This fic was originally a fic for another fandom and was once upon a time posted there. However because that fandom as of late only seems to care about very particular character pairings and anything but those pairings aren't cared about I'm done with it... for now. Maybe I'll go back one day; who knows. But in the mean time I will convert this over to a Nar/Sess fic and go from there.

Now the warnings: there is under age stuff in this AND character OOC-ness. So if that's a problem for you well either don't read it or read it anyway even though you don't like that kind of stuff and keep your comments to yourself. Kay; thanks.

Well here we go. Thanks for reading in advance; much love for you all. Keva

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My name is Sesshoumaru I just turned fifteen years old and I think I'm dying. I have gone to doctor after doctor after doctor and none of them know what is wrong with me. My last doctor dismissed me saying that I should seek therapy for my hypochondriasis. Maybe I am making this up maybe the pain I suffer from day after day is really all in my head maybe I do need psychiatric help.

My father is the only support I have he knows he sees my pain and he wants answers even more than I do. My father was never one to smile or to be considered one of those men people would consider a fun guy. He always seemed to look like he was always thinking, plotting, planning, withdrawn but that's only to those who don't know him. My dad is actually very sociable… to me anyway and yet I can see that he is changing with my illness. He's becoming distant and angry not at me but at himself, the doctors, my mother.

I know he blames her for my sickness even I blame her for it. My life was normal, happy, and healthy until about a month before she left before she walked away like my dad and I didn't matter, didn't exist… like we were nothing to her.

We don't know why she left but we do know that during the month prior to her abandonment she nearly smothered me with attention. Always, in the words of my dad, henning over me. Then just a mere week before she left the problems began.

It all started with what felt like a mild cold so I took the normal cold medications to help fight off the virus and after a week or so I was fine. Yet the symptoms came back to the point we thought I had the flu or possibly pneumonia. I went to the doctor they treated me for a mild case of pneumonia, sent me home with a prescription antibiotic, and I got better… for a few weeks anyway.

Then the cold like symptoms came back but only the internal feelings of a cold the achy muscles, the exhaustion, and the stuffy head. Externally I looked fine, normal, healthy but I wasn't… I was suffering and so began my long journey of doctor visit after doctor visit.

For a time we thought it was my way of dealing with my mother's abandonment and my father and I sought counseling to deal with the loss of my mother. But my illness didn't go away healing the mind did not heal the body.

I'm not seeking attention I don't like attention I'm a solitary person and prefer to be alone. All I want is the internal pain to stop, I want to be normal, I want to be healthy, but above all that I want my dad to be happy. That way he can stop worrying about me and find someone who will love him like my mother once loved him.

"Do you now understand my concern?" Toga nodded to the dark haired man sitting behind the large desk between them. "My son is sick, no one believes him or me, and I fear that death will come to him by his own hands if something isn't done soon. You are our last hope."

Naraku set the copy of Sesshoumaru's journal down atop the boy's extremely thick medical file. He stared at the man across from him for a long silent moment before he spoke. "I will study his file, all test results, and see what I can determine. I will be in touch soon." He nodded.

Toga nodded in return then rose to his feet. "My son's life is in your hands." He sighed sadly. "Don't let him down." He then turned and left the room silently.

Naraku stared at the thick file in front of him and sighed deeply. "I will do what I can." He said to himself before he opened the file and began going through the five years worth of reports.

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Sesshoumaru rolled over onto his side and moaned quietly with his arms wrapped tightly around his midsection. He felt the side of his bed sink causing him to roll over and face the being sitting next to him.

Toga stroked his fingers through his son's silver hair and sighed sadly. "He has agreed to look at your records and attempt to find the cause of your pain."

Sesshoumaru snorted. "We've been to a hundred other doctors and they couldn't fix me and they all think it's in my head; he won't be any different."

Toga sighed deeply. "Just give him a chance. Maybe he will find something that the others couldn't or check something that hasn't been checked yet."

"What can he possibly check that hasn't been check yet?" He closed his eyes as another wave of pain shot through his abdomen. When the pain receded he looked up at his father with sad pain filled amber eyes. "He won't find anything just like the others didn't find anything." He sighed deeply. "I don't want to go through any more tests, no more doctors, and no more hospitals."

"I know son but please just see this one last doctor for me."

Sesshoumaru snorted. "You always say this one last doctor and there's always another one after that."

Toga chuckled lightly. "I do always say that don't I?"

