~*Kaleidoscope*~
By: Pandora Rose
Chapter 2
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Disclaimer: Inuyasha doesn't belong to me. *sniffles*
A/N: Now for the second part. ^.^
Enjoy.
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Inuyasha wriggled roughly against the centipede woman's disgusting, insect-like grasp, the feeling of the hair and the scaly skin brushing against his own the most creepy and naesauting thing he had ever experianced. As the strong demon woman pulled him into the well, Inuyasha could smell the musty, dingy scent of the once-enclosed well as the darkness inclosed the two and the centipede woman's clasp on him grew tighter. This was -not- good.
She was pulling him into a well... a well that should have ended somewhere, somehow, but yet they were still falling. Not to mention -who- was pulling him deeper and deeper into the mysterious Bone Gobbling Well. This huge disgusting demon woman... she couldn't be real. Inuyasha knew this couldn't be real. Demons... youkai... they just didn't exist. They were just suppose to be superstitions....
But yet, here was a full fledged demon holding him in a strong tight head lock and dragging him down a very suspicious well that had no end to it. Inuyasha felt someone had to had spiked his coffee this morning. He could bet that it was that old hag, Kaede, his godmother, for not listening to her pickle stories the other morning. Damn her.
He tried to breath the stench overwhelming him as the centipede twirled down the well, hissing with enjoyment as he saw the rest of her body, ending at her navel and going straight to a naked ribcage of a snakes, more extra legs crawling in satisfaction of a mortal catch. Inuyasha froze as he saw the extra utensils known as her legs for killing and couldn't help but suddenley struggle some more.
Even if it was a drunken illusion he wasn't going to be killed by it or his own drunken insanity.
'-What the hell is going on?!?-'
"Aaaaah wonnnnderfulllll.... My powers... they are returning to me..." Inuyasha felt the demon's hiss flood through his mind and his body echoing as the centpiede lady cackled evilly and the young man saw in horror that flesh suddenley began to grow in the skeleton ribcage that was part of her body. Scaly, insect skin that looked more and more like a centipede's own skin as it grew. Gross. "Bitch, let me go!" Inuyasha felt the breeze of falling ruffling his black curls as he tried desperately to savage something, at least his bravery or something like that.
"Myyy boddddy... its coming to me once again" the eyeless face grinned with those blood red lips of hers down at him her stringy greasy black locks even darker then his raven hairs flying disgustingly into his angered face. The well continued on, eating the two endlessly as the demon woman's clutch never faltered, despite Inuyasha's own grand strength.
"You... you little boy... youuuu have it" the centpiede woman hissed softly and let her snake-like tongue slither out of those cherry lips and flicker across his face, licking him in pleasure. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" Inuyasha's yell of disgust echoed throughout the bottomless well it seemed and he somehow managed to wriggled his hand away and shove his hand across her horrid face and that split tongue.
Suddenley a deep heart wrenching yell filled the swirling mysterious well as the centpiede woman let loose her screech and her arm that had grasped so tightly to Inuyasha began to split from her body. Inuyasha watched in horrified fascination as the naked human skin split from the demon body, ripping inch by inch, a bright plum red substance spilling from the wound that had happened to appear and begin to tear the minute Inuyasha's angered hand met the demon human's putred face.
The centpiede woman fell lower then the young man, as Inuyasha began to squirm at the disgusting now loose capitated hand. 'Sick' was his disembodied thought as he threw it out into the endless air rushing past them letting it flutter to wherever it desires, a arm without a body. "Da....mn.... youuuuu" the demon woman hissed in a rough, threatening voice her silkiness gone from her tone earlier to a screeching unavoidable tone of distinct anger. She fluttered farther down the wall because of her huge weight and growled loudly.
"I WILL NOT LET YOU GO... You... base... of the .... soul jewellllll!!!"
Inuyasha frowned quietly as he tried desperately for balance as he fell farther and the demon body disappeared faster in the darkness of the endless well. 'Base of the soul jewel?' he thought softly as he tried not to look aghast or surprised in his situation and suddenley couldn't help but look entirely and utterly surprised when he saw the floor of the well come into his sight and slammed down against the packed dried ground in a painful breathtaking thump.
"Holy.... shit...."
Inuyasha gasped for breath, his nose dug a inch into the hard dirt and every bone in his body throbbing in pain, anxiety, and confusion. Oh, god... the pain. The agony. The disgusted feeling as he felt the heavy centpiede arm land right atop of his head, smacking him back to reality. So, it wasn't a damn dream, or a drunken figment of his imagination. He really was almost strangled and tongued by a demon centpiede lady in a well that had two minutes earlier had no bottom until one had magically appeared.
Oh, dear.
He groaned deeply in thoughtful disgust as he pulled himself off the ground and far away from the centipede's arm as possible kneeling and dirtying his already dirtied jean jacket and another pair of baggy ripped jeans. Light spilled down on him and he peered up slowly to see a open well. Inuyasha was pretty sure that top of the well, wasn't the same as his from his shrine well. He shook his head and his thick hair sent loose dust that had recollected from his fall.
