Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Changing Faces ❯ Doctor's Appointment ( Chapter 3 )

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Changing Faces

 

Chapter 3 - Doctors Appointment

 

:Raevyn POV:

 

I sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music,
Just anger, I've killed everyone,
I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better,
How do I feel, What do I say,
Fuck you, it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
Fuck you, it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away.

 

I awoke instantly to the end of my favorite song booming from the alarm clock. I always set it for radio and was always woken to a great song. Of course, I don't remember what time I set it for but whatever. I glance over, it reads 4:45 AM. `Normal time then. Too bad I can't train today. God damn doctor would notice.'

 

I have a doctor's appointment today. I hate doctors. I've spent enough time in a hospital. I don't need anymore. `Did I tell the guys? Nope. Oh well, mediation time.'

 

I sat cross-legged on the ground, hands resting face up on my knees, thumb and forefinger lightly connected. I clear my mind and drift in the void, focusing only on my breathing.

 

Before I know it, the clock reads 5:45 AM and I need to take a shower. But first to wake the boys. I smirk evilly. The sound system in my room connects to every room in the house, this way when I'm working in one of them I can still listen to my tunes. I turn to my computer and pull up iTunes.

 

`What song…hm…'

 

Clicking open a few files I find the right room and I have the right song. Clicking play I listen for the tell-tale signs of being woken up abruptly. Linkin Parks, Forgotten, can be heard faintly and so can two surprised cries of alarm. I laugh silently to myself. Walking out of my room and into the kitchen to put a pot of water to boil I notice Shuiichi and Hiei sitting at the table.

 

“I'm guessing the music was your doing.” Shuiichi asked.

 

“I had to get them up somehow.” I answer not turning to face him.

 

I'm still a little mad at Hiei. Maybe not mad at him but his attitude. He had no idea what that phone call was about and yet he felt the need to goad me. I will remember that. For a long, long time.

 

Suddenly Yusuke and Kuwabara come stumbling into the room. Yusuke in only boxers and Kuwabara in light blue PJ's. I raise an eyebrow at Yusuke.

 

“I really hope you are going to put some clothes on before you go to school.” I say.

 

“How the fuck do you turn off the music!?” He half yells back.

 

“You don't. Not unless you feel like breaking into my room.” I turn on the burner and turn to leave, “I'm going to take a shower. And maybe turn off the music. I really like this song.”

 

Moving all around / screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
The wheels go round and the sunset creeps behind
Street lamps, chain-link and concrete
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats
On down the street till the wind is gone
The memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper's crumpled up it can't be perfect again

 

I decide to have mercy on their eardrums and turn off the music before grabbing my clothes for the day and enter the bathroom.

 

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Once showered and dressed with my hair in its usual messy ponytail/bun thing I'm in the kitchen again pouring a glass of Chai and making toast. The boys are all sitting at the table in different states of wakefulness.

 

“Oh. Before I forget again, I have a doctor's appointment today and I'll be leaving at lunch. I'll be back after school to pick you up or you can take the bus home.” I said still with my back to them.

 

“Whadda you have to go to the doctors for? Are you sick?” Kuwabara asked.

 

“Nope. Just a regular checkup.” I answer.

 

“Don't you normally get those around your birthday? It your birthday coming up?” He asks.

 

“No. I was sick on my birthday so I couldn't go for a check up and this was the only available time, so I took it.” I answer, it's a lie, but they don't know that.

 

I hear a bang on the table and turn around to see Yusuke snoring away with his head against the table. I cock an eyebrow and leave the room with my toast and Chai, calling over my shoulder, “We leave in five so wake his ass up.”

 

I grab my bag and a long sleeve shirt, wincing as I bent down and remembering the wound from yesterday. `Gotta change the bandages. Doc's not going to like this.'

 

I hurry to the bathroom and grab the antiseptic and a roll of gauze and set to work on the wound. It looks a little red and puffy telling me that I will feel like crap in two days due to infection. `I'll get medicine when I visit the doctors.'

 

I check my watch, 6:25 AM. Time to leave.

 

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We make it to the bus stop just as the bud pulls up. I walk all the way to the back and take the single seat. Kurama and Hiei take the seat next to me, Yusuke and Kuwabara in front of me. My stop is the first so no one else is on the bus yet.

 

We finally reach the school and I walk to my usual table next to the Snapple machine and wait for first period.

