::cough:: I am not a doctor. Anything medical I say in this story is completely bullshit. Enjoy :D
"Finding Your Heart" by Inu Faceness
Chapter Eight: Hopes Die Hard
Kagome put her journal on her pillow and stood, stretching from sitting for an hour. She smoothed out the denim of her jeans and walked out of the room. It had been two weeks since she left the hospital, about a week since she started going back to school, and about one and a half since she found out Inu Yasha was waking up. He had been getting better and better with each passing day. The doctors told her that he should be waking up completely any day and she was ecstatic. She was going to see him today, but first she needed to get her stitches out.
Kagome ignored the empty Japanese take-out boxes on her table. It would be cleaned up later, after she saw her husband again. She could still smell her lunch, and it made her mouth water. Shaking it off, she reached one hand to the doorknob.
Grabbing her keys from the table by the door, she gave a quick glace at the box of letters. She read each letter three times over and not a mention of a man named Onigumo. It worried her that he claimed to know the hanyou, yet he was never mentioned. She frowned and walked out of the house.
His cold red eyes watched as she left the house, driving the car he had seen her friend leave her. Sango, he believed her name was. When she was out of sight, he exited his car and went to her door. Onigumo used his credit card to unlock it and he walked in. The entire place smelled of a late lunch and his sharp eyes searched the ground floor.
Walking up the staircase, he ran his hand up the polished banister. On the second floor, he saw three rooms. A novelty sign hung on one door, the unisex restroom insignia on it. Beside it was another room, a plain door with no decoration. On the opposite side of the hall, there was a large brown door, the handle an extravagant gold old-fashioned handle. He decided that this must have been the master bedroom.
Upon opening it, he examined the bedroom, his eyes landing on a silver book lying on the pillow on the right side of the bed. Not caring for privacy, he walked to the book and opened it. He raised his eyebrows in a bored manner and flipped through some pages. Onigumo's finger traced the lines as he skimmed the words, reading each passage briefly.
'Come on,' he thought. 'I need something that will kill this hanyou. Anything.'
"If Inu Yasha never pulled through, I don't think I'd be able to live on my own. I'd probably take my life the same night. He's my life force." He read the line aloud, an evil smirk tugging at his lips. If Onigumo could even get her to think for an instant he was dead, she'd take her life. Then when he came out of it and found out she's dead...
Onigumo let out an evil string of laughter. Inu Yasha would be broken, gone, completely dead to everything. With out this woman, Inu Yasha would be in a hellish torture. That idea appealed more to Onigumo than any other thought that had crossed his mind.
Placing the journal back on the pillow, he left the room and headed out of the house to his car. He had to get to the hospital and into Inu Yasha's room before the young lady called Kagome. Tonight, his would feel the awesome power of a sick revenge.
She sat up and pulled down the top of her patient's scrubs. Doctor Akamatsu put the blue stitches, coated lightly with the woman's blood, in a metallic pan beside the bed. Removing the plastic gloves from his hands, he smiled at Kagome.
"You have healed nicely, Kagome. I don't think you will need to come back. But, if you ever are pregnant again, I need you to come back, ok?" She nodded and hopped off the bed. "You can go now, but you'll need to go down to get some medication to put on your scars, a subscription for if you have pains and to pay your bill," he flashed an award winning smile that made her laugh.
"Yes, sir," she said, saluting him. She grabbed her clothes and went to change into them. A sweet hum flowed from her as she changed. Kagome had been here for about two hours that morning and Inu Yasha was showing signs that sealed the deal for the doctors that he would wake up that day.
Taking out her stitches had taken a good half hour or so. She realized then that there were three different places that were stitched up; all of different sizes and shapes. Kagome slipped into her plain white t-shirt and walked out of the bathroom, putting her patient's scrubs into a bin in front of the room she was in. Without a second thought she made her way up the stairs to see Inu Yasha.
Onigumo had momentarily stopped by his hotel room before going to the hospital. Wasting no time, he passed through the front desk and up to Inu Yasha's room. Seeing as how a nurse just left the room, writing a note on the clipboard, he waited till she was long gone before entering the room.
He walked over the plastic bag that was attached to Inu Yasha's arm and into his bloodstream. Reaching into his pocket, Onigumo pulled out a syringe and released the air from inside. Where the tube went into the skin, he injected the needle, making sure it was in deep. Slowly, he added the clear substance, listening as the beating of the heart rate monitor slowed. Without a trace of him ever being in there, Onigumo left the hospital.
Before going down the stairs, he hear the rushed sound of feet, worried voices, and the scratching of wheels against the ground. He hid the smirk as he walked casually out of the hospital, wondering when Kagome would go to visit her now dead husband. He stayed in his car and waited for Kagome to come out of the hospital. 'This will be sweet,' he repeated over and over.
