Howdy! Thanx to RoxyFoxy for being my first reviewer. Thank you sooo much! I'm so excited!
Hooray!! Ok, moving on....Ummmm, this chap
shows Ili's devious side. How fun for her.
Disclaimer: Some as always. Don't own Inuyasha
Ok, no more delaying..
I just want to Belong By: LittleFallenAngel
Chapter 2: Should I Stay or Should I Go?
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As much as Inuyasha wanted to walk in silence back to the hut, Iliana wouldn't allow it. Her
mouth
never ceased to spit out words as she walked almost uncomfortably close to him. Mostly, she was tell
him of her life, how she came to get to this era in explicit detail, and asking him question upon question
about his own life, where they were going, and she was very interested in his hanyou ways. He tried to
avoid the subject of hunting for the jewel shards, not sure what she would do about that information.
What, really bothered him was that all the time she wanted to get his attention she would call him
'Yash', and even thinking he heard her call him 'Yashie'. In turn, she told him to call her 'Ili', although
he paid no attention to her suggestion. He merely just tried to ignore her bizarre nature.
It took awhile before they finally reached Kaede's. The sky had became dark and storm
clouds hovered overhead. The hut was empty. Inuyasha assumed that Keade took Shippou and went
to heal the sick villagers. She walked in slowly after him, staying close behind him, looking wonderingly
around the small hut. Turning around, he saw her look of apprehension and rolled his eyes. "Just go
have seat over there," he said pointing to the futon on the far wall. She sat down gladly. She watched
him intently as he went about his own business, making a fire in the pit in the middle of the hut.
The light danced off the wall and gave Iliana a better look around. "Is this place yours?" she
asked softly.
"No," was his only answer.
"Then who..."
"It belongs to a priestess," he simply said.
"Oh. She must be rather nice to let you stay here."
"She's an old hag."
"Oh," said Iliana. She seemed to notice all her questions were starting to annoy her newly
found brother, so for the rest of the night she kept her mouth shut. Instead she reached into her bag,
which she called a 'duffle', and pulled out a leather bound book and a black ink pen. She opened it
towards the middle and began to write in it.
"What's that?" asked Inuyasha, sitting across the hut, his back propped up against the wall.
She lazily looked up and him and gave a small smile. "It's my journal."
"A journal?" he asked as he stood and commenced in walking over to her. He sat on the floor
next to the futon and stared at her intently.
"Yeah, a journal," she stated happily. "I use it to write my thoughts down, or what I'm
feeling,poems, stories, or just if something cool happens to me."
"Something cool? Why would you write about something cold?" He hoisted himself onto the
futon, obviously seeing this pleased Iliana.
"No, no. Not cold," she laughed lightly. "'Cool' is a word used in my time to describe
something that was interesting, or fun, or just something you like," she explained.
"You're time is very odd," he said crossing his arms over his chest.
"Actually, I agree with you on that. I much rather be in this time," she said turning her body
towards him.
He couldn't believe that she would rather stay here then in her own time. Why in the world
would anyone want to live in an era of demons and other dangers? Though, her era seemed crazy in
it's own way, but not nearly as dangerous. "Why?" he simply asked. "Why would you want to live her
with so many dangers, in a time you know nothing of?"
"Because, in my time, I was alone, utterly alone. And here, even if it's dangerous, I still have
someone to call brother." She lightly leaned her head against his shoulder. He tensed for a moment, but
decided to humor this girl. Besides, how often do humans so openly accept him?
Next thing he realized, the 'journal' was laying flatly in her lap with the pen no longer held her
hand, laying between the pages of her book. She was curled up into a little ball, her head limp upon his
shoulder. He shook his head at how fast she had fallen asleep. Pulling over the blanket at the end of
the futon, he wrapped it around her body and threw his arm around her shoulders. He let a tiny smile
grace his lips as he looked down upon her. "What am I going to do with you?" he asked the sleeping
form.
Iliana awoke the next morning sprawled out on the futon. She heard the faint sound of voices
outside of the hut. She opened her eyes and rubbed them with balled up fists. She sat up slowly,
noticing that there was no one else in the hut. Her journal was on the floor next to the futon. She
picked it up and put it into her duffle along with her pen. She stood and stretched, groaning loudly.
They must have heard her stirring because the voices outside had stopped clamoring. Without thinking
any further, she grabbed her staff which she leaned into a corner and stepped out of the hut to be
greeted by the familiar face of Inuyasha, a short, elder, grey-haired woman, and a small child with a fury
tail sitting upon the woman's shoulder.
"It is the girl I saw yesterday!" said the child. "Ok, Inuyasha, who is she?" he said jumping to
Inuyasha's shoulder.