 

The usual jocks and preps walked past with smug faces and nasty comments for me. I ignored them like always and pulled out a notebook and began to write. When I'm ignoring people I sing songs in my head and write out the lyrics until I have the whole song. Then I start a new song. First I wrote out, Hoobastank - Running Away.

 

I don't want you to give it all up

And leave your own life collecting dust

And I don't want you to feel sorry for me

You never gave us a chance to be

 

And I don't need you to be by my side

And tell me that everything's all right

I just wanted you to tell me the truth

You know I'd do that for you

 

So why are you running away?

Why are you running away?

 

I did enough to show you that I was willing to give and sacrifice

And I was the one who was lifting you up

When you thought your life had had enough

When I get close you turn away, nothing that I can do or say

So now I need you to tell me the truth

You know I would do that for you

 

So why are you running away?

Why are you running away?

 

Is it me? Is it you?

Nothing that

I can do

To make you change your mind

 

Is it me? Is it you?

Nothing that

I can do

Is it a waste of time?

 

Is it me? Is it you?

Nothing that

I can do

To make you change your mind

 

So why are you running away?

Why are you running away?

(What is it I have to say?)

So why are you running away?

(To make you admit you're afraid)

Why are you running away?

 

I finished the song and didn't really feel like writing out another so I closed the book and put it away.

 

“Why do they do that?” Shuiichi asked, indicating my classmates.

 

“Because they think I'm a danger to society and should be put away, whether in jail or the loony bin, just as long as I'm gone.” I answered him.

 

“Why?” Yusuke asked, obviously confused.

 

“The disappearance of my family and my living alone at 16.” I answer trying to keep my face blank, hopefully succeeding.

 

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:Yusuke POV:

 

I definitely saw something flash in her eyes as she said that. I looked to Kurama and Hiei, they nodded. Kuwabara was clueless. But looking wasn't his thing. Feeling was and if I can feel that there is something missing, there is no way he missed it. Sure enough he looks to the rest of us with a questioning face.

 

Now the whispering is getting louder and people are no longer whispering. Most are just spreading nasty rumors about Raevyn but some are talking about us now too. Mostly girls saying, `What are the cute exchange students doing with the crazy bitch?' It pisses me off that people talk behind her back instead of to her face. Cowards.

 

This shit is making me uncomfortable. `The next person to whisper something is going to meet my fist.' Kuwabara doesn't look too good either. He looks down right freaked out. Hiei had a look of murder in his eyes and Kurama looked unfazed, probably because of all his damn fan-girls back home.

 

Darryl takes this opportunity to come sauntering over. I feel the others tense next to me. I look at him with utter disgust. Soon Ronin joins him and my feeling of disgust triples. `These scum bags make Toguro look good.'

 

Kurama and Kuwabara stiffen more. Something isn't right here. Hiei looks like the next thing that crosses his path is going to get slaughtered, human or no. Raevyn looked bored, or all things.

 

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:Raevyn POV:

 

Security hasn't made it to the cafeterias yet, too early. I watched Ronin and Darryl saunter up.

 

“Hey Rae! Looking good. I think you wore that shirt that one night, remember? Well I guess it is a little fuzzy. It wasn't on you long.” Ronin spoke in a falsely sweet voice.

 

“I wouldn't know. I don't remember that event ever happening.” I replied, calmly.

 

Ronin's face darkened to a lovely shade of red. I couldn't tell if it was in anger or embarrassment.

 

“Whatever. He fucked you, so what? You're not much to look at.” Darryl sneered.

 

“This coming from the man who said, and I quote, `I'm the only one in this whole town that can protect you.'” I quipped out.

 

Again I'm rewarded with his face darkening to a shade of puce I never knew the face could copy. Darryl's hand flashed to his pocket and pulled out a knife. Yusuke's hand also shot out and grabbed his wrist.

 

“I wouldn't be that stupid if I were you.” He said darkly.

 

I starred at him, confused. `Had… did he just step into harms way… for me? I barely know him and he's helping me. Why?'

 

Security took this opportunity to show up and promptly noticed Darryl holding a knife looking like he was about to stab Yusuke. They grabbed Darryl and took away his knife. He won't be back in school for a while.

 

“This isn't over, Pip!” He called to me over his shoulder.

 

“The dead should stay buried.” I called back, further infuriating him.

 

Then I noticed Ronin getting dragged away too. I grin devilishly at him as he passes.

 

He snarls at me and I see his new slut hobbling after in six inch stilettos and a mini skirt and tube top. I imagine her heels breaking and her falling on her $50,000 worth of plastic surgery. I would tape it then send it to AFV and if I didn't win I would say it's rigged.

