Demonatra; An InuKag Story
I moved to lay comfortably in Inuyasha's arms. I had told him I was going to tell him the story of my past, but that doesn't mean that i'm going to tell him every little detail.
I started from the beginning.
" I've known Kouga since I was a kid- like four or five. He was my best friend along with Kikyou. . . now that I think about it- He's always had a crush on me. I-" I took a deep breath and tried to force the memories out from behind the thick wall I put them in, " Kikyou was my very best friend. We had a very complicated relationship. It was that ' Love to Hate' thing that only siblings can pull off. We hung out everyday, Kouga would come over every morning wearing his batman backpack and spider-man shoes, we'd eat breakfast- Dad always made us the most fattening and delicious thing he could think of- then we'd head off to school. Kikyou is almost eleven years older then me, and Kouga was always two grades ahead of me."
" but you and Kouga are the same age."
" He was real smart back then."
" Oh, wait, Kikyou was just finishing High school when I met her."
" I was the brains of my family. . . I Actually already finished college."
" You did?" Inuyasha looked completely stunned.
" Yeah. While I was studding ahead and skipping grades, Kikyou was making out and," I lowered my voice, I always despised this part, " Doing the nasty behind the bleachers. She was still in middle school when I was a senor."
" She said she was a virgin when we talked about it." He seemed so natural- so at ease with talking about doing the nasty. He acted like it was nothing at all.
" She was pregnant when she finally got to be a Junior in High school when she was eighteen. That's when she really buckled down. ' I never want to go through the pain of having children again,' she told me, ' their all stupid little brats- not even worth the trouble they are!' she finished high school when she was nineteen. . . she copied my SAT answers. . .
"anyway, I started to date Kouga when I finished middle school. But I stopped almost ten years later," I grew sad, this was the worst part, " and he started asking questions about my dad. He started asking Kikyou questions about my dad. He thought my father- my very own flesh and blood- was raping me. And Kikyou told him that he was. . .
" She made up this whole story about how I was pregnant with his bastard child, that I was having an abortion. Kikyou was always Jealous of the relationship I had with my father. Just as I was her and my mom.
" He went missing soon after that. And turned up dead- no that wouldn't be the right description- he turned up raped and dead. With lipstick on his lip and his. . . down there. . . Kikyou, she was the prime suspect with Kouga, they were horrible murderers. Stabbed him eighteen times and left the knife at the SOC."
" SOC?" Inuyasha asked.
" Scene of Crime. Anyways, the charges were dropped, They had a good lawyer. And Kikyou ran away. I told Kouga to get out of my life forever, packed my mom up, and moved here, to Demonatra, where I met Sango and Miroku- and eleven years later- Inuyasha, Kohaku, Rin, and Souta. And that, sir, is my life's story."
" Wow. . ."
" Yeah."
" I never knew. . . I would have never. . ."
" i'm glad things turned out as they did."
" What?"
" i'm glad. I like how my life is now, I mean, i'm sad I had to lose my pappa like that, but he's in a better place now."
" Wow."
" Yeah."
" So, then. . . if you told him to get out of your life, why is he just now coming back?"
" I don't know, and That's what scares me. And why is he hanging around with that Naraku character, huh?"
" I don't know, but something doesn't feel right. Naraku's not the type to hang around- from what you tell me- people like Kouga."
" What do you mean?" I asked, confusion littering my voice.
" Naraku- he's bad, Kagome, you don't want to hang around the likes of him. He's not only ' Gang Banger ' material, he's the complete definition of ' Bad Guy. '" Inuyasha's hand absently stroked my hair as he spoke, " He's been to hell and came back with the Devils Crown. He's killed a lot of people, and I mean, a lot.
" Kikyou- I don't even know why she's attracted to him. She seemed like such a sweet girl, at least That's what I got when I met her. Sweet, Kind, Innocent. But I guess I was seeing her sister, not Actually her. . ." he trailed off. I turned in his arms and met his eyes.
