InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Wait for Me ❯ The Roommate ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: Second chapter up! Yatta! Wow. I'm astonished. The story wasn't even up for six hours and I already had two reviews! OK, so this is where the real story begins. Tanoshii omoi o suru!

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Two

 

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“Gomen nasai. I understand that you wished for your daughter to have a private room, but as you can see we are filling up fast and running out of rooms. We only ask that you consider letting one other patient stay in the room with Kagome. He will usually only be there to sleep and be out doing tests much of the day.” The nurse was hopeful, but as gentle with the situation as possible. She could only imagine what Mrs. Higurashi was going through. Her only daughter had been in a coma for the past three months and showed no signs of coming out of it any time soon. Her papers said it was a nasty fall down the stone steps at her shrine home. She had not been a pretty sight when she first arrived. Luckily all of the flesh injuries had healed by this point. ”He isn't actually ill or anything.” The nurse explained. “He simply has a rather severe case of amnesia and needs a room for when he isn't dealing with memory tests. We have nowhere else we can put him at the moment.”

 

Mrs. Higurashi looked thoughtful. The reason she wanted a private room was for family reasons more than anything. But if he wasn't going to even be in the room all that much then that really wouldn't be a problem. She knew Kagome wouldn't want her to turn away someone who could barely remember who they were. “Alright. I suppose it wouldn't hurt. I will allow the boy to stay in the room with her.”

 

The nurse bowed. “Arigatou. Gomen.” Mrs. Higurashi simply shook her head.

 

 

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Two hours later the room had been prepared for its new occupant. The boy was ushered into the room by the nurse that had spoken to Mrs. Higurashi. He was about twenty years old with his long black hair tied in a low ponytail down his back. Tight fitting blue-jeans and a vibrant red T-shirt adorned his figure while old, dirty tennis shoes were on his feet. His violet eyes scanned the room and fell on his new roommate as soon as he got through the door.

 

He had been told about her situation, but nothing could have prepared him for what he saw. Right away he thought the girl was beautiful. About eighteen, with fair skin, and raven hair that reached halfway down her back. Her eyes were lightly closed as if she were only sleeping. As he looked at her he took in how bad her situation must really be. Her face was all but hidden beneath a breathing mask and plastic tubes of all kinds. He could hear the sound of sucking in and blowing out of air and realized she wasn't even breathing on her own. The rhythmic beep of the cardio-monitor every twenty seconds confirmed in his mind that she was a critical patient and had probably been there a while.

 

The nurse got him situated and then left him to get comfortable. He sat down on the edge of his hospital bed. He couldn't take his eyes off the girl in the only other bed in the room. Her bed had been pushed to the wall closest to the door while his was on the opposite wall by the windows.

 

`She looks so familiar. Who is she? It feels like…I know her…or something.' He thought to himself. His brows furrowed, thinking hard, trying to remember. He looked at the name plate above her bed. `Higurashi, Kagome. Why the hell does that sound so goddamn familiar?! I hate not being able to fuckin' remember anything!' Out of nowhere a flash of a giant tree with gnarled roots and a large space where no bark had grown, the sun streaming through the leaves came to his mind. This followed with and equally quick image of the wind blowing gently though a grassy clearing, an old dry well sitting stationary in the middle. Both undisturbed by time. The boy's eyes widened. `What the fuck? Where the hell did that come from?'

 

As if in a daze he got up and walked across the room to the girl's bedside and looked down at her. She would have looked peaceful, almost angelic, if it hadn't been for all of the hospital equipment she was hooked up to. Without realizing what he was doing, the boy reached out a hand and brushed a stray lock of hair from her face. His hand lingered a bit longer than was necessary on her cheek. He suddenly felt a small wave of guilt wash over him.

 

`Why would I feel guilty? I didn't do anything. I don't even know her…at least I don't think I do.' He felt strange. Like he didn't want to leave her. Like he should protect her for some reason. He shrugged, gave in and went back to sit on his own bed. The rest of the day's tests had been canceled so it wasn't like he had anything else to do. `It's not like I have anywhere else to go either.' He thought dryly. He would watch over her, make sure nothing happened. Though, he couldn't really think of anything that could happen. The wench was comatose after all. Hmm…wench. Now why did that seem so familiar…?

 

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A familiar boy walked down the hall back to his room after lunch. `Ahh..good sweet ramen.' He thought happily. His red T-shirt stood out against the white walls and floor of the hospital. He had been in his room for hours, lost in his thoughts, eyes never leaving the girl, or `wench' as he now thought of her, (it just seemed like the natural thing to call her) before how much time had gone by. She sparked something in him. Something in his soul, as crazy as that sounded. It was like a lighter that, no matter how many times you tried, simply refused to light. It was increasingly annoying to such an impatient person.