Confusion rattled Inuyasha's brain as he eyed the motion-less arm and his hand wandered unsurely to his neck where that arm and hand had once grasped him in a deep chokehold. That was some pshyco centipede lady. He breathed luckily through his loose neck and shakily stood up, recalling the series of events that had happened in all of a course.... he peered down at his wristwatch Kaede had given him two christmas' ago. Excatly four minutes time.
He was dragged into a bottomless well, which was now no longer bottomless, a centipede demon who was actually -not- a figment of his imagination for her chopped off arm laid only millimeters away from him was almost tongued by this thing and then cursed for having something he didn't have. All in the span of four mintues. Inuyasha took in another big breath of oxygen and slowly let it seep through his brain before he released it, knowing God was clearly picking on him, of all people.
And what was it that made the centpiede lady come after him, anyways? The people who use to live in the shrine before hadn't said anything about a centipede youkai living in their old abadoned bone gobbling well. She did say something about... about being the base of some jewel... a soul jewel, maybe? Inuyasha was to worried for his life at the moment to actually take great notice of what that blasted demon had actually said to him. And even if he did, it still wouldn't had made any sense. Inuyasha had no jewelry at all, except for a necklace with a shark fang on that he had gotten from his deceased older brother years and years ago.
His mind began to wander back to his situation at hand as he suddenley smelt the wretching stench of the spindly, insect arm, the demon blood pooling around from the opening ground. Maybe it was time to get out of this stupid well... Inuyasha sighed as he caught his strength back and his legs willed him to stand straighter and stronger then minutes before. He peered up, rays of sunshine littering across his face from the opening and blinked roughly, the light a grand contrast to the dark he was spiraling in with a youkai moments before.
"LILA! You there, kid? Go get Kaede!" he cupped his mouth so his voice would last to the opening of the hand made hole in the ground. If the kid was still even up there he could go and get Kaede and actually make some use of the child. He was sure the old hag had some reasonable response to this... experiance, if you will. Inuyasha crossed his arms as time passed and no reply came to him. Damn, the kid legged it. No one else was here to help him out. Just great.
Inuyasha took a deep breath and then noticed a thick, heavy vine hanging from the side of the hand dug well.
Frowning slightly the young man managed to pull himself off the packed dirt and eye the vine that looked as if it had served as a rope. He wrapped his hand around it and yanked. Nothing gave. It was definately hanging on something and its purpose was explained to him. An escape hatch. At least he had a way out of this dingy ass well. His thoughts came no where near to why the heck there -was- a vine rope hanging off the edge of a well.
Inuyasha took in a musty breath and wrapped the heavy scarthy vine around him as he preceeded to climb his way out of the well. The vine never gave in holding his weight dutifully as each minute past and Inuyasha finally managed to get his hands and his legs to prop over the top and the entrance of the hole. He heaved and thanked his old school for having the rope climbing event during physical education or he would have still been stuck down in that dingy well for just about ever.
Inuyasha hopped down from the rotted ledge to the entrance of the hole and looked around at his surroundings. Lush, exotic plants sprouted from the base of the now he knew vacant well and fresh vines held the rotted well in its grasp the same plant Inuyasha had used to climb his way out. Trees grand and huge gathered an incircled him and the old hole so tall and gigantic it took awhile for the young man to distinguish their individual tree tops. It looked like a huge flourishing forest lost fro civilaization rather then the background of a simple old shrine in the base of a wild urban city.
Inuyasha took a slight gulp and tried to think and grasp on a reasonable excuse for why he had jumped out of his well and instead of being in that damn small shrine he was in the backlands of a lush un-tame forest. Nothing came to mind.
"....Lila....?" he called out unsurely as he slushed through the thick heavy grass dew clinging to the base of his jeans and his dark boots. Inuyasha wandered away noticing the ground reaching and falling in great rolling hills and the grass sometimes reaching waist high. "Kaede...? You old hag, what have you done?" he passed a huge tree the scents of the rough bark and the soft flowers ruffling his sensitive senses. This smelt and felt like a whole new place. The odd flowers, the exotic, enormous trees, the silky soft grass... it made no sense to him. Inuyasha had just jumped down into a well in Modern Tokyo and hopped out into a gentle rainforest.
Relief flooded him as he left the clearing of the well and perched atop one hill where he saw below him the Sacred tree, the roots choking the bottom and its surroundings the branches reaching for the sun in the sky. "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you" Inuyasha muttured as he let loose the breath he hadn't known he was holding as he hurried down the large hill. It was something familiar to him. He recongized this. Which meant that he could erase all of his fears and doubts of time travel for if the Strangler Tree was here, that -had- to mean his house and his family was here.
What was he thinking? Time travel? Pft. Here was the Sacred Tree, the same tree he had seen the other day and just this morning right after breakfast. He had seen it and it had rested in his back yard. Maybe there just happened to a back side of the shrine that the family hadn't explored yet? Yes, Inuyasha reasoned as he came up to the corner of the tree, that had to be yet. He pushed his scarggly wind blown hair aside and pulled the sleeves of his jean jacket up as he gently patted the tree, the soft bark lightly caressing his trembling hand. That had to be it.
