A/N: Okay this chapter is a little long I hope you don't mind. I really don't want to give too much away so I'll just let you read on and then you can tell me what you think afterward.
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Obsessed, Devoured and Disturbed
Chapter 11: Without
The morning sun bathed the forest ground upon which the travelers trekked. Inuyasha had decided that they would set out to hunt down the creature that had murdered the kindhearted Jun. He was utterly determined to avenge the young boy who was taken away so brutally. From the way that his body had been mutilated, Inuyasha had concluded that the culprit was unlike any demon he had fought before being that it actually took the time to do such a thing. He figured that it was also intelligent and not just brawn considering the organization of the murder. He had thought about Naraku, but then he realized, Naraku truly didn't have a motive to want Jun dead. And even if he did, Naraku was not for the 'hands-on carnage.' No, he was too warped for that, and so would incarnate others to do his dirty work for him. And besides, Inuyasha would've at least been able to pick up on Naraku's scent had it been done by one of Naraku's incarnations. But I couldn't pick up on the scent of anything but blood, I don't get it. He definitely didn't do that to himself. Keh! That's ridiculous! Someone's screwing with me. And I don't like it! Inuyasha thought grimly, as he and Miroku ran through the forest, Sango, Kagome and Shippo following behind on Kirara.
Suddenly, he skid to a halt, sensing something evil in the area. His ears perked up as a threatening scent reached his nostrils causing him to let out a most animalistic growl.
"You sense it too, Inuyasha." Miroku's eyes narrowed warily into the distance.
"Something's up ahead." Inuyasha ground out.
"A demon?" Miroku questioned knowingly.
"Oh yeah!" Inuyasha gripped the hilt of his sword, smirking with readiness into the open forest before them.
"What's going on?" Sango shouted as she sat upon Kirara.
"Looks like we've got company." Inuyasha replied with confident sarcasm.
Sango nodded simply as she dismounted Kirara along with Kagome, who retrieved an arrow from her quiver, in preparation for whatever was to come.
An eerie breeze seemed to glide throughout the forest gloving their forms in an unnerving cold despite the warm summer heat. Inuyasha could feel whatever was ahead approaching closer, causing him to grip his sword even tighter. Suddenly, a black blur flew past his head leaving a fine yet deep cut upon his cheek. "What the...!" Inuyasha turned around, ignoring the feeling of the warm liquid that coursed down his left cheek.
"What was that?" Miroku turned as he held his staff defensively in front of him, studying the area with a sharp eye.
"I don't know, whatever it was, it's fast!" Inuyasha frowned as he drew his Tessaiga holding it in the ready position. Just then, a feeling like sharp glass drove into Inuyasha's back causing him to stumble slightly forward and meet the unseen attacker with a swing of his sword. "What the hell is this thing!"? Inuyasha shouted in frustration as yet another attack ripped at his kimono tearing the material apart. He could feel the warm liquid seeping through his robes, whatever was attacking was strong. "Damn it!"
"Ooh, I don't like this!" Shippo was terrified as he hid deep into Kagome's hair. The raven-haired girl could only drag her eyes warily over the area, a deep fear rising in the pit of her stomach at the known yet unseen presence of their attacker.
"It's so fast! It's almost like it's invisible!" Sango commented as she held Hiraikotsu steady behind her in preparation to strike.
Suddenly Inuyasha seemed to become strangely quiet. His clawed fingers wrapped smartly around the hilt of his sword as he blocked out all audible distractions. Not even the wind could be heard blowing in his sensitive ears. He closed his eyes to further his concentration holding his sword before him in his usual starting position. He was completely still, absorbing himself in his own mental abilities and skill as a fighter.
"What's he-" Kagome furrowed her brows.
"SHH!" Miroku held up his hand to silence Kagome's question. Understanding, she spared the area more intense gazes, keeping an eye out for the mysterious black blur that was their assailant.
Not seconds later did Inuyasha make lightening quick movements, so fast that the others weren't aware that he had moved until they noticed his sword impaling a dark figure to an afar tree through its torso.
"Well done, Inuyasha!" Miroku praised as he and the others made their way over towards the trapped figure.
It squirmed beneath the thick tooth-like razor that held it captive. A trickle of blood crept through its pale lips, which were the only things visible from under its black cloak hood. A few droplets of crimson liquid painted the forest floor beneath the tree as it made an attempt to remove the sword, but upon touching it, a repelling shock prevented it from doing so. "Hn! Perfect." It chuckled to itself hoarsely.
"Well, well, look what we have here. A dumbass on a skewer. My favorite!" Inuyasha grumbled, folding his arms as he and the others examined the creature closely. Kirara began to make soft and low growls into its direction, which seemed to cause it to chuckle slightly.
"What fools you are." It spoke in a low rasping voice as it began to choke on its own blood.
"Who's the one pinned to a tree, moron?" Inuyasha growled.
"You, half-breed...you were once trapped just as I am now. And yet still, my state is much more inviting. For your destiny will soon awaken." Its lips curled into a smirk from under the darkness of the hood. Its eyes were not visible, yet the wickedness of its soul was still obvious.
"What did you say?" Inuyasha narrowed his eyes. From the scent of the creature, he was more than certain that it was a demon. However, there was something so disturbing and creepy about it. How does he know about that? Wait. Could he have done it? Did he murder the kid?
