WARNING!
There's heavy cursing in this chapter! No kid's stuff!
Chapter 11 – Inuyasha's Day
The morning had just come, and the clocks of ward K10-3 turned 8 AM. The ward started getting up for a new day. And, like in all rooms, this happened also in Miroku's and Inuyasha's room.
Miroku sat up, yawned once and stretched a bit. Inuyasha also got up and started scratching his right ear with his foot.
"Hehe, morning, Inuyasha!" Miroku cheered.
Then three knocks were heard from behind the door. Two nurses stepped in; Kaede and Mitsuhiro.
"Good morning, boys! Did ye sleep well?" Kaede asked.
"Thank you, I guess we both did", Miroku nodded with a small smile. But suddenly his eyes turned at Mitsuhiro. He had brown leather gloves on his hands and a pretty big syringe. Miroku's smile faded.
"Don't you dare..." Miroku growled, but Mitsuhiro came closer, not listening to him.
"This is a routine thing, Miroku. You know it", Mitsuhiro said seriously and sat on Inuyasha's bed. He grabbed Inuyasha from his biceps, turned him around his back against him and pressed him down on his stomach. As Mitsuhiro lowered Inuyasha's pants, Kaede stroke the boy's shoulder blades gently.
"Good... That's it, that's it..." she murmured as the man gave the boy the injection, which made him go limp.
Miroku looked at this scene pretty disgusted. Inuyasha was actually more often on the verge of being overmedicated or in a straitjacket than all free in the ward with other patients. But being medicated was more comfortable for Inuyasha, as he could move and go toilet on his own, which was a huge plus.
Mitsuhiro pulled up the boy's pants and said:
"Now I'll give you a shower."
The duo walked through the ward towards one of the shower rooms slowly, as Inuyasha could barely walk because of the medicine. Mitsuhiro pushed the boy carefully in the showering room and locked the door after him from the inside.
"Want me to help you undress?" he asked. Inuyasha was clearly trying to get his shirt off, but because it didn't seem to work out, Mitsuhiro helped him. He pulled out his shirt. Next went off the pants. Then the nurse took a shower chair from behind the shower curtain. He helped Inuyasha slowly sit down on the chair and gave the boy the shower.
"Okay now, buddy. You hold the shower, and I'll do the washing. Okay?"
And so Mitsuhiro turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature pretty hot.
Nowadays Inuyasha wasn't usually able to take care of himself. Year by year all his self-caring skills had dropped. But it wasn't only because of his illness – but also because of his strong medciation. Being medicated or strapped in a straightjacket or a bed were the only ways to make sure the ward was a safe place for both the patients and doctors.
Inuyasha sat in the shower chair, moving the shower slowly here and there. Then he closed his eyes and sighed.
"Hey, stay awake", Mitsuhiro said while petting Inuyasha's shoulder. Then he squeezed some shampoo on his hand and started rubbing the boy's long and strong hair. Then he moved to his dog ears and rubbed them as gently as possible. That was something Inuyasha didn't like at all, and started growling.
"No growling", Mitsuhiro said calm, took the shower from the boy's hands and started washing all the shampoos and shower gels off.
Mitsurhiro was the only nurse Inuyasha got along with, trusted and honored. Mitsuhiro had been his own nurse ever since the children's ward years back, and as Inuyasha was transferred here, ward K10-3, Mitsuhiro moved with him, because their care relationship wasn't wanted to be broken. They had been together for eight years by now.
Mitsuhiro grabbed the shower and flushed Inuyasha from top to bottom. Then he turned the shower off, took two white towels from the shelf.
"Here, help me to help you", he smiled. Inuyasha slowly dried his thighs as Mitsuhiro rubbed the boy's hair. And as he was finished, he started helping Inuyasha drying the last of himself.
And in no time, he was all dried up. Mitsuhiro took the hospital clothes from the cabinet: white shirt and grey pants. He helped the boy to dress up.
"Well this went well. Good", Mitsuhiro praised Inuyasha. They walked out of the shower room.
"So, now we'll go for some breakfast", Mitsuhiro said and put the boy's arm on his shoulders to help him walk.
The breakfast started in the ward at 8 AM and lasted for about half an hour, but it was yielded if needed. Now the hall was empty, except for a patient and a nurse by her.
There they sat. Kagome, who hadn't even touched her food, and Kaede, who was no way letting the girl go before eating everything. Kagome lift her eyes from her meal and saw Inuyasha and Mitsuhiro walking in.
"This porridge is good", Mitsuhiro talked to the boy, just like he'd think he'd answer him. "Would you like some cocoa? Cold? Hot?"
Mitsuhiro brought the tray to Inuyasha. There was a mug of cocoa, a plateful of porridge and two slices of toast. Unlike Kagome, Inuyasha had a great appetite.
Mitsuhiro sat next to Inuyasha, who was drinking the cocoa with a drinking straw.
"Here you go, your Clozapine", Mitsuhiro smiled and did the trick the nurses sometimes did; throw the pills into the porridge and mix. And so the medicine was gone with the porridge. Kaede watched that and smiled.
"Learn from Inuyasha's example, girl", she said, but Kagome wasn't listening.
Inuyasha made through the big breakfast in 15 minutes.
"Good, Inuyasha", Mitsuhiro smiled and took the empty tray into the kitchen.
Inuyasha got up from his chair and started taking slow and shaking steps towards the main corridor.
"Inuyasha, wait...!" Kaede shouted out, fearing the boy wouldn't be able to walk. Mitsuhiro heard this and ran from the kitchen to the dining hall, and saw Inuyasha – standing against the wall, shaking. The man ran to him and grabbed the boy's arm.