Inuyasha grinned thankfully up at the tree and curled around it and there he stopped, his black boot halting midway to crush down on the fresh grass. His eyes scanned over the front of his tree and his breath was lost to him. Before him the roots curled and grasped layering over one another in a strong hold all a familiar sight to him. Wrapped in the natural blanket was a beautiful young woman... or so it seemed, despite the fact atop her head perched two cat-like ears and she had canine teeth poking, biting down on her lip.
Inuyasha took a moment to recollect himself and found out even this woman was familiar to him. It was the same person who he had seen in his vision two days ago, the vision that had clouded his senses sent them array and made him forget moments later. But this time her kimono had seemed so new, the bright pink color he had seen before ratted and dulled and this time the beauty had a ratted old arrow stuck in her chest pinning her to his Sacred Tree.
Her silver hair curled around her thin shoulders and her face looked peaceful in her slight slumber, or what Inuyasha was supposing was sleep. The arrow pierced to her side may say otherwise. He stepped forward quietly afraid to break the soft silence that had fallen over the two as the young woman hadn't fluttered or moved. His eyes were kept on her and silently he hooked his boots on the huge trees roots and heaved himself up next to her.
"Hello?" he questioned slowly as he edged unsurely forward. Inuyasha felt his doubts and fears being thrown gently aside as curiousity on the young woman... person... cat-ear girl grew more intense and he came closer to her. He could see that her skin was ivory white and gentle frecklas dotted her tiny nose. And she was slowly breathing, air fluttering from her nostrils and her chest slowly raising and falling. Inuyasha watched quietly gently cupping her chin and lifting her face as he got a better look at the woman who had haunted his thoughts unconsciously since he had had his vision two days ago.
She was very lovely, he had to admit. Inuyasha bent down slightly eyeing her lips as some strong desire suddenley captured him. A hidden desire he had felt since the image of her strapped to a tree had come to him unexpectedly. He stroked the bottom of her chin, feeling her fair skin, warm still from the life she hadn't lost from the enchanted arrow binding her to a magical slumber. Inuyasha allowed that desire he felt swallow him as he bent forward watching her long eye lashes and her soft lips and leaned forward to...
.... gently drop her head back down against the tree that served as her resting place, raised his hands and quietly fiddled with the cat ears that had perched up at the crown of her head. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow as his fingers tickled the sensitive silky ears and pursed his lips. "Odd. Their so soft" he muttured lightly, trailing his fingers around the sides and found they had actually grown out of the young woman's small head. This was definately no ordinary woman, he concluded as he stepped back for a moment and released his hold on those odd, odd ears.
"This is definately not the time to be doing this... maybe, I should wake her up..." Inuyasha thought absentmindly but suddenley quieted quickly his own ears perking up. A twig snapped behind him.
Before he could react, a old, hand-made arrow whooshed past his ear, nipping a lock of his raven black hair and landed a inch away from the lovely unknown woman's face. Inuyasha flipped around still in front, blocking the woman bravely and saw before him at the base of the tree were villagers not known to him littered all over and arrows and bows perched at him.
He saw many peoples eyes widen as they suddenley got a good look at who was actually perched at the base of the Sacred tree and many gaped, as some bows dropped. Inuyasha frowned leaning back against the woman and still kept a cautious gaze upon the group who had managed to sneak up on him some how. His distractions by the sleeping woman had clouded his senses and now here he was in obvious trouble.
One villager who still had the sense to keep his bow and arrow up, stepped forward a glint in his eye and perched his arrow high. "This forest is off-limits, young lord. Are you a foriegner, from a forgien province?" Inuyasha's eyes roamed over the villager noting the rough wool spun village outfit, the broad forhead, the topknot of raven hair and the worn weed sandals wrapped around his feet and gulped quietly.
He was definately going to have a talk with that young woman and give her a big scold when the cat girl awoke for distracting and getting him into what had looked like big huge dire trouble.
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The village was tiny and quaint, long rows of fields and meadows surrounding the crude houses, temples, and shrines, dirt man-made roads meandering in between it all. Villagers were littered all around it, mothers and grandmothers cooking, cleaning, and watching over the young of the village as the men worked in the field plowed away and did the work a man did in those days of Ancient Japan. But there was something new in the air of this small yet well known village... a buzz of electricity and excitement filtering throughout the people as the gossip grew strong amidst the day.
"He was in Kagome Hanyou Forest?!"
"But... that's forbidden, is it not?"
"A young man, you see, wearing these strange foriegn clothes..."
"He looks just like our Otaru-sama..."
The whispers spread like wild fire throughout the people until Inuyasha, himself, the very source of excitement heard it from a stableman who had walked past the crude door of the rather large wooden house of the civil kind he was stationed and thrown in to. He growled as he heard the talk even through the sheet that had made a barrier between the two and shifted angrily. The bonds at his ankles and his wrists bit into his skin as he growled annoyed once again.
