Bunny here, and yes, those of you who have me under your 'author alerts' are probably thinking that this was going to be and update to Broke Promise; alas...
As you can see, it's not. It's actually a brand new ficclet. One that will hopefully not be that long, but long enough to satisfy you until I actually have time to sit down and analyze what I'm going to do next for Broken Promise. Fear not, it won't be discontinued! Moving along...
This is nothing like the actual movie Behind Enemy Lines; although, it really was a fabulous movie. Irregardless of that, it's nothing like it. I just thought the title would be very fitting. I will probably update this every Tuesday. Probably.
...Probably. x)
Blah blah standard disclaimer applies. There will be major out of characterness happening with Sesshomaru throughout this story, but once you realize what's going on (as I update this story) then hopefully you will accept it. Keep an open mind if you want to, or boycott this story if you want to. I just like writing it.
Enjoy, if you can
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Behind Enemy Lines
A Bunny creation
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"Ugh!" Kagome stifled her scream of frustration as she continuously tried to grab hold of her mangled up shampoo bottle. No matter how many times she bent down to scoop it up, her hand would soundlessly pass right through the bottle. Stomping her foot in anger, she wordlessly watched the bottles' contents to continue to leak out of its broken lid, and slowly trail its way through the grass.
'It's okay, Kagome, be grateful that it's only pantene pro v, and not your much more beloved herbal essence.'
Of course, that did not stop her from cursing the bottle as she once again tried to pick it up. "This is all Miroku's fault! Stupid, lecherous monk!" she shouted indignantly, looking around the forest area surround her, the grass cluttered about with various items from her yellow knapsack. She refused to shed tears as she begrudgingly acknowledged the fact that that she would have to leave it all behind as it was fast approaching dark and she needed to find her way back to her separated group. However…
Biting her lip nervously, she gazed upon the face of herself, so peaceful and serene and she seemingly slept without a care in the world. Her body lay limp against the base of a willow tree, the state of her clothes—torn, muddied, and slightly splattered with blood not of her own—a clear indication of a harsh battle. Across her lap lay the sheath of Tessaiga, innocently pulsing with faint power. Kagome sighed in helplessness.
"I can't just leave myself here…" she mumbled down to her shampoo bottle, which continued to leak mockingly. She tried to kick it—and then attempted it again when her foot passed through it the first time. Sadly, the result was the same, and Kagome once again forced back tears. "What am I going to do, what am I going to do?" she paced—more of a glide really—back and forth in front of her body, muttering this question like a mantra in her mind. She would occasionally pause to glance over at her lifeless self before she resumed gliding and muttering more fiercely.
And just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, she was forced to stand by helplessly and in horror as she watched a huge, hairy spider make its way up her arm. Even though she knew it was useless, her current state didn't stop her from trying to shoo the grotesque thing away. Of course she failed miserably in doing so, prompting her to actually break out into tears.
"It's just not fair," she wailed to no one in particular, "how do I even get myself into these sorts of messes…" With a dejected sniffle, Kagome stared at her hands—more precisely, she stared through the translucent limbs—and hoped that it couldn't get any worse than this.
And then the forest went deadly silent. No longer did the evening birds and crows fly about and call out to each other, no longer was there the innocent rustle of woodland creatures scurrying through the bushes and around the trees, no longer did her shampoo bottle leak all over the grass—although, maybe that could be due to the fact that it was empty by now. Nevertheless, is even seemed the wind had made a terrifying halt. That's when she felt it.
"What power…" her awed whisper fell from her trembling lips.
She caught sight of a small splash of red and whimsical wisps of silver from the corner of her eye and immediately a relieved smile spread across her face. It was ripped away from her with a horrifying gasp as she gaped not into the gruff, honey eyes that made her knees weak, but into sinister, dark auric eyes that pierced her very soul. She held her breath and waited, afraid to so much as breath—she didn't think to acknowledge the fact that she held her breath for longer than should have been humanly possible.
She watched him, as he seemed to just stare into her, and not exactly at her; it made her wonder if he even saw her at all. After a couple of terrified minutes, she gathered up the courage to test this theory—she waved at him…really, really, really awkwardly. He, in turn, raised his brow.
Immediately Kagome froze and held back a scream. He continued to stare. And stare. And stare. She couldn't help herself, and with complete dread, she unwillingly allowed a whimper to escape from her lips. He narrowed his eyes.
He then proceeded to approach her.
'No…no, this can't be happening. This isn't happening. Inuyasha, please, please, please, hurry up and save me—omg, he's going to kill me…omg, I'm going to die!'
She nearly started hyperventilating, one of the most powerful demons she had ever crossed being nearly five feet away from here. As she watched him take two more steps, she screwed her eyes shut and finally snapped.
"You better back off, Sesshomaru, or I'm going to purify you all the way to the twentieth century!"
Her eyes snapped open when she was overcome with one of the most discomforting feeling she had ever experienced. It felt like her stomach was being forced up into her throat, as though she was on a rollers-coaster and was just experiencing a terrifying drop. It also felt as though all the blood was quickly rushing back into her body after just experiencing a total numbness—it left that annoying tingly, spiky feeling everywhere. Her vision was blurred and her head felt as though her brain was pounding relentlessly against her skull. And just as quickly as it had all happened, it was gone, and she felt completely normal—albeit a little nauseous and dizzy.
Once she was able to gain her senses and bearings, she froze once more, noting that the deadly Taiyouki was nowhere to be found. She started, however, when she heard the soft rustle of fabric from behind her. With her heart in her throat, she slowly turned around and gawked.
There stood the most feared Taiyouki of all of Japan…kneeling in front of her—her physical self, at least—and just sniffing.
"O-okay, umm…things definitely couldn't possibly get any worse than…than this."
Fate smiled down at her tauntingly, as if to say 'shows how much you know.' And when Sesshomaru raised his hand and delicately placed it upon her face, Kagome had no idea what she was in for.
Ooooh, cliff-hanger! Okay not really...maybe. I have very easy to catch onto plots...
Just so you know...auric is an actual colour! I learned it today. I think it suits Sesshomaru, and it's unique!
BUWAHAHHAHAHA.