Disclaimer--- Still, I do not own Inu-Yasha or any of the characters in it;
though I count down the moments until I do.
Author's Note--- Whew! Chapter three. Incase you all haven't noticed, I am placing two full sub chapters on one page. It makes it way easier for me to keep up with it. Thank you all for the reviews, I appreciate it greatly. Keep pouring them in! Critique me if you wish, and complements are always nice!
---Chapter 3---
Kagome became fully aware of the world around her as she began to choke. The pressure around her neck still was plaguing her. Kikyo's touch had been awfully painful. She felt around the skin that had been clutched, knowing that there must be bruising there. With a muffled groan that could not be heard anywhere outside the pit made of stone, Kagome stood. In the darkness, she could not see, but despite that, she knew her way around the perimeter. She had passed through here so many times on her way to and from the Feudal time; and this would be the last. Without hesitation, the young girl felt around the walls, placing her hands on the rough edges. She hoisted herself up, beginning to climb, clumsily, as she always did for the final time.
It seemed as though an eternity passed when she finally felt the tinge of freedom. With a last struggling pull, she forced herself upward, and then out of the Well. She sighed in relief, filling her lungs with the fresh air of her own world. Weakly, she started forward, feeling drained from her last meeting with the evil priestess. Involuntarily, her hands moved up to her neck again. It was an awful feeling; to think oneself so weak; so untrained for such events as that. She gave a mental shrug, bringing her mind back to the present. It no longer mattered, why even bother worrying about it? She wouldn't have to defend herself from any more monsters or soul stealers, perhaps only the occasional modern-life bully, which would be so much easier then the others mentioned. With the thought in mind, her arms fell back to her sides and she started forward towards her own reality.
The shack in which the great Well was placed made her feel at home already. The area was so farmiliar, almost welcoming and beckoning her to stay. With a few absent glances around, she exited into the cool, nighttime air. A gentle breeze blew around her, taking her raven black hair in it's clutches and whirling it around, unbidden to do so. She gave a short shriek, trying to secure her locks back into their rightful place. The attempt was futile. She gave up, looking towards her house and feeling the warmth of home all over again. Every time she came back, she always had this feeling. With a refreshed peace and a relieved mind, she picked up her speed.
"I hope Mom isn't asleep yet.. it is kind of late." She muttered, her gaze strolling to the darkness above. The moonlight was radiant, streaming down on her, illuminating her with an ethereal silver light. A sigh escaped from her; if her mother wasn't up, she was sure her brother would be.
She stopped at her front door, and walked in casually, as though she were coming home from school. A sensation of emotions rose up as she saw the recognizable walls and furniture. A light in the main room turned on and brought her to attention, quickly.
"Hello?" Came her mother's voice, unsurely.
Kagome smiled, "It's me Mom." She said, so not to frighten her any further. The older woman stepped from the other room and smiled upon seeing her daughter.
"Oh Kagome! You're home!" She came to her, embracing Kagome with a mother's care. Kagome chuckled. Her mother never changed and she was sure that she never would.
"Yes mom, I'm home.once and for all." She said, quietly.
Her mother pulled away, disregarding her curiously, but with a complete happiness. "Really, dear? You aren't going back anymore?"
Kagome shook her head. "I'm staying right here." With that, she walked to the side of her mother, towards her own room that she was desperate to see again. She'd never have to be away from it again. She ran her fingers idly over the wall to her right, smiling at the touch and the remembrances. She wouldn't have to leave any more of it behind. Quickly the gesture of her happiness dissipated into a deep frown. The excitement of her life was over. No longer would she see the Feudal areas of Japan. No longer would she see the faces of her very best friends Sango, Miroku, Shippo, and..
Her thoughts stopped her there. Going any farther would be forbidden by her soul. She couldn't continue. Giving her thoughts away to that full demon whelp would have her in tears all over again. She was glad Kikyo had him. She didn't want him any longer. He was nothing but absolute trouble. Despite that, she found herself missing him. Her heart filled with a great distress that came no matter what she did to keep it away. She kept telling herself that he never even liked her; let along had feelings for her, in the first place.
"Inu-Yasha.." She trailed to the darkness of the hallway she was in. He didn't hear her words, no one did.
