~*Kaleidoscope*~
By: Pandora Rose
Chapter 1
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Disclaimer: Inuyasha does definately not belong to me. Never will unfortunately... shame, he would make a awfully good slave toy... *Inu in background* HEY!!! ... *snickers*. This plot though many people may have thought of it once before does belong of my own mind and I didn't steal it from anyone so.... please dont yell at me .;;;. Any other characters which do not seem familiar to please don't think of using without premission. ^.^ T'ank you.
A/N: What if what was in the fuedal era of Inuyasha's time... wasn't?
What if everything had been turned upside down, shaked around like a maraca and shifted all like a Kelidoscope? And everyone's places had shifted?
In which is where I come in handy and write down the marvelous events of this shifted Kelidoscope effect of the fuedal era once upon a time ago in ancient Japan, of the days of demon's and witchcraft....
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Screams engulfed the usual peaceful silence of a ancient, medieval Japan village, flames sprouting from the lovely, huge trees and smoke surrounded the quaint town as if a cloud of death, as the villagers yelled with horrible frightening whelps. Some stood straight up, dirtied and burnt but arrows, bows, and weapons of battle still clutched in their trembling, horrified grasps.
The young woman starred them down from a branch of a tree, her blue eyes dazzling like elegant blue jewels of the rich, her demon snow-white hair fell to her delicate shoulders. Little cat ears perched from the top of her crown, as her canines peered from her soft lips. She was wrapped in a pink kimono, cutting at her arms and cutting at her calves wearing nothing else. Her bare feet clung nimbly to the rugged tree branch.
Clutched in her clawed grasp, a jewel twinkled in the nearing flames of the village, a necklace of a brilliant pearl of no color but every color known to man. A jewel more powerful then man itself, as well. A jewel Kagome insisted on keeping just for herself and only for herself this time. Her own well-being counted on it.
"This is of your own faults, villagers" she spoke calmly, yet if anyone had been close to the hanyou, a half demon half human being, you could see the young girl was trembling with the fright and damage she had so willingly caused. "It was simple and easy. All you had to do was give me this jewel and nothing or no one would have been harmed" Kagome's, the hanyou, lips and words trembled as each syllable passed.
"You shall never leave with the Shikon no Tama, beast!" one of the corageous villagers cried out, bravely, a arrow flying from the bow straight toward the demon's chest. Kagome dodged it allowing it to graze past her and into the trunk of the tree she had perched on as the rest of the remnants of a village known to her for years watched her. " Don't be foolish. Your lives shouldn't be spent so" Kagome felt another wave of trembles set over her as she clutched tightly to the jewel of four souls, the one that could make her life so much easier then it had become.
"I am taking the Shikon no Tama. There's no stopping me. Save yourselves" was all Kagome could manage as she peered at the jewel in her clawed hand, gave the remaining village men a pitying gaze, and leaped from the tree branch with a broken heart, a un-avenged anger, and the most powerful jewel known to the entire man-kind on this universe, so long ago.
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.......From Legend to Reality.....
........A urban, young boy from the time beyond mets a young 'girl' from the amazing fuedal past......
........And they go onto the strangest adventure of a lifetime.....
~*Kaleidoscope*~
"KAGOME!!!!"
The voice spanned the small distance and the hanyou's sensitive ears perched as the sound reverbrated through her senses devouring her soul and heart. The beautiful, demon woman perched at the edge of the village she had diminshed to ashes, the village she could have once called her home, turned swiftly as her feet caught into the dirt and turned around her snow white hair whipping against her lovely face.
That's when she felt it.... the most overwhelming pain any man or woman could feel in one's entire lifetime. Kagome gasped, the air rushing out of her, as she felt a wooden arrow pierce through her skin, stab at her heart, and shove her against a great old Strangler Tree. "O-Otaru....?"
A young man looked back at her with silky, raven-black hair, handsome as a prince but yet only with the job of a priest, knotted with battle and travel falling over his shoulders, a bow clutched in his bloodied hands. "Kagome" he whispered back, his breath as gentle as the breeze as he collasped down upon the ground blood pooling around him as if it was meant to be a scene.
"Otaru!... Otaru, how dare you!!!!" Kagome lashed out as she suddenley felt herself being dragged to the tree behind her and pinning her body against the rough, hide bark, a dark purple blood flowing from her wound and onto the closed arms, her beloved jewel drenching in wretched hanyou blood.Her lovely hair tangled amidst her struggles until her heart had finally stopped beating and the beautiful demon woman's grasp released the jewel of four souls, letting it slowly fall to the ground.
Otaru starred in dismay, watching the yound woman struggle til her supposed death, his own heart wrenching as her's would be. He hadn't felt his salty tears fall along with the blood dripping from his head wound until the acidy mixture stung upon his forehead. "Damn..." he whispered as he struggled to regain his compusure and slow his painful and rapid thuddering of his twisted heart. He had a task at hand.
The priest shifted through the blood soaked ground and found himself starring down at the Shikon no Tama, glimmering still in the pool of Kagome's dark blood. "The Shikon no Tama" he slurred, his own blood pouring softly from his lips, dropping and swirling with the hanyou's rich plum blood, flowing and mating and turning into one horrid wretched mistake. "Because of one simple thing..."
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Otaru gasped for air, his throat closing as his wounds had told him everything he had needed to know. He layed in the midst of his village, or what was left of it from Kagome's tantrums, the rest of his own villagers crowding around the mortally wounded priest. " Lord Otaru-sama..." a shy, soft voice intervined as Otaru had tried to comfort the men of the village even within his state.
Otaru looked down to see a young boy, soft white hair flowing down his shoulders, canine teeth peering out, a glowing cresent moon upon his forehead. "....Sesshomaru-sama...." he managed clutching to his soiled, wool shirt, trying to hold the blood from pouring down his body and eyeing the tiny boy of such small age. He was pure demon who was left to starve as a pup, when Otaru had found him crying from thirst in the neighboring lush forest, now burnt to a state of pure ash. Otaru had adopted the demon as a brother, to the entire villages disdain, and had watched over dutifully to the young demon.
"Lord Otaru-sama...."
"It's 'orrible wounds, indeed... medical treatment quickly!"
"Oni-sama, please, bandages now...!!!"
Sesshomaru bent down next to the young dieing priest his lovely eyes so similiar to Kagome's wavering in childish fright. "Otaru-sama..." he whispered as the man clutched hurriedly to his arm, as a wave of pain and sorrow washed through him. "It is use-less..." Otaru whispered as the blood drooled down his chin, soiling the ground beneath him and young Sesshomaru's brilliant white tail. "No!" the boy insisted as he grasped the mortal's hands.
"I am dieing, my people... Sesshomaru, listen.. listen to me carefully" Otaru's face dissolved from brave to horrible excruiating pain clutching to his abdomen where more of his bodily fluids leaked into the open, the air full of the stench of death and blood. "This.... this... it needs to be burnt with my remains..."