"You heard me half-breed." Just then, it raised its head making its face completely visible to the travelers. The sight caused them all to gasp in horror.
"His eyes!" Kagome blinked.
"They're gone!" Shippo finished. Indeed, the creature before them was eyeless as it 'stared' at them through vacant pits of tissue and flesh.
"I do not see with my eyes. But with my soul. I see that which can not be seen." It spoke.
"What do you want?" Inuyasha demanded.
"Why should I tell you half-breed? HUNH!" For his insolence, Inuyasha grabbed a hold of his sword hilt, twisting the weapon slightly and causing the demon much pain and discomfort.
"Either you start talking, or I start digging for entrails." Inuyasha warned darkly.
The demon chuckled once more, much to the annoyance and confusion of his interrogators. "Such anger. I guess that is to be expected from someone with your insecurities."
"Save me the lecture and tell me what the hell you want!" Inuyasha shouted as he tightened his grip upon his sword causing it to shift painfully within the demon's torso, a groan escaping its blood dripping lips.
"Very well. If you must know, I was sent here on a mission." The demon began.
"What kind of mission? Who sent you!" Inuyasha yelled, tightening his grip once more, causing the demon to wince in pain.
"Salvage. I was to collect the blood of the half-breed, Inuyasha." The demon continued.
"Blood?" Sango reiterated with a frown.
"What for? Who sent you? Tell me!" Inuyasha demanded harshly, jerking his sword out of reflex and causing a surge of pain to wash throughout the demon.
"Ah! Naraku! Naraku requested that I collect your blood. I am a seer, and with my skills and your blood, it could be used to carry out his wishes!" The demon explained through gritted teeth.
"Naraku?" Inuyasha repeated darkly, his eyes turning to little slits. What the hell is that bastard up to now? "What does Naraku want with my blood?"
"I know not. He did not say, only that I was to collect your blood, but not to kill you." The demon strained.
"So, he's at it again. What is it this time?" Inuyasha said mostly to himself, he raised his eyes once more as he noticed the demon chuckling.
"Perhaps he is playing on your weakness." The demon seer spoke in a breathy tone.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Inuyasha questioned with ire.
"The girl." The demon's head turned slightly as it 'looked' into Kagome's direction, a dark smirk dancing upon its lips. "I sense betrayal."
"Some seer you are!" Shippo began. "Inuyasha and Kagome already made up about what happened with Kikyo! You're way behind!"
Sango saw the look of fear and worry etched upon her friend's features. Kagome stood frozen, her brown eyes wide as she struggled to remain standing. Guilt was overcoming her once again, and all she could do was pray that the demon seer would not speak the truth.
"Keh! The brat's right! Kagome and I are way past that issue! I think the blood has completely left your brain." Inuyasha huffed.
The demon smirked once more. "A secret is it? Such darkness, such lust...passion." The demon continued. Kagome could feel the palms of her hands beginning to turn clammy as a bead of sweat trickled down her temple. Her bottom lip quivered as she tried to speak, but her lungs refused to fill with air, depriving her of the ability.
"What are you talking about?" Inuyasha spared the demon a wary gaze.
A dark guttural chuckle escaped its throat before it spoke once more. "She has a darkness greater than your own. The past will return to haunt you both. Lives will be lost. Blood and tears will be shed. All because of one night of-" Just then the demon choked back as it found a large object penetrating its throat, rupturing its wind pipe and ultimately ending its life. It took a moment for everyone's minds to register what had happened. Blinking a few times, their brains finally caught on to what had delivered the final fatal blow. It was Hiraikotsu.
"Sango!" Miroku spared the demon slayer a shocking stare.
"What do you think you're doing Sango!" Inuyasha griped.
Staring at the dead demon for a spell, the look upon Sango's face was unreadable as she answered Inuyasha in a bland tone. "His ramblings were useless. We should concentrate on finding Naraku and figuring out what he planned to do with a demon seer and your blood."
"Since when do you call the shots around here?" Inuyasha snapped. "I had already decided that we would find whatever took out the kid!"
"For all we know, Naraku had something to do with that also." Sango sighed. "Think about it Inuyasha, you said it yourself, Naraku had no motive to want Jun dead...other than him knowing you, that is. Naraku will do anything to tear you down, even if that means killing innocent people around you. I think it's wise to stick to the original plan, and seek Naraku out. I have a feeling that all of this and more will eventually lead us to him anyway." Sango finished as she retrieved her weapon from the demon's neck. She spared Kagome a glance from the corner of her eye. The other girl appeared shocked. The two locked gazes, Sango casting her a knowing look causing Kagome to close her eyes in realization of her friend's silent message.
"She's right Inuyasha." Miroku added. "Something about all of this is just leading me to believe that Naraku is in some way involved. If we find Naraku, we find Jun's killer. That's how we can avenge him."
Inuyasha spared the two of them a glance for a moment. Shifting his eyes toward Kagome, he noticed her demeanor seemed strange. If he didn't know any better he'd think she appeared...relieved. The hell's with her? Shaking it off, he released a hearty sigh. "Fine! Even if I don't find Jun's killer that way, kicking Naraku's ass is just as comforting." Turning on his heels, he removed his sword from the demon's torso, flicking the blood off into the air splattering scarlet liquid upon the nearby bushes and floral life, before sheathing it. He then continued forward, ahead of the others. Though he seemed nonchalant on the outside, the demon seer's words never left him.
