who also shook his head.
"Same here, I won't be here."
"Oh well, nice knowing you guys, I better be off before bitch-face catches me." Inuyasha motioned towards Kagome who was rapidly approaching and the two kids nodded in understanding while the winning athlete made his way down the corridor, almost as fast as he had done during the race. Kagome shortly told the two boys to get back to their ward and with determination in her eyes she stalked after Inuyasha, respecting the rules she didn't run despite wanting to.
~~**~~
Inuyasha had escaped the viscous wrath of the permanently PMS doctor after fleeing into a lift went to the bottom level and then back up. After all why did he want to hand around causality for? The Doctor Kagome must had thought he was trying to leave the hospital or something again because when he returned to the second floor he saw no trace of the psychotic doctor. Then a thought struck him with horror, /what if she's not a doctor but an escaped mental patient? / He knew deep down that it was impossible for the thought to be true but he liked the adventure of having a crazy lady posing as a doctor for him. He whistled as he wheeled himself down the corridor, it was getting late and it would soon be lights out and thanks to the wonderful adventure to the brats' ward Inuyasha now lost al hope of catching Miroku before his date, and so he grudgingly went back to his room to hide the goods he had go from the priest's locker in a more secure place. He'll have to wait for the next date he had until he could put his plan into motion. After finding a suitable place for those certain magazines he found a spot near his window to watch the sun set. Since his 'disease' was practically unknown the doctors had seen it fit to put him in a separate room rather than an open ward since it would be easier for all concerned. For this, at least, Inuyasha was grateful as he had a wonderful view from the window though he would never admit to being so sappy but he did love watching the sky. It was the only that seemed real to him. "Man, if I start saying things like that I'll be locked up in the mental ward instead of this place." He mumbled to himself. He rested his arms on the window ledge and placed his head on his arms. Tomorrow would be the same old routine. Slightly different but at the same time the same. He would awake to medicine, eat breakfast, be bored, get medicine and tests and then be bored until lunch. Within the day would be sprinkled numerous visits from doctors and nurses until he went back to sleep. One good thing however was that his mother was coming to see him tomorrow and that always brought him comfort to know she was there for him. His father had died when he was still in high school due to a horrible car crash. It was such a painful memory to Inuyasha as he had been extremely close with his father but both he and his mother had each other to cling to and thus bringing them a stronger bound that was ever thought possible. He had taken it upon himself to care for his mum after the accident, and paid her money to help pay for the bills even after he had left home. He couldn't even begin to imagine what his illness was doing to her; he would never wish to hurt her in any way.
After the sun had fully set and the star-filled sky made an appearance to replace the cloudless sunny day from earlier he made his way over to switch the light on, it was summer and nights were short while the days were long so it wouldn't be long until he would get ready for bed. As he reached for the cord to switch the light on into his room he felt a slight twinge in his arm that rode up to his chest. He thought nothing of it until after he switched the light on and his whole chest began to throb. It was as though the air was slowly being sucked out of his lungs and desperately he gasped in some vain attempt to recapture it, with each wheezing breath came a sharp and shooting pain. He lent back in his chair in some vain attempt to stop the pain of at least feel comfort but to no prevail. Momentarily forgetting himself he went to stand and walk to the button that would call the nurse but of course his legs weren't strong enough and so he fell and landed with a thud on the ground. The pain was close to unbearable and he dragged himself on the floor, his hair wet with sweat and his eyes strained with concentration and determination. He reached out a shaking hand once he thought he was close enough but he was just out of reach. He gave out a scream of agony and a single tear fell from the corner of his eye and down his cheek. He screamed again, knowing that it was more likely to get the nurse's attention this way than any chance he had of getting close enough to reach that damn button. "Nurse!" He screamed with what felt his final breath and that brought a bout of coughing before he fell, unconscious.
Kagome was sipping on her coffee while going over some paper work in her office; she had given up her chase for the wondering athlete and decided to just forget about him for now and get on with her other work. But for some reason she couldn't get him of her mind. A slight buzzing and tingling sensation on her left thigh where her beeper was attached suddenly surprised her. She quickly went to read the message. With a gasp she shot from her chair causing the cup of coffee to spill all over the papers and eventually roll onto the floor, she slammed her door shut but forced had not caused it to shut straight away but instead spring back open and slowly closing in it's own time.
Inuyasha woke to a throbbing in both his head and chest, he tried to sit up but hi body had violently objected, the most he could manage was to turn his head slightly to look around the room. His vision blurred slightly but after a few blinks it had corrected itself. The breathing mask on his nose was obstructing his full view but he already knew this room pretty well so it didn't matter too much. He heard the bleeping of the heart monitor beside him; he knew it well enough already to assume that his heart was thankfully going a fairly normal pace. With a slight groan he tempted his luck and pushed himself to sit up slightly. "Damn bastard." He grumbled. He reached up a hand to remove the breathing mask; annoyed that it got in the way and made his mouth feel all clammy when he talked. Just then he felt a hand gently touch his and he looked around to see his best friend Miroku, who he had recently failed to see.
"How are you feeling?" His eyes were red and puffy as though he had recently been crying and Inuyasha felt a slight pang of guilt. "Your mother is here, she was up all night so Kagome went with her to get some coffee." Miroku told him softly.
"What happened?" He finally replied after a few moments of silence.
"I'm not entirely sure, I only know as much as your mother told me but it was similar to a heart attack. W-we wasn't sure if you'd...pull through." Miroku said hoarsely.
"Feh! You think that would kill me?" He winced slight and then sighed. "Is mother alright?"
"Hai, like I said she's getting some coffee with doctor Kagome. She was upset naturally but I'm sure she'll be ok now you are." He smiled warmly and Inuyasha grumbled. This little set back meant more days in bed, which meant less freedom.
"Yeah..." He closed his eyes and took another deep intake of air. "Those baka doctors still haven't got a clue what is wrong with me, I'm almost convinced that I'm merely here for their entertainment." Miroku probably would have answered but both Doctor Kagome and Inuyasha's mother walked into the room. His mother ran to his side once she saw he was awake and embraced him gently.
"I was so afraid!" He hear his mother whisper into his sensitive ears, he held her as tight as he could as reassurance for her that he was still there. He could hear the sobs and feel the tears soak his shoulder, he felt slight discomfort and ache but it didn't bother him. He didn't car about his pain at this moment, he felt for his mother.
"Its alright mother, I'll never leave you. I promise." He replied in a brave voice, resisting the urge to cry.
Kagome stood back and watched the mother and son's embrace. She was not even sure if this was the same Inuyasha she knew. Maybe it was the experience that changed him? No, it was more than that. He cared for his mother very much and he was a different man in front of her, not the same arrogant and loud man she knew but the loving and caring child to his mother. She smiled briefly and had to admit to herself that she thought they were going to lose him but her persistence in resuscitation had proved valuable and her heart had skipped a beep once his started again. "You've been out for a week." Kagome told him softly as she saw their embrace finish and his amber tinted eyes had glanced at her for information.
"Inu-chan, I was so worried for you, everyone was. The whole family had visited you, and they're going to come again now you're awake, they promised me they would." His mother's dazzling smile brought a sheepish grin to his lips.
"I look forward to seeing them." His smile then faded slightly and he held a quizzical look. "Everyone came?"
"Hai! Even your brother, which surprised me the most. Naturally I had ringed his mother to tell her of your condition, since we're such good friends but I didn't expect him to actually come in person. Don't worry Inu- chan; I made sure he never did anything. You were quite safe." She took his hand in hers and began to stroke it softly.
"Thanks." Was all he could think of to say before he closed his eyes again, his time falling asleep to her smoothing touch.
