Disclaimer: I am not going to Japan, or traveling through time, to kidnap
Inu yasha, and take him home as a pet. I said I'm NOT!! ::large teary
eyes:: Why don't you believe me?! ::Shifty eyes::
Hiya again! Chapter three, wow! yea.. Can you tell I'm really bored?? well anyways read, read!! it looks really long on my notepad, but oh well, enjoy!!
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Chapter 3 - Laughter can heal all wounds
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A scream filled the air. A loud ear shattering scream.
Kagome heard it. He eyes spinning wildly to look for the person crying out like there was no tomorrow. She only then realized the haunting screech was coming from her own mouth.
One of them slapped her. Yelling her to shut up.
She felt hands grip her arms, pushing and pulling her in every which way. But Kagome wasn't noticing that.
All she could think was it hurt like hell.
She tried yanking her arm out of there grasps again, but only recieving another ear ringing slap. She had no idea where her knife had gone, otherwise she was sure she would have stabbed a few of them already by now.
She felt a tug on her skirt. She knew this was it. She had once again been reduced to another poor, useless girl, who couldn't protect herself. Her skirt ripped.
"C'mon girl, aren't you going to cry? Or are you trying to be tough? We'll break you of that.." One of them muttured.
She hadn't realized she wasn't crying. But it did add some confidence to her soul, that she would make it through this.
She heard her shirt rip. She couldn't stand it no more.
She was about to snap.
She couldn't.
She didn't know what might happen.
But she had to.
Even without her arrows.
She has to..
No she didn't...
She heard another pop of breaking threads.
She did....
A faint glow of blue surrounded her fingertips, as she closed her eyes. Concentrating on a sphere in her heart, gaining strenght, knowing it soon would engulf her hands, then snake up her arms, if she would allow it to.
She had never done anything like this before, only that it was a myth of which Kaede had told her about, a miko's myth. Of a legendary priestess called Choku, who had been able to reach a level of power where she could purify twenty demons or kill human assaliants with each one of her fingers. A hundrend with each hand. Kagome had found this interesting, so every night before she feel asleep, she had practice the workings of the spell, and had soon come to do it with ease. But she never dare tell the otehrs about it. She had only been tempted to use it once, but even then decided against it. She never got passed the point of it just lighting up her fingertips, or arms. She had sworn only to use it against Naraku as a secret weapon.
Only that was a long time ago. She could no longer fight Naraku, and her own life was in danger. And as much as she didn't want too....
She had to.
"Dammit..!" She said angrily, as her choices were wearing thin. They hadn't noticed the odd power sprouting from her hands yet, since somehow the thugs had found rope, and tied her hands behind her back. While they worked on trying to tie her ankles together as well, as she kicked wildly at them. They grabbed her shoulders roughly. Squeezing painfully.
She almost heard the snap.
The blue swirled rapidly around her hands now. Whipping about angrily like fire. She could barely hold back anymore. She forced the power to dim slightly, with the last restraint she had in her, when she felt a hand graze her chest. Her eyes whipped open, her eyes matching the fire in her hands.
The men looked at her shocked for a moment, startled by the impossible power this girl held.
She was poised to attack, the blue fire catching light on her shoulders, the flames licking her chin, as her clothes billowed slightly. Her eyes afire with hatred..
When...
"You shouldn't pick on girls you know.." Said a calm even voice. She heard a crack of a whip, as he fury dissapeared in a flash, her fire smothered in shock.
... ro... rose... petals...?
She thought amazed. It was true. Red rose petals were slowly drifting down, landing softly around her. She couldn't see who was the cause of this, but a hope arose in her chest.
Was she really... saved..?
She looked on amazed. The men around her growled angrily, pulling out hidden daggers, and pistols, hiding them behind there backs.
"What did you say you little punk?!" One barked.
"I'm saying you must not be that honorable, if you are picking on a defenseless girl."
Kagome had an objection to that, but kept her opinions to herself. Her eyes caught the glimpse of movement. She saw the flash of metal. She gasped yelling
"Watch out! They're about to shoot----!!!" She had started before a man swung out kicking her in the side, while another reached out and slapped her across the cheek.