"She has a darkness greater than your own. The past will return to haunt you both. Lives will be lost. Blood and tears will be shed. All because of one night of-"
Inuyasha furrowed his eyebrows as he ran the words over and over again in his mind. One night? One night of what?
The others followed close behind. "We seem to be traveling in sporadic directions." Miroku noted.
"My guess is that Inuyasha's feeling guilty about Jun, he's losing his sense of direction. Not that it was ever perfect, but he's never been this off!" Shippo added.
"He mentioned that he was unable to pick up on the scent of whatever did it, yes?" Miroku continued.
"Yeah, I'm guessing that's gotta be even more frustrating. I mean what sort of thing could trick Inuyasha's nose? It's all so strange." Shippo finished.
Sango and Kagome only rode silently upon Kirara's back, thoughts swimming throughout their minds stealing them from reality briefly.
I guess I'm really keeping my mouth shut. Kagome, you can't keep this up. You're only making it harder on yourself. Let it go already. All Sango wished for was Kagome's happiness, and it was more than obvious that her friend was anything less than miserable at the moment. Let it go. Sango nibbled on her inner lip, releasing an inaudible sigh as she idly scratched behind Kirara's ears. Let him go.
She could feel her feet beginning to weaken beneath her with every step. Not even with the aid of her soul gatherers could she gain the energy and strength she had before her encounter with Nozomi. The periodic attacks seemed to destroy a small portion of herself with every occurrence. Her head would fill with a raging fire so intense that if she had a pulse, she knew that it would beat through her flesh.
She fell to her knees, feeling the world beginning to swirl around her. The torment was not the fact of being taken under, but knowing that she was under someone else's control made it that much worse.
"Priestess..." The Voice called to her.
"No...not..." Kikyo strained as she palmed her temple.
"He will come. Your opportunity to fulfill your desire will soon arise."
I can feel him. He's so close now. Inuyasha. Kikyo's subconscious spoke.
"Now is your chance. Finish it."
Just then another surge of pain shot throughout the dead priestess' being, causing her to cry out. "AH!" She then fell over onto her back, writhing upon the forest floor. The merciless rays of sunlight beat upon her form, making her vision blurry and clouding her mind. Just as she felt that the attack was over, she released a shaken sigh, until...
"AHHH!" Kikyo screamed out in sheer agony.
"It will take much more than that, to fulfill your desire. Hush now, it will all be over soon."
Her body then began to convulse and tremble as the world around her soon faded into darkness.
"Perfect."
The travelers had made it further into the depths of the forest as they continued on with their journey. Inuyasha had been mostly silent and distant from the others, more so surprisingly, Kagome. This of course tore Kagome apart from the inside out, he hadn't even learned the truth yet, and already he was giving her the cold shoulder. He's gonna hate me for sure. She had broken her hold on him, and truly if he decided he wanted to leave, there would be no one who could stop him. Not even her.
"Inuyasha, not to question your sense of direction, however, do you have an idea of where Naraku could possibly be hiding out this time?" Miroku questioned as he walked beside Inuyasha.
"Yeah." Inuyasha answered shortly. "I'm following the scent of that demon."
"Ah, I see. Doubling back on his path. Very clever. However, there's no sure way to tell if he came directly from Naraku's location." Miroku responded.
"True, but it's a start. And anyway, I think I'm on to something." Inuyasha replied flatly.
They traveled a few moments further in complete silence. The ambiance of the surrounding forest life was all that could be heard as they all followed Inuyasha's lead, keeping on a close look out for any suspicious activity. A cloud shifted in front of the afternoon sun, shading the earth below briefly and relieving them slightly of its natural heat. Everything seemed calm...too calm. It soon brought up an uneasy feeling as each of them examined the area carefully.
A movement in a nearby bush caught Inuyasha's attention as he quickly turned into its direction. He could sense it. Something was wrong. "Wait here!" He quickly rushed towards the bushes leaving his friends behind.
"Huh? Wait Inuyasha!" Miroku called out to him as he and the others trailed behind the hanyou.
Inuyasha sliced his way through the tall forestry, trying to make his way towards the bushes. Finally, just as the scent had caught his nose, he saw it, or rather...her. Kikyo? His breath caught in his throat as his eyes widened at the sight of the unconscious priestess. Her hair tousled all around her, as she appeared worn and hurt, despite the lack of scars.
Miroku was the first to catch up with Inuyasha as he stood behind the silver-haired hanyou. "Inuyasha, what is it?" It was then that Miroku caught sight of Kikyo's unconscious form as he released a shocked gasp. "Kikyo?"
Kagome had made it just in time to hear the woman's name called and she immediately felt her heart speed up in pace. Her breathing suddenly became labored as she caught a glimpse of the priestess' robes upon the forest floor. Kikyo? What's going on?
"What do you think happened to her?" Sango questioned, only Inuyasha failed to answer.
Inuyasha knelt down beside her form. He noticed that her soul gatherers continued to gift her with souls of the dead, however she failed to awaken. What happened? His eyes grew softer upon seeing her lying there helpless and hurt. Without a second thought, he collected her limp body into his arms. Standing to his feet, he turned to face Miroku and Sango, purposely keeping his amber gaze away from Kagome's form. "We have to get her inside somewhere." Inuyasha was determined.
