Forgotten All That Was True
Author's Note: hi everyone, yeah I'm starting another story, sorry I'm having a bit of a Writers Block with my other stories, but this idea came to me yesterday and stuck and I've pretty much plotted it out, all I need to do now is type it all up. I've already written chapter two and have started three so if your interested in the story, you know what to do and just push the purple button at the bottom of the page and review, saying that you want chapter two, it'll be up and ready to go. Ok thanks for reading my rambling, hope you enjoy chapter one.
Important Note: Just so you know this is written from first person and by Kagome.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the Character or Themes from it; they belong to Rumiko Takahashi and the people who made the show.
Chapter One
Forgotten Self
I don't know who I am. I'm serious I don't have a clue, who I am, where I came from, who my parents are, if I have brother or sisters, hell I don't even know if I had a cat or a dog. All I know is that I'm a female mortal (I hope), in my mid to late teens, dark hair, brown eyes, really tanned, I have really good arm and leg muscles and that's pretty much it, well apart from that fact that I know I was found washed up on the river side, badly wounded and not having a clue who I was.
The villagers who found me and took me in, named me Haruka, meaning "far away, distant". I guess because I came from far away and I was distant to them at first, then the village just called me Haru, which funny enough means spring, which was exactly the time of season I was swept into the village, (literally).
I have been in the village that I was swept into by the raging river for about a year now, and still no memories of my past have come back to me, it's still a total blank and I hate it, I hate no knowing who I am, who I was. But then I start to fear, when I arrived here, I was said to be pretty beaten up, with really deep wounds that no sword or dagger or anything could have made. They have healed up fine now, but they still twinge from time to time, and they took a long time to heal, the scars still shine pearly white against my tanned skin
"Haru"
I jumped, I had been watching the sunset dance on the water of the river I had been found in so intently, that I had not heard the foot steps of the one who had taken me willingly into her home and treated like another daughter, I think to her I was.
"Yes Hana." I asked, getting up from my perch on the rocky bank, the rock that I had chosen as my own was a boulder that stood higher from the rest getting a good view of the river and the surrounding areas and other side of the wide river bank.
The old woman smiled at me, gently, she knew why I was here, like every evening before this, I was trying to remember my forgotten past, though I feared what I would discover, I need to know and thankfully Hana understood that and was behind me all the way with it.
"Shall we go home?" she asked me, holding her hand out to me as I jumped down the last few rocks from my perch.
"Ring any memory bells, Haru." Hana asked me as she did every night and every morning and like always I shook my head dully, feeling stupid for not remembering a thing.
We head home, back to the village. I breathed in deeply, taking in the smells of cooking food and smiled, why did I need to find my past, when I had a wonderful future ahead of me right here, yet thinking that, something inside me nagged at me that I had another future to fulfil. I shook my head, feeling annoyed. Why, if I couldn't have flashbacks, why did I get these annoying little nagging feels, every so often? They happen just as things were going great too. I pulled a face at the memory of Isamu, a really cute guy in the village, that seemed to like me, but about a month ago, when he tried to kiss me, I pushed him away even though I wanted to kiss him, but something nagging feeling inside me told me to wait and I saw a guy, with dog ears in my minds eye. Dog-ears?
Well anyway, Isamu left the village to try his luck else where because he thought I had rejected his feelings. My body hadn't rejected him but my mind had. Stupid mind always ruining everything, I brooded as I ate the soup Hana had made for me and all my other "brothers" and "sisters" and their children and so on.
"Siting by the river again, Haru." Asked Kenta, Hana's husband, Kenta is a pleasant man, strong and firm, grows the best potatoes and leeks in the Village and the one who found me along with his youngest and second youngest son's, Kaito and Daiki, by the shore half drown and half dead from my wounds, I am forever grateful to him and this family, I would never let anything happen to them, but sometimes I fear for them, I fear for them because I fear my past might just catch up on me.
I smiled distantly at Kenta and he knew that it was just best to leave me with my thoughts. See I told you they gave me a good name that suited me well.
