A/N: HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!!!! EAT THEM CANDY LIKE NO TOMORROW!!!! Ahem, on with the review response!
suikidoen - you know, that is a really good guess. You got half of it right...
muahaha my idea is eviller than that!! LoL. :-D
Anime-Girl-of-04 - hehe, aww come on now? What kind of story would this be if I didn't do something to the good guy? Oops, did I say that? Well, didn't say much. Haha, thanks for reading! And can you add a large pizza to that? I'll come by and steal it from your corner later, ;-D
Kinkatia - safe house? comfy chair? Could I come over! LoL, only if you have some pizza over there...LOL, keep on reading because the suspense ensues!! WOOT!
Kawii inu'no 45 - MORE DEATH!!!! Sorry, I needed to say that...anyways...INU IS MINE! I OWN HIS MANSION! BEAT THAT! Hehe, two's better than one...
iamkagomeiloveinuyasha - YAY! I AM A GOOD WRITER! I AM COCKY!!! Not for real, but I needed that! Woot, I posted four stories and two updates in one day, Halloween! I must really love Halloween then, and I do cuz of the candy!!!! Christmas, I get cheap presents. Oh well...WOOT AGAIN FOR YOU!
Josh - Well, Josh, I cant say that I like people hating me but there's nothing I can do! WOOT! THE DEATH MUST ENSUE AND PEOPLE WILL DIE! YES, THERE WILL BE BLOOD! LOTS AND LOTS OF BLOOD! MUAHAHAHA!!! Ahem, see? I'm that weird, and that's why not all of the people you mentioned could survive! I hope we still could be friends though, I really like friends! Awww, but dont worry, I think you will really like the ending... :-D
nickels21 - I like your name, I've never seen nickels! COOLIO! LOL, thanks for your usage of holy sht. I hate putting that asterik, so there, shit! WOOT! Keep on reading, because, yes, there will be suspense...and blood! MUAHAHA!
THANKS A LOT! REMEMBER, IF YOU HAVE ISSUES, COMMENTS, QUESTIONS, GOT DUMPED, ATE TOO MUCH CANDY, FORGOT TO STUDY FOR A TEST (I KNOW I DID), ALWAYS REVIEW AND I'LL HELP YOU!!!! Hey, I rhymed! ON WITH THE CHAPPIE!
The Dare 7
There was nothing left to do and the stench of blood and death laid heavy in the air. Not to mention that they were bored out of their minds. However, there was one thought running through their heads. The thought that there were two people, two people that they had actually known, were dead just beyond the door they were leaning on.
It was terrifying.
Inuyasha and Kagome didn't know the details, but Bankotsu and Sara were dead. And to hell with the thought that they had killed each other. No, they were murdered. Murdered as in someone else killed them. Murdered as in unwillingly dead.
But who did it? Who had been with them and caused their deaths? Inuyasha didn't smell anything else, or anyone else besides the couple for that matter in the living room so the murder was an unsolved mystery.
They could only hope it didn't remain that way...
Kagome sighed and looked up at her boyfriend's pensive, pale face. He had been that way ever since he had caught the ugly whiff of blood. She couldn't blame him, she felt just about ready to die, but...he worried her. He looked really, really sick. Maybe it was because of the awful stench? Well, whatever it was, she just wished that she could ease his worries, fears, and everything else.
This dare had turned into a nightmare. Oh yeah, at first it seemed real easy. And since Inuyasha was going to be there with her, she accepted it with a why the hell not? She wished she hadn't. She wished that she had thought it through. Gods, she wished she had been too scared and declined. Her and her damn stubborn attitude.
Inuyasha was right.
Her stubborness would cause her very own death.
She only hoped that there was time to turn that around.
Kagome sighed and glanced at her boyfriend for the millionth time that night. They hadn't spoken to each other ever since she had screamed, and since then she had managed to calm down thank goodness. But she couldn't help but notice how reserved he was.
It was killing her, really, and she hated it. She always wanted them to have a strong communicative bond, but now she couldn't understand what he was feeling. She couldn't even understand why he was feeling that way. If she had wanted to solve the mystery of Inuyasha's thoughts, she would have had to have been Inuyasha himself. Not even because sometimes he didn't even know the meaning of his own mysterious thoughts either. Weird, ne? But that was who he was, and the man she had grown to love dearly.