"Right." Miroku only nodded. He knew that questioning Inuyasha's actions or challenging them in any way would be both useless and to some degree, unwise.
"Come on! There has to be a village or something nearby!" Inuyasha ran ahead, Kikyo in his arms.
Miroku followed behind, as Sango and Kagome stood silent for a moment. A sorrowful look lingered upon Kagome's features before she mounted Kirara along with Sango.
"Oh great! Not again!" Shippo sighed.
Sango released a sigh of her own. She knew that things would be even more complicated now. Oh Kagome. Swallowing, she urged Kirara to continue after Inuyasha and Miroku.
They had travelled for what seemed like mere moments before they had finally neared a local village in the area. Inuyasha frantically searched the dwelling for a place to rest Kikyo. He was so headstrong that he failed to acknowledge the piercing stares of the villagers.
"Inuyasha, perhaps we should stop for a moment." Miroku placed a hand upon his friend's shoulder.
"What?" Inuyasha frowned. It was then that an old woman approached the group. No fear or wariness was evident in her eyes as she spared Kikyo's limp body a glance.
"A priestess? She is injured, no?" The old woman spoke. She was so diminutive that Inuyasha had to look around for the owner of the voice. Below to his right, there stood the old woman, a warm smile upon her face.
"She needs help." Inuyasha replied.
"I see. Come, we will take her into my hut. I have medicines and a rather comfortable bed to offer." The old woman answered.
"We appreciate your hospitality." Miroku thanked the old woman as the group followed behind her.
"I am glad to help." The old woman spoke. "I am Yuuka. I am the village mid-wife here, and so you will find my home to be filled with many supplies for my profession." Yuuka explained.
"I see. My name is Miroku, and these are my friends Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, and Shippo." He then heard Kirara whine in her small form as she perched upon Sango's shoulder. "Oh yes, and Kirara."
"It is nice to meet all of you." Yuuka paused for a moment as if waiting for him to continue. Once she noticed that he had nothing more to say, she continued on her own. "And the priestess?"
"Oh yes, my apologies. The priestess is Kikyo." Miroku finished.
Yuuka stopped suddenly, causing the travelers to do the same. She had her back to them and so they could not see her face. It was obvious that they had not yet reached her home and so her sudden halt was quite alarming. She then bent down to pick something up off of the ground. Turning, she had a bright smile plastered upon her face. "Oh how clumsy of me! I'm always dropping this." She held up her coin pouch for them to see, they all sighed in relief. She turned then and continued towards her home. "They say that one day I may actually lose it. I have a mind to sew it to my garments." She chuckled slightly causing the others to laugh slightly to humor her elderly jokes, save for Inuyasha.
Kagome couldn't help but notice his distant behavior. It was even more so now with the appearance of Kikyo. She sighed inwardly, lowering her eyes to the ground. I can't get upset over this. She obviously needs help. And after all, he promised me. He promised to stay with me. She thought sadly. They had made it to Yuuka's hut. Inuyasha had laid Kikyo down within Yuuka's spare bedding, sitting beside her then and looking upon her with an unreadable expression.
"Shippo and I will go and retrieve some water." Miroku raised.
"What? Why me?" Shippo pouted, he caught sight of Miroku's warning eye. Miroku rarely looked at him like that, and so Shippo knew that he was serious. Sighing, he hopped onto the monk's shoulder and went with him to fill a bucket with fresh water for Kikyo.
"Kagome, I was going to help Yuuka with dinner, did you want to-"
"Coming." Kagome immediately stood to her feet, quickly trekking her way out of the hut barely breaking into a run. Sango watched the other girl breeze past her with widened eyes. She hadn't expected Kagome to react in such a way. She then allowed her eyes to linger upon Inuyasha as he sat beside an unconscious Kikyo. His eyes never left the sleeping priestess' form, he was almost entranced.
Shaking her head slightly, Sango left the hut to go after Kagome and Yuuka. This is getting more and more painful.
Koga stood under a waterfall in his nude form allowing the cool waters to wash over him in a powerful comforting jet of pressure. His raven tresses spilled all around him like liquid silk, sticking to his wet flesh in wild segments. The trickles of water ran over his ripped muscles in slow and steady droplets. He gazed at the waist-high water below him through lowered lids. His once icy blue orbs appeared to be deep pools of coal black voids that one could easily become lost in, and never found again.
Stepping from beneath the fall, he made his way towards dry land, raising his head allowing the warm heat of the sun to capture him in its loving and fiery embrace. The rays of light seemed to reflect off of his glistening flesh as he shook his head to free his long black strands of the lingering wetness. He raised his hand up and began staring at it intently. A memory flashed into his mind then. Even just the slightest recollection was enough to bring back that familiar sensation that he craved so much to release...
"Kagome." He whispered her name into the smooth flesh of her shoulder as he trailed his hands upon her abdomen feeling the satiny sensations that they triggered beneath his fingertips. He felt her muscles quiver with every ministration, and it was then that he knew he could wait no longer. Leaning in, he began to place feather light kisses upon the exposed flesh, working his way further upward towards her chest.
