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Chapter 10
Everyone was dumbstruck. This man just walked in, stopped Tetsusaiga, then disappeared! Kagome felt she knew him though, from somewhere.
" Who was that?" Sango asked.
Kitara sighed and looked up. " His name is Jack. I have seen him every once in a while. He is a lost soul who works for the demon Naraku. No one knows who he really is or where he comes from, even he himself does not know."
" Guys, I would like to go home" Kagome mumbled.
Inu Yasha nodded, understanding what she meant. He slowly and gently helped her onto his back and started jumping off. Kagome sniffed his hair, enjoying the wonderful scent. Though she may growl and yell at him about his bath issues, she loved the smell of his hair. Somehow, it was always beautiful and silky. Maybe it was just her feminine nature talking, but whatever it was, she loved it. Cuddling closer to him, she put her head onto his shoulder and closed her dark brown eyes.
Inu Yasha had realized what she was doing. His ears were right next to her nose, so he could hear the little noises she was making. He liked it though, knowing she liked him. Of course he would NEVER admit this, but he always knew it. He cared for her, maybe even more then a friend.
Looking up, he sadly saw the well close by. He landed softly and put on a scowl once again.
" Hey wench, wake up, we are here!" He growled and shoved her off roughly, but not that rough.
Kagome nodded and sat down next to the well. Inu Yasha was about to jump in after her when she looked up at him.
" No Inu Yasha, not this time, I have something to ask my grandfather. Please let me go alone."
Inu Yasha nodded. He knew something was wrong, but wouldn't go into it. Walking backwards, he watched her jump in and disappear.
' I sure hope you're alright Kagome' ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kagome jumped out of the well and looked over the home she always went to. Smiling, she started off toward the house. She knew her mother would be out for a while, to the store. And Souta would be at school. Her grandfather was home though; she could hear him talking to himself.
" Grandpa, I'm home" She called.
Her Grandfather looked up and smiled. " Hello Kagome"
Kagome nodded and sat down on the steps of the house. Her grandfather sat down next to her, knowing something was wrong.
" Hun, what's bothering you?" He asked putting down the broom he was using to clean the floors.
Kagome sighed. What was she suppose to say? Well, probably the truth.
" Grandpa, when I went back, I saw this man who kind of reminded me of something, someone. I want to know, what happened to Dad?"
Her Grandpa was shocked. She had never asked such a question, well, no one ever did. His eyes filled with pain, remembering the day. He hoped she would never ask about it.
" Let me tell you, alright." He said sadly, and began.
*********** ************
Grandpa smiled and cleaned off the floor, which was covered in mounds of dirt. He didn't mind though, it gave him something to do. Finally, he was done. All the dirt was in a big pile and now only needed to be put in a garbage can, that is, until a soccer ball fell in it. Scowling, Grandpa looked up at his son.
" Why did you do that!" He cried, grabbing the soccer ball and throwing it at his son.
" Sorry, I'm only practicing. God, always gotta freak out don't we Dad." Laughed his son.
Grandpa growled and went back to sweeping. He had a long day and didn't feel like arguing. He knew his son loved to practice, that that was how they made money. His son was a famous soccer player and played for big tournaments around the world, he was a celebrity! Grandpa knew that he loved the game also, but it sometimes got on his nerves.
That night Grandpa saw his son playing soccer near the well house. Snarling, he stomped out there and looked up at him.
" I always told you never to go near the well, didn't I!" He growled.
His son looked down at him and grinned. " Aw come on Dad, I'm practicing, and this is the only good place."
Looking over, his son smiled. His two children were in bed and he finally had time to play on his own. Not that he didn't love his eight year old little girl playing and his baby boy trying to pick up the ball, but sometimes he enjoyed some alone time. Now his Dad had to go and ruin it, but that was okay too.
" No, get back in the house!" The Grandfather ordered, looking at the cursed well.
Growling, his son started to get angry. He couldn't do anything! His Dad was treating him like he was a baby!
" Dad" He snarled. " The well isn't cursed and I'm allowed to play here, now go to bed."
The Grandpa looked up at his son and pointed to the house. " Now!"
That was it, grabbing the ball; the son stomped up next to his father.
" Dad, you don't have to treat me like im six years old! I can take care of myself, and no stupid well is gunna kill me! So leave me alone!"
" Fine, you go and get yourself killed!" The Grandfather screamed.
His son scowled and walked into the well house. His Dad fallowed him, watching. Turning around so his back was turned to the well, the son gestured at the well.