Sesshomaru gasped, oxygen filtering out of his small body as he saw what his older foster brother had clutched in his other hand, that wasn't clinging to dear life on his own arm. His brother and Kagome, the evil hanyou who had destroyed their village, had told many stories of the jewel Otaru had in his bloody possession, stories the young boy thought only legends. Otaru had said many a time that he was the protector of the Shikon no Tama... but Sesshomaru had always had immature disbelief on his statements.
Until he saw it twinkle in his brother's grasp...
"It shall never fall into the hands of evil ones again..." Otaru whispered to his most trusted figure, the tiny demon boy only the tender age of twelve. "Sesshomaru... The Shikon no Tama must come with me to the next world..." Otaru's grasp suddenley began to falter his fingers slowly releasing. "Otaru...?" Sesshomaru whispered hurriedly as the priest began to hack up the cruel red liquid as the man's heart began thuddering faster and faster "Otaru-sama!!!!
... until it had suddenley stopped and the once-priest slowly collasped to the dirt ground, dead.
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Sesshomaru watched over the Cremation Ritual of his deceased brother, dawning on his black clothing with the high sense of mourning the late village began to feel when their only hope diminished the minute the young priest named Otaru had passed into the next world.
The young, demon boy had made sure of his duties, taking the sacred jewel and laying it with Otaru-sama atop his death bed allowing the flames to eat them both, soul and heart.
Sesshomaru had also made sure of his duty to take over where his brother had left off... and that had to do with a certain young, female hanyou who had brought his brother down to his death.
"He took your jewel to the other world, Kagome.... you are no longer allowed to rest" Sesshomaru vowed softly as he looked at the slumped, beautiful figure of the half human, half demon figure being held up only by Otaru's spell-binding arrow, not quite dead yet not quite alive. The old Strangler Tree she had fallen upon months before slowly began their job of wrapping her, comfortingly, with it's roots, holding her in a almost loving rocking grasp.
And that was where the young hanyou named Kagome laid.
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(2003, AD. Tokyo)
The urban city of Tokyo awoke to not the great cry of a rooster, but rather the busy, swift honks of cars and traffic and the loud pulsing sound of television flowing through the fog-infested air, like any other city in the world. For cramped spaces of thousands of people Tokyo was quite beautiful for it had mixed with the old days of its ancient Japan ancestry and the modern world of today.... as you can tell for if you walked down one street you could see millions of 20th century houses and a tiny, old well built shrine that had lasted farther then anyones imaginations could withhold.
The window sparkled with advertisements of charms, lucky rakes, and some oracle papers all for the help of running the quaint austere shrine that had a life of its own at the end of the modern day block atop a hill, almost seprating itself from the century beyond them.
"This is alot crap here, Kaede... whatya need all this for? The... S... Shikon no Tama, eh?" a voice broke through the pleasent, enchanting silence the huge shrine had inherited in the past few years, until it had rudely been interupted with the moving in of figures unwanted.
A old woman sat folded amidst boxes of littered moving equipment in a old red and white kimono of the ancient days, her white hair braided down her back, and a eye patch held over her left eye. In her withered hands she, with great dexterity despite her old age, began to braid the rest of her charm she had planned to sell for the sake of her brandly new-boughten shrine.
"Well, laddie, that there brings happiness to the home and will business to flower prosperly" the old woman known as Kaede insisted to the young man behind her who had questioned upon a charm. He was setting up the display in the glimmering window for the passerbyers to eye and google for the woman.
The young man frowned as he held the obvious fake and plastic jewel, his long black hair held back in a ponytail for the sake of lumbering about with boxes in hand, his jean jacket and green shirt littered with dust from this ancient dump and sneered lightly his hazel eyes glimmering. "You going to sell them, hag?" he said with fondness, holding the plastic pearl to the sun and watched it glimmer with a fake quality. A middle aged sheep dog named Bujo watched him with one eye open as he sleeped lazily in the corner.
"It's suppose to be a glass ball or somethin'?" the man who looked down at the woman who had grinned when he labeled her with his nickname for her, curiousity glimmering in those odd hazel eyes. Eyes which had never chosen the color they wanted to be, blue, green, brown... they never stopped changing. An awful lot like a certain pair of eyes that had wondered through this shrine thousands and thousands of years ago... He snorted as he flung it in the air and caught it expertly. "It's a cheap piece of crap, indeed"
"Oh, Inuyasha..." Kaede shook her head, cackling with slight laughter as she tyed the charm she began to braid and put it aside to look at her godson, a flourishing handsome young man who had lost both his parents and younger brother in a fire years ago and was taken under her care. "Don't fling that around. Listen... that jewel has quite a interesting history.... see, it all began with..."
Inuyasha rolled his eyes, putting the thing aside and quickly broke off before the old woman began to chatter away. "Besides that, Kaede" he insisted before she started on one of her usual ramblings. Inuyasha had learned quickly that whenever his godmother began with ' see, it all began with...' ..well whatever it was never turned out anything good or pleasent to the ears. He sighed lightly as he bent down to rip open the next box, as Kaede had ignored his interuption and went on talking anyways.
Inuyasha hadn't resented moving as much as he thought he would. Sure, he had a life down south in Japan, but up so close to the city... it was exhilirating for the young man. He had never seen such amazing things, such high buildings, such crowded shops or villages... it was all amazing. Not to mention this dump of a shrine... even though Inuyasha had made plenty of hints to the old hag how much he dispeased this garbage of a house, the brand new seveteen year old couldn't help but feel more at home then ever in this dingy place people had labeled live-able.
"Oh, you old hag...." the man frowned as he turned his attentions back to the box and saw a beautifully wrapped present inside it. "I told ya, I'm to old for presents now" Inuyasha pulled out the box anyways and sat down on the floor next to her, eyeing it. Kaede grinned as she stopped on her story, in the midst of braiding another lovely charm. "I've no reason to forget my cute godson's birthday..." she said stubbornly as Inuyasha preceeded to rip away at the wrappings.
"Oh... how delightful" Inuyasha raised an eyebrow at the old woman, sarcasm dripping from his voice as he looked at the gift in his lap, noting the high cackles of humor coming from Kaede next to him. "A mummfied kappa hand, my lad. Brings good fortune... see, it all began with..." Inuyasha sulked as he picked up with disgusting, smelly, hand 'thing' and eyed it as Kaede began off on the amazing history of the mummfied kappa hand. Gross. Kaede's sense of humor always disturbed him greatly.
"Eat up, Bujo"
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"Inuyasha, are you ready for school yet?!!!!" the screech echoed throughout the shrine's rooms and Inuyasha held his sensitive ears as he stumbled down the steps. "I... am... awake!" he yelled back angrily his black hair a scrumpulous mess and his jeans a big old wrinkly mess, but still none the less looking good in it.
