Mistakes- Part 3
By: Emiko
Disclaimer: What am I bothering for? You all know who already owns this stuff, and... Well... I don't. Get on with the story already. Although I *am* getting myself an Inu-chan plushie... Someday...
Note: This is my first ficcie for Inuyasha, and I've only read up to vol. 9 in the manga. So, I apologize to all the Sango fans, but I don't know the character well enough to write her in to the story. Also, Kikyou is OOC as *Hell,* but it's necessary for plot development. ^^;;;;;;;; Gomen nasai!
~~~
It was cold outside. Inuyasha's bare feet were starting to grow numb, and the freezing wind whipping small tornadoes of snow against his body wasn't helping.
Being stuck in a human body sucked.
He wandered aimlessly, only wanting to get away from the group. Whenever he stopped to rest, either the cold or a quiet urging to keep moving inside his head silently pressed him on. And despite his dislike of the thought of heading back, he kept walking. Inuyasha was slowly wearing down, and the idea of sleep was beginning to sound all the better to him.
Finally, at the point where he was nearing collapse, he spotted a red and white blur against all the snow. He squinted to see, but with his now-human eyes, it was a futile effort. The blur grew in size until he could make out more details: It was a person, a priestess. Her black hair whipped around her body, but it didn't seem that she cared. She walked a little slowly, but with purpose, as she approached.
Inuyasha, of course, immediately knew who it was, and tried his best to get in a semi-defensive position. Kikyou appeared unimpressed once she neared him. "Come with me." she said. She turned from him and headed back in the direction whence she came.
Inuyasha stared after her. "Why?"
"Because," she replied. "I am the only one permitted to kill you. I am not letting a storm do it for me."
He followed her silently. There was little else he could do.
~~~
Kikyou led him to an abandoned cabin that turned out to be a short distance from where they were before. She already had a fire going, and an almost-inviting futon rolled out. Almost, because he noticed there was only one. That made him slightly uneasy.
"Take off your clothes." Kikyou instructed.
"What?"
"Your clothes are soaking. Take them off." She pulled out a plain blue kimono. "I didn't say 'get naked.'"
"Oh." Inuyasha took the kimono, staring at it as if it was some sort of foreign object. Kikyou politely turned and knelt before the fire as he changed.
This was an amazing and rather confusing situation for Inuyasha. He was trapped in a room with a woman who loved him and yet wanted to kill him, at least until the storm was over and his clothes were dried out. Slowly, he took off the top of his red gi, then his undershirt. Kikyou turned around while he was untying the knot of his belt. He saw this and froze.
"You're blushing."
"No, I'm not." It was a lie. He could feel the heat coming up to his face. They stood there looking at each other for a moment, then he said, "Turn around."
"Why?" It was now blatantly obvious to Inuyasha what she wanted. Still...
He tried to stop his stuttering. "D-don't look."
Amazingly, Kikyou obediently turned back around, and he went back to the know holding up his gi bottoms. It was looking awfully intimidating now.
Kikyou shifted, and began taking off the top half of her priestess robes. There was another kimono lying next to her; he hadn't noticed how wet she was herself. Inuyasha spun and changed cloths as quickly as he could silently chanting in his head, 'Mirunaa, mirunaa, mirunaa...'
After a few minutes that seemed like hours, Kikyou said, "You can look now."
He turned slowly, afraid of what he would (or wouldn't) see. The priestess was now clothed in a maroon kimono, and she still didn't bother to tie her hair back; it tumbled down her shoulders like a black waterfall as she looked him over, as well.
"Are you cold?" she asked. He shook his head, but knelt beside her, anyway. Damn, this was awkward. Kikyou moved a little closer.
"What are you doing?"
"Getting closer to you."
"But you hate me, don't you?"
She stared at the folded hands in her lap. "Yes," she said. "But I didn't... always hate you."
Inuyasha stared, not knowing how to take that last comment. Usually Kikyou wouldn't hesitate to make an attempt on his life. At that moment, however, she seemed more like the Kikyou he knew fifty years ago, before she died. That was the Kikyou he loved. But she was still more... He didn't know how to describe it. "Why are you acting like this?" he asked.
"Tomorrow," she said. "Everything that happens here tonight will be forgotten. But until then..." -she inched ever closer- "I want to be normal again, Inuyasha. I want to bring back the love that we shared so long ago, and I want what I've wanted since before I died." Kikyou's face was now inches from Inuyasha's. "I want to be with you, Inuyasha, as a normal man and woman. Just for tonight," she whispered.
And then she kissed him.
~~~
Damn his human form. Inuyasha had no control over his emotions in this state, and the kiss from Kikyou nearly sent him tumbling of the cliff of all rationality. It did, actually, because he kissed her back.