The third floor corridor was buzzing and crowded. She couldn't get past the staircase. Kagome stood on her tiptoes to look above the crowds, but it was no good. Panic started to set in. Could it have something to do with Inu Yasha? No, it couldn't, he was improving well, faster than normal thanks to his demon blood. Nothing could have happened. 'Right?'
"Kagome!" She looked up to see a man pushing through the people. "Kagome! Here you are!" Hojo grabbed her hand and started to pull her into the large mob of people.
"Hojo!" she called, avoiding people where she could. "What's happened?"
Kagome came to an abrupt stop beside Hojo and dropped his hand, her eyes going wide. They had stopped at Inu Yasha's door. Tears began to fall as she barged in, Hojo trying to hold her back. The hanyou's bed was empty, the sheets were rumpled and all the wires and tubes were scrambled on it. She tossed her head to the side, searching desperately for her mate. A few tears escaped her wide eyes.
A doctor and two nurses were standing around a wheeled bed. She saw Inu Yasha's body lying limp on the bed, his chest exposed.
"Ready, clear," the doctor said, rubbing the two electrically charged paddles together before putting them on Inu Yasha's bare skin. His back arched, leaning up into the paddles, then fell limp again. All eyes were on the heart monitor held by the younger nurse. Flat-line. "Ready, clear," he said again, his tone harsher. Again, he tried to revive the fallen hanyou, but the persistent beep of the flat-lined heart rate monitor.
It was like death was pounding at Kagome's door, the horrific knocking was the beep.
It chilled her to the bone. She ran to the bedside, looking on as the doctor tried once more to get a heart beat. No luck. Softly, Kagome muttered 'no' over and over, the tears like a waterfall against her soft cheeks. The older nurse put her arms around Kagome and tried to comfort her. Falling into sobs, Kagome curled into the woman's embrace, her eyes still on Inu Yasha's dead body.
An hour later, Kagome was sitting on the floor of Inu Yasha's hospital room. Her knees were at her chest, her arms around them and her head low. Her soft sniffles echoed through the empty room. The clock on the wall chimed softly as it became five o'clock. Her shoulders shook with a small shiver.
Lifting her head and moving her hear out of her face, Kagome found the phone in her pocket. Dialing Rin's home number, Kagome put the phone to her ear and her hand over her eyes.
"Hello?" Sesshomaru's voice answered.
"Your brother's dead." Her voice was monotone, not speaking with any emotion.
"When?" There was an unmistakable shake in his voice as he spoke. Unseen by Kagome, the youkai's eyes clouded slightly.
"An hour ago they came in, tried to save him. They couldn't but took him in to check and see what could have faltered. They didn't find anything."
There was a soft feminine voice in the background asking what happened; the rumble of Sesshomaru then a soft gasp and more words.
"Rin wants to know if you want her to be with you."
"Just tell her goodbye."
"Kagome," his voice dripped with warning. "Don't you do anything." She could hear the scowl on his face and worry in his voice.
"Just tell her, Sesshomaru. Bye," she hung up before he could get another word in. Kagome dialed Sango's cell phone, knowing she probably wouldn't be home. 'The girl is never home,' she thought.
"Hello?" Sango answered, her voice cheery.
"Hey Sango, I got some bad news."
The happiness dropped like a ton of bricks. "What happened?"
Kagome sighed heavily, hearing Miroku's voice in the background, desperately wanting to know what was happening. "Tell Miroku that his best friend is dead."
On the other side of town, Sango dropped her phone. Kagome could hear her cries. Miroku picked up the phone as he held his wife as she started sputtering the message to him.
"Kagome, are you sure?"
Although he couldn't see, Kagome nodded into her arm, which was now folded over the top of her knees. "Hai, I am. The doctors said there wasn't anything they could do. I've got to go, tell Sango bye for me, k?"
"Of course, Kagome. Bye."
"G'bye, Miroku."
Kagome lifted her head and flipped her cell phone closed. Her legs stretched out in front of her as she closed her eyes and let the tears wash over her face. She ran out of the room and down the stairs. Getting her prescriptions from the front desk, Kagome paid and left the building. In her car she was drained completely. She didn't even realize she was driving until she was at her house.
END CHAPTER
Well then. Isn't that a lovely chapter? I'm gonna start working on the next chapter here ASAP. So don't freak out too much, k? Oh, and one IMPORTANT thing goin on here:
If any of you know the names of Inu's parents, or have an idea of what they could/might be, please tell me. I really need to know. I uh, kinda have another story goin on in my head right about now... lol. I'll prolly post the prologue soon, but that one won't be updated every day. I prolly wont update that one for a while after the prologue if I post it before this story is over.
