Alright! Pennath here and don't worry this won't take long. Um, a few notes.
Again, younger readers, some bad language does pop up. I don't do it incessantly however- it annoys me after a while.
I don't think this chapter is very long... It's been a while since I looked it over (been working on the rest of this story... Ugh! Part 4)
I will ask for people to pay attention to what is happening- as the story progresses (not just this part) a lot of events that show up here come up later.
Um, to laz: Please keep reading this is basically Inu Yasha and Kagome oriented. I will hint that things get very complicated later but this part is IY/K not K/Sess
And last but not least ::bows:; THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR REVIEWING! I may just post up the entire thing in a few days if all goes well. Again, email is [1]KildareAngel@aol.com and I always welcome commentary.
_________________Chapter 6________________
In Kagome's bedroom...
The hanyou tossed and turned with a vengeance. Sota poked his head in the room, watching his mother try and restrain the sick Inu Yasha. The little boy, wrapped in a blanket, sat beside the panting older boy. Mrs. Higurashi spared her son a brief smile before she pinned one of Inu Yasha's kicking legs. Sota watched the now human looking hanyou attempt to sit up only to be forced back down by Sota's mom. On her bed, Kagome frowned and the hand hanging over the side groped on the floor for some invisible object that Sota couldn't see.
"What happened to him? Why is he acting like this?" Sota pinned on of Inu Yasha's arms when it came near. His mom sighed and shook her head.
"Kagome's hand pulled away and this happened."
Sota thought about that for a second, then thought about all the times his sister and Inu Yasha had spent together in the present. Despite his age, the little boy was quite observant and watched the couple every time they were over here together. The hanyou was more comfortable around Kagome- that much Sota could tell. Inu Yasha also displayed weird habits too, like inhaling deeply when ever he was around Kagome on certain days, a far away look in the hanyou's eyes. Kagome too, displayed her own quirks around him; she was usually in a better mood, more emotional, more adult at times. Inu Yasha was human, but his senses were more acute, more dog like in nature. If you eliminate his ears, Sota thought. Then took away his sight... And then reduced his nose to human level... Sota frowned, looking down at Inu Yasha's hand. He didn't start to freak out until Kagome's hand moved away. Inu Yasha was more comfortable around Kagome than he was around anyone else. Sota looked at his
sister and at the blankets on her bed. "Momma, grab one of Kagome's blankets and throw it over him."
Sota grabbed the other hand while his mother did as he asked. The blanket settled over Inu Yasha's body then over his tossing head. It took several moments but gradually Inu Yasha settled down, curling up on his side facing toward Kagome. Mrs. Higurashi and Sota looked at each other, both relaxing now that everything was back to normal- or as normal as it could get with a sick, now human, dog demon hanyou. "Mom, it may be better if the two of them shared the bed."
Watching the panting dog demon, Sota's mom could only nod. If Inu Yasha could be trusted to keep Kagome alive, then he certainly could be trusted to keep her virtue. Mrs. Higurashi had ever been given any indication that Inu Yasha was a threat to Kagome- on the contrary; she had seen and sensed that the hanyou cared for her daughter deeply. He had never harmed Kagome and had risked his life constantly to keep her safe. "Sota, keep an eye on them. I'll be right back." The woman stood and left the room. Dutifully, Sota watched the two sleeping sick people. Inu Yasha began to toss again under the blanket and Kagome moaned and rolled over. Sota hoped his mom hurried.
In the dream...
"Sesshomaru." I whispered, and Taomaru looked between the white haired youkai and me. Sesshomaru turned toward us, his tail wrapped around his body. Aside from his tail, he wore nothing else that I could see. He reminded me of a lost child and the bewildered look on his face only emphasized the image.
"Nude sleeper," Taomaru murmured and nodded to himself. I blushed and couldn't help it.
The Lord of the Western Lands backed away from the railing, shaking his head as if he could make the view of the city disappear. "Where- Where am I?" he asked, his fear and confusion evident. Welcome to my world, I thought absently. I held out my hands to him, unsure as to why I did it.