 

As he turned down the hall his room was in, something caught his eye. A large group of doctors and nurses were crowded around one of the rooms. He stared for a minute before it hit him. `Shit! That's my room. Kami, I can't leave that wench alone for five minutes without something big happening, can I?!' He ran the rest of the way down the hall and tried to get a look at what was going on. He heard the repeated sobs of a woman saying something.

 

“She's breathing! My little girl is breathing!”

 

“Excuse me, what's going on in there?” The boy asked a familiar looking nurse.

 

It was the nurse that had first gotten him situated. “Oh! There you are!” She said excitedly. “The young Higurashi girl has started breathing without help of machines! She hasn't been able to breath on her own in three months! This is absolutely astounding!”

 

This confused the boy a little. He understood that they would be excited. `But why this excited?' “Why is it so astounding?” He questioned.

 

The nurse's countenance sobered a bit at this. “At this hospital, when a patient shows no signs of being able to live on their own for this long…we begin to discuss the possibility of taking the patient off life-support.” She got her wits up again and smiled. “Well. I suppose I should get back to my duties.” With that she bustled off to check another patient.

 

`They were gonna take her off life-support.' He thought, eyes widening. `They were gonna let her die! But…she's breathing now. Everything's ok. She's gonna pull through. Wait, why do I feel so relieved? Why should I care so much whether she lives or not? Grrr! This isn't making any sense! I don't even know her!' This was becoming incredibly irritating. Every time he looked at this `Kagome' girl he felt such a wave of emotion. He just didn't get it. He looked into the room again and sighed. `Maybe a nice long walk will calm me down a bit. I don't think I should be in there right now anyway. I'll just go in, get my jacket, and leave these people to their emotional selves.' He thought, still aggravated with his own thought patterns.

 

He squeezed in the door and walked to his bed to get what he came for, then turned to leave. He took another look at the girl all the fuss was over. Her face no longer covered by the breathing mask. His eyes softened a bit. `Beautiful.' He thought. `A true life sleeping beauty. She doesn't deserve this.' Apparently he had been staring too long, because the crying older woman, he presumed to be Mrs. Higurashi, looked up at him…and stared in shock.

 

“You…” She whispered. “How?” Mrs. Higurashi was astonished at the sight before her. Here was a man who looked the same age, with the same hair length, posture, features, and the same expressionate eyes as the man who had protected her daughter for three years. Sue the eyes weren't the same color, neither was his hair for that matter, but, somehow, they were the same expressionate eyes. Give this boy white hair, amber eyes, and certain demon features, and he would be an exact duplicate of a man she knew to be dead.

 

“You…know me?” He was hesitant. This woman seemed to be astonished and slightly confused that he was standing there. The middle aged woman seemed to come out of her shock and shook her head as if to clear it.

 

“Forgive me. You just look similar to one of my daughter's friends. It was silly for me to think you were him.” She said with slight embarrassment.

 

His heart beat even faster than before. He looked similar enough to a friend of Kagome's to be mistaken for him. Maybe…maybe he was that friend. Maybe that's why she seemed so familiar. But…she had changed her mind. She had said it was a `silly' mistake. “Why?” He asked, hopping he wasn't being too bold.

 

Her eyes filled with pain and sadness at his question. “Because he…he died three months ago.” She answered quietly.

 

“Oh. Sorry.” He said disappointedly, mentally kicking himself for getting his hopes up. `Guess it was too much to hope for.' He took one last, sad, glance at the comatose girl and walked out of the room, jacket slung over his shoulder. Now he really needed that walk. He could still feel Mrs. Higurashi's eyes watching after him until he turned the corner.

 

She watched him go down the hall. He was so similar, but, he didn't know who she was. `InuYasha…are you still watching over my little girl?' she thought as he turned the corner out of sight.

 

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A/N: Yo, guys I love you, really, I do, but please, could you maybe…oh I don't know…REVIEW!!!!???? I have gotten over 200 hits on this story and over 10 people have it on their alerts list, yet I have less than 10 reviews. I mean no disrespect to anyone, I am ecstatic that you have taken the time to read my story in the first place. But seriously, I won't even think of posting the 3rd chapter until I have at least 10 reviews. Don't let me down!

 

Yatta! Chapter two done! The real story has started! Chapter three might not be up for a while though. Possibly not till the end of the summer. It's written and everything, well mostly, I think. I'm having a small bout of writers block, but I'm trying! Besides, I'm moving soon so I won't have a lot of spare time to do that in. Plus I'm working on finishing up an InuKag oneshot I want to get posted aswell. I'll try my best though. Until then, ja ne!