Kaede's sister, Marlene, who had watched over Inuyasha for a year in America and had come to live in the shrine with him and the old hag, glared at him harshly, a spoon in hand. "Breakfast started fifteen minutes ago, young man!!!... seventeen years old and still acting like a immature boy..." she hadn't hiestated to wack him with her wooden spoon, and Inuyasha came in with a throbbing head and a nasty attuitude.
"G'morning, Inu!!!" a chirpy eight year old by the name of Lila had thrown at Inuyasha in her high pitched childish voice. When Marlene said she was coming to help with the shrine, she had also meant her daughter and her husband had planned to come up as well to live in the huge house that was only truly meant for Inuyasha and Kaede. Marlene's husband hadn't responded to anything, as Inuyasha rumbled a deep morning to the young child, just flipped a page of the newspaper at the head of the table.
Inuyasha had pondered over Marlene's odd family many a times. Lila, the young child was a blabber mouth who never had the decency to shut up talked away, while the husband who Inuyasha knew was 'Bob' only by the fact when Marlene talked to him, just sat there in space and hadn't said a word but 'Hello' since he had gotten into Japan. Not to mention the fact, Marlene had enough to say in the last several minutes and was already labeled as the gossip hound in the new neighborhood. How Inuyasha had gotten stuck with these people, he would never know....
And while Inuyasha sat himself down at the table, he watched Kaede eat at her breakfast as Lila gaily chriped away to her, her resemblance to one of those annoying lap dogs growing intensely. Marlene came in with Inuyasha's food and rolled her eyes at him as she sat down to finish hers.
And this was a usual morning in Inuyasha's life. 'How interesting', he thought with a slight snarl as the old hag stole one of his pickles and eyed it. "Now, Lila, my lady... these pickles are so sweet... they must have a amazing history... see, it all began with..." Kaede began and Inuyasha couldn't bite back the "You old hag, it's seven in the morning, give the yapper a rest!" and got another whack in the head by Marlene for his reward. By the time Kaede had nipped the rest of his pickles and kept giving him disdainful looks, Inuyasha felt it was time to leave the table and head for the new school and screw breakfast.
"I'm leaving" he called to them, throwing his old ratted school bag over his shoulder, his head beginning to grow a slight ache from his morning whacks and his attutiude only growing worse. Inuyasha was almost to the point of skipping school. But the minute he had walked out of the cluttered and disorganized shrine and into the fresh morning sunshine he had felt his anger deitoriate and his head slowly calm.
This was the one thing Inuyasha had loved about the spacious shrine. Their back yard was huge. It wasn't excatly like being neighbors to the fresh forest, like their house in the south, but it was lovely enough in its own kind, cherry blossom trees sprouting everywhere, decorations plentiful. He looked around as he threw his backpack aside and threw on his old faded jean jacket pushing his lock black locks aside.
School didn't start for a hour... he could take some time aside to look around this dump and appreciate it without anyone looking or peeping on him. Inuyasha wandered around the blossoms littering in his hair as he suddenley looked up to see why. Long twisted branches clung to a cherry blossoms branches hung over him and it took him two minutes til he found the base of the huge Strangler tree they belonged to. The tree trunk was a huge amount, about half the living room size, the roots twisting around one another creating a elegant design of pure nature. 'The Sacred Tree' Inuyasha recalled as he looked at the sign perched next to the huge base of the tree. 'Whoa... this things like... five hundred years old...'
He eyed it thoughtfully and he felt it in his chest. The growing ache he felt in his head began to spread down his body and surrounding his chest and then unexpected grasped at his heart. His organ suddenley began to thump against his ribcage, painfully. Faster and faster, Inuyasha in confusion, felt his adrenaline spike up as it did when he felt anger or the need for revenge matching in rthym to his pounding heart. And his eyes still rested against the tree's sight.
Inuyasha then felt immense pain on the side of his abdomen and clutched at it, almost expected blood to stream from his side like a regular wound would. It felt awfully like he had just been wounded, none the less. "W-what?" he stuttered unsurely, as he raised his eyes higher to the strange tree and choked for breath. 'What's going on?' he thought through a oxygen deprived brain. 'What's happening to me? Why...can't... I ... breath?!!!'
He began to turn around hazily, his vision blurring uncomfortably and his senses disoriented. He looked away from the Sacred Tree for a moment focusing on his breathing, when Inuyasha once again felt the urge to stare at the tree. But when he rested his odd colored eyes back on it, it wasn't the same tree he had seen seconds before. 'What the hell is going on?' he tried to cry out but only ended echoing his thoughts, as he looked at the tree in a daze and saw a figure wrapped in it.
A beautiful figure he -thought- he saw was what he could conclude, and if his breath wasn't already lost he would have lost it at the sight of the dazzling woman wrapped in the grasp of the strange tree. She looked sound asleep, her tiny face masked in a slight peaceful look, her shoulder blade length hair, white as snow, layed around her head and shoulders. Tiny cat ears poked from the top of her head and canines poked from her top lip. He gaped at her and shuddered slightly as he kept his eyes locked on her. She was lovely... she was familiar... she was...
"Inuyasha....?"
And then it stopped. He heaved for breath as he turned to look back to see Lila, starring at him oddly from the steps of the shrine. "Whatcha doing?" she questioned him, as if she was the smart seventeen year old in all advanced classes, while he was the mentally challenged one. Inuyasha shot up pulling in as much oxygen as possible and turned back toward the tree.
The brilliant image of the young woman was gone.
"Um... I... I was... nothing, kid. It was nothing." Inuyasha shook his head eyeing the tree with thoughtful disdain as he went to go pick up his backpack next to the young girl and sighed. "Let's get you to school, before you hit the late bell" he grumbled brushing aside a sweat soaked lock. Lila watched him apprehensively and sighed as she gathered her stuff and headed on to their first day of school.
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"I have to say good bye to Bujo first" Lila insisted simply crossing her tiny arms, the next day at the shrine's front porch. "I always have to say good bye to him. Or he'll be lonely all day without us" The little kid could be annoying but Inuyasha couldn't help but have a soft spot for Kaede's niece. "Bujo's probably off snoring somewhere, kid. C'mon" Inuyasha rolled up his sleeves, feeling hot, sticky, and overwhelming confusion of earlier events the other day. The image of the young girl was still branded in his mind and it wouldn't leave him be.
The first day of school at the city of grand Tokyo, Inuyasha could say was a success. The sweltering heat, he found was the only problem. He couldn't wear his favorably heavy jean jacket all to much in this weather. Now he only had to go through about two hundred more days of school now.. He sighed eyeing the young girl, who looked cute in a summer dress and her brown locks in pigtails. He was the only one who knew deep down she was a trouble maker inside. Inuyasha could see it in her eyes. She was up to mischeif today.
