I'm allowed back online now! ^^ Yay! (yeah) anyway, I still have no clue as
to what to write next....... I really don't. So the chapters will
be.......er.......short.......until I get a burst of inspiration or
Misao sighed and stared up at the ceiling, bored out of her mind. She had
her stuffed dolphin to hug, and the ceiling to stare at, not to mention the
pain in her back.......
She'd been in bed for approximately four days with nothing to do except
sleep and eat. She got up every so often with Omasu's help to go to the
bathroom and such, but other than that, she didn't move.
And her leg felt much better than it previously had. But her back.......
It really hurt....... And from what she'd been told, the wounds there
weren't near as bad as the one in her stomach, or on her leg.......
So why did it hurt so bad?
And her fever hadn't gone away either.......
How strange. She wasn't going to tell anyone that her back hurt,
however....... They'd probably think that she was a sissy or
Even though she had a fever, and she was sick, she couldn't seem to get to
sleep at all. Insomnia Ultima....... that's what she called it.
She was too weak to really do anything except lie down, so she couldn't
exactly get up and train to cure her boredom.
Aoshi-sama had stopped sticking to her room like glue, and wasn't hanging
around so much anymore....... It was kind of lonely sitting by yourself,
staring at the ceiling....... but Aoshi-sama probably had better things to
do with his time than watch over her.
The doctor had stopped by on the second day of ultimate boredom, and had
proclaimed that her leg and stomach were healing up nicely. He'd even said
that perhaps she would be able to be up and around as soon as her flu
There WAS a flu going around town, and Okon had gotten, but Misao didn't
think they were the same flu. While poor Okon was busy throwing up her
lunch, she herself just had a fever and flashes of heat and cold.
She hated it when she was so hot she wanted the window open, but then as
soon as the person who opened the window left, she wanted it closed because
she was cold.
She'd become accustomed to sleeping on her side, so that her back didn't
hurt so bad. But every so often, in the middle of the night, she'd turn
over onto her back and jolt herself awake. Hey, it was one heck of an
Except one time she'd woken up at 2:00am.......
The shoji to her room slid open, and somebody walked in. Misao turned her
head to see Okina waltz into the room.
"Hey Jiya," she greeted, her voice still slightly raspy, but not nearly as
bad as it had been.
"Good morning Misao!" Jiya smiled heartily.
"Morning? It's still morning?" Misao whined. "I feel like it's been a
"Maybe you should read something then," Okina suggested.
"Like what? I don't own any books......."
"No, but Aoshi does. I'll see if he'll let you borrow a book or two,
"You probably shouldn't bother him Jiya," Misao sighed. "He's most likely
working on something."
"He's working all right," Jiya mused. "Working on finding out more
information about that man that you fought.......what was his name again?"
"Yes, well, Aoshi's looking for him."
"Oh....... When's lunch?" she asked, hoping it would be in two minutes or
"Not for a few hours actually.......It's only 9:30......."
"Oh," she sighed disappointedly. "Alright."
Okina returned ½ an hour later with two books, both old and worn looking.
"They aren't about war techniques are they?" Misao asked dubiously. "I'll
bet they are."
"Actually, Aoshi said that they were very good novels," Jiya reprimanded.
"First there's 'The Backfence Story', and the other one is called 'My
Friend Flicka'. They're both about animals, so I think you'll like them."
"Animals, huh? What kinds?"
"Well, 'The Backfence Story' is about cats, and 'My Friend Flicka' is about
"Here you go Misao!" he said triumphantly, depositing them in front of her.
"Do you need some more pillows?"
"No Jiya, I'm fine......."
A few days later, her fever went up, and her back started to throb
painfully instead of ache, but she didn't say anything, afraid that her
friends would think that she was weak.......
Aoshi was studying in his room, well, studying up on former Oniwabanshuu
members, but he still couldn't find anyone named "Insumi" and it was
driving him up the wall.
He'd gone through every book in the whole Aoiya, and he'd ordered more from
the other stationed Oniwabanshuu members, but he doubted that he would find
Just as he set his book down, Omasu came busting inside his room, nearly
taking his shoji off its track. He looked up startled and stared coldly at
the intrusion of his solitude.
"It-It's Misao!" she exclaimed. "I knew something strange was going on, and
that it smelled kind of strange in there, but I had no idea!" She grabbed
onto Aoshi's arm and urged him to follow her down the hall.
Aoshi himself was rather confused. What about Misao?
She ran inside Misao's room where the other members of the Oniwabanshuu
were gathered, looking on either with tears in their eyes [Jiya, Okon,
Omasu] or with worry etched into their faces[Shiro, Kuro].
"She was having another one of those spells, you know. And she kept saying
something about her back hurting. Well, since she hadn't said anything
about it before, and she'd been out for nearly a day now, I figured I
should check it out."
"My poor Misao!" Jiya cried, wiping tears from his eyes. "How did this
Aoshi raised an eyebrow questioningly, and Jiya pointed down at Misao.
Aoshi followed his gaze and noticed that Omasu had pulled the top of her
yukata down to her waist, and the ninja girl was flipped over on her
stomach. Her pale skin was dull-looking on her back, but only on her back.
The rest of her skin was dull, but not that dull.
Her back wounds were colored terribly, black and red with puss leaking out
around them. The skin was jagged around the wounds, and pink and puffy. He
wondered just how this had happened.
He knelt down and pressed two fingers against the largest cut, pushing puss
out of the wound.
Misao whimpered and tried to turn over, but Omasu knelt down and held her
in place, brushing her hair back behind her ears and running her hands
through her hair to help calm her.
"Do you know what it is Aoshi?" Okina asked fearfully.
Aoshi nodded slowly. "I do," he stated.
He nodded again.
"I mean, it sure smells bad......." Jiya put a hand over his nose, and
Aoshi frowned. He knew what it was, all right, but how Misao had gotten
it, he had no idea.
"What is it Aoshi-san?" Okon asked him.
"Gangrene," he whispered. "She has gangrene......."
WooT! Bet you never saw that coming! ^^ Gangrene is.......
The death or decay of living tissue in the body. Moist gangrene is the
result of an injury, a blood clot, or a tight bandage that restricts the
blood flow to the tissues. It is characterized by an offensive odor from
the affected area. It spreads rapidly to other tissues, and, if untreated,
can result in death.
You know what'll happen, right? She'll have so many scars.......poor Misao,
I'm so cruel.......OH WELL, IT'S A FANFICTION! ^^;; It never really did
PS. Review please? And sorry this was so short.......