"Kuso... That hurts..." She muttured, as a trickle of blood ran down from her lip.
"I've had enough of this!! Shoot him, then we'll deal with the girl!!"
Gunshoots ran through the air, Kagome squeezed her eyes shut, at the loud sounds. Realization hit her.. He could die because he tried to help me.
"No!!!!!" She cried in anguish. She began looking at the men angrily, but noticed their faces weren't looking quite victorious. What..? She thought confused. She felt a aurora of power above her. She swung her head up, to see a man.. no a boy.. about her age... swinging a whip down on her attackers.
In that quick flash, all of the men lied on the concrete around her, unmoving. She looked around horrified, and slightly worried.
"Are you alright?" The same smooth voice asked her. She looked up at him, noticing his long red hair, and odd purple eyes. She nodded. He kneeled down behind her untying her hands.
".. Are they...?" She asked, not wanting to finish the question.
"They'll be okay, if not a little sore." He said. Her restraints gone, she rubbed her wrists, burn marks clearly visible.
"Arigato." She said, getting ready to stand up, before falling back on her behind, wincing.
"Let me see your ankle.." He commanded gently. She nodded, still numb to all the bruises and sores now covering most of her body.
"It looks like you sprained it pretty badly... So how did you get yourself in such trouble?"
"I don't know. I had just been walking home.."
"I see.." He said. She looked at him quizically, before straightening her expressions, in to a calm, emotionless one.
"So.. what was that whip?"
He smiled, and Kagome found it quite pleasant on his face. She gulped, forcing herself not to blush.
"It is just a item I use to help people."
"Really? That's good... I guess..."
"Why do you say that?"
"Well it looks like something a youkai might weild..." and you aurora is a youkai too. She thought. She hadn't originally thought that demons would still exist in her time, but she guessed she was wrong. She could only hope that they weren't as violent as they were in the fuedal era.
"...bleeding." He said. She snapped out of her thoughts.
"Wha-what?"
"You're bleeding. Your arm."
She looked down, and sure enough where the man had thrown his knife at her earlier, was bleeding slowly, staining her torn shirt...
She gasped.. Her shirt... her.. skirt.. She blushed scarlet, realizing she was giving the demon a very good veiw of her under clothes. She lurched forward, covering herself with her hands. Looking at him out of the corner of her eye. It seemed he had just noticed as well, and had turned away, a slight blush on his cheeks. She felt slightly relieved. At least she wasn't the only embarrassed one.
She heard a shuffling of cloth, and found him taking off his violet shirt, handing it to her without looking at her.
"Here take this.."
"Th--thank you..." She took it, quickly putting it on. It covered her down to mid thighs. Thankfully. She looked up at him, he was wearing a white t-shirt, she guessed he had been weraing it under his uniform top.
"So what is your name?" He asked her.
"Higu.. Higurashi, Kagome."
"That is a very pretty name. I'm Kurama (AN:don't know the last name, sry!- _-;;)"
"Well Kurama.." She said slowly as to make sure she pronounced it right.
".. how will I get home? It's about five blocks away, so--WHOA!!!!!" She yelped, as he picked her up, like she was a bride, and started walking in the direction she had waved to while talking.
"What do you think you're doing you crazy kitsu---!!!!" She stopped short, before the word 'Kitsune' could escape through her lips. He looked at her questioning.
"What did you say?"
"No.. nothing.. just please do try anything funny alright?" he grinned at this.
"I asure you.. I will not try anything 'funny' Kagome. Just settle down, and down reopen any wounds.."
She laughed at the way he said the word, like it was a dangerous animal about to strike out, and in return, he joined in, and laughed with her. Finding everything merry at the moment, Kagome found herself content, not bothered with meddlesome memories, just to let go, and be carefree once again!
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Aawwwww... that's so sweet! ::tears, tears:: I hoped everybody enjoyed this chapter, it took a really, REALLY long time to type, and my brother is about to murder me for being on the computer so long. ::grabs a stick, and fends him away:: ha, ha, back!! back!! anyways R&R okay? Bye!