"Inuyasha..." Her wary voice was like a sharp knife cutting through the ripe tension in the air, and Kagome noticed it. It was so quiet and they had to have been in that damn kitchen for more than an hour and a half already. Inuyasha slowly shifted his eyes towards her but then fixiated them somewhere else. What did that slow movement mean?
"Inuyasha...talk to me...please, just say anything..."
He didn't reply, and Kagome gulped. Was he in a state of shock? She was surprised that she wasn't. Fuck, she was sitting right next to a flowing river of dark red blood! Who wouldn't be in shock?! But she had managed to calm down with the help of her boyfriend's firm, comforting hold on her, yet she couldn't do the same for him.
No matter how hard she tried, she didn't seem to be strong enough for Inuyasha to lean on her, not the other way around. Everyone wanted to feel safe. She felt safe with Inuyasha, in his arms now even, but she wanted him to feel the same way she felt right now. She wished that she could hold him in her arms and tell him how this was just a figment of their minds. She wished that she could alleviate his tensivness by rubbing his silver velvety ears in smoothing circles.
Boy was she wishing a lot lately.
Inuyasha sighed softly after a while and decided that ignoring Kagome would get him deeper into that bloody dark hole that he called his mind. He was only causing themselves even more unneeded pain. He wanted to talk to her so badly, but he couldn't. He just couldn't! He was trying very hard to open his mouth, but words wouldn't form and his jaw muscles slackened. He didn't know what was wrong with him.
Heh, maybe it was because he was in inner turmoil on the deaths of Bankotsu and Sara. It sounded so surreal. The deaths of Bankotsu and Sara. He hadn't even seen what had happened, but he sure as hell could smell it. They were dead and there was no bringing them back.
Sure he had hated the two just as much as he hated Naraku. Bankotsu was just as bad as Naraku, always insulting him and making his life as miserable as hell itself. And Sara was a stuck up snob who thought that she could make a pass on him without him noticing. Bitch was a whore.
But they were dead.
Dead, dead, dead.
He never wished for them to die. Well, there were a few times because he had been so angry, but now that it actually happened, he regreted it deeply. Wishing harm on someone was awful. It made you feel awful. Knowing that he had made a wish for them all to die was unbearable, and knowing that he most likely caused their deaths by his stupid little wishes killed him inside.
Now he knew to be careful of what he wished for...
Ok, he was going a little too far. Maybe he didn't cause their deaths. But he had wanted it, and it had really happened. Who wouldn't feel regret and guilt? Even if he had hated the two with every measly fiber in his body, it still didn't mean that he actually wanted them to die, especially die being murdered. How would he have felt if he were them?
Pain, and then nothingness.
That was death to him.
He had to stop thinking about this. Kagome was getting worried about him, and he just about felt ready to throw up with his thoughts. Speaking of throwing up, he felt sick. Miserably sick. First off, his head hurt like hell and felt incredibly stuffed not to mention heavy. Second, his stomache kept churning because of the sickening stench in the air and his sensitive nose burned irratibly. And he felt so damn tired!
What the hell was wrong with him?
Then Kagome spoke again, breaking his thoughts. She was begging him to talk to her, and he wanted so much to respond, but again he just couldn't. He was too tired, too stressed. He needed to get out of this place and get a hold of himself. Only a few more hours. Well...about four but whatever. If only he could find a way out of the damn kitchen...
Trailing off again.
Ok, Inuyasha just talk. Open your damn mouth and spit out some words. Anything. What about ramen? What about Kagome? You can say anything so do it!
His thoughts urged him to talk, but again his jaw felt numb as if it had gone to sleep. Right...he needed some sleep. For godsakes, he didn't know how to stay on topic now did he?!
Kagome sighed when Inuyasha sighed again and figured that he wasn't going to talk to her. She was dying to know why, but by the way she could tell that he just couldn't open his mouth she reasoned that he didn't have the will. Maybe he did, but his body didn't.
She could understand that...for now...
Suddenly, Kagome and Inuyasha heard a clunk sound and then a light bell sound. The two looked at each other in confusion and warily stood up, pointing their flash lights across the kitchen towards where they thought the sound had come from. What could that be, they didn't have a clue in the world.
"W-what, was that? You heard it right?" Kagome asked Inuyasha but then remembered that he was probably not going to answer. But she was very surprised when he did. Yet, his voice was stressed and sort of groggy, but still suspiscious and wary. It made her even more worried about him.
