Crazy? Not me.

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Chapter 5: Minor operation…

Izayoi was getting ready to visit her son again. They kept telling her that he wasn't done his treatment yet, and that was really starting to piss her off. He was already nine years old now, and she hadn't been able to see her little boy grow up.

"That stupid little…" her mumble continued softly as she went to answer the ringing phone. "Hello?"

"Mrs. Hongoroshi?"
Izayoi rolled her eyes at Kagura's voice. "Yes?" she answered almost too cheerily.

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"Oh?" the skeptical question came out before Izayoi could stop it.

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"And how, exactly, is that?"

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"Okay… basically, you're telling me that he can't get out at all?"

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"I don't want to do that." Izayoi answered through clenched teeth.

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"There. Is. Nothing. Dangerous. About. Him."

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"I'm not going to put him through that!"

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"…And he can leave as soon as it's done?"

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"Will it harm him? Will he feel any pain?"

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"…And then he can get out of there?"

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"Good. …Go through with it, but I want to be there."

"Of course, Mrs. Hongoroshi."

Izayoi clicked the phone off and sat on the sofa as she held her head in her hands. "He's going to hate me," she muttered into her palms. She rubbed her face, sighed, and finished getting ready before heading down to the facility.

Inuyasha sat broken in his chair. Three years, three years he had been there. He had a feeling he was never going to get out. He sat there with his hands gripping the sides of his infamous chair. They didn't have to strap him in any more. He never fought. It wasn't worth it. It only got him into more trouble. There had to be a way out of there, but all he could think of for now was to be good and hope they don't see anything wrong with him. His blank gaze stared down at the floor trying to ignore how pale his skin was now. Trying to ignore how thin he had become. Trying to ignore the bags he could feel under his eyes, and the sleepless nights that had caused them. Trying to ignore, and yet thinking about all of it all at the same time. Maybe he was crazy.

"Your mother is here to pick you up," one of the nurses interrupted his thoughts.

Inuyasha sat there, gaze unwavering. "That's not funny," he muttered barely audible.

"It wasn't a joke. Come with me," she finished matter-of-factly.

Inuyasha slowly looked up at her. "You mean she's here to see me?" he asked trying not to get hopeful.

"No…" she started impatient. "She's here to pick you up. Take you home." She muttered something that sounded suspiciously like "moron", but Inuyasha didn't pay any heed to it.
"Home?" he murmured before slowly standing up and following the nurse.

They walked down the corridor with Inuyasha following behind. Until, that is, he saw his mother. Then, he zipped right passed the nurse and ran right into his mother's awaiting arms. Tears streamed down his cheeks and onto his shirt as he cried his happiness and relief into his mother's shoulder. He cried and cried until he felt wetness against his hair. He looked up to see his mother crying as well. She smiled slightly before hugging him tightly against her. Inuyasha sniffled before turning toward the nurse that brought him there in the first place. "T-thank you so much," he whimpered.

"Not my doing, kid," the nurse muttered before turning around and leaving. Inuyasha held his grip on his mother and was about to start walking to the car, but Kagura walked through the door before he could move.

"Aw, isn't that cute?" she said in an almost mocking tone.

"I'm leaving, you can't stop me," Inuyasha protested weakly.

"No, but there is one last thing you have to do before we allow you to leave."

"…W-what?"

"Oh don't worry; you'll be home free soon enough. There's just one little thing that we have to do. You'll have to go under a minor operation. You'll be done within the hour. And then you can leave," she said and everyone could see that she was not happy about this turn of events.
"Minor? Are you sure?" Inuyasha asked his mother skeptically.

"Of course sweetie," Izayoi assured a little on the shaky side.

"Sit down on this," Kagura continued as she wheeled in a wheelchair. Inuyasha looked up at his mother, and at her nod, sat down in the chair. Kagura wheeled him into a white room that had other sick kids. Only, they were physically sick.

"A hospital?" Inuyasha asked.

"Well of course, where else would you get this done?" Kagura continued down the hall until she made it to a comfortable-looking room. Izayoi carefully picked him up and laid him down on the bed. She kissed him on the head.

"Don't be afraid," she whispered before sitting down in the chair next to her son. That was the last thing he remembered before everything was black.

Inuyasha screamed on the inside. Everything was dark and he couldn't get the sound out to his mouth, but he couldn't help it. He felt like he was being ripped in two. He felt like his flesh was tearing away from his bone and he was being covered in a blazing fire. He could feel things poke at him and needles stick. He felt like all he could do was lay there and die. There was so much pain, he could barely breathe, but soon, it was over. He felt all the pressure come off of him as he laid there still in black.

Izayoi's leg shook the floor as she watched her son breathe through his oxygen tube. Tear after tear feel from her eyes as she saw him lay there helplessly. "He's going to hate me," she muttered as her head fell into her hands again. She choked back a sob and one hand reached out to hold his. She squeezed his limp hand as she slowly opened her blurry eyes.

"Relax Izzy, it'll be okay. It was the right thing to do," Inunotaisho whispered to his worrying wife. She had called him right after Inuyasha had gone under. He was there in only a few minutes and had been there for a good hour trying to assure his wife that she had no choice.

"If it was right, then how come it makes me queasy?"

