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Chapter 11
Kagome gasped and looked at her grandfather. He was almost in tears, starring down at the floor.
" Your father had been such a wonderful man. He loved you kids. Even though he was famous, he still stayed home a lot and spent time with you two. He loved this whole family, but I was so frustrated with him. I didn't want him to be a soccer player, I wanted him to be something better, but I had been cruel. He's gone now, probably dead. Oh Kagome, I'm so sorry." Her grandfather cried, shedding old tears.
Kagome nodded, understanding. Standing up, she grabbed her pack and leaned down, coming face to face with him.
" Don't worry Grandpa, I know where father is." She whispered, and ran off toward the well.
~*~ ~*~
" How dare you!"
" I'm sorry Lord Naraku, I will never disobey you again." Jack mumbled.
Naraku growled and picked him up by the throat. Jack cried out and gasped for air, kicking and grabbing for Naraku's arms. Soon, he couldn't even make a sound because of how hard Naraku was squeezing him. Naraku glared at him and tossed his aside, making Jack slam into a wall. Jack winced as he felt his back and ribs crack under the pressure and weight. Smiling, Naraku walked out quietly, his white baboon pelt waving in the breeze.
Jack gasped for breath and looked up. Slowly and painfully, he stood up and grabbed onto his side. Growling, he clenched his fists and leaned up against the wall.
' Someday I will get him! He will get was he deserves.' He mumbled in his mind, walking out of the cool room.
~*~ ~*~
Inu Yasha growled and looked over at the group. Miroku was looking at his claws annoyed while Sango was trying to calm him down. Miroku had grown a little tenser since he became a demon. So far, they had no lead as to where the woman who turned him into a demon.
Inu Yasha was a bit annoyed too. Now Miroku was almost as strong as him, and though he would never admit it, he was jealous. He didn't want to be second-class. He was always use to being the best, being the hero, and he took pride in it. He loved watching the group smile as another demon was killed by his sword. He enjoyed seeing them cry out in happiness and glomp him with joy, even though he acted as if he didn't care. He loved it really. Everything about it was wonderful. But now, he was worried. Not only was their shard hunt put on a pause, but also now Miroku may even get stronger then him! He didn't want that to happen, never.
" Miroku, don't worry, it will be fine."
" No it wont, I'm a demon! Nothing is fine about this!"
The half-breed sighed and looked back up at the sky. Cool breeze flew through his silver hair. (A/N. What color is his hair? Some people say white, others say silver! I'm confused!!!!) Closing his golden eyes, he started reflecting on different things. Why he was helping these humans. Why he was with them in the first place! He was a demon, he should be out fighting! But now he was really a pet. In Kagome's time, when a pet was bad, they yelled and hit it. Same thing with him. When he does something bad, she yells SIT and he is slammed into the ground. Is that all he was to the group, a pet?
He was thrown from his thoughts by the sound of Kagome's voice. He didn't even hear her coming up behind him. Looking down, she saw Kagome's worried and concerned face.
" Inu Yasha, I have been calling for five minutes." She called up at him.
Inu Yasha jumped down in front of her and looked down at her face. She seemed a bit upset. Suddenly some worry grew in the pit of his stomach.
" What's the matter Kagome?" He asked.
" I will tell you with the group, come on."
Both walked into the hut and sat down. Miroku and Sango felt the tension between the two and instantly stopped arguing and sat down. Kagome sighed and looked up at Keade, who must have known something was wrong for she sat down as well.
" I found some information on the man we saw earlier." She started.
Inu Yasha looked down at her and nodded. Somehow, he knew something was troubling her. All his senses told him so.
" Well, he is from my time period. He was dragged off into the well by a demon. I don't know much about him, but I do know, he's my father."
Everyone was wide-eyed and staring. Inu Yasha looked down at her with concern. She had never spoken of her father, he just thought he died. Inu Yasha couldn't figure out why a demon would want her father though. He wouldn't have had the shard, so why would it want a normal human. And how would it have gotten through the well?
" Kagome, maybe we should head to bed. Its late." Miroku whispered.
Kagome nodded and picked up Shippou in her arms. Inu Yasha jumped into his normal tree and layed there. After an hour or so, he jumped out and jumped in through the window of Kagome's room. He was surprised to see her still awake.
" Kagome, what's the matter?" He asked.
Kagome looked up at him sadly. She sat up, putting Shippou down lightly. Looking back up, she sighed and curled her legs up into her chest.