Hiya again! Chapter three, wow! yea.. Can you tell I'm really bored?? well anyways read, read!! it looks really long on my notepad, but oh well, enjoy!!
~*~~*~*~~*~*~~* ~*~~*~*~~*~*~~* ~*~~*~*~~* Roses and Tears
Chapter 3 - Laughter can heal all wounds
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A scream filled the air. A loud ear shattering scream.
Kagome heard it. He eyes spinning wildly to look for the person crying out like there was no tomorrow. She only then realized the haunting screech was coming from her own mouth.
One of them slapped her. Yelling her to shut up.
She felt hands grip her arms, pushing and pulling her in every which way. But Kagome wasn't noticing that.
All she could think was it hurt like hell.
She tried yanking her arm out of there grasps again, but only recieving another ear ringing slap. She had no idea where her knife had gone, otherwise she was sure she would have stabbed a few of them already by now.
She felt a tug on her skirt. She knew this was it. She had once again been reduced to another poor, useless girl, who couldn't protect herself. Her skirt ripped.
"C'mon girl, aren't you going to cry? Or are you trying to be tough? We'll break you of that.." One of them muttured.
She hadn't realized she wasn't crying. But it did add some confidence to her soul, that she would make it through this.
She heard her shirt rip. She couldn't stand it no more.
She was about to snap.
She couldn't.
She didn't know what might happen.
But she had to.
Even without her arrows.
She has to..
No she didn't...
She heard another pop of breaking threads.
She did....
A faint glow of blue surrounded her fingertips, as she closed her eyes. Concentrating on a sphere in her heart, gaining strenght, knowing it soon would engulf her hands, then snake up her arms, if she would allow it to.
She had never done anything like this before, only that it was a myth of which Kaede had told her about, a miko's myth. Of a legendary priestess called Choku, who had been able to reach a level of power where she could purify twenty demons or kill human assaliants with each one of her fingers. A hundrend with each hand. Kagome had found this interesting, so every night before she feel asleep, she had practice the workings of the spell, and had soon come to do it with ease. But she never dare tell the otehrs about it. She had only been tempted to use it once, but even then decided against it. She never got passed the point of it just lighting up her fingertips, or arms. She had sworn only to use it against Naraku as a secret weapon.
Only that was a long time ago. She could no longer fight Naraku, and her own life was in danger. And as much as she didn't want too....
She had to.
"Dammit..!" She said angrily, as her choices were wearing thin. They hadn't noticed the odd power sprouting from her hands yet, since somehow the thugs had found rope, and tied her hands behind her back. While they worked on trying to tie her ankles together as well, as she kicked wildly at them. They grabbed her shoulders roughly. Squeezing painfully.
She almost heard the snap.
The blue swirled rapidly around her hands now. Whipping about angrily like fire. She could barely hold back anymore. She forced the power to dim slightly, with the last restraint she had in her, when she felt a hand graze her chest. Her eyes whipped open, her eyes matching the fire in her hands.
The men looked at her shocked for a moment, startled by the impossible power this girl held.
She was poised to attack, the blue fire catching light on her shoulders, the flames licking her chin, as her clothes billowed slightly. Her eyes afire with hatred..
When...
"You shouldn't pick on girls you know.." Said a calm even voice. She heard a crack of a whip, as he fury dissapeared in a flash, her fire smothered in shock.
... ro... rose... petals...?
She thought amazed. It was true. Red rose petals were slowly drifting down, landing softly around her. She couldn't see who was the cause of this, but a hope arose in her chest.
Was she really... saved..?
She looked on amazed. The men around her growled angrily, pulling out hidden daggers, and pistols, hiding them behind there backs.
"What did you say you little punk?!" One barked.
"I'm saying you must not be that honorable, if you are picking on a defenseless girl."
Kagome had an objection to that, but kept her opinions to herself. Her eyes caught the glimpse of movement. She saw the flash of metal. She gasped yelling
"Watch out! They're about to shoot----!!!" She had started before a man swung out kicking her in the side, while another reached out and slapped her across the cheek.