Sesshoumaru smiled up at his father and nodded. "But I'm used to it by now."

"Yes well I just want to get you better and since you are my son I will do whatever it takes to make sure you DO get better so you can live a normal, healthy, happy life." He mussed up his hair with a wiggle of his fingers.

"Don't do that." Sesshoumaru hissed as he slapped his father's hand away from his head.

Toga grunted. "If you go to this doctor I will never do it again."

Sesshoumaru rolled his eyes. "You always say that too."

"I'm old it's expected." Toga smiled as he stood up, looked down at his son, and crossed his arms over his chest. "So will you go see this doctor?"

Sesshoumaru stared up at his father and knew as much as he didn't want to he would for his dad's sake. It was always for him that he suffered the poking, the prodding, the needles, the scans, and any other test the doctors could come up with. "Yes I'll go." He sighed.

"That's all I ask." He smiled lightly then held up his hand when Sesshoumaru opened his mouth. "Yes I know, I always say that as well. Maybe you will get sick of hearing me repeat myself all the time and just get better."

"If it was that easy I would be better already." Sesshoumaru flinched when another wave of pain shot through his body.

Toga sighed sadly as he watched his son suffer through his pain. "I will get you better then kill that woman for what she did to you." He growled.

Sesshoumaru nodded before he closed his eyes and tried to sleep the pain away.

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Naraku flipped through the medical text book trying to find the cause of Sesshoumaru's illness. He couldn't fathom why the young boy's test results were so dramatically different from doctor to doctor.

He trailed his finger down the through the tests starting from the first test on down and noted something strange. The first three doctor's had the same results for each test then each doctor the boy saw after that ended up with different results from that point on.

One test on his liver showed up positive for hepatitis then two months and a new physician later the exact same tests were ran and his liver showed up negative for hepatitis. All his tests were the same positive one time, negative the next, and inconclusive the very next. There was something missing in the puzzle that is Sesshoumaru Taisho and by damn he was going to find out what it was even if it killed him.

He picked the boy's overly thick medical file up and dropped it in the trash. He was going to start with the basics and dismiss all previous diagnosis, recommendations, test results, and the like. There were far too many inconsistencies, misread diagnosis, and in his opinion the whole lot of them were a bunch of useless simpletons.

He plucked the phone off its base and dialed the number for the Taisho household to have Sesshoumaru come in and see him as soon as possible so he could get a look at the boy.

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"Dad…"

Toga shook his head. "I do not want to hear it son. You will allow this doctor to examine you and perhaps he will find what is causing your symptoms."

"But…" Sesshoumaru sighed and deflated when his father gave him a hard stare. "Fine." He huffed then looked up at the door when it opened and in stepped a doctor carrying a thin file.

"Mr. Taisho." Naraku nodded towards the man sitting on the chair in the corner. "It's a pleasure to see you again."

Toga stood up, shook the doctor's hand, and nodded. "This is my son Sesshoumaru." He waved a hand towards the boy sitting on the examination table.

Naraku turned to face the boy. "I hear you haven't been feeling well." He smiled at the him as he held out his hand to him.

Sesshoumaru glared at the doctor. "Spare me the jokes."

"I see we don't much like jokes." Naraku said with an arch of his brow and dropped his hand away.

Deep ambers narrowed to thin little slits. "When you've heard them all a hundred times the funny just isn't there anymore." He snapped.

"Sesshoumaru!" Toga hissed. "You will not be disrespectful."

"Sorry dad." Sesshoumaru deflated.

Toga grunted then nodded at the doctor to continue.

Naraku looked from father to son and nodded at the boy. "I understand the hostility." He stood in front of the suddenly pale boy. "Am I to take it the symptoms have returned?" He slipped the stethoscope from around his neck, pressed the chest piece of the stethoscope against his chest, and listened to his heart beat before he moved to his back. "Take a deep breath for me."

Sesshoumaru did as he was told since this was nothing new and took another deep breath before his new doctor could ask him to do it again.

Naraku draped the stethoscope back around his neck before he pulled up the small stool and sat down in front of the boy sitting on the table. "Do you suffer from dizzy spells and erratic breathing?"

"Sometimes." Sesshoumaru nodded with a shrug.

"Do you get the feeling like you swallowed something and it's stuck in the middle of your chest causing a sharp pain to shoot down into your stomach?"

