Disclaimers: Don't own Inuyasha... grrrr...
Hi! This is Nimue here! Please review my work, it's the only way I'll know to write more. And please include any criticsm so that I can improve.
' - That means emphasis in a sentence or dialouge. It also means thinking.
Gomen- Sorry Oshimatzu- if i spelled it correctly, it means 'shit'. Osuwari- Sit
That should be all the Japanese I included in this chapter.
Now! On wiiith the shooooow! ^O^
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Admittedly, it was not the best decision ever, but quite frankly, the fact that she was getting
away with it pleased her very much indeed.
They had been back at Kaede-bachan's for almost three days- three days in which she
had done almost everything except beg Inuyasha to let her take a badly need return to the future.
His continuous stubborn refusals were driving her over a shaking edge. Now she was finally fed
up, and she would be damned if she couldn't go back to her home.
"My home. 'My 'home', Inuyasha!" She gritted through tightly clenched teeth. "You act
as if I belong 'here'!" She darted through the forest, now and again looking over her shoulder to
see if he was following her; she kept her voice down anyway.
'Inuyasha is going to throw one major fit if he finds me running away…again.' A
small tingle of guilt flashed through her like a hot spotlight hitting an escapee in a prison break. 'I
shouldn't even be feeling guilty for trying to return home. I have tests, I have family, I
have homework, I have… ' Suddenly, she stopped. "What am I doing? Am I actually trying to
explain myself to that… that arrogant bastard?" She shook her head violently. This was
insanity. She really had been here too long.
Pushing back a wild strand of bush that was straying, the Bone Eater's Well came into
view, solitary and lonely while it sat in an open meadow, the old tall trees encircling it, keeping
their distance as if they too knew the youkai bones thrown into the dry spring's depths. With
another nervous glance about the open glade- this was probably the most exposed part of her
journey, the easiest time for the hanyou to spot her- she sprinted out as fast as her legs could
carry her. The world slipped around her, green and brown and black in the deep night, while
the well loomed ever-growing in front of her. She was nearing it- nearing it- she reached out to
touch the lip of the well, swinging herself over it-
And hung there. Dangling over the eerie bottomless pit, her mouth dropped open.
"Inuyasha. I will kill you," she said, catching a glimpse of vivid red out of the corner of her eye,
a flash of his brilliant kimono. "I will 'osuwari' you until your back breaks!" She murmured in a
dangerously calm voice, but squeaked with fright when his hold on her shook for a second and
she realized what she had said.
"Ahh, oshimatzu! Gomen, Inuyasha, but 'let me go'!"
Inuyasha's figure emerged in front of her clearly, a tight glare plastered on his face.
"That didn't help you one bit, wench," he growled at her, lifting her up easily and depositing her
on the ground next to the well. He stood over her, shutting out the crescent moon's gleaming
light, a formidable image in the darkness. "I did not say you could go back."
Gathering herself up, she faced him, shooting up out of her clumsy position on the
ground like a bat out of hell. Her narrowed eyes glittered perilously in the soft light, shadows
and darkness veiling her expression. "Inuyasha, I need to return home." She said. "I haven't
been there in over two weeks. You promised I could go back when we returned to Kaede-
bachan's. So we're here, but 'I' shouldn't be!" Her voice hardened with determination. "You
can't keep me here forever, Inuyasha."
Silence.
She watched him, her head tilted slightly down so he couldn't see her face, and peered
up at him with diamond-hard eyes through her raven bangs. His eyes shimmered dully in the
night, betraying the brightness she always saw in the morning hours. The long silver hair he
never tied back shined the same way the moon did. But she couldn't see his face. The moon
disappeared behind fast moving clouds and the shadows were playing too quickly
When the stillness stretched on longer, her patience reached a brink and she opened her
mouth angrily to say 'it'.
"Kagome. Shut up."
"Nani?!" She said, her voice peaking in boiling anger; her eyes widening in utter fury.
The hands at her sides tightened into white-knuckled fists as one of them drew back to land him
a punch in his stomach that would serve her anger far more than any simple 'osuwari' could.
Abruptly, the moon reappeared, and all the curtains hiding Inuyasha's face were pulled
away. He wasn't even looking at her, the damn hanyou! Instead, he was gazing stricken over
her should- stricken? Unexpected fear paralyzed her, the feeling dropping her stomach to her
knees.
"…Inuyasha, nani-" Her voice dwindled into nothing when she turned around, following
the hanyou's line of vision.
And then, there were explosions of pain.
