InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Defenseless ❯ waiting ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Waiting
Sango's hand flew to her mouth as she gasped. Even though she was a nurse, the condition this young woman appeared to be in was alarming. Immediately she switched in to nurse mode as she rushed to the bed. Sango wiped out her stethoscope and began listening to different parts of the girl and frantically writing information down on a scrap of paper.
Sango turned to Inuyasha, “what time did you find her?”
Inuyasha looked at his watch. “I dunno maybe 20 minutes before I called you”
“Was she still conscious?”
“No, she was out cold” he said.
Sango's initial exam revealed that the girl was mostly just beaten up, there didn't seem to be any internal damage, just some cuts and bruises. With that realization Sango calmed down.
Sango turned back to the injured girl lying on the bed. “I'm going to need clean clothes and more blankets. Inuyasha pass me my phone.” Inuyasha hesitated for a moment
“Who are you calling?” Inuyasha tried to ask casually.
“Miroku, I'm going to get him to bring over some extra clothes of mine for her.”
Inuyasha tossed Sango her small cellular phone.
She dialed the number and waited for her boyfriend to pick up. She and Miroku had been dating for almost 5 years. Most girls would have a problem with dating so long and not getting engaged. But Sango was different, she was happy just dating, even though they lived together and did everything a married couple did, they both seemed to be content with their relationship as it was.
“Could you get me some warm wet cloths?” Sango said to Inuyasha while she waited on the phone. “Keh.” Was the only reply she got as her hanyou went off to the bathroom.
“Hello”
“Miroku? It's, me. Are you busy? I really need you to do something for me.”
“Hello my beautiful Sango, I'm free. What's up?” he was always so charming, no matter what the situation. A small smile graced her face.
“I need you to grab some of my old sweatpants and a few tee-shirts and bring them over to Inuyasha's place right now, its kind of an emergency.”
“What's going on? Is everything ok?” Miroku was beginning to get a little worried.
“I'm fine and so is Inuyasha, but he found a girl…could you just come over, I need to get back to her.” The stress in her voice was obvious to him. After so many years together, he could read her like a book.
“I will be right over. Talk to you in a bit”
“Thank you Miroku.”
And with that Sango turned her focus back to the girl
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Sango found that it was hard to determine how bad her injuries really were. Inuyasha returned with the wet cloths, she took them and began wiping away the mud and blood from the girls body.
“Miroku is coming over; he is bringing over some of my clothes for her.” She said to Inuyasha while working on the young women. “Why don't you go have a shower, you look like crap.”
He looked down at himself, she was right, he didn't look much better then the girl. He was still wet from the rain, his clothes were muddy and his top was bloody from the young women's wounds. “Yeah, I guess I will go have a fast shower. Call if you need anything.”
Sango smiled to herself as the hanyou turned and headed to the bathroom `thank god' she thought to herself. `He was hovering and pacing the room, it was getting annoying' His concern was touching. Rarely had she ever seen her friend act in such a way.
The young woman lying in front of her was beginning to look a little better. Sango moved the blankets that Inuyasha had wrapped her in. she was wearing her undergarments `he must have removed her clothes' she thought. She finished cleaning off the mud and blood and then began examining the extent of the girls injuries. She had three gashes on her chest just above her breasts they appeared to be from a clawed hand; she also had a cut on her forehead that was beginning to bruise, the rest of her body seemed okay for the most part, it looked like there were old bruises and small scrapes on the rest some of her body but they didn't seem like problems.
Sango retrieved one of her dressing kits and began to work on the larger slashes on the young woman's chest. She slowly cleaned out the gashes and once satisfied began to dress it. When she was done, she moved the forehead cut. It was much smaller and easier to clean. Once that cut was done, Sango began to clean up.
Inuyasha came out of the bathroom; he was showered and was now looking alive. “Feel better” Sango asked. “Yeah, thanks. How is she doing?”
“She seems to be doing better; I have stopped the bleeding and dressed her wounds. Now she just needs to rest and regain her strength.”
They were interrupted by a knock at the door.
“That must be Miroku” Sango said as she left the bedroom. Sure enough Miroku stood at the door with a bag of clothes.
“I brought what you asked for now will one of you tell me what's going on?”
Sango grabbed the clothes and gave Miroku a kiss “Thank you for brining these; we will explain everything in just a few minutes.” And with that he was left in the entrance way.
Miroku decided to make him self at home and went to the kitchen to put on a pot of tea.
Sango entered the bedroom with the clothes. “We will need to get her dressed and we should probably change the sheets, they are wet.” Inuyasha went to the closet and retrieved clean linens. Sango quickly got the girl dressed in a pair of black sweatpants and a light blue tee-shirt. “There!” Sango said triumphantly. “Now to change the sheets. Why don't you pick her up and I will do the bed.”
Without any argument, Inuyasha picked up the young woman. She seemed so small, so fragile. While Sango made up the bed, he held her. He could somehow sense that she was afraid. Unconsciously, he began to sooth her with his own aura, surrounding her, keeping her safe from whatever was upsetting her.
“I'm all done now; you can put her back down.” Sango said quietly. Reluctantly, Inuyasha placed the young woman back in his bed. “Ok, let's go talk to Miroku, she needs to rest, she will be okay on her own for a while.”
Sango left the room, Inuyasha followed; he turned to look at the sleeping girl one last time before shutting the door.