" See Dad, nothing!"
Suddenly a crack was heard. Both spun around and looked at the well. The lid suddenly cracked with huge force and made the Grandfather topple over. Looking up, the Grandfather was shocked.
" Demons!" He cried.
The son looked behind him, next to him, all around him! Things, large black bloody rotted things were crawling around him, trying to bite at his skin or claw at his dark brown hair. Fear slipped into his mind and he cried out when on grabbed his leg, dragging him toward the well. He kicked and screamed, trying to push it off with his hands. Another grabbed at him. They all growled as one of their comrades was swatted off with his heavy fist. Suddenly he was being pulled downward, into the well, when a hand grabbed his arm. He looked up and saw his father holding his hand, straining with the weight.
" Hang on son!" He cried. " I will push you up!"
The son felt tears threatening his eyes. His father.loved him? He noticed how he was straining, and suddenly realized what was happening.
' I'm too heavy and he's too old, he will be pulled in here with these.these things as I am gunna be.'
Looking up once more, he smiled.
" Sorry Dad, I tried, but I can't hold on anymore." With his free hand, he grabbed out a necklace and handed it to his father. " Give this to Kagome and Souta. Sorry for being a bad son Dad, I love you." He then let go, and allowed the demons to pull him into the well, into the darkness.
********* **********
Kagome gasped and looked into the well sadly. So her father was pulled in as well. Her Grandfather was crying and reaching into his pocket, pulling out a necklace.
" He wanted me to give this to you." He mumbled sadly.
Kagome took it and looked down at the gold heart shaped necklace. Opening it up, she saw herself as a young girl, and her father. A young man with short brown hair and brown eyes. He seemed happy in a soccer uniform.
" Was he nice?" She asked.
" Very"
" I have one more question then."
Her Grandfather looked up and nodded.
Kagome sighed and looked at the picture. " What was his name?"
Her Grandfather looked up sadly and mumbled out the answer. " Jack, his name was Jack."
***** I'm sorry if that chapter was short and bad. I'm really tired and I wanted to just get it done! My bad though. I really should go back to where Miroku is a demon, but im getting to that. Please R&R!! Thankies!!!!!!! *****
Chapter 10
Everyone was dumbstruck. This man just walked in, stopped Tetsusaiga, then disappeared! Kagome felt she knew him though, from somewhere.
" Who was that?" Sango asked.
Kitara sighed and looked up. " His name is Jack. I have seen him every once in a while. He is a lost soul who works for the demon Naraku. No one knows who he really is or where he comes from, even he himself does not know."
" Guys, I would like to go home" Kagome mumbled.
Inu Yasha nodded, understanding what she meant. He slowly and gently helped her onto his back and started jumping off. Kagome sniffed his hair, enjoying the wonderful scent. Though she may growl and yell at him about his bath issues, she loved the smell of his hair. Somehow, it was always beautiful and silky. Maybe it was just her feminine nature talking, but whatever it was, she loved it. Cuddling closer to him, she put her head onto his shoulder and closed her dark brown eyes.
Inu Yasha had realized what she was doing. His ears were right next to her nose, so he could hear the little noises she was making. He liked it though, knowing she liked him. Of course he would NEVER admit this, but he always knew it. He cared for her, maybe even more then a friend.
Looking up, he sadly saw the well close by. He landed softly and put on a scowl once again.
" Hey wench, wake up, we are here!" He growled and shoved her off roughly, but not that rough.
Kagome nodded and sat down next to the well. Inu Yasha was about to jump in after her when she looked up at him.
" No Inu Yasha, not this time, I have something to ask my grandfather. Please let me go alone."
Inu Yasha nodded. He knew something was wrong, but wouldn't go into it. Walking backwards, he watched her jump in and disappear.
' I sure hope you're alright Kagome' ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kagome jumped out of the well and looked over the home she always went to. Smiling, she started off toward the house. She knew her mother would be out for a while, to the store. And Souta would be at school. Her grandfather was home though; she could hear him talking to himself.
" Grandpa, I'm home" She called.
Her Grandfather looked up and smiled. " Hello Kagome"
Kagome nodded and sat down on the steps of the house. Her grandfather sat down next to her, knowing something was wrong.
" Hun, what's bothering you?" He asked putting down the broom he was using to clean the floors.
Kagome sighed. What was she suppose to say? Well, probably the truth.