" I have always thought that my father just died. No one in my family talked of him. We don't have anything that he had ever owned, at least nothing that I have ever seen. I know he was famous; he had friends who played soccer with him as a profession. They didn't even know of what happened to him. Some people even thought he cheated and ran from my mother. I didn't though, he seemed so nice from the few stories I heard of him. Now though, I know he's alive. But he's so different, and I don't know what I will do if I see him again."
Suddenly, Inu Yasha saw Kagome's shoulders shaking. He looked down, a little worried. He could smell salty tears dripping down from her eyes. He suddenly, not meaning to, wrapped his arms around her shoulders. She grabbed him and started sobbing into his fire rat fur. (A/N. What does Inu Yasha's clothes feel like? If it were Fire Rat FUR, then wouldn't it be kind of furry? I dunno, I'm a very confused person.) Inu Yasha allowed her to though. He didn't mind her clutching onto him, trusting him. He could swing his hand down right now and kill her, but she trusted him. It felt good.
" Its alright Kagome, we will find a way to help." He whispered. He was very confused as to why he was being so nice, but he figured her was having one of " those" days.
Kagome nodded and held onto him. Wiping her eyes clean, she leaned her head onto him and closed her eyes. He didn't have to wait to long before he heard her breathing slow down to a steady rhythm. Smiling, he leaned his head on hers and that's where both slept for the rest of the night.
~*~ ~*~
Jack moaned and held onto his waist as he slowly limped down the road. With his free hand, he clutched his necklace. On the necklace was a picture of a man, a woman, and two children. One looked to be seven or eight, the other a young baby. He figured he was the man in the picture, for if he ever cut his hair, he would look exactly like the man. Save for all the scars he had.
' I have to find someone to heal me, I can't go on with this wound.'
No, he wouldn't give up. That's what Naraku wanted. The demon lord wanted him to give up and die, but he wouldn't.
Something made him trip, a rock or a twig. Falling to the ground, a new wave of pain overtook him. He gasped out and clutched onto the necklace harder until his hand bled. It gave him comfort though. The necklace made him feel more important about himself, as if he was actually " someone" at one time. Someone who had a family, someone who someone else loved. Suddenly, tears feel from his eyes. He slowly sat up and crawled to a nearby tree. Leaning weakly up against it, he gasped and allowed the tears to fall. Soon the calm tears became sobs coming from his throat. Curling his legs up to his chest, he buried his face into his knees and allowed began to cry. He was in pain, physically and mentally. Nothing was going right, and he felt nothing would. For the rest of his life, which he figured wasn't very long, he would be a slave. He would be hit when he did something wrong and he would be glared at for doing something right. No one would ever care for him. He couldn't even remember his own past.
' Who cares though. Who could ever care for you, your nothing. Your nothing more then Naraku's little pet. Get used to it.'
That thought only made him feel worse. He looked down at his sword on his side. Grabbing it, he held it close to his face, admiring it. It would never be commanded, it did what it wanted. A sword had its own rules. It never did anything it didn't want to, though it only knew of one thing, to kill. Slowly, he put it on his wrists, and with one quick swipe, he felt better. Blood oozed down his wrists onto the ground. Clutching onto the necklace, he closed his eyes and decided that if he bled to death, he would die in his sleep.
' Goodnight life. Hopefully, I die tonight. If not, I don't know what I will do.'
Holding the necklace to his chest, he suddenly felt that dieing wasn't the right thing. He felt confused. Instantly, he wrapped his wrists in a torn piece of cloth and looked down. He didn't know why he stopped himself, but in his heart, he felt as if maybe something would go right.
' But how, how could I know this? I don't even know my own past.'
Sighing, he leaned back and closed his eyes once more. Maybe things would get better, but for now, he must press on with his journey to find out his past, and his future.
**** _ Please don't flame me! I know this chapter may be stupid or confusing, I'm sorry. Everything will be cleared up. Rayne, thankies for reviewing! I'm so happy. LOL, and I love being insulted by the way. (Note to Rayne's cuz) I'm kidding, don't worry. I don't care of you people flame me, but flame me in a nice way. And one more thing. I am getting so sick of this, and I may sound like a moron. But have you noticed something. Almost every single story on fanfic.net, well, Inu Yasha story, is about Kagome. Kagome getting hurt or Kagome and Sesshoumaru loving each other or Kagome going to the future and being attacked. Why aren't there any Miroku/Sango fics anymore! Or at least some good Inu Yasha fics. Almost every story I read now had Inu Yasha seeming like the big bad dog, hurting Kagome's feelings in some way or another! I'm sorry; I'm being meant, but its so frustrating. Well, that was my flame for today. Thanks for reading! Next chapters flame, why does everyone hate Hojou!!!! ****
Chapter 11
Kagome gasped and looked at her grandfather. He was almost in tears, starring down at the floor.