---Chapter 4--- Desperately, Sango searched the area, feeling lost only because two of her friends were missing. Neither of them had given any word to where they were going, or what they planned to do. She had deduced that Kagome had gone back to her own time. She didn't blame her for leaving. Inu-Yasha had put on quite a show with is transformation that she had no desire to go into. It had appeared as though he didn't want her around anymore because of the might he had received. About the demon, she had only guessed that he would do everything to find Kagome. No matter how mean and heartless he was to her, Sango knew there were feelings within his blackened heart. He had to know she was alright, to find her at peace and to bring her back to him. She doubted that he would. A look of great distress passed over Sango's face. Within the moment, she heard Miroku's silky-smooth voice pass through the spring air to her ears.
"No need to worry, my fair Sango. If you are in too much distress, I can calm your soul, if only you will pay me by having my first born child." She felt his hand come to rest on her rear. Her mind clouded over with rage as she turned to him.
"Miroku, you filthy lecherous pervert!" She screamed, bringing up her hand to slap him once more. She was cut off, as Miroku placed his hands up in innocence.
"I was only joking.you really need to lighten up." He said, dropping his hands once more to his sides. She sighed, knowing that he was right. She was just tense and anxious, and not sure what to do with what was going on. Normally, she could easily have taken full control over a situation. Her nature had always allowed her to take the charge; the lead role.
"I suppose you are right." She trailed, for once allowing him to think himself correct in his statement. His grin grew wider. She offered up the fact that he was slightly handsome when he smiled. Slightly.
"I could help you lighten up." He offered, his voice once more seductive. Sango's fist clenched, the feeling of rage pulsating throughout her whole entire body. Miroku made her so angry sometimes. She just wanted to be rid of him; or perhaps to kill him so that no more women would have to go through his silly antics and acts of 'love'. She rolled her eyes thinking about it. His words and actions made her so angry.
And other times.
She shook away the thoughts, looking forward and deciding to just ignore him. The silence between them was always a comfortable one; as though one shared by close friends or even lovers. She shivered at the thoughts that passed through her mind. Miroku was back beside her in an instant, having tapered off when he was threatened with her fist, silently. He placed an arm around her as best he could with the weapon upon her back. Before she could protest he spoke, sounding more serious then he had previously when talking with her.
"You were shivering."
"You shouldn't care." She mumbled, under her breath.
He felt compelled to tell her that he honestly did, but a figure in the distance caught his eye. Sango had already noticed and pulled away from his half-embrace in the process of rushing ahead. Shippou, who was idly walking behind them with Kirara stopped for a moment and then began to run full speed ahead, the small creature in tow behind him.
The forest scenery all around the companions blurred together in flashes of green and brown, nothing making any pictures for the speed at which they traveled was immense. Sango, despite the heavy demon slaying tool on her back, was moving faster than every one else. Miroku was quite close behind her, his robes slightly in the way of his fast set pace. She motioned him to speed up, though there was not much farther to travel. She could make out the slight tinge of red in clash with the rest of the greenery around them.
It must be Inu-Yasha, she thought to herself, somewhat happily that they had found him so quickly.
Her thoughts of joy went downward when she saw the full view of the picture. Her pace slowed, her heart sped up. Inu-Yasha stood at the Well. The very source used to get to forward into Kagome's time. His back was turned to them, though she could imagine the look that occupied his face. Miroku stepped up to her side.
"What is he doing?" He muttered.
With the question said, Shippou came from behind, rushing forward, yelling at the top of his lungs.
"Inu-Yasha! What are you doing?! You can't go in there?! That's a whole different time! You have to find Kagome right now---" Sango grabbed him off the ground, covering his loud mouth with her hand. Inu-Yasha had turned to look at them, his features contorted in rage.
"You ungrateful idiot. What do you think I'm doing?" His voice was low, hissing with his new full demon nature. His features softened out, his frown becoming something deeper, almost sorrow filled.
"I'm going to find her, and I'm going to do it now." He finished, ready to jump into the well. Miroku rushed forward in hurry, Sango following after throwing Shippou hurriedly to the ground below. They grabbed the full demon before he could leave the currant era. With rage, he attempted to pull from their grasp with much more force than would be needed. It had been a large mistake on his part. With a loud clatter, Inu- Yasha, Sango, and Miroku fell forward into the Bone Eater's Well. The darkness swallowed them whole, their screams ringing through the air.
Shippou watched in horror, Kiara close beside him. He was in surprised shock. Three of his trusted friends had just fallen into the portal to another world.without taking him. He sank to his knees, burying his furry, fox-like face in his hands. With unimaginable sadness he began to cry. Kirara whimpered gloomily at his side.
Author Note.Again!---- As you can see, this is the end for now, but I promise, more is coming, very very soon. I love to write and so I do it quite often. I hope this sounds all right. Remember to review!
