The best thanks for TurquoisePanda for the idea for this chapter. MORE.

Chapter 54 – The Last Hope

Inuyasha has been in psychiatric hospitals for half of his life. No doctor bared him for more than a few months when he was a child – until finally he was taken to the hospital of Kuroshima. That place being the 'last place', he couldn't be kicked out from there.

But nothing helps. Every single medicine, treatments such as ECT, therapies that were a major waste of time. Inuyasha just sat still and looked around the room, not taking any kind of contact to the psychologist. No nowadays the only thing they could really do to help Inuyasha was the huge doses of anti-psychotics. Inuyasha was more like just being held here to be safe from not only people outside but also from himself. It could be he would never get out of here.

But there was one thing. Something mysterious.

Every new-moon night he turned into a human. And that's when Mitsuhiro is always at night shift, keeping him company, as he always stayed awake those nights. And why was is special? He talks those nights. Not much, but still. And as the morning came, everything returned normal.

It was a nice day of early autumn. It had been pretty calm in the ward K10-3. It had been four days since anybody had been isolated, strapped of even got injected. It was quiet. Almost spooky.

The ward's doctor was sitting in her office, talking in the phone. Her desk was covered with Inuyasha's folders filled with documents – and believe me, there was a lot of paper!

"Yes, he is almost a lost case..." she said to the phone. "... You think it's safe? ...Of course I will consult his father, I'll do it right away... You must ship it as fast as possible. Alright, thank you so much! I'll be calling you later today."

The doctor came out from her office and started looking for Mitsuhiro with her phone in her hand. And there he was, in the activity room, sitting on a chair, beside Inuyasha, who sat on the windowsill.

"Oh, hello there!" Mitsuhiro greeted as he saw her. "What brings you here? You don't get here very often."

"I have something very important to tell you. Come, take Inuyasha with you. Let's go to my office.

And so they walked through the ward and to the doctor's office. Everyone sat down.

"So", the doctor sighed. "As we all know, Inuyasha's condition is very difficult. Nothing helps.. But there is one more option. Now..." he called a number with his phone and put it on the desk, speakers on. The phone beeped a few times...

"Inutaisho Kita" the man on the other side of the phone answered.

"Hello, this is Dr. Takara from Kuroshima. We have gathered here, Inuyasha and Mitsuhiro, because I have something to tell you all."

"I'm listening."

"About half a year ago when I was at a mental health convention in USA, they told me this: there will be made a way to treat same conditions as Inuyasha – being really a hanyou, but stuck in full-demon blood mode. That being so rare, there are only a few cases worldwide..."

"So, what is it?"

"It's a human blood transfusion. As little as it is known about it, about 40 % of treatment is successful."

"How is it done?"

"It is a very harsh procedure. All his demon blood will be replaced with human blood. It was very hard to get fitting blood for Inuyasha, but they found some from Germany. If you agree to start this treatment, the blood will be shipped instantly and Inuyasha will be taken in to the central hospital."

"How long will he have to stay in hospital?"

"It depends. As said, this procedure is very harsh and painful. Sometimes it can lead to ICU treatment, causing poisoning and fever. But we think this is the last way we could help him. So, what do you think? Do you want to try?"

For a while Inutaisho just sat still, quiet. Then he sighed.

"Okay then. Let's do it."

"You heard them", Mitsuhiro told Inuyasha, who looked like he was pouting. "Of course, the last choice is yours. Now, please answer me: yes or no."

For a while Inuyasha just stared at him, turning towards the doctor, back at Mitsuhiro... and nodded. Mitsuhiro smiled and pet the boy's back.

"So, we will be gone there for maybe a week..." Mitsuhiro said as he and the boy sat on his bed. "But you don't really have much stuff to take with you... Not that you'd even need, as you get hospital clothes from there..."

But then Inuyasha pushed Mitsuhiro out of his way off the bed.

"Hey! What was that fo-?"

Inuyasha gave him the answer by grabbing his pillow and releaved something from under it – the chewing toy.

"Heh", Mitsuhiro chuckled. "Is there anything else you'd want to take?"

Inuyasha just put the toy into the backpack and put it on his back.

"You're ready to go?" Mitsuhiro asked. Inuyasha nodded and walked out of the room.