Did she purposely wait for this until the new moon? Or the snowstorm? Or was it all just chance, or fate? It didn't matter. He was there, and so was Kikyou, and for once since her death she wasn't trying to kill him.
Their kisses were becoming more urgent now. Inuyasha moved his lips down to her neck, then kissed his way back up to her mouth as Kikyou curled her fingers into his luxurious hair. The priestess lowered herself onto the futon, and Inuyasha followed, now positioned over her. Their hands went everywhere, touching and caressing and trying desperately to get each other's clothing off. All rational thought had disappeared as kimono parts flew across the cabin floor.
Still, it wasn't as Inuyasha expected it to be. Kikyou's body was as cold as the earth it was made from. Even her kisses, although passionate, lacked the warmth of a living woman. Something about this didn't seem right. And Kagome... What about Kagome?
He stopped. Seconds away from doing something he would later regret, Inuyasha backed away.
Kikyou sat up, staring at him with a perplexed look. "Why did you stop?" she asked.
"I can't do this," he said. He reached for his clothes.
"What do you mean?"
"I can't. Kagome--"
"Forget about Kagome!" She was angry now. She was losing Inuyasha to her reincarnation.
"I can't do that, and you know it." Inuyasha was turned away from her; he couldn't see the angry tears forming in Kikyou's eyes.
"Why? She... That girl is just my replacement, isn't she?" said, choking on a sob.
"His gi was still a little damp. How he could notice something so trivial at a time like this, he'd never know. "No, she's not."
"You've left me behind! You took my life away!"
"That's not true!"
"Yes, it is! That girl is taking you away from me, and you're letting her! She's in a place where she doesn't belong!"
"You're wrong," Inuyasha said as he opened the door. The storm had died down considerably, and the dark eastern sky was beginning to lighten. "You're the one where you don't belong."
With that, he walked out the door, heading back to camp. The others were probably getting worried.
~~~
Hmm... //debating over the current chapter// I like it. Personally, it's better than my last chapter, and I know what I'm going to do with Inu-chan now...! Hopefully, I'll have the fourth (and hopefully final) chapter up *really* soon, although I have a lot of stuff that I have to do besides this ficcie... Maybe when I get my Inuyasha play finished I'll post it, as well? ^^;; That's a big maybe, but still! I like providing you people with stuff to read. R&R, please!
By: Emiko
Disclaimer: What am I bothering for? You all know who already owns this stuff, and... Well... I don't. Get on with the story already. Although I *am* getting myself an Inu-chan plushie... Someday...
Note: This is my first ficcie for Inuyasha, and I've only read up to vol. 9 in the manga. So, I apologize to all the Sango fans, but I don't know the character well enough to write her in to the story. Also, Kikyou is OOC as *Hell,* but it's necessary for plot development. ^^;;;;;;;; Gomen nasai!
~~~
It was cold outside. Inuyasha's bare feet were starting to grow numb, and the freezing wind whipping small tornadoes of snow against his body wasn't helping.
Being stuck in a human body sucked.
He wandered aimlessly, only wanting to get away from the group. Whenever he stopped to rest, either the cold or a quiet urging to keep moving inside his head silently pressed him on. And despite his dislike of the thought of heading back, he kept walking. Inuyasha was slowly wearing down, and the idea of sleep was beginning to sound all the better to him.
Finally, at the point where he was nearing collapse, he spotted a red and white blur against all the snow. He squinted to see, but with his now-human eyes, it was a futile effort. The blur grew in size until he could make out more details: It was a person, a priestess. Her black hair whipped around her body, but it didn't seem that she cared. She walked a little slowly, but with purpose, as she approached.
Inuyasha, of course, immediately knew who it was, and tried his best to get in a semi-defensive position. Kikyou appeared unimpressed once she neared him. "Come with me." she said. She turned from him and headed back in the direction whence she came.
Inuyasha stared after her. "Why?"
"Because," she replied. "I am the only one permitted to kill you. I am not letting a storm do it for me."
He followed her silently. There was little else he could do.
~~~
Kikyou led him to an abandoned cabin that turned out to be a short distance from where they were before. She already had a fire going, and an almost-inviting futon rolled out. Almost, because he noticed there was only one. That made him slightly uneasy.
"Take off your clothes." Kikyou instructed.
"What?"
"Your clothes are soaking. Take them off." She pulled out a plain blue kimono. "I didn't say 'get naked.'"
"Oh." Inuyasha took the kimono, staring at it as if it was some sort of foreign object. Kikyou politely turned and knelt before the fire as he changed.
