What can I say? ...Poor Jakotsu?

Chapter 47 – Two Meetings of Despair

Things started to settle down after that super-tough day past week. Jakotsu had just been released from the isolation room this morning, and as Inuyasha had been acting okay since yesterday, the doctor's meeting was dated today.

But now the nurses knew better. That what would happen if Inuyasha heard the word 'doctor'. Of course, the word had to be said, so they decided to play it safe.

"So", said Mitsuhiro, who just stepped inside the livingroom. Inuyasha had taken over the whole sofa, laying on it on his back, hands behind his head. He stared at his nurse.

Mitsuhiro knelt down on his level and showed the big syringe, filled with pink liquid.

"I have to give you this", he said, calm. "I'll tell you why in a few minutes. Now sit up."

Inuyasha did not.

"Okay then", Mitsuhiro said, pulled the boy up, turned him around and put him down on his stomach. He pulled his pants down and gave the injection. "I was hoping you'd help me out with this", the man said as he pulled the boy's pants back up. "But good that you didn't object. This medicine wasn't so strong, so you can walk."

"Okay now, as I promised to tell you..." Mitsuhiro said as he stood up. Inuyasha heard someone, maybe more than one, jogging towards them. He heard some jingling. And then he saw three nurses coming into the room, one of them with a straitjacket in his arms, the jingling had come from the belt buckles. His ears shot up. Mitsuhiro waved the other nurse to come closer, and turned back towards Inuyasha.

"Today we will finally have the meeting with the doctor..."

Inuyasha started growling loud and bared his fangs. But he didn't attack the nurses. Even though he didn't seem really dangerous at the moment, the nurses had decided to make sure things would go smooth. And so, they wrapped the boy in the straitjacket. An easy task to do this time as Inuyasha didn't object more than growling.

"But think about it this way, Inuyasha", said Mitsuhiro, as he walked beside Inuyasha towards the dining hall for some breakfast. "You'll meet your dad within a few hours."

Mitsuhiro gathered up a big meal for his patient and brought the tray to him, sitting down next to him. He grabbed the spoon and started feeding him. Inuyasha looked very disgusted. Not because of the food, he was just acting up. But usually, unlike you might think, he looked more like sad than angry.

Breakfast wasn't even finished, when suddenly Mitsuhiro's phone rang.

"Wait a sec", Mitsuhiro told Inuyasha, put the spoon down and answered the phone. "Hospital of Kuroshima, ward K10-3, Mitsuhiro Akiyama."

"Inuyasha's father Inutaisho Kita", said the voice from the phone. "I am about half way there. I just wanted to make sure everything is fine."

"Oh yes. We are just having out breakfast. Inuyasha Has been sedated but not so strong he can't take part in the meeting."

"That's lovely to hear! I'll be there within 45 minutes!"

"Heard that? He'll be here in no time!" Mitsuhito pet Inuyasha's back. Inuyasha had stopped growling.

"I seriously don't know if I even want to do this", sighed a bald man, driving a car. He had purple facepaint.

"Me neither", snorted a man with very long, black hair, tied on a braid. He also had some facepaint – a purple star on his forehead. "That damn Suikotsu, got away with this, staying home!"

"Call them and tell we're on our way."

The phone on one nurse's pocket rang. He was Jakotsu's personal nurse Ryo. He took the phone and answered it.

"Hospital of Kuroshima, ward K10-3, nurse Ryo Sato."

"Hiya, it's Bankotsu Nintai. Just wanted to tell you we are on our way to take part in Jako's doctor's meeting."

"We are waiting. There is one other meeting right before yours, but I don't think you need to wait for long."

"Kay. Bye!"

Inuyasha was sitting on the windowsill that all the nurses called "daddy-window", as that was the spot where Inuyasha spent hours and hours always when it was a day his father was about to come see him. Now he had been sitting there right after his breakfast, just about 45 minutes ago. Inuyasha knew he'd be here any minute.

And there he came. A black car stopped right on the parking lot... and his father stepped out from it. Inuyasha's ears shot up, but as he was wearing a straitjacket, he couldn't keep his balance, and fell on the floor on his stomach. But he got up quickly and ran to the ward's main door.

"...So there he is", Mitsuhiro, sitting in the office, grinned as he started hearing Inuyasha whimpering. He got up from his chair and walked to the boy. "You must be excited, eh?"

Soon the sliver-haired man came from the stairs. Inuyasha started licking the glassy door.

"Heeey", Mitsuhiro grinned and pet the boy's back. Then he opened the door and let the man in.

"My son!" he smiled and opened his arms, hugging him. Inuyasha nuzzled against his chest, whimpering. "I don't like the sight of this straitjacket but... Good that he's not dazed."

Mitsuhiro nodded. "Now, let's get on our way to the doctor."

But things got bad when suddenly Jakotsu came to them in the corridor.

"Inuyasha!" he shouted and started running towards them. Inutaisho's eyes widened, and just before Jakotsu managed to glomp Inuyasha, the man grabbed him from his biceps and lift him up in the air.

"So it's YOU!" the youkai man shouted. "It's YOU who have tried to rape MY SON for who know's how many times! I''ll show you-!"

"Please, mr. Kita..." Mitsuhiro tried to calm him down, but no good. "Please let him down. We are very sorry about what he has done, but..."

"So you are telling me you keep my young son more often dazed and strapped than than this sadistic pervert?!" Inutaisho shouted, but sighed and let him down. Jakotsu just grinned at him for a while, and jogged away.

"Okay, okay, let's get to the doctor..." Inutaisho sighed, put his hand behind his son's back and pushed him with him.

