I don't believe this – 40 chapters and over 8500 views in less than a year. I would never have believed this would get so much attention, and that I (and some other people, thanks to them ^^) have had all the ideas and themes for all these chapters. At first this story was only in finnish (my native language), and there should have been only 16 chapters. I would have Never even considered translating this. As said – it's hard to believe this.
It could be this story can reach in Lord knows how many chapters, as I couldn't really think about stopping writing this. I love writing it, it's like watching a movie for me.
I think my english has improved. My greatest problems are in/on/into/at, and there can be countless of weird words or something that doesn't belong there. You can always correct me, I would actually be happy.
But if you REALLY want to make me happy, give me an idea or a theme for a chapter. Or even just a scene or sumthin'. And thanks to Hrtofdrkns from Deviantart for the main idea for this chapter!
Well, here we have the 40th chapter! This might be one of my favourites. ^^
Chapter 40 – A Bad Mistake
Mitsuhiro opened the door to his apartment and sighed as he closed it. Oh God he was exhausted. It was almost 9 PM and he had just got out from work at Kuroshima. He had had a double shift today – from 7 AM to 8 PM. He crashed on the sofa and closed his eyes for a minute. Then he got to the fridge – there was something he would really want now. But it was empty. He sighed again. He had to go to the grocery store.
The store wasn't far away. He got home in no time. And what had he bought? Just normal things – some coffee, milk, yogurt, one small chocolate bar and noodles... And a six-pack of beer – something he loved as much as his own patient Inuyasha loved Mountain Dew.
"Cheers", the man mumbled, looking at his pet guinea pig Alvin in his cage.
Mitsuhiro watched TV as he drank the beer can by can. By 11 PM the whole six-pack was gone. The man was feeling a bit funny. He knew he would have work tomorrow, too, and now he was drunk. But he didn't care.
Morning came, and Mitsuhiro had slept better than ever. When the alarm clock rang, he just grabbed it and threw it away. Oh God, why now? He was feeling like he had been hit by a car.
'Could I have a fever...?' he thought. He did check his temperature. But it was perfect. So that meant only one thing – he had a hangover. But he had to go to work. So he put on his jeans and leather coat and left the apartment.
He was maybe a bit careless for driving his car to the hospital. He really should have taken the bus. But everything went well, and he arrived there in time.
He had a headache. But he tried to gather himself. He opened the main door to the ward K10-3 and closed it. He walked to the nurses' break room.
"Good morning, Mitsuhiro!" said a young girl – Reiki! She had been gone for a while, as she was a student. She had been back to school, and now she was back here for a new period.
"Mornin'", Mitsuhiro gave a feeble fake smile as he put on his nurse gown.
Other nurses went to work, but Mitsuhiro sat in the break room, sipping his coffee. This was his third cup.
But suddenly he heard a loud cry from somewhere far away. He got up and started jogging towards the noise. It was Inuyasha. He was fighting a whole pack of nurses in the corridor. Reiki was watching this from afar.
"Reiki, get the size M straightjacket!" a male nurse shouted. Even though Reiki had always before resisted this in her mind, now she put up with it and ran away to get the jacket.
As she ran by Mitsuhiro, he sighed and walked to the battlefield.
"Say something to calm him!" one nurse shouted. Mitsuhiro knelt down beside Inuyasha's head and put his hand between his ears.
Reiki arrived, with the jacket in her hands. Now she had learned in the school how to strap people in the jackets, so she joined all the nurses to help the strapping. Mitsuhiro joined too.
As Inuyasha was strapped up, all the nurses got up from the floor and stared at the helpless boy on the floor on his stomach.
"I think he needs an injection", Mitsuhiro thought. "I'll go get it."
And so he went into the medicine room and grabbed the liquid sedative they used on Inuyasha. But what? It was empty! The man looked all over for an another jar and finally found the pill-version of the medicine. Would Inuyasha take it? Who knows. But what Mitsuhiro knew was that he needed something else too. Somethin to ease his headache – he needed some aspirin. So he took an another pill and put them both in different medicine cups. But the pills looked a bit the same... He poured some water in a plastic mug and swallowed one pill. He was relieved – the headache would subside soon.