"Sesshomaru," I coaxed. "Come here and I'll explain." He looked at me and he looked truly afraid. I smiled sympathetically and gestured toward myself. "I won't hurt you. Come here." He blinked and clutched his tail but took a few tentative steps toward me. Seeing his fear, his confusion, I couldn't be afraid of Sesshomaru, at least not totally. He genuinely didn't seem to know what was going on and was showing more emotion in the past few minutes than in any encounter we had had before.
I opened my arms to him and hugged him when he came with in reach. The youkai stood stiff at first then relaxed and hugged me to him. I made to back up and he wouldn't let go. Oh hell! I didn't think I would have this problem and looked to Taomaru for help. He shrugged and shook his head; he didn't know what to do either. He watched Sesshomaru closely though and I had a feeling the dark haired youkai was looking out for my safety.
I sighed and patted Sesshomaru's back in what I hoped was a comforting manner. I looked out at the city, immersing myself in it until Sesshomaru decided to let me go. I felt his weight lessen, but he didn't pull away. I suppressed another sigh and rubbed his back, looking over at the unhelpful Taomaru. But the youkai was starring at Sesshomaru with wide eyes and a smile. I frowned and looked at Sesshomaru, turning my head to do so. I made a full sweep of the area, blinked and looked at the weight on my chest. "Wha? What the hell?"
Instead of the tall elegant youkai we all knew and disliked, Sesshomaru was child size. The fluff of his tail made him seem smaller, only his head peeked out. He clutched at my pajama top with tiny hands and I knew there was no way I'd be able to get him off. He sat on my arms and I felt bare skin I didn't want to identify. I grimaced- now what was I supposed to do?
"Here." Taomaru handed me a shirt from nowhere. I looked at him, shrugged, and set Sess-chan down; everything else was weird, what was a little more?
"Here Sess-chan," I held the oversized shirt out to him. "Put this on, okay?" Big gold eyes looked at me as he took the shirt. I turned my back as he slipped it on. When he was done he tugged on my pant leg. I turned back to the little youkai, eyed his out stretched hands. It was a clear `pick me up!' gesture and I looked uncertainly at Taomaru and he shrugged. "Go ahead- I doubt that he's the real enemy here."
I frowned but bent and picked Sess-chan up. "But why is he like this?"
"Hmm. Good question; here's another. What's he normally like?"
I thought about that for a second. "Mean, nasty, vindictive-"
"Hey!" Sesshomaru cried. I frowned at him and he shrank back.
"I get the point. Tell me though, have you ever observed a more, err, sensitive side?" Taomaru faltered at my surprised expression. He stood beside me and looked down at the pint-sized Sesshomaru. The latter looked up at the other youkai, his brows furrowed together and a frown on his face.
"You're a dog youkai, right?" Sesshomaru asked, voice higher, face cute as he thought about something important.
Going back to the original question, I said. "Yes. I don't know why, but he takes care of a little girl named Rin. I'm not sure how they met, but he either saved her life or brought her back to life. Again, I have no idea why. He looks after her and protects her."
Taomaru nodded to himself. "Dreams in general will bring out the more buried characteristics in their personality. In a dream mesh, they become very pronounced and have interesting manifestations." He pointed at the child size Sesshomaru in my arms.
I spoke before I thought. "Does that mean that you're a miserable, cold hearted bastard when awake?" Even Sesshomaru looked at me in surprise, his small hands covering his tiny ears.
Taomaru's lips pursed and then he frowned. "I bet you're sweet and subtle when awake, huh Kagome?"
Not exactly... I ducked my head. "Point taken." I was about to ask what do we do now, when I felt weird inside. My insides felt like jelly, the same feeling I got every time I had to run to the bathroom before I was be sick. I didn't realize I had knelt until Taomaru knelt beside me, a concerned look on his face. He took Sesshomaru- who I had been clutching tightly to my chest- from my, and I covered my mouth with my hands. I coughed violently, my head spinning. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling, trying to find out why I was feeling suddenly ill.
I felt a pull, a desperate, unceasing tug in my heart that demanded I find something. No; someone! With that realization followed another- I wasn't sick, it was only an echo of what Inu Yasha was feeling. I coughed again and my hand came away with blood. I felt the tie between Inu Yasha and I jerk. I opened my eyes and could see the tie, the cord that connected us. It hummed importantly, disappearing into the city, and the sick feeling inside me got worse. I looked up at Taomaru and answered his unasked question.