Iliana had the idea that she would just answer for herself. With a warm smile she stepped
forward, leaning on her staff and said, "I'm Iliana. I came through the well looking for my brother and I
found..."
"I found her and said she could stay with us until she felt she needed to move on," Inuyasha
interrupted.
Iliana stared at Inuyasha. She gave him a confused look that seemed to say 'Why?'. When he
made no other sign of saying anything further. Her gaze turned from confused, to sadness, then anger.
She shook her head and turned back into the hut. She returned with her duffle slung over her shoulder
and her hat on her head. She merely passed Inuyasha by and straight to Keade.
"Thank you for the use of your hut for the night. I must be going now."
"No. You should stay longer," Inuyasha protested."Why bother? I have no family here, do
I?" she said sharply.
She was met with silence and a look of hurt from Inuyasha.
"Good-bye, Inuyasha," she said turning away, leaving him standing there, not moving.
She began to walk back to the well, only managing to wonder far enough to still return back or
keep going when she turned around to face him, still standing where he left. She shown a wicked half
smile and lowered her head so her eyes were hidden by the rim of her hat. "Now, Ili, when have you
ever given up this easily?" she questioned herself. "No. He'll admit it before I leave this place." With
that she lifted her head a strode back to the on looking hanyou. He noticed the evil smile she had
plastered on her face. She walked up to him, nearly nose to nose, actually more like nose to collar
bone. She slid her duffle bag off her shoulder and thrust it to the hanyou. He hesitated a moment
before he lifted his arm. She draped the strap over his arm. And, she whispered so softly in a sly voice
so only he could hear, "On second thought, Inuyasha, I think I'll stick around a little bit longer. By the
time I'm done, everyone will know that I'm your sister, and you're going to tell them." With that she
stepped aside and passed him up. Her sweet smile had returned as she approached the other on
lookers. "I think I'll be staying a little longer after all."
Inuyasha didn't know what to think as he looked down upon his arm. 'Why the hell did I take
this from her? How the hell did she get me to take it?' he thought. He looked out to her happily talking
to Keade and the kitsune. Not even thinking, he threw the duffle over his own shoulder and walked to
everyone. "What have I gotten myself into, now?"
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Ok, that's it for chapter 2! Once again, I hope you people's liked it. Warning, next chapter is rather
short, but the one right after that is pretty long. Please review if you got the time.
Well, until next time....Take it easy!!!!
LittleFallenAngel
Hooray!! Ok, moving on....Ummmm, this chap
shows Ili's devious side. How fun for her.
Disclaimer: Some as always. Don't own Inuyasha
Ok, no more delaying..
I just want to Belong By: LittleFallenAngel
Chapter 2: Should I Stay or Should I Go?
*******************************************************
As much as Inuyasha wanted to walk in silence back to the hut, Iliana wouldn't allow it. Her
mouth
never ceased to spit out words as she walked almost uncomfortably close to him. Mostly, she was tell
him of her life, how she came to get to this era in explicit detail, and asking him question upon question
about his own life, where they were going, and she was very interested in his hanyou ways. He tried to
avoid the subject of hunting for the jewel shards, not sure what she would do about that information.
What, really bothered him was that all the time she wanted to get his attention she would call him
'Yash', and even thinking he heard her call him 'Yashie'. In turn, she told him to call her 'Ili', although
he paid no attention to her suggestion. He merely just tried to ignore her bizarre nature.
It took awhile before they finally reached Kaede's. The sky had became dark and storm
clouds hovered overhead. The hut was empty. Inuyasha assumed that Keade took Shippou and went
to heal the sick villagers. She walked in slowly after him, staying close behind him, looking wonderingly
around the small hut. Turning around, he saw her look of apprehension and rolled his eyes. "Just go
have seat over there," he said pointing to the futon on the far wall. She sat down gladly. She watched
him intently as he went about his own business, making a fire in the pit in the middle of the hut.
The light danced off the wall and gave Iliana a better look around. "Is this place yours?" she
asked softly.
"No," was his only answer.
"Then who..."
"It belongs to a priestess," he simply said.
"Oh. She must be rather nice to let you stay here."
"She's an old hag."
"Oh," said Iliana. She seemed to notice all her questions were starting to annoy her newly
found brother, so for the rest of the night she kept her mouth shut. Instead she reached into her bag,
which she called a 'duffle', and pulled out a leather bound book and a black ink pen. She opened it
towards the middle and began to write in it.
"What's that?" asked Inuyasha, sitting across the hut, his back propped up against the wall.
She lazily looked up and him and gave a small smile. "It's my journal."
"A journal?" he asked as he stood and commenced in walking over to her. He sat on the floor
next to the futon and stared at her intently.
