InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Mental ❯ Ha Chapter One's up! ( Chapter 1 )
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By: My Demented Kagome 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Psychological / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.15.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Romance / Psychological / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.15.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
~*6 months ago*~
"Name?" A voice called from behind a white a one way window, viewing a helpless girl, pallid fleshed and callow on the other side.
"Higurashi, Kagome." The girl mummbled, her silver eyes reflecting viciously off the flouscent lights of the hard padded, and equally blinding white walls.
"Age?" The same, deep voice bellowed into the tarnished, call box. Vivid eyes burning a hole into the girl, showing lack of compassion.
"Seventeen." Kagome spat bitterly, now hiding behind a black sea of silken tresses, freely flowing in her face.
"Height?" The obvious male, spoke lighting a cigarette. Still calm and collected.
"I don't know, why don't you fucking come in here and measure me? Next you'll want to know my weight? Am I right?!"The girl's voice dripped with an outburst of anger, her eyes staring through a rift in her bangs,at the tinted glass "mirror". She didn't expect to snap, but that's why she was there in the first place. Borderline. That's all she was. On the verge of either a mental breakdown, or complete psychosis.
"Calm down Miss Higurashi." The man smirked."I personally don't think you would want us to sedate you this soon." The interrigator's eye brow arched speaking to her in a tone, where she would know the verbal abuse of sarcasm.
Even without the blessing of a visual, she knew what taunting face that man bore on his features. It was sickening to say the least.Although the unstable part of her wanted to break out and scream, the rational side knew it would achieve nothing more than a few hours in this solitary prison. Hell, all she really wanted was to get to her room, so atleast she would have medication and a bed.
~*Present Day*~
"Patient # 02976: Higurashi, Kagome
Age:17 Birthdate: October 31, 1986
Weight:125 Height:5'2"
Mental Disorder and/or Disfunctions/Abnormalities:
- recurrent suicidal behavior, gestures, or threats, or self-mutilating behavior
- frantic efforts to avoid real or imagined abandonment...Are you ready to transfer her to a new institute?" The same man, now identified as Dr. Onigumo,muttered while flipping through the first page of the girl's transcripts. His violet eyes, curiously narrowing in the direction of a nurse.
"Do you believe that she'll be able to fully adjust to her new surroundings?" The rather young woman replied, pulling a pen from the loose bun she created with her hair."I mean, Doctor, she'd only been here six months and loathes this place as much as I do. And frankly sir, I'm not the one subjected to this confinement of rehibilitation." She smirked, keeping her voice monotone. Glowering at the man in the corner, with her cinnamon colored eyes.
"Ah. Kagura." Dr.Onigumo sighed, running a rough hand through his hair, taking a seat behind his polished mahogany desk."That mouth of your's will get you i trouble one these days. But at the moment we have more important issues to focus upon, namely our precious Kagome. This girl has been a thorn in my side ever since she was evaluated and registered into the log."
"That girl's a handful. She refuses her medication, defiant as all get out, and those eyes." Kagura shuddered at the thought of the look the girl have when she was having a personality lapse. Her thin hands, straightening her white uniform in an attempt to shake the thought."Well..."She let her eyes drift to the floor, and cross her arms over her chest."What institution? Or did the N.I.H.M. not provide you with that information? You're just going to stick her some where with an open spot?"
Onigimo's eyes narrowed considerably, eyeing the woman as though she had just mocked him."Excuse me my dear, but do you realize that if anyone finds out exactly what position you hold, and you know what I'm talking about."His voice seeped with discontent, hoping to break this infernal woman."You're done for and so am I. Not to mention you are the one, fucking that one patient. " The man tilted his head to the side, resting his elbows on the desk, locking his fingers under his scruffy chin."I let it slide, as long as you keep your mouth shut and we discharge the girl from our facilites."
"You are a bastard, I hope you know that." Kagura retorted, taking in a deep breath."Where is our precious jewel going to be located?" She mocked a pensive almost human tone. And plastered a pathetic excuse for a smile on her face.
"Much better, my pet." The doctor smirked, clicking his tongue while scanning over a form of registery from a local mental recovery centre. "Well, it looks like Ridge View has the women's quarter open, and one person already occuping it. It says that it's the only room remotely available, so I hope that little miss sunshine, can get used to Room No.279 P.M.W." He grinned, closing the girl's folder and filed it back in it's proper place.
"How much time do I have to pack her up?" The exhausted woman inquired, running a hand over her face with a heaving sigh. Not really fond of these meetings with her boss. In his musty boring grey painted office, lacking windows or proper lighting.
"Just do it now. Pack her up. Then wheel her out." Onigumo sputtered, raising out of his seat to show the woman out."The nurse, from Ridge View should be over to collect a few of our patients. Hopefully, they've done in that Yash kid we got rid of before Kagome showed up." He mummbled, feeling completely enraged by the thought of that arrogant young man."That girl's just like that little bastard. She has to be gone in twenty! before I lose my cool." The tips of his fingers immediately sprang towards his temples, massaging them regularly.
Kagura stood off in the corner, her hand reaching for the smooth silver nob. Clutching a file folder of Miss Higurashi's she slid out the door with a nod and headed down the sterile hall way to room No. 9.
A/N: Meh. I apologize for knocking off the first chapter to this story. O.o Media Miner has been giving me some trouble with my uploading and I really am sorry. Thank you very much for pointing that out. ^_^ I'm actually almost done with this story, it's posted on Anime Spiral if anyone is getting tired of waiting for me to edit the spelling and grammar. :P The pen name is Go Drink Windex and I'm very proud of this piece of work *Does a little dance* So, without further ado I shall go and edit the craptastic spelling and post another set of chapters. ~Shilley (aka Jillian)
"Name?" A voice called from behind a white a one way window, viewing a helpless girl, pallid fleshed and callow on the other side.
