A/N Yes I'm back! I'm sorry this has taken so long to get out. I've been
having Internet problems with my computer. Okay let's see I won't do shout
out's this chapter, maybe next. Here we go:
Disclaimer; I think one of these is good enough but, I don't own Inuyasha. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU!?!
A Stranger Walks At Midnight
"Mom, I'm home!" A 7-year-old Kagome walked through the front door. She was panting hard. 'Why do we have so many stairs!' Kagome mentally screamed.
"Oh Hi honey! How was your day at school?" Ms. Higurashi asked her daughter. Kagome didn't meet her mother's eyes, "It was okay." "Well that's good," Kagome's mom stated.
Kagome didn't need to let her mother know the way she was feeling. Not until she could figure it out anyway. "Well it's time for dinner, why don't you go wash up," Ms. Higurashi suggested to her daughter. Kagome only nodded.
She watched her daughter walk up the stairs. Once she had rounded the corner, Ms. Higurashi sighed. The side effects were kicking in, she could tell. It wouldn't be long and the visions would start. It was only a matter of time.
* * * * * * * *
Inuyasha peered into a window on the side of the cabin that he had discovered. He could smell the fish clearly now. He hadn't noticed how hungry he was until he had gotten this close. He could literally taste it. But his stomach needed to digest the substance, not taste it. His stomach rumbled again.
Through the window he could see a small fire with fish, on sticks, rotating over it. He desperately tried to see if there was an inhabitant of the cabin. His vision was hindered only by the fog that covered the glass. It had gotten considerably colder outside, and his breath on the window was fogging it up.
He sighed as he gave in. He wasn't going to eat that fish, someone else was. That someone else would also be warm, clothed properly, and would no doubt have a nice bed to sleep in.
He slumped against the side of the cabin. The wood looked weather beaten and old. He silently picked at it while pondering his situation. Maybe he should give himself up. Just ram open the cabin door and wait for the person inhabiting it to scream and hit him unconscious. He wouldn't put up a fight.
Maybe he would be better off freezing to death. He could die here, savoring the smell of hot, cooked fish. He doubted his instincts would let him though. They would probably make him get up and find a shelter to lay under, or build a fire.
Either way was better than dying at Naraku's hands. That name had been forever burned into his memory. The pain Naraku had caused him would cost him dearly. Yes he would avenge his family and kill Naraku. No, he wouldn't--couldn't die here or anywhere else for that matter.
Inuyasha was so caught up in his plotting thoughts that he didn't notice the figure coming up behind him, slowly closing in.
* * * * * * * *
"There that's better," Ms Higurashi cooed softly. She reached up to tuck the blankets in around Kagome. Kagome let out a contented sigh. She unconsciously snuggled into the warm covers, closer to her mother's hands.
Ms. Higurashi smiled warmly at her daughter. "So shall we pick up the story?" "Oh yes! We stopped at the part right after-" Kagome was cut off. " It was the part where the old miko had created her heir!" Souta jump onto Kagome's bed.
"Ah, yes. That's right," Ms Higurashi smiled. "Well: The old miko used up all of the power that was left inside of her, including her life energy, to create her heir and protector. Her heir would be like her in almost every way. It was only she who would know the secret; it was the only piece of information that her protector would not know. Her guardian would find out in due time though.
The old miko's last image was that of her creation. It was so beautiful. SHE was so beautiful. She could tell that the bodyguard felt the same.
It wasn't long before the guard and heir were great friends. As they grew, their friendship grew with them. Nothing could break their bonds with each other, not even time itself. The protector had his share of problems without the priestess, but she was always there to sympathize with.
They both had many things separating them from others. The young miko was deeply respected by peer or stranger but was always apart from them because of the secret she could not tell. Her demon companion was apart for other reasons. Reasons of his own.
Their being held apart from society was just another motive for their bonds to grow. And grow they did until their growing would cause the relationship of their masters to go beyond friendship. They already loved each other in a way. It didn't hold the romantic idealism of a sentimental relationship, no affection going past companionship. There was no passion that would hold them together through an eternity of pain . . . not yet anyway.
Their bond was growing stronger with each passing day, and everyone could tell that-" Ms. Higurashi was cut off. "Mom! Enough of the mushy stuff! That's so gross!" Souta said, making gagging sounds. "Oh you're no fun! Fine. It's time for you both to be off to bed anyway." Ms. Higurashi said, glancing at Kagome's new alarm clock.
Kagome let out a loud yawn. "Souta, get off my bed; I want to sleep," Kagome said this while turning over. Souta stuck his tongue out at his sister's back. He gave his mother a hug and sped out the door to see if he could watch any T.V. before his mother would make him go to bed.
Ms. Higurashi bent over and kissed Kagome's cheek lightly. "Goodnight honey," Ms. Higurashi said quietly, turning off the light on her way out. Kagome opened her eyes once her mother had left. She looked to her nightstand where a new alarm clock was sitting. Her mother must have bought it for her while she was at school.