I lay awake for most of the night like I always did, feeling both hot and cold at the same time and my scars itching like hell, I wiggled around in under my blanket feeling irritated like hell, but hey this is normal for me. I close my eyes and dream about frightening, fascinating, intriguing, downright weird stuff, that I never remember in the morning. Don't you hate that, stupid brain, stupid memory lose! I hate you, Naraku?
I sat up, now that's something, Naraku? Who the hell is Naraku? Why do I hate him, (or her, though I have a strong feeling it was a he), maybe he's the one who gave me memory lose, how? How should I know, I'm the one with the serious case of Amnesia, maybe he threw me off a cliff or something, I don't know.
I pulled the blanket up and over my head, wanting more then anything to just go home and be hugged by my Mom.
"Haru, ring any memory bells?" Hana asked me as soon as I was up and ready to talk, I shrugged, I wasn't sure if the name Naraku meant anything or if it was a break threw, so I just kept quiet, there was no need to get everyone all worked up about a name, it was just a name, right? I didn't know.
I went out for my daily walk up the river, once all my chores where done, trying to pick up some memory, but like usual nothing came.
I sat down in a huff, by the river, on top of a smooth boulder, skipping small round pebbles across the glassy surface of the river. I am pretty good at skipping rocks, always have been, well for as long as I can remember and as you all well know by now that isn't very long. I continue to skip rocks, until I have no more little rocks on my big rock cause I threw them all away I started heading up stream again. I went further then I normally went, I stopped, ready to turn back and head home, when I heard a twig break close by, well it had to be close, how loud does a twig sound when it breaks.
Since I had already been caught unaware I decided to change my cause in action I choice to hide, hey, it's getting on the dark side, you hear a twig break, what would you do, you'd find the biggest thing to hide behind and pray for whatever out there doesn't find you. Twig breaking, night coming on, feels like a horror movie…. What's a horror movie?
What the heck am I doing, there something out there and heres me standing here trying to figure out what a horror thing is. Jeez I'm pathetic sometimes.
I looked wildly around for something to hide behind or on top of or inside, just as another twig creaked and, Horror movie came back to mind, I ducked behind a large boulder over hanging the river. it was a nice little hiding place.
I waited, holding my breath, trembling with fear, when a …Wolf appeared a little upstream from me. I was so glad the wind was blowing down stream. I let out a little sigh of relief when I heard a voice, well actually several, all talking what seemed at once and the voices seemed to be arguing about something, well two of them where arguing the other voices where just making the odd comments now and then.
As the voices came close to the river, I could hear more distinctly what they where saying, the wolf gave a groan as if bored out of its brains by the fighting and started to drink, strangely the voices that where arguing sound familiar somehow, I have no idea how they just did and hearing them fighting against each other sounded and felt even more familiar.
"You bastard wolf, where the heck are we." A voice bellowed, for some reason the voice pulled at my heart strings and made me feel both really hyper happy to hear and also really down in the dupes too, can one person do that to someone? Well clearly he could and he was doing it to me.
"Shut up you mangy mutt." The second voice yelled back at the first (I guess), I felt less then pleased to hear this voice, but I ignored the feeling.
"Isn't there a village near by this river a little down stream from here?" Said a quieter, more reasonable voice, though I had the strange feeling that no matter how fair and reasonable the voice sounded, you where going to be con out of something. I groaned, what the hell, I didn't know these people, right?
"Anyway, why so edgy." The third voice asked, the one with the quiet, reasonable voice.
"Feh." Said the second voice trying to sound disinterested by the question, though I could hear the edginess in his voice and if I could hear it, then his companion must have heard it as clear as day, yet no one pressed him.
"I'm thirsty." Stated an entirely new voice, it was higher more squeaky then the others had been and sounded like it belonged to a small child.
"Wait where the heck are you going, you little runt." Bellowed the second voice, the Mangy Mutt, after the new one. Suddenly close to where the wolf was drinking, a small boy (I'm once again guessing, it was kind of hard to tell with that bow in the child's hair) child with brown red hair, sort of an amber colour bounced out, startling the wolf somewhat. the wolf let out a little whine of annoyance before going back to it drink, there was more sounds of running and another child appeared, this time a girl, with long black hair, wearing yellow and orange kimono, she and the little boy squealed at they started splashing in the water, the wolf gave another desperate whine, before it slunk off into the bushes and I guess it headed back to the group.