"Can you stand? Take it easy, the medicine is still affecting..." Mitsuhiro said, but Inuyasha only broke away from his grab started taking slow steps into the corridor.
"Go to the living room, Inuyasha! I'll be there in a few minutes!" Mitsuhiro shouted after him.
But Inuyasha's journey to the living room didn't go as planned. As he walked the corridor he heard a shout behind him. He turned around and saw a black, pretty tall man, like a shadow. He marched to the boy with a horrible grin, blood flowing from his mouth.
"Hehe, puppy. Now I'm gonna kill ya!" the shawod grinned. Inuyasha whimpered like a dog and backed off. As the shadow just got closer and closer...
"HYAAAARGH!" Inuyasha screamed alarmed and tried to scratch and bite the shadow, but all his attacks just went through the it.
"Let's go!" Kaede shouted to Mitsuhiro in the dining hall. Mitsuhiro ran quickly from the hall to the corridor, and saw the fierce battle his own patient was having. Then in the corridor appeared Aori, Ken and Ryo, all of them nurses. Inuyasha shouted, fell on ground and got up again fast, shaking.
"I'll get the Jacket", nurse Mitsuhiro said and started running towards the medicine room. There they kept not only medicine, but also "Jackets" - straightjackets.
"Inuyasha!" Ryo shouted and grabbed the boy's arm. "Hey! Calm down, everything's fine."
But the boy couldn't calm down. Kaede grabbed his other arm, Arahi and Ken took his legs. Inuyasha fidgeted weakly and whimpered.
"That's it, that's it..." Kaede hushed, holdig the boy with all her old woman's strength.
Every patient in the ward had heard this. A huge mob of patients stood at the living room's door and followed the scene a bit starteled. Kagome, too, was standing at the dining hall's doorway, watching. But before this, she had poured her milk to the windowsill's plant and thrown her porridge and toast into the biowaste bin.
Mitsuhiro ran to the scene.
"Here it is", said a bit out of breath from running. "Grab his wrists and get on with it."
The fight to get Inuyasha in the straightjacket was long and fierce. But finally the boy gave up fighting back and fell on floor on his stomach, strapped in his straightjacket. He had stopped all objecting, just laid on the floor, panting a little.
"Okay. Now to the isolation room."
And so Inuyasha was carried through the ward to the corridor of isolation rooms. The nurses opened room number two.
Since Inuyasha was already wearing the straightjacket, he didn't need to be strapped on the bed. He was put down on the bed on his stomach by the nurses. Inuyasha fidgeted a little, but just to see what was happening, not to get free. Then he heard steps from behind him. He tried to see him, but couldn't turn his head back enough. But he could smell medicine chemicals - that guy over there was going to give him an injection.
Inuyasha's pants were pulled down half his thighs, and the needle was stung on his butt. The boy went a bit limp and his eyes went half closed. Nothing special.
"That's it. Good job", the nurse who had given the injection, said. "And good job you too, Inuyasha. Thank you for taking this so easy this time."
Now they turned Inuyasha on his back, but still didn't strap him down. And so the nurses walked out of the room, cheerful. Only Mitsuhiro stayed. He would now be keeping company to him.
When a patient was limb restrained, a nurse will always sit by him/her, and follow how he/she was doing. And every two hours, the nurse switched to another. But if Mitsuhiro happened to be at work at the same time as Inuyasha was limb restrained, he would look after him until the end of his shift. This was because Inuyasha felt better being with Mitsuhiro – everyone knew that.
Mitsuhiro got himself a chair from the office and sat down by Inuyasha. He had a pen and some kind of a form in his hands.
"Okay now, buddy. Tell me what happened back there?", Mitsuhiro asked, just like he'd wait the boy to answer him. "I guess it was a hallucination you were fighting. Am I right?"
No kind of an answer.
"Then we nurses came. Were you starteled of us? Why did you attack us?"
Silence. Mitsuhiro sighed.
"You'd be surprised if you knew how happy I'd be if you just said a word. One little word. Even a curse word. Anything. Hm? Would you?" he pleaded. For a while he was as silent as his patient, until he had an idea, and snapped his fingers: "I know! Would you call me a fucking idiot? Or an asshole-motherfucker? How would that be?"
It was no surprise for Mitsuhiro that Inuyasha said absolutely nothing. He didn't laugh, not even smile. All sounds he let out were yawns.
Hours went by, and soon it was 5 PM. Rattle of the food carts echoed from the corridor.
"Say, would you like smashed potatoes and chicken?" Mitshiro asked the half-sleeping Inuyasha.
"Wait for a few minutes, I'll get you a share." After saying that the man left the room, leaving Inuyasha alone, which wasn't actually allowed to do. The boy closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He could hear cheerful chattering from the corridor. Someone opened the door a bit – Koga and Jakotsu. Koga waved to him with a grin, Jakotsu formed a heart with his fingers and gave him a few flying kisses.
Soon Mitsuhiro came in with a tray of food.
"So. Now I'll elevate the head of the bed", Mitsuhiro said. After the bed's back was upright, Mitsuhiro started spooning the food into the boy's mouth, which he ate with a great appetite.
The evening came, and Inuyasha still laid in the isolation room's bed, strapped in a straightjacket. Mitsuhiro had been beside him all day, but now his shift was ending. He had just finished his cup of coffee, and now he was putting his coat on next to Inuyasha, to tell him good night.
"The doctor said that you will be strapped here for at least until morning", Mitsuhiro told. "I'll be here in the morning shift. We'll see about things then!" And so he took a few steps towards the door, but turned around towards Inuyasha and said with a smile: "Good night!"
