A Time for Changes | By : Fuafuru46 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 25528 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 7 - And I Am The One Who Can’t Be Saved
He was shocked at how light she felt, falling into his arms. When did she lose this much weight? Had the grief affected her in this way? But that thought was replaced quickly with the horrid realization; not only was Kagome covered in blood, she was still bleeding. “Hey, what the hell?” His nose twitched. Beneath the layers of blood the wolf’s scent was on the jacket she wore. Had something happened between her and that bastard, Koga? “Don’t do this! Don’t die, damnit!” In a fluid motion he scooped her into his arms while kicking open the front door of the café. Nana, at the counter, with white hair dropped her jaw, but with surprising quickness, realized what was going on. “Taishou, take her into the back,” she ordered, already picking up the phone with her other hand, calling for an ambulance. “I will be right there.” She surveyed the room quickly, “Yuri-chan, cover this front counter.” She looked around at the few customers that were inside this late at night. “Do not cause a scene right now. You all stay in your chairs or leave. Yuri-chan will attend to you.” The customers nodded slowly, some paling at the small puddles of blood trailing across the room. Nana threw open the back door to see Taishou-san desperately tending to the girl. He’d ripped away the top of her shirt, finding aprons in the back to try and create tourniquets. All the time he was cursing, panic in his eyes. He was so concerned he hadn’t realized that the baseball cap fell off his head. Nana had realized his secret a long time ago when she did his background check. The government kept taps on anyone with demon blood who had been born in a hospital, but, Nana had politely, never let him know this. People can do what they want. “Don’t die. Don’t die.” “Taishou-san!” Taishou-san whipped his head up to see Nana standing over the unconscious body. She dropped to her knees and quickly examined her body. “Someone tried to heal her, but didn’t have time.” He looked at her with confusion. “Look, see the wounds, they were trying to bring connective skin over the deepest gashes. It’s demon saliva.” “Do you want me to lick her or something?” Taishou-san looked at her with complete confusion. Nana shook her head, “No. Too much time has passed.” She pressed her fingers delicately to the girl’s throat and listened to her breathing. “Listen to me. She’s not going to make it for the parametics to get her back to the hospital.” Taishou-san roared, “What? NO way she can die!” He looked down at Kagome’s face, bloodied, sprinkled with tears, and entirely unmoving. “Help me, Nana! She can’t die.” Nana pulled out a pocketknife and took Taishou-san’s hand, pricking the top of his thumb. He yelped and immediately went to suck on it. “Don’t do that! Give her your blood,” she told him, pulling his hand to hover over her lips. “This is not a time to be vampires, Nana!” She glared, “Taishou-san. Your blood is potent, full of demon healing, give her the blood if you want any hope of her waking up alive.” Taishou-san frowned, somehow it felt like there was information missing, but with his free hand he parted her lips slowly and let a few drops drop into her mouth. She swallowed instinctively, no expression crossing her face. The room was still. Nothing happened. Taishou looked to Nana, and Nana’s face paled, fearing they had missed their chance to save this girl. The tourniquets that Taishou-san had created were deep red still. Nana pulled the girls hands into a prayer-like form and draped them over the girl’s body, laying them upon the stomach. She draped a coat over the girl’s frame too, then leaned over to listen to her. “She’s still breathing, Taishou-san. I’m going out front to wait for the ambulance.” “You just want me to leave her this way? There’s nothing else I can do? She’s bleeding.” Nana frowned and shook her head, “If her body takes to the blood, you’ll know.” No sooner had Nana left the room, Kagome’s body was engulfed in a pink light. Taishou-san jumped back, hissing, covering his eyes from the harsh light, “What the hell?” But, Taishou-san recognized this feeling. This was Kagome’s aura, the pink aura, from when she was happy. He peaked between his fingers and saw a blue light wrap itself around the wild waves of her pink aura, as if the blue wanted to tame the wild pink. Her hair and clothes dances with the harsh winds the energy was causing. The cups and other storage items in the back were starting to shake, kami, it felt like the whole store was shaking. “Shit.” The two colors combined and were sucked back into Kagome’s body, like a vacuum, just to be forced back in a new black light, sending Taishou-san flying against the wall. His back hit with a loud crack, and down he slumped. He tried to force his eyes open to see what happened, but all he caught was the black swirls of light. Cups fell from the shelves, entire storage units fell over, it felt like the end of the world, all from this girl and a few drops of his blood. “Kagome!” Her body slumped. The last of the shaking items fell and shattered. Taishou-san sighed and hung his head. This might have been…what Nana said. He’d “know” when the body took the blood, which was an understatement. Slowly, he crawled on all fours to her body. “Kagome-chan?” There was a line of white light lining her body; it glowed faintly, pulsing, much like a lighthouse’s beam. He watched her chest rise and fall, calmly, as if she were sleeping. He sniffed the air. While blood lingered, it was no longer fresh. Her wounds had…stopped? The paramedics