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Chapter 55 - Results

Mitsuhiro stood in front of the door to the ICU. He closed his phone and put it in his pocket, sighing. He opened the door and got in.

As he walked the ICU, he gave a look at every bed behind the endless curtains... when he finally saw Inuyasha. The boy was covered in sweat, panting a bit... But the only tubes he was were the vital sign monitor and the blood transfusion blood IV drip. There was only one full bag left. He didn't look so bad, thank God.

Mitsuhiro got himself a chair and sat down. With a sad face, he placed his hand on the boy's burning hot chest. He bared his fangs like it hurt, but didn't open his or let out a sound.

Inutaisho had left his apartment right away after recieving the call from Mitsuhiro. Now he was driving towards the central hospital as fast as he could. He cursed every time he had to stop at the lights.

Then finally he arrived at the hospital. He quickly parked his car and almost ran inside. This time he didn't need to ask the info desk where his son was – obviously, it hadn't been but a few weeks when he himself was in the ICU. So he dashed all the way through the hospital, to the ICU door. He walked in...

With his sharp canine sense of smell he could tell right away where Inuyasha was. Now he tried to calm down and walked slowly towards his son's smell... And there he was, with Mitsuhiro by his side. Inutaisho's eyes widened as he saw his son.

"M-my son..." he stammered and reached towards the boy. "Do you know if this is fatal?"

"Yes. The blood transfusion was too much for him. His body reacts to the blood like it's poisonous."

Inutaisho sighed and leaned towards the bed's metal railing.

"O-oh, you can..." Mitsuhiro stammered, got up from the cair and let Inutaisho sit down. He did.

"Eh, would you like me to leave or...?" Mitsuhiro asked.

"Do as you wish", Inutaisho said with a cold voice.

"Alright then... I guess I'll be off to the canteen. I'll be back in a while."

Nothing happened for a while. Inutaisho stroke his son's hand gently... when his pulse started rising a little bit.

"Hm?"

Then it happened. Inuyasha opened his eyes... And Inutaisho saw it.

They weren't red anymore. His irises were golden, but otherwise they were white. Slowly the purple stripes on his cheecks faded away.

"Oh my dear God... This can't be... Oh my..." Inutaisho stammered. "Nurse!"

And so three nurses ran to them.

"What is wrong?"

"This! Look at this!" the man pointed at his son.

"Well his eyes have changed..."

"We should call the doctor."

"Please do", Inutaisho nodded, and so the nurses went away. The man turned at Inuyasha. Then something else happened.

"Dad..." the boy mumbled. Now Inutaisho felt like he was going to have an another heart-attack.

"Y-yes, my son?"

"I feel kinda sick..."

"Oh yes, that's to be expected. You are in the ICU. But..."

"Bu' wha'?"

"You're talking... For the first time in your life you are really talking!"

"Yea..."

"W-why haven't you talked before?"

"I dunno... Everything's so hazy... Can't remember... It's so weird... I guess..."

"Well, do you know where you live these days?"

"O' course... The nuthouse."

"Yes and... Your personal nurse's name?"

"Mitsuhiro."

Inutaisho felt tears of joy come to his eyes. He reached towards his son and gently hugged him.

"I have waited for this day for so, so long... And now..."

Inuyasha kept his vacant stare.

"Mitsuhiro went to the canteen. Let's wait for him to return."

"Hm..." Inuyasha nodded slowly, closed his eyes and went limp. He was feeling very weak. Inutaisho took his phone and called Mitsuhiro.

"Hello", he answered the phone.

"You should come back right away. And yeah, bring Inuyasha a bottle of you-know-what."

"Uhh, okay..."

Mitsuhiro arrived at the ICU, walked to Inuyasha and his father, and saw it. Inuyasha had his eyes closed, but the man could see the stripes were gone.

"Holy-!" he shouted out. "Does this mean...?"

"There's more", Inutaisho smiled and shook his son's shoulder gently... The boy opened his eyes slowly...

"His eyes! His eyes are-!"

"Now, Inuyasha, make him happy", Inutaisho pet Inuyasha's chest.

"... Hi."

"D-did he just?"

"Yes, he's talking."

Mitsuhiro smiled like the sun. He hid the soda bottle he had bought behind his back.

"Tell me, Inuyasha, what is your favorite drink?" he grinned.

"... Mountain Dew..."

"Bingo!" the man cheered and handed over the soda bottle. Both men smiled as Inuyasha opened the bottle and started drinking slowly.

Soon the doctor came to the room.

"When will Inuyasha be removed from the ICU to the normal ward?" Inutaisho asked.

"He will be here for at least two to three days", the doctor said. "His CRP is very high as is his fever... Though the main reason for him being here is to make sure he doesn't get septic."

"Well he has never been this good..."

"We must be careful and make sure the effect of the new blood stays. It is actually more likely that he effect fades away in a few days and he returns back to his full demon mode."

"Please don't say that..." Inutaisho sighed.

"Don't worry. There is always hope, and we will take good care of him here."

As the doctor left, the trio stayed together, all quiet... When Inuyasha opened his clear eyes again.

"You know, buddy, you've got very beautiful eyes", Mitsuhiro grinned.

"... Gimme chewy..."

"... Hm? What's a chewy?" Inutaisho wondered.

"I know!" Mitsuhiro smiled and started digging Inuyasha's backpack. He took the boy's beloved gummy chewing toy, handing it over to the boy, who started chewing on it.

"I am so grateful to you", Inutaisho said, laying his hand on Mitsuhiro's shoulder. "You found the way to help my son."