Hello everyone. This little fic just sort of popped into my head, so I'm
going to post it. It's my first Inu Yasha fic, so please be kind.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inu Yasha, or any characters in the manga/anime. They belong to Takashi Rumiko, and since I'm not getting any money out of this, don't sue.
Rain
Kagome stared at the ceiling of Kaede-baba's hut. The group was camped at the village for the night, since Kagome had gotten back later than usual and it was no use starting off in the evening. Kagome looked around at her friends as they settled down for the evening.
Sango was curling up by the fire, Kirara and Shippo between her and the hentai monk. Kagome snorted. The two demons were probably not enough to deter Miroku's wandering hands.
Kaede-baba was already asleep on her futon, having excused herself early, saying that at her age, and in these times, she needed all the rest she could get. Her even breathing was enough to lull even Kagome's restless mind.
Why was her mind restless? It had to do with the last member of the party. The one that was missing. Inu Yasha. In an extremely bad mood because she had come back late and made them waste another night, he had stomped off to spend the night in the god tree. Kagome sat in the doorway of the hut, staring out in the direction she knew the hanyou was.
Why does he always get so angry? It's not like he cares if I'm here or not, she thought. Then she sighed. He probably wanted to get his hands on the jewel more than ever now that Kikyo was back in the picture.
Kikyo. Inu Yasha's old girlfriend, and bane of Kagome's existence. Despite the fact that she had trapped him with a spell for fifty years, and that she refused to let go of her need to take him to hell with her, whenever there was even the tiniest hint of a rumor of her, he ran off like. well, like a lost little puppy.
I should go home. Then, he could just have Kikyo find the jewel and wish himself human. She stopped at that. Why should he have to change? In her mind, if you loved someone, you loved them for who and what they already were, not what they could potentially become. So, did that mean that Kikyo didn't love Inu Yasha as much as they both thought she did? Maybe she just wanted to make it easier for people to accept that she was with him if he was human.
Kagome stood up. She was so restless, she needed to get rid of some of her energy. Grabbing her bow and quiver of arrows, she walked out into the night. See Inu Yasha? I'm not stupid enough to walk around with no protection..not that you see it as me you're protecting. Do you see Kikyo behind you when you slay demons? Is it her firing arrows at your side? When you look down on me from your high branch, is it her face smiling back at you? She wondered as she left the hut.
Before she realized what she was doing, she started out in the direction of the god tree. Shaking her head, she turned away and walked in the other direction for awhile, thoughts whizzing around in her head.
What, exactly, was she doing here? She was carrying around a bow and arrows! She knew how to use them, and when she shot them, they purified whatever they touched! No normal girl did that. No normal girl went back in time to fight demons along-side a half demon, demon huntress and perverted monk with a void in his hand. They also didn't have a long list of fake illnesses to excuse their absence from the time they belonged in.
.where I belong. Where do I belong? There? Here? Sometimes I feel like I don't belong anywhere at all. Home feels so strange to me now. Sota is growing up, and every time I see him I feel like I've missed something important. Moma and grandpa are kind and loving as ever, but. I can see it in their eyes. It's just a flicker, but it's there. They see me becoming a stranger to them, and they aren't doing anything to stop it. Would I let them?
Tears streamed from her eyes, ignored. Was there no place she could call home anymore?
Kagome realized that she had started running. She had long since failed to notice where she was. Looking neither left, right, nor straight ahead, she shut her eyes and ran faster. She concentrated on running, trying to outrun all the clutter in her head.
Time passed. She was in shape from all the walking and fighting. She felt like she could run forever. Her feet thudded dully against the ground, the wind whipped through her hair and pulled at her clothes, tugging the bow and quiver out behind her. A cold breeze caressed her face gently, carrying a promise of something she couldn't hear.
She ran still faster.
Thunder rumbled angrily in the sky, and streaks of lightening lightened the darkness behind her closed eyes for brief moments. She slowed slightly as it started to rain.
What am I doing? I'm running through an ancient forest with my eyes closed, crying like a maniac. And for what? For the love of a half demon that keeps me around because I look like someone that fucked him over? Because I can help him find what will let him be with her?
She skidded to a halt. Tears of anger and hurt flowed down her cheeks. It began to drizzle, the cold rain mixing with the salt of her tears.
Was that the only reason he kept her around? He had said so before, but she hadn't thought he'd meant it. But what was keeping him from speaking his mind? He seemed able to tell Kikyo how he felt, so why should she be different? Why should she think that he had been lying to cover his feelings for her?
"Damn him! Fuck him! Fuck her! If they want to be together, fine! But they can't expect me to help them anymore!" She yelled. The sky boomed as if in agreement. Lightening flashed and she saw the god tree in the distance. Inu Yasha was not in it's branches.
He must have gone off to be with her. He's done it before. One of her soul-stealers must have wafted by, and he followed it.
She drew her bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the spot the hanyo had been pinned to. Letting the arrow fly, there was a satisfying thunk as the arrow sunk into the wood.
