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Oh, wait! I think about in the middle of the chapter, maybe I'm not sure, it goes to Kagome's POV twice. I know that when I read a story I hate it when it does that to much *Like in the later books of the House of Night series, that I don't read anymore for a number of reasons, that being one* so I'll try not to do that too often. Okay, now go on and read, sorry...
' T A N A K A '
I can't even look at Pepper. He has taken me miles away from the area we were in, when he had no right. That's kidnap! What am I going to do? Yeah, in a few days I will turn back into my demon-self, unlike normal half-demons, but then where will we be? And even if I feel like I will die if this wagon goes around one more time on its squeaky wheels, I have to stay. If I jump off this cart in a hasty search, death will surely come quick and I will definitely never find my way back to Inuyasha.
"You hate me," Pepper says in a candid voice, "don't you, Tanaka?"
"No," I snap, "I'm just going to kiss you and say everything's fine."
It's when I see the spark ignite his eyes that I jump over all the junk here in the back of the cart and smack it right out of his features.
Pepper says nothing, only rising his hand. I flinch and my body tenses. Is he going to hit me?
To my relief, he puts it to his reddening cheek. I sigh, releasing the breath I had no idea I was holding. His fire is thankfully out and I have to make a mental note to never make a move like that again. What am I doing saying stuff like that anyway? Never in my life have I spoken words that relate to kissing. So why with him? If anyone, it should have been with Inuyasha. On top of that, I'm I have to remind myself that I hate Pepper. I know hardly a thing about him, so there is no reason for me to like him. For all I should care, he can go get himself eaten by the demon him and his pops saw while hunting.
I throw my feet off the edge of the wagon and put my head in my hands. I just can't believe this is happening. Why? Just after I had finally found him, Inuyasha's gone.
"So…" Pepper hesitates and I hear him gulp nervously. "When do you plan on leaving?"
I lift my head to rest my chin against my palms. "I was hoping you'd take me back, but since you asked that doesn't seem like it's going to happen." I glance back to confirm my idea but get nothing. Good enough. "Fine, I'll end up leaving in a couple of days."
"Why not now?"
"I have my reasons." I pause. "I'll up and leave when you're sleeping or distracted, so don't bother yourself by watching after me. Disappeared without a trace, as they say, and it'll be as if I was never there at all. And you'll forget."
"That's not true!" Pepper suddenly fires back. I turn myself to gaze at him with vague eyes. "Proof that you were here will remain. Like the clothes you took."
I shrug.
It's several hours before Pepper speaks again. But I do not want to speak. I want to sleep my humans days away and return to my demon form. I reluctantly talk anyway, though, or else he'll bug me to death until I do. I'll give my last gasp of air, lean against the side of the wagon, he'll take it as a sound of defeat, and talk to my dead corpse.
Pepper wants to know about the people I "live" with. To be honest, they are all strangers to me just as much as he is. Of course that isn't something I'm about to say. I tell him they are okay people, except for one—Inuyasha— who is very dear to me; and that we travel a lot like him and his father. This leads to Pepper wondering if that are merchants like him and his pops, new information I learn, but I say no. Which has him asking why we travel. So I tell him it's not his business and he should quit being nosey.
Coming to sit at my side, but keeping a safe distance in case I lash out at him again, which won't happened because I'm too afraid that either him or his pops will strike back, he speaks, "Why are you being so mysterious? You won't tell a thing about you other than your name."
"How big is the chance of us meeting again?" I trigger back another question.
"Ant size, but still—"
I shake my head in a feverish movement. "But still nothing! I want you to no as close to nothing about me!"
Pepper is taken back. By the way his eyes enlarge and his lips slightly part, I see he's hurt. "Why would you want that? I've helped you live by giving you clothes to keep you from freezing. This morning I gave you six dumplings so you wouldn't starve. I even woke up in the middle of the night to hold you so you wouldn't be scared. So why would you—"
"You what?" I exclaim, quickly standing to hover over him with an extremely skeptical look coating my face.
"You heard what I said!" Pepper stands to meet me in my face.
His closeness makes my stomach knot so tightly; I feel that I might vomit, but I hold my ground, praying that he doesn't clobber me.
"Why the hell did you do something like that?" I demand to know with my voice strong and eyes determined.