Author's Note--- Whew! Chapter three. Incase you all haven't noticed, I am placing two full sub chapters on one page. It makes it way easier for me to keep up with it. Thank you all for the reviews, I appreciate it greatly. Keep pouring them in! Critique me if you wish, and complements are always nice!
---Chapter 3---
Kagome became fully aware of the world around her as she began to choke. The pressure around her neck still was plaguing her. Kikyo's touch had been awfully painful. She felt around the skin that had been clutched, knowing that there must be bruising there. With a muffled groan that could not be heard anywhere outside the pit made of stone, Kagome stood. In the darkness, she could not see, but despite that, she knew her way around the perimeter. She had passed through here so many times on her way to and from the Feudal time; and this would be the last. Without hesitation, the young girl felt around the walls, placing her hands on the rough edges. She hoisted herself up, beginning to climb, clumsily, as she always did for the final time.
It seemed as though an eternity passed when she finally felt the tinge of freedom. With a last struggling pull, she forced herself upward, and then out of the Well. She sighed in relief, filling her lungs with the fresh air of her own world. Weakly, she started forward, feeling drained from her last meeting with the evil priestess. Involuntarily, her hands moved up to her neck again. It was an awful feeling; to think oneself so weak; so untrained for such events as that. She gave a mental shrug, bringing her mind back to the present. It no longer mattered, why even bother worrying about it? She wouldn't have to defend herself from any more monsters or soul stealers, perhaps only the occasional modern-life bully, which would be so much easier then the others mentioned. With the thought in mind, her arms fell back to her sides and she started forward towards her own reality.
The shack in which the great Well was placed made her feel at home already. The area was so farmiliar, almost welcoming and beckoning her to stay. With a few absent glances around, she exited into the cool, nighttime air. A gentle breeze blew around her, taking her raven black hair in it's clutches and whirling it around, unbidden to do so. She gave a short shriek, trying to secure her locks back into their rightful place. The attempt was futile. She gave up, looking towards her house and feeling the warmth of home all over again. Every time she came back, she always had this feeling. With a refreshed peace and a relieved mind, she picked up her speed.
"I hope Mom isn't asleep yet.. it is kind of late." She muttered, her gaze strolling to the darkness above. The moonlight was radiant, streaming down on her, illuminating her with an ethereal silver light. A sigh escaped from her; if her mother wasn't up, she was sure her brother would be.
She stopped at her front door, and walked in casually, as though she were coming home from school. A sensation of emotions rose up as she saw the recognizable walls and furniture. A light in the main room turned on and brought her to attention, quickly.
"Hello?" Came her mother's voice, unsurely.
Kagome smiled, "It's me Mom." She said, so not to frighten her any further. The older woman stepped from the other room and smiled upon seeing her daughter.
"Oh Kagome! You're home!" She came to her, embracing Kagome with a mother's care. Kagome chuckled. Her mother never changed and she was sure that she never would.
"Yes mom, I'm home.once and for all." She said, quietly.
Her mother pulled away, disregarding her curiously, but with a complete happiness. "Really, dear? You aren't going back anymore?"
Kagome shook her head. "I'm staying right here." With that, she walked to the side of her mother, towards her own room that she was desperate to see again. She'd never have to be away from it again. She ran her fingers idly over the wall to her right, smiling at the touch and the remembrances. She wouldn't have to leave any more of it behind. Quickly the gesture of her happiness dissipated into a deep frown. The excitement of her life was over. No longer would she see the Feudal areas of Japan. No longer would she see the faces of her very best friends Sango, Miroku, Shippo, and..
Her thoughts stopped her there. Going any farther would be forbidden by her soul. She couldn't continue. Giving her thoughts away to that full demon whelp would have her in tears all over again. She was glad Kikyo had him. She didn't want him any longer. He was nothing but absolute trouble. Despite that, she found herself missing him. Her heart filled with a great distress that came no matter what she did to keep it away. She kept telling herself that he never even liked her; let along had feelings for her, in the first place.
"Inu-Yasha.." She trailed to the darkness of the hallway she was in. He didn't hear her words, no one did.
