Red Strings
Inuyasha © Rumiko Takahashi
Summary- The only thing that bound the two together was a red string that only they could see. Modern AU. Characters may be slightly OOC.
Prologue
"Ugh...ah, fuuuuuck...!"
His head was pounding like a bass drum and felt about as heavy as a lead brick. He groaned as he tried to sit up, his silvery white hair draped around his head like a curtain, but then he sighed as he lied back on the cool and strangely sweet-scented pillow. As he opened his eyes, he saw that it was quite dark...which was actually good because he didn't think he could handle looking at any kind of light, right now.
One thing he noticed was that he was surrounded by this sweet smell of strawberries and rose petals. Usually, his room smell of sweaty socks and instant ramen bowls, plus the scent of dog hair.
...Wait a minute...
"...What the hell...?" Inuyasha muttered as he looked around the dark room. "This isn't my room..."
As he sat up, the blanket that covered his body pooled onto the floor...and when he looked down, he gasped before he grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around his nethers.
"Why the fuck am I in my birthday suit?!" he asked, and that's when he heard the sound of footsteps outside the closed door, and he realized they were headed his way. Gasping silently, he lied back down with his back turned to the door, which clicked as the knob turned. There was a brief flash of light as it opened, but then the door closed softly as whoever entered walked up to the nightstand next to the bed. His pricked ears swiveled as he heard the light clattering of a plate, then he heard feet shuffling around behind him again.
"How'd this get down here?" a soft voice whispered. It sounded sweet...a little high-pitched, and her scent matched the very scent that filled the room. He didn't dare turn over to see who she was, though. That's when Inuyasha felt someone gently drape the blanket over him. He must've dropped it in his hurry to get back into bed. Once it was pulled up and over his shoulders, he felt his breath catch in his throat as he felt a hand gently rub the fuzzy ears at the top of his head, despite him trying to at least pretend that he was still sleeping.
He heard the footsteps recede, causing him to glance over his shoulder to the nightstand, where he saw a glass of water and two pills on a saucer, as well as his clothes folded up and smelling like that fabric softener that his mother uses when she was washing his laundry. Then he looked toward the door where his mysterious benefactor was headed. He couldn't quite see her face due to her back being turned, but all he could was that she had black hair and a slender frame...and for some reason, he could make out something else: there was what appeared to be a red string attached to her right pinky finger. It was long, so long that it snaked over the bed frame and under the blanket.
At first, Inuyasha didn't think much about it. Maybe it was just some stray thread that she forgot about. As he carefully sat up and turned around, he took the pills in his hand before gulping them down, then took a swig of water to chase after them, he looked down at his right pinky finger...and noticed that same string.
"Huh?" he muttered before he blinked his eyes, but the string was gone. He blinked a few more times in bewilderment before he sighed and ran his clawed fingers through his hair.
He must have had more to drink last night than he thought. Maybe he'd feel better if he slept a little longer. Once he woke up, he'd get dressed, too.
On that, he lied back down and curled up under the blanket...letting the scent of the girl soothe him to sleep, once more.
Just something I had in mind for a while. I got some inspiration from KeiChanz and LenBarboza on Tumblr. I wanted to do a Modern Inuyasha story for a while and I just thought it'd be something cool to do.
Review, please!
