Guardian Angel chapter 9
When Korunue awoke, she found the wolves to be asleep and herself to be dry. She tiptoed to the cave exit... only to be blocked by the guard.
"Where'd'ya think YOU'RE goin'?" he asked her, snarling. She tried her best to look meek and timid and lovely. Not hard... she was scared silly. She lowered her eyes and looked down under her lowered lashes at the ground.
"I.. I went to get some flowers for Koga. And perhaps try my hand at hunting... it's been a while since I last held my bow. He said I could." The lie was from desperation. But it worked. The wolf-man grunted and let her go into the woods. She got as far away as she dared before breaking into a run. She wasn't as fast as Koga, or even a hanyou, but still much faster than a normal human.
She made it to the town, buying a red scarf from a blind peddler, and tied the scarf on her head to cover her ears. She then walked into town, finding people a lot more friendly. She asked around to find that the town was called Tirah Nosti, and that she could stay at a place called the Red Dragon Inn. (a/n: this was thrown in to show at what point in the storyline she goes to the inn. I won't go into all she stuff she did there during her long stay.)
She stayed there for a long time, running errands and such, making a living, helping people. She made some friends, and got a room with one of them, looking after her. She felt... accepterd, there. She no longer needed her scarf. She even met a neko-youkai, and a few other types of animal-people. But still she wondered about her orgins, and her father. So, eventually, she said goodbye to her newfound home, donned her scarf, and headed off into the forest again, steering clear of Koga's men.
She got to another, smaller village and asked about any Youkai in the area. She posed as a youkai hunter, and was rather welcome. They looked oddly at the scarf, but then again, they looked oddly at her, she being so new. They probably thought it was some sort of fashon in bigger towns and left it at that. She heard legands of a warewolf that lived in the woods, and heard him described as a wolf-man, a dog-man. He didn't wear furs, though; he was not on of Koga's people. He wore, instead, red garmets, and he had white hair and white canine ears. She thought he sounded like a good bet for her father, or one who knew of her father. So she thanked them and set out.
It wasn't long before she found a small hut in the forest. It smelled to her like demon, like Youkai. She removed her scarf and went inside. Nobody was home. She found a simple table and a stump she supposed was for a chair, as well as a pile of leaves and twigs for a bed. She went outside, finding a small hammock and a fre pit and not much else. She sat down against a tree to wait.
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She must have fallen asleep, as she awoke some time later to find a man sitting at the freshly-built fire. She had no idea what time it was, or what day, until she racked her brains. She was beginning to feel... lazy, as though she had all the time in the world with nothing to do. This hermet's lifestyle was beginning to get to her. She looked at the man's back. He had ong, untamed white hair, and white ears. He wore a red outfit, tarnished and dirty, as though it had been slopped on and not well taken care of. He had a rosary around his neck. She stood, slowly, feeling for the first time the cold seeping into her pores, and moved nearer to the fire. Not too near, though; the cold felt almost good, almost... wild. The night was wonderful, magnificant, wild, free of humans. She looked over to see him about the same distence away, or a little further. The fire felt nice, as well.
She looked him over. He was obviously a hanyou, since he had no tail and his ears were canine. Canine, not lupine. She almost laughed. Canine! A fellow Inu Youkai! She smiled at him, and he looked at her coldly. Her smile faded. He went to the fire and pulled something out. She hadn't noticed the redwood spit in it before, but when he pulled out a portion of deer, she felt her hungar for the first time. He grunted and tossed her a chunk and began to gnaw on another one. She began to eat delicatly, then gave up her manners and began tearing smaller chunks from it and stuffing them in her mouth. Who cared, out here?
They finished their meal in silence. Then, he pulled out a small knife and began working on a carving. She sat there for a bit, then ventured to speak.
"Pray tell me, what is your name, kind hanyou?" she asked, all mekeness and timidity and politeness. He said nothing. He looked up at her, ears twitching, then tossed her the knife and a chunk of wood and used his claws for his carving. She looked down at the tools. "I'm no good at wittling..." she said. He glared up at her, rolling his eyes in exasperation, and moved closer to her, holding out his to show her how to do it. He cut in short, swift strokes, making a 3-d carving, though what it was was unclear at this point. She began to imitate his strokes clumsily, and he stopped her. He pointed at a tree nearby, somewhat twisty, and guestured to her wood block, as if to say "carve that." She instantly realized that what she had been lacking was a subject. He took the wood and made a few guiding strokes to get her started. Soon she was absorbed by it. She looked up some time later, being nearly done with her tree, to find him staring at her. She shifted a bit, and looked at his carving. He was carving a woman, so far faceless. He was adding a face. The top of her head was left undone, but her body was finished. He was working up from her feet.