"Inu-yaaaaaasha..." Lila's already whiny voice grew a high pitched edge. "Alright!" the young man snarled rubbing his eyelids, the image still in his sight even with his eyes closed. "We'll find him, just don't damn whine, kid" Lila let loose a successfully cheeky grin and hopped down the steps her beeline straight towards the concealed well that came with the shrine.
Inuyasha watched her go and frowned. "What... are... you... doing?" he gasped as he caught up with her. "Getting Bujo" the child insisted back and Inuyasha looked back at the old, falling-apart well, to see Bujo's shaggy head poking out. How did the dog get in there... when the well was suppose to be concealed? No one had been in there for years he supposed as he walked along next to Lila, eyeing the huge, cottage-like hokora, the small shrine the well was stationed in. He knew Kaede had been cursing for hours when she found she couldn't get in. Even Inuyasha had tried to get through the boarded doors.
It hadn't worked.
"The Bone Gobbling Well..." Lila read slowly from a plaque, similiar to the Sacred Tree's, stationed next door to it. The two of them peered through the human sized gap Bujo had gotten through and blinked at the short steps hiding down to the darkness, dust particles swarming through the air. "Bujo...!" Inuyasha called out, Lila peering in with curious eyes. It was pitch black down there. No sign of the huge sheep dog in sight.
As their eyes got use to the darkness, Inuyasha and Lila could both figure out the shadowy box like structure at the bottom of the steps was the 'bone gobbling' well, boarded and completely shut something taped at the top to hold it close. Inuyasha supposed it a priest spell to keep demons from coming out of it. Those priests and priestess were always suspicious and paranoid of the demons and spirits that didn't exist probably at all in their world.
"Why don't you go down?" Lila broke the curious silence peering up at Inuyasha, her bright blue eyes glimmering. Inuyasha raised a eyebrow hurriedly. "What?! I'm not going down there... who knows what stuff is going to be hidden down there! This place hasn't been opened for years!" He thought of reasonably excuses quickly in hopes to not go down to the dark and dingy small shrine.
"Oh please... who's the man? You or me?" Lila snarled sarcasticly, a good imitation of Inuyasha, who preceeded to gaze his glare upon her for her unappropiate yet successful teasing. "Shut it, kid" he said quickly and roughly as he instantly shot his foot inside, his nice clean boots getting quickly dirty from all the dust recollected in the old smelly well house. "Don't mess with me." he insisted as he pulled himself all the way through, the smell rotten and moist to do enclosure for so long.
Lila followed in after him, clutching to the back of his jacket as they tiptoed down to the top step. The only sound for awhile was their soft frequent steps and the wild thunkering of both hearts until suddenley the well began to make wild scarping sounds. "AH!" both jumped hurriedly, their yelps echoing through out the tiny abadoned miniture shrine.
"Damnit" Inuyasha managed, slightly breathless as he hurried to regain his composure. What was he doing? Scared of alittle scarthing? Please! "Bujo must have gotten himself stuck in the well..." he grumbled brushing his hair back as Lila's grasp on the back of his jacket went to a grasp of a choke hold around his waist."Uh... Uh.." Lila mummured as something brushed behind the two and identical yells cried out in unison throughout the hokora.
"BUJO!" Inuyasha and Lila hissed roughly, the two clinging to one another in their fright being shoved back against the well which was still making its rapid scarthing noises. The shaggy sheep dog just raised an eyebrow in innocence as the two tried to regain their breath. "Don't do that you damn mutt..." Inuyasha growled as he embrassingly found himself equally clinging to Lila as she was clinging tightly to him.
Lila giggled from her adventure squirming out of Inuyasha's grasp as she went down to go pet Bujo, who just gave them both niave drooling look of stupidity. "It was just Bujo, huh Inuyasha? We sure were scared, weren't we?" she giggled some more bending down to hug the huge dog, secertly in thankful-ness that it was just him and not some scary huge demon monster out for the hearts of little children, like Auntie Kaede had told her.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes gruffly, his back to the well which had quieted down, a flush no one but him would know that he had falling on his face. "I wasn't scared, kid" he insisted trying to keep a cool mask, wiping the dust from his jeans. "It was nothing... I just pretended to be scared, so you know, you wouldn't be left out and all..." even to him the excuse sounded lame. Inuyasha scarthed his ear, looking away as Lila giggled at him again. How embrassing...
The child's giggles suddenley stopped and Inuyasha turned back as Lila preceeded to gap at him. The scarthing in the well increased suddenley, louder and harsher. Pushing back from it, the young man watched the tiny girl's blue saucer's widen. "Inu... Inuyasha..." she whispered softly and he frowned at her trembling voice. "Lila... kid, don't play with me... I'm not falling for that" Inuyasha suddenley saw the joke, knowing the kid wanted to get him in the act of being frightened right after he claimed he wasn't. He wasn't falling for it.
"Inuyasha!"
Behind him, the well burst, wood chips and boards flying everywhere as the dust unsettled flinging to and fro and yells filled the well house once more. Inuyasha yelled hurriedly as he threw Lila and Bujo to the ground quickly, adrenaline spurting through his body, as the wood chunks and rocks hit him rather then the child and dog. "Holy shit!" Inuyasha growled as he pulled himself off the ground and stood up brushing the dust from his clothes in a hurry. Damnit, he was going to look like crap on his second day of school...
"Inuyasha, look out!" Lila's shrill screams hadn't calmed down, and when Inuyasha had turned around to look back at the well he finally knew why.
Curling, from the rotted wooden water holder, the naked torso of a woman flailed out long and curled. Her head had no eyes, just a vacant stare and blood red lips, fangs protruding from her smile. Long, ratted black hair flew down her naked back, as six arms wriggled impatiently attached to her side. Inuyasha could only gap, as the demon he supposedly thought weren't real, hissed a long snake tongue poking from the bright red lips.
"Inuyasha!!!" Lila's cries turned into sobs, as the demon centipede woman lashed out at the young man, wrapped one arms around his neck tightly, and two others to grasp at his left arm. "Bitch..." he growled, breaking out of his trance instantly as he grasped for the scaly scarthing arm that held his neck and tried to wriggle away from her. Whatever the hell it was, Inuyasha was sure of one thing.
He wasn't going down in that well with it.
"Inuyasssha...!" Lila's sobs increased as he suddenley felt he was loosing this battle and quickly. The ugly demon woman pulled him off the ground, him flailing this way and that and only ended up in preceeding of getting plenty of bruises and scarpes. The centipede held him up to her supposed eyesight, despite the fact she didn't have any eyes and grinned seductively, licking that snake tongue across her lips.
"Prieesssst..." she hissed slightly and fell back into the well, taking the mortal young man along with her.
Lila watched in aghast as Inuyasha struggles broke as he was pulled into the well beyond his own will.
