Disclaimer: I don't own him. Ok, a little note here: in the series, Myoga
said that with every transformation, Inu Yasha loses a little bit of his
human heart. Keep that in mind when you read this fanfic.
~~= Dreams
~*~= Scene change
'...'= Thoughts
"..."= Talking
~*~Chapter Two: The Beginning of The Horror~*~
They arrived at Keade's hut and it was nearly midnight. Miroku had woken up on the ride back, but Sango and Kagome were still fast asleep. Inu Yasha slid off Kirara and Miroku did the same, bringing the two girls down in their arms. Shippo jumped off and ran in to inform Keade what had transpired while they were gone. The boomerang slid silently to the ground as Kirara transformed into her smaller form. When they all were in the hut, the sleeping bags were already laid out. Miroku immediately place Sango in hers, but Inu Yasha kept his hold on Kagome. Seeing this, the monk knew that his hanyou friend wanted to be alone, so he exited the hut with the elder miko and the kitsune. The fire-cat demon snuggled close to Sango, leaving Inu Yasha and Kagome virtually alone.
'Why is she afraid of me?' he looked at her. Fear was still evident on her face. Was she dreaming of something frightening, or is she still scared from earlier? He brushed her hair away from her face. How could he frighten someone he loved? 'Wait, love? Do I love Kagome?' he asked himself. Her pale skin, her slim body, her need to always be rescued when the going got tough. 'How could I love someone so weak? Of course I don't love her. If I did, then why would I scare her' She began to stir and she cracked her eyes open. Kagome was met with the comforting gaze of two golden eyes. She smiled.
"Hello, Inu Yasha. Why are you holding me?" she asked, looking down at his arms. One was supporting her neck while the other was under her knees with his hand on her hip. "Was I injured or something?"
"Feh, of course not. You would've remembered if you were."
"Then why are you holding me? You never do unless I am injured."
"Kagome," he swallowed hard. He needed to ask her, but would she care? Would she tell him? "Why were you so scared when you saw me?"
She looked down to her hands. They were fiddling with a loose thread of her skirt. "You...did it...again."
"I did it, again?" Inu Yasha repeated. He was lost. What did he do? Before he could ask, Miroku and the others walked in soaked to the bone. They all huddled around the fire grabbing extra blankets for extra warmth. Inu Yasha moved to a corner of the hut, leaving the others alone. He leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes. 'What could I have done? I blacked out! I had a fist rammed in my fucking chest! How did I even survive? All I remember is having the urge to live, but that was it. Nothing else. What the FUCK could I have done??'
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The rain outside was stopping. It hit the roof lightly as dawn approached. Kagome was the only one awake. She sat up in her sleeping bag and brought her knees to her chest. 'How could he not remember?' She asked herself, looking at Inu Yasha. He had actually fallen asleep. Although, she wasn't too sure it was a good dream. He was moving, although slightly. Kagome watched him as she resituated herself. She crawled over so that she was next to him. She could see the beads of sweat trickling down his forehead. Inu Yasha's eyebrows narrowed, and he thrashed out. Luckily, he didn't hit anyone, but he tossed his head violently and started muttering. She had to wake him up.
"Inu Yasha," She said, gently. She was almost too afraid to touch him. Kagome was afraid for him. He had never been so jerky when he slept, and now he was moving about horribly. She couldn't see him like this. "Inu Yasha!" She said a bit louder. Sango heard and was waking up, only to see what was happening. Together, they managed to shift him onto a futon.
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~~ "Inu Yasha," a cold voice called to him through the haze. He looked all around but couldn't find the source. He continued walking, although it seemed pointless. He didn't seem to be going anywhere. In frustration he ran his fingers through his midnight black hair. Wait...
...Midnight black hair? He looked at his hands. No claws. Inu Yasha ran his tongue over his teeth. No fangs. "What the hell is going on?" he cursed aloud. He started running. He had to do something, otherwise he felt as though he'd go crazy. Out of nowhere, the mist around him formed into a town. The huts were smashed and there were two children standing before a large grayish purple monster. On the back of it was a spider scar.
'I know this place," he said to himself. 'I know that monster! That's Goshinki! But, no, he died!'
"Hello, Inu Yasha," the cold voice returned. Inu Yasha turned, only to be face with another creature. It smelled of full-blooded youkai, but the hair and body structure was identical to his.
"Who the hell are you?" Inu Yasha readied himself by getting into his defensive position. He couldn't attack this guy even if he wanted to; not in his human form, anyway.
"Can't you even tell? Do you remember this scene, Inu Yasha?" This stranger snarled at his name and how clueless he was. His red eyes narrowed the green irises focused on Inu Yasha. He looked back at the scene. It was frozen, like a still frame. Then he remembered. This was when he first blacked out. This was the first time he had seen fear in his friends' eyes that was caused by him. He didn't know what happened.
"Why? Why can't I remember?" The demon Inu Yasha grabbed him by the neck. He increased pressure, digging his nails into his flesh. Blood slid down Inu Yasha's neck.
"Do you want to know? I bet you don't! You couldn't take it if you remembered! Your human heart wouldn't be able to handle it if you did," He tossed the human away like he was trash. "You'd die if you knew." Then, out of nowhere, Kagome showed up standing about twenty feet away. The scene of Goshinki had faded. Now it was just Human Inu Yasha, Demon Inu Yasha, and Kagome. She just stood there, and the fear came back when she saw what was happening.
"What's going on, Inu Yasha?" she managed, before she was gasping. The youkai had run his claw clear through her body. Her blood was dripping from his fist, which was protruding through the other side. Inu Yasha yelled and lashed forward.
