Hey all. Long time huh? Sorry about that. I have been working on this story and a lot of crazy thing have been happening. "shrugs" its called life. Well I hope you like this story. I don't own any of the Inuyasha's characters.
It was a dark night. The stars lost their shine as the moon hide behind the clouds. The animals hide in fear making the forest as quiet as a grave yard. But on a gentle breezes, you could hear crying coming from a house that sat by a stream that ran through the forest. The house sat in an eerie darkness.
Curl up in a ball in the corner is a girl with tears flowing freely from her chocolate eyes. She lay in a pool of her own blood. Her delicate skin had long gashes all over her pale skin. Her long raven hair tangled with dry blood, tears, and dirt. If you were to into her eyes, you might think that she was already dead. Even if her heart still fought to beat and she took sharp ragged breathes.
She laid there wishing that she was dead as she heard the door open and knew that he wouldn't be back for a while. You see, that man, if you can even call him a man, only came once a month and does this to her. She doesn't know why he chose her to go through this. But he did and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape him. She wondered why she wasn't died yet. She just figures that Fate has something against her or just liked to make her miserable.
She will soon see that Fate has not forgotten her. Or maybe Fate just wanted to toy with her. But for whatever the reason, something changed that night. For you see a big silver hair demon was wondering around the forest not far from where the girl laid in the house. His nose caught the sense of her blood. He hungrily licked his lips as the thought of fresh meat and blood came into his mind. He ran towards the house and went to where the blood smelled the strongest.
He was surprised when he didn't have to knock the door down, since it was already open. He walked through the door cautiously to make sure there was no surprise waiting for him. His powerfully nose picking up the sense of salt and he knew that tears had been shield recently. He changed into his human form as his amber eyes fall on the girl in the corner. His long shaggy silver hair gave him a wild looked as did his rip clothes that was worn and tatter.
His eyes soften when he looked over the girl. For some odd reason, he lost his appetite and went over to help her. He looked over her wounds to make sure that they weren't too bad. He saw four long cuts that looked pretty deep and a lot of bruises over her but the ones on her stomach worried him a lot for she could have broken bones. He carefully picked up her bridal style and left the house.
He ran as fast as he could towards him home. He watched as each foot hit the ground to make sure that he sure that he didn't trip, his ears moving in all directions, to catch even the tiniest of noise. He got to his home faster than normal. He walked right into a cave and over to a pile fur on the floor. He gently laid the girl on the bed before going over to a pit and starting a fire.
He put a bucket that had some water left over from where he put the fire out from earlier. He took a piece of cloth and started to rip there into long stripes. Dropping the pieces into the water, he turned towards the girl. Slowly he got over to the girl and check to see if she had anything broken. He let out a breath that he didn't know that he was holding when he found out. He looked toward the girl. He couldn't figure it out, what was it that made him this way?
'Inuyasha, snap out of it. She's just a weak human.' He mentally yelled at himself.
'Yet you can't look away.' A voice said.
'Who asked you?' Inuyasha questioned.
He didn't hear a reply because he was to busy wonder how she looked before this was done to her. He tried to imagine, but the image he saw looked so much like a goddess that he thought he was over thinking. When he heard the water bubbling, he took the bucket over to where she laid. Taking another piece of cloth, he dipped it a little in the water and started to clean the blood off of her. when all the blood was off her skin, he took the pieces of cloth that have been soaking in the water, out and laid them over her wounds. Then he wrapped a long piece of cloth over all of the water soaked cloth.
He sat back and looked at her. She looked beautiful with her hair framing her face and a small smiled played on her lips as he his curiosity raised as to why she smiling.
6666 In the girl's mind 6666
"Kagome," a girl with long raven hair looked up.
Her chocolate eyes landed on a figure, though she couldn't hear the words that he said, she knew what he was saying. (If that makes any sense)
"There you are. You had me worried." the man said sitting down next to her, but she couldn't make any detail out about him.
"Sorry." she said softly as she started too looked at the ground.
He reached his hand out and gently lifted her chin so that she was looking into his eyes. She couldn't really tell what color his eyes were, but she knew that they held such worry in them. She felt bad because she knew that it was her fault for making him worry. He kisses her softly and left a small smile on her face.
6666 One week later 6666
Kagome woke up feeling something soft under her, which really puzzled her. She had never slept on anything this soft and it smelled so good, like the forest after a rainstorm. She went to move her arm, but a pain shot up her arm the instead she tried move it. That's when she remembered what happen to her. The scene played before her eyes as the memories came back. But something still didn't make sense. She black out on a wooden floor and this is definitely not wood.
She opened her chocolate eyes and slowly sat up. Putting her arm behind her, so that she could keep her self in a sitting position with out falling backwards, she looked around her surroundings. She was in a dimly lit cave. The cave looked as if it was made into a home by someone. She looked around to see if someone was with her. She sigh in relief when she saw none one.