"Inuyasha........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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By: Pandora Rose
Chapter 1
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Disclaimer: Inuyasha does definately not belong to me. Never will unfortunately... shame, he would make a awfully good slave toy... *Inu in background* HEY!!! ... *snickers*. This plot though many people may have thought of it once before does belong of my own mind and I didn't steal it from anyone so.... please dont yell at me .;;;. Any other characters which do not seem familiar to please don't think of using without premission. ^.^ T'ank you.
A/N: What if what was in the fuedal era of Inuyasha's time... wasn't?
What if everything had been turned upside down, shaked around like a maraca and shifted all like a Kelidoscope? And everyone's places had shifted?
In which is where I come in handy and write down the marvelous events of this shifted Kelidoscope effect of the fuedal era once upon a time ago in ancient Japan, of the days of demon's and witchcraft....
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Screams engulfed the usual peaceful silence of a ancient, medieval Japan village, flames sprouting from the lovely, huge trees and smoke surrounded the quaint town as if a cloud of death, as the villagers yelled with horrible frightening whelps. Some stood straight up, dirtied and burnt but arrows, bows, and weapons of battle still clutched in their trembling, horrified grasps.
The young woman starred them down from a branch of a tree, her blue eyes dazzling like elegant blue jewels of the rich, her demon snow-white hair fell to her delicate shoulders. Little cat ears perched from the top of her crown, as her canines peered from her soft lips. She was wrapped in a pink kimono, cutting at her arms and cutting at her calves wearing nothing else. Her bare feet clung nimbly to the rugged tree branch.
Clutched in her clawed grasp, a jewel twinkled in the nearing flames of the village, a necklace of a brilliant pearl of no color but every color known to man. A jewel more powerful then man itself, as well. A jewel Kagome insisted on keeping just for herself and only for herself this time. Her own well-being counted on it.
"This is of your own faults, villagers" she spoke calmly, yet if anyone had been close to the hanyou, a half demon half human being, you could see the young girl was trembling with the fright and damage she had so willingly caused. "It was simple and easy. All you had to do was give me this jewel and nothing or no one would have been harmed" Kagome's, the hanyou, lips and words trembled as each syllable passed.
"You shall never leave with the Shikon no Tama, beast!" one of the corageous villagers cried out, bravely, a arrow flying from the bow straight toward the demon's chest. Kagome dodged it allowing it to graze past her and into the trunk of the tree she had perched on as the rest of the remnants of a village known to her for years watched her. " Don't be foolish. Your lives shouldn't be spent so" Kagome felt another wave of trembles set over her as she clutched tightly to the jewel of four souls, the one that could make her life so much easier then it had become.
"I am taking the Shikon no Tama. There's no stopping me. Save yourselves" was all Kagome could manage as she peered at the jewel in her clawed hand, gave the remaining village men a pitying gaze, and leaped from the tree branch with a broken heart, a un-avenged anger, and the most powerful jewel known to the entire man-kind on this universe, so long ago.
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.......From Legend to Reality.....
........A urban, young boy from the time beyond mets a young 'girl' from the amazing fuedal past......
........And they go onto the strangest adventure of a lifetime.....
~*Kaleidoscope*~
"KAGOME!!!!"
The voice spanned the small distance and the hanyou's sensitive ears perched as the sound reverbrated through her senses devouring her soul and heart. The beautiful, demon woman perched at the edge of the village she had diminshed to ashes, the village she could have once called her home, turned swiftly as her feet caught into the dirt and turned around her snow white hair whipping against her lovely face.
That's when she felt it.... the most overwhelming pain any man or woman could feel in one's entire lifetime. Kagome gasped, the air rushing out of her, as she felt a wooden arrow pierce through her skin, stab at her heart, and shove her against a great old Strangler Tree. "O-Otaru....?"
A young man looked back at her with silky, raven-black hair, handsome as a prince but yet only with the job of a priest, knotted with battle and travel falling over his shoulders, a bow clutched in his bloodied hands. "Kagome" he whispered back, his breath as gentle as the breeze as he collasped down upon the ground blood pooling around him as if it was meant to be a scene.
"Otaru!... Otaru, how dare you!!!!" Kagome lashed out as she suddenley felt herself being dragged to the tree behind her and pinning her body against the rough, hide bark, a dark purple blood flowing from her wound and onto the closed arms, her beloved jewel drenching in wretched hanyou blood.Her lovely hair tangled amidst her struggles until her heart had finally stopped beating and the beautiful demon woman's grasp released the jewel of four souls, letting it slowly fall to the ground.
Otaru starred in dismay, watching the yound woman struggle til her supposed death, his own heart wrenching as her's would be. He hadn't felt his salty tears fall along with the blood dripping from his head wound until the acidy mixture stung upon his forehead. "Damn..." he whispered as he struggled to regain his compusure and slow his painful and rapid thuddering of his twisted heart. He had a task at hand.
The priest shifted through the blood soaked ground and found himself starring down at the Shikon no Tama, glimmering still in the pool of Kagome's dark blood. "The Shikon no Tama" he slurred, his own blood pouring softly from his lips, dropping and swirling with the hanyou's rich plum blood, flowing and mating and turning into one horrid wretched mistake. "Because of one simple thing..."
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Otaru gasped for air, his throat closing as his wounds had told him everything he had needed to know. He layed in the midst of his village, or what was left of it from Kagome's tantrums, the rest of his own villagers crowding around the mortally wounded priest. " Lord Otaru-sama..." a shy, soft voice intervined as Otaru had tried to comfort the men of the village even within his state.
Otaru looked down to see a young boy, soft white hair flowing down his shoulders, canine teeth peering out, a glowing cresent moon upon his forehead. "....Sesshomaru-sama...." he managed clutching to his soiled, wool shirt, trying to hold the blood from pouring down his body and eyeing the tiny boy of such small age. He was pure demon who was left to starve as a pup, when Otaru had found him crying from thirst in the neighboring lush forest, now burnt to a state of pure ash. Otaru had adopted the demon as a brother, to the entire villages disdain, and had watched over dutifully to the young demon.
"Lord Otaru-sama...."
"It's 'orrible wounds, indeed... medical treatment quickly!"
"Oni-sama, please, bandages now...!!!"
Sesshomaru bent down next to the young dieing priest his lovely eyes so similiar to Kagome's wavering in childish fright. "Otaru-sama..." he whispered as the man clutched hurriedly to his arm, as a wave of pain and sorrow washed through him. "It is use-less..." Otaru whispered as the blood drooled down his chin, soiling the ground beneath him and young Sesshomaru's brilliant white tail. "No!" the boy insisted as he grasped the mortal's hands.
"I am dieing, my people... Sesshomaru, listen.. listen to me carefully" Otaru's face dissolved from brave to horrible excruiating pain clutching to his abdomen where more of his bodily fluids leaked into the open, the air full of the stench of death and blood. "This.... this... it needs to be burnt with my remains..."