She was beginning to get nervous and bored. As eeriy neat as the silence was, it was getting to her. She began to babble on. "I bet you're wondering why I'm here, arn't you? I'm looking for my dad. I don't know his name. Do you know him, mr. Silent? See, my mom died when I was little." he finished carving the face and hair. It looked eerily like.... her. He worked on making the dog ears furrier. She kept babbleing on. "I don't remember her. Her name was Kagome." He jerked up at the name, cutting his thumb and cutting the ear off of his carving. She continued. "Ka-go-me" she sounded out the name, so forign to her. He gasped and sliced off the other ear. She peered intently at it. It did not look like her anymore; she had never worn a uniform anything like that. He took in a sharp breath.
"Kagome" he whispered, his voice horse from lack of use. He licked his lips, swallowed, and said again, in a richer, deeper voice, "Kagome. Ka-go-me. Not wench, bitch, or woman. Kagome. Not human, or idiot girl. Ka-go-me. Kagome." Each time he spoke, his voice grew stronger, and... sadder. He looked up, grabbing the front of her kimono with one powerful hand. He lifted up. "What do you know of Kagome?" he snarled, dropping the carving.
"Kagome was my oka-san, my mom."
He snarled. "Lies! Kagome never mated with any youkai! Tell the truth, Hanyou!" The word was snarled, though he himself was a hanyou.
"I... I'mnotahanyou. I'm a quarter Inu youkai. pleasedon'tkillmemrsir!" She was scared out of her wits by this stranger. he dropped her, sending her sprawling on her butt. He looked stricken, then looked kindly down upon her.
"Korunue.... but..." he looked confused. "I left you with Sango... and Miroku... don't tell me they..." he looked saddened.
"No! no. They're fine. I... ran away." She slowly picked herself up while she said this, only to have him sagavly turn on her, gripping her shoulders firmly and shaking her.
"Idiot girl! Why in 7 hells would you do that?!?!?!?!?!?!?"
Kagome rubbed the back of her neck. "sensaihitShippuandIwenttosavehimandhehitmeandoka-sanprotectedmeandweranaway!!!" She began to cry. "don'thurtmelemmiego!!"
The hanyou complied. "Feh. Who was this sensai?" he asked, trying to make sense of her rushed story.
"Sesshomaru-sama."
"NANI?!?!" he looked angered. "Fluffy-chan!!! I TOLD him, if he DARED lay a FINGER on Korunue, he'd pay for it with his life!! That bastard!" His hands clenched into fists. "I'll KILL him!"
"no, don't, Oka-san punished him already!" the tearful girl managed.
He looked strangly at her. "wait... Sango, you mean? Did she hit him with her boomerang?"
"No.. Oka-san. Kagome. She... yelled, and made my jewel light up, and he fell back..."
the hanyou looked saddened. "You.... you DO know she's dead?"
"hai. She protected me."
"That sounds like her." he muttered.
"'sounds like her'? You... you knew Oka-san?" Raven asked timidly.
The hanyou chuckled. "I guess you could say that... daughter." (a/n: as if you didn't know like 12 paragraphs ago! lol. )
Raven was astonished. "O... Ota-san?"
Inuyasha pulled her into a rough hug. "I'm so sorry, Korunue, I couldn't handle raising you alone, so I left you with my best friend and his new wife, Sango."
Raven hugged him back, then they released each other. "It'll be great having you here with me! I can teach you how to hunt, and..." Inuyasha began. Raven did not look all that excited. "What's wrong?" he asked her.
"I... well... I don't think I can do that, live all alone with you out here. I'd miss people too much. I'm sorry." She looked downcast.
"Well, then, we'll have to move to the village then!" he smiled broadly at her.
"You mean it?"
"I do. Anything for my Korunue."