 

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:Kurama POV:

 

Up until lunch the day was the same as yesterday. Yusuke and Kuwabara asking Raevyn and I for help on everything, Hiei glaring at the world like always and the none stop glaring and whispering.

 

Raevyn said her good-bye's walked out of the building, flashing an ID at a security guard and walked toward home.

 

As soon as she's gone we're surrounded by a group of girls all scantily dressed.

 

“Hey there good looking. Why do you hang out with that pond scum?” One blond asks. She's wearing too much make-up and too much perfume.

 

“Yeah wouldn't you rather hang out with us?” Another girl, this one a brunette asked.

 

“We're a lot more fun.”

 

“What's so bad about her? I find her quite nice to be around.” I say.

 

A new girl pushes her way through wearing a cheerleader's uniform. She has a bandage over a slightly inflamed blue and purple nose. “You shouldn't hang around her because she's a lying little slut. Eight months ago she had her brother and father put away, claiming they had tortured her and her mom and then killed her. Her father and brother were really cool people and wouldn't do something like that. We think she hurt herself and killed her mother then blamed it all on her father and brother. She was only in the hospital for like two weeks. If half of what she said was true then she would have been there for over a month. She's just a stupid whore. No one cares about her. And you shouldn't either. She'll just try to hurt you. See what she did to me and just because she couldn't hold onto her boyfriend. He dumped her and she couldn't take it. So she took her anger out on me. When that Nekura girl got killed she couldn't handle it either and killed her mother.” The girl finished with a roll of her eyes. “What you need is a real woman.”

 

I looked around at the other girls and they were all smiling suggestively and fluttering their eyelashes or twirling a piece of hair.

 

Yusuke snorted next to me and I could feel him trying to reign in his spirit energy.

 

“Hn. A real woman wouldn't try to bed every man she see's. Try to talk to me again and you won't live to regret it.” Hiei snapped, pushing his way out of the group and stalking away.

 

Kuwabara followed, disgust and pity written clearly on his face. Pity for these girls who had no idea of what they speak.

 

I turn to go and one of them grabs my sleeve. “Where are you going?” She asks.

 

“He's leaving. Being around you makes us feel unclean.” Yusuke answers for me.

 

She releases me and I follow Yusuke out of their group.

 

“What the fuck is wrong with you? We were only trying to be nice.” The cheerleader shouts angrily.

 

“We don't associate with people who doubt their friend's word and abandons them in their time of need. You aren't some one I would ever place trust or friendship in.” I answer evenly before finally leaving.

 

You took the words right out of my mouth,Hiei. I said.

 

Humans have no honor or loyalty. They were warned. I will make good on my threat Kurama. You can be sure of that. Hiei answered.

 

Let us hope it doesn't come to that.

 

Hn.

 

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:Raevyn's POV:

 

Waiting rooms suck. People stare at you trying to find out why you're here and what's wrong with you. I hate it.

 

“Ms. Drake? The doctor is ready now.” A nurse says popping her head in the room.

 

`Fucking finally.'

 

I walk down a long white hall into an equally white room. The smells of disinfectants making me want to gag. I hate doctor's offices. And hospitals. A minute later my doctor walks in, Dr. Jordan.

 

“How are you today, Raevyn?” She asks. No matte what I give her the same answer.

 

“Fine, you?” Damn manners kicking in.

 

“I'm fine. OK now go behind that screen and put this on please. You may leave on your under garments if you like.” She hands me a paper gown and points to the screen in the corner.

 

I strip and out on the gown. `Maybe she won't notice the new injury. Yeah she's not that blind.'

 

“Please lay down on your stomach.”

 

I do. She parts the gown and immediately her hands go to the gauze. I'm going to get an earful.

 

“You've been fighting again. What happened this time?”

 

“We were fighting and he pulled out a knife. I didn't dodge in time and got a small cut. I only bandaged it to keep it clean and from getting irritated by my shirt.” I explained.

 

She gives me a `that's bullshit and we both know it' look. I sigh and hand her the scissors from the table next to me. She cuts away the bandages and gasps.

 

“What?” I look at it. I guess it was worse than I thought.

 

“When did you get this?” She asks.

 

“Yesterday.”

 

“Well it's very much infected, and it needs stitches. I can give you medicine for it to keep the infection at bay but you have to go to the hospital and get it stitched.” Dr. Jordan instructs.

 

“Not happening. I don't go to hospitals anymore remember. The only reason I come here is because I have a judge on my ass. You can stitch it.” I tell her.

