Alright, I'm continuing my rewriting. Although it's been quite some time and I'm sure you have all forgotten about it, I'll still do my best. If I stray from the original plot line, please tell me as it has been a long time since I've actually began the story and I no longer have the original story due to giving up a computer, and frying a laptop. So bear with me :
I also hope you find my writing worthwhile since I hope it has greatly improved.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and Co. they are creations by Rumiko Takahashi of VIZ comics and that's who will forever own them.
Chapter 2
Thunder boomed as the sky lit up with warning flashes of lightening that lit even the shadows cast by the form climbing the mountain. The rain had yet to come, but they were already feeling the effects of its presence. A strong wind began to howl through tall trees and droplets of rain, carried by the wind, began to hit Inuyasha in the face as he hurried up the mountainside. They had not gone far up the mountain, but that still offered them no shelter of trees and there seemed to be no other type of shelter he could see.
As if answering him, a light sparkle caught his eye from a small, almost hidden alcove. Not caring what it was, he hurried towards it, shifting Kagome in his arms to keep her comfortable and to keep his arms from growing tired. He glanced down at her as he did this, his gaze worried as he made his way towards the alcove and if Inuyasha had no looked up at the last moment, he would have run directly into a large ornate door. It hung on what Kagome called 'hinges' and the door itself was a square in design, its face held one circular window, a stained glass picture of an eye behind a roaring transformed Inu-youkai with a small crystal doorknob slightly down and to the right of it.
Instantly, his mind once again filled with memories…
A small Inuyasha reached towards his tall smiling father who gallantly picked him up and spun him around before placing him on his shoulders. Together they walked towards the window and Inuyasha reached out his small hand to run the tips of his fingers on the slick, cool glass. Looking down at his father who stood gazing at the picture with a soft look of sadness as his mind seemed as if it were miles away from where they currently stood
"What's wrong father?" He asked his father in such a child-like way, that it made the man laugh.
"Nothing my son, I am just sad to leave you and your dear mother for so long. This picture is here to remind you that I am always here and watching over you."
"It's quite frightening Taisho, that eye will give the poor boy nightmares." Teased Izayoi as she came into the room, her face set in loving yet sad smile her light blue kimono of fine silk cascaded off her shoulders and trailed gracefully to the floor. Taisho set Inuyasha down, and set to giving his wife a swooping hug but was stopped when a knock on the door came to shatter their familial air. It was a guard, telling Lord Taisho that it was time to leave. Taisho turned to Inuyasha and said-
A large raindrop hit Inuyasha in the forehead before he could remember what else had happened. It bothered him that he had forgotten all these things and was just now remembering them. Nothing made sense to him at the moment, and it was starting to upset him. Kagome moaned softly, and he shook his head to clear his thoughts before shifting Kagome yet again to free his hand in order to open the door. The door creaked from misuse, and for a moment what lay behind was dark and even Inuyasha had a hard time seeing.
Flames blazed to light and Inuyasha had to shield his eyes from the onslaught of light that poured from the recesses of a room so immaculate and ornate that it made him stare in awe. Wooden floors that were polished to such perfection that it seemed to reflect the light around it to a blinding degree as a high backed chair with two plush low couches surrounded a fireplace with a fire already merrily dancing in its pit, its warm glow dancing about the floor in front of it. Taking a step inside, he took notice of a long hallway, a rug running down the middle until it reached another much less ornate door than the one he had just entered through. Shutting the door behind him, he laid Kagome down on one of the couches around the fireplace, her head lying comfortably on a matching pillow.
After assuring himself that she would come to no harm while she lay there vulnerable, he began his walk down the hallway. Doors were lined up in a neat orderly fashion, and he took his time opening them and discovering what lay inside. The first door held a lavish and comfortable bed that was surprisingly high off the ground for its time, purple adorned the bedspread as intricate patterns of golden thread wove a tale not even time could permit its telling. A story of a woman hime falling in love with a youkai Lord and having a damned child, a half breed, and going against all those around them , even those they had trusted since their birth, to keep him alive. It also portrayed the sadness of a neglected older brother, whose only want was for his father to notice he was also there.
Inuyasha drew his eyes away from the pattern, and looked around the room once more, noting the regal tapestries and the soft animal fur carpet. Gently sighing, he realized just whose room he was standing in as his memories unclouded enough to show him a vision of his mother sitting on that soft fur carpet reading him a story as he stared wide-eyed at her, clutching a small bear to his chest. Again, he shut his eyes, hoping to block it out and after opening them and finding the vision gone; he closed the door and continued down the hallway. Another door showed him an extraordinary library with bookshelves that ran from the bottom of the room to the top of the high ceiling that were packed with books filled with stories, myths, legends and stories of old war heroes. A few more rooms were less ornate versions of his mothers room, one was a type of bathroom he supposed, with a built in hot spring and another was a kitchen of sorts, with a fire area with a hole in the rock above it to carry the smoke up the shaft and out of the mountain and not throughout the home.
Upon reaching the door at the end of the hallway, Inuyasha became cautious; what if what he found was something that stirred up enough memories that it would slowly cause him to lose his sanity? What if he found something in there that he never should have seen to begin with? With this in mind, he turned and made his way back down the hallway to the couch that a passed out and injured Kagome was currently occupying. Gently, he picked her up and carried her down the hall and into Izayois old room and laid her down on the bed, her head resting on the overstuffed downy feather pillows. After securing her comfort, he pulled a thin blanket over her and left the room, leaving the door open.
He made his way down the hallway once again and entered the door that led to the kitchen and began rummaging through the multitude of cupboards that run along the walls, searching for a cloth of some kind. After all, Kagome was hurt and would do well to have her foot propped up and ice wrapped in a cloth on it. That led him to a problem, if he did find a cloth, where would the ice be? Picking up on the speed of his search, he found a peculiar box that upon taking the top off was filled with ice, and upon further investigation he found that a peculiar magic kept the inside of the box quite cold. An enchantment kept most of the things in the kitchen cold and it must be his father's doing, as he is the only one he knew of who read deep into the old magic textbooks provided to any who truly wanted them.
After finally located the cloth in a cupboard in the corner of the room, he wrapped some ice in the cloth and returned to the room Kagome currently occupied. After setting the ice down, Inuyasha retreated to the front room, and took a few pillows off of the couch and returned to the room and gently picked up Kagomes injured ankle and sliding the pillows underneath, gently placing the ice on top of her ankle. He once again looked at her and wondered if she could ever understand how much he adored her, if she could only understand that through it all, even Kikyo coming back to life, he had always adored her…maybe even loved her. He sighed and gently brushed her bangs back and pick up a heavier blanket to lie on top of her.
After making sure she was sleeping, he sat down on the floor beside the bed and laid Tetsuiga next to him on the floor. Crossing his legs, he leaned back on the bed and put his arms through his sleeves. Inuyasha felt safe here, safe enough to actually sleep, and without actually worrying over the fact that he brought Kagome into a house he knew by memories that he never knew he had.
End Chapter
Alright, I finally got around to it. So if you all will wait a day or two...maybe three, I will hopefully have chapter three up.
Just be patient, I suffer from writers block and ADD at times :
-Kitten