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When Korunue awoke, she found the wolves to be asleep and herself to be dry. She tiptoed to the cave exit... only to be blocked by the guard.
"Where'd'ya think YOU'RE goin'?" he asked her, snarling. She tried her best to look meek and timid and lovely. Not hard... she was scared silly. She lowered her eyes and looked down under her lowered lashes at the ground.
"I.. I went to get some flowers for Koga. And perhaps try my hand at hunting... it's been a while since I last held my bow. He said I could." The lie was from desperation. But it worked. The wolf-man grunted and let her go into the woods. She got as far away as she dared before breaking into a run. She wasn't as fast as Koga, or even a hanyou, but still much faster than a normal human.
She made it to the town, buying a red scarf from a blind peddler, and tied the scarf on her head to cover her ears. She then walked into town, finding people a lot more friendly. She asked around to find that the town was called Tirah Nosti, and that she could stay at a place called the Red Dragon Inn. (a/n: this was thrown in to show at what point in the storyline she goes to the inn. I won't go into all she stuff she did there during her long stay.)
She stayed there for a long time, running errands and such, making a living, helping people. She made some friends, and got a room with one of them, looking after her. She felt... accepterd, there. She no longer needed her scarf. She even met a neko-youkai, and a few other types of animal-people. But still she wondered about her orgins, and her father. So, eventually, she said goodbye to her newfound home, donned her scarf, and headed off into the forest again, steering clear of Koga's men.
She got to another, smaller village and asked about any Youkai in the area. She posed as a youkai hunter, and was rather welcome. They looked oddly at the scarf, but then again, they looked oddly at her, she being so new. They probably thought it was some sort of fashon in bigger towns and left it at that. She heard legands of a warewolf that lived in the woods, and heard him described as a wolf-man, a dog-man. He didn't wear furs, though; he was not on of Koga's people. He wore, instead, red garmets, and he had white hair and white canine ears. She thought he sounded like a good bet for her father, or one who knew of her father. So she thanked them and set out.
It wasn't long before she found a small hut in the forest. It smelled to her like demon, like Youkai. She removed her scarf and went inside. Nobody was home. She found a simple table and a stump she supposed was for a chair, as well as a pile of leaves and twigs for a bed. She went outside, finding a small hammock and a fre pit and not much else. She sat down against a tree to wait.
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She must have fallen asleep, as she awoke some time later to find a man sitting at the freshly-built fire. She had no idea what time it was, or what day, until she racked her brains. She was beginning to feel... lazy, as though she had all the time in the world with nothing to do. This hermet's lifestyle was beginning to get to her. She looked at the man's back. He had ong, untamed white hair, and white ears. He wore a red outfit, tarnished and dirty, as though it had been slopped on and not well taken care of. He had a rosary around his neck. She stood, slowly, feeling for the first time the cold seeping into her pores, and moved nearer to the fire. Not too near, though; the cold felt almost good, almost... wild. The night was wonderful, magnificant, wild, free of humans. She looked over to see him about the same distence away, or a little further. The fire felt nice, as well.
She looked him over. He was obviously a hanyou, since he had no tail and his ears were canine. Canine, not lupine. She almost laughed. Canine! A fellow Inu Youkai! She smiled at him, and he looked at her coldly. Her smile faded. He went to the fire and pulled something out. She hadn't noticed the redwood spit in it before, but when he pulled out a portion of deer, she felt her hungar for the first time. He grunted and tossed her a chunk and began to gnaw on another one. She began to eat delicatly, then gave up her manners and began tearing smaller chunks from it and stuffing them in her mouth. Who cared, out here?
They finished their meal in silence. Then, he pulled out a small knife and began working on a carving. She sat there for a bit, then ventured to speak.
"Pray tell me, what is your name, kind hanyou?" she asked, all mekeness and timidity and politeness. He said nothing. He looked up at her, ears twitching, then tossed her the knife and a chunk of wood and used his claws for his carving. She looked down at the tools. "I'm no good at wittling..." she said. He glared up at her, rolling his eyes in exasperation, and moved closer to her, holding out his to show her how to do it. He cut in short, swift strokes, making a 3-d carving, though what it was was unclear at this point. She began to imitate his strokes clumsily, and he stopped her. He pointed at a tree nearby, somewhat twisty, and guestured to her wood block, as if to say "carve that." She instantly realized that what she had been lacking was a subject. He took the wood and made a few guiding strokes to get her started. Soon she was absorbed by it. She looked up some time later, being nearly done with her tree, to find him staring at her. She shifted a bit, and looked at his carving. He was carving a woman, so far faceless. He was adding a face. The top of her head was left undone, but her body was finished. He was working up from her feet.