Kagome was sitting on the ground after having reeled backward at the force of the blow,
complacently gazing at her right shoulder from which an arrow shaft protruded. There was
blood. There was a lot of blood, Kagome thought hazily. There was a lot of blood. And her
right arm wouldn't move. So she tried her left one. There was a lot of blood. And it was
getting all over her shirt. Hell, it was getting all over everything. There was really a lot of it.
"Kikyou, get the hell out of here!"
"I told you once already Inuyasha," sung a cool voice out of the darkness. But it didn't
say exactly what it had told him. The deathly calmness of the words hung lazily in the dim air.
Inuyasha was still standing there, above her and a little in front. So close, and even from
within the sheen of pain that was clouding Kagome's vision, she could see his hand twitching
toward the Tetsusaiga hanging at his hip. 'Inu… I-Inuyasha…'
"If she moves again, I'll aim for the heart."
Kagome froze like a deer that found itself in a sleeping lions' den, from where she had
been slinking as subtly as she could toward the well. If she could only get there, if she could
only make it to the shrine.
Inuyasha snatched at glance back at Kagome, the piercing look of total anguish
wrenching the breath from her shuddering chest. "Ka-"
"Inuyasha." The voice demanded.
Inuyasha flinched slightly, a mere twitch of one of his amber eyes.
"Go." His mouth formed silently around that one word. Urgency flared in his eyes.
"Go."
"Inuyasha!" The voice ordered, this time with a trace of suspicion.
Kagome's head moved in a resemblance of a nod, just before the time sped up again,
seeming to want to make up for the infinite moments it had permitted before.
Biting her lip against the pain, Kagome scrambled up and dashed the few feet to the
well. Or she tried to. A gentle rushing behind her caught her ears, accompanied by a grunt, and
she watched in shock when Inuyasha staggered back against the lip of the well with an arrow in
his arm. An arrow Kagome realized had been meant for her heart.
Inuyasha snapped his head over to look at her, frozen. "Why are you standing there
bitch? Go!" He turned, while another arrow slashed by Kagome's cheek, grazing the skin,
propelling her with his good arm head over heels into the Bone Eater's Well, and followed after
her.
"This isn't over yet, Kagome," reached a cool voice to her ears.
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Kagome landed roughly on her back, escorted home by a small rush of dirt and dust.
The world exploded again and she instinctively curled up, her good left hand curling cautiously
around the arrow shaft in her shoulder. A painful gasp left her mouth before she shuddered,
feeling the blood in her body running down the arrow, running down her hand.
A warm, wet and clawed hand covered her own, causing Kagome's eyes to snap open.
Her brain registered Inuyasha's presence but didn't pursue the line of thought when he ripped
the arrow out of her arm.
She couldn't prevent the scream.
Or the tears.
Or the curses.
But she probably could have prevented the blow.
Either way, the left-handed punch sent Inuyasha for a short trip backwards, onto his
rear. She laughed, seeing Inuyasha's arm trailing blood too, but the arrow was missing. Had he
pulled the thing out himself? What an idiot, to do- to- to… There was still a lot of blood on
her… Her shirt… and her a-ar- and her shirt… Some on her hand too. It was- was… really
kinda…
Really kinda funny.
She poked Inuyasha in his shoulder, just above the wound and watched his face, here
eyes narrowed doubtfully. "Hey! Hey, You. Oi! You, ha-hanyou." She said to him when he
took her in his arms and leaped out of the well. "I'm… talking to You. You said... you
promised… you…'d…. pro-pro-pro… you know. Well," she asked him. It was night here
too, his face yet again hidden by the shadows and his hair hanging into his face. It tickled her,
but she didn't let it distract her, this idea was the one sure thingy one sure clear thingy in her
mind. "Well?" she prodded him again, seeing movement in his face at this. Her head lolled
back. The were moving pretty fast, like this guy had a mission. The stars were radiant, dazzling,
they filled the sky, like jewels in a woman's hair, the moon her most special decoration. But
they were bright, getting shinier, making her eyes water at the light. Her poking hand shoved
him with as much force as she could muster, thinking back to her thought. "Well? What do
You have to say for Yourself?" she demanded, as much to the moon and stars as to the hanyou.
Then her bright eyes died, and her good hand slipped slowly down his shirt, falling limply into
her lap.
The stars twinkled past them, watching solemnly. The hanyou had found the human's
mother. She was inside the kitchen. He just had to- to step in and they could fix her.
He whispered it to her hair, to the stars, and to the glittering moon, "… I'm sorry,
Kagome."
