Here's the next chapter. I'll have my other fic out in a bit but this comes first because you all were good enough to give me five reviews so soon. It makes me even happier that people have told me that both of my stories are unique, that's what I was trying to go for.
I won't beg for reviews, but I roughly update every four to five I get or whenever I have the time. After all I do want people to have the chance to read and tell me what they think and how to improve so that I can keep that in mind next chapter that I post.
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Thread Bound
Chapter One
The Girl Who Interfered"Look mommy I found a feather, can I fly now?" the child asked.
"I'm afraid not sweetie. We humans weren't meant to fly no matter how many feathers we collect."
"What about birds? How come they have wings and we don't? That isn't very fair," he pouted.
"No but that's alright. Do you know what happens to birds that fly too high? Trying to transcend this world?"
"No."
"They get cold, and stop breathing, and they fall until they hit the ground and only then does anyone acknowledge them."
"That's cruel mommy."
"Is it really? Is it really, truly a cruel thing to be remembered in death more clearly than alive?"* * * * * * * * * *
"Doctor, he's showing signs of shock what should we do?"
"Bring the defibrillator, let's see if we can give his system a jump start. Nurse Hinako, prepare to have his stomach pumped and see if you can contact his immediate family. Ask that girl what her relation to the patient is."
"Yes sir."
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"Miss…"
"…"
"Miss…"
She placed a hand on Rin's shoulder and shook it gently, startling her out of her reverie.
"Oh I'm sorry. I was in my own little world for a second," she forced a smile for the concerned nurse. In truth she had been going over the shocking events of the past few hours and her mind kept asking "Why." She knew that something bad had happened but she didn't expect to walk in on a suicide attempt, let alone one by someone like him. That beautiful man whose life they were now frantically trying to save.
"What exactly is your relationship to Mr. Toyotomi?"
"My relationship…?"
"Yes, how do you know him?"
"I…" how could she answer that? She glanced at the sign above the constantly swinging double doors, which read "No visitors beyond this point unless family accompanied by a doctor or nurse" and answered," I'm his girlfriend," well I'm AM a girl and I hope to be his friend.
The nurse seemed to mull that over in her head and Rin prayed that she would buy it…and was relieved when the young woman nodded, indicating the she should follow her through the doors.
Rin you idiot, you just made him your problem, what happens when he wakes up- if he wakes up, she shivered- and discovers your lie? He might be mad at you for stopping him.
She let out a heavy sigh, drawing the nurses attention back to her.
"Is everything alright Ms. Hattori?"
"I'm fine, just worrying about my boyfriend."
"We'll its up to him if he wants to survive. There has to be some kind of reason why he tried to kill himself."
She winced in mild irritation. Did this woman have to tactlessly put it out in the open like that? If I were his real girlfriend I'd be ticked at her insensitivity, heck, I'm irritated now. A brief flash of memory brought his frightening eyes back to haunt her.
After getting over her initial panic, she checked his temperature, finding him slightly feverish and lifted his eyelids to find pupils so dilated that she could barely make out the honey gold of his irises. She left his eyes alone and imagined that he was giving her an accusing stare before the pale lids gradually shut and she worked up the courage to call an ambulance.
The nurse stopped and she barely avoided crashing into the woman before she inclined her head, indicating that Rin should enter. Another nurse was already there, checking his vital signs every once in a while and she surmised that he was hidden from view by the curtain that surrounded the bed.
"How is he miss…"
"Hinako. He's doing quite well and it's a miracle that he's still alive with the number of sleeping pills he ingested. We are fortunate, very fortunate that he didn't fully absorb the chemicals into his bloodstream. Otherwise we'd be making preparations for his funeral by now.
"Do you know when he'll wake up?"
"Only time will tell. But he's already out of the danger zone so I'd give it a couple of hours until he wakes."
"Good, I want to speak with him when he's conscious again"
She turned to leave and was stopped by a firm hand.