Mitsuhiro knocked the doctor's office's door.

"Come in", a woman's voice called. Mitsuhiro opened the door for them. Everyone sat down, Inutaisho in the middle of Mitsuhiro and Inuyasha.

"So, let's get straight to the point. I don't want to be euphemistic. We aren't really getting onwards with Inuyasha. But we must say maybe we have made very little progress, as he has clearly started taking contact with one patient in the ward..."

"That little girl, Kagome?" Inutaisho raised his eyebrow. The doctor nodded. "I really want to thank her."

"Yes. And we are happy to tell you how much affection Inuyasha is showing towards Mitsuhiro", the doctor smiled at him.

"Good, good..." Inutaisho nodded. "But. Is there any prediction of when Inuyasha will be signed off...?"

"Try to understand", the doctor sighed. "We are talking about years and years... If things don't improve from this, it could be... Ahem, you know..."

"For the rest of his life?" Inutaisho's eyes widened. As the doctor nodded slowly with a sad expression, the man buried his face in his hands. Mitsuhiro pet his shoulder blades, sad too, but Inuyasha sat still, not moving an inch, like he hadn't even heard anything the doctor had said. The whole room was all silent...

Until they could hear quiet sobs coming from the big man. Mitsuhiro looked extremely sorry, and now Inuyasha, too, looked at his father. He slowly reached his strapped body towards him and poked the man's shoulder with his forehead. Inutaisho lift his face from his hands, and Inuyasha started licking his cheek. This made a smile grow on his face, and he ruffled his son's hair.

They talked about Inuyasha's medication for a little while, when they thought the wouldn't be much more to talk about. Since Inutaisho had driven a long way to the Kuroshima hospital, it would be stupid to just stay for the short 15-minute meeting. Inuyasha and his father were taken to the family room, Mitsuhiro sitting with them just as a guard, sitting as far away from them as possible, concentrated on his iPad.

But the doctor had an another hopeless patient to meet.

Jakotsu.

He wasn't actually waiting for his family to arrive. His family consisted of six other men, his brothers. Their relationship was very cold. They all, simply put, hated Jakotsu. They were absolutely disgusted to be known as the brothers of an insane rapist murderer shown on TV, but they had to do something with him. As little as possible, they thought.

The two brothers had just stopped their car next to Inutaisho's. The bald man, Renkotsu, locked it and so they got into the building K10. They took the elevator to the third floor. They stopped in front of the ward's glassy main door, and the black-haired man knocked it and sighed. Soon a nurse came and opened the door – Ryo, Jakotsu's personal nurse.

"Hello", he smiled a bit and let the two men in. "I have good news – you don't need to wait for the doctor. She is right there, waiting for you. Follow me."

And so Ryo led them through the main corridor. And then he peeked inside the livingroom.

"Jakotsu!" he called, and there he sat, playing PlayStation. "Here are your-"

"Aniki!" the man shouted out and ran to his brothers. He tried to hug the black-haired one, Bankotsu, but he pushed him away. "Dawww!" the man grinned.

"Stay away from me", Bankotsu murmured.

"Sit down", the doctor told the four men arriving at the room. Everyone took their seats, Ryo sitting between Jakotsu and his brothers.

"So", the doctor said and put down the folder containing Jakotsu's info. "We must say things couldn't go much worse with Jakotsu."

"Surprise, surprise", Renkotsu sighed.

"He has tired to rape almost every male patient in this ward, and has almost killed two nurses of the ward. His personality is very sick and crooked. We have a few very sick patients, but it seems like Jakotsu is the worst."

"Why don't you just throw him in a jail?" Bankotsu asked. "He has always been a horrible, sadistic pervert, ever since elementary school! There's no way you could do anything to help him!"

"You don't know how it's like to live with him daily..." the doctor tried to day, but Bakotsu shouted back:
"WE KNOW BETTER THAN YOU! We lived with him for years and years! We had to go collect him from the police station and try to explain our classmates how our brother is on the front pages of the news!"

Jakotsu grinned. Bankotsu noticed that.

"Stop that grinning you lunatic!" he shouted. "I'm outta here!" He stormed out from the room.

"...So", Renkotsu turned towards the doctor. "Nothing new? He's not being signed off?"

"No way", she sighed. "If he wasn't criminally insane, he would be in death row."

"That means he will most likely be here until the very end?"

"Yes, unless a miracle happens."

After the laconic meeting, unlike Bankotsu, polite Renkotsu shook hands with the doctor as he, Ryo and Jakotsu left the room. Bankotsu was nowhere to be seen.

"Where did he go?" Renkotsu mumbled. "I gotta call him..." he started searching his pockets for his phone.

"Well, any last words?" Ryo raised his eyebrow and looked at the brothers. Jakotsu just shrugged with a grin, but Renkotsu turned around and turned on the phone.

"Hiya, Renkotsu", said Bankotsu's voice from the phone. "Is the meeting over?"

"Yes. But where are you?"

"The cantine. Come here, I'll get you a coffee."

"Fine. Just a few minutes."

"Right. Bye!"

"So, I guess this is it for now..." Renkotsu put his phone back to his pocket. "We'll meet again in your next meeting, Jakotsu, within half a year."

And so he left, leaving Jakotsu and the nurse, standing in the middle of the corridor. The main door banged shut. He was gone. Ryo felt maybe a bit sorry for his patient, but when he looked at Jakotsu's face, he could see no sadness or grieve. He was like nothing had happened. You could say he seemed somehow amused. About what? Nobody would ever know.