Hope y'all are enjoying this story. Later!
Inu Face
"Finding Your Heart" by Inu Faceness
Chapter Eight: Hopes Die Hard
Kagome put her journal on her pillow and stood, stretching from sitting for an hour. She smoothed out the denim of her jeans and walked out of the room. It had been two weeks since she left the hospital, about a week since she started going back to school, and about one and a half since she found out Inu Yasha was waking up. He had been getting better and better with each passing day. The doctors told her that he should be waking up completely any day and she was ecstatic. She was going to see him today, but first she needed to get her stitches out.
Kagome ignored the empty Japanese take-out boxes on her table. It would be cleaned up later, after she saw her husband again. She could still smell her lunch, and it made her mouth water. Shaking it off, she reached one hand to the doorknob.
Grabbing her keys from the table by the door, she gave a quick glace at the box of letters. She read each letter three times over and not a mention of a man named Onigumo. It worried her that he claimed to know the hanyou, yet he was never mentioned. She frowned and walked out of the house.
His cold red eyes watched as she left the house, driving the car he had seen her friend leave her. Sango, he believed her name was. When she was out of sight, he exited his car and went to her door. Onigumo used his credit card to unlock it and he walked in. The entire place smelled of a late lunch and his sharp eyes searched the ground floor.
Walking up the staircase, he ran his hand up the polished banister. On the second floor, he saw three rooms. A novelty sign hung on one door, the unisex restroom insignia on it. Beside it was another room, a plain door with no decoration. On the opposite side of the hall, there was a large brown door, the handle an extravagant gold old-fashioned handle. He decided that this must have been the master bedroom.
Upon opening it, he examined the bedroom, his eyes landing on a silver book lying on the pillow on the right side of the bed. Not caring for privacy, he walked to the book and opened it. He raised his eyebrows in a bored manner and flipped through some pages. Onigumo's finger traced the lines as he skimmed the words, reading each passage briefly.
'Come on,' he thought. 'I need something that will kill this hanyou. Anything.'
"If Inu Yasha never pulled through, I don't think I'd be able to live on my own. I'd probably take my life the same night. He's my life force." He read the line aloud, an evil smirk tugging at his lips. If Onigumo could even get her to think for an instant he was dead, she'd take her life. Then when he came out of it and found out she's dead...
Onigumo let out an evil string of laughter. Inu Yasha would be broken, gone, completely dead to everything. With out this woman, Inu Yasha would be in a hellish torture. That idea appealed more to Onigumo than any other thought that had crossed his mind.
Placing the journal back on the pillow, he left the room and headed out of the house to his car. He had to get to the hospital and into Inu Yasha's room before the young lady called Kagome. Tonight, his would feel the awesome power of a sick revenge.
She sat up and pulled down the top of her patient's scrubs. Doctor Akamatsu put the blue stitches, coated lightly with the woman's blood, in a metallic pan beside the bed. Removing the plastic gloves from his hands, he smiled at Kagome.
"You have healed nicely, Kagome. I don't think you will need to come back. But, if you ever are pregnant again, I need you to come back, ok?" She nodded and hopped off the bed. "You can go now, but you'll need to go down to get some medication to put on your scars, a subscription for if you have pains and to pay your bill," he flashed an award winning smile that made her laugh.
"Yes, sir," she said, saluting him. She grabbed her clothes and went to change into them. A sweet hum flowed from her as she changed. Kagome had been here for about two hours that morning and Inu Yasha was showing signs that sealed the deal for the doctors that he would wake up that day.
Taking out her stitches had taken a good half hour or so. She realized then that there were three different places that were stitched up; all of different sizes and shapes. Kagome slipped into her plain white t-shirt and walked out of the bathroom, putting her patient's scrubs into a bin in front of the room she was in. Without a second thought she made her way up the stairs to see Inu Yasha.
Onigumo had momentarily stopped by his hotel room before going to the hospital. Wasting no time, he passed through the front desk and up to Inu Yasha's room. Seeing as how a nurse just left the room, writing a note on the clipboard, he waited till she was long gone before entering the room.
He walked over the plastic bag that was attached to Inu Yasha's arm and into his bloodstream. Reaching into his pocket, Onigumo pulled out a syringe and released the air from inside. Where the tube went into the skin, he injected the needle, making sure it was in deep. Slowly, he added the clear substance, listening as the beating of the heart rate monitor slowed. Without a trace of him ever being in there, Onigumo left the hospital.
Before going down the stairs, he hear the rushed sound of feet, worried voices, and the scratching of wheels against the ground. He hid the smirk as he walked casually out of the hospital, wondering when Kagome would go to visit her now dead husband. He stayed in his car and waited for Kagome to come out of the hospital. 'This will be sweet,' he repeated over and over.