"Un-tie me! Now! What do you think I am some theif or something? I didn't do anything!" Inuyasha's agitation grew for they had grabbed him roughly from his spot near the tree, loosing the girl and the only thing familiar to him, took his boots -and- his favorite jean jacket and then binded him up throwing him into a room with guards posted around the site. Great way of hospitality, he thought bitterly as he wriggled uncomfortably and kept giving nasty and dirty looks to the guards and the villagers who had sent him here.
Windows were crowded with the faces of gossip-hungry villagers and eyeing the prisoner who had so resembled their old and deceased priest long gone but still kept in their hearts and minds. Mouths and words were spread between the group as Inuyasha eyed them with slight disdain.
"Is he a spy?"
"It could mean war again!"
"Maybe its a Kitsune disguising as our old priest!"
Inuyasha turned his interest away from them, the words really meaning nothing to him. He didn't understand a word they were saying. War? A spy? And what does a Kitsune, a fox demon, mean anything to him? Inuyasha knew nothing of a war, and knew for certain he was no spy or Kitsune. This just made no sense at all. Everything looked old and ancient, like from his history textbook from school. He took a moment to recall what he learned and came up with that his surroundings looked every bit like Sengoku Jedai the era of the war-lord, a period of ongoing words in the long past centuries.
The questioning thing though was... how did he go from being in his own time of the twenty first century.... to the war-lord era of ancient japan and demons? None of this could be real. Inuyasha felt he must have been ethier having a very detailed dream or a horrifying insane experiance. He hoped for the latter.
"Make way! Priest Sesshomaru is coming to consult!... Clear the way!" Inuyasha broke from his thoughts and looked up angrily to see the guards and the villagers spread aside and the image of a tall luxurious man approached. He was tall towering amidst the regular villagers and his clothes were much grander then the people before him. He had long billowing silver hair down to his waist and a tail that grew long past him and held positioned over his shoulder. His odd, golden eyes scanned the prisoner quietly his handsome face masked nuetral, as the cresent moon glimmered on his forehead and he held no weapon in his hand. His claws sprouting from his hands served well enough for a slaughtering weapon, Inuyasha noticed as he gulped, quite painfully.
"Who are you and what is your purpose? What were you doing in Kagome Hanyou's forest?" his voice spoke softly out almost as nuetral as his face, not friendly but not threatening.
Inuyasha glared at him stubbornly and wrinkled his nose. It had to be a demon. He didn't look anything like the other people around here and his resemblance to the woman was there. She must be a demon too. He didn't know they could take on human form... this could be tricky if they all acted like that psycho centipede lady. 'Great, -another- whacko' he thought as he wrinkled his nose at him and shifted without answer. No way was he going to speak to these people. Who knows what they'll do?
The one known as Sesshomaru stepped forward slowly the villagers quiet and eyeing the scene with interest and curisousity. He played with his tail and his red scarthes on his side of his face Inuyasha noticed was definately not makeup. Another sign of youkai presence. The priest peered down and eyed him for the longest time til Inuyasha suddenley saw something flicker in the older man's bright golden eyes.... a emotion.
A emotion known as surprise.
In a blink of an eye, Sesshomaru's clawed hand held to the base of Inuyasha's chin, in which he was jutting out at immaturely and yanked him up to stare at the seventeen year old man. " Let me see this face" Sesshomaru whispered quietly his voice soft but yet heard through out the entire village. Inuyasha felt nervous as the odd demon man shifted his face into angles, his grasp tight. Those pointed claws were so close to his skin... the boy shifted uncomfortably beneath the golden gaze and quiet threat of the razor-sharp claws.
"Look intelligent, boy" the cold voice washed over him and Inuyasha couldn't help but feel offeneded. "Hey, who do you thin--!!!"
"Quiet. Bare with me" Sesshomaru's clutch on the chin suddenley tightened and his claws grew painful as they pierced at his tan skin. Inuyasha bit back his impatient tongue and eyed those claws apprehensively. He tried to follow the dangerous priest's order and gave his face a passive, thoughtful look.
"Ah"
Thankfully, Inuyasha felt him release him with a flicker and Sesshomaru stepped back looking at the boy who's pride was bruised and had a flitty smart aleck look to him. "What is it, Sesshomaru-sama?" one of the villagers perked up questioningly as silence befall the two. Inuyasha wriggled at his bonds as he glared up at Sesshomaru and his humiliation he had caused him and snorted angrily as Sesshomaru kept his gaze locked on him.
"This boy...." Inuyasha made a scoffing face and bit his tongue back once again for another snappy comment.
"You... you resemble...
Otaru-onee-sama"
The villagers all drew in a similiar gasp of light and a mask of sorrow flurried over the demon man as the words were uttered gently. Inuyasha just raised a black eyebrow and leaned back confusion over his face.
"Eh?"
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PHEW!!!
And Kagome isn't even awake yet. Blah.
I don't have much of a schedule for updating, but since school is over I may have plenty of random updating around. Once school is around it won't be as plentiful I'm afraid. T.T enjoy break while it lasts.
Onto the next chapter!
