***A/n : Oh my, I got three reviews and two alerts! Thank you all very much, it really made me happy. Yes, Inuyasha was a little OOC, but he was human. I figured he had great potential in that form (like when he said she smelled nice he barely knew her…), and all it needed was the right settings. This situation is pretty perfect: Shippo's asleep, Sango and Miroku are no where in sight, he's injured (she can't deny and/or tell to sit), and they clearly both needed that. On another note: I'm quirky huh? Sounds fine to me ^_^

***Disclaimer: Lily-chan owns a crappy computer. Lily-chan doesn't talk in third person in real life. Lily-chan doesn't know why she's doing it now. Lily-chan does in fact know it's weird. Lily-chan may own a crappy computer, but Lily-chan doesn't own Inuyasha.

Sub-Story (1) : Up on a Mountaintop

Chapter 3 : Memories

I woke up to find a note in my hand:

Kagome, we couldn't wake you up this morning so we decided to to leave you two back here. We should be back by mid-day or so with more firewood and the spoils of our hunting trip (if we don't get anything, we'll bring back fish....again...)

~Sango, Miroku, Shippo, and Kirara

I could tell Sango wrote it, it was neat. Unlike Miroku's doctor-like scrawl or Shippo's scribbles that made even less sense.

Okay, moment of truth, I started to poke Inuyasha, "Hey wake up, I need to check your bandages. Also, let go."

His arms loosened from around me, and I immediately felt colder as I eased out. When I turned to face him, I saw that he was already undoing his haori and undershirt. "Does anything hurt?"

"Nope," Inuyasha replied with the look of 'I-think-I-know-something-that-you-don't '. The look wasn't an arrogant one, it had a consistency of an ' I'm not sure '.

I saw his partially-exposed chest and the bloody bandage that surrounded it. My fingers methodically unwrapped the dressing only to find something I didn't expect. He was fully healed. "Inuyasha…even you shouldn't have healed that so quickly."

"That's what I thought. A black moon usually nearly kills me, but by the next morning the wounds are always healed. I'm not sure what's so special about it…" Inuyasha didn't seem to be talking to me, but more to himself. After his layers were donned, his stare went blank. As if he were remembering something…

***A/n: Kagome won't know what Inuyasha is remembering, but lucky you! You do!

Must keep running, a young Inuyasha thought. The villagers had caught him stealing and saw his demonic features. It was just his luck, this village had rocks and there were many with deadly aim. Literally. It hurts…Must…keep…running. His vision was getting foggy, and he had no destination, but he knew had had to get away. The amount of rocks being thrown had slowly lessened to the point where there were no more. Apparently the angry villagers had gone back to their homes.

He knew he was safe, for now. There was a strong scent of flowers and grass, and then nothing. Blessed darkness.

_

"Oh, you poor thing. What happened to you?" A girl of around sixteen asked.

No response.

"I'll take you back with me then. I can't have you laying out here in the state you're in." She lifted him up and carried him back to her hut.

Inuyasha was conscious the entire time, but he couldn't speak. He didn't dare to. His eyes remained closed, and he thought if he opened them, he'd be back where he started. Running. The pain has numbed his senses even more so than they were in this form.

He felt himself being laid down and a damp piece of cloth placed on his head. "I'm sorry, I'm not very good with herbs so I can't really help you much…I know you are awake…"

I can't fake it anymore, he thought and opened his eyes and stole a glance at the woman who had saved him. She was average looking, nothing particularly special in features, but her eyes were warm. Something that he hadn't seen in a long time. Looking downwards he saw a small rounded lump beneath her tunic, she's pregnant? Where's her husband?

"Can you talk?" she asked.

"I…I think…" he replied timidly. No one had done something to this caliber in years. How could he know that he could trust her?

"Well apparently you can, what happened?"

"Villagers…"

"At any rate, you should get some rest. Here." She covered him with a blanket, and walked out of the room with the only light source available. Without much else choice, he fell asleep with one thought in his head; I must get out before dawn.

End of Chapter 3

***A/n : Now that you've read, now please review! There was originally going to be a bit more, but I figured it would be way too long. Okay, it wouldn't have been too long, but I wanted to give you guys another chapter (not sure about the quality, I'm tired but I can't sleep right now...): If I am able to update chapter four (there's more to this memory too) today I will. This sub-story will last 5 chapters. And after that 6 (sub-stories) more to go! If I get confusing, don't read the rest. The second and third sub-stories will be one chapter each, while the fourth, fifth, sixth, and the unlucky (seven is my unluckiest number by the way) seventh will be more than one. However, I don't think any of them, besides maybe the seventh, will be as long as this first one.

~Lily-chan