"...yeah, I did. It came from over there, I'll check it out first. You stay on this side, got it?" Kagome nodded and Inuyasha shifted his golden eyed gaze, and flashlight, to a seemingly covered opening on the kitchen wall. It was small, and behind the planks of wood that it was covered with, it was probably an opening to somewhere...but he didn't know what that somewhere was.
When Inuyasha was half way towards the other side of the kitchen, something, or someone rather, started banging on the wooden planks covering the opening. He admitted that he was shocked at first, frightened even, but then he heard a voice shouting for help.
A voice that sounded particularly familiar to him...
"Shippo?!" Kagome gasped when Inuyasha yelled the name and went to investigate at his side. The hanyou was trying to break open the opening, and after a few tries, he did it. He removed the planks off of the square whole in the wall and was really surprised to find that it was indeed Shippo gasping for air on the other side.
The couple asissted Shippo as he crawled out of the small shaft that he had cramped himself into and they couldn't help but wonder where the hell Shippo had come from. Not to mention where the hell did that elevator shaft appear all of a sudden!
"Are you ok, Shippo?" Kagome asked as she helped the ginger haired kitsune stand up after he regained his breath. Shippo nodded to her question and had to wrinkle his nose at the awful stench in the air. This place smelled worse than the basement!
Talking about the basement...
"Kirara!" Inuyasha and Kagome blinked when Shippo randomly shouted his girlfriend's name and rushed back towards the shaft. They blinked again when Shippo pressed a green button that they had so unwittingly missed and the shaft lowered until it reached its destination.
Shippo grinned toothily at the fact that the shaft was still working and also at the fact that there was a safe place where he and Kirara got to interact with people that weren't big, fat, mutanty mole rats. "Hey, Kira! The coast's clear so come on up, alright!"
He waited for some kind of reply, and he noticed that the other two listened for one as well. But there was none for some reason. Shippo frowned at that and decided to call again.
"Kirara! Answer me! Come on, say something for the love of all the furry muntant rats down there! Kirara, thisisn't funny!"
His voice sounded a little panicked. Why wasn't Kirara answering him?! His nose wasn't as good as a dog demon's or a wolf demon's, but still up there in the sensitive nose section, yet he couldn't smell her sweet lively scent any where down there. Sounded weird, but that's what she smelled like to him and he couldn't smell that lively scent anymore!
Shippo turned around and searched Inuyasha's face for some answers. His nose was better than his so he'd be able to smell what was going on. But it seemed as if he wasn't going to get any answers from the dog hanyou a few feet away from him either. Was Inuyasha in shock or something? What the hell was going on?
"Inuyasha..." Shippo stood up from where he was and faced the hanyou square in the eye, daring Inuyasha to lie to him, "...tell me what's going on down there, you can smell better than I can so please...tell me..."
Inuyasha was at loss for words after he inhaled lightly. Why him? Why him?! Why in the seven hells him?! What was he supposed to say? He looked helplessly back and forth between the river of blood that Shippo had yet to notice slowly seeping into the kitchen from the main entrance and the kitsune, who daringly searched his golden amber eyes for answers. Kagome had also joined sides wth Shippo, wanting to know as much as he did.
It didn't take an idiot to get what he was trying to tell her. To Kagome it was all too clear. Inuyasha's glances towards the kitchen's entry door and his meloncholy looks at Shippo gave it all away. She couldn't believe it happened yet again...
"No..."
Shippo couldn't understand what was silently going on between Kagome and Inuyasha. Why didn't they want to tell him and why did they both looked ready to slip into a long period of shock? What the hell was going on god damnit?!
"What's going on! Since it involves my girlfriend, I want to know!!" Inuyasha bit his lip awkwardly, trying to find something to say to the steadily growing angry kitsune. If he were Shippo how would he have wanted it worded?
Possibly not even said at all.
"Shippo", It was more of a croak than a clear saying of a name, but it grabbed Shippo's attention nonetheless, "Kirara's...I...well...she's...dead."
Thick, intense silence ensued after the semi whispered declaration. No one moved, or even breathed for the matter. Shippo especially since his vibrant emerald green eyes were wide enough to look like green plates. Not to mention that his jaw was hanging open in terrible shock, his collecting saliva threatening to over flow if he didn't close it soon.
Inuyasha, wanting to comfort his friend because if it were Kagome he didn't think he would still have been alive himself, made a move towards the kitsune, but a sudden ding stopped him. It was the same ding of the elevator shaft from before, and the three shared a surprised look towards the shaft. None of them dared to point their flash lights to further see what it was...