Toodles,
Pandora Rose
By: Pandora Rose
Chapter 2
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Disclaimer: Inuyasha doesn't belong to me. *sniffles*
A/N: Now for the second part. ^.^
Enjoy.
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Inuyasha wriggled roughly against the centipede woman's disgusting, insect-like grasp, the feeling of the hair and the scaly skin brushing against his own the most creepy and naesauting thing he had ever experianced. As the strong demon woman pulled him into the well, Inuyasha could smell the musty, dingy scent of the once-enclosed well as the darkness inclosed the two and the centipede woman's clasp on him grew tighter. This was -not- good.
She was pulling him into a well... a well that should have ended somewhere, somehow, but yet they were still falling. Not to mention -who- was pulling him deeper and deeper into the mysterious Bone Gobbling Well. This huge disgusting demon woman... she couldn't be real. Inuyasha knew this couldn't be real. Demons... youkai... they just didn't exist. They were just suppose to be superstitions....
But yet, here was a full fledged demon holding him in a strong tight head lock and dragging him down a very suspicious well that had no end to it. Inuyasha felt someone had to had spiked his coffee this morning. He could bet that it was that old hag, Kaede, his godmother, for not listening to her pickle stories the other morning. Damn her.
He tried to breath the stench overwhelming him as the centipede twirled down the well, hissing with enjoyment as he saw the rest of her body, ending at her navel and going straight to a naked ribcage of a snakes, more extra legs crawling in satisfaction of a mortal catch. Inuyasha froze as he saw the extra utensils known as her legs for killing and couldn't help but suddenley struggle some more.
Even if it was a drunken illusion he wasn't going to be killed by it or his own drunken insanity.
'-What the hell is going on?!?-'
"Aaaaah wonnnnderfulllll.... My powers... they are returning to me..." Inuyasha felt the demon's hiss flood through his mind and his body echoing as the centpiede lady cackled evilly and the young man saw in horror that flesh suddenley began to grow in the skeleton ribcage that was part of her body. Scaly, insect skin that looked more and more like a centipede's own skin as it grew. Gross. "Bitch, let me go!" Inuyasha felt the breeze of falling ruffling his black curls as he tried desperately to savage something, at least his bravery or something like that.
"Myyy boddddy... its coming to me once again" the eyeless face grinned with those blood red lips of hers down at him her stringy greasy black locks even darker then his raven hairs flying disgustingly into his angered face. The well continued on, eating the two endlessly as the demon woman's clutch never faltered, despite Inuyasha's own grand strength.
"You... you little boy... youuuu have it" the centpiede woman hissed softly and let her snake-like tongue slither out of those cherry lips and flicker across his face, licking him in pleasure. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" Inuyasha's yell of disgust echoed throughout the bottomless well it seemed and he somehow managed to wriggled his hand away and shove his hand across her horrid face and that split tongue.
Suddenley a deep heart wrenching yell filled the swirling mysterious well as the centpiede woman let loose her screech and her arm that had grasped so tightly to Inuyasha began to split from her body. Inuyasha watched in horrified fascination as the naked human skin split from the demon body, ripping inch by inch, a bright plum red substance spilling from the wound that had happened to appear and begin to tear the minute Inuyasha's angered hand met the demon human's putred face.
The centpiede woman fell lower then the young man, as Inuyasha began to squirm at the disgusting now loose capitated hand. 'Sick' was his disembodied thought as he threw it out into the endless air rushing past them letting it flutter to wherever it desires, a arm without a body. "Da....mn.... youuuuu" the demon woman hissed in a rough, threatening voice her silkiness gone from her tone earlier to a screeching unavoidable tone of distinct anger. She fluttered farther down the wall because of her huge weight and growled loudly.
"I WILL NOT LET YOU GO... You... base... of the .... soul jewellllll!!!"
Inuyasha frowned quietly as he tried desperately for balance as he fell farther and the demon body disappeared faster in the darkness of the endless well. 'Base of the soul jewel?' he thought softly as he tried not to look aghast or surprised in his situation and suddenley couldn't help but look entirely and utterly surprised when he saw the floor of the well come into his sight and slammed down against the packed dried ground in a painful breathtaking thump.
"Holy.... shit...."
Inuyasha gasped for breath, his nose dug a inch into the hard dirt and every bone in his body throbbing in pain, anxiety, and confusion. Oh, god... the pain. The agony. The disgusted feeling as he felt the heavy centpiede arm land right atop of his head, smacking him back to reality. So, it wasn't a damn dream, or a drunken figment of his imagination. He really was almost strangled and tongued by a demon centpiede lady in a well that had two minutes earlier had no bottom until one had magically appeared.
Oh, dear.
He groaned deeply in thoughtful disgust as he pulled himself off the ground and far away from the centipede's arm as possible kneeling and dirtying his already dirtied jean jacket and another pair of baggy ripped jeans. Light spilled down on him and he peered up slowly to see a open well. Inuyasha was pretty sure that top of the well, wasn't the same as his from his shrine well. He shook his head and his thick hair sent loose dust that had recollected from his fall.