Sesshomaru gasped, oxygen filtering out of his small body as he saw what his older foster brother had clutched in his other hand, that wasn't clinging to dear life on his own arm. His brother and Kagome, the evil hanyou who had destroyed their village, had told many stories of the jewel Otaru had in his bloody possession, stories the young boy thought only legends. Otaru had said many a time that he was the protector of the Shikon no Tama... but Sesshomaru had always had immature disbelief on his statements.
Until he saw it twinkle in his brother's grasp...
"It shall never fall into the hands of evil ones again..." Otaru whispered to his most trusted figure, the tiny demon boy only the tender age of twelve. "Sesshomaru... The Shikon no Tama must come with me to the next world..." Otaru's grasp suddenley began to falter his fingers slowly releasing. "Otaru...?" Sesshomaru whispered hurriedly as the priest began to hack up the cruel red liquid as the man's heart began thuddering faster and faster "Otaru-sama!!!!
... until it had suddenley stopped and the once-priest slowly collasped to the dirt ground, dead.
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Sesshomaru watched over the Cremation Ritual of his deceased brother, dawning on his black clothing with the high sense of mourning the late village began to feel when their only hope diminished the minute the young priest named Otaru had passed into the next world.
The young, demon boy had made sure of his duties, taking the sacred jewel and laying it with Otaru-sama atop his death bed allowing the flames to eat them both, soul and heart.
Sesshomaru had also made sure of his duty to take over where his brother had left off... and that had to do with a certain young, female hanyou who had brought his brother down to his death.
"He took your jewel to the other world, Kagome.... you are no longer allowed to rest" Sesshomaru vowed softly as he looked at the slumped, beautiful figure of the half human, half demon figure being held up only by Otaru's spell-binding arrow, not quite dead yet not quite alive. The old Strangler Tree she had fallen upon months before slowly began their job of wrapping her, comfortingly, with it's roots, holding her in a almost loving rocking grasp.
And that was where the young hanyou named Kagome laid.
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(2003, AD. Tokyo)
The urban city of Tokyo awoke to not the great cry of a rooster, but rather the busy, swift honks of cars and traffic and the loud pulsing sound of television flowing through the fog-infested air, like any other city in the world. For cramped spaces of thousands of people Tokyo was quite beautiful for it had mixed with the old days of its ancient Japan ancestry and the modern world of today.... as you can tell for if you walked down one street you could see millions of 20th century houses and a tiny, old well built shrine that had lasted farther then anyones imaginations could withhold.
The window sparkled with advertisements of charms, lucky rakes, and some oracle papers all for the help of running the quaint austere shrine that had a life of its own at the end of the modern day block atop a hill, almost seprating itself from the century beyond them.
"This is alot crap here, Kaede... whatya need all this for? The... S... Shikon no Tama, eh?" a voice broke through the pleasent, enchanting silence the huge shrine had inherited in the past few years, until it had rudely been interupted with the moving in of figures unwanted.
A old woman sat folded amidst boxes of littered moving equipment in a old red and white kimono of the ancient days, her white hair braided down her back, and a eye patch held over her left eye. In her withered hands she, with great dexterity despite her old age, began to braid the rest of her charm she had planned to sell for the sake of her brandly new-boughten shrine.
"Well, laddie, that there brings happiness to the home and will business to flower prosperly" the old woman known as Kaede insisted to the young man behind her who had questioned upon a charm. He was setting up the display in the glimmering window for the passerbyers to eye and google for the woman.
The young man frowned as he held the obvious fake and plastic jewel, his long black hair held back in a ponytail for the sake of lumbering about with boxes in hand, his jean jacket and green shirt littered with dust from this ancient dump and sneered lightly his hazel eyes glimmering. "You going to sell them, hag?" he said with fondness, holding the plastic pearl to the sun and watched it glimmer with a fake quality. A middle aged sheep dog named Bujo watched him with one eye open as he sleeped lazily in the corner.
"It's suppose to be a glass ball or somethin'?" the man who looked down at the woman who had grinned when he labeled her with his nickname for her, curiousity glimmering in those odd hazel eyes. Eyes which had never chosen the color they wanted to be, blue, green, brown... they never stopped changing. An awful lot like a certain pair of eyes that had wondered through this shrine thousands and thousands of years ago... He snorted as he flung it in the air and caught it expertly. "It's a cheap piece of crap, indeed"
"Oh, Inuyasha..." Kaede shook her head, cackling with slight laughter as she tyed the charm she began to braid and put it aside to look at her godson, a flourishing handsome young man who had lost both his parents and younger brother in a fire years ago and was taken under her care. "Don't fling that around. Listen... that jewel has quite a interesting history.... see, it all began with..."
Inuyasha rolled his eyes, putting the thing aside and quickly broke off before the old woman began to chatter away. "Besides that, Kaede" he insisted before she started on one of her usual ramblings. Inuyasha had learned quickly that whenever his godmother began with ' see, it all began with...' ..well whatever it was never turned out anything good or pleasent to the ears. He sighed lightly as he bent down to rip open the next box, as Kaede had ignored his interuption and went on talking anyways.
Inuyasha hadn't resented moving as much as he thought he would. Sure, he had a life down south in Japan, but up so close to the city... it was exhilirating for the young man. He had never seen such amazing things, such high buildings, such crowded shops or villages... it was all amazing. Not to mention this dump of a shrine... even though Inuyasha had made plenty of hints to the old hag how much he dispeased this garbage of a house, the brand new seveteen year old couldn't help but feel more at home then ever in this dingy place people had labeled live-able.
"Oh, you old hag...." the man frowned as he turned his attentions back to the box and saw a beautifully wrapped present inside it. "I told ya, I'm to old for presents now" Inuyasha pulled out the box anyways and sat down on the floor next to her, eyeing it. Kaede grinned as she stopped on her story, in the midst of braiding another lovely charm. "I've no reason to forget my cute godson's birthday..." she said stubbornly as Inuyasha preceeded to rip away at the wrappings.
"Oh... how delightful" Inuyasha raised an eyebrow at the old woman, sarcasm dripping from his voice as he looked at the gift in his lap, noting the high cackles of humor coming from Kaede next to him. "A mummfied kappa hand, my lad. Brings good fortune... see, it all began with..." Inuyasha sulked as he picked up with disgusting, smelly, hand 'thing' and eyed it as Kaede began off on the amazing history of the mummfied kappa hand. Gross. Kaede's sense of humor always disturbed him greatly.
"Eat up, Bujo"
.........
"Inuyasha, are you ready for school yet?!!!!" the screech echoed throughout the shrine's rooms and Inuyasha held his sensitive ears as he stumbled down the steps. "I... am... awake!" he yelled back angrily his black hair a scrumpulous mess and his jeans a big old wrinkly mess, but still none the less looking good in it.