came rushing in, kindly shoving Taishou-san aside as they pulled her onto a gurney and just as quickly ushered her away. Nana and Taishou stood by the front door watching the ambulance scream away into the distance. “What happened to her?” Nana asked slowly, pulling off her apron, covered in Kagome’s blood. “I can’t tell. I know she was last with her boyfriend, that wolf, Koga. He’s been in here before.” “Ah, the asshole who insulted my best worker?” Nana looked up at him, winking. She patted his back a few times. “Go get out of those clothes, you’re scaring my customers.” Taishou-san looked down at himself. His jeans and t-shirt were ragged from Kagome’s aura-outburst, and her blood. “Old lady?” “Yes?” she tilted her head, unfamiliar with his low and almost cautious voice. He turned to her, “She has no family. No one is going to be there when she wakes up.” Nana frowned and twirled a piece of her white hair, “Distant relatives?” Taishou-san shook his head, “All I know is her entire nuclear family has passed on.” “Then call her closest friends. Wasn’t your pal, Miroku, dating her?” Taishou-san nodded and turned to leave. “Taishou-san. If her boyfriend did this to her, you need to make sure he stays away from the hospital. Demons are territorial, be careful, okay?” He left quietly. - - - - The thudding on her door jolted Sango from her bowl of ice cream and American soap operas. It was a larger fist beating furiously against the door. Without Kagome or Miroku around, she felt, uneasy for once. Kagome and Miroku could easily let themselves in, so who was the guest, banging furiously at her door? Putting the ice cream down on the counter she straightened herself out, pulled her hair up on ponytail, and walked towards the door. She opened the door a crack, not unlocking the chain bolt. “Hai hai, yes? “Hey, Sango-chan.” Surprised, Sango-chan yanked open the door for Taishou-san. He stood now, in a different set of jeans and t-shirt, bandana hiding his ears. Even so, his ears were flat against his skull. “Hi, Inuyasha-san, how are you? What brings you across the hall?” She smiled and moved to prepare team for him. He still stood in the doorway. She looked back and frowned, “My place won’t bite you. I mean, please don’t break my plates, but you’re welcomed here.” “Have you talked to Higurashi-chan lately?” Sango smiled, “We were going to hang out this afternoon, I haven’t heard from her yet though. She’s still got some time though--” “Sango-chan…” “---we’re going to watch a bunch of cheesy American romance films and order a ton of takeout. I’m hoping to cheer her up a little bit. “ she pulls out two cups, “Green tea is okay, right?” “She’s in the hospital.” Sango-chan put the cups down on the counter, her frame shaking. Inuyasha approached her slowly and took her shoulder, “I’ll explain on the way.” - - - - - Sango had led Inuyasha to the apartment where Koga-kun lived. The two couldn’t help but be impressed at the large-scale corporate like building. Penthouses were always something out of the reach of normal commoners. The two progressed to the front doors, but were interrupted by three neko-demons carrying a large piano on their backs. “Careful you two, it’s moving day for the top floor.” The door clerk was a small old man with a white ponytail. He wore the doorman clothes an American would wear, with blue pants and jacket, lapelled with golden buttons and a matching hat. He had a set of keys looped around his belt, a night staff, and a cell phone. “Moving?” The old man nodded, “That’s right. The wolf family packed up and left last night. They are having things moved out today and tomorrow as well.” Inuyasha felt his fists clench and grit his teeth. ‘So that wolf is responsible…’ Sango looked around and frowned, “Are they still here? We were hoping to talk to Koga-san.” The doorman shook his head once more, “I’m sorry miss, they left earlier this morning. A red eye straight to America. Apparently that’s where the husband is, with urgent business to work on. The family relocated for his sake.” Sango looked to Taishou, frowning, “What about Kagome-chan? Did she know about this?” “Damnit, I don’t know. Lets go to the hospital and see if they will let us see her. We’re not her fucking kin, so they have every right to forbid it.” - - - - - - - Consciousness hit her with a heavy thud, as if her soul had slammed back into her body by force of gravity. Everything was very heavy, her eyelids down to her toe nails, hurt with an immense weight. There were murmurs out of her range of hearing. Movement too. Foggy sounds of chairs scarping along the floor. There was a faint beep that echoed in her ears too, but everything felt like she was under water. She struggled to find energy to make her presence known to whomever mumbled in the room, but all she could muster was a twitch in her left index finger. “I’m sorry that we don’t have more information for you two, but she has not regained consciousness since the accident,” the doctor explained, looking over her medical charts. Sango, bravely holding back tears, looked at her friend in her hospital gown. She held the bagged clothes that Kagome had last worn and held them to her chest, trying to steady her breath. “What have you been doing then? Don’t doctors help wake people up!” The doctor, probably around Sango’s parents’ age, sighed and ran his hand through his graying hair. “I may be a doctor, but not all of us are experts in the effects demon blood have on humans. This is a concept we have been researching around the world.” Taishou-san looked at the floor, “Did you need to give her blood?”While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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