Kagome closed her eyes, letting her thoughts drift to the way she felt at school. It hadn't always been like this. It changed rather sporadically actually. The insecure feeling she got when she was away from home. She had figured out over the years though that it wasn't her separation from her home that bothered her, it was more of . . . the feeling that she had when she was home. It had grown rapidly since that day 3 weeks ago, when she had seen that hooded boy, the one with the silver hair.
Kagome hadn't been able to actually feel comfortable since she had seen him. It was weird how a complete stranger could make her feel safe and secure. It was just something about him that eased away all of the bad feelings that she had. All she had to do was let her mind wander to him, to picture him and his golden eyes. It felt like all was right with the world.
And then her rational side would take over and tell her to wake up. And she would. She would sit there and feel anxious and vulnerable. Kagome didn't like feeling vulnerable. She didn't like having weaknesses, but she did, in fact, everyone did.
So Kagome would sit, with her thoughts in check, and cope with her insecure feelings. As a result she would lose her battle and end up thinking about him anyway. She reveled in the feeling of warmth that he gave her. She reveled in it quite often in fact, seeing as how, no matter how much she tried, she always lost her battle.
* * * * * * * *
Ms. Higurashi looked at her clock, it was 1:00 a.m. They should be here. She got up and went to look through her window. Yes the truck was just driving up. She watched as a certain pile of garbage was picked up from the street. The truck glowed all the way down the road.
* * * * * * * *
"Pick up point activated sir," a voice said. You could hear a slight clicking noise as if a walkee-talkee had been switched on. "Good," came a static voice, "Meet us at the rendezvous point to confirm the mission status." "Sir," answered the first voice, " we also placed a tracker on the van." "How long do we have until they stop and notice?" came the static voice again.
"We have approximately an hour before they turn on their tracking radar, sir" the first voice answered again. "Use the time wisely," said the authoritative voice. "Sir," Came the reply. The ominous click was heard again as the communication system was turned off.
A/N So, did you like it? I know, it's still a bit mysterious, you'll get it sooner or later. I guess it depends on how fast I update doesn't it? I really should get going on this, I know. It'll get along soon enough.
I'm going to have about only 1 more chapter with the characters young. The next one might have them grown up, I haven't decided.
I want to thank everyone for not abandoning my story, it means a lot to me. Of course I'll know how many people have abandoned it after I get reviews, which I better so:
REVIEW REVIEW!!!! :)
Disclaimer; I think one of these is good enough but, I don't own Inuyasha. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU!?!
A Stranger Walks At Midnight
"Mom, I'm home!" A 7-year-old Kagome walked through the front door. She was panting hard. 'Why do we have so many stairs!' Kagome mentally screamed.
"Oh Hi honey! How was your day at school?" Ms. Higurashi asked her daughter. Kagome didn't meet her mother's eyes, "It was okay." "Well that's good," Kagome's mom stated.
Kagome didn't need to let her mother know the way she was feeling. Not until she could figure it out anyway. "Well it's time for dinner, why don't you go wash up," Ms. Higurashi suggested to her daughter. Kagome only nodded.
She watched her daughter walk up the stairs. Once she had rounded the corner, Ms. Higurashi sighed. The side effects were kicking in, she could tell. It wouldn't be long and the visions would start. It was only a matter of time.
* * * * * * * *
Inuyasha peered into a window on the side of the cabin that he had discovered. He could smell the fish clearly now. He hadn't noticed how hungry he was until he had gotten this close. He could literally taste it. But his stomach needed to digest the substance, not taste it. His stomach rumbled again.
Through the window he could see a small fire with fish, on sticks, rotating over it. He desperately tried to see if there was an inhabitant of the cabin. His vision was hindered only by the fog that covered the glass. It had gotten considerably colder outside, and his breath on the window was fogging it up.
He sighed as he gave in. He wasn't going to eat that fish, someone else was. That someone else would also be warm, clothed properly, and would no doubt have a nice bed to sleep in.
He slumped against the side of the cabin. The wood looked weather beaten and old. He silently picked at it while pondering his situation. Maybe he should give himself up. Just ram open the cabin door and wait for the person inhabiting it to scream and hit him unconscious. He wouldn't put up a fight.
Maybe he would be better off freezing to death. He could die here, savoring the smell of hot, cooked fish. He doubted his instincts would let him though. They would probably make him get up and find a shelter to lay under, or build a fire.
Either way was better than dying at Naraku's hands. That name had been forever burned into his memory. The pain Naraku had caused him would cost him dearly. Yes he would avenge his family and kill Naraku. No, he wouldn't--couldn't die here or anywhere else for that matter.
Inuyasha was so caught up in his plotting thoughts that he didn't notice the figure coming up behind him, slowly closing in.