Confusion rattled Inuyasha's brain as he eyed the motion-less arm and his hand wandered unsurely to his neck where that arm and hand had once grasped him in a deep chokehold. That was some pshyco centipede lady. He breathed luckily through his loose neck and shakily stood up, recalling the series of events that had happened in all of a course.... he peered down at his wristwatch Kaede had given him two christmas' ago. Excatly four minutes time.
He was dragged into a bottomless well, which was now no longer bottomless, a centipede demon who was actually -not- a figment of his imagination for her chopped off arm laid only millimeters away from him was almost tongued by this thing and then cursed for having something he didn't have. All in the span of four mintues. Inuyasha took in another big breath of oxygen and slowly let it seep through his brain before he released it, knowing God was clearly picking on him, of all people.
And what was it that made the centpiede lady come after him, anyways? The people who use to live in the shrine before hadn't said anything about a centipede youkai living in their old abadoned bone gobbling well. She did say something about... about being the base of some jewel... a soul jewel, maybe? Inuyasha was to worried for his life at the moment to actually take great notice of what that blasted demon had actually said to him. And even if he did, it still wouldn't had made any sense. Inuyasha had no jewelry at all, except for a necklace with a shark fang on that he had gotten from his deceased older brother years and years ago.
His mind began to wander back to his situation at hand as he suddenley smelt the wretching stench of the spindly, insect arm, the demon blood pooling around from the opening ground. Maybe it was time to get out of this stupid well... Inuyasha sighed as he caught his strength back and his legs willed him to stand straighter and stronger then minutes before. He peered up, rays of sunshine littering across his face from the opening and blinked roughly, the light a grand contrast to the dark he was spiraling in with a youkai moments before.
"LILA! You there, kid? Go get Kaede!" he cupped his mouth so his voice would last to the opening of the hand made hole in the ground. If the kid was still even up there he could go and get Kaede and actually make some use of the child. He was sure the old hag had some reasonable response to this... experiance, if you will. Inuyasha crossed his arms as time passed and no reply came to him. Damn, the kid legged it. No one else was here to help him out. Just great.
Inuyasha took a deep breath and then noticed a thick, heavy vine hanging from the side of the hand dug well.
Frowning slightly the young man managed to pull himself off the packed dirt and eye the vine that looked as if it had served as a rope. He wrapped his hand around it and yanked. Nothing gave. It was definately hanging on something and its purpose was explained to him. An escape hatch. At least he had a way out of this dingy ass well. His thoughts came no where near to why the heck there -was- a vine rope hanging off the edge of a well.
Inuyasha took in a musty breath and wrapped the heavy scarthy vine around him as he preceeded to climb his way out of the well. The vine never gave in holding his weight dutifully as each minute past and Inuyasha finally managed to get his hands and his legs to prop over the top and the entrance of the hole. He heaved and thanked his old school for having the rope climbing event during physical education or he would have still been stuck down in that dingy well for just about ever.
Inuyasha hopped down from the rotted ledge to the entrance of the hole and looked around at his surroundings. Lush, exotic plants sprouted from the base of the now he knew vacant well and fresh vines held the rotted well in its grasp the same plant Inuyasha had used to climb his way out. Trees grand and huge gathered an incircled him and the old hole so tall and gigantic it took awhile for the young man to distinguish their individual tree tops. It looked like a huge flourishing forest lost fro civilaization rather then the background of a simple old shrine in the base of a wild urban city.
Inuyasha took a slight gulp and tried to think and grasp on a reasonable excuse for why he had jumped out of his well and instead of being in that damn small shrine he was in the backlands of a lush un-tame forest. Nothing came to mind.
"....Lila....?" he called out unsurely as he slushed through the thick heavy grass dew clinging to the base of his jeans and his dark boots. Inuyasha wandered away noticing the ground reaching and falling in great rolling hills and the grass sometimes reaching waist high. "Kaede...? You old hag, what have you done?" he passed a huge tree the scents of the rough bark and the soft flowers ruffling his sensitive senses. This smelt and felt like a whole new place. The odd flowers, the exotic, enormous trees, the silky soft grass... it made no sense to him. Inuyasha had just jumped down into a well in Modern Tokyo and hopped out into a gentle rainforest.
Relief flooded him as he left the clearing of the well and perched atop one hill where he saw below him the Sacred tree, the roots choking the bottom and its surroundings the branches reaching for the sun in the sky. "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you" Inuyasha muttured as he let loose the breath he hadn't known he was holding as he hurried down the large hill. It was something familiar to him. He recongized this. Which meant that he could erase all of his fears and doubts of time travel for if the Strangler Tree was here, that -had- to mean his house and his family was here.
What was he thinking? Time travel? Pft. Here was the Sacred Tree, the same tree he had seen the other day and just this morning right after breakfast. He had seen it and it had rested in his back yard. Maybe there just happened to a back side of the shrine that the family hadn't explored yet? Yes, Inuyasha reasoned as he came up to the corner of the tree, that had to be yet. He pushed his scarggly wind blown hair aside and pulled the sleeves of his jean jacket up as he gently patted the tree, the soft bark lightly caressing his trembling hand. That had to be it.
