InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ When I'm Apart From You ❯ Postponed Plans ( Chapter 3 )

Tadaa! Here is chapter 3! Man, I need to update more! Well, now you’ll know what happened to Jakotsu. The poor guy ^^; Thanks for all of the reviews, there isn’t many Jakotsu/Bankotsu fics out there.

Well, enjoy!

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Japanese Dictionary

dono-Honorfic. Even more respectful then -san; the effect in modern-day Japanese conversation would be along the lines of “Milord so-and-so” it indicates both respect and humility.

Shouji- Sliding doors used in Japanese homes.

When I’m Apart From You

Chapter 3: Postponed Plans

The prince gradually awoke from his “spell” and the haze became apparent as he saw his family and friends watching him as he slept. His eyes splintered open and he could see the fuzzy colors that was their faces.

“Jakotsu-sama, are you all right?” Suikotsu was the first one to speak up, standing unswervingly beside his bedside. He wore a apprehensive expression on his face and was troubled for his friend’s safety, keeping an agonized eye on Jakotsu.

The young man put a hand to his forehead. He felt as if he were ablaze under all of the brilliant silken covers. The effeminate man lifted his insecure hand and bit by bit he removed the covers away from his body. A bead of sweat tricked down his forehead, he had been feeling worse than before and it had only seemed that his sickness was intensifying, growing more and more profuse as time went by.

Jakotsu could feel the bun in his hair slowly disentangle as the pin was being removed. He could feel a sense of panic go through his mind as his eyes darted wildly about the room, wondering where his little blue hairpin was. It had great sentimental value and his mother had given it to him before she had died.

“My hairpin...Where is it?” The dark haired man glanced around; his sight still unclear from his sickened state.

Suikotsu handed him the blue hairpin, which had rolled off of the side of the bed and onto the hard, wooden floor. The pin had fallen out of the young man’s long, silken hair and rolled a few inches away from the sick prince.

Jakotsu had never felt so horrible in his life. He didn’t desire to do anything, not sleep, eat or anything else. He felt as if he could sleep for an eternity, but it was too hot and stuffy inside of the room for him to get any rest and relaxation, well, if he could relax. His skin was a creamy white and cold to the touch, though sweat beads were rolling down it. His raven hair lay in a messy half-twisted position that spiraled down his right shoulder and swept down to his upper chest. The young man’s breathing was diminutive and prompt. It was as if he was having breathing complications and his breath was restricting his life...The life that seemed to be slowly draining from his body.

Suikotsu was still looking the prince; his condition had seemed so serious. The other servants were gathered around; all eyes were on Jakotsu, even Lord Naraku was watching from beside of the open shouji door. He had been keeping a watchful gaze on the sickly man who lay beneath the white covers. His amber eye following the movements of everyone in the room, silently monitoring all.

“Suikotsu.” He called, in a monotone voice that seemed calm and void of emotions.

The brown haired man turned his head to respond to the lord’s demand.

“Yes, Naraku-dono.” He replied, casually walked up to the opened shouji door and gave the Lord a courteous half bow.

“The day of Prince Jakotsu’s wedding is near.” He commented.

“But we can’t wed the prince when he’s sick. He looks deathly ill, sir.” Suikotsu replied.

He knew how upset Lord Naraku must be about the unfortunate turn of events. What would he tell Lord Ako? The wedding would just have to be rescheduled for another more appropriate time and the son of Lord Ako would just have to wait.

“Would you like me to tell Lord Fuusaaki of the recent turn of events?” Suikotsu asked the wavy haired feudal lord.

“Tell him, the wedding will be re-scheduled for a more appropriate time. The prince needs to heal and become stronger, so he’ll be fit to rule the land successfully. “

“Yes, Naraku-dono.”

Suikotsu turned to tell one of the servants to pack and get ready for a trip to Harima Province to tell Lord Ako of the bad news, until his name escaped the seemingly emotionless feudal lord’s lips once again.

“Suikotsu.”

The brown haired man turned slightly and gazed back at Naraku.

The lord now stood strong and tall, his long, dark, kinky hair flowed around him as he approached the man’s movements slowly.

“I want you to get the best doctors in all of Kyoto. I want the prince well again.”

“I’m a doctor was well, sir.” Suikotsu added.

“You can find the cause of his illness as well, then. Go to Kyoto and take someone else to the Harima Province to tell Lord Ako. You’d better not fail this task.” The lord turned slowly around, walking calmly back to his position at the door.

Lord Naraku was so secretive, it was almost as if no one ever knew what he was thinking, but he was continually hatching plans of some sort. Suikotsu came to the realization that it was best not to question him and just follow his orders, to act out of line may cost him his life.

“Yes, My’ lord.” The servant courteously half bowed and excused himself from the room.

Jakotsu lay there and watched his friend leave thought the arms, legs, heads, and other limbs of the servants and his other friends who were worried about his illness. He also spied his father peering from his position at the door.

The prince had never known much about his father. They had always just done their own different things and mostly he just simply took orders from him with few or no arguments. The prince wondered where he had sent his friend and hoped that he would get better soon.

He seemed to stare at the ceiling, as if he had zoned out, after a while, he slowly closed his eyes and drifted off into a fitful sleep yet again.

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Well, I know, I know, that chapter was extremely short and I apologize for that. I’ll write a longer one the next time I update. As always, tell me what you think of my little fanfic, and thanks for the 42 reviews so far ^_~. Thanks for helping make this fic successful.

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