"They would never have let him out if you didn't do this. He would've been miserable."

"But-"

"But nothing," Inunotaisho closed the subject as he sat down next to her and placed a hand on her knee to stop her bouncing. "Calm down, it'll be fine," he said before kissing her amorously on the cheek.

"Maybe you're right. I mean, this has got to be better than the alternative of living here and only getting to see us during visiting hours…"

"Exactly, you know that he'll eventually thank you. No, he probably won't be happy, but hey, I'll bet he'll love being home again," her husband tried to assure her while still rubbing her knee.

"Maybe you're right,"

"You already said 'maybe'. I'm not 'maybe' correct, I am correct. You know I am, because you know your son, and he would not have liked it very much to be trapped in a place like this for all his life,"

"I know, but I don't like this. I'm just glad that Kagura has nothing to do with it. A completely different doctor and nurses from an actual hospital. If that damned nurse had anything to with this opera- WILL THAT HURT HIM?" Izayoi shouted as she saw the doctor pull out a very sharp-looking scalpel.

"Well ma'am, he may feel a few things, but it should only hurt a moment," the doctor assured her behind his medical mask.

Izayoi hid in her husband's shoulder when she saw the doctor heading for her son. "Oh, I wish this would stop. Kagura said it would only take a few moments!"

"And you're still listening to what that she-thing has to say?" Inunotaisho asked incredulously.

"Well… no, but still!"

The taiyoukai chuckled. "Do you want to leave?"

"No!" Izayoi gasped. "I can't leave him, how could even think of that!"

"Well, you look like you're about to faint.

"I'm fine."

"Mhm."

"Shh, shh! He's waking up!" Izayoi whispered hoarsely before tears started to leak from her eyes again.

Inuyasha opened his eyes slowly and boy did he feel weird. He looked up at his mother and furrowed his eyebrows in concern. "Mama? Why are you crying?" he asked weakly.

"You going to hate me," she mouthed as more tears fell.

Inuyasha smiled. "I don't hate you," he whispered reassuringly. He glanced over to her side and smiled bigger. "Daddy?"

"Hey sport," Inunotaisho answered sounding a bit choked up himself.

"What's wrong?" Inuyasha asked innocently.

"Nothing sweetie, are you feeling okay?" Izayoi asked.

"Yeah, actually I'm kinda hungry," he answered as his parents chuckled.

"Well, why don't we go out to eat?" Izayoi asked.

"No." Inuyasha said firmly.

His parents looked at each other, then back at their son.

"No. I want to eat at home," he stated just as firmly as before.

His parents smiled and Izayoi helped him into his wheelchair.

Inuyasha was feeling a bit dizzy and his head hurt. He wasn't stupid. He knew they probably messed around in there trying to make his brain work functionally (as if it didn't already).

"Well Kagura, as much as I love to say this, goodbye and good riddance!" Izayoi called from over her shoulder as she finished signing her son out and wheeled him to the car. With a little help from his parents, Inuyasha walked to it (still a little shaky) and sat down. He smiled as he smelt the inside that felt like a familiar stranger to him. He watched his mother hand the wheelchair back to one of the nurses as his father got into the driver's seat. He watched his mom get into the car she had driven there, a new truck that he hadn't seen before, and felt the engine start. The familiar roads went by as he finally saw his home come into view through the trees. It was just as he remembered. He didn't wait for his dad to turn off the car before he threw open the door and ran up the front steps. When he finally got there, he was shaky and out of breath, but he didn't care. He tried to turn the doorknob, but he couldn't get it to open. His face fell with terror as he waited for the dream to end.

"Hang on there sport, I gotta unlock the door!" he heard his father chuckle from behind him.

Inuyasha let out a sigh of relief and bounced from foot to foot as he waited for his father to unlock the door.

As soon as Inuyasha heard the click that indicated that he could see his home again, he was a blur to everyone around him. The first thing he did was run upstairs. He threw open his door and the smell of books hit his nose immediately. He opened his eyes to the sight he thought he'd never see again. His room. He looked at the red walls and his black comforter. His small T.V. and bookshelves full of his favorite authors, and his very own collection of the "Case Closed" manga, every volume for the singles, to the thirties. He missed his room, and it was just as he remembered.

Inuyasha smiled for the first time in three years before jumping on his bed. It smelt like linen and home. He laughed as his back melted against the comfortable box-spring.

"Inuyasha?" Izayoi called from downstairs in a cheery voice.

"Yeah?" Inuyasha called back hearing for himself the smile in his voice.

"Come help with dinner!"

"Coming!" Inuyasha sat up and went bolting to his door. That was the first time he ever passed by a mirror… and it had him doing a double-take. "MOTHER?"

**Woo! I had an epiphany while I was watching T.V. with my mom and I just had to write it down. So I started. Unfortunately, then my mom and I started watching "She's the Man", and the only time I could actually write was during commercial (because I love that movie), and that was only when my sister Ally, my mom, and I weren't talking, so I've been working on this for a very long time. Phwew, I'm glad that's over. Well, if you haven't checked out my other stories, please do so, and please review. Thank you for being patient and hopefully I'll get out a chapter of "Childhood Remix" soon. 'Til next time!**