"What was I supposed to do? You were thrashing around, shaking, screaming, and clawing at whatever you got your hands on. That is not the kind of lullaby I like to listen to when I'm asleep."
My throat is suddenly dry. "What…" I gulp, then continue to whisper. "What was I screaming about?"
"Killing someone named Kagome. How it's her fault."
"What is?"
"Everything."
I sit back down, dazed. "Anything else?"
"Yeah," Pepper remains standing, now the leader of this conversation. "A demon called Inuyasha."
I fiddle with my fingers, giving myself a reason to not look him in the eyes. "Is that so bad? To want someone who makes you feel safe and secure; who understands everything that makes you, you?"
Pepper crosses his arms, eyes narrowed, and with his voice unwavering, answers, "No, there's nothing wrong with that. Killing someone to get to that someone, that is what's wrong. Sick and twisted even."
"I wasn't about to kill Kagome!" Leaping off the cart, I take long, hard strides just to keep up with it. Doing this will hopefully burn off the steam bubbling over my better senses, because right now Pepper's face is the perfect fist rest for my left hand.
"How would you know? Do you even remember your dream?" I shake my head slightly, not wanting to admit to anything. "Then shut up, you don't know what your intensions were." Landing with a dull thud, Pepper follows up behind me. We're traveling in a speed walk for a short moment, probably allowing me to extinguish my dark flames before he asks, "do you journey alongside with demons, with this Kagome person?" "One…" I think it over again, "Two," If I include myself, "and yes. Problem?"
"Well," Pepper blinks in surprise. "Well, yeah, are they…tamed?"
"Tamed?" I snarl, eyes blazing. "what hell is that supposed to mean?"
"Uh," His mouth hangs, "Not what you think."
"Oh, is that right? God, you sound just like Kagome!"
The moment she saw me, she was scared. She thought I needed to be "dealt with"— my phrase for it anyway. That is why she put this cured necklace on me. To keep me tamed.
Pepper is teasing me. "No, not Kagome. The one you wanted to murder?" Both him and I are losing our tempers.
I know that screaming never gets you closer to a solution, but he is so irritating. Plus, he has proven that he clearly hates demons. Hates me.
"It's not like she doesn't want me gone too! Why do you think I'm here now? Pepper, she let me fall into a river and didn't even try to help me!"
"Then that's different." His voice is softer, understanding what went down. Well, what kind of went down; and he tries to lay an arm around me in comfort. "Not kill worthy different, but different."
I swiftly move out of his reach, hugging my own self. What I just said is such a lie. But who am I to care? It's obvious that even if I had called to her she wouldn't have came back anyway… right? If she had been the one to say what words I did I wouldn't have went back for myself either.
Still, how do you not here someone falling into a river? I know she would've had to hear the heavy droplet of my body, turned around, and saw that I was gone. What else could have happened? Unless… she… unless she though I dashed through the river with my insanely fast demonic powers and just assumed I ran away. What if that is what she really thought and that is what she told Inuyasha? And what if he thought that I just got tired of him and ran off? All the hope he had in me probably vanished the moment the words were spoken and he begin to alter back to his life without Tanaka. I was not with him long, less than two weeks, how long would it take for him to adjust back?
"But I…" The thought comes to me like a slap. A good kind. From the corner of my eye I can see Pepper raising his brows. He's speaking about something. Something I can't yet pay attention to. The idea of what stretches to mind is so overwhelming because Inuyasha would have to come looking for me then. "I have the Jewel Shards!" Surely he'll desperately want what is rightfully his. And he must continue to let me travel alongside him in a case like mine.
I'm twirling. Hoping. Flipping. Running. Ignoring the blood that is seeping through my new foot bandages. And so overly happy again. I just have to wait. Wait for Inuyasha to track my scent; and I curse myself for not remembering, or sniffing, his.
In an instant, the surroundings tumble— I'm falling. The hard ground comes first at my chest. I gasp —caught off guard— and look back to see what my foot is propped up on.
"You tripped me!" I accuse, quickly standing to brush myself off.
"You weren't listening to me," Pepper says back.
"So you trip people? What if your old man doesn't even bother to look at you, do you make him fall too? Breaking his hip in the process?" Again, his arms are crossed. Eyes like hawks. Toe tapping, flying dirt into the air. And brows in V formation. "Well?"