 

“You will never change. Fine but I don't have anything to numb it.”

 

“Don't care.”

 

Dr. Jordan sets to work stitching up my injury and then continues with the exam. She looks over all my scars to see how much scar tissue there is. Surprisingly, there was very little. But there was no sign that my scars were going away anytime soon. Dr. Jordan finished and told me I could get dressed.

 

“Here is a prescription for the anti-bacterial. Make sure to take on pill twice a day. It will fight off infection and keep the swelling down but I'm afraid it will scar just like the others.” Dr. Jordan remarked sadly.

 

“Just one more story. It doesn't bother me and it shouldn't bother you.” I reply. “Until my next court ordered visit.”

 

I leave with my prescription with no intention of getting it filled. Dr. Jordan treated me right after everything that happened because she's been my doctor my whole life. She should have just handed me the pills and then forced them down my throat. That's the only way I would take them.

 

`Time to get the boys.'

 

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I pull up to the school just as the busses are leaving and wait for them to clear before pulling into the front circle to get the boys who are gathered on the front steps.

 

I pull up and they practically drag themselves into the car, Yusuke riding shot-gun. I raise an eyebrow behind my shades and pull out.

 

“What's wrong with all of you?” I ask. Then it hits me, they know.

 

“Nothing, just tired.” Yusuke mumbles.

 

“Liars. They told you everything, ne? If you want the real story the newspaper articles in the glove compartment.”

 

Yusuke took it out. The story had made the front page of Newsday. A picture of my family on vacation in the corner and then me covered from head to toe in gauze lying in the hospital under it.

 

“Just wait until we're stopped before you read it to the rest of them. We're going to the beach for this.” I tell him and get off the high way and head to a secluded beach.

 

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I park the car in the empty lot with all the windows open, letting the salty air flow over me.

 

“You can read now.”

 

Yusuke nods. “'Raevyn Drake, 16, was witness to a brutal and horrifying murder. Both she and her mother were held captive in their own home. Raevyn's mother was murdered after, doctors say, her body was violated repeatedly and beaten. Raevyn survived the attack and alerted police. She is currently in ICU at Good Sam's were she will be kept until further notice. Checking school records it shows Ms. Drake was absent from school for a full week following a weekend. Ms. Drake was held captive by her father and brother for nine days. Ms. Drake was unavailable for comment as she is still in a coma.'” Yusuke finished.

 

“That was printed the day I woke up, two days after I got out of my house.” My voice sounded distant like I was miles away. “Read the next one.”

 

There were eight other articles. The last six were about my emancipation and the trial. There was a blurb in one of them about my mother's funeral. I never got to go because I wasn't able to leave the hospital.

 

The article Yusuke held was my interview. My account of what happened. I only voiced what happened twice. To the newspaper because I was so pumped with drugs I didn't know what I was doing and then in court. I had no intention of repeating it again.

 

“They can read it for themselves.” Yusuke said. He passed the paper to the others. I watched them in my rear view mirror. Kuwabara looked ready to hurl, Shuiichi looked appalled, and I couldn't tell the emotions on Hiei's face but even his eyes widened a little.

 

They looked up at me when they were done. I sighed. They had to figure it out sometime.

 

“Now you know. I don't want pity. I don't want to hear any `I'm sorries' either. I'm over everything that happened. It was months ago. And before you ask my doctor's appointment was to make sure all my injuries were healed completely.” I said.

 

I took off my shades and looked at them all. What I saw on their faces confused me to no end. I saw… empathy and… trust shining in their orbs. I couldn't remember the last time anyone looked at me like that. Nekura was the only person to ever truly understand me. We connected in a way that didn't require words to explain our thoughts and feelings. I saw the same looks in their eyes. But could I trust them? Do I dare risk to put my neck on the chopping block and think of them as friends? Could I?

 

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:Hiei POV:

 

I read the article with difficulty. These demons were disgusting. To beat and rape your mate was punishable by death in some clans. And to beat and rape your daughter was unheard of.

 

But the simple action of letting us read the article to hear what really happened showed she could be trusted. And she was braver than most. Most would have told them to ask someone else and get the information second hand, and even though she didn't tell us verbally her words were on the paper in front of me.

 

She has my trust. I said to the others.

 

Mine too. Kuwabara.

 

And mine. Kurama.

 

Don't forget me. And Yusuke.

 

Then it's settled. We're her new bodyguards. Kuwarbara announced.

