This one is themed around a character from Conspirator's awesome fic, "Descent Into Madness". I wrote it because Yoshida's just cool. If you haven't read Conspirator's fic, go do so, now! I can only dream that my writing will one day be as good as hers. XD
Kizu
Yoshida had learned a lot about medicine in the past year living with his new wife, the village doctor's daughter. But nothing he'd ever experienced prepared him for this. A man was carried into the clinic with a severe cut near the wrist. His arms were crisscrossed with similar scars, so this clearly wasn't the first time that this had occurred, just the worst. The doctor took a look at the arm and quickly got to work, disinfecting the wound and stitching it up. "Is he going to make it?" Yoshida asked quietly.
"Well…he'll survive this wound, I'm sure, but from these scars, you can tell he has a wound to the heart that's worse. As unfortunate as it is, modern medicine can't cure those. They can only heal on their own, if the victim's lucky."
Yoshida watched silently, his thoughts drawn to his young redheaded friend in Kyoto.
傷
End "Kizu"
Author's notes:
So, uh…been a while, hasn't it? XD Sorry, I had writer's block. The good news is that my birthday was the fourth, so I'm officially sixteen now:grin:
Now, to answer the question on everyone's minds. Would a late-19th century Japanese man turn to cutting in attempted suicide? I really don't know. XD Obviously, a former or current soldier would be more likely to perform ritual suicide, but what of a poor peasant whose hit hard times? Well, he'd probably jump off a bridge or something... XD But assuming there was no suitable bridge nearby? I know it's a bit of a stretch, but I chose cutting because it's one of the more visual methods. Thus it suited the drabble best.
One last thing: You won't have to wait as long for the next few drabbles! I wrote three of them last night. XD Expect those in the next few days.