Inuyasha grinned thankfully up at the tree and curled around it and there he stopped, his black boot halting midway to crush down on the fresh grass. His eyes scanned over the front of his tree and his breath was lost to him. Before him the roots curled and grasped layering over one another in a strong hold all a familiar sight to him. Wrapped in the natural blanket was a beautiful young woman... or so it seemed, despite the fact atop her head perched two cat-like ears and she had canine teeth poking, biting down on her lip.
Inuyasha took a moment to recollect himself and found out even this woman was familiar to him. It was the same person who he had seen in his vision two days ago, the vision that had clouded his senses sent them array and made him forget moments later. But this time her kimono had seemed so new, the bright pink color he had seen before ratted and dulled and this time the beauty had a ratted old arrow stuck in her chest pinning her to his Sacred Tree.
Her silver hair curled around her thin shoulders and her face looked peaceful in her slight slumber, or what Inuyasha was supposing was sleep. The arrow pierced to her side may say otherwise. He stepped forward quietly afraid to break the soft silence that had fallen over the two as the young woman hadn't fluttered or moved. His eyes were kept on her and silently he hooked his boots on the huge trees roots and heaved himself up next to her.
"Hello?" he questioned slowly as he edged unsurely forward. Inuyasha felt his doubts and fears being thrown gently aside as curiousity on the young woman... person... cat-ear girl grew more intense and he came closer to her. He could see that her skin was ivory white and gentle frecklas dotted her tiny nose. And she was slowly breathing, air fluttering from her nostrils and her chest slowly raising and falling. Inuyasha watched quietly gently cupping her chin and lifting her face as he got a better look at the woman who had haunted his thoughts unconsciously since he had had his vision two days ago.
She was very lovely, he had to admit. Inuyasha bent down slightly eyeing her lips as some strong desire suddenley captured him. A hidden desire he had felt since the image of her strapped to a tree had come to him unexpectedly. He stroked the bottom of her chin, feeling her fair skin, warm still from the life she hadn't lost from the enchanted arrow binding her to a magical slumber. Inuyasha allowed that desire he felt swallow him as he bent forward watching her long eye lashes and her soft lips and leaned forward to...
.... gently drop her head back down against the tree that served as her resting place, raised his hands and quietly fiddled with the cat ears that had perched up at the crown of her head. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow as his fingers tickled the sensitive silky ears and pursed his lips. "Odd. Their so soft" he muttured lightly, trailing his fingers around the sides and found they had actually grown out of the young woman's small head. This was definately no ordinary woman, he concluded as he stepped back for a moment and released his hold on those odd, odd ears.
"This is definately not the time to be doing this... maybe, I should wake her up..." Inuyasha thought absentmindly but suddenley quieted quickly his own ears perking up. A twig snapped behind him.
Before he could react, a old, hand-made arrow whooshed past his ear, nipping a lock of his raven black hair and landed a inch away from the lovely unknown woman's face. Inuyasha flipped around still in front, blocking the woman bravely and saw before him at the base of the tree were villagers not known to him littered all over and arrows and bows perched at him.
He saw many peoples eyes widen as they suddenley got a good look at who was actually perched at the base of the Sacred tree and many gaped, as some bows dropped. Inuyasha frowned leaning back against the woman and still kept a cautious gaze upon the group who had managed to sneak up on him some how. His distractions by the sleeping woman had clouded his senses and now here he was in obvious trouble.
One villager who still had the sense to keep his bow and arrow up, stepped forward a glint in his eye and perched his arrow high. "This forest is off-limits, young lord. Are you a foriegner, from a forgien province?" Inuyasha's eyes roamed over the villager noting the rough wool spun village outfit, the broad forhead, the topknot of raven hair and the worn weed sandals wrapped around his feet and gulped quietly.
He was definately going to have a talk with that young woman and give her a big scold when the cat girl awoke for distracting and getting him into what had looked like big huge dire trouble.
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The village was tiny and quaint, long rows of fields and meadows surrounding the crude houses, temples, and shrines, dirt man-made roads meandering in between it all. Villagers were littered all around it, mothers and grandmothers cooking, cleaning, and watching over the young of the village as the men worked in the field plowed away and did the work a man did in those days of Ancient Japan. But there was something new in the air of this small yet well known village... a buzz of electricity and excitement filtering throughout the people as the gossip grew strong amidst the day.
"He was in Kagome Hanyou Forest?!"
"But... that's forbidden, is it not?"
"A young man, you see, wearing these strange foriegn clothes..."
"He looks just like our Otaru-sama..."
The whispers spread like wild fire throughout the people until Inuyasha, himself, the very source of excitement heard it from a stableman who had walked past the crude door of the rather large wooden house of the civil kind he was stationed and thrown in to. He growled as he heard the talk even through the sheet that had made a barrier between the two and shifted angrily. The bonds at his ankles and his wrists bit into his skin as he growled annoyed once again.