"Rin, get back here." Bellow yet another voice, wow this group really liked to yell, I wondered how many their where travelling, quite a few from what I could gather from the many foot steps.
The first indirection that the group I was hiding from where demons or most of them where demon, was when a small, ugly, greeny brown toad demon suddenly appeared from where the two kids had appeared, only moments ago, waving his stick high above his head in anger, the girl, Rin, I gathered, laughed at the little thing and splashed him, happily laughing at his reaction when he was splashed by the water.
"Rin, stop that at once, now come along both of you before Lord Sesshomaru gets angry." He said, the two children groaned loudly, looking longingly at the water, it was then that I notice that the boy, who was considerably smaller then the girl and even the little toad demon thing, had a tail, a big bushing tail, I blinked and stared at it and suddenly a memory, my first memory came to me.
Hey, nice tail. I think it's some kind of badger or a squirrel.
I'm a fox!
A fox! It talks. Cool! Let me touch him when you're done
Do you mind? I'm trying to teach him a lesson.
Great huh, some guy, some weird dog eared guy, holding a demon foxes kid by the tail and teasing him about looking like a badger or squirrel or whatever and me (at least I think it's me) being amazed by a talking fox and wanting to holding it or touch it next, yeah great memory, brilliant, bravo to me. I'm such an idiot, but hey at least it's a start even if it a crappy one. I groaned, I want to go home.
"Hey do you smell something" it was the first voice that had spoken, I froze, I knew it might not be me that he smelled but it also might be. You never know, and I had strong suspicion this lot where Demons. Oh great, a band demons heading towards the village, could life get any better, though they didn't seem dangerous. yeah, yeah, I know, always expect the unexpected and they had mention the village, even though it was off hand and a way to shut the two from fighting. I heard sniffing and flatten myself against my nice boulder, praying that they went away so that I could run home and warn everyone about the approaching Demon group.
"Lets go, it's just the stupid wolf's imagination." The snappy, Mangy Mutt said, I heard stomping of feet and I guess it was him.
"Yeah like you can talk, Mutt, you keep imagining that..." SMACK, I winced at the sound of a fist colliding with a jaw, personally I thought that the first voice got what was coming for him, but still, that had to hurt.
I started to move very, very slowly from my hiding place, praying that with each step I took, that the Demon band didn't hear, actually I was kind of surprised I hadn't been jumped at already, but I guess they where too busy arguing to notice little foot falls, but wasn't that kind of dangerous to them and the group, what about a surprise attack from an enemy or something like that, they'd be caught completely unaware. Wait a minute, why the heck did I care if they where to busy arguing to hear an attack, wasn't I suppose to be warning the village.
I started to move faster now, my speed growing as I moved further and further away from them, when suddenly I heard.
"Lord Sesshomaru, where are you going." Two voice yelled, one loud and squeaky and young and the other older, but still just as loud and squeaky.
Suddenly a huge white giant appeared in front of me from the sky, I let out a squeal of surprise and came to a skidding halt in front of him. The white Demon stared at me in interest and maybe some confusion, it was hard to tell, his face was stony and seemingly unreadable, plus it was getting really dark, now.
"Who are you?" He asked quietly, I blinked, I hadn't exactly been expecting that, actually I had been expecting him to rip me to shreds to seconds ago.
"Uh." I said intelligently, before I ran past him full speed, I didn't really think how stupid that was at the time, to run past a full demon with powerful arms and CLAWS, but surprisingly he didn't attack me, he just stared at me, which was really creepy. I expected him to follow me, but he surprised me again and didn't.
I ran all the way home, blessing that I had kept up whatever I had done to keep my thigh muscles in such great shape.
"Haru, where have you been?" Kenta demanded, he was furious, beside himself even, though not at me, but more out of fear for me, which of cause led him to be angry at me. Well duh, come full circle, really.
"Demons." I gasped out before I clasped from exhaustion, not from exhaustion of the body some much, more like the mind.
For the first time in a year I slept like a log, I was dead to the world, (not literally)
Author's Note: sorry if Kagome seems out of character but she does have amnesia so she doesn't really know who she or what her personalties like, so that's my defence. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, please review and chapter two will be on its way