"Higurashi, Kagome." The girl mummbled, her silver eyes reflecting viciously off the flouscent lights of the hard padded, and equally blinding white walls.
"Age?" The same, deep voice bellowed into the tarnished, call box. Vivid eyes burning a hole into the girl, showing lack of compassion.
"Seventeen." Kagome spat bitterly, now hiding behind a black sea of silken tresses, freely flowing in her face.
"Height?" The obvious male, spoke lighting a cigarette. Still calm and collected.
"I don't know, why don't you fucking come in here and measure me? Next you'll want to know my weight? Am I right?!"The girl's voice dripped with an outburst of anger, her eyes staring through a rift in her bangs,at the tinted glass "mirror". She didn't expect to snap, but that's why she was there in the first place. Borderline. That's all she was. On the verge of either a mental breakdown, or complete psychosis.
"Calm down Miss Higurashi." The man smirked."I personally don't think you would want us to sedate you this soon." The interrigator's eye brow arched speaking to her in a tone, where she would know the verbal abuse of sarcasm.
Even without the blessing of a visual, she knew what taunting face that man bore on his features. It was sickening to say the least.Although the unstable part of her wanted to break out and scream, the rational side knew it would achieve nothing more than a few hours in this solitary prison. Hell, all she really wanted was to get to her room, so atleast she would have medication and a bed.
~*Present Day*~
"Patient # 02976: Higurashi, Kagome
Age:17 Birthdate: October 31, 1986
Weight:125 Height:5'2"
Mental Disorder and/or Disfunctions/Abnormalities:
- recurrent suicidal behavior, gestures, or threats, or self-mutilating behavior
- frantic efforts to avoid real or imagined abandonment...Are you ready to transfer her to a new institute?" The same man, now identified as Dr. Onigumo,muttered while flipping through the first page of the girl's transcripts. His violet eyes, curiously narrowing in the direction of a nurse.
"Do you believe that she'll be able to fully adjust to her new surroundings?" The rather young woman replied, pulling a pen from the loose bun she created with her hair."I mean, Doctor, she'd only been here six months and loathes this place as much as I do. And frankly sir, I'm not the one subjected to this confinement of rehibilitation." She smirked, keeping her voice monotone. Glowering at the man in the corner, with her cinnamon colored eyes.
"Ah. Kagura." Dr.Onigumo sighed, running a rough hand through his hair, taking a seat behind his polished mahogany desk."That mouth of your's will get you i trouble one these days. But at the moment we have more important issues to focus upon, namely our precious Kagome. This girl has been a thorn in my side ever since she was evaluated and registered into the log."
"That girl's a handful. She refuses her medication, defiant as all get out, and those eyes." Kagura shuddered at the thought of the look the girl have when she was having a personality lapse. Her thin hands, straightening her white uniform in an attempt to shake the thought."Well..."She let her eyes drift to the floor, and cross her arms over her chest."What institution? Or did the N.I.H.M. not provide you with that information? You're just going to stick her some where with an open spot?"
Onigimo's eyes narrowed considerably, eyeing the woman as though she had just mocked him."Excuse me my dear, but do you realize that if anyone finds out exactly what position you hold, and you know what I'm talking about."His voice seeped with discontent, hoping to break this infernal woman."You're done for and so am I. Not to mention you are the one, fucking that one patient. " The man tilted his head to the side, resting his elbows on the desk, locking his fingers under his scruffy chin."I let it slide, as long as you keep your mouth shut and we discharge the girl from our facilites."
"You are a bastard, I hope you know that." Kagura retorted, taking in a deep breath."Where is our precious jewel going to be located?" She mocked a pensive almost human tone. And plastered a pathetic excuse for a smile on her face.
"Much better, my pet." The doctor smirked, clicking his tongue while scanning over a form of registery from a local mental recovery centre. "Well, it looks like Ridge View has the women's quarter open, and one person already occuping it. It says that it's the only room remotely available, so I hope that little miss sunshine, can get used to Room No.279 P.M.W." He grinned, closing the girl's folder and filed it back in it's proper place.
"How much time do I have to pack her up?" The exhausted woman inquired, running a hand over her face with a heaving sigh. Not really fond of these meetings with her boss. In his musty boring grey painted office, lacking windows or proper lighting.
"Just do it now. Pack her up. Then wheel her out." Onigumo sputtered, raising out of his seat to show the woman out."The nurse, from Ridge View should be over to collect a few of our patients. Hopefully, they've done in that Yash kid we got rid of before Kagome showed up." He mummbled, feeling completely enraged by the thought of that arrogant young man."That girl's just like that little bastard. She has to be gone in twenty! before I lose my cool." The tips of his fingers immediately sprang towards his temples, massaging them regularly.
Kagura stood off in the corner, her hand reaching for the smooth silver nob. Clutching a file folder of Miss Higurashi's she slid out the door with a nod and headed down the sterile hall way to room No. 9.
A/N: Meh. I apologize for knocking off the first chapter to this story. O.o Media Miner has been giving me some trouble with my uploading and I really am sorry. Thank you very much for pointing that out. ^_^ I'm actually almost done with this story, it's posted on Anime Spiral if anyone is getting tired of waiting for me to edit the spelling and grammar. :P The pen name is Go Drink Windex and I'm very proud of this piece of work *Does a little dance* So, without further ado I shall go and edit the craptastic spelling and post another set of chapters. ~Shilley (aka Jillian)