Kagome could do nothing but throw her head back giving Koga better access to her clavicle, bosom, and belly; all areas of her body which he explored and tasted. An anticipation arose within her lower stomach, as she clenched at his silky locks in preparation for what was soon to come...
Memories of that night arose within his mind once more, reawakening sensations in his lower regions. He cursed to himself at his body's reaction to such erotic and passionate thoughts...
...Feeling himself being pushed over the edge, Koga tightened his grip upon her wrists that he had unknowingly pinned above her head. He opened his eyes slightly, catching sight of her bare neck. He was so tempted to go through with it, he could see the vein peering through her flesh, begging him to finish it and claim her for his own. No, not yet, just this. Let me be in this. He shook the thought away and only absorbed himself in the moment gripping her wrists even tighter, sinking them further into the ground as he roared himself to completion, his body tensing through that enigmatic moment of being lost in the passion of one's lover as he collapsed atop her, fully sated and exhausted.
The two remained connected for a moment, just gazing into the others' eyes, almost mesmerized by the mere thought of being in that state of satisfaction. Koga leaned forward, placing a gentle kiss upon her forehead, and then a final passionate kiss upon her soft and trembling lips. "I love you." He whispered into them before leaving her empty to rest soundly beside her. He had waited for her response, but upon looking at her next to him, he realized that she had fallen asleep. Smiling to himself, he hugged her closer to him then. "I love you so much. Never leave me..."
Koga leaned against a rock, quite weak in the knees at the images that ran mercilessly throughout his mind. That same tightening in his lower regions returned and he cursed in anguish.
"Worry not young wolf prince. Soon, you will get the release that you deserve." The Voice spoke.
I need Kagome.
"And you will have her. Until then...relax..." The Voice spoke to him in warm whispers that wrapped his soul in smooth velvet causing him to collapse to the ground, leaning his back against a large rock.
Thank you. Nozomi heard the voice of Koga's subconscious slur.
"Your pleasure is mine." She replied back as she collapsed onto her back breathing heavily. A few droplets of sweat sheened her forehead as a guttural chuckle erupted from within. Her chuckles then grew into laughs and soon after loud cackles. Victory was on her side, the wolf prince had finally broken, and chaos would then ensue. "Got him! And to think, that was all it took." Nozomi continued her maniacal laughter as she lied down in a field of flowers. She could feel him now, every impulse, every desire...every satisfaction. We are now one. Wolf prince you belong to me.
She sat up then gazing out into the blankets of color before her. A smirk crawled upon her lips as another sensation coursed through her. "And now priestess, you shall be the first."
Inuyasha gently placed the cool rag upon Kikyo's forehead as a means to somehow wake her. It was so difficult to watch her sleeping there, dead as she was and yet alive. She appeared lifeless, and in many ways Inuyasha suspected that she felt that way as well. The others sat outside of the hut as Yuuka prepared a meal for them. Evening was fast approaching as the atmosphere became quiet and calm. Only the crackles of the fire before them could be heard. Kagome's eyes were fixed on a nearby stone as she sat on her knees awaiting the meal. It was obvious to anyone how truly forlorned she was, and reasons even more obvious than that.
"Might I ask what happened to the priestess?" Yuuka began as she continued to stir in the vegetables.
"Truly we're not certain, we found her lying unconscious in the forest not too far from here." Miroku explained. "However, she is rather important to Inuyasha, and so we could not just simply leave her in any village to be cared for."
"He wishes to be by her side." Yuuka stated, almost knowingly. Her aged eyes rested upon Kagome's form. She could see the hurt in the young girl's eyes and her heart reached out to her. She knew what troubled her so, and she couldn't help but empathize.
"Err, Kikyo is a good friend of Inuyasha's, from his past." Sango began, sensing the rising tension from the individual beside her. "And besides, he would never allow anyone to be left in distress, regardless if he knew them or not." Sango released a small sigh.
"I see. He is rather noble then, your friend." Yuuka smiled.
"Yes, he is." Miroku answered. "He doesn't like to show it much, but deep down he truly has a kind and loving heart. And he especially takes good to protecting those closest to him." Miroku spared Kagome a glance from the corner of his eye then. "Those he loves."
"He is no ordinary demon." Yuuka sighed. "Not at all ordinary."
"Well, he's only a half-demon, not like the rest of us!" Shippo chimed.
"You're all demons?" A confused expression played upon Yuuka's features.
"Oh no! By the rest of us, I mean other full-blooded demons like me." Shippo corrected.
"Oh, I see." Yuuka nodded. She spared Kagome another glance, this time her eyes narrowing inquisitively.
Feeling piercing eyes upon her, Kagome raised her head to find Yuuka staring at her. "Umm, is everything...okay?" She questioned warily.
"The priestess...you and her are-"
"Kikyo!" They suddenly heard Inuyasha sound from inside of the hut. Miroku and Sango decided to peek into the doorway to see what the fuss was about.
"What is it Inuyasha?" Miroku queried.
"Is she awake?" Sango followed. They then saw Kikyo stirring, her eyes blinking rapidly as her vision returned to her.
The room was blurry, and all she could make out were a few mixtures of red and silver. Blinking once more, her brown eyes locked with bright amber ones, surrounded by a long silver mane. It wasn't until she caught sight of the dog-ears that she realized who was leaning over her. "Inu...yasha?" She forced herself to speak.