Hi! This is Nimue here! Please review my work, it's the only way I'll know to write more. And please include any criticsm so that I can improve.
' - That means emphasis in a sentence or dialouge. It also means thinking.
Gomen- Sorry Oshimatzu- if i spelled it correctly, it means 'shit'. Osuwari- Sit
That should be all the Japanese I included in this chapter.
Now! On wiiith the shooooow! ^O^
*************************************
Admittedly, it was not the best decision ever, but quite frankly, the fact that she was getting
away with it pleased her very much indeed.
They had been back at Kaede-bachan's for almost three days- three days in which she
had done almost everything except beg Inuyasha to let her take a badly need return to the future.
His continuous stubborn refusals were driving her over a shaking edge. Now she was finally fed
up, and she would be damned if she couldn't go back to her home.
"My home. 'My 'home', Inuyasha!" She gritted through tightly clenched teeth. "You act
as if I belong 'here'!" She darted through the forest, now and again looking over her shoulder to
see if he was following her; she kept her voice down anyway.
'Inuyasha is going to throw one major fit if he finds me running away…again.' A
small tingle of guilt flashed through her like a hot spotlight hitting an escapee in a prison break. 'I
shouldn't even be feeling guilty for trying to return home. I have tests, I have family, I
have homework, I have… ' Suddenly, she stopped. "What am I doing? Am I actually trying to
explain myself to that… that arrogant bastard?" She shook her head violently. This was
insanity. She really had been here too long.
Pushing back a wild strand of bush that was straying, the Bone Eater's Well came into
view, solitary and lonely while it sat in an open meadow, the old tall trees encircling it, keeping
their distance as if they too knew the youkai bones thrown into the dry spring's depths. With
another nervous glance about the open glade- this was probably the most exposed part of her
journey, the easiest time for the hanyou to spot her- she sprinted out as fast as her legs could
carry her. The world slipped around her, green and brown and black in the deep night, while
the well loomed ever-growing in front of her. She was nearing it- nearing it- she reached out to
touch the lip of the well, swinging herself over it-
And hung there. Dangling over the eerie bottomless pit, her mouth dropped open.
"Inuyasha. I will kill you," she said, catching a glimpse of vivid red out of the corner of her eye,
a flash of his brilliant kimono. "I will 'osuwari' you until your back breaks!" She murmured in a
dangerously calm voice, but squeaked with fright when his hold on her shook for a second and
she realized what she had said.
"Ahh, oshimatzu! Gomen, Inuyasha, but 'let me go'!"
Inuyasha's figure emerged in front of her clearly, a tight glare plastered on his face.
"That didn't help you one bit, wench," he growled at her, lifting her up easily and depositing her
on the ground next to the well. He stood over her, shutting out the crescent moon's gleaming
light, a formidable image in the darkness. "I did not say you could go back."
Gathering herself up, she faced him, shooting up out of her clumsy position on the
ground like a bat out of hell. Her narrowed eyes glittered perilously in the soft light, shadows
and darkness veiling her expression. "Inuyasha, I need to return home." She said. "I haven't
been there in over two weeks. You promised I could go back when we returned to Kaede-
bachan's. So we're here, but 'I' shouldn't be!" Her voice hardened with determination. "You
can't keep me here forever, Inuyasha."
Silence.
She watched him, her head tilted slightly down so he couldn't see her face, and peered
up at him with diamond-hard eyes through her raven bangs. His eyes shimmered dully in the
night, betraying the brightness she always saw in the morning hours. The long silver hair he
never tied back shined the same way the moon did. But she couldn't see his face. The moon
disappeared behind fast moving clouds and the shadows were playing too quickly
When the stillness stretched on longer, her patience reached a brink and she opened her
mouth angrily to say 'it'.
"Kagome. Shut up."
"Nani?!" She said, her voice peaking in boiling anger; her eyes widening in utter fury.
The hands at her sides tightened into white-knuckled fists as one of them drew back to land him
a punch in his stomach that would serve her anger far more than any simple 'osuwari' could.
Abruptly, the moon reappeared, and all the curtains hiding Inuyasha's face were pulled
away. He wasn't even looking at her, the damn hanyou! Instead, he was gazing stricken over
her should- stricken? Unexpected fear paralyzed her, the feeling dropping her stomach to her
knees.
"…Inuyasha, nani-" Her voice dwindled into nothing when she turned around, following
the hanyou's line of vision.
And then, there were explosions of pain.