---Chapter 4--- Desperately, Sango searched the area, feeling lost only because two of her friends were missing. Neither of them had given any word to where they were going, or what they planned to do. She had deduced that Kagome had gone back to her own time. She didn't blame her for leaving. Inu-Yasha had put on quite a show with is transformation that she had no desire to go into. It had appeared as though he didn't want her around anymore because of the might he had received. About the demon, she had only guessed that he would do everything to find Kagome. No matter how mean and heartless he was to her, Sango knew there were feelings within his blackened heart. He had to know she was alright, to find her at peace and to bring her back to him. She doubted that he would. A look of great distress passed over Sango's face. Within the moment, she heard Miroku's silky-smooth voice pass through the spring air to her ears.
"No need to worry, my fair Sango. If you are in too much distress, I can calm your soul, if only you will pay me by having my first born child." She felt his hand come to rest on her rear. Her mind clouded over with rage as she turned to him.
"Miroku, you filthy lecherous pervert!" She screamed, bringing up her hand to slap him once more. She was cut off, as Miroku placed his hands up in innocence.
"I was only joking.you really need to lighten up." He said, dropping his hands once more to his sides. She sighed, knowing that he was right. She was just tense and anxious, and not sure what to do with what was going on. Normally, she could easily have taken full control over a situation. Her nature had always allowed her to take the charge; the lead role.
"I suppose you are right." She trailed, for once allowing him to think himself correct in his statement. His grin grew wider. She offered up the fact that he was slightly handsome when he smiled. Slightly.
"I could help you lighten up." He offered, his voice once more seductive. Sango's fist clenched, the feeling of rage pulsating throughout her whole entire body. Miroku made her so angry sometimes. She just wanted to be rid of him; or perhaps to kill him so that no more women would have to go through his silly antics and acts of 'love'. She rolled her eyes thinking about it. His words and actions made her so angry.
And other times.
She shook away the thoughts, looking forward and deciding to just ignore him. The silence between them was always a comfortable one; as though one shared by close friends or even lovers. She shivered at the thoughts that passed through her mind. Miroku was back beside her in an instant, having tapered off when he was threatened with her fist, silently. He placed an arm around her as best he could with the weapon upon her back. Before she could protest he spoke, sounding more serious then he had previously when talking with her.
"You were shivering."
"You shouldn't care." She mumbled, under her breath.
He felt compelled to tell her that he honestly did, but a figure in the distance caught his eye. Sango had already noticed and pulled away from his half-embrace in the process of rushing ahead. Shippou, who was idly walking behind them with Kirara stopped for a moment and then began to run full speed ahead, the small creature in tow behind him.
The forest scenery all around the companions blurred together in flashes of green and brown, nothing making any pictures for the speed at which they traveled was immense. Sango, despite the heavy demon slaying tool on her back, was moving faster than every one else. Miroku was quite close behind her, his robes slightly in the way of his fast set pace. She motioned him to speed up, though there was not much farther to travel. She could make out the slight tinge of red in clash with the rest of the greenery around them.
It must be Inu-Yasha, she thought to herself, somewhat happily that they had found him so quickly.
Her thoughts of joy went downward when she saw the full view of the picture. Her pace slowed, her heart sped up. Inu-Yasha stood at the Well. The very source used to get to forward into Kagome's time. His back was turned to them, though she could imagine the look that occupied his face. Miroku stepped up to her side.
"What is he doing?" He muttered.
With the question said, Shippou came from behind, rushing forward, yelling at the top of his lungs.
"Inu-Yasha! What are you doing?! You can't go in there?! That's a whole different time! You have to find Kagome right now---" Sango grabbed him off the ground, covering his loud mouth with her hand. Inu-Yasha had turned to look at them, his features contorted in rage.
"You ungrateful idiot. What do you think I'm doing?" His voice was low, hissing with his new full demon nature. His features softened out, his frown becoming something deeper, almost sorrow filled.
"I'm going to find her, and I'm going to do it now." He finished, ready to jump into the well. Miroku rushed forward in hurry, Sango following after throwing Shippou hurriedly to the ground below. They grabbed the full demon before he could leave the currant era. With rage, he attempted to pull from their grasp with much more force than would be needed. It had been a large mistake on his part. With a loud clatter, Inu- Yasha, Sango, and Miroku fell forward into the Bone Eater's Well. The darkness swallowed them whole, their screams ringing through the air.
Shippou watched in horror, Kiara close beside him. He was in surprised shock. Three of his trusted friends had just fallen into the portal to another world.without taking him. He sank to his knees, burying his furry, fox-like face in his hands. With unimaginable sadness he began to cry. Kirara whimpered gloomily at his side.
Author Note.Again!---- As you can see, this is the end for now, but I promise, more is coming, very very soon. I love to write and so I do it quite often. I hope this sounds all right. Remember to review!