"I'm here." Inuyasha spoke softly.
"Where...where am I?" Kikyo breathed.
"You're in a village." Inuyasha answered.
"How did I get here?" Kikyo furrowed her eyebrows.
"I found you in the forest. I'm guessing that you passed out, and so I brought you here so that you could be taken care of." Inuyasha explained.
"I...fell." Kikyo slurred as her mind slowly began to recall what had happened.
"Do you remember what happened, Kikyo?" Inuyasha asked as he removed the wet cloth from her forehead.
"I...I can't...I was trying to, escape." Kikyo spoke slowly.
"Escape? From where? Did someone hurt you?" Inuyasha was quickly becoming both angry and worried.
"No...I..." Kikyo trailed as she closed her eyes briefly. She tried to remember all that had happened, however her mind betrayed her and all was blank. "I...can't remember. Inuyasha...so...weak." Kikyo frowned.
Inuyasha studied her for a while. He could see that she was truly confused and distressed. He couldn't help but sympathize with her, she had been through so much when she was alive, and even after death, peril still haunted her. I just wish that you could rest in peace. My Kikyo. Inuyasha released a low sigh as he grabbed her cool hand into his. "Don't worry. You're safe now."
Blinking a few more times, Kikyo allowed her gaze to rest within Inuyasha's. His eyes held such concern and softness that it calmed her weariness. A weak smile spread upon her lips as she clasped his hand back in acceptance. "Thank you, Inuyasha."
Inuyasha granted her a warm smile. It was then that he caught sight of Kagome staring at the two of them through the doorway along with Miroku and Sango. He saw the hurt in her eyes and yet he could also see the frustration. However her frustration didn't seem to be directed towards him. No Kagome, don't be like that. Not those eyes, please. He wished that there were an easy way to tell Kagome his feelings. Truly, Kikyo was important to him, as was her safety. But Kagome, you're important too, don't you see? Releasing Kikyo's hand, he noticed that the three had left the doorway. Lowering his eyes, he clenched the fabric of his fire rat robes. It's not like that, Kagome. Not anymore. But I can't just leave her. I have to be sure that she's safe. I have to be sure that Kikyo finds peace, finally.
Kikyo could sense that Inuyasha was troubled and so she placed a gentle hand upon his knee, much to his surprise.
"Huh?" Inuyasha looked upon Kikyo's form with widened eyes.
"The girl...you care for her, don't you?" Kikyo gazed at him with worn eyes.
"Kikyo." Inuyasha averted his eyes from hers, not feeling at all comfortable discussing such issues with her. When it came to Kagome, he was very avoidant with her, and the same with Kagome when it came to discussing Kikyo. It was just too difficult. Though he had finally made his decision, Kikyo still rested in his mind, and the fact that she was in danger and alone bothered him greatly. That's why I have to take Naraku out. For everyone that I care about. And for Kikyo's peace.
"I understand. And she cares for you. Anyone can see it. The truth rests in her eyes." Kikyo's expression turned serious then. "But whatever you do Inuyasha, do not forget your promise to me."
"Kikyo?" Inuyasha frowned.
"Promise me that when it is your time to leave this world that you will leave in my honor." Kikyo reminded.
Inuyasha sighed gently, placing his hand ontop of Kikyo's on his knee. "I promise." He smiled. He then felt a presence and looked towards the doorway to see Yuuka standing there.
"I apologize for my intrusion." Yuuka bowed her head. "But dinner is served." Yuuka informed. She spared Kikyo a bland glance before slowly turning on her heels and leaving. Stopping shortly, she continued to speak with her back to them. "I will bring you your meal lady Kikyo, you need not worry about straining yourself to stand." Yuuka said in a somewhat unusually solemn tone.
"Thank you. Your kindness is greatly appreciated old woman." Kikyo smiled.
Standing still for a moment, Yuuka failed to return her thanks or look into her direction as she proceeded further outside to begin serving dinner. Kikyo was more than aware of her strange behavior, however, blind to the reason behind it. She noticed that Inuyasha was not moving and frowned. "Inuyasha, do you not wish to eat?"
"I wanna make sure you eat first. I'll grab something later. You don't have to worry about me." Inuyasha assured her.
Outside of the hut, Kagome tried her hardest not to listen in on their conversation, but they sat directly outside of the doorway for their meal, making it nearly impossible not to be able to hear. He's not eating first? That's not like him. She frowned once more at her thought. Well, unless Kikyo is involved. Then he forgets everything. She hated feeling this way whenever Kikyo was mentioned or would appear. She wanted so much to not care. She wanted so much to be able to look upon the other woman with sincerity other than spite, jealousy and in many cases...hatred. No, I can't be that way. I'm better than that.
So much better that you slept with Inuyasha's rival once he had made his decision?
Her mind answered her causing her to think again. Koga. It was interesting in many ways; she had done him just as Inuyasha had done her. Oh my GOD! She thought in horror. How could I have done...I'm horrible! I didn't like it when it was done to me, but then I turn around and do the same thing to Koga? Her eyes widened greatly, drawing the attention of Sango and Miroku.
"Kagome?" Sango began. "Are you alright?" Sango carefully questioned, she was more than certain that the day's turn of events left her feeling less than agitated, but still she was concerned.
"I..." Kagome spoke barely.
