A/N: They Like me, they really like me…*sniff* ^_^
Silver Eyes Bright: *Blush*
Little Washu Chan: Evil cliffhangers! MWAHAHAHAHAH!
Alandrem: I know the feeling
Ice Dagger: Poor guy, I'm so mean. ^_^;
An Inuyasha Story
Chapter 3
I felt the world slowly coming back to me. The stupid bastards must have cut me down too soon…or this is what it feels like to be dead. Even with my still very dulled hearing I could make out that some one was very close so I did my best to keep my breathing quiet, my eyes closed, and my body still. If I pretended I was dead till they left, then I could slink off to heal. We'll see who's laughing when I give those bastards a real reason to hang me.
As my senses slowly faded back in I realized that something wasn't right. My nose told that I wasn't in a mass grave that prisoners were usually buried in. My surroundings smelled more like a home; a well lived in home. I could smell one person very close by. Female, defiantly female. Her scent was alluring; spring honey suckles.
As my body regained feeling I could tell that I was already mostly healed, though my throat was still screaming. This in and of it's self confirmed that I was not dead. I was laying one my back on something soft and comfortable. I felt warm and it took me a minute to register that I was covered with a thick blanket.
I heard someone move closer and instinctively lay still. The smell of the female was very close. The soft sound of water caught my ear then a cool rag was placed on my head. Humm…a female…taking care of me? This could be interesting.
Slowly I opened my eyes. At first every thing was blurred, really only blotches of color. I blinked a few times, and throw in a groan to gain pity, before the girl came into focus. I had to admit she was beautiful. Long raven hair and bright cobalt eyes, she was probably only 15 or 16 in human years. Her face was a mask of concern as she looked down at me. I groaned again.
"How are you feeling?" she asked her voice was soft and calming but marred with concern. This would be like shooting fish in a barrel.
"Wa…water…" I choked out. Damn that sounded pathetic! But to my surprise my throat was dry as a bone and a cool drink sounded so appealing. She nodded and disappeared from my line of vision. There was the sound of water again then the sound of a glass being set on a table to my right. The girl reappeared.
"I'm going to help you sit up, ok?" she said taking the cloth from my head. I think I nodded, not that I needed help from a weak human; but the longer I played this out the more I can get out of it. She placed her arm under me. I was surprised that her touch, unlike that of almost every other human I had met, wasn't disdainful. Instead her touch was warm and soft and made me feel safe and secure. I inwardly scowled at myself, there was no way in seven hells I was getting soft, especially over a human girl. She lifted me to a sitting position as if I were made of glass and would brake if she were too hasty. Feh! As if I would be so weak.
"Here. Do you need help?" she asked extending the glass of water to me. I took the glass with a shake of my head and downed it in a single gulp. She smiled. Wow she has a nice smile…what the hell is wrong with me!?
"More." I demanded. She smiled again and filled the glass from a pitcher. I downed three more glasses before my thirst was satisfied.
"You were thirsty." She said with a bright smile, "Are you hungry too?" I was about to answer when my stomach growled. Damn my stomach! But then I had last eaten this morning, before the army had shown up, and judging by the light coming through the window it was already late evening. She giggled. "I'll go fix you something. If you need me just call." I nodded and watched her retreat out the door. She has a nice figure…ah hell! It didn't matter I would be gone by morning.
While she was gone I took in my surroundings. I was lying in a good-sized bed covered with a hand made quilt. Off to my right was a worn end table with a basin of water with a cloth hung over the edge. The only other furniture in the room was a dresser with a large dingy mirror atop it. The room was very cabin like with a rather old looking wooden floor. That's when it hit me. Had this girl…saved me? But why? She better not want repayment, cause she isn't getting it!
My nose suddenly twitched. I sniffed. The air was slowly filling with an incredible smell. It smelled of cooking meat, chicken I think, and…and…something I couldn't place. The smell was warm and made my stomach growl louder. I was about to get up and follow the smell to its source when the door to the room swung open and the girl reentered. She was carrying a tray with bowl of steaming soup on it. One sniff told me this was the source of the delicious smell. She placed the tray in my lap. I looked down into the bowl. It was a chicken based broth with noodles in it. I picked up the provided chopsticks and poked it. This 'soup' was unlike any I had seen before. The girl must have sensed my confusion.
"It's called Ramen. My mom taught me to make it." I eyed her carefully for any signs of trickery. She smiled disarmingly at me. She didn't seem the type to hurt anyone, but then she was human, and this Ramen didn't smell of poison. Carefully I picked up a few noodles and ate them. It was the best thing I had ever tasted! Before I knew what was happening I had inhaled the entire bowl and had it thrust out for more. She giggled and took the bowl back to the kitchen to fill it. I finished off four more bowls before being satisfied. That's when I stared to feel tired.
I guess the day had been harder then I had thought. As the girl took my bowl and tray away for the final time I found the bed suddenly very appealing. I snuggled down into the soft warmth and closed my eyes. As I drifted into sleep I wondered what the girls name was…ah bloody fucking hell!!!!