...but finally Shippo did...
"Ki...Kir-KIRARA!"
-XxX- Sesshoumaru and Rin -XxX-
Sesshoumaru and Rin resided in the mother's room, which was the master room of the house. It had been a beautiful room once with its dark wooden antique furnishings, hard mahogany wooden floors, and a fascinating painting of a lady. The lady in the painting had long, wavy, reddish brown hair, kind lumonous gray eyes, and was wearing a green party dress. Must of have been during the early 1900's, when getting your painting done even after the photograph was invented was considered of very high class.
She was most likely the mother of Michael Myers, and it was a shame that such a beautiful woman was the mother of the most prominent killer of all time. But a mother loved her children no matter what, or that was what Rin had said.
For two hours had they been there already, and the house was under some sort of strange lockdown. Sesshoumaru, since the lockdown which was an hour and a half ago, was still trying to figure out how it had happened. Rin, being the over expressive person she is, was mulling over the fact that there was no way to get out of the room she had dubbed The Bored Room. So now the two, and the rest of the people in the house, were in a huge jiffy.
"Could you please, please stop trying to analyze every single damn splinter of wood you see on that door?! It's getting annoying!" Rin only received a cold golden glare from her mate, and she groaned loudly in frustration. Pulling on her ebony bangs didn't do anything to help her need of excitement, she lost count while counting the cracks in the wood on the floor, and watching Sesshoumaru stare at the door for almost two hours straight made her want to committ suicide.
How more boring could this place be?
"Why are we here again?" Rin sighed, looking out the locked glass window that over looked the rigidy back yard. It was like a jungle out there, people only came to mow the lawn once every two months since they usually ran away screaming.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes for a second, willing himself not to hurt his mate or he'd only end up hurting himself. But gods she was getting on his last nerves! For the two hours they had been in there, Rin hadn't stopped talking or complaining. She chose to go with him, he had tried to stop her, but no, she had to come along! And now he was the one suffering for it.
"Ask yourself, you're the one who chose to come along. I never asked this of you."
"As if I was going to let you guys go and leave me alone for Halloween Eve! Yeah right!"
"Then there is your asnwer." Rin humanly growled at her mate before deciding to look somewhere else other than him. Well, he was really good to look at, with his well built muscular body and all, but his personality turned her off...at the moment. He should be lucky that someone like her loved him to death, because truthfully, then who would set him straight?
So Rin laid her cinnamon eyes upon the painting. The lady in the painting was mezmorizing, her gray eyes showing endless depth. Anyone could loose themselves in them, and she found it hard to look away. Something about that painting intrigued her, made her want to observe it forever, yet what it was she couldn't pin point it. But Rin couldn't dwell on that thought because Sesshoumaru was talking to her.
Surprise surprise.
Rin jumped out of her daze, and faced Sesshoumaru only to meet questioning golden honey eyes. When did he move infront of her? Wow, she must have been really into that painting...
"Rin, what is wrong with you?" Sesshoumaru asked, trying to sound indifferent but she could notice the concern etched in his voice. To have Sesshoumaru concerned meant that he knew something was really wrong with her. He knew her from head to toe, and he also knew when to get worried about her and when not to since she was a very crazy person.
But Rin didn't know what had just happened to her...and even now she just wanted to loose herself in that painting again...
"Huh? Oh nothing, nothing at all."
Sesshoumaru stared dubiously at his dazed mate but returned his gaze back to the door. It annoyed him beyond belief that he couldn't figure out what had happened. The door was suddenly made of steel, the windows were not much better, and he sat there looking like an idiot trying to analyze every single damn splinter, like his mate had kindly stated.
And there was absoluetly no progress.
Rin sighed and turned her head back towards the painting hanging on the once pastel white walls. It really was a beautiful painting, if she could have she would have taken it with her once the whole dare was over. Who knew, maybe this lockdown would lift when the sun rose?
But a sudden movement caught the hold of Rin's cinnamon eyes. And it came from the painting. She stared at it more closley and there it was again. Her eyes widened and she raised her arm towards Sesshoumaru, who hadn't noticed a thing. What was wrong with the painting? She didn't...it couldn't have been...no, there was a third movement...
...the lady in the painting's gray eyes moved...
"...Se...Sesshou...Sesshoumaru..."
And it wasn't her imagination.
A/N: Blah?