Would I shoot him if he were in front of me? Kagome thought, fitting another arrow to the bow. Her hands shook at the thought. Thunder was starting to boom more insistently now, and it started to rain in earnest. Kagome took no notice. She let the arrow fly finally, hearing another dull thud as it found it's mark.
No, I wouldn't shoot him. He could be tearing me apart, but I wouldn't shoot him. At least if he was doing that, I'd know where I stand.
Letting out a frustrated yell, she shot two more arrows at the tree. It was pouring now, and she could no longer see the tree. The arrows seemed to know where they were going, as she heard them sink into the ancient tree.
She wanted to scream out all of her frustration, but dared not. She didn't want to disturb her sleeping friends. There was no need for them to come to her, they wouldn't understand. How could they? They lived in this time, and no other. They had their own problems to deal with anyway.
She shot more arrows, listening each time to make sure it had hit it's target. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her.
I should take the prayer beads off of him. He's not a pet or something. It's not my place to police his actions. In that way, I'm no better than her. I punish him when I don't get my way. No, it's not pinning him to a tree, or trying to take him to hell, but.. It's still there.
"Is it dead yet?"
She whirled around at the sound of his voice. She hadn't heard him walk up behind her, and she had no idea how long he'd been standing there.
"What?"
"You've been shooting that poor tree for quite some time. I asked if it was dead yet."
It felt like he was asking if she'd shot him to death.
"No. It's not dead yet." My love for you isn't dead yet.
"It's raining. Was it so important for you to shoot that tree right now? You'll get ill."
"I don't care." I wasn't trying to shoot you. I was trying to.
"Why the hell not? Do you want to die?"
Do I want to die?
"Yes."
The answer had come out before she even thought the answer. She heard him gasp. Why so shocked? It's not like..
Strong arms pulled her close, nearly crushing her. Hands on her back, smoothing her hair, easing the tension from her shoulders.
"Would. would that be so bad?" Would it be so bad for me to get out of your way?
"Kagome! Don't ever, ever talk about leaving me. Never say that." Anger in his voice. And. fear?
If only for a little while, I'll stay. Because, he feels like.
"Inu yasha."
"What is it Kagome?" Trying to pull away, to search her face. She won't let him. She can't let go. Not now, not when she's finally realized.
"You feel like home."
Steffie: *wails, reaches for Kleenex*
*sniffle*
So. I think this is a cute little fic. I'm contemplating doing one from dog-boy's POV, but. well. Let's see how this goes over, shall we?
Disclaimer: I don't own Inu Yasha, or any characters in the manga/anime. They belong to Takashi Rumiko, and since I'm not getting any money out of this, don't sue.
Rain
Kagome stared at the ceiling of Kaede-baba's hut. The group was camped at the village for the night, since Kagome had gotten back later than usual and it was no use starting off in the evening. Kagome looked around at her friends as they settled down for the evening.
Sango was curling up by the fire, Kirara and Shippo between her and the hentai monk. Kagome snorted. The two demons were probably not enough to deter Miroku's wandering hands.
Kaede-baba was already asleep on her futon, having excused herself early, saying that at her age, and in these times, she needed all the rest she could get. Her even breathing was enough to lull even Kagome's restless mind.
Why was her mind restless? It had to do with the last member of the party. The one that was missing. Inu Yasha. In an extremely bad mood because she had come back late and made them waste another night, he had stomped off to spend the night in the god tree. Kagome sat in the doorway of the hut, staring out in the direction she knew the hanyou was.
Why does he always get so angry? It's not like he cares if I'm here or not, she thought. Then she sighed. He probably wanted to get his hands on the jewel more than ever now that Kikyo was back in the picture.
Kikyo. Inu Yasha's old girlfriend, and bane of Kagome's existence. Despite the fact that she had trapped him with a spell for fifty years, and that she refused to let go of her need to take him to hell with her, whenever there was even the tiniest hint of a rumor of her, he ran off like. well, like a lost little puppy.
I should go home. Then, he could just have Kikyo find the jewel and wish himself human. She stopped at that. Why should he have to change? In her mind, if you loved someone, you loved them for who and what they already were, not what they could potentially become. So, did that mean that Kikyo didn't love Inu Yasha as much as they both thought she did? Maybe she just wanted to make it easier for people to accept that she was with him if he was human.
Kagome stood up. She was so restless, she needed to get rid of some of her energy. Grabbing her bow and quiver of arrows, she walked out into the night. See Inu Yasha? I'm not stupid enough to walk around with no protection..not that you see it as me you're protecting. Do you see Kikyo behind you when you slay demons? Is it her firing arrows at your side? When you look down on me from your high branch, is it her face smiling back at you? She wondered as she left the hut.
Before she realized what she was doing, she started out in the direction of the god tree. Shaking her head, she turned away and walked in the other direction for awhile, thoughts whizzing around in her head.
