Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the Inuyasha-gumi.
I hope all of you Inu/Kik fans take an interest to this story. I made it especially for you all, and I really just wanted to write a story about what happened when Inu and Kikyo fell in love long before anyone else came into their lives. I guess you can say this is my first serious fiction, so...enjoy!
PriestessOfBlue
It was a beautiful fall evening in Tokyo Japan. The wind blew gently, swaying the majestic trees that bared fruit and smells of lilacs and cherry blossoms. The sun shone brightly, giving light to any low point of the day. The temperature was subtle and cool, with no sight in decreasing or increasing. It was all perfect. Just perfect.
Nearby there was a shallow pool of water. Trees secluded it from human view, and it was content in between foliage of green and light green. The water was as clear as crystal, and the evening breeze made it ripple with a sense of passiveness.
Further down the mass of water, bubbles reached the surface of the stream constantly. All of a sudden, a head emerged from the water and started to breathe. It was a woman, aged fifteen, and in a serene mood. She had been swimming under to calm herself. The events of the day had been grueling on her, especially for her age.
Because of the recent death of the village Miko, she had been put in charge of the sacred jewel, the Shikon no Tama. It was now her duty to be the Miko, or priestess, of the reasonably large village, and the most important jewel known to man. Along with this, her personality momentarily shifted. She was no longer the studious, cheerful and carefree girl her age entitled her to. She was now serious and forthright in what her duties were.
Sighing, she slunk back in to the water, swimming up the stream. The water, so cool and crisp, soothed her body. Her peach skin appeared flawless in the light of the day, and her silky raven hair waved in the liquid, appearing to dance with a calm. She came up once again, and started to swim above water to the riverside. When she reached the side, she gently came out on her hands and sat on her blanket, exposed, but hoping no one was watching her with any disturbing intentions. She moved her bow and arrow aside, and started to put on her clothes as she reached for her obi, when all of a sudden, she looked up in terror.
Blocking the sunlight was a ferocious demon in flight. Its wings were matted and ghastly, and its head was big and mystifying. Three eyes rested themselves upon his skull, and his teeth, the most scarring of all, were long, jagged, and sharp. Looking up at the creature from hell, she slightly hesitated as she reached for her bow and arrow. As she aimed for the items, the creature flew down and clamped her right hand. She struggled in pain unexplainable as its talons dug into her creamy flesh, staining it with blood as red as scarlet.
"Let me go!" She screamed, pain upon pain.
At this point, she discovered that the beast could not talk, but with its behavioral growl, hinted that it wanted her to eat. Struggling once again, she finally ripped her arm from its grasp. Screaming in pain, she hurriedly reached for her bow and arrow. Grasping the instrument vital to her survival, she dove under the water, nakedness and all. Aiming from the lake surface, she positioned the arrow to the demon's head, and was about to let go when all of a sudden the creature met the ground with an earth- shattering thud.
Puzzled and exhausted from her quick movements, she slowly departed from the water, only revealing up to her collarbone. Still keeping up her guard with the bow and arrow, she eyed the fallen demon. It lay, half conscious. The pulse of its wicked heart still beating, it persisted to get up. When it attempted this, the creature fell down again. This time, it did not move.
"H-h-how did..." she muttered as she stared in awe of the slaying of the beast. She didn't even get a chance to touch it, and it had fallen at the hands of-who? She wondered. Who could slay a demon with such vigor and grace and speed? She looked on as a humanly figure leaped aside from the beast. Now able to tell that it was a he, she saw him sheath his sword and look at his handiwork. A look of anger and satisfaction spread across his face as he knelt down toward the monster.
"Never seem to listen, do you?"
The demon, surprisingly, opened its left eye, as if he was listening to him.
"Young women may be what you crave, but in the end it's not worth it if she's going to kill you."
The beast, outraged, flew up. It's blood red eyes looked straight into the man as he let out a furious howl.
He dove into him and persisted to bite a hole in his torso. "Unnh!" He yelled, as his teeth gnawed at his chest. He pushed him away, and unsheathed his sword. The weapon gleamed in the sunlight. He ran as he swiftly brought it down. He ushered his battle cry as the sword went straight down in the middle of its ghastly body. The demon halted, and then started to shake. Its tattered carcass fell to the ground, and disappeared with a puff of gray smoke and cinders. The man jumped away, and lie down in the grass, exhausted from what seemed not to be a tough battle. His breathing was steady, but deep, and sweat streamed off of him in rivers of moisture.