"Inu Yasha's under attack. We have to find him-now."
In Kagome's room.
With Sota's help, Mrs. Higurashi the fight to get Inu Yasha into Kagome's bed was relatively easy. Initially, when they had pulled Inu Yasha upright, the hanyou had been stubborn. He had fought them; pulling away and trying to lie back down. He mumbled incoherent phrases- things like `go away' and `... leave me alone.' Throughout the process he never fully woke up, his eyes only half open and blank. It was alarming for both boy and mother to see Inu Yasha so out of it. However, there was one moment of lucidity from Inu Yasha was very disturbing for the two.
Speaking softly, encouraging him, Mrs. Higurashi had been shaking Inu Yasha. She had finally gotten him standing and was holing him up until Sota moved Kagome over on the bed. His head had been resting on hers, his hands on her arms lightly. His eyes had suddenly blinked open, the violet orbs clear but panicked. He stood on his own, his hands gripping her shoulders and said in a voice rough with pain, "Get Miroku. Youkai in the house-making us sick." He shook Mrs. Higurashi, eyes locked with hers. "Get Miroku!" One the last, his voice had gone soft, his eyes closing. He sagged against the shaken woman, his fever spiking again, and his weight almost made her fall over.
When Inu Yasha was tucked in beside Kagome he immediately curled around her sleeping form. He spooned against her, his arms around her waist and his chin resting on her head. Kagome cuddled back against him, sighing in her sleep. Mrs. Higurashi watched all of this, still having quiet reservations about this idea. She smiled, feeling silly after the two got comfortable and did nothing more. They slept soundly, a slight snore coming from Inu Yasha. She checked their temperatures; their fever's going down at a remarkable rate. They can sense each other even when asleep, she thought; with both of them sick and vulnerable, the necessity of closeness was all the more prevalent. But the hanyou's moment of clarity bothered the woman. Had he been serious or suffering the remnants of a fever dream? She turned to Sota and found him asleep at the end of Kagome's bed. Still troubled, mother picked up son, turned off the bedside lamp and left.
References
1. mailto:KildareAngel@aol.com
Again, younger readers, some bad language does pop up. I don't do it incessantly however- it annoys me after a while.
I don't think this chapter is very long... It's been a while since I looked it over (been working on the rest of this story... Ugh! Part 4)
I will ask for people to pay attention to what is happening- as the story progresses (not just this part) a lot of events that show up here come up later.
Um, to laz: Please keep reading this is basically Inu Yasha and Kagome oriented. I will hint that things get very complicated later but this part is IY/K not K/Sess
And last but not least ::bows:; THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR REVIEWING! I may just post up the entire thing in a few days if all goes well. Again, email is [1]KildareAngel@aol.com and I always welcome commentary.
_________________Chapter 6________________
In Kagome's bedroom...
The hanyou tossed and turned with a vengeance. Sota poked his head in the room, watching his mother try and restrain the sick Inu Yasha. The little boy, wrapped in a blanket, sat beside the panting older boy. Mrs. Higurashi spared her son a brief smile before she pinned one of Inu Yasha's kicking legs. Sota watched the now human looking hanyou attempt to sit up only to be forced back down by Sota's mom. On her bed, Kagome frowned and the hand hanging over the side groped on the floor for some invisible object that Sota couldn't see.
"What happened to him? Why is he acting like this?" Sota pinned on of Inu Yasha's arms when it came near. His mom sighed and shook her head.
"Kagome's hand pulled away and this happened."
Sota thought about that for a second, then thought about all the times his sister and Inu Yasha had spent together in the present. Despite his age, the little boy was quite observant and watched the couple every time they were over here together. The hanyou was more comfortable around Kagome- that much Sota could tell. Inu Yasha also displayed weird habits too, like inhaling deeply when ever he was around Kagome on certain days, a far away look in the hanyou's eyes. Kagome too, displayed her own quirks around him; she was usually in a better mood, more emotional, more adult at times. Inu Yasha was human, but his senses were more acute, more dog like in nature. If you eliminate his ears, Sota thought. Then took away his sight... And then reduced his nose to human level... Sota frowned, looking down at Inu Yasha's hand. He didn't start to freak out until Kagome's hand moved away. Inu Yasha was more comfortable around Kagome than he was around anyone else. Sota looked at his
sister and at the blankets on her bed. "Momma, grab one of Kagome's blankets and throw it over him."