"Un-tie me! Now! What do you think I am some theif or something? I didn't do anything!" Inuyasha's agitation grew for they had grabbed him roughly from his spot near the tree, loosing the girl and the only thing familiar to him, took his boots -and- his favorite jean jacket and then binded him up throwing him into a room with guards posted around the site. Great way of hospitality, he thought bitterly as he wriggled uncomfortably and kept giving nasty and dirty looks to the guards and the villagers who had sent him here.
Windows were crowded with the faces of gossip-hungry villagers and eyeing the prisoner who had so resembled their old and deceased priest long gone but still kept in their hearts and minds. Mouths and words were spread between the group as Inuyasha eyed them with slight disdain.
"Is he a spy?"
"It could mean war again!"
"Maybe its a Kitsune disguising as our old priest!"
Inuyasha turned his interest away from them, the words really meaning nothing to him. He didn't understand a word they were saying. War? A spy? And what does a Kitsune, a fox demon, mean anything to him? Inuyasha knew nothing of a war, and knew for certain he was no spy or Kitsune. This just made no sense at all. Everything looked old and ancient, like from his history textbook from school. He took a moment to recall what he learned and came up with that his surroundings looked every bit like Sengoku Jedai the era of the war-lord, a period of ongoing words in the long past centuries.
The questioning thing though was... how did he go from being in his own time of the twenty first century.... to the war-lord era of ancient japan and demons? None of this could be real. Inuyasha felt he must have been ethier having a very detailed dream or a horrifying insane experiance. He hoped for the latter.
"Make way! Priest Sesshomaru is coming to consult!... Clear the way!" Inuyasha broke from his thoughts and looked up angrily to see the guards and the villagers spread aside and the image of a tall luxurious man approached. He was tall towering amidst the regular villagers and his clothes were much grander then the people before him. He had long billowing silver hair down to his waist and a tail that grew long past him and held positioned over his shoulder. His odd, golden eyes scanned the prisoner quietly his handsome face masked nuetral, as the cresent moon glimmered on his forehead and he held no weapon in his hand. His claws sprouting from his hands served well enough for a slaughtering weapon, Inuyasha noticed as he gulped, quite painfully.
"Who are you and what is your purpose? What were you doing in Kagome Hanyou's forest?" his voice spoke softly out almost as nuetral as his face, not friendly but not threatening.
Inuyasha glared at him stubbornly and wrinkled his nose. It had to be a demon. He didn't look anything like the other people around here and his resemblance to the woman was there. She must be a demon too. He didn't know they could take on human form... this could be tricky if they all acted like that psycho centipede lady. 'Great, -another- whacko' he thought as he wrinkled his nose at him and shifted without answer. No way was he going to speak to these people. Who knows what they'll do?
The one known as Sesshomaru stepped forward slowly the villagers quiet and eyeing the scene with interest and curisousity. He played with his tail and his red scarthes on his side of his face Inuyasha noticed was definately not makeup. Another sign of youkai presence. The priest peered down and eyed him for the longest time til Inuyasha suddenley saw something flicker in the older man's bright golden eyes.... a emotion.
A emotion known as surprise.
In a blink of an eye, Sesshomaru's clawed hand held to the base of Inuyasha's chin, in which he was jutting out at immaturely and yanked him up to stare at the seventeen year old man. " Let me see this face" Sesshomaru whispered quietly his voice soft but yet heard through out the entire village. Inuyasha felt nervous as the odd demon man shifted his face into angles, his grasp tight. Those pointed claws were so close to his skin... the boy shifted uncomfortably beneath the golden gaze and quiet threat of the razor-sharp claws.
"Look intelligent, boy" the cold voice washed over him and Inuyasha couldn't help but feel offeneded. "Hey, who do you thin--!!!"
"Quiet. Bare with me" Sesshomaru's clutch on the chin suddenley tightened and his claws grew painful as they pierced at his tan skin. Inuyasha bit back his impatient tongue and eyed those claws apprehensively. He tried to follow the dangerous priest's order and gave his face a passive, thoughtful look.
"Ah"
Thankfully, Inuyasha felt him release him with a flicker and Sesshomaru stepped back looking at the boy who's pride was bruised and had a flitty smart aleck look to him. "What is it, Sesshomaru-sama?" one of the villagers perked up questioningly as silence befall the two. Inuyasha wriggled at his bonds as he glared up at Sesshomaru and his humiliation he had caused him and snorted angrily as Sesshomaru kept his gaze locked on him.
"This boy...." Inuyasha made a scoffing face and bit his tongue back once again for another snappy comment.
"You... you resemble...
Otaru-onee-sama"
The villagers all drew in a similiar gasp of light and a mask of sorrow flurried over the demon man as the words were uttered gently. Inuyasha just raised a black eyebrow and leaned back confusion over his face.
"Eh?"
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PHEW!!!
And Kagome isn't even awake yet. Blah.
I don't have much of a schedule for updating, but since school is over I may have plenty of random updating around. Once school is around it won't be as plentiful I'm afraid. T.T enjoy break while it lasts.
Onto the next chapter!
Toodles,
Pandora Rose