"You mentioned something about you having the Jewel Shards. Now if I'm right, are they the Shikon Jewels? Or just a girly item for this girly Inuyasha guy?"
"Enough!" I stomp my feet to shut him up.
His lips slightly curve upward.
"Pepper, you have no right to talk about Inuyasha, someone you don't even know."
"Yeah, I know."
"Then shut it!" I snap. "I don't have to tell you a thing about the Jewels and what connection they have to me."
"Yes, you do."
"Why is that?" "Do you know how many demons are out looking for those things? Every. Single. One." Not every one. I didn't want the one's I have now in the first place. "You having them will attract all kinds of monsters," Demons you mean. "You'll put all of us in danger!"
"I will not." I stand from the dusty earth. "Do you know what could happen if these fell into the wrong hands? What would you do if countless people were hurt because of a stupid action you made me take?"
"No, I'd be stupid to ask you to throw them away," as if you could do something like that. "The chance that you'd even listen to me are poor."
"So what are you going to do, Big Man?"
Pepper's face faintly flushes with color. But he waves the feeling off with a shake of his head. "It's either, you somehow get rid of those cursed ornaments or—"
I challenge him with my eyes. "Or what?" Just give me a threat and I'll decide how funny it is.
"Or you can leave right now and me and Pops will continue on without you."
"Then I'll just keeping following alongside of your wagon until what I need to happen is complete."
"Like what?"
"Doesn't matter… to you."
"Fine. It won't be hard to just up and leave when you're sleeping or distracted, disappeared without a trace, and it'll be as if we were never there at all. And you'll forget."
Pepper uses my own words against me in a shorter sentence. But I don't think I'd forget someone ditching me.
When Pepper sees that I have nothing to say, he turns to his Papa.
"Hey, Pops, can—"
Pepper stops. In my peripheral vision, he is stiff as stone. With his mouth hanging wide open and his head is going back and forth, back and forth.
"What is your problem?" I spin on my heels.
Taking in the scene, I see what's wrong. The wagon is gone. The horses. Pepper's pops. The wagon. Everything. Disappeared without a trace. Now how did that get passed us? Were we too involved in bickering to take notice? Guess so.
It's Pepper's turn to be upset. He buries his face in his hands. "Not again, not again," is what I hear him murmuring.
"So this has happened before?" I immediately blurt without thinking about it.
Pepper nods, a tear escaping from the cracks of his fingers. To the ground, he drops like a rock. Not that I really thought about it, but I've never been able to picture him crying like a small boy. The way his body rocks with suffering is painful to see.
I walk over to him in an unsure way, squat down next to him, and I'm about to put an arm around him like he wanted to do for me, when he lunges. Again, I find myself squirming on the ground with Pepper as he locks his arms around my neck and sobs in the croak of where it and my shoulder meet.
My brain is very aware of every inch of his body pressed against mine. But I try to ignore that. Kick it from my mind. Tell my heart it's okay because it's not Inuyasha. And I just pat his back as he continues to bawl.
Seriously, what has his father done to him to cause him to react this way? Abandonment by your parent, I guess that in itself is hard to handle. I would know. My mom pretty much did the same to me.
Although, I don't blame her for a second. She did what she thought was best for the both of us at the time. What can I do? There's no way that even if I could that I would go back in time to change things. If that were ever an option I'd turn it down. That choice lead me to the trail of baby Inuyasha.
It's mid-afternoon when I wake. The feel of Pepper's body still tingles along my form, but I know he is not there. When I open my eyes, he is about ten feet away in a lonely field. I also see that his eyes are completely drained when I approach. It's an awful sight to see. Especially when I've known him to be a smart-alecky, cocky little adolescent. From the looks of things it doesn't seem that his father is coming back. I feel so terrible. Only because I know the feeling. Not because I like him.
"Come on," I outstretch my hand for him to take. I'm going to do my best to put him in a good mood. "Let's get going."
He studies my gesture for a long moment. "What gives?" He speaks with a monotone. Totally out of character.
I cock my head to the side, "What do you mean?"
"Yesterday you acted like a freak who hated me," Freak, the word bothers me. I dread to know what I'd be called if he knew I was not all I looked to be. "Why the sudden change in heart?"