The girl, still in the water, stared in amazement at this man she just witnessed in action. Her enchantment was only temporary. A pool of blood made itself at home hear her body in the water. She was bleeding incessantly, with no end in sight. She gently let go of the bow and arrow she held ever so tightly. Her senses began to dull as she swayed in the water, trying her best to get up and out. She started to breathe heavily as the blood began to leave her body quicker and more rapidly. "H-h-help me..." She managed to say before fainting in the water.
The man looked over and witnessed the bubbles in the lake. Being curious, as he always was, he looked over to the surface. There was the steadily sinking body of the girl. His eyes widened in fear as he quickly reached for her in the clear water. He lifted her up and out of the torrent of liquid. Her body lie near the lake. All of a sudden, before having nothing else matter, he realized that she was naked. His eyes widened once again as his face turned a crimson red. Things he had never seen before were revealed to his very own eyes. He started to pant heavily, and turned his head away, still trying to stick to some of his maturity, if he had any.
He noticed that her arm was still bleeding. It did not look good, but he was determined to help her. After all she needed it more than anything. Holding the gaping wound in his hand, he ripped off a piece of his red obi. He made sure it was nice and long, and began to wrap it securely around the wound. The bleeding finally stopped as the bandage took hold. He was careful to test and see if she still leaked, for the bandage was red, and it would be pretty hard to tell. He gently lay her back on the ground as she started to shake.
He suddenly backed away as she coughed, releasing water from her mouth. She was in a gagged expression as she held her hand to her throat. Her eyes clenched tight as she tried to get all of the water out of her lungs. When the last ounce finally spewed out, she sighed heavily. Lying on the ground swiftly, she closed her eyes, relenting the fact that she almost died. "How do I get myself in these situations?" She asked inquisitively upon herself. She suddenly turned around to reach for her clothes when she met face to face with...
"Ahhhh! What are you doing here? You pervert!"
She screamed, clutching her obi to her chest in a feverish attempt to cover her self up. She quickly backed away from him as he stuttered, trying to find how he could explain.
"You were being attacked by that demon and I-"
"Excuses excuses EXCUSES!" She cut him off and screamed at the top of her lungs, "RAPE! Rape rape rape rape RAAAAPE!"
He, being startled by her actions, ran to a tree and quickly climbed up it. He didn't want to be hunted down by the villagers again. He hid in the rustling leaves as she continued to yell louder than before.
"HELP! I'm being man-handled by a demon!" She yelled again. This time around, she appeared to be enjoying herself. She screamed out, as if she was actually hurting. He looked at her in bewilderment.
"Does she realize how dim-witted she sounds?" He asked himself, and then decided that some payback was in order for later on. He stayed in the tree, smiling down at her, his eyes dancing with naughtiness.
She started to look up at him in the tree that blew in the breeze, and shot a look of disgust at him.
"You demons, always trying to seek pleasure in innocence. If I had all of my Miko powers you would be dead by now!"
Her finger pointed at him shaking. She ran with her clothes to a low point of the bank. When she arrived there, she quickly dressed. Her bow and arrow were tied to her back, and she was ready to go back into the village. All of what she had gone through scared her, but most of all, opened her up to what demons really were: perverts. After all, it was forbidden to see a woman bathe, if you were a man, something regarding high disrespect. But, she was not aware of the whole story. It was all a major misconception.
Back in the tree he still lay there, confused, amused, and bewildered. She had acted so teasing, yet so real at him, and he sincerely did not know what to believe. He had only tried to help her. What part of it did she not get? Well, he saw her naked, but it was either that or she would drown. This situation reminded him of what his brother used to say:
"Women are pretty hard to understand. Hell, the only thing they understand is confections and flowers."
He laid back on one of the sturdy tree branches and sighed. As much as he did not like her as of now, he sort of liked it when she played with him in a menacing, sort of way. She looked tough, not letting anyone get by easily, and that was something he had come to admire in anyone's personality. Exhausted from the day, he laid back into the embrace of the tree and fell asleep, as the sky began to darken. The golden sun sprayed a ribbon of color across the horizon as it set. Hues of pinks and blues and purples and oranges tinted the sky.
That concludes Chapter One-I hoped you liked it! Please take a second out of your day and review if you want to. I need some opinions! Domo!