What, exactly, was she doing here? She was carrying around a bow and arrows! She knew how to use them, and when she shot them, they purified whatever they touched! No normal girl did that. No normal girl went back in time to fight demons along-side a half demon, demon huntress and perverted monk with a void in his hand. They also didn't have a long list of fake illnesses to excuse their absence from the time they belonged in.
.where I belong. Where do I belong? There? Here? Sometimes I feel like I don't belong anywhere at all. Home feels so strange to me now. Sota is growing up, and every time I see him I feel like I've missed something important. Moma and grandpa are kind and loving as ever, but. I can see it in their eyes. It's just a flicker, but it's there. They see me becoming a stranger to them, and they aren't doing anything to stop it. Would I let them?
Tears streamed from her eyes, ignored. Was there no place she could call home anymore?
Kagome realized that she had started running. She had long since failed to notice where she was. Looking neither left, right, nor straight ahead, she shut her eyes and ran faster. She concentrated on running, trying to outrun all the clutter in her head.
Time passed. She was in shape from all the walking and fighting. She felt like she could run forever. Her feet thudded dully against the ground, the wind whipped through her hair and pulled at her clothes, tugging the bow and quiver out behind her. A cold breeze caressed her face gently, carrying a promise of something she couldn't hear.
She ran still faster.
Thunder rumbled angrily in the sky, and streaks of lightening lightened the darkness behind her closed eyes for brief moments. She slowed slightly as it started to rain.
What am I doing? I'm running through an ancient forest with my eyes closed, crying like a maniac. And for what? For the love of a half demon that keeps me around because I look like someone that fucked him over? Because I can help him find what will let him be with her?
She skidded to a halt. Tears of anger and hurt flowed down her cheeks. It began to drizzle, the cold rain mixing with the salt of her tears.
Was that the only reason he kept her around? He had said so before, but she hadn't thought he'd meant it. But what was keeping him from speaking his mind? He seemed able to tell Kikyo how he felt, so why should she be different? Why should she think that he had been lying to cover his feelings for her?
"Damn him! Fuck him! Fuck her! If they want to be together, fine! But they can't expect me to help them anymore!" She yelled. The sky boomed as if in agreement. Lightening flashed and she saw the god tree in the distance. Inu Yasha was not in it's branches.
He must have gone off to be with her. He's done it before. One of her soul-stealers must have wafted by, and he followed it.
She drew her bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the spot the hanyo had been pinned to. Letting the arrow fly, there was a satisfying thunk as the arrow sunk into the wood.
Would I shoot him if he were in front of me? Kagome thought, fitting another arrow to the bow. Her hands shook at the thought. Thunder was starting to boom more insistently now, and it started to rain in earnest. Kagome took no notice. She let the arrow fly finally, hearing another dull thud as it found it's mark.
No, I wouldn't shoot him. He could be tearing me apart, but I wouldn't shoot him. At least if he was doing that, I'd know where I stand.
Letting out a frustrated yell, she shot two more arrows at the tree. It was pouring now, and she could no longer see the tree. The arrows seemed to know where they were going, as she heard them sink into the ancient tree.
She wanted to scream out all of her frustration, but dared not. She didn't want to disturb her sleeping friends. There was no need for them to come to her, they wouldn't understand. How could they? They lived in this time, and no other. They had their own problems to deal with anyway.
She shot more arrows, listening each time to make sure it had hit it's target. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her.
I should take the prayer beads off of him. He's not a pet or something. It's not my place to police his actions. In that way, I'm no better than her. I punish him when I don't get my way. No, it's not pinning him to a tree, or trying to take him to hell, but.. It's still there.
"Is it dead yet?"
She whirled around at the sound of his voice. She hadn't heard him walk up behind her, and she had no idea how long he'd been standing there.
"What?"
"You've been shooting that poor tree for quite some time. I asked if it was dead yet."
It felt like he was asking if she'd shot him to death.
"No. It's not dead yet." My love for you isn't dead yet.
"It's raining. Was it so important for you to shoot that tree right now? You'll get ill."
"I don't care." I wasn't trying to shoot you. I was trying to.
"Why the hell not? Do you want to die?"
Do I want to die?
"Yes."
The answer had come out before she even thought the answer. She heard him gasp. Why so shocked? It's not like..
Strong arms pulled her close, nearly crushing her. Hands on her back, smoothing her hair, easing the tension from her shoulders.
"Would. would that be so bad?" Would it be so bad for me to get out of your way?
"Kagome! Don't ever, ever talk about leaving me. Never say that." Anger in his voice. And. fear?
If only for a little while, I'll stay. Because, he feels like.
"Inu yasha."
"What is it Kagome?" Trying to pull away, to search her face. She won't let him. She can't let go. Not now, not when she's finally realized.
"You feel like home."
Steffie: *wails, reaches for Kleenex*
*sniffle*
So. I think this is a cute little fic. I'm contemplating doing one from dog-boy's POV, but. well. Let's see how this goes over, shall we?