This was an amazing and rather confusing situation for Inuyasha. He was trapped in a room with a woman who loved him and yet wanted to kill him, at least until the storm was over and his clothes were dried out. Slowly, he took off the top of his red gi, then his undershirt. Kikyou turned around while he was untying the knot of his belt. He saw this and froze.
"You're blushing."
"No, I'm not." It was a lie. He could feel the heat coming up to his face. They stood there looking at each other for a moment, then he said, "Turn around."
"Why?" It was now blatantly obvious to Inuyasha what she wanted. Still...
He tried to stop his stuttering. "D-don't look."
Amazingly, Kikyou obediently turned back around, and he went back to the know holding up his gi bottoms. It was looking awfully intimidating now.
Kikyou shifted, and began taking off the top half of her priestess robes. There was another kimono lying next to her; he hadn't noticed how wet she was herself. Inuyasha spun and changed cloths as quickly as he could silently chanting in his head, 'Mirunaa, mirunaa, mirunaa...'
After a few minutes that seemed like hours, Kikyou said, "You can look now."
He turned slowly, afraid of what he would (or wouldn't) see. The priestess was now clothed in a maroon kimono, and she still didn't bother to tie her hair back; it tumbled down her shoulders like a black waterfall as she looked him over, as well.
"Are you cold?" she asked. He shook his head, but knelt beside her, anyway. Damn, this was awkward. Kikyou moved a little closer.
"What are you doing?"
"Getting closer to you."
"But you hate me, don't you?"
She stared at the folded hands in her lap. "Yes," she said. "But I didn't... always hate you."
Inuyasha stared, not knowing how to take that last comment. Usually Kikyou wouldn't hesitate to make an attempt on his life. At that moment, however, she seemed more like the Kikyou he knew fifty years ago, before she died. That was the Kikyou he loved. But she was still more... He didn't know how to describe it. "Why are you acting like this?" he asked.
"Tomorrow," she said. "Everything that happens here tonight will be forgotten. But until then..." -she inched ever closer- "I want to be normal again, Inuyasha. I want to bring back the love that we shared so long ago, and I want what I've wanted since before I died." Kikyou's face was now inches from Inuyasha's. "I want to be with you, Inuyasha, as a normal man and woman. Just for tonight," she whispered.
And then she kissed him.
~~~
Damn his human form. Inuyasha had no control over his emotions in this state, and the kiss from Kikyou nearly sent him tumbling of the cliff of all rationality. It did, actually, because he kissed her back.
Did she purposely wait for this until the new moon? Or the snowstorm? Or was it all just chance, or fate? It didn't matter. He was there, and so was Kikyou, and for once since her death she wasn't trying to kill him.
Their kisses were becoming more urgent now. Inuyasha moved his lips down to her neck, then kissed his way back up to her mouth as Kikyou curled her fingers into his luxurious hair. The priestess lowered herself onto the futon, and Inuyasha followed, now positioned over her. Their hands went everywhere, touching and caressing and trying desperately to get each other's clothing off. All rational thought had disappeared as kimono parts flew across the cabin floor.
Still, it wasn't as Inuyasha expected it to be. Kikyou's body was as cold as the earth it was made from. Even her kisses, although passionate, lacked the warmth of a living woman. Something about this didn't seem right. And Kagome... What about Kagome?
He stopped. Seconds away from doing something he would later regret, Inuyasha backed away.
Kikyou sat up, staring at him with a perplexed look. "Why did you stop?" she asked.
"I can't do this," he said. He reached for his clothes.
"What do you mean?"
"I can't. Kagome--"
"Forget about Kagome!" She was angry now. She was losing Inuyasha to her reincarnation.
"I can't do that, and you know it." Inuyasha was turned away from her; he couldn't see the angry tears forming in Kikyou's eyes.
"Why? She... That girl is just my replacement, isn't she?" said, choking on a sob.
"His gi was still a little damp. How he could notice something so trivial at a time like this, he'd never know. "No, she's not."
"You've left me behind! You took my life away!"
"That's not true!"
"Yes, it is! That girl is taking you away from me, and you're letting her! She's in a place where she doesn't belong!"
"You're wrong," Inuyasha said as he opened the door. The storm had died down considerably, and the dark eastern sky was beginning to lighten. "You're the one where you don't belong."
With that, he walked out the door, heading back to camp. The others were probably getting worried.
~~~
Hmm... //debating over the current chapter// I like it. Personally, it's better than my last chapter, and I know what I'm going to do with Inu-chan now...! Hopefully, I'll have the fourth (and hopefully final) chapter up *really* soon, although I have a lot of stuff that I have to do besides this ficcie... Maybe when I get my Inuyasha play finished I'll post it, as well? ^^;; That's a big maybe, but still! I like providing you people with stuff to read. R&R, please!
