Sorry I haven't been writing. I have had no inspiration or ideas, but here comes:

Chapter 35 – Checkup

Inuyasha sat on the nearest windowsill from his and Miroku's room. He banged his forehead against the window, pouting. He hated these days. They happeded 3-4 times a year.

The doctor. At the central hospital. As some people here at K10.-3 call, "the vet", Koga always laughed at it, but Inuyasha sure was not amused.

"So", said Mitsuhiro, who walked to Inuyasha, sitting on the windowsill. The man reached his hand slowly towards the Inuyasha and after being sure the boy wouldn't attack him, and finally he laid his hand on his shoulder.

"Get ready. We'll give you a slight sedation shot, just to make sure things will go well. Well... hm... yea. Get ready, I'll be back in no time."

As Mitsuhiro walked away and turned away to another corridor, Inuyasha stared back towards him. Then he jumped down from the windowsill and walked slowly, maybe more like tip-toed, after him. He peeked from behind the corner where Mitsuhiro had just walked to. Crap! He just managed to see the man walk into the medicine room and shut the door.

Kaede had seen Inuyasha walk past the office's window. She knew what was going to happen. So she grabbed a pair of thick leather gloves from the shelf and put them on. Then she went after the boy.

She walked slowly towards Inuyasha. As she got closer, she started talking quietly:

"That's it... It's okay... Don't worry..."

Inuyasha turned his head over his shoulder and lowered his ears. He, too, knew what was going to happen. He didn't like it, but didn't care much either.

Mitsuhiro came out of the medicine room, with a syringe in his hand.

"Ah, I see things are halfway done in here", he said. "Now, let's get this finished with honour!"

Both Mitsuhiro and Kaede had got ready for a fight. They reached the boy with hands up.

"Aaaand..." Mitsuhiro said and quickly grabbed Inuyasha from his biceps and turned him so that that the boy was facing his back against him.

"Now!" he shouted and pushed nuyasha on the floor, carefully, as the boy didn't fight back. He started pulling down the boy's pants. Kaede got closer quiet and slow, and managed to give him the injection.

"That went smooth", said Mitsuhiro, as he stood up, rubbing his neck.

"You call that smooth?" asked a low voice from the other end of the corridor. Both Mitsuhiro and Kaede turned to see who it was. It was Miroku. He started walking towards them slow and firm, with a glare that could kill someone.

"Don't you have any sympathy?" he hissed. "What would you think if someone pulled your pants down to sting you with a needle on the butt?"

"Miroku..." Kaede sighed as Mitsuhiro was pulling Inuyasha's pants back up, petting his shoulderblade. "Ye know how things go with him. Ye ARE his room mate after all."

Miroku stared at the old woman for a while, and sighed. She was right. But Inuyasha was his friend. It was hard to see him suffer.

"Yeah, well, you're doing your job. Whatever. Tch." And he walked away.

Inuyasha had sat on the living room's sofa for an hour with Mitsuhiro next to him. They were waiting for the moment. THE moment. When Inuyasha was still dazed, but not too much, so he could stay up almost normally and manage the trip to the hospital. And now the moment has come.

Mitsuhiro had put a small pouch of some small, white sedative pills, Benzodiazepines, in his pocket. They weren't so strong that they would daze him, but at least calm him down a bit. But all the nurses were sure it wouldn't be needed.

Mitsuhiro had just came from the nurses' dressing room, taking off his white coat and changing it to his black leather coat which he always wore outside. After that he returned to the ward.

What he saw first was Inuyasha, leaning against a windowsill, looking a bit depressed. But when he sensed the man, he quickly turned his head towards him.

"So, now we're goin' now!" Mitsuhiro shouted and waved his hand towards Inuyasha, to make him follow him.

"I just called the taxi", said Mitsuhiro, when the duo stood in front of the K-10 building door.

Inuyasha growled a bit.

"Come on, we don't need an ambulance now do we?"

The black taxi drove in front the building and stopped. The driver came out from the car...

"Hello, mister. How may I help..." he said, but suddenly stopped after seeing the boy with white dog ears and red eyes. "Ah! Excuse me!" the driver cried out and drove away. Inuyasha and Mitsuhiro stared after him. Mitsuhiro sighed.

"Well, I guess we need an ambulance."

"I called the taxi", Mitsuhiro told Inuyasha as he put his iPhone in his pocket. But he was getting a bit nervous. There was no time to lose. The medicine won't last forever. On the other hand, he trusted Inuyasha would make it.

The ambulance came and parked in front of Mitsuhiro and Inuyasha. They sat in and the journey to the hospital started.

The ambulance shook and trembled every now and then. And every time the car bumped, Inuyasha let out a growl.

"Don't worry", Mitsuhiro chuckled. "We'll be there in no time."

The ambulance stopped in front of the hospital's main door. Mitsuhiro hopped out from the car's back doors and reached his hand towards the boy inside.

"I can support you, if you can't get out. I understand if you think you can't stand."

Inuyasha turned his ears back and carefully climbed out. Mitsuhiro thanked the ambulance team and so the duo walked inside.

The place was filled with people, obviously. But one thing was even more obvious – Inuyasha was the only demon in the whole building. As they walked side by side, Inuyasha sniffed and looked around, trembling a bit, clearly nervous. Mitsuhiro noticed this and grabbed the boy's hand. Inuyasha didn't react first, but after a moment he tightened his grip a bit.