Sota grabbed the other hand while his mother did as he asked. The blanket settled over Inu Yasha's body then over his tossing head. It took several moments but gradually Inu Yasha settled down, curling up on his side facing toward Kagome. Mrs. Higurashi and Sota looked at each other, both relaxing now that everything was back to normal- or as normal as it could get with a sick, now human, dog demon hanyou. "Mom, it may be better if the two of them shared the bed."
Watching the panting dog demon, Sota's mom could only nod. If Inu Yasha could be trusted to keep Kagome alive, then he certainly could be trusted to keep her virtue. Mrs. Higurashi had ever been given any indication that Inu Yasha was a threat to Kagome- on the contrary; she had seen and sensed that the hanyou cared for her daughter deeply. He had never harmed Kagome and had risked his life constantly to keep her safe. "Sota, keep an eye on them. I'll be right back." The woman stood and left the room. Dutifully, Sota watched the two sleeping sick people. Inu Yasha began to toss again under the blanket and Kagome moaned and rolled over. Sota hoped his mom hurried.
In the dream...
"Sesshomaru." I whispered, and Taomaru looked between the white haired youkai and me. Sesshomaru turned toward us, his tail wrapped around his body. Aside from his tail, he wore nothing else that I could see. He reminded me of a lost child and the bewildered look on his face only emphasized the image.
"Nude sleeper," Taomaru murmured and nodded to himself. I blushed and couldn't help it.
The Lord of the Western Lands backed away from the railing, shaking his head as if he could make the view of the city disappear. "Where- Where am I?" he asked, his fear and confusion evident. Welcome to my world, I thought absently. I held out my hands to him, unsure as to why I did it.
"Sesshomaru," I coaxed. "Come here and I'll explain." He looked at me and he looked truly afraid. I smiled sympathetically and gestured toward myself. "I won't hurt you. Come here." He blinked and clutched his tail but took a few tentative steps toward me. Seeing his fear, his confusion, I couldn't be afraid of Sesshomaru, at least not totally. He genuinely didn't seem to know what was going on and was showing more emotion in the past few minutes than in any encounter we had had before.
I opened my arms to him and hugged him when he came with in reach. The youkai stood stiff at first then relaxed and hugged me to him. I made to back up and he wouldn't let go. Oh hell! I didn't think I would have this problem and looked to Taomaru for help. He shrugged and shook his head; he didn't know what to do either. He watched Sesshomaru closely though and I had a feeling the dark haired youkai was looking out for my safety.
I sighed and patted Sesshomaru's back in what I hoped was a comforting manner. I looked out at the city, immersing myself in it until Sesshomaru decided to let me go. I felt his weight lessen, but he didn't pull away. I suppressed another sigh and rubbed his back, looking over at the unhelpful Taomaru. But the youkai was starring at Sesshomaru with wide eyes and a smile. I frowned and looked at Sesshomaru, turning my head to do so. I made a full sweep of the area, blinked and looked at the weight on my chest. "Wha? What the hell?"
Instead of the tall elegant youkai we all knew and disliked, Sesshomaru was child size. The fluff of his tail made him seem smaller, only his head peeked out. He clutched at my pajama top with tiny hands and I knew there was no way I'd be able to get him off. He sat on my arms and I felt bare skin I didn't want to identify. I grimaced- now what was I supposed to do?
"Here." Taomaru handed me a shirt from nowhere. I looked at him, shrugged, and set Sess-chan down; everything else was weird, what was a little more?
"Here Sess-chan," I held the oversized shirt out to him. "Put this on, okay?" Big gold eyes looked at me as he took the shirt. I turned my back as he slipped it on. When he was done he tugged on my pant leg. I turned back to the little youkai, eyed his out stretched hands. It was a clear `pick me up!' gesture and I looked uncertainly at Taomaru and he shrugged. "Go ahead- I doubt that he's the real enemy here."
I frowned but bent and picked Sess-chan up. "But why is he like this?"
"Hmm. Good question; here's another. What's he normally like?"