She looked at the cave. It was big with a little stream in the far off corner, which came up for a short while before going back underground. Which she thought to be very weird. There pile of cloth in the corner by where the entrance is, which is about as big as a door with some feet of wall on both sides before it rounds off to the side walls. A small pit is in the middle of the cave with some ash in it telling her that it had been recently used. And when she looked up, she saw small holes in the roof over the pit so that the smoke could escape the cave. She laid back down on the bed as her arm started to hurt from the added weight to it. The bed of fur is across from the stream in the back.
She was going to try stand up when a dark shadow came across the entrance making her fell back down. Lying back down, she tried to hide as best as she could under the fur. Closing her dark eyes tightly as she heard footsteps come toward the cave's entrance. She froze when she heard a sneaker. Not knowing who the sneaker came from, made her blood boil.
"I see your awake." a male's voice said with some amusement.
"What do you think is so funny?" she asked annoyed as she got up ignoring her body's protest.
"You shouldn't be standing." the guy said with a raised of brow, but his amber eyes held a hint of concern.
"Why?" she asked showing none of the pain that she was feeling.
"Because you are hurt badly and seeing you are a weak human. You need to rest." he said as if it was obvious.
She just looked at him as if he was from another planet. Her dark eyes flash with anger as he spoke. Who was he to say she was weak. He had no idea what she had been though. She was going to show him who was weak. She walked up to him with every step it felt like a thousand needles shooting through her, but she would not show her pain. Stopping in front of him just a few steps away, he held a very confused look as if he was trying to find out what she was planning on doing.
Then it hit him. Literary, she clutched her hand into a fist and punched him in the stomach as hard as she hard she can. This wasn't as hard as she would have like. But never the less, the wind was knocked out of him and he lost him balance, which cause him to fall on the ground. Standing over him, a smirk played on her lips.
"What was that for wench?" he yelled as he got up.
"That's for calling me weak." She said simple, but then snap, "I'm not a wench, and I have a name."
"Well I don't know your name, I'll call you what I want." He said with a smirk, but all he seemed to be doing was adding fuel to the fire.
"No, you will call me by my name. And if you don't know it, then that's your problem." she stated as she started to walk outside.
He looked at her as if she was crazy. Didn't she know how dangerous it was to be out this late at night? He recovered quickly from the shock of either her courageous or stupidity. He stepped in front of her so that he was blocking her only way out. She stop a foot from where he stood and gave him a cold stare that said to get out of her way or else. He smirked as he thought that she wouldn't be able to do anything because this time he wasn't letting his guard down. But he had to admit that for a weak human, she was pretty strong. Just not as strong as he was.
She couldn't believe it. What was his problem anyways? No one ever stopped her from leaving…well beside him. But this guy wasn't him. He wasn't even as strong as him. She tried to get around him, but he blocked the exit. She started to get frustrated and scared about why he wasn't letting her leave.
He lift a brow in confusion when he smelled her fear start to increase, but her face seem to get redder by the moment at the anger she felt. He didn't understand, but he knew not to take his eyes off of her. He made a good choice to watch her because just then she drew her fist back to punch him again. But instead of feeling the softness of his stomach and see him fall, her fist landed on something hard. She looked up to see him smirking at her.
"You shouldn't try the same trick twice," he said.
"Ok," she said simple, and he raise a brow at her in question.
His silence question was answer as she kicked him behind the knee cap. He wasn't prepared for it and his legs cave under him. She quickly walked out of the cave to find some place to hide until her wounds were healed. She looked behind her to see him mumbling curses under his breath as he got back up on his feet. Before he could turn around, she ran as fast as she could through the dark forest. She happen to took a very dense path that had a lot if over ground brushes and plants that crisscross over the path.
She was having trouble keeping her balance as she ran. Her vision began to blur together so that she didn't see the root sticking up from the ground. She tripped over it and started to fall to the ground as darkness started to claim her. But before it could, she saw a disapprove demon looking at her.
He couldn't believe that she had knocked him down AGAIN. He turned just in time to see her rush off. He followed her deep into the forest, hoping that nothing would come across her path before he could get to her. He was almost to her when she started to fall that made him ran faster to catch her so that she wouldn't hurt herself anymore then she already was. When she was safely in his arms, he looked around. Amazed at how far she had traveled from his home. She had managed to get so far from his home.
The wind decided to change direction and with it a scent of another demon. Inuyasha, pick her up and started to run home trying to avoid the demon. He out ran the demon and enter his home. His walked over to the bed and carefully put her down. He stood up to go out side when his ears pick up a whisper from the bed behind him. He could have sworn that she whisper "thank you". But why would she be thanking him for.
No, she couldn't be thanking him. But he was still shocked. He shook his head to clear his mind as he headed out to get some food. Thoughts of her enter his head as he found new tracks of a deer. He followed the tracks silently as he thought about how she had acted when she woke up. He couldn't help but to wonder why she acted like that. Why was she pretending she was alright, when he knew those wounds would keep him in bed for at least a day. But what seem to puzzle him the most was why he smelled fear on her. Why had she gotten so scared when he was blocking her from leaving?
Well I hope you all like the first chapter. I'm almost done writing it. But I need to help with my laziness to put it on my computer so that I could put up new chapter. Oh and if this is something that you think that I should change, suggestions are welcome. Hope you like my new story. Please review.
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