He walked back to Inuyasha and the company. The nurses lift Inuyasha up sitting. He was growling and squirming.
"Here you go", Mitsuhiro said calm and tried to put the pill in the boy's mouth. But he didn't open his mouth. Finally two nurses who held him from behind grabbed him from his chin and upper fangs, opening the boy's mouth up to the upmost with force. The fight was fierce. Inuyasha was screaming and trying to bite the hands holding his jaws open. This was something that Reiki didn't want to watch. But she knew she had to, if she ever wants to become a nurse.
Mitsuhiro managed to get the pill down Inuyasha's mouth. Now some water. The two nurses were still holding the boy's mouth open, and Mitsuhiro started pouring the water in his mouth. He didn't swallow it. He coughed it up so it wet not only himself, but also Mitsuhiro's lap.
Oh Goddamn, why did he act up like this just when Mitsuhiro felt dead?
Well, finally Inuyasha swallowed the water, and as he was wearing the straightjacket and was medicated (they thought), he was let free in the ward.
But something was wrong. Inuyasha was still acting very aggressively. He growled at everyone and let nobody near. Like nothing had happened. Like the medicine hadn't taken effect.
And it wasn't the only thing that was wrong. Mitsuhiro was feeling really weird. He couldn't feel the toes, his sight had doubled and got hazy. He felt like he weighed two grams and simply euphoric.
Then he crashed on the main corridor's floor. And one nurse saw this.
"M-Mitsuhiro!" she shouted and ran to him. "Help!" she called out, and in a few seconds, all the nurses of the ward ran to them.
"Mitsuhiro! Say something!" Reiki pleaded. The man tried to get up from the floor, but suddenly fell unconcious.
Next time he woke up he found himself from the examination bed in the doctor's office. He felt so lightheaded he wondered was he dead.
"Oh, you're awake!" the doctor beside the bed smiled. "We took a blood test from you as you were unconcious, and we found something quite interesting."
"Uhh... Wha'?" the man mumbled and sat up.
"There was a huge amount of the sedative medicine in your blood that's used on Inuyasha when he's on his worst. I really have no idea how it has got inside you."
"Hmm..." Mitsuhiro wondered. Then he got it! "Well, this is a bit embarrassing but to be honest... I got drunk big time last evening... And I had a hangover and a horrible headache as I got here... I thought I could have some aspirin when I went to get sedatives for Inuyasha... I think I took the wrong pill."
The doctor's eyes widened.
"You are lucky to be alright!" she said. "The dose you had is very dangerous for a normal human, as you have seen how it knocks out even a demon boy."
"I'm really sorry..." Mitsuhiro apologized. "I just feel a bit... weird."
"You have a hangover. I'd say you go home for the rest of the day. Stay away from alcohol and come back tomorrow."
"Okay. Thanks."
As the medicine Inuyasha had had was only aspirin, the sedatives had to be given. But nobody wanted to go through the huge fight they had when making Inuyasha eat the aspirin pill. And so everyone agreed to give him an injection. This time it worked – Inuyasha went all dazed in a few seconds.
Mitsuhiro had changed his nurse clothes to his own. But there was something he had to check upon before he left.
Inuyasha sat on one of the living room's windowsills. Mitsuhiro walked to him and pet his thigh.
"I'm sorry you had to go through this", he said. "I shouldn't have even come here today... Well, we'll see tomorrow. Ciao!"
Even though Inuyasha was practically harmless as dazed and strapped, he shouldn't be left alone. Someone should look after him. And who would it be? Maybe Reiki? This could be one of her new lessons handeling a very sick patient. And after all, she knew him somewhat. She did remember when they first met and the moment when he tried to attack her. But she had got over it.