" She's attracted to him because he's bad. She used to absolutely love the whole ' Bad boy ' facade. But that wasn't enough to fuel her, she needed more. She went after worse and worse men. People so scrubby and dirty that even flies fled when they came near. Papa and her fought more often- all over her, um, love life. The last thing he ever said to her was that when she got Aids, that he was going to be there to say, ' Ha, Ha, ' and ' Told ya` so. '
" That's when it got really bad. She, got into some. . ."
" Deep shit?" he offered.
" Yeah. She was on methamphetamine. Always drunk, stealing, I guess you could call her my Evil Twin. Then papa went missing."
we were quiet for a little while before he finally changed the subject.
" you never did tell me about your mother."
" Mamma? What about her?"
" Why was she like that- that day."
" She's, uh, depressed. She's been like that ever since Kikyou went berserk and my dad died. It drove her crazy, the only time I see her acting normal is when we are alone together- and even then she's not normal."
" Doesn't that ever scare you?"
" all the time, but It saddens me more than anything." I told him as I pulled my head up so he could move his arm under it and stroke my hair from behind.
" Saddens you?" he repeated.
" Yeah, seeing how she is now, and then remembering how it was then. . . you know I had a little brother, right?"
" you did?"
" Yeah, and a little sister, twins, Kirara and Kiaya Hope."
" Hope? Not Higurashi?"
" No, they live with a very nice family in Tokyo Japan. With Mr. and Mrs. William Hopewell, how could they even miss us?"
" Hopewell? You said Hope."
" Mrs. Hopewell thought Kiaya and Kirara Hope sounded better because Hopewell suggested that you were merely hoping well, but Hope, that implied that you were hope. And being the very definition of hope is so much better than just hoping well. They will be our little Hopes. Bloody hell, but they were good parents."
" Bloody hell?"
" Shut up."
" As you wish, my little hope."
" That makes no sense, Inuyasha." I winked at him.
" what doesn't?"
" Your little comment about me being your Little Hope. Hopes a good thing, and it means a lot to people, so you can't call a lotta hope your little hope, it just doesn't comprehend with each other, their unmanageably not able to be in the same sentence unless one of those anagrams, you know, lotta hope is to little hope as unicorn is to horse. It just doesn't make sense."
" Now that didn't make sense, Kagome. Unicorn is to horse?"
" Unicorns are the complete opposite of horses."
" And you know that how?"
" I'm part of the very intellectual Female Organization, we all know it." I grinned at him.
" Ah, and I guess i'm part of the Intellectual Male Organization?"
" No."
" No?"
" No. your part of the very Volgar and Egocentric Male Organization."
" Here we go again."
" Here we go again? What on earth is that supposed to mean?"
" Why do you insist on calling me names that I have no hope of knowing?"
" I told you what volgar means."
" no you said that your less than stupid without at least an hour of sleep."
" fine, volgar means annoying. . . sometimes predictable, bad, aggravating, Actually, volgar is the perfect word to describe men."
" including me?"
" no, but some of your less gentlemanly habits can conclude under the title of volgar."
" oh? And what would be the perfect word for women?" he asked and tickled my sides a bit.
" Um," I laughed before going silent for a little while, pondering. Then I snapped my fingers and looked up at him with a smile, " Unpredictable."
he looked at me as if he was really deciding something, then, " a perfect word for a perfect girl." and a kiss be fore we both settle down and fall. . . . a. . . sleep. . .
Dear Diary,
i'm in love and I want the world to know,
how, happily, it makes me glow,
the best thing in the world,
is the best when i'm with you!
You make me happy-
when skies are blue,
my knees go weak,
my heart melts for you,
I think i'm in love,
if I closed my eyes,
I think I would fly.
Did You Know: That originaly, the end of the Diary-Poem said, "I think I would fly/ like the biggest of doves"?
Did You Know: That this chapter was the most difficult to write out of them all?
Did You Know: That it took six hours to finish the poem because I was in a creative stump?