"We have it all..." Mitsuhiro mumbled while changing his nurse clothes in the break room. "Five jars of Clozapine..."

"But I guess the hospital has sedatives, hm?" one other nurse said.

"Of course, so we are all good. I will be back here with Inuyasha within maybe a week."

"Remember to stay in contact and tell me about how he's doing."

"Sure. Don't worry, everything's going to be alright."

They went to the hospital by ambulance. Inuyasha was calm, not nervous at all. He sat still like a rock, staring at nowhere, silent.

After a few hours of driving, they arrived at the hospital. They checked in and entered the surgical ward, room five. Inuyasha sat down on his bed and looked around.

In about half an hour a man walked in. He was holding a folder and had a stethoscope hanging aroung his neck.

"So, you are Inuyasha", turned at Mitsuhiro and said: "And you are his personal nurse Mitsuhiro, from Kuroshima."

"Yes, and we are here for human blood transfusion."

"Hmm, yes, yes..." the doctor hummed and checked the folder. "He is severely taken over by his demon blood."

"And has always been. But he changed human every night of new moon, and he turns for better those nights."

"You must understand that this procedure will be very tough. It is a lot more difficult than a normal blood transfusion, and, very often, fails. Are you ready?"

Mitsuhiro nodded and turned towards Inuyasha. He just stared at the doctor, but finally nodded once, slow.

"So may it be", the doctor nodded. "Change to a hospital gown and wait for a while, we will be back."

Inuyasha laid down, put his hands under his head and sighed. Mitsuhiro smiled a bit and laid his hand on the boy's shoulder, stroking him with his thumb.

"It will be alright."

Then three nurses came in. Two of them were pushing drip stands. In one of them was a vital sign monitor which will show his blood pressure, pulse and temperature, and the last had four plastic bags of blood hanging high above.

"Okay now, young man", one female nurse smiled and grabbed Inuyasha's hand, about to sting him with an IV drip needle. "This won't hurt."

Inuyasha turned his ears down. Of course he knew it wouldn't hurt!

Soon the blood drip and vital sign monitor were connected to him, and so the transfusion could start.

"Being a nurse, you know what to do if the machines start to beep?" a nurse said..

"Oh yes – I'll call you immediately if anything happens", Mitsuhiro nodded... and the transfusion started. Inuyasha stared at the blood bags hanging on the dripstand. How the blood fell into the tube drip by drip. It burned a bit, but that's about it.

An hour had gone by. The second blood bag had just been put dripping.

Mitsuhiro had just sat still, quiet, all this time, sometimes stroking the boy a bit.

But suddenly Mitsuhiro gave a look upon the vital sign monitor on the other side of the bed... The temperature had started rising. Now it was 101 F.

"Hey. Hey, Inuyasha", he said, calm, shaking the boy gently. He opened his eyes, looking just fine. "Just a sec." Mitsuhiro got up from his chair and dashed out from the room. Inuyasha didn't really understand what was going on. He turned his eyes towards the machines, but didn't really understand were those marks good or bad. Ahh, whateva.

Mitsuhiro returned with two nurses. One of them immediately rushed to Inuyasha's side, touched his forehead and gave an another look at the monitor...

"What's happening? What shall we do?" Mitsuhiro wondered, still sounding pretty calm.

"We'll follow the fever. If it rises over 103, let us know."

Mitsuhiro watched the nurses leave, sighed and sat down, leaning against the chair's back.

"I hope this will be worth it."

Mitsuhiro almost dozed off. He still sat on his chair, eyes closed... until he started to hear beeping. He woke up right away and looked at the monitor... oh shit. The fever. It said 104.

"Nurse!" he shouted and ran out from the room.

Four nurses ran inside. They gathered around the boy's bed, doing something, Mitsuhiro couldn't see what. Then one of the nurses grabbed the bed and started pushing it out from the room.

"H-hey hey! What is going on?" Mitsuhiro asked, shocked.

"He will be taken to intensive care."

Mitsuhiro followed Inuyasha being taken all the way through the hospital to the ICU. But he stopped at it's door.

"I'll be there in just a minute. I gotta call someone."

As Inuyasha was pushed in and the door was closed, Mitsuhiro took his phone and put it on his ear. A man answered.

"You should really come here as soon as possible. Inuyasha is in intensive care", Mitsuhiro said, serious.