"Remember, Reiki", one nurse told. "Always do the alarm if Inuyasha attacks someone."
The young woman nodded.
She walked to the living room and saw Inuyasha sitting on the sofa, his right foot on the table.
"Uh... Hi, Inuyasha..." Reiki spoke and got closer carefully. She sat next to him and sighed. "I am here to look after you. I'm here just for you."
The boy stared at her and turned his ears back. Reiki felt a bit uneasy, but leaned back and tried to relax.
There they sat for almost an hour, when suddenly a male nurse named Akihari came to them and said:
"Now it's time something we call on patients in straightjackets – the toilet time", he said. "As he can't do it, I will help him. Even though you are female, I think you should come with us. There are no female patients who ever get strapped in the jacket, at least for now, but you should see how it is done."
Reiki nodded.
Akihari led Inuyasha through the ward to the men's toilet, Reiki right after them. He opened the door and pushed Inuyasha in. The man pulled the boy's pants down and sat him on the seat.
"Don't you think he is embarrassed about this?" she asked.
"Nah, Inuyasha is embarrassed of nothing", Akihari said. "Not even the wiping-part. This has to be done many times a day always when he is wearing the straightjacket, as he can't say when he needs to go. This has been a part of his days here for over two years."
"Yeah, I do understand..." Reiki nodded. "I bet he prefers this over diapers."
"Oh yes", he said as he pulled the boy's pants up. "He actually did wear diapers for a little while when he was younger, new in here, about 14 years old, but not anymore. Now he can hold it in between the toilet visits. He doesn't need them anymore."
Next it was dinner time. And Reiki was responsible over Inuyasha. Inuyasha sat on his chair and followed as Reiki made him a portion and brought it to him. Now, this was her first time feeding a real patient.
The food was spaghetti. Reiki spun the fork around the spaghetti and gave it to Inuyasha. He chomped it and swallowed. He opened his mouth for more, drooling on the table. This got easier for Reiki, fork by fork. And it didn't take long before the plate was empty. Reiki smiled – she was proud of herself.
The dinner was over. Reiki was standing in the doorway, Inuyasha right beside her. She was wondering what to do next. Then she knew!
She had talked to one, should you say, the most appropriate patient of this ward, for the previous time she was here – Inuyasha's roomie, Miroku. He had told her Inuyasha likes to listen someone reading to him. Maybe she could give it a shot?
There was a shelf of books and DVDs in the living room, and there was a book she thought the boy would maybe like – Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. It was a pretty long story, but she had been thinking – as her practical training would be long, almost half a year, and she was like another "own nurse" for Inuyasha, she would have time to read the book to him, chapter-by-chapter.
"Follow me, Inuyasha", Reiki said and grabbed Inuyasha from his shoulder. She led him through the ward to the isolation wing, and from there, to the calm down room. She did keep the main lights off, but turned on a smaller lamp and sat down next to it.
"Sit down, on the beanbag", she smiled and pointed at the Fat Boy -beanbag. Inuyasha crashed on it and stared at the woman with his red, glowing eyes.
"Now, I'm gonna start reading you the first part of Harry Potter book series. Have you seen any of the movies?"
Inuyasha didn't answer. Reiki knew it, but just wanted to give it a shot. She started reading.
Inuyasha really seemed to enjoy listening. Reiki had been reading for almost an hour until they finally stopped. Inuyasha had started yawning, so Reiki took Inuyasha to his room.
"You should have a quick rest. You have been acting really good today", she smiled as she closed the blinds and curtains, leaving the room.
She met Miroku on the living room's sofa, next to Sango.
"Hi, Miroku", she greeted. "Inuyasha is a bit tired, having a nap in your room. Could you wait for an hour or something not going in there?"
"Yeah, sure", Miroku nodded.
Inuyasha was sure tired, but he didn't sleep. He laid on his back, arms wrapped around his chest by the straightjacket, staring at the ceiling. Maybe he could trust the young lady. Gaining his trust was something only few people ever could do.