She was beginning to get nervous and bored. As eeriy neat as the silence was, it was getting to her. She began to babble on. "I bet you're wondering why I'm here, arn't you? I'm looking for my dad. I don't know his name. Do you know him, mr. Silent? See, my mom died when I was little." he finished carving the face and hair. It looked eerily like.... her. He worked on making the dog ears furrier. She kept babbleing on. "I don't remember her. Her name was Kagome." He jerked up at the name, cutting his thumb and cutting the ear off of his carving. She continued. "Ka-go-me" she sounded out the name, so forign to her. He gasped and sliced off the other ear. She peered intently at it. It did not look like her anymore; she had never worn a uniform anything like that. He took in a sharp breath.
"Kagome" he whispered, his voice horse from lack of use. He licked his lips, swallowed, and said again, in a richer, deeper voice, "Kagome. Ka-go-me. Not wench, bitch, or woman. Kagome. Not human, or idiot girl. Ka-go-me. Kagome." Each time he spoke, his voice grew stronger, and... sadder. He looked up, grabbing the front of her kimono with one powerful hand. He lifted up. "What do you know of Kagome?" he snarled, dropping the carving.
"Kagome was my oka-san, my mom."
He snarled. "Lies! Kagome never mated with any youkai! Tell the truth, Hanyou!" The word was snarled, though he himself was a hanyou.
"I... I'mnotahanyou. I'm a quarter Inu youkai. pleasedon'tkillmemrsir!" She was scared out of her wits by this stranger. he dropped her, sending her sprawling on her butt. He looked stricken, then looked kindly down upon her.
"Korunue.... but..." he looked confused. "I left you with Sango... and Miroku... don't tell me they..." he looked saddened.
"No! no. They're fine. I... ran away." She slowly picked herself up while she said this, only to have him sagavly turn on her, gripping her shoulders firmly and shaking her.
"Idiot girl! Why in 7 hells would you do that?!?!?!?!?!?!?"
Kagome rubbed the back of her neck. "sensaihitShippuandIwenttosavehimandhehitmeandoka-sanprotectedmeandweranaway!!!" She began to cry. "don'thurtmelemmiego!!"
The hanyou complied. "Feh. Who was this sensai?" he asked, trying to make sense of her rushed story.
"Sesshomaru-sama."
"NANI?!?!" he looked angered. "Fluffy-chan!!! I TOLD him, if he DARED lay a FINGER on Korunue, he'd pay for it with his life!! That bastard!" His hands clenched into fists. "I'll KILL him!"
"no, don't, Oka-san punished him already!" the tearful girl managed.
He looked strangly at her. "wait... Sango, you mean? Did she hit him with her boomerang?"
"No.. Oka-san. Kagome. She... yelled, and made my jewel light up, and he fell back..."
the hanyou looked saddened. "You.... you DO know she's dead?"
"hai. She protected me."
"That sounds like her." he muttered.
"'sounds like her'? You... you knew Oka-san?" Raven asked timidly.
The hanyou chuckled. "I guess you could say that... daughter." (a/n: as if you didn't know like 12 paragraphs ago! lol. )
Raven was astonished. "O... Ota-san?"
Inuyasha pulled her into a rough hug. "I'm so sorry, Korunue, I couldn't handle raising you alone, so I left you with my best friend and his new wife, Sango."
Raven hugged him back, then they released each other. "It'll be great having you here with me! I can teach you how to hunt, and..." Inuyasha began. Raven did not look all that excited. "What's wrong?" he asked her.
"I... well... I don't think I can do that, live all alone with you out here. I'd miss people too much. I'm sorry." She looked downcast.
"Well, then, we'll have to move to the village then!" he smiled broadly at her.
"You mean it?"
"I do. Anything for my Korunue."
Sappy. REVIEW!!!