" Your father had been such a wonderful man. He loved you kids. Even though he was famous, he still stayed home a lot and spent time with you two. He loved this whole family, but I was so frustrated with him. I didn't want him to be a soccer player, I wanted him to be something better, but I had been cruel. He's gone now, probably dead. Oh Kagome, I'm so sorry." Her grandfather cried, shedding old tears.
Kagome nodded, understanding. Standing up, she grabbed her pack and leaned down, coming face to face with him.
" Don't worry Grandpa, I know where father is." She whispered, and ran off toward the well.
~*~ ~*~
" How dare you!"
" I'm sorry Lord Naraku, I will never disobey you again." Jack mumbled.
Naraku growled and picked him up by the throat. Jack cried out and gasped for air, kicking and grabbing for Naraku's arms. Soon, he couldn't even make a sound because of how hard Naraku was squeezing him. Naraku glared at him and tossed his aside, making Jack slam into a wall. Jack winced as he felt his back and ribs crack under the pressure and weight. Smiling, Naraku walked out quietly, his white baboon pelt waving in the breeze.
Jack gasped for breath and looked up. Slowly and painfully, he stood up and grabbed onto his side. Growling, he clenched his fists and leaned up against the wall.
' Someday I will get him! He will get was he deserves.' He mumbled in his mind, walking out of the cool room.
~*~ ~*~
Inu Yasha growled and looked over at the group. Miroku was looking at his claws annoyed while Sango was trying to calm him down. Miroku had grown a little tenser since he became a demon. So far, they had no lead as to where the woman who turned him into a demon.
Inu Yasha was a bit annoyed too. Now Miroku was almost as strong as him, and though he would never admit it, he was jealous. He didn't want to be second-class. He was always use to being the best, being the hero, and he took pride in it. He loved watching the group smile as another demon was killed by his sword. He enjoyed seeing them cry out in happiness and glomp him with joy, even though he acted as if he didn't care. He loved it really. Everything about it was wonderful. But now, he was worried. Not only was their shard hunt put on a pause, but also now Miroku may even get stronger then him! He didn't want that to happen, never.
" Miroku, don't worry, it will be fine."
" No it wont, I'm a demon! Nothing is fine about this!"
The half-breed sighed and looked back up at the sky. Cool breeze flew through his silver hair. (A/N. What color is his hair? Some people say white, others say silver! I'm confused!!!!) Closing his golden eyes, he started reflecting on different things. Why he was helping these humans. Why he was with them in the first place! He was a demon, he should be out fighting! But now he was really a pet. In Kagome's time, when a pet was bad, they yelled and hit it. Same thing with him. When he does something bad, she yells SIT and he is slammed into the ground. Is that all he was to the group, a pet?
He was thrown from his thoughts by the sound of Kagome's voice. He didn't even hear her coming up behind him. Looking down, she saw Kagome's worried and concerned face.
" Inu Yasha, I have been calling for five minutes." She called up at him.
Inu Yasha jumped down in front of her and looked down at her face. She seemed a bit upset. Suddenly some worry grew in the pit of his stomach.
" What's the matter Kagome?" He asked.
" I will tell you with the group, come on."
Both walked into the hut and sat down. Miroku and Sango felt the tension between the two and instantly stopped arguing and sat down. Kagome sighed and looked up at Keade, who must have known something was wrong for she sat down as well.
" I found some information on the man we saw earlier." She started.
Inu Yasha looked down at her and nodded. Somehow, he knew something was troubling her. All his senses told him so.
" Well, he is from my time period. He was dragged off into the well by a demon. I don't know much about him, but I do know, he's my father."
Everyone was wide-eyed and staring. Inu Yasha looked down at her with concern. She had never spoken of her father, he just thought he died. Inu Yasha couldn't figure out why a demon would want her father though. He wouldn't have had the shard, so why would it want a normal human. And how would it have gotten through the well?
" Kagome, maybe we should head to bed. Its late." Miroku whispered.
Kagome nodded and picked up Shippou in her arms. Inu Yasha jumped into his normal tree and layed there. After an hour or so, he jumped out and jumped in through the window of Kagome's room. He was surprised to see her still awake.
" Kagome, what's the matter?" He asked.
Kagome looked up at him sadly. She sat up, putting Shippou down lightly. Looking back up, she sighed and curled her legs up into her chest.