"I'm trying to help your depressed butt, that's what I'm doing." I bark, placing my hands on my hips. "Now, if you don't want someone there for you then I'll go ahead and leave you stranded here too." Harsh. Harsh. Harsh. Don't care. Care. Care.
Disbelief briefly crosses his eyes. "I don't want anything." He tries to hide it.
"Then what did you want when you threw yourself at me last night?"
"A comfy pillow." He blushes lightly.
"Yeah, okay." I open my hand to him again. "Take it or left it."
Pepper takes it. "Where to?"
"What do you mean," I loosen the rim of my pants, not loving the way it sticks to me. "Where else but straight ahead?"
"What if he turned around?"
"Fine," Taking all of my clothes off at once, I stretch out all of my limbs, loving the way the breeze drifts through every curve of my body. "We'll head the way we came."
"T-t-tanka!" Pepper scrambles backward as I throw the clothes I borrowed back at him. "Have you lost your mind? What do you think you're doing?"
I glance at him with a devilish grin, "I just thought you might need some cheering up." I clutch the hand that's not bundled with his clothes into both of mine and take off in the direction of what I hope leads to Inuyasha.
We've ran for three hours straight. I don't know how Pepper did it, and he refuses to tell me, hurt shining within his eyes and I know instantly it has something to do with his dad, but he did. I'm impressed. The sun is only an hour or so away from setting and we lay on a hill in the grass, resting.
Pepper has been unwilling to even look in my eyes, for they usually begin to wonder elsewhere. But I only laugh. Being nude is nothing to be embarrassed about. I mean, he knows every girl should have the same parts as all the others. Just because he doesn't know what they look like or is not used to seeing them, doesn't mean its not there. Then again, in the smallest way it does make me feel a little uncomfortable. Being human means crushing waves of emotions. Like embarrassment, something Pepper himself shows often. Anger, something we both create almost every time we speak to another. And depression, the very thing that is slowly creeping up on Pepper this very moment.
"Please," he begs, squeezing his eyes closed. "Put the clothes back on. Why do you have to be like that?"
"No way, it feels good." It's true. "Plus, when you are running it makes you go faster. Without all the air resistance holding you back you wouldn't believe what all you can do."
No joke. No comment. No nothing. Pepper keeps his mouth closed. What's wrong with him? I shake my head, not caring enough to ask. I've got more important stuff to think about anyway. Like what exactly am I going to do in the next few days? In that little time I'm going to turn back into my demon self. He's not going to want to be around something he wants to kill— well, not kill but deeply despises. And I can't just leave him in the middle of nowhere like his father. The human flesh eating demon could show up and devour every last bit of him.
Too many hours to count go by as Pepper and I take up a steady jog. He must be extremely fit. I know we've been at it for five hours— possibly more. I wonder how he does it. In my years of searching I always found myself running. Either for the fun of it or because I was being chased. That's my guess on how I can go for so long.
It's when the moon's directly above our heads that Pepper and I turn in for the night. We settle in the tall branches of the tree and fall asleep.
' K a g o m e '
It's been about three days since Tanaka took off. Inuyasha has tried countless times to track her scent, but it always ends at the river of our argument. It's waters must be washing away her smells. The more times I'm asked about what happened that moment and after it the memory gets more hazy. Making Inuyasha even more infuriated with me. Making me feel all the more worthless.
It's like the moment Tanaka left, everything behind her died. No one other than Sango and Shippo will even talk. And Miroku's too busy "warding off the evil" Inuyasha might bring with his constant physical and verbal lashing out. Whether it's taking down trees or barking at one of us, no pun intended, if you're in a hearing radius of that it will not be a happy day.
It is dinnertime and we are all gathered at the table. Without Tanaka there's hardly any kind of conversation going on. No one made a sound. All the trees paused. The near by river frozen. And the construction going on is muted.
I bring up the courage to be the first to speak, "Inuyasha, this is wrong." So very wrong.
He glances reluctantly into my eyes, a piece of fish hanging from his mouth. "What?" His tone is artic. Clearly he blames me for everything that has happened.