"It'll do him good to have someone he cares about here when he awakes. Stay, I was just about to leave so you can have my chair."
Crap, almost made my getaway.
"But…"
"No buts. A man as handsome as him needs to be watched carefully. I find that it's always the supposedly perfect ones who are the unhappiest. Maybe his girlfriend can find out why he wants to end his life and discourage him form further attempts."
"But…"
"What did I say?" she waggled a playful finger at the younger woman before smiling and making a quick exit. Closing the door behind her.
Rin sighed and ran a weary hand through her ebony locks, she was really regretting lying to the nurse now. Slowly she walked over to the edge of the curtain and pushed it all the way around the track on the ceiling, revealing the patient within.
Taking a seat she watched his still face, noting that it was still as pale as before, or maybe that was just his natural complexion. He shifted slightly, and she reached out a hesitant hand to tuck a stray hair behind his ear. At least she tried, but she found herself marveling at the silk of his hair as well as the color. It was a magnificent shade of platinum blonde and she wondered if such a rare color could be real, especially for someone Japanese. She allowed the strands to fall through her fingers like water as she took in the details of his face, absentmindedly tracing her fingers over each feature of interest.
Sesshoumaru's face was classically aristocratic and she wondered what family he was a descendent of to have inherited such beauty. She was certain- with a pang of jealousy- that, man or woman, he would have passed for attractive no matter what he'd been born as. He had a straight nose and lips that pouted when he rested. His eyelids were finely veined, with thick black lashes that were a fascinating contrast against his skin, letting her know that he wasn't an albino of some sort despite his pale skin.
She found herself wanting to know what his eyes would look like normally, as she combed her fingers through his hair, and he gave he the opportunity shortly thereafter because his eyes opened, revealing golden irises that she could've drowned in had he not demanded quietly," I would appreciate it if you wouldn't put your hands on me, girl."
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Sesshoumaru watched a veritable rainbow of emotions flit across her face before she settled on embarrassment and quickly withdrew her hand.
There was one moment when he looked up at the glaringly white ceiling and thought that he had made it to a place that he was certain he wouldn't be going to after he killed himself.
The girl must surely be some kind of bedraggled angel with her shabby work clothes in contrast with a face that he found to be rather pleasing to his eyes.
That drug I put my system must have made me insane as well he thought because Sesshoumaru Toyotomi was not a man who bothered with looks, especially those of others.
He cocked his head, frowning at the girl and wondering why the room was bouncing around so much before closing his eyes again and asking, "who are you? Why am I not dead? And what gave you the audacity to molest me in my sleep?"
"Molest?!" her voice was outraged.
"And what else would you call unwanted touching by some penniless woman who you are certain you've never met and who you are equally certain you don't want to know?"
"Well I'm sorry for my bedraggled appearance Mr. Toyotomi," she ground out," but I prefer not to clean in my Sunday's best. As for being penniless, I prefer to be called lower middle class. What an attitude for someone who nearly died. Ingrate."
"Childish name-calling is it now? No on asked you to save me. People tend not to try and kill themselves unless they want to be dead and I assure you, that was my desire."
He glared at her, noting the horror on her face at his frank admission.
Turning away he pulled the covers over his and asked," apparently you know nothing about the world of adults. Where is my normal cleaning woman?"
"Firstly, I'm eighteen and therefore, legally, an adult. Second, she had to go to the hospital because her husband was in an accident."
"He would get himself into something as foolish as a car accident, wouldn't he."
"You know her husband? You know Kagome?"
"Kagome? Is that the witch's name?"
"She's not a witch."
"She has to be to put up with that idiot."
"Well you shouldn't call her names."
"Any why, pray tell, shouldn't I? She is my sister-in-law after all. I can call her what I wish."
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Looks like Sess is quite the brat, isn't he. I have to stop here for now but please review and I'll have the next chapter out eventually, 'kay? It all depends on my work schedule.