" I have always thought that my father just died. No one in my family talked of him. We don't have anything that he had ever owned, at least nothing that I have ever seen. I know he was famous; he had friends who played soccer with him as a profession. They didn't even know of what happened to him. Some people even thought he cheated and ran from my mother. I didn't though, he seemed so nice from the few stories I heard of him. Now though, I know he's alive. But he's so different, and I don't know what I will do if I see him again."
Suddenly, Inu Yasha saw Kagome's shoulders shaking. He looked down, a little worried. He could smell salty tears dripping down from her eyes. He suddenly, not meaning to, wrapped his arms around her shoulders. She grabbed him and started sobbing into his fire rat fur. (A/N. What does Inu Yasha's clothes feel like? If it were Fire Rat FUR, then wouldn't it be kind of furry? I dunno, I'm a very confused person.) Inu Yasha allowed her to though. He didn't mind her clutching onto him, trusting him. He could swing his hand down right now and kill her, but she trusted him. It felt good.
" Its alright Kagome, we will find a way to help." He whispered. He was very confused as to why he was being so nice, but he figured her was having one of " those" days.
Kagome nodded and held onto him. Wiping her eyes clean, she leaned her head onto him and closed her eyes. He didn't have to wait to long before he heard her breathing slow down to a steady rhythm. Smiling, he leaned his head on hers and that's where both slept for the rest of the night.
~*~ ~*~
Jack moaned and held onto his waist as he slowly limped down the road. With his free hand, he clutched his necklace. On the necklace was a picture of a man, a woman, and two children. One looked to be seven or eight, the other a young baby. He figured he was the man in the picture, for if he ever cut his hair, he would look exactly like the man. Save for all the scars he had.
' I have to find someone to heal me, I can't go on with this wound.'
No, he wouldn't give up. That's what Naraku wanted. The demon lord wanted him to give up and die, but he wouldn't.
Something made him trip, a rock or a twig. Falling to the ground, a new wave of pain overtook him. He gasped out and clutched onto the necklace harder until his hand bled. It gave him comfort though. The necklace made him feel more important about himself, as if he was actually " someone" at one time. Someone who had a family, someone who someone else loved. Suddenly, tears feel from his eyes. He slowly sat up and crawled to a nearby tree. Leaning weakly up against it, he gasped and allowed the tears to fall. Soon the calm tears became sobs coming from his throat. Curling his legs up to his chest, he buried his face into his knees and allowed began to cry. He was in pain, physically and mentally. Nothing was going right, and he felt nothing would. For the rest of his life, which he figured wasn't very long, he would be a slave. He would be hit when he did something wrong and he would be glared at for doing something right. No one would ever care for him. He couldn't even remember his own past.
' Who cares though. Who could ever care for you, your nothing. Your nothing more then Naraku's little pet. Get used to it.'
That thought only made him feel worse. He looked down at his sword on his side. Grabbing it, he held it close to his face, admiring it. It would never be commanded, it did what it wanted. A sword had its own rules. It never did anything it didn't want to, though it only knew of one thing, to kill. Slowly, he put it on his wrists, and with one quick swipe, he felt better. Blood oozed down his wrists onto the ground. Clutching onto the necklace, he closed his eyes and decided that if he bled to death, he would die in his sleep.
' Goodnight life. Hopefully, I die tonight. If not, I don't know what I will do.'
Holding the necklace to his chest, he suddenly felt that dieing wasn't the right thing. He felt confused. Instantly, he wrapped his wrists in a torn piece of cloth and looked down. He didn't know why he stopped himself, but in his heart, he felt as if maybe something would go right.
' But how, how could I know this? I don't even know my own past.'
Sighing, he leaned back and closed his eyes once more. Maybe things would get better, but for now, he must press on with his journey to find out his past, and his future.
**** _ Please don't flame me! I know this chapter may be stupid or confusing, I'm sorry. Everything will be cleared up. Rayne, thankies for reviewing! I'm so happy. LOL, and I love being insulted by the way. (Note to Rayne's cuz) I'm kidding, don't worry. I don't care of you people flame me, but flame me in a nice way. And one more thing. I am getting so sick of this, and I may sound like a moron. But have you noticed something. Almost every single story on fanfic.net, well, Inu Yasha story, is about Kagome. Kagome getting hurt or Kagome and Sesshoumaru loving each other or Kagome going to the future and being attacked. Why aren't there any Miroku/Sango fics anymore! Or at least some good Inu Yasha fics. Almost every story I read now had Inu Yasha seeming like the big bad dog, hurting Kagome's feelings in some way or another! I'm sorry; I'm being meant, but its so frustrating. Well, that was my flame for today. Thanks for reading! Next chapters flame, why does everyone hate Hojou!!!! ****