" Grandpa, when I went back, I saw this man who kind of reminded me of something, someone. I want to know, what happened to Dad?"
Her Grandpa was shocked. She had never asked such a question, well, no one ever did. His eyes filled with pain, remembering the day. He hoped she would never ask about it.
" Let me tell you, alright." He said sadly, and began.
*********** ************
Grandpa smiled and cleaned off the floor, which was covered in mounds of dirt. He didn't mind though, it gave him something to do. Finally, he was done. All the dirt was in a big pile and now only needed to be put in a garbage can, that is, until a soccer ball fell in it. Scowling, Grandpa looked up at his son.
" Why did you do that!" He cried, grabbing the soccer ball and throwing it at his son.
" Sorry, I'm only practicing. God, always gotta freak out don't we Dad." Laughed his son.
Grandpa growled and went back to sweeping. He had a long day and didn't feel like arguing. He knew his son loved to practice, that that was how they made money. His son was a famous soccer player and played for big tournaments around the world, he was a celebrity! Grandpa knew that he loved the game also, but it sometimes got on his nerves.
That night Grandpa saw his son playing soccer near the well house. Snarling, he stomped out there and looked up at him.
" I always told you never to go near the well, didn't I!" He growled.
His son looked down at him and grinned. " Aw come on Dad, I'm practicing, and this is the only good place."
Looking over, his son smiled. His two children were in bed and he finally had time to play on his own. Not that he didn't love his eight year old little girl playing and his baby boy trying to pick up the ball, but sometimes he enjoyed some alone time. Now his Dad had to go and ruin it, but that was okay too.
" No, get back in the house!" The Grandfather ordered, looking at the cursed well.
Growling, his son started to get angry. He couldn't do anything! His Dad was treating him like he was a baby!
" Dad" He snarled. " The well isn't cursed and I'm allowed to play here, now go to bed."
The Grandpa looked up at his son and pointed to the house. " Now!"
That was it, grabbing the ball; the son stomped up next to his father.
" Dad, you don't have to treat me like im six years old! I can take care of myself, and no stupid well is gunna kill me! So leave me alone!"
" Fine, you go and get yourself killed!" The Grandfather screamed.
His son scowled and walked into the well house. His Dad fallowed him, watching. Turning around so his back was turned to the well, the son gestured at the well.
" See Dad, nothing!"
Suddenly a crack was heard. Both spun around and looked at the well. The lid suddenly cracked with huge force and made the Grandfather topple over. Looking up, the Grandfather was shocked.
" Demons!" He cried.
The son looked behind him, next to him, all around him! Things, large black bloody rotted things were crawling around him, trying to bite at his skin or claw at his dark brown hair. Fear slipped into his mind and he cried out when on grabbed his leg, dragging him toward the well. He kicked and screamed, trying to push it off with his hands. Another grabbed at him. They all growled as one of their comrades was swatted off with his heavy fist. Suddenly he was being pulled downward, into the well, when a hand grabbed his arm. He looked up and saw his father holding his hand, straining with the weight.
" Hang on son!" He cried. " I will push you up!"
The son felt tears threatening his eyes. His father.loved him? He noticed how he was straining, and suddenly realized what was happening.
' I'm too heavy and he's too old, he will be pulled in here with these.these things as I am gunna be.'
Looking up once more, he smiled.
" Sorry Dad, I tried, but I can't hold on anymore." With his free hand, he grabbed out a necklace and handed it to his father. " Give this to Kagome and Souta. Sorry for being a bad son Dad, I love you." He then let go, and allowed the demons to pull him into the well, into the darkness.
********* **********
Kagome gasped and looked into the well sadly. So her father was pulled in as well. Her Grandfather was crying and reaching into his pocket, pulling out a necklace.
" He wanted me to give this to you." He mumbled sadly.
Kagome took it and looked down at the gold heart shaped necklace. Opening it up, she saw herself as a young girl, and her father. A young man with short brown hair and brown eyes. He seemed happy in a soccer uniform.
" Was he nice?" She asked.
" Very"
" I have one more question then."
Her Grandfather looked up and nodded.
Kagome sighed and looked at the picture. " What was his name?"
Her Grandfather looked up sadly and mumbled out the answer. " Jack, his name was Jack."
***** I'm sorry if that chapter was short and bad. I'm really tired and I wanted to just get it done! My bad though. I really should go back to where Miroku is a demon, but im getting to that. Please R&R!! Thankies!!!!!!! *****