Sesshoumaru drew his brows in thought as he glanced over at his father before looking back at the doctor. "Sometimes." He nodded.

Naraku looked between father and son wondering what that was all about and didn't have to wait long for an answer.

"No one has ever asked me that before." Sesshoumaru again nodded.

Naraku arched a brow at the boy. "It is a pretty basic question when dealing with abdominal pain."

"So what do you think it is?" Toga questioned as he leaned towards the doctor slightly.

"Truthfully; I don't know yet." Naraku answered as he scribbled some notes down in Sesshoumaru's brand new file. He looked up at the boy. "This is just an initial exam. Now describe the pain you suffer from, is it like pressure, shooting, or stabbing?"

"None of them. It's more like my stomach is trying to rip itself out of my body from the inside out." He gave the doctor a small smirk. "Sometimes I imagine that there's a little man inside my stomach trying to rip his way out with a crow bar."

"Hmm…" Naraku hummed thoughtfully. "Sounds like an ulcer."

Sesshoumaru shook his head. "That test came up negative."

Naraku went back to writing down notes. "No; it came up negative four of the nine times you were tested for it. Three times it was positive and two times it was inconclusive." He looked up at the boy. "I must say the inconsistencies within your chart are astounding and utter nonsense."

"So what are you going to do?" Toga questioned with a glance at his son.

"We are going to start from scratch." Naraku rose to his feet, got a tongue depressor from the jar on the counter, plucked the magnifying light off the wall, and stood in front of Sesshoumaru. "Say ahh…"

Sesshoumaru opened his mouth and did as he was told while he glanced over at his father from the corner of his eye.

Toga smirked and shrugged as he looked at his son letting him know with his eyes that perhaps they had finally found a doctor that was going to figure out what was wrong with him.

A deep amber eye narrowed and a grunt escaped his throat.

Naraku removed the tongue depressor and went back to writing down in Sesshoumaru's chart. "I don't blame you for thinking that I'm no different from the other physicians you have been to see. I would think the same were I in your shoes." He smiled up at his patient. "Don't worry we'll get you fixed." He then looked over at Toga. "He will be admitted into the hospital today so I can monitor his vitals and get a base reading for them and then we'll go from there."

"What?" Sesshoumaru questioned wide eyed. "I don't want to go to the hospital!"

Naraku rubbed his chin with his knuckles. "I see we prefer the illness to a hospital. Very well it was a pleas…"

"No!" Sesshoumaru bit out cutting him off.

Naraku arched and elegant brow at the boy. "So you do wish for me to continue then?"

Sesshoumaru pressed his lips together. "Yes; I'll go to the hospital!" He hissed as he jumped off the table amber eyes glinting angrily.

"I'm not quite done with you." Naraku nodded. "Just a few more questions."

"Fine." Sesshoumaru huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "Do you have any nausea, vomiting, or diarrhea?"

"All of them."

Naraku scribbled his answer down in his chart. "Any lethargy, erratic heart beats, or hyperglycemia?"

"Sometimes." The boy nodded.

"Hmm…" Naraku scratched down some more notes. "Once I have him in the hospital I'll have CT scan done and see if anything shows up."

"Do you have any idea what is wrong with him?" Toga questioned hopeful.

"I suspect it is some sort of metal poisoning but I can't be certain until I get a look at his insides and have some tests run."

"We will head over there straight from here." Toga nodded as he stood up ready to run his son across the parking lot and into the hospital.

"Very good." Naraku nodded at Sesshoumaru then turned to Toga.

"I will have my assistant call so they will be ready for him when he arrives."

Toga smiled at the doctor more hopeful than ever that his son was finally going to be cured. "How long do you expect him to be in the hospital?"

"I would say no more than two or three days." He nodded. "It depends on if I find anything that will need further inspection."

"Wonderful; I get to experience being a pin cushion again." Sesshoumaru hissed.

Toga sighed deeply understanding his son's anger so long the boy has had to suffer being poked and prodded and told that there is nothing wrong with him. "Well I certainly hope you can discover what ails him."

"I will do what I can." Naraku held his hand out to Toga.

Toga nodded and shook the doctor's hand. "Come boy let us get you to the hospital."

Sesshoumaru sighed in annoyance followed behind his father and gave the doctor a curt nod as walked towards the door.

Naraku gave a wink and a smile at the boy and nearly chuckled when he curled his lip in disgust at him. "Interesting little man." Naraku smirked to himself once the two were out of sight.