"Are you ill dear?" Yuuka questioned.
"I can't..." Kagome placed her meal down before her. She had suddenly lost her appetite. "I'm sorry...but I...please excuse me." With that, Kagome abruptly stood to her feet and headed towards the outer circle of the village. The early evening sun filled the sky with a beautiful cream hue as she made her exit into the distance.
"I'll bet it's Kikyo." Shippo frowned as he sat beside Kirara and continued to eat his meal.
Sighing, Sango watched as her friend disappeared into the open field on the outward portions of the village. "There are many things Shippo." Sango shook her head as she slowly sipped her broth.
"Sango, I would much like to have a talk with you after dinner, yes?" Miroku raised, as his eyes rested upon Sango, seriousness highly evident within them.
"Sure, Miroku." Sango nodded slowly earning a nod from the monk.
Yuuka placed a green onion into her mouth, chewing it over slowly. From her position outside she could see Inuyasha helping Kikyo to sip her stew through the doorway. Lowering her bowl to her lap, she swallowed the contents in her mouth, inhaling the air around her wearily. He truly is something. Yuuka thought to herself as she turned her head slightly to catch sight of a seemingly pea-sized Kagome gazing into the open field before her. "Hmm."
Kagome had been sitting on the outside of the village for hours. So long that the sun was beginning to set in the open sky. A cool breeze whipped through her hair and she rested her arms on her knees. Leaning forward with a sigh, she leaned her chin upon her arms watching the open field before her. Not too far lied a collection of trees that led to the nearby forest. She had so much to think about. Mainly all could do with her thoughts was wish. Wish that she could make everything right. Wish that she could turn back the hands of time. If I had a chance to go back, I would've never slept with Koga. She thought. Frowning she reiterated the thought. No, if I had a chance to go back, I'd wish that I had never come here. Why did I have to meet Inuyasha? Why did Kikyo have to be resurrected? Why...did I have to fall in love with him? A tear slid down her cheek then. "Why can't I make all of this go away?"
The sky became dimmed with a warm sepia glow as the sun began to say its final goodbyes behind the horizon. Kagome quickly dragged her cheek against her forearm as a means to keep her tears from falling. But certain thoughts proved that effort to be futile...
Koga leaned forward, placing a gentle kiss upon her forehead, and then a final passionate kiss upon her soft and trembling lips. "I love you." He whispered into them before leaving her empty to rest soundly beside her. He had waited for her response, but upon looking at her next to him, he realized that she had fallen asleep. Smiling to himself, he hugged her closer to him then. "I love you so much. Never leave me..."
Kagome soon broke down into a shaken cry at the remembrance of the wolf prince's words. They had both comforted her and frightened her so intensely that she failed to respond and chose to feign slumber instead. She had hurt him so much, and yet she didn't mean to. I'm so sorry. If you want to kill me, I understand. I deserve every bit of your hatred. Kagome sniffed as the tears continued to fall down her cheeks. "You weren't just convenient, I know that now. But what you've become...it's my fault." She sobbed helplessly, wanting so much to fix things. Wanting so much for Koga to turn back into his loving and kind self. Well, loving towards her anyway. All you wanted to do was love me. God...is it so hard for me to love someone who actually loves me back? Why do I always chase behind the unattainable? I'm so pathetic!
Well at least you finally admit you're a pathetic, manipulative little whore.
That's right. Someone like me doesn't deserve forgiveness. Not from Koga, not from Inuyasha...I've shamed my family and myself. "Mom...oh mom, I'm so sorry. I'm a total wreck." Kagome continued to sob into her arms.
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you. It's strange what desire will make foolish people do...
She lifted her head then, the world around her blurred from the tears that filled her eyes. Blinking, she allowed them to fall, clearing her vision as she began to stare out into the open field before her once more. It was then that she saw a familiar figure leaning against a tree, its eyes locked directly onto her. She couldn't help the gasp that escaped her throat at the sight of them. Oh no. Kagome's eyes widened once her mind registered their identity. "Koga?"
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you. And I never dreamed that I knew somebody like you...
The wolf prince stood with his arms folded and his ankles crossed in a most attitudinal manner. His dark gaze held her captive as their eyes locked. He looked so different...wild. His hair was no longer kept in its usual ponytail but instead fell freely, flowing gently down his back and across his fiercely handsome countenance.
No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)...
She felt her heart nearly leap out of her chest at the sight of him. Her impulses told her to run, however she could only sit frozen, staring back at him with a terrified gleam in her eyes. He seemed to pick up on her fear as he chuckled slightly to himself. This, of course, failed to soothe Kagome's anxieties as she swallowed a lump that had developed in her throat, her mouth suddenly becoming dry as the two continued to stare across the field. She inwardly cursed herself. How would she go through with it? How could she go through with ending all of this if the very sight of him broiled fear within her? No. She thought in frustration.
No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart). With you, with you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)...
Standing up from the tree, Koga straightened as his eyes filled with darkness, his lips flat and emotionless as his eyes burned into her own. Raising his hand, he simply pointed into her direction, almost as if claiming ownership of lost property. Kagome could feel herself trembling on the inside as she hurriedly backed up on her bottom, scooting away from sight before turning over on her knees, breaking into a run towards the village.
What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way. What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you...
