I feel so much better! Inuyasha and I started going outside again yesterday and he's been much nicer to me…well sort of. He could be nicer but I don't know if he knows how.
I made some curry and rice for him while he sniffed the wall.
Yes, he is sniffing the kitchen wall. Just when I thought he couldn't get any weirder.
"Inuyasha what are you doing?"
"The kitchen tiles here are covering something. I can smell the wind through here."
What is he talking about?
He stood over the sink and began sniffing more.
"Here too! The tiles are covering something here."
"I don't know anything about it. The kitchen has looked like this for as long as I can remember."
Sure. As long as YOU can remember. There's something behind this house that's being hidden from view. I'm gonna take a look later.
"Here let's eat!" I handed him a plate and he sat down to begin eating.
"AHHHH WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" He screamed. "THIS IS TOO SPICY! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO DO TO ME!"
"It's curry! I didn't even make it that spicy! If you don't like it just say so!"
Geez. He doesn't have to make a scene if he doesn't like it!
"I hate it! It's terrible! Don't ever make this again!"
What a jerk! I'm not cooking for him anymore.
"Well you can feed yourself from now on, mister!" I took my plate upstairs and shut my door.
Unbelievable! I constantly go out of my way to feed him and he feels the need to be so rude? He needs to learn to think about other people's feelings! I'm not speaking to him until he apologizes.
I've been in my room all day but now I'm hungry.
Damn it!
Why is it the moment I decide to come in the Kitchen, Kagome's in here?
She glared at me for a moment and went back upstairs.
She's still angry. It's been an entire day and she still won't talk to me.
While it's convenient for me so I can avoid her yelling, I hate knowing she's so upset because of me. She didn't even say goodnight to me last night. That was weird. Now I know why Kagome hates being alone in this house. It feels awful.
Still…I'm not apologizing.
As I stood in the kitchen I started to notice that scent from the wall again. Kagome will probably kill me if I take the tiles down but the only way to get to the back of the house is through here.
Weird built house. I can't even go around to a backyard fence or something. Her house completely wraps around this area.
I know! I can go above it. I'll easily climb over the house and find out what's behind this wall.
I sat in my room and enjoyed my lunch by the window. Stupid Inuyasha. He hasn't said a word to me!
I'm not particularly angry with him for insulting my food anymore. I took into account the fact that he's not human and his taste buds are probably far more sensitive than mine.
I just miss him. Maybe I should apologize for being inconsiderate with my cooking? I just want him to speak to me again.
Wait—what is he doing? I see Inuyasha is outside again. He jumped into the tree and he's looking directly at me!
Inuyasha smirked at me before lunging himself onto my windowsill.
"What are you doing?!" I called out.
He simply ignored me and continued to ascend. Where is he trying to go?
Since I'm more comfortable with going outside—at least in my front yard, I decided to step outside and investigate.
Now, this is my first time stepping foot outside the house on my own, but I'm used to it so I can do it.
I took slow steps around the house to the side where my window is. I looked up and realized Inuyasha was standing on the roof glaring down in the opposite direction. What is he looking at? What's over there?
"Hey! What are you doing?" I yelled up to him. "Get off the roof before you hurt yourself!"
"Shut up! I ain't gonna fall." He yelled back. He's so callous that it's disgusting!
"Would you mind telling me why you're up there to begin with?"
"I mind!" He yelled as he jumped down to the other si—hold on.
Other side?! What's over there? "Inuyasha come back! I want to know what's over there too!"
This is sick. I guess no one had any intentions of coming back here ever again. Maybe it was left this way intentionally. I don't know.
There's police tape caught around some chairs, old blood splatters on the concrete, the table, the chairs and even the back wall…was there a massacre here?
Is that why Kagome was covered in blood in my dream all those years ago?
What's this? Tiny, bloody footprints? These have to be Kagome's. What did she see back here?
She has no idea that this is here. I don't want to tell her. I don't want to see her upset or scared. I can't be the one to bring back bad memories for her.
But she's going to pry and be nosy about what I'm doing back here.
This area is so disturbing. The aura here is unsettling. Something evil died here. I just know it. Just sticking around over here makes me sick.
What is he doing over there? I want to see! If he doesn't tell me what's going on, I'm going in the house to rip down the tiles on the wall. It's my house.
I see he's finally returned. "Inuyasha come down here right now!"
"Leave me alone!" He shouted.
Ugh. Why can't he just be nice? All I want to do is ask him a question.
"Please?" I guess I'll be the nice one.
Inuyasha finally came down and faced me. Now I can get some answers.
"So…what'd you find back there?"
He quickly turned away from me. He looks sick again. Oh no, he's not going to faint now is he?
"Kagome. You really don't remember anything at all from when you were little?"
I thought about it really hard. Nothing comes to mind. My past is a complete blur.
"No, I don't." I told him. "I don't even remember my own father."
Inuyasha is starting to look sicker. "Y-your father, you say. Do you know where he died?"
"I-I think he died at home. After he passed away, no one spoke about him. My mom moved all his things to storage and that was all I knew." I wonder where he's going with this. "Inuyasha, why did you ask?"
"Just forget it, okay?"
Forget it? How can I? He just randomly started questioning me about my father. There must be a reason for it.
"There's no way I can let it go. Why did you ask those questions? What did you see behind my house?"
"Nothing."
"You're lying!" I shouted at him. My shout must have been ferocious. Even he flinched at the sound of it.
"I'm not lying! I'm trying to protect you!"
"Protect me? Why? What is there to protect me from? Inuyasha, answer my questions!"
"I don't want you to get hurt! I don't want to see you upset or scared! I want to help you but it's getting so difficult and you need to stop fucking prying for your own good!"
I don't understand at all. I can't let this go. There's something behind my house that may hold some kind of information about my childhood, so it seems. Yet he won't tell me? I really will rip down those tiles if need be.
"Inuyasha. I cannot under any circumstances let this go. It'll be on my mind constantly that not only are you keeping secrets from me, it's a secret about my home!" I can feel the tears trickling down. Tears of frustration.
"Stop crying! Please! W-we'll talk about this. Just not now."
"Why do I have to wait!?"
"Because the thought of hurting you hurts me too. I can only imagine the damage I might do if I tell you what's back there. I don't think you're ready to find out because it might have something to do with your fear!"
His words made me afraid to know what's back there. I guess I'll cease arguing with him and wait. He's been so patient with me and he is the reason I am outside right now.
"Fine. I'll wait. Just answer one simple question for me."
"What?"
"Why do you sit up in this tree all the time?"
"It reminds me of my childhood. I used to hide in a tree in front of my house when my mother wanted me to go to school. I guess I figured…if nothing can reach me, nothing can hurt me."
"That's pretty much my attitude when it comes to staying in the house. But you taught me that if I stay out of reach of all things, I miss out on some good things."
"I'm sorry about the other day."
I didn't think he was going to apologize. I guess he's not so full of himself. "It's okay. I'm not even upset anymore."
I turned and noticed the sun is setting. I guess I should make dinner. I'm still a little self conscious about cooking for him but it's worth a shot. I'm so used to cooking for two.
I suppose we both had the same idea to head inside since we're both walking towards the door.
There's still a small piece of me that really wants to know what's behind my house. Then again…something inside me tells me I don't ever want to find out.