"Yeah, a journal," she stated happily. "I use it to write my thoughts down, or what I'm
feeling,poems, stories, or just if something cool happens to me."
"Something cool? Why would you write about something cold?" He hoisted himself onto the
futon, obviously seeing this pleased Iliana.
"No, no. Not cold," she laughed lightly. "'Cool' is a word used in my time to describe
something that was interesting, or fun, or just something you like," she explained.
"You're time is very odd," he said crossing his arms over his chest.
"Actually, I agree with you on that. I much rather be in this time," she said turning her body
towards him.
He couldn't believe that she would rather stay here then in her own time. Why in the world
would anyone want to live in an era of demons and other dangers? Though, her era seemed crazy in
it's own way, but not nearly as dangerous. "Why?" he simply asked. "Why would you want to live her
with so many dangers, in a time you know nothing of?"
"Because, in my time, I was alone, utterly alone. And here, even if it's dangerous, I still have
someone to call brother." She lightly leaned her head against his shoulder. He tensed for a moment, but
decided to humor this girl. Besides, how often do humans so openly accept him?
Next thing he realized, the 'journal' was laying flatly in her lap with the pen no longer held her
hand, laying between the pages of her book. She was curled up into a little ball, her head limp upon his
shoulder. He shook his head at how fast she had fallen asleep. Pulling over the blanket at the end of
the futon, he wrapped it around her body and threw his arm around her shoulders. He let a tiny smile
grace his lips as he looked down upon her. "What am I going to do with you?" he asked the sleeping
form.
Iliana awoke the next morning sprawled out on the futon. She heard the faint sound of voices
outside of the hut. She opened her eyes and rubbed them with balled up fists. She sat up slowly,
noticing that there was no one else in the hut. Her journal was on the floor next to the futon. She
picked it up and put it into her duffle along with her pen. She stood and stretched, groaning loudly.
They must have heard her stirring because the voices outside had stopped clamoring. Without thinking
any further, she grabbed her staff which she leaned into a corner and stepped out of the hut to be
greeted by the familiar face of Inuyasha, a short, elder, grey-haired woman, and a small child with a fury
tail sitting upon the woman's shoulder.
"It is the girl I saw yesterday!" said the child. "Ok, Inuyasha, who is she?" he said jumping to
Inuyasha's shoulder.
Iliana had the idea that she would just answer for herself. With a warm smile she stepped
forward, leaning on her staff and said, "I'm Iliana. I came through the well looking for my brother and I
found..."
"I found her and said she could stay with us until she felt she needed to move on," Inuyasha
interrupted.
Iliana stared at Inuyasha. She gave him a confused look that seemed to say 'Why?'. When he
made no other sign of saying anything further. Her gaze turned from confused, to sadness, then anger.
She shook her head and turned back into the hut. She returned with her duffle slung over her shoulder
and her hat on her head. She merely passed Inuyasha by and straight to Keade.
"Thank you for the use of your hut for the night. I must be going now."
"No. You should stay longer," Inuyasha protested."Why bother? I have no family here, do
I?" she said sharply.
She was met with silence and a look of hurt from Inuyasha.
"Good-bye, Inuyasha," she said turning away, leaving him standing there, not moving.
She began to walk back to the well, only managing to wonder far enough to still return back or
keep going when she turned around to face him, still standing where he left. She shown a wicked half
smile and lowered her head so her eyes were hidden by the rim of her hat. "Now, Ili, when have you
ever given up this easily?" she questioned herself. "No. He'll admit it before I leave this place." With
that she lifted her head a strode back to the on looking hanyou. He noticed the evil smile she had
plastered on her face. She walked up to him, nearly nose to nose, actually more like nose to collar
bone. She slid her duffle bag off her shoulder and thrust it to the hanyou. He hesitated a moment
before he lifted his arm. She draped the strap over his arm. And, she whispered so softly in a sly voice
so only he could hear, "On second thought, Inuyasha, I think I'll stick around a little bit longer. By the
time I'm done, everyone will know that I'm your sister, and you're going to tell them." With that she
stepped aside and passed him up. Her sweet smile had returned as she approached the other on
lookers. "I think I'll be staying a little longer after all."
Inuyasha didn't know what to think as he looked down upon his arm. 'Why the hell did I take
this from her? How the hell did she get me to take it?' he thought. He looked out to her happily talking
to Keade and the kitsune. Not even thinking, he threw the duffle over his own shoulder and walked to
everyone. "What have I gotten myself into, now?"
******************************************************************
Ok, that's it for chapter 2! Once again, I hope you people's liked it. Warning, next chapter is rather
short, but the one right after that is pretty long. Please review if you got the time.
Well, until next time....Take it easy!!!!
LittleFallenAngel