"It's just that…" I gulp loudly, barely getting it down, and fiddling with my fingers in my lap. "Ever since Tanaka showed up in our lives you've changed into a completely different person." I'm not meaning to yell but I can't help it. All this has been bottled up inside my head for days. It's driving me insane! "Inuyasha," The words keep coming, "I don't know who you are anymore. Every spec of the day is all about finding Tanaka." And coming. "Your focus isn't even on finding the Shards anymore." And coming. "I want it to go back the way it used to be. It's obvious that she's not coming back—"
"Damn it Kagome, if you don't shut up I'm going to lose my mind!" He yells through gritted teeth, voice almost sounding strained. "Unless you have forgotten," He stands to tower over my head with bubbling fury, "The Shards have been fused inside Tanaka. And I don't think we need to remind everyone who's fault that is." Inuyasha takes his seat, calming in the slightest as he picks his food back up. "Anyway, I know Tanaka didn't run away. Do you really think after all this time that she's been looking for me that she would all of a sudden leave?" Now instead of being upset, Inuyasha sounds totally full of himself! Like someone as 'wonderful' as he doesn't deserve to be ditched like that. God, that is it!
"Hey, now you two," Sango says warily, she knows exactly where this is headed.
"No," I shake my head back and forth, my mind tumbling with jumbling thoughts swirling everywhere. "Inuyasha SIT!"
Over and over, I keep repeating the phrase. He is accusing me of everything that has happened to Tanaka when she completely took those actions on her own. She chose to run away I didn't make her. But apparently Inuyasha thinks our dispute caused her to disappear.
"Enough!" The princess's father shouts. "Do you prefer sleeping in the wild? I'll have no problem throwing you out if you're going to destroy my home."
"No, your Lordship," Comes Miroku, being humble as always.
Without another word to us, the princess gets up to leave with her father, who bids us all a goodnight. Although there will be nothing good about this night. Not while Tanaka is gone. Even Princess Meehann has had a nasty temper. With no one to direct her questions to besides Inuyasha, who's always out looking for Tanaka, about half-demons she's been as sour as ever. Sango's flying on Kilala trying to see if she can spot Tanaka from below. Miroku is forever gone, performing exorcisms for all the paranoid villagers. Shippo is the only one who is able to stay.
I'd like to believe that it's because he wants to stay to make me feel better; but I know better. Shippo is only at my side because he's so young and tiny to do anything.
It's the next morning when Shippo and I take a seat on the edge of the villages well. There's a soft breeze, a mix of vegetables fusing in the airs scent. The day is nice with the warming sun heating my skin. I wish it this feeling could be everlasting.
"Come on, Kagome," he says, tugging on my skirt. "You have to cheer up. Why is it that you can't like Tanaka?"
"The question is why does Inuyasha care so much for her." I snap and I sigh, seeing that I've made him flinch. "I'm sorry, Shippo. It's just that Tanaka wasn't even here that long and already she has grown on Inuyasha. Had that been me when we first met he would have let me go." I shake my head, feeling the tears stream down my cheeks. "He just doesn't understand what this is doing to me."
"You have to think about it though, Kagome. Inuyasha was a completely different person than he is now. From the little that I know, he's had a rough past right?" I nod. "Tanaka has too, and I think that's why he cares so much. Both of them can relate to each other. They can tell each other most of us wouldn't be able to understand or imagine."
"Okay, I get it."
"Where are you going?"
I don't know. I just get up and walk. What does Inuyasha have to say that he can't tell me that I wouldn't understand?
' T A N A K A '
"You're making us stop while you take a bath?" Pepper questions me. "May I ask why?"
"I don't want to stink." Inuyasha wouldn't want a smelly girl. "You should take one when I'm done."
I take a peek at him, waiting for a sexual joke. I'm waiting and waiting but nothing comes. He continues to stare his way through the thin woods to the dirt road we were traveling on. Pepper leans against a giant tree with his arms crossed. Just thinking.
Sighing, I begin my wash, careful not to get my feet bandages wet because they are now the only ones I have. I'm sitting down on the soft earth, scrubbing my legs, when Pepper speaks, "I meant to ask you this earlier."
"What?"
"If you wanted to be nude then why do you still wear that necklace?"
I freeze. Like the warm, inviting water has suddenly turned icy. "It's… it's to… uh," I'm stuttering over my words. How am I going to put this? "It's to keep me bound to someone." What did I go and say that for?
