A/N: So, between rewriting Payback, and postponing Hakushin for a rewrite as well as a continuation I thought I would start on this piece of work. I found it lurking in my Yahoo! mailbox and when I opened it, I barely remembered writing it! So, I thought it was mildly interesting and decided to give it a go. Tell me what you think. If you have anything you want to add and don't feel like putting it in a review, you can E-mail me at .
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Disclaimer: Rumiko Takahashi owns InuYasha and Co. I just screw them up to entertain fans.
Chapter One
Angels and Demons
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Only if angels are here then demons may be as well
The inside of everyone's heart is like that, black & white
Only if love is here then pain may be as well
Tonight this world changes.....
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"You know, my Mom always used to tell us that if we looked hard enough, we'd be able to see angels and demons everywhere we go." She took a long drink from her beer finishing it off before setting it down loudly on the round wooden table before her.
"And do you know what? She was right. Because you, my good Sir, are indeed a demon." Smiling lazily at the man sitting across from her in the same type of uncomfortable wooden chair she was in, Kagome slapped her hand down on the cool, smooth surface of the table before standing on wobbly legs. In what could be called a less than sober state she took the three necessary steps between herself and the man in the chair and proceeded to make herself comfortable by collapsing none too gently in his lap.
"I'm a demon am I?" The man said in a silky, deep yet amused tone of voice, a strong hand resting on the curve of her waist to keep her steady on his lap and to shift her into a slightly more comfortable position. Kagome nodded once, sharply.
"An evil one at that. You'll take what you want from me and then leave." Her eyes roamed around the room before closing, as she laid her head on his shoulder, breathing in his scent. "But that's all right; I don't have much to take." Her voice slurred slightly as she exhaled, thankfully away from his face. Her hand slowly reached out, fully intending on taking the man's half empty beer bottle and claiming it as her own. But after one sluggish blink, she found her hand held soundly against his firm chest.
"Kagome, I'm going to take you home, okay?" Her eyes grew childlike and confused as her brow furrowed in thought.
"But I'm not done drinking yet!" She said in what one could only assume to be the start of a tantrum that quickly turned into more confusion as she felt the man's chest rumble with his low chuckle.
"I think you are." He stood slowly his hand never leaving her small waist as she slid off of his lap onto her feet, her knees threatening to give out. "Come on." He said softly into her hair as he moved his hand from her waist to the small of her back and steered her in the direction of the bar entrance.
Kagome looked up at him, her eyes trailing over his neck, to his jet black hair, pulled into a low pony-tail, then to his strong jaw line, her eyes glazing over with unshed tears.
"You're something from a dream." She stated in a pained whisper, not even aware she was speaking out loud as the cool night air brushed against every part of exposed skin it could, making her shiver. "One that I don't know if I want to remember." She felt the tears constrict her throat and she sniffled once.
The man leaned her against the side of his black Hyundai Accent and looked down at her with a warm smile as he shoved a hand in his pocket, digging for his keys.
"Everyone reminds you of someone else when you're drunk Kagome." He stated matter-of-factly, his violet eyes locking onto her chocolate ones before he hit the lock button on the car, causing her to jump from the sudden noise.
She thought about his statement, not even noticing that she was being placed into the passenger seat of his car until he had already shut his own door, and was buckled in safely beside her. Kagome watched him silently as he started the car, and pulled out of the parking lot.
"I know you're a guy, so you wouldn't really understand dreaming about someone then seeing them walk around like they were really all along…" She said conversationally, to take her mind off of the sudden wave of bile that had started to make its way into her throat, as she watched the street lamps fly past in odd blurs. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, watching her profile.
"Look at me Kagome." His voice was slightly commanding, causing her skin to prickle from the roughness and from the realness that couldn't be possible.
Swallowing she looked over at the man who's face seemed to blur in and out of prospective. Moving her hand from her lap to her eyes was harder than she ever remembered it being, and nearly smacked herself in attempt to rub them. She could feel his eyes on her face, and she knew that her brain was telling her head to turn so that she could look at him, but the damn thing just would not turn. Not only that, her eyes seemed to have funny little black spots floating in front of them.
"Kagome, are you all right?" His voice turned from commanding to concerned and she found herself speaking without her brain giving consent.
"I think.....I'm going to be sick." Was her final statement for the evening as her eyes closed, and she slumped against his shoulder. Breathing in his wonderful scent, a scent that she was sure that she had known forever, and that would haunt her dreams for the rest of her life.
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Kagome slowly opened her eyes, a steady stream of sunlight hitting her straight in the face from her opened window. She let out a low groan and picked up her arm to place it across her face, trying to stop the pain before gagging on what she was sure, would be everything she had eaten for the past week.
"Christ....." She muttered before rolling out of her warm bed, only to fall onto the beige carpeted floor, grabbing the blue plastic trash can she was sure had been in the bathroom the previous day and proceeded to hurl her guts out.
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It took her nearly two hours to control her bodily functions to where she could manage to slowly pull her weak body to it's feet and sway her way into the bathroom for a shower and a few dozen aspirin.
Digging around the bathroom cabinets for the Motrin proved to be more than her head could handle at the moment, every sound echoing in her brain like she standing in a canyon where someone had held down the button for the worlds fleet of ships to blow their fog horns. So making as little noise as possible, she shut the cabinet door, and padded across the cold tile sending a shiver down her spine, causing her to remember shivering against the side of a man during her little drink-fest.
She groaned as she brushed her dark hair back from her pale face and leaned over to turn on the shower, the squeaking of the metal knobs sending her nerves on a rampant run of pain through out her body.