The third floor corridor was buzzing and crowded. She couldn't get past the staircase. Kagome stood on her tiptoes to look above the crowds, but it was no good. Panic started to set in. Could it have something to do with Inu Yasha? No, it couldn't, he was improving well, faster than normal thanks to his demon blood. Nothing could have happened. 'Right?'
"Kagome!" She looked up to see a man pushing through the people. "Kagome! Here you are!" Hojo grabbed her hand and started to pull her into the large mob of people.
"Hojo!" she called, avoiding people where she could. "What's happened?"
Kagome came to an abrupt stop beside Hojo and dropped his hand, her eyes going wide. They had stopped at Inu Yasha's door. Tears began to fall as she barged in, Hojo trying to hold her back. The hanyou's bed was empty, the sheets were rumpled and all the wires and tubes were scrambled on it. She tossed her head to the side, searching desperately for her mate. A few tears escaped her wide eyes.
A doctor and two nurses were standing around a wheeled bed. She saw Inu Yasha's body lying limp on the bed, his chest exposed.
"Ready, clear," the doctor said, rubbing the two electrically charged paddles together before putting them on Inu Yasha's bare skin. His back arched, leaning up into the paddles, then fell limp again. All eyes were on the heart monitor held by the younger nurse. Flat-line. "Ready, clear," he said again, his tone harsher. Again, he tried to revive the fallen hanyou, but the persistent beep of the flat-lined heart rate monitor.
It was like death was pounding at Kagome's door, the horrific knocking was the beep.
It chilled her to the bone. She ran to the bedside, looking on as the doctor tried once more to get a heart beat. No luck. Softly, Kagome muttered 'no' over and over, the tears like a waterfall against her soft cheeks. The older nurse put her arms around Kagome and tried to comfort her. Falling into sobs, Kagome curled into the woman's embrace, her eyes still on Inu Yasha's dead body.
An hour later, Kagome was sitting on the floor of Inu Yasha's hospital room. Her knees were at her chest, her arms around them and her head low. Her soft sniffles echoed through the empty room. The clock on the wall chimed softly as it became five o'clock. Her shoulders shook with a small shiver.
Lifting her head and moving her hear out of her face, Kagome found the phone in her pocket. Dialing Rin's home number, Kagome put the phone to her ear and her hand over her eyes.
"Hello?" Sesshomaru's voice answered.
"Your brother's dead." Her voice was monotone, not speaking with any emotion.
"When?" There was an unmistakable shake in his voice as he spoke. Unseen by Kagome, the youkai's eyes clouded slightly.
"An hour ago they came in, tried to save him. They couldn't but took him in to check and see what could have faltered. They didn't find anything."
There was a soft feminine voice in the background asking what happened; the rumble of Sesshomaru then a soft gasp and more words.
"Rin wants to know if you want her to be with you."
"Just tell her goodbye."
"Kagome," his voice dripped with warning. "Don't you do anything." She could hear the scowl on his face and worry in his voice.
"Just tell her, Sesshomaru. Bye," she hung up before he could get another word in. Kagome dialed Sango's cell phone, knowing she probably wouldn't be home. 'The girl is never home,' she thought.
"Hello?" Sango answered, her voice cheery.
"Hey Sango, I got some bad news."
The happiness dropped like a ton of bricks. "What happened?"
Kagome sighed heavily, hearing Miroku's voice in the background, desperately wanting to know what was happening. "Tell Miroku that his best friend is dead."
On the other side of town, Sango dropped her phone. Kagome could hear her cries. Miroku picked up the phone as he held his wife as she started sputtering the message to him.
"Kagome, are you sure?"
Although he couldn't see, Kagome nodded into her arm, which was now folded over the top of her knees. "Hai, I am. The doctors said there wasn't anything they could do. I've got to go, tell Sango bye for me, k?"
"Of course, Kagome. Bye."
"G'bye, Miroku."
Kagome lifted her head and flipped her cell phone closed. Her legs stretched out in front of her as she closed her eyes and let the tears wash over her face. She ran out of the room and down the stairs. Getting her prescriptions from the front desk, Kagome paid and left the building. In her car she was drained completely. She didn't even realize she was driving until she was at her house.
END CHAPTER
Well then. Isn't that a lovely chapter? I'm gonna start working on the next chapter here ASAP. So don't freak out too much, k? Oh, and one IMPORTANT thing goin on here:
If any of you know the names of Inu's parents, or have an idea of what they could/might be, please tell me. I really need to know. I uh, kinda have another story goin on in my head right about now... lol. I'll prolly post the prologue soon, but that one won't be updated every day. I prolly wont update that one for a while after the prologue if I post it before this story is over.
Hope y'all are enjoying this story. Later!
Inu Face