Pepper looks straight ahead, about to look me in the eye when they stroll elsewhere and he looks away. "Inuyasha?"
Yeah, I wish. "No… Kagome." Might as well keep going.
"Why?" His forehead creases in confusion. "If anything she should have put it on those two demons you travel along with."
I don't say anything. What am I supposed to say to that? Do I admit to what I am?
The widening eyes of Pepper are laid on me like a hot smack in the face. I guess that answers my question. He races to my side, getting over his embarrassment of me being naked. He touches my cheeks. My eyes. Hair. Looks down at my body. Twist my necklace between his fingers before he trying to take it off. The jewelry shrieks and Pepper falls back into the water.
"H-how?" now he's stammering. "Tanaka you look human. How is that possible?"
Tears are burning behind my eyes. "It's a long and hard story."
"It's been a long and hard few days." I've never seen his eyes full of so much fury. "You've been lying to me, I think I deserve an answer."
"I haven't lied about anything because I haven't told you anything."
"You told me you had Jewel Shards."
"I do!"
"Then where are you keeping them?"
"Kagome, she… she—"
"Is there even a Kagome or an Inuyasha? Or were you lying about that too?"
"No, I wasn't!"
"You know what? This is insane. You are insane."
I shake my head, because that is all I can do.
' K A G O M E '
Princess Meehann and I have stayed up late with each other. Both of us have been waiting for Inuyasha all night, but for very different reasons. She wants an update. I simply just want to see the sight of him. Remember how he used to act. With him gone all the time it almost makes me wish we were back in time and he was searching for Kikyo. That's got to be a new low, right?
Seriously, because what am I upset for? I… I love Inuyasha? Yes. I do. I do love him. Tanaka may too but she's so small. Not Shippo small, but five year old child small. There's no possible way for there to be any romantic relationship to go on. So what am I really depressed about?
That he's not going to me for things that trouble him? As Shippo has said. That his attention has a new spotlight? Tanaka. That I can't relate to his past problems? Growing up and being half of what you were constantly around— humans while everyone sees you as an outcast. That were not the same things? A half-demon and me a human.
Finally the door slides open, revealing his silver hair glimmering in the moon light.
"Inuyasha!" I leap from my sit, thrilled to have him back. Though he looks none to happy. The big smile on my face vanishes.
I hate Tanaka. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. Because of her Inuyasha is suffering. Hurting. He's locked himself away and won't let anyone help. Or tell us what's wrong. I wish she was dead.
Tears stack themselves up against my eyes. "What's wrong?" My tone is defeated, broken. Do you see Tanaka? Do you see what you have done to him? I grab at Inuyasha shirt, shaking him. "Tell me!"
Gently, he takes my hands, the first sign of affection he's shown me in awhile, but then I feel the smooth silk of fabric. I hear Princess Meehann gasp. I refuse to look as she rubs it between her fingers.
"Is this…" she swallows, "this is from the gown I gave her isn't it."
Inuyasha closes his eyes, forehead creased with sorrow, and he nods. "I found it washed up on the riverbank."
"That means she must've fell in." She adds, Inuyasha nodding again. "But, then, does that mean…"
Oh, god, no Meehann don't say it! I didn't mean it! I take it back.
"Does that mean she has passed on?"
"No!" I blurt, shaking my head so roughly that it might just fall off. "She can't. She's not dead!" It's not that I actually like her but what would that do to Inuyasha if what I wished for was true?
"How would you know?" His tone is saying it all, that her existence here is fading from his mind. "We don't even know where she is."
"She's got the Shards though."
"All the more reason she should be dead."
I blink. Open shut open shut. "How can you say that?"
"The faster you accept it, the easier it becomes."
"So that's it? You're just going to give up on looking for her?"
Inuyasha shrugs, "We'll be leaving tomorrow. Unless something of her turns up, then yeah, everything will be like it was before." I try to hard to block the misery in every way it's shown on his features.
Wrapping my arms around Inuyasha, I tell him all will be okay. Tomorrow will be great with or without our gone-too-soon companion. Although I can't help myself from burying my face in his chest and smiling.
Unless something of her turns up, then yeah, everything will be like it was before.
Inuyasha, I'm counting on your words.