Koga narrowed his eyes as he watched her flee towards the village. Going to him again? He thought venomously. When he looked into her eyes it was almost as if he could read her like a script. Beyond her fear lied something more dark, more complex...more beautiful. A faint smile found its way to his lips at the thought. "Mine."
Nobody loves no one.
Nighttime had fallen upon the land as the travelers settled within Yuuka's hut. Kikyo has fallen asleep once more as Inuyasha rested in a corner with his legs crossed. Though his eyes were closed he had still decided to stay up all night to be sure that no uninvited guest would catch them by surprise. He also wanted to keep a close eye on Kikyo in order to guarantee her safety. Yuuka had agreed to sleep in the guest bedding to insure Kikyo's comfort as the old woman breathed softly in her sleep.
Shippo and Kirara slept soundly beside Kagome, who after many moments of tossing and turning had finally managed to fall asleep herself. Sango and Miroku had yet to return as they remained outdoors talking about certain important matters concerning the group.
"...But you are keeping something from me." Miroku replied. He and Sango had been going back and forth about her not informing him fully on where they all stood currently.
"Miroku, please, let's just go to sleep." Sango sighed.
"So it's true. You and Kagome are up to something." Miroku cocked an eye.
"Where would you get an idea like that?" Sango snapped.
"Well the knowing stares that the two of you cast one another are quite obvious." Miroku said as a matter of factly.
"What knowing stares? What are you talking about Miroku?" Sango frowned.
"I believe you know what I'm talking about dear Sango." Miroku arched an eyebrow.
"It's nothing. Just, girl stuff." Sango waived.
"Ooh, then by all means, do share." Miroku stated with an amorous smirk.
"Get your mind out of the gutter, it's personal, and I promised Kagome that I wouldn't tell anyone." Sango placed her hands on her hips.
"Ah, so the two of you in fact are keeping secrets." Miroku scratched his chin.
"Ugh! No! Will you drop it already!" Sango fumed as she turned on her heels to head back towards the hut. She gasped once she felt Miroku's strong grip around her wrist, pulling her back towards him. "Huh? Miroku!" Sango was shocked once he turned her to face him, holding her upper arms in his arms. "What do you think you're-"
"Sango." His voice was serious, and his eyes heavy with concern.
"Miroku." Sango could feel her face flushing from the closeness at which he held her.
"I'm no fool Sango." Miroku began. "It's not just the behavior between you and Kagome. I can feel it. Deep inside me. I can feel it something is going to happen...no...something is happening right now. I just know it. It's like an unseen attack against us, and once it erupts we'll be helpless against it." Miroku's tone was soft and low. Sango could hear the worry in his voice. "I'm...I'm apprehensive about so many things right now. I'm worried for Inuyasha and Kagome. I'm worried for Shippo...I'm worried for you."
Sango was more than certain that her entire face was flushed at this point as she felt the heat rising to her cheeks. She wanted so much to include Miroku on she and Kagome's plan, however she knew that it was dangerous. Truly, she didn't even want Kagome to go through with it. She more so wanted to tell Inuyasha. But what then? What will happen if I tell Inuyasha all that's happened? A thought came to Sango then, it was random and ridiculous, yet intricate. Is she...protecting him? But that's impossible. "Miroku..." Sango trailed. Suddenly a sensation overcame her as her head felt heavy. Before she knew it, she was falling forward into Miroku's arms.
The two landed on the ground. One would have expected Miroku to have been worried at her sudden fainting spell. However, that was not to be the case. For as it was, Miroku himself had fainted evenly with her as the two rested upon the soft grass, Sango lying over Miroku with her head on his chest.
Inside Yuuka's hut, Inuyasha had fallen over onto his side sinking into a deep sleep. The entire hut was still and silent as all who occupied it lied trapped within the land of dreams and in some cases...nightmares.
"The stage has been set for you. Do what you must." The Voice spoke to Kikyo's subconscious causing the priestess' eye's to shoot open, revealing coal black voids that not even her soul gatherers could fill.
I have to end it. In my honor.
Kikyo slowly sat up then, dazedly scanning the room to clarify everyone's dormant state. She then stood to her feet, making her way towards Inuyasha. Reaching into her sleeve she retrieved her dagger as she crept towards the slumbering hanyou. Her shadow loomed over his form as she knelt beside him, her dagger held over him prepared to strike.
"Do it! End it! End it now!"
Kikyo tightened her grip around the handle of her dagger as she raised the weapon higher into the air. Every fiber inside her urged her to continue. Drawing back, her eyes remained focused upon his throat, his jugular pulsing and taunting her to slice to her satisfaction.
"DO IT!" The Voice screamed.
AAAAAHH! Her unconscious mind screamed as she squinted her eyes shut as she finally brought the dagger down to make fatal contact with her target.
"WAKE UP!"
To Be Continued...
A/N: The next three are going to be up tomorrow. I had to leave you guys hanging after this one a little...XD! This chapter actually had to be cut for some near lemonish content. Had I posted it I knew that I would have to either change my rating or risk getting this story deleted and we would just HATE for that to happen! If you want the full-unedited version, just tell me so and I'll e-mail it to you. Don't forget if you're reviewing as anonymous to leave your e-mail address or I can't send it. (Well dur! :P) In the meantime tell me what you think and I'll see you tomorrow!