Kaede's sister, Marlene, who had watched over Inuyasha for a year in America and had come to live in the shrine with him and the old hag, glared at him harshly, a spoon in hand. "Breakfast started fifteen minutes ago, young man!!!... seventeen years old and still acting like a immature boy..." she hadn't hiestated to wack him with her wooden spoon, and Inuyasha came in with a throbbing head and a nasty attuitude.
"G'morning, Inu!!!" a chirpy eight year old by the name of Lila had thrown at Inuyasha in her high pitched childish voice. When Marlene said she was coming to help with the shrine, she had also meant her daughter and her husband had planned to come up as well to live in the huge house that was only truly meant for Inuyasha and Kaede. Marlene's husband hadn't responded to anything, as Inuyasha rumbled a deep morning to the young child, just flipped a page of the newspaper at the head of the table.
Inuyasha had pondered over Marlene's odd family many a times. Lila, the young child was a blabber mouth who never had the decency to shut up talked away, while the husband who Inuyasha knew was 'Bob' only by the fact when Marlene talked to him, just sat there in space and hadn't said a word but 'Hello' since he had gotten into Japan. Not to mention the fact, Marlene had enough to say in the last several minutes and was already labeled as the gossip hound in the new neighborhood. How Inuyasha had gotten stuck with these people, he would never know....
And while Inuyasha sat himself down at the table, he watched Kaede eat at her breakfast as Lila gaily chriped away to her, her resemblance to one of those annoying lap dogs growing intensely. Marlene came in with Inuyasha's food and rolled her eyes at him as she sat down to finish hers.
And this was a usual morning in Inuyasha's life. 'How interesting', he thought with a slight snarl as the old hag stole one of his pickles and eyed it. "Now, Lila, my lady... these pickles are so sweet... they must have a amazing history... see, it all began with..." Kaede began and Inuyasha couldn't bite back the "You old hag, it's seven in the morning, give the yapper a rest!" and got another whack in the head by Marlene for his reward. By the time Kaede had nipped the rest of his pickles and kept giving him disdainful looks, Inuyasha felt it was time to leave the table and head for the new school and screw breakfast.
"I'm leaving" he called to them, throwing his old ratted school bag over his shoulder, his head beginning to grow a slight ache from his morning whacks and his attutiude only growing worse. Inuyasha was almost to the point of skipping school. But the minute he had walked out of the cluttered and disorganized shrine and into the fresh morning sunshine he had felt his anger deitoriate and his head slowly calm.
This was the one thing Inuyasha had loved about the spacious shrine. Their back yard was huge. It wasn't excatly like being neighbors to the fresh forest, like their house in the south, but it was lovely enough in its own kind, cherry blossom trees sprouting everywhere, decorations plentiful. He looked around as he threw his backpack aside and threw on his old faded jean jacket pushing his lock black locks aside.
School didn't start for a hour... he could take some time aside to look around this dump and appreciate it without anyone looking or peeping on him. Inuyasha wandered around the blossoms littering in his hair as he suddenley looked up to see why. Long twisted branches clung to a cherry blossoms branches hung over him and it took him two minutes til he found the base of the huge Strangler tree they belonged to. The tree trunk was a huge amount, about half the living room size, the roots twisting around one another creating a elegant design of pure nature. 'The Sacred Tree' Inuyasha recalled as he looked at the sign perched next to the huge base of the tree. 'Whoa... this things like... five hundred years old...'
He eyed it thoughtfully and he felt it in his chest. The growing ache he felt in his head began to spread down his body and surrounding his chest and then unexpected grasped at his heart. His organ suddenley began to thump against his ribcage, painfully. Faster and faster, Inuyasha in confusion, felt his adrenaline spike up as it did when he felt anger or the need for revenge matching in rthym to his pounding heart. And his eyes still rested against the tree's sight.
Inuyasha then felt immense pain on the side of his abdomen and clutched at it, almost expected blood to stream from his side like a regular wound would. It felt awfully like he had just been wounded, none the less. "W-what?" he stuttered unsurely, as he raised his eyes higher to the strange tree and choked for breath. 'What's going on?' he thought through a oxygen deprived brain. 'What's happening to me? Why...can't... I ... breath?!!!'
He began to turn around hazily, his vision blurring uncomfortably and his senses disoriented. He looked away from the Sacred Tree for a moment focusing on his breathing, when Inuyasha once again felt the urge to stare at the tree. But when he rested his odd colored eyes back on it, it wasn't the same tree he had seen seconds before. 'What the hell is going on?' he tried to cry out but only ended echoing his thoughts, as he looked at the tree in a daze and saw a figure wrapped in it.
A beautiful figure he -thought- he saw was what he could conclude, and if his breath wasn't already lost he would have lost it at the sight of the dazzling woman wrapped in the grasp of the strange tree. She looked sound asleep, her tiny face masked in a slight peaceful look, her shoulder blade length hair, white as snow, layed around her head and shoulders. Tiny cat ears poked from the top of her head and canines poked from her top lip. He gaped at her and shuddered slightly as he kept his eyes locked on her. She was lovely... she was familiar... she was...
"Inuyasha....?"
And then it stopped. He heaved for breath as he turned to look back to see Lila, starring at him oddly from the steps of the shrine. "Whatcha doing?" she questioned him, as if she was the smart seventeen year old in all advanced classes, while he was the mentally challenged one. Inuyasha shot up pulling in as much oxygen as possible and turned back toward the tree.
The brilliant image of the young woman was gone.
"Um... I... I was... nothing, kid. It was nothing." Inuyasha shook his head eyeing the tree with thoughtful disdain as he went to go pick up his backpack next to the young girl and sighed. "Let's get you to school, before you hit the late bell" he grumbled brushing aside a sweat soaked lock. Lila watched him apprehensively and sighed as she gathered her stuff and headed on to their first day of school.
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"I have to say good bye to Bujo first" Lila insisted simply crossing her tiny arms, the next day at the shrine's front porch. "I always have to say good bye to him. Or he'll be lonely all day without us" The little kid could be annoying but Inuyasha couldn't help but have a soft spot for Kaede's niece. "Bujo's probably off snoring somewhere, kid. C'mon" Inuyasha rolled up his sleeves, feeling hot, sticky, and overwhelming confusion of earlier events the other day. The image of the young girl was still branded in his mind and it wouldn't leave him be.
The first day of school at the city of grand Tokyo, Inuyasha could say was a success. The sweltering heat, he found was the only problem. He couldn't wear his favorably heavy jean jacket all to much in this weather. Now he only had to go through about two hundred more days of school now.. He sighed eyeing the young girl, who looked cute in a summer dress and her brown locks in pigtails. He was the only one who knew deep down she was a trouble maker inside. Inuyasha could see it in her eyes. She was up to mischeif today.