"Here we are..." said Mitsuhiro as he and Inuyasha had found their way through the hospital all the way to the polyclinic. But why is Inuyasha this nervous this time? Usually things went guite well, but now he was shaking.

Mitsuhiro knew why.

This was Inuyasha's first time at adults' polyclinic as he had just turned 16, and the line between pediatric and adults' care was just in between 15-16. Inuyasha might be scary or even dangerous, but he was not a monster, and, actually and very clearly, his psychological growth had stopped a long time ago, as he had been hospitalized since eight years of age. Doctors and psychologists believed he might be on the level of a 11-year-old child. He had no shame, and if you got inside his heart, he would be protective and actually caring.

"Come, sit here", Mitsuhiro said as he sat down on a bench in the middle of the waiting room. Inuyasha sat next to him in his dog pose. Mitsuhiro examined the boy's ears. They turned from side to side, and his shoulders were shaking a bit.

"It will be fine", Mitsuhiro comforted him and pet his shoulder.

"Inuyasha Kita", a man behind one door called.

"Okay, let's go", Mitsuhiro said and stood up. Inuyasha didn't move. "Come. After this I'll buy you a Mountain Dew."

And so Inuyasha got up and slowly walked to Mitsuhiro, and together they walked into the room.

"So", the man, the doctor, said as he sat on his chair. Mitsuhiro sat on another chair opposite him, and Inuyasha sat on the examination table. "This is a big day for you. I have read and heard a lot about you from the pediatrists, and this is your first day here. Welcome."

Mitsuhiro looked at Inuyasha. Inuyasha studied the room, not notifying the doctor.

"Okay, let's take your shirt off", the doctor said. Inuyasha turned his ears back.

"Inuyasha, want me to help you?" asked Mitsuhiro.

But Inuyasha started taking off his shirt by himself, as he wasn't dazed of the madication anymore.

"Now, come here, on the scale."

Inuyasha stepped the scale and stared at the digital screen, where different numbers flashed, until it stopped at a few numbers.

"Hm, 60.8 kg. Very good." the doctor nodded and wrote the info down on a form he was holding. "Now, we'll check your height."

Now Inuyasha leaned aganst the wall. There was a measure high above him. The doctor lowered it until it reached the boy's head.

"168 cm", he said. "You're in, should I say, perfect fit."

"Now, get on the bed."

Inuyasha sat down on the bed and followed the doctor's every move. Then he saw him bring a heart rate monitor. The doctor sat down next to Inuyasha and tried to strap the monitor around his bicep. But Inuyasha didn't like this, and showed it by growling slashing the doctor. Thank God he missed, and didn't carry on fighting, but the doctor was a it startled.

"Well, uh... Will you let me check your pulse and blood pressure?"

Inuyasha gave no answer, but after a long moments of silence, Mitsuhiro nodded and said:

"I think you should give it a shot."

And so the doctor managed to do the measuring. But the results weren't good.

"You have a decent blood pressure, but your pulse in incredibly high... 120 bpm. It should be around 70."

"He's just so nervous. You don't need to be worried, his heart is strong and usually there's nothing wrong with his heart rate", Mitsuhiro said, calm.

"Well then, the last thing", the doctor said, took a thermometer out from his pocket. He was about to put it in Inuyasha's mouth, but the boy backed off against the wall.

"Let me..." Mitsuhro said, took the meter and put it it Inuyasha mouth. This time the boy didn't object.

The thermometer beeped.

"Good. I shall say you are in perfect health", the doctor said and turned towards his computer, starting to write something.

"Now you just have to go have the blood work done", he said as he wrote. "Then you are free to go."

There was a bench beside the blood work room. Inuyasha and Mitsuhiro sat on it and waited. Mitsuhiro looked at Inuyasha. He had calmed down a lot. When the boy turned his eyes towards Mitsuhiro, he turned his ears down and looked away.

"Inuyasha Kita!"

And so they went in from the door. Mitsuhiro closed it after them.

"Now, young man, sit down", the laboratorian lady said and pet the chair opposite her. Inuyasha objected, but Mitsuhiro grabbed him from his biceps and made him sit down. The boy growled. Mitsuhiro put his finger in front of his lips.

"Shh..." he shushed.

As Inuyasha was the master of being stung by needles on his butt, he didn't react to the small needle sting his arm. After getting his bandaid, they left the polyclinic.

"As I promised, now we'll go for a Mountain Dew!" Mitsuhiro smiled and ruffled Inuyasha's hair.

So they walked all the way to the hospital lobby, and from there they turned towards the corridor which led to the cantine.

And there they stood, in the line. Mitsuhiro took a baquette and a coffee. And, as obviously, took a Mountain Dew bottle.

"Don't you want to eat anything?" Mitsuhiro asked. For a while Inuyasha gave a look at the goodies in the glass cabinet. Then he took a cream doughnut and put in on the tray which Mitsuhiro was holding.

After Mitsuhiro had paid, and Inuyasha picked their place, they sat down and started eating.

"I'm very proud of you", Mitsuhiro said as he sipped his coffee. "You could manage your fear and didn't kill the doctor!" he laughed a bit.

For a millisecond, Inuyasha gave a small smirk.