Kagome closed her eyes as she unbuttoned her wrinkled, blue blouse and shrugged it off, letting it fall to the floor in a pile, soon followed by her black pants and undergarments. Lifting her arm, she pulled back the shower curtain, only to have her mind reel in pain as the hooks holding up the curtain screeched against the bar that stretched from one side of the ceramic shower to the other.
With a muttered curse she stepped into the stream of hot water, her muscles loosening with every drop that trailed down her bare skin and with painstakingly great care she slowly closed the curtain, managing to keep the sound down to a minimum.
It was the most wonderful thing she could have asked for at the moment, other than complete darkness and morphine until she let the small lovely pellets of water hit the top of her head, causing a low drumming sound that had her stumbling away from the stream. Stepping on a bar of soap Kagome yelped as she grabbed the shower curtain, and saw spots dance before her eyes as the bar gave way in a high pitched shriek and came crashing down on top of her, as she came crashing down hard onto the cold tub base.
As the curtain fell down around her like a blanket Kagome stared up at the ceiling, at the droplets of water collecting from the steam and saw her vision blur. In some part of her mind she realized that she was laying on the shower floor, covered in a curtain and letting water spray all over her bathroom, but the part of her mind that counted was staring up at a cave ceiling as pain seared through her side.
"Kagome...Kami, do something!" Her eyes drifted from the drops of water collecting on the dark rock ceiling of the cave to angry golden eyes that seemed to burn into her own. Her eyes drifted from his eyes to the his mouth, where a trail of blood ran down his chin in a thin red streak.
"If you fucking die on me girl, I will never rest until I find someone to bring you back just so I can kill you myself." She watched as his lips moved but his voice sounded muffled to her ears, a roaring sound occupying most of her hearing as she lifted a hand letting her fingers trail across his lips wiping some of the blood away, and watched his eyes change slowly.
It was like a wave along the beach, calm at first, then slowly growing violent, pushing everything else out of the way. She felt her heart clench as the emotion that finally settled on his handsome face was a look of immense grief.
"You need to apply pressure to the wound, if you don't stop the bleeding she'll never have a chance." Kagome's eyes turned towards the voice of a woman, and saw her friend, covered in scratches and bruises, her hair loose from it's usual pony-tail and hanging limp around her shoulders. It was odd, to see such a strong warrior look so much like the frail woman she really was inside.
Closing her eyes slowly she breathed in and out shallowly before her lungs stopped all together as a scream erupted from her, a pain unlike any other running through her from her right side. Her eyes shooting open she struggled against an unknown force pinning her hands to reach for the source of the pain as it grew in intensity.
"Hold her tighter damn it!" The slightly rough male voice barked out and Kagome turned her eyes to him, focusing on his as tears streaked down her face. "Shh, Kagome it's okay. Breath." His voice soothed and she felt the pain slowly ebb away, replaced by a numbness. She wanted to say his name, call out to him, but her mind went blank.
"Kagome?" The woman's voice called out, distant now and in panic as the man's face before her slowly started to dull and fade right in front of her eyes. The roaring sound slowly grew quiet and she sighed softly, her eyes growing heavy. Soon it would be over.
"Kagome!!" It was a scream, his, so sad, so desperate and she smiled slightly, wanting to tell him it was okay but couldn't find the words. As her eyes finally closed, the last thing she saw was tears gathering in his eyes and his mouth moving, yet without a sound. And the last thing she felt, before sinking into oblivion, was a single hot tear hitting her cheek and rolling down.
Kagome jerked as a drop of water splashed down onto her cheek and blinked rapidly to clear her blurred vision. She was laying in the shower, her navy blue shower curtain covering her naked body and protecting it from the now cold water streaming from the shower head. Slowly she brought her hand up to her cheek, wiping away the drop of water and took a steadying breath. A dream? Had she hit her head that hard? She shuddered, it had felt so real.
Slowly she sat up and reached for the water to turn it off, the curtain sliding down her chest and pooling in her lap. She glanced down at her right side to the ragged and fading scar along it and shivered involuntarily as she twisted the knobs. It was from a car accident, one that had left her in a coma in the hospital for two years. Ignoring the curtain and the rod for the moment she reached out and grabbed a towel and pushed herself up to standing, wrapping it securely around her.
Her hangover had disappeared, replaced by a headache the knot on the back of her head from the rod had caused and Kagome struggled to see which was better. With a slight shake of her head she walked into her bedroom, the memories from the dream already leaving her mind and walked to her dresser, pulling out a pair of underwear as well as a bra and threw it on her bed.
Running a hand through her wet hair as a temporary comb she walked out of her bedroom and through her small living room and into the kitchen opening the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. Tiling her head back, she took a long drink from it then glanced over at the answering machine where a red light blinked off and on in a steady pattern. Eyeing it suspiciously she eased closer to it.
"Just my luck...I probably got too friendly with that man last night and now he wants a second date." She muttered and hit the play button, jumping as a loud squeaking sound pierced the air and quickly fumbled for the stop button when a man started speaking.
"Well, last night was most certainly interesting Higurashi Kagome. Do you always pass out of your first date with a man, or was it you just felt comfortable with me?" Kagome felt her face flush slightly and at the same time her heart skipped a beat at the sound of his smooth voice and she leaned against the counter. "I would ask you for a second date, but I fear that I'll be brushed aside like I'm sure you've done to so many men so, as a precaution I stole your drivers license. Pick you up at eight tonight?" A resounding click man Kagome's eyes narrow in fury.
She chucked her water bottle across the kitchen and felt little satisfaction as it hit then wall with a thud and landed on the floor, slowly leaking its contents. It was just her fucking luck.
Quotes: 'Tonight' from Weiss Kreuz
I changed some things around because I finally have a plot line! Let's get this party started!!
...Nuclotei