PriestessOfBlue
I hope all of you Inu/Kik fans take an interest to this story. I made it especially for you all, and I really just wanted to write a story about what happened when Inu and Kikyo fell in love long before anyone else came into their lives. I guess you can say this is my first serious fiction, so...enjoy!
PriestessOfBlue
It was a beautiful fall evening in Tokyo Japan. The wind blew gently, swaying the majestic trees that bared fruit and smells of lilacs and cherry blossoms. The sun shone brightly, giving light to any low point of the day. The temperature was subtle and cool, with no sight in decreasing or increasing. It was all perfect. Just perfect.
Nearby there was a shallow pool of water. Trees secluded it from human view, and it was content in between foliage of green and light green. The water was as clear as crystal, and the evening breeze made it ripple with a sense of passiveness.
Further down the mass of water, bubbles reached the surface of the stream constantly. All of a sudden, a head emerged from the water and started to breathe. It was a woman, aged fifteen, and in a serene mood. She had been swimming under to calm herself. The events of the day had been grueling on her, especially for her age.
Because of the recent death of the village Miko, she had been put in charge of the sacred jewel, the Shikon no Tama. It was now her duty to be the Miko, or priestess, of the reasonably large village, and the most important jewel known to man. Along with this, her personality momentarily shifted. She was no longer the studious, cheerful and carefree girl her age entitled her to. She was now serious and forthright in what her duties were.
Sighing, she slunk back in to the water, swimming up the stream. The water, so cool and crisp, soothed her body. Her peach skin appeared flawless in the light of the day, and her silky raven hair waved in the liquid, appearing to dance with a calm. She came up once again, and started to swim above water to the riverside. When she reached the side, she gently came out on her hands and sat on her blanket, exposed, but hoping no one was watching her with any disturbing intentions. She moved her bow and arrow aside, and started to put on her clothes as she reached for her obi, when all of a sudden, she looked up in terror.
Blocking the sunlight was a ferocious demon in flight. Its wings were matted and ghastly, and its head was big and mystifying. Three eyes rested themselves upon his skull, and his teeth, the most scarring of all, were long, jagged, and sharp. Looking up at the creature from hell, she slightly hesitated as she reached for her bow and arrow. As she aimed for the items, the creature flew down and clamped her right hand. She struggled in pain unexplainable as its talons dug into her creamy flesh, staining it with blood as red as scarlet.
"Let me go!" She screamed, pain upon pain.
At this point, she discovered that the beast could not talk, but with its behavioral growl, hinted that it wanted her to eat. Struggling once again, she finally ripped her arm from its grasp. Screaming in pain, she hurriedly reached for her bow and arrow. Grasping the instrument vital to her survival, she dove under the water, nakedness and all. Aiming from the lake surface, she positioned the arrow to the demon's head, and was about to let go when all of a sudden the creature met the ground with an earth- shattering thud.
Puzzled and exhausted from her quick movements, she slowly departed from the water, only revealing up to her collarbone. Still keeping up her guard with the bow and arrow, she eyed the fallen demon. It lay, half conscious. The pulse of its wicked heart still beating, it persisted to get up. When it attempted this, the creature fell down again. This time, it did not move.
"H-h-how did..." she muttered as she stared in awe of the slaying of the beast. She didn't even get a chance to touch it, and it had fallen at the hands of-who? She wondered. Who could slay a demon with such vigor and grace and speed? She looked on as a humanly figure leaped aside from the beast. Now able to tell that it was a he, she saw him sheath his sword and look at his handiwork. A look of anger and satisfaction spread across his face as he knelt down toward the monster.
"Never seem to listen, do you?"
The demon, surprisingly, opened its left eye, as if he was listening to him.
"Young women may be what you crave, but in the end it's not worth it if she's going to kill you."
The beast, outraged, flew up. It's blood red eyes looked straight into the man as he let out a furious howl.
He dove into him and persisted to bite a hole in his torso. "Unnh!" He yelled, as his teeth gnawed at his chest. He pushed him away, and unsheathed his sword. The weapon gleamed in the sunlight. He ran as he swiftly brought it down. He ushered his battle cry as the sword went straight down in the middle of its ghastly body. The demon halted, and then started to shake. Its tattered carcass fell to the ground, and disappeared with a puff of gray smoke and cinders. The man jumped away, and lie down in the grass, exhausted from what seemed not to be a tough battle. His breathing was steady, but deep, and sweat streamed off of him in rivers of moisture.