* * * * * * * *
"There that's better," Ms Higurashi cooed softly. She reached up to tuck the blankets in around Kagome. Kagome let out a contented sigh. She unconsciously snuggled into the warm covers, closer to her mother's hands.
Ms. Higurashi smiled warmly at her daughter. "So shall we pick up the story?" "Oh yes! We stopped at the part right after-" Kagome was cut off. " It was the part where the old miko had created her heir!" Souta jump onto Kagome's bed.
"Ah, yes. That's right," Ms Higurashi smiled. "Well: The old miko used up all of the power that was left inside of her, including her life energy, to create her heir and protector. Her heir would be like her in almost every way. It was only she who would know the secret; it was the only piece of information that her protector would not know. Her guardian would find out in due time though.
The old miko's last image was that of her creation. It was so beautiful. SHE was so beautiful. She could tell that the bodyguard felt the same.
It wasn't long before the guard and heir were great friends. As they grew, their friendship grew with them. Nothing could break their bonds with each other, not even time itself. The protector had his share of problems without the priestess, but she was always there to sympathize with.
They both had many things separating them from others. The young miko was deeply respected by peer or stranger but was always apart from them because of the secret she could not tell. Her demon companion was apart for other reasons. Reasons of his own.
Their being held apart from society was just another motive for their bonds to grow. And grow they did until their growing would cause the relationship of their masters to go beyond friendship. They already loved each other in a way. It didn't hold the romantic idealism of a sentimental relationship, no affection going past companionship. There was no passion that would hold them together through an eternity of pain . . . not yet anyway.
Their bond was growing stronger with each passing day, and everyone could tell that-" Ms. Higurashi was cut off. "Mom! Enough of the mushy stuff! That's so gross!" Souta said, making gagging sounds. "Oh you're no fun! Fine. It's time for you both to be off to bed anyway." Ms. Higurashi said, glancing at Kagome's new alarm clock.
Kagome let out a loud yawn. "Souta, get off my bed; I want to sleep," Kagome said this while turning over. Souta stuck his tongue out at his sister's back. He gave his mother a hug and sped out the door to see if he could watch any T.V. before his mother would make him go to bed.
Ms. Higurashi bent over and kissed Kagome's cheek lightly. "Goodnight honey," Ms. Higurashi said quietly, turning off the light on her way out. Kagome opened her eyes once her mother had left. She looked to her nightstand where a new alarm clock was sitting. Her mother must have bought it for her while she was at school.
Kagome closed her eyes, letting her thoughts drift to the way she felt at school. It hadn't always been like this. It changed rather sporadically actually. The insecure feeling she got when she was away from home. She had figured out over the years though that it wasn't her separation from her home that bothered her, it was more of . . . the feeling that she had when she was home. It had grown rapidly since that day 3 weeks ago, when she had seen that hooded boy, the one with the silver hair.
Kagome hadn't been able to actually feel comfortable since she had seen him. It was weird how a complete stranger could make her feel safe and secure. It was just something about him that eased away all of the bad feelings that she had. All she had to do was let her mind wander to him, to picture him and his golden eyes. It felt like all was right with the world.
And then her rational side would take over and tell her to wake up. And she would. She would sit there and feel anxious and vulnerable. Kagome didn't like feeling vulnerable. She didn't like having weaknesses, but she did, in fact, everyone did.
So Kagome would sit, with her thoughts in check, and cope with her insecure feelings. As a result she would lose her battle and end up thinking about him anyway. She reveled in the feeling of warmth that he gave her. She reveled in it quite often in fact, seeing as how, no matter how much she tried, she always lost her battle.
* * * * * * * *
Ms. Higurashi looked at her clock, it was 1:00 a.m. They should be here. She got up and went to look through her window. Yes the truck was just driving up. She watched as a certain pile of garbage was picked up from the street. The truck glowed all the way down the road.
* * * * * * * *
"Pick up point activated sir," a voice said. You could hear a slight clicking noise as if a walkee-talkee had been switched on. "Good," came a static voice, "Meet us at the rendezvous point to confirm the mission status." "Sir," answered the first voice, " we also placed a tracker on the van." "How long do we have until they stop and notice?" came the static voice again.
"We have approximately an hour before they turn on their tracking radar, sir" the first voice answered again. "Use the time wisely," said the authoritative voice. "Sir," Came the reply. The ominous click was heard again as the communication system was turned off.
A/N So, did you like it? I know, it's still a bit mysterious, you'll get it sooner or later. I guess it depends on how fast I update doesn't it? I really should get going on this, I know. It'll get along soon enough.
I'm going to have about only 1 more chapter with the characters young. The next one might have them grown up, I haven't decided.
I want to thank everyone for not abandoning my story, it means a lot to me. Of course I'll know how many people have abandoned it after I get reviews, which I better so:
REVIEW REVIEW!!!! :)