 

No. We're her friends. Yusuke corrected.

 

Hiei? Kurama questioned.

 

Hn. Not like I have a choice. I answered, receiving mental grins from the rest of them.

 

“Well, you're in luck then `cause this is a no pity group. You'll never hear any pity from us. Right guys?” Yusuke announced.

 

Raevyn stared at us like we had three heads. She seemed to be battling within herself.

 

`She's lived too long in the dark and can no longer find the light.'

 

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:Raevyn's POV:

 

I look from one face to another after Yusuke's comment. When I get back to his I still see the brotherly protectiveness I saw before. No malice or trickery.

 

“I think I can live with that.” I say with a smile. My first real smile in nearly eight months.

 

“You won't regret it. We promise. And I the great Kuwabara Kazuma never break a promise!” Kuwabara exclaimed placing his hand over his heart and puffing out his chest.

 

“Does he always do that?”

 

“Yes.” Chorused three voices.

 

“Oh.”

 

`This is going to an interesting adventure.' (A/N: She has no idea.)

 

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We arrive back at the house in amicable silence just listening to the radio or rather Yusuke flipping radio stations every ten seconds. I turn it off and then turn off the car.

 

Yusuke looks like I just stole his candy.

 

“Come on I have to show you all something. The story isn't over till I show you.” I said getting out of the car and going to the back door.

 

I unlocked it and went down the stairs to the basement and stopped in front of the steel door. The guys stood behind me.

 

“You don't have to show us.” Shuiichi said.

 

“Yes. Yes I do.” I said. “That's what this trust thing is all about, right?” I'm not the least bit ashamed about the slight quaver in my voice. The day I got back I sealed this door and vowed to never open it again. Yet here I am in front of it with every intention of opening it.

 

I lifted my right hand and placed it near the top corner and placed my left hand where a door knob should be. Pushing slightly the magic bonds on the door collapsed. Removing my hands I pulled a key from my pocket and slid it into the lock, turning it to the right there was a click and the door was unlocked.

 

Taking a deep breath I placed my hand on the door and pushed it open. I walked inside and memories immediately began flooding my mind, the beatings, my mother's eyes loosing hope everyday, her dead glazed eyes, getting raped. Everything came flooding back so fast I staggered and had to grab a hook to keep from falling over only to remember it was the hook my mother died on and release it with a cry. I was caught by the strong warm hands of Yusuke.

 

“Come on lets get you out of here.” He whispered.

 

I nodded dumbly. Still struggling with all the memories.

 

He leads my upstairs and sits me down in the kitchen. I stare blankly at the table while I get my mind back in order. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath I visibly relax and can now function normally.

 

“Sorry `bout that. I didn't think it would be so bad.” I mumble.

 

“You handled that better than I would've.” Kuwabara said.

 

“Thanks. I needed that.” I reply.

 

“So what's up for tomorrow?” Yusuke asked.

 

“I have a riding lesson at 11:00 AM if you want to come and then there's a fireworks show at the beach that night. I was planning on going. You can come if you want.” I said.

 

“Riding?” Kuwabara said confused.

 

“Horseback riding. It's so much fun. You should try it sometime.” I say. “Hey Halloween is coming up in a week. We could go on a trail ride in the woods then. It would be so spooky. And what better way to be scared than on top of a thousand pound animal in the middle of the woods?” I laugh at their horrified reactions.

 

`I guess I scared them again.'

 

“Um… tomorrow sounds like fun.” Kurama replied.

 

“Hn. What are fireworks?” Hiei asked.

 

Yusuke and Kuwabara promptly fall into fits of laughter.

 

“Fireworks are controlled explosives mixed with certain gases to create colors. But if you don't know what you're doing you could really hurt yourself and that is why fireworks are illegal. You can only operate them with a permit and generally only firemen get those.” I explained, kicking Yusuke and Kuwabara as they rolled on the floor, receiving grunts to signify that I hurt them.

 

“Hn.” Hiei replied.

 

“I'll take that as a yes. What about you two?” I got two thumbs up. “Good I'll be waking you up at 10 AM.”

 

“Not the music again!” Kuwabara cried.

 

“Anything but the music!” Yusuke added.

 

I smiled at them again and laughed. I seem to be doing that a lot, smiling and laughing. I guess it's not such a bad thing. `I could get used to the friend thing again.'

 

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That's chapter 3. Not too much happens for a while but it will eventually lead somewhere. I promise. Please R and R!

 

Oh. I don't own any of the song lyrics in this chapter!