The girl, still in the water, stared in amazement at this man she just witnessed in action. Her enchantment was only temporary. A pool of blood made itself at home hear her body in the water. She was bleeding incessantly, with no end in sight. She gently let go of the bow and arrow she held ever so tightly. Her senses began to dull as she swayed in the water, trying her best to get up and out. She started to breathe heavily as the blood began to leave her body quicker and more rapidly. "H-h-help me..." She managed to say before fainting in the water.
The man looked over and witnessed the bubbles in the lake. Being curious, as he always was, he looked over to the surface. There was the steadily sinking body of the girl. His eyes widened in fear as he quickly reached for her in the clear water. He lifted her up and out of the torrent of liquid. Her body lie near the lake. All of a sudden, before having nothing else matter, he realized that she was naked. His eyes widened once again as his face turned a crimson red. Things he had never seen before were revealed to his very own eyes. He started to pant heavily, and turned his head away, still trying to stick to some of his maturity, if he had any.
He noticed that her arm was still bleeding. It did not look good, but he was determined to help her. After all she needed it more than anything. Holding the gaping wound in his hand, he ripped off a piece of his red obi. He made sure it was nice and long, and began to wrap it securely around the wound. The bleeding finally stopped as the bandage took hold. He was careful to test and see if she still leaked, for the bandage was red, and it would be pretty hard to tell. He gently lay her back on the ground as she started to shake.
He suddenly backed away as she coughed, releasing water from her mouth. She was in a gagged expression as she held her hand to her throat. Her eyes clenched tight as she tried to get all of the water out of her lungs. When the last ounce finally spewed out, she sighed heavily. Lying on the ground swiftly, she closed her eyes, relenting the fact that she almost died. "How do I get myself in these situations?" She asked inquisitively upon herself. She suddenly turned around to reach for her clothes when she met face to face with...
"Ahhhh! What are you doing here? You pervert!"
She screamed, clutching her obi to her chest in a feverish attempt to cover her self up. She quickly backed away from him as he stuttered, trying to find how he could explain.
"You were being attacked by that demon and I-"
"Excuses excuses EXCUSES!" She cut him off and screamed at the top of her lungs, "RAPE! Rape rape rape rape RAAAAPE!"
He, being startled by her actions, ran to a tree and quickly climbed up it. He didn't want to be hunted down by the villagers again. He hid in the rustling leaves as she continued to yell louder than before.
"HELP! I'm being man-handled by a demon!" She yelled again. This time around, she appeared to be enjoying herself. She screamed out, as if she was actually hurting. He looked at her in bewilderment.
"Does she realize how dim-witted she sounds?" He asked himself, and then decided that some payback was in order for later on. He stayed in the tree, smiling down at her, his eyes dancing with naughtiness.
She started to look up at him in the tree that blew in the breeze, and shot a look of disgust at him.
"You demons, always trying to seek pleasure in innocence. If I had all of my Miko powers you would be dead by now!"
Her finger pointed at him shaking. She ran with her clothes to a low point of the bank. When she arrived there, she quickly dressed. Her bow and arrow were tied to her back, and she was ready to go back into the village. All of what she had gone through scared her, but most of all, opened her up to what demons really were: perverts. After all, it was forbidden to see a woman bathe, if you were a man, something regarding high disrespect. But, she was not aware of the whole story. It was all a major misconception.
Back in the tree he still lay there, confused, amused, and bewildered. She had acted so teasing, yet so real at him, and he sincerely did not know what to believe. He had only tried to help her. What part of it did she not get? Well, he saw her naked, but it was either that or she would drown. This situation reminded him of what his brother used to say:
"Women are pretty hard to understand. Hell, the only thing they understand is confections and flowers."
He laid back on one of the sturdy tree branches and sighed. As much as he did not like her as of now, he sort of liked it when she played with him in a menacing, sort of way. She looked tough, not letting anyone get by easily, and that was something he had come to admire in anyone's personality. Exhausted from the day, he laid back into the embrace of the tree and fell asleep, as the sky began to darken. The golden sun sprayed a ribbon of color across the horizon as it set. Hues of pinks and blues and purples and oranges tinted the sky.
That concludes Chapter One-I hoped you liked it! Please take a second out of your day and review if you want to. I need some opinions! Domo!
PriestessOfBlue