"Kuso... That hurts..." She muttured, as a trickle of blood ran down from her lip.
"I've had enough of this!! Shoot him, then we'll deal with the girl!!"
Gunshoots ran through the air, Kagome squeezed her eyes shut, at the loud sounds. Realization hit her.. He could die because he tried to help me.
"No!!!!!" She cried in anguish. She began looking at the men angrily, but noticed their faces weren't looking quite victorious. What..? She thought confused. She felt a aurora of power above her. She swung her head up, to see a man.. no a boy.. about her age... swinging a whip down on her attackers.
In that quick flash, all of the men lied on the concrete around her, unmoving. She looked around horrified, and slightly worried.
"Are you alright?" The same smooth voice asked her. She looked up at him, noticing his long red hair, and odd purple eyes. She nodded. He kneeled down behind her untying her hands.
".. Are they...?" She asked, not wanting to finish the question.
"They'll be okay, if not a little sore." He said. Her restraints gone, she rubbed her wrists, burn marks clearly visible.
"Arigato." She said, getting ready to stand up, before falling back on her behind, wincing.
"Let me see your ankle.." He commanded gently. She nodded, still numb to all the bruises and sores now covering most of her body.
"It looks like you sprained it pretty badly... So how did you get yourself in such trouble?"
"I don't know. I had just been walking home.."
"I see.." He said. She looked at him quizically, before straightening her expressions, in to a calm, emotionless one.
"So.. what was that whip?"
He smiled, and Kagome found it quite pleasant on his face. She gulped, forcing herself not to blush.
"It is just a item I use to help people."
"Really? That's good... I guess..."
"Why do you say that?"
"Well it looks like something a youkai might weild..." and you aurora is a youkai too. She thought. She hadn't originally thought that demons would still exist in her time, but she guessed she was wrong. She could only hope that they weren't as violent as they were in the fuedal era.
"...bleeding." He said. She snapped out of her thoughts.
"Wha-what?"
"You're bleeding. Your arm."
She looked down, and sure enough where the man had thrown his knife at her earlier, was bleeding slowly, staining her torn shirt...
She gasped.. Her shirt... her.. skirt.. She blushed scarlet, realizing she was giving the demon a very good veiw of her under clothes. She lurched forward, covering herself with her hands. Looking at him out of the corner of her eye. It seemed he had just noticed as well, and had turned away, a slight blush on his cheeks. She felt slightly relieved. At least she wasn't the only embarrassed one.
She heard a shuffling of cloth, and found him taking off his violet shirt, handing it to her without looking at her.
"Here take this.."
"Th--thank you..." She took it, quickly putting it on. It covered her down to mid thighs. Thankfully. She looked up at him, he was wearing a white t-shirt, she guessed he had been weraing it under his uniform top.
"So what is your name?" He asked her.
"Higu.. Higurashi, Kagome."
"That is a very pretty name. I'm Kurama (AN:don't know the last name, sry!- _-;;)"
"Well Kurama.." She said slowly as to make sure she pronounced it right.
".. how will I get home? It's about five blocks away, so--WHOA!!!!!" She yelped, as he picked her up, like she was a bride, and started walking in the direction she had waved to while talking.
"What do you think you're doing you crazy kitsu---!!!!" She stopped short, before the word 'Kitsune' could escape through her lips. He looked at her questioning.
"What did you say?"
"No.. nothing.. just please do try anything funny alright?" he grinned at this.
"I asure you.. I will not try anything 'funny' Kagome. Just settle down, and down reopen any wounds.."
She laughed at the way he said the word, like it was a dangerous animal about to strike out, and in return, he joined in, and laughed with her. Finding everything merry at the moment, Kagome found herself content, not bothered with meddlesome memories, just to let go, and be carefree once again!
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Aawwwww... that's so sweet! ::tears, tears:: I hoped everybody enjoyed this chapter, it took a really, REALLY long time to type, and my brother is about to murder me for being on the computer so long. ::grabs a stick, and fends him away:: ha, ha, back!! back!! anyways R&R okay? Bye!