Kagome was sitting on the ground after having reeled backward at the force of the blow,
complacently gazing at her right shoulder from which an arrow shaft protruded. There was
blood. There was a lot of blood, Kagome thought hazily. There was a lot of blood. And her
right arm wouldn't move. So she tried her left one. There was a lot of blood. And it was
getting all over her shirt. Hell, it was getting all over everything. There was really a lot of it.
"Kikyou, get the hell out of here!"
"I told you once already Inuyasha," sung a cool voice out of the darkness. But it didn't
say exactly what it had told him. The deathly calmness of the words hung lazily in the dim air.
Inuyasha was still standing there, above her and a little in front. So close, and even from
within the sheen of pain that was clouding Kagome's vision, she could see his hand twitching
toward the Tetsusaiga hanging at his hip. 'Inu… I-Inuyasha…'
"If she moves again, I'll aim for the heart."
Kagome froze like a deer that found itself in a sleeping lions' den, from where she had
been slinking as subtly as she could toward the well. If she could only get there, if she could
only make it to the shrine.
Inuyasha snatched at glance back at Kagome, the piercing look of total anguish
wrenching the breath from her shuddering chest. "Ka-"
"Inuyasha." The voice demanded.
Inuyasha flinched slightly, a mere twitch of one of his amber eyes.
"Go." His mouth formed silently around that one word. Urgency flared in his eyes.
"Go."
"Inuyasha!" The voice ordered, this time with a trace of suspicion.
Kagome's head moved in a resemblance of a nod, just before the time sped up again,
seeming to want to make up for the infinite moments it had permitted before.
Biting her lip against the pain, Kagome scrambled up and dashed the few feet to the
well. Or she tried to. A gentle rushing behind her caught her ears, accompanied by a grunt, and
she watched in shock when Inuyasha staggered back against the lip of the well with an arrow in
his arm. An arrow Kagome realized had been meant for her heart.
Inuyasha snapped his head over to look at her, frozen. "Why are you standing there
bitch? Go!" He turned, while another arrow slashed by Kagome's cheek, grazing the skin,
propelling her with his good arm head over heels into the Bone Eater's Well, and followed after
her.
"This isn't over yet, Kagome," reached a cool voice to her ears.
************************
Kagome landed roughly on her back, escorted home by a small rush of dirt and dust.
The world exploded again and she instinctively curled up, her good left hand curling cautiously
around the arrow shaft in her shoulder. A painful gasp left her mouth before she shuddered,
feeling the blood in her body running down the arrow, running down her hand.
A warm, wet and clawed hand covered her own, causing Kagome's eyes to snap open.
Her brain registered Inuyasha's presence but didn't pursue the line of thought when he ripped
the arrow out of her arm.
She couldn't prevent the scream.
Or the tears.
Or the curses.
But she probably could have prevented the blow.
Either way, the left-handed punch sent Inuyasha for a short trip backwards, onto his
rear. She laughed, seeing Inuyasha's arm trailing blood too, but the arrow was missing. Had he
pulled the thing out himself? What an idiot, to do- to- to… There was still a lot of blood on
her… Her shirt… and her a-ar- and her shirt… Some on her hand too. It was- was… really
kinda…
Really kinda funny.
She poked Inuyasha in his shoulder, just above the wound and watched his face, here
eyes narrowed doubtfully. "Hey! Hey, You. Oi! You, ha-hanyou." She said to him when he
took her in his arms and leaped out of the well. "I'm… talking to You. You said... you
promised… you…'d…. pro-pro-pro… you know. Well," she asked him. It was night here
too, his face yet again hidden by the shadows and his hair hanging into his face. It tickled her,
but she didn't let it distract her, this idea was the one sure thingy one sure clear thingy in her
mind. "Well?" she prodded him again, seeing movement in his face at this. Her head lolled
back. The were moving pretty fast, like this guy had a mission. The stars were radiant, dazzling,
they filled the sky, like jewels in a woman's hair, the moon her most special decoration. But
they were bright, getting shinier, making her eyes water at the light. Her poking hand shoved
him with as much force as she could muster, thinking back to her thought. "Well? What do
You have to say for Yourself?" she demanded, as much to the moon and stars as to the hanyou.
Then her bright eyes died, and her good hand slipped slowly down his shirt, falling limply into
her lap.
The stars twinkled past them, watching solemnly. The hanyou had found the human's
mother. She was inside the kitchen. He just had to- to step in and they could fix her.
He whispered it to her hair, to the stars, and to the glittering moon, "… I'm sorry,
Kagome."