Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ The Cousin of Death... ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2:

 

 

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1

 

Hatori led her to his office and began packing more medical supplies and instruments into his bag. Tohru stood by the door watching his practiced and efficient moments in slight awe of the young, skilled doctor. She knew that he had to hurry to check on the Souma family head, so she stayed out of the way.

 

`Okaasan, please give me your strength…I need to remain strong when I face Akito. I can't let him scare me or bring me down, and with your help Okaasan, I know I can do it.' She said and almost instantly felt her mother's vibrant energy give her strength. A smile graced her lips and her eyes closed as a sense of peace washed over her. `Arigato, Okaasan…'

 

Hatori turned just in time to see the loving, warm smile grace her lips. He felt the aura of peace and serenity that surrounded her and amazed by her gentle courage and strength once more. He moved forward and placed his hand on her shoulder, feeling a smile tug at his lips. “We must go now.”

 

“Hai.” She said strongly and placed her hand on top of his.

 

He removed his hand from her shoulder; however, he did not drop her hand. He held her small hand in his, giving it gentle squeezes of support as the walked through the corridors to Akito's room. Once outside he turned to her and had her sit in the chair outside of the room. “Wait here while I check on him, Tohru-kun.”

 

She nodded and felt her eyes widen when he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Eh?” She managed quietly and only got one of the rare smiles she loved so much before he slid the shoji door open and went into Akito's darkened room. Her face turned as red as the tomatoes at Yuki's secret base and her head began to spin from his innocent kiss.

 

Inwardly her heart overflowed with happiness from the simple action, causing her eyes to close as she slumped against the back of the chair, deep in thought.

 

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Hatori sighed as he looked down at the unconscious man on the bed. The time had finally fallen upon the violet haired man. He was dying and there was absolutely nothing that he nor anyone else could do to prevent it. As soon as he had entered the bedroom of Akito's quarters, he had to give the man a large dose of valium while his male assistant held him down to ease his pain and prevent him from fighting against his fever induced hallucinations. Blood was drawn for further testing to find out what exactly was shutting down Akito's body.

 

Even though he knew Akito was dying, he still drew up a wide spectrum antibiotic and injected it into the IV his assistant had inserted. The heart monitor filled the room with a slow and irregular heartbeat for which he was also given medications to try to correct, but to no avail.

 

He drew the physician's assistant to the outer room of Akito's quarters and ran his fingers through his hair with a sigh before handing him six vials of blood. “Hisoka, please return to the clinic and stock the crash cart, pre-draw one milligram of epinephrine and make sure the defibrillator is charged. Also, have a team of support personnel on standby in the clinic for any advanced life support. Take these to Rikku and have her run a CBC, crit levels, protime, an ESR, a Liver panel and a Comprehensive metabolic panel stat. Tell her I need blood cultures and a toxin screen as well.”

 

“Hai Dr. Souma.” He said with a slight bow before leaving the room.

 

Hazel irises watched as the man left and returned to the bedroom. He stood at the side of the bed and sighed. He knew that Akito had done some absolutely deplorable things in his life, but as a doctor he had taken the Oath of Hippocrates and would do anything and everything possible to sustain his life. He sighed once more, leaning against the wall his eyes closing as his thoughts wandered to the younger set of the juunishi, kana and eventually to the lovely young woman in the hallway…the irreplaceable Honda Tohru.

 

His mind drifted to the time when the dying man before him had called her `ugly' and `stupid' before scoffing in his mind. Tohru was an innocent and a bit naïve, but that didn't cloud the fact that she was a wonderful woman. She was beautiful, vibrant, kind and loving, which was much more than could ever be said about the head of the Souma family. The man thrived off of the misery, torture and obedience of everyone.

 

“So…did you…do as I ordered…an bring her…to me…?”

 

Hatori's eyes opened before he moved to his knees, his head bowed in respect to Akito. “Hai, she is in the hallway waiting.”

He replied, listening to the difficulty that man was having with the simple act of speaking. His breathing was heavily labored, causing Hatori to move from his spot and turn the flow on the oxygen tank that was kept by Akito's bed. The plastic tube of the nasal cannulas were placed over his head and hooked over his ears so the oxygen flowed freely into his nose. His breathing eased a bit, but he knew this was only temporary.

 

“Bring her to me…and leave us.” He saw the dragon's eyes widen almost imperceptivity and narrowed his gaze. “Do not disobey me Hatori.”

 

“Akito…”

 

“Bring the girl to me. What I have to say is for her ears only.” He commanded and received a sigh as Hatori left the room to retrieve Tohru.

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AN: Well that's the end of chapter two, three more chapters to go and two already written! I haven't decided on if this will have a sequel or not, I'll decide later on down the road…I have a lot of stories going at the moments -dodges fruit from the angry readers of my other fics that are waiting to be updated-

 

I better go now…NIGHT!!!

 

Oh yeah, incase you haven't figured out, this is a Hatori/Tohru pairing