I thought about that for a second. "Mean, nasty, vindictive-"
"Hey!" Sesshomaru cried. I frowned at him and he shrank back.
"I get the point. Tell me though, have you ever observed a more, err, sensitive side?" Taomaru faltered at my surprised expression. He stood beside me and looked down at the pint-sized Sesshomaru. The latter looked up at the other youkai, his brows furrowed together and a frown on his face.
"You're a dog youkai, right?" Sesshomaru asked, voice higher, face cute as he thought about something important.
Going back to the original question, I said. "Yes. I don't know why, but he takes care of a little girl named Rin. I'm not sure how they met, but he either saved her life or brought her back to life. Again, I have no idea why. He looks after her and protects her."
Taomaru nodded to himself. "Dreams in general will bring out the more buried characteristics in their personality. In a dream mesh, they become very pronounced and have interesting manifestations." He pointed at the child size Sesshomaru in my arms.
I spoke before I thought. "Does that mean that you're a miserable, cold hearted bastard when awake?" Even Sesshomaru looked at me in surprise, his small hands covering his tiny ears.
Taomaru's lips pursed and then he frowned. "I bet you're sweet and subtle when awake, huh Kagome?"
Not exactly... I ducked my head. "Point taken." I was about to ask what do we do now, when I felt weird inside. My insides felt like jelly, the same feeling I got every time I had to run to the bathroom before I was be sick. I didn't realize I had knelt until Taomaru knelt beside me, a concerned look on his face. He took Sesshomaru- who I had been clutching tightly to my chest- from my, and I covered my mouth with my hands. I coughed violently, my head spinning. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling, trying to find out why I was feeling suddenly ill.
I felt a pull, a desperate, unceasing tug in my heart that demanded I find something. No; someone! With that realization followed another- I wasn't sick, it was only an echo of what Inu Yasha was feeling. I coughed again and my hand came away with blood. I felt the tie between Inu Yasha and I jerk. I opened my eyes and could see the tie, the cord that connected us. It hummed importantly, disappearing into the city, and the sick feeling inside me got worse. I looked up at Taomaru and answered his unasked question.
"Inu Yasha's under attack. We have to find him-now."
In Kagome's room.
With Sota's help, Mrs. Higurashi the fight to get Inu Yasha into Kagome's bed was relatively easy. Initially, when they had pulled Inu Yasha upright, the hanyou had been stubborn. He had fought them; pulling away and trying to lie back down. He mumbled incoherent phrases- things like `go away' and `... leave me alone.' Throughout the process he never fully woke up, his eyes only half open and blank. It was alarming for both boy and mother to see Inu Yasha so out of it. However, there was one moment of lucidity from Inu Yasha was very disturbing for the two.
Speaking softly, encouraging him, Mrs. Higurashi had been shaking Inu Yasha. She had finally gotten him standing and was holing him up until Sota moved Kagome over on the bed. His head had been resting on hers, his hands on her arms lightly. His eyes had suddenly blinked open, the violet orbs clear but panicked. He stood on his own, his hands gripping her shoulders and said in a voice rough with pain, "Get Miroku. Youkai in the house-making us sick." He shook Mrs. Higurashi, eyes locked with hers. "Get Miroku!" One the last, his voice had gone soft, his eyes closing. He sagged against the shaken woman, his fever spiking again, and his weight almost made her fall over.
When Inu Yasha was tucked in beside Kagome he immediately curled around her sleeping form. He spooned against her, his arms around her waist and his chin resting on her head. Kagome cuddled back against him, sighing in her sleep. Mrs. Higurashi watched all of this, still having quiet reservations about this idea. She smiled, feeling silly after the two got comfortable and did nothing more. They slept soundly, a slight snore coming from Inu Yasha. She checked their temperatures; their fever's going down at a remarkable rate. They can sense each other even when asleep, she thought; with both of them sick and vulnerable, the necessity of closeness was all the more prevalent. But the hanyou's moment of clarity bothered the woman. Had he been serious or suffering the remnants of a fever dream? She turned to Sota and found him asleep at the end of Kagome's bed. Still troubled, mother picked up son, turned off the bedside lamp and left.
References
1. mailto:KildareAngel@aol.com