"Inu-yaaaaaasha..." Lila's already whiny voice grew a high pitched edge. "Alright!" the young man snarled rubbing his eyelids, the image still in his sight even with his eyes closed. "We'll find him, just don't damn whine, kid" Lila let loose a successfully cheeky grin and hopped down the steps her beeline straight towards the concealed well that came with the shrine.
Inuyasha watched her go and frowned. "What... are... you... doing?" he gasped as he caught up with her. "Getting Bujo" the child insisted back and Inuyasha looked back at the old, falling-apart well, to see Bujo's shaggy head poking out. How did the dog get in there... when the well was suppose to be concealed? No one had been in there for years he supposed as he walked along next to Lila, eyeing the huge, cottage-like hokora, the small shrine the well was stationed in. He knew Kaede had been cursing for hours when she found she couldn't get in. Even Inuyasha had tried to get through the boarded doors.
It hadn't worked.
"The Bone Gobbling Well..." Lila read slowly from a plaque, similiar to the Sacred Tree's, stationed next door to it. The two of them peered through the human sized gap Bujo had gotten through and blinked at the short steps hiding down to the darkness, dust particles swarming through the air. "Bujo...!" Inuyasha called out, Lila peering in with curious eyes. It was pitch black down there. No sign of the huge sheep dog in sight.
As their eyes got use to the darkness, Inuyasha and Lila could both figure out the shadowy box like structure at the bottom of the steps was the 'bone gobbling' well, boarded and completely shut something taped at the top to hold it close. Inuyasha supposed it a priest spell to keep demons from coming out of it. Those priests and priestess were always suspicious and paranoid of the demons and spirits that didn't exist probably at all in their world.
"Why don't you go down?" Lila broke the curious silence peering up at Inuyasha, her bright blue eyes glimmering. Inuyasha raised a eyebrow hurriedly. "What?! I'm not going down there... who knows what stuff is going to be hidden down there! This place hasn't been opened for years!" He thought of reasonably excuses quickly in hopes to not go down to the dark and dingy small shrine.
"Oh please... who's the man? You or me?" Lila snarled sarcasticly, a good imitation of Inuyasha, who preceeded to gaze his glare upon her for her unappropiate yet successful teasing. "Shut it, kid" he said quickly and roughly as he instantly shot his foot inside, his nice clean boots getting quickly dirty from all the dust recollected in the old smelly well house. "Don't mess with me." he insisted as he pulled himself all the way through, the smell rotten and moist to do enclosure for so long.
Lila followed in after him, clutching to the back of his jacket as they tiptoed down to the top step. The only sound for awhile was their soft frequent steps and the wild thunkering of both hearts until suddenley the well began to make wild scarping sounds. "AH!" both jumped hurriedly, their yelps echoing through out the tiny abadoned miniture shrine.
"Damnit" Inuyasha managed, slightly breathless as he hurried to regain his composure. What was he doing? Scared of alittle scarthing? Please! "Bujo must have gotten himself stuck in the well..." he grumbled brushing his hair back as Lila's grasp on the back of his jacket went to a grasp of a choke hold around his waist."Uh... Uh.." Lila mummured as something brushed behind the two and identical yells cried out in unison throughout the hokora.
"BUJO!" Inuyasha and Lila hissed roughly, the two clinging to one another in their fright being shoved back against the well which was still making its rapid scarthing noises. The shaggy sheep dog just raised an eyebrow in innocence as the two tried to regain their breath. "Don't do that you damn mutt..." Inuyasha growled as he embrassingly found himself equally clinging to Lila as she was clinging tightly to him.
Lila giggled from her adventure squirming out of Inuyasha's grasp as she went down to go pet Bujo, who just gave them both niave drooling look of stupidity. "It was just Bujo, huh Inuyasha? We sure were scared, weren't we?" she giggled some more bending down to hug the huge dog, secertly in thankful-ness that it was just him and not some scary huge demon monster out for the hearts of little children, like Auntie Kaede had told her.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes gruffly, his back to the well which had quieted down, a flush no one but him would know that he had falling on his face. "I wasn't scared, kid" he insisted trying to keep a cool mask, wiping the dust from his jeans. "It was nothing... I just pretended to be scared, so you know, you wouldn't be left out and all..." even to him the excuse sounded lame. Inuyasha scarthed his ear, looking away as Lila giggled at him again. How embrassing...
The child's giggles suddenley stopped and Inuyasha turned back as Lila preceeded to gap at him. The scarthing in the well increased suddenley, louder and harsher. Pushing back from it, the young man watched the tiny girl's blue saucer's widen. "Inu... Inuyasha..." she whispered softly and he frowned at her trembling voice. "Lila... kid, don't play with me... I'm not falling for that" Inuyasha suddenley saw the joke, knowing the kid wanted to get him in the act of being frightened right after he claimed he wasn't. He wasn't falling for it.
"Inuyasha!"
Behind him, the well burst, wood chips and boards flying everywhere as the dust unsettled flinging to and fro and yells filled the well house once more. Inuyasha yelled hurriedly as he threw Lila and Bujo to the ground quickly, adrenaline spurting through his body, as the wood chunks and rocks hit him rather then the child and dog. "Holy shit!" Inuyasha growled as he pulled himself off the ground and stood up brushing the dust from his clothes in a hurry. Damnit, he was going to look like crap on his second day of school...
"Inuyasha, look out!" Lila's shrill screams hadn't calmed down, and when Inuyasha had turned around to look back at the well he finally knew why.
Curling, from the rotted wooden water holder, the naked torso of a woman flailed out long and curled. Her head had no eyes, just a vacant stare and blood red lips, fangs protruding from her smile. Long, ratted black hair flew down her naked back, as six arms wriggled impatiently attached to her side. Inuyasha could only gap, as the demon he supposedly thought weren't real, hissed a long snake tongue poking from the bright red lips.
"Inuyasha!!!" Lila's cries turned into sobs, as the demon centipede woman lashed out at the young man, wrapped one arms around his neck tightly, and two others to grasp at his left arm. "Bitch..." he growled, breaking out of his trance instantly as he grasped for the scaly scarthing arm that held his neck and tried to wriggle away from her. Whatever the hell it was, Inuyasha was sure of one thing.
He wasn't going down in that well with it.
"Inuyasssha...!" Lila's sobs increased as he suddenley felt he was loosing this battle and quickly. The ugly demon woman pulled him off the ground, him flailing this way and that and only ended up in preceeding of getting plenty of bruises and scarpes. The centipede held him up to her supposed eyesight, despite the fact she didn't have any eyes and grinned seductively, licking that snake tongue across her lips.
"Prieesssst..." she hissed slightly and fell back into the well, taking the mortal young man along with her.
Lila watched in aghast as Inuyasha struggles broke as he was pulled into the well beyond his own will.
"Inuyasha........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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