DISCLAIMER.
Me no own. Not mine. Nope, nuh-huh. Not here. And so on and so forth.
-x-
June seventeenth
Well, now Hiei will be happy to know he's finally got backup for every time he calls me stupid. I've been hospitalized for incorrectly handling a plant. Yes, that's right, a plant.
I don't know much about what is happening, in all honesty. Hiei will not tell me anything; he doesn't want my frazzled mind to mix up anything he tells me. The poison from the plant causes my thinking to slow.
Hiei doesn't say much at all, actually. He stands by my bed for short periods of time sometimes, when my mother isn't here and when he doesn't have to work and when the hospital isn't very busy. He never did like busy places. He prefers isolated tree branches. Sometimes I pretend to fall asleep when he's here. I always hope that maybe he'll stay with me. Of course, that would be a pointless waste of time. He always leaves within the minute.
I wish, sometimes. I wish he would stay.
When I'm released, the first thing I am going to do is grow my mother a bouquet of beautiful roses. Red and pink, and I'll tie them with a soft ribbon like she loves. She worries constantly over me. I feel badly to worry her out of sheer stupidity. Getting bitten by a poisonous plant. Honestly. . .
Now I'm tired. I'm going to go to sleep. I'll dream of Hiei, if I'm lucky.