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"Why wont he wake up, Miroku?" Kagome said, sniffling in her silent sobs. She wiped his forehead again with a cold washcloth. His face was burning and drenched in sweat. He had been asleep since they all woke up, and that was three hours ago. Three hours of whimpers, thrashing, and sweating. Inu Yasha just wouldn't wake up.
"Lady Sango, could you refill this bucket please?" Miroku handed her the bucket. "Shippo, lady Keade, if you would please?" They all left, almost gratefully. They couldn't watch Inu Yasha in that condition. Once they were left alone, Miroku spoke again. "I believe, Kagome, that he is trapped, and we cannot help him."
"We can! All we have to do is wake him up! Then it will all be over," she pleaded with the monk through her eyes. She didn't like what she was hearing. She didn't want to sit and watch, not being able to help. She had to get to him. 'What's going on, Inu Yasha?'
Inu Yasha sat up, his eyes burst open, and he screamed. His screams were filled with agony, despair, and he couldn't stop. He couldn't stop the feeling. He had just witnessed Kagome dieing by his demon side's hand. He was in turmoil. His eyes focused. Kagome had grasped his hand when she heard his screaming. She now held it to her chest.
"Inu Yasha, stop screaming!" Miroku said. As commanded, Inu Yasha stopped, and fell back on his blanket.
"Inu Yasha?" Kagome asked. "Inu Yasha, can you hear me?"
His eyes landed on her. She was there, sitting next to him. She hadn't been killed! Inu Yasha sat up and took her in his arms. Her eyes widened in surprise and began to leak in happiness. Miroku took this as his cue to exit.
"Kagome, you're alive," he whispered, taking in her scent of lavender. He felt her hot tears on his bare chest. Apparently, they had removed his haori while he slept, offering him more comfort. "You're alive..."
"Of course I am," she said, pulling away slightly. "Why wouldn't I be? I should be astonished that you're alive. You had us all very worried. What were you dreaming about?" Her voice swam with worry, and he could smell her fear. She had been scared again.
"Why are you scared? I don't like it when you're scared." He wiped her tears away with a calloused thumb. "You shouldn't cry for me." He pulled her into him again. Again she asked.
"Inu Yasha, what did you dream about? You were sweating and whimpering," she sniffled again, trying to hold back her tears. "Please tell me."
Sango burst through the door. She had heard Inu Yasha scream and came as fast as she could. "Inu Yasha, are you alright?"
He nodded. "I am just a little tired," he replied. Keade went into the back of the hut and emerged a few moments later. She held a cup and offered it to him.
"If ye wishes to sleep better today, then ye should drink." He took the cup from her and swallowed it in one gulp. Kagome helped him to lie down again and covered him. He closed his eyes and fell right to sleep. The schoolgirl wiped the remaining sweat off his brow. "Ye needent worry, young Kagome. He shall sleep soundly for at least six hours. If ye need to go home, then ye should do it now."
Kagome nodded and stood. She cast one last look to the sleeping hanyou. 'Why would he have thought I was hurt?' Kagome walked to the Bone Eater's Well. The wind blew, sending her hair with it. She lowered her gaze and peered into the well. 'I will return, and I hope you do to. Don't be scared anymore, Inu Yasha.' And with that, she jumped in. A pink and blue haze surrounded her as she passed five hundred years in time.
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That was one crappy chapter. Sorry for making you read it. I hope that next chapter is better.
Inu Face
~~= Dreams
~*~= Scene change
'...'= Thoughts
"..."= Talking
~*~Chapter Two: The Beginning of The Horror~*~
They arrived at Keade's hut and it was nearly midnight. Miroku had woken up on the ride back, but Sango and Kagome were still fast asleep. Inu Yasha slid off Kirara and Miroku did the same, bringing the two girls down in their arms. Shippo jumped off and ran in to inform Keade what had transpired while they were gone. The boomerang slid silently to the ground as Kirara transformed into her smaller form. When they all were in the hut, the sleeping bags were already laid out. Miroku immediately place Sango in hers, but Inu Yasha kept his hold on Kagome. Seeing this, the monk knew that his hanyou friend wanted to be alone, so he exited the hut with the elder miko and the kitsune. The fire-cat demon snuggled close to Sango, leaving Inu Yasha and Kagome virtually alone.
'Why is she afraid of me?' he looked at her. Fear was still evident on her face. Was she dreaming of something frightening, or is she still scared from earlier? He brushed her hair away from her face. How could he frighten someone he loved? 'Wait, love? Do I love Kagome?' he asked himself. Her pale skin, her slim body, her need to always be rescued when the going got tough. 'How could I love someone so weak? Of course I don't love her. If I did, then why would I scare her' She began to stir and she cracked her eyes open. Kagome was met with the comforting gaze of two golden eyes. She smiled.
"Hello, Inu Yasha. Why are you holding me?" she asked, looking down at his arms. One was supporting her neck while the other was under her knees with his hand on her hip. "Was I injured or something?"
"Feh, of course not. You would've remembered if you were."
"Then why are you holding me? You never do unless I am injured."
"Kagome," he swallowed hard. He needed to ask her, but would she care? Would she tell him? "Why were you so scared when you saw me?"
She looked down to her hands. They were fiddling with a loose thread of her skirt. "You...did it...again."
"I did it, again?" Inu Yasha repeated. He was lost. What did he do? Before he could ask, Miroku and the others walked in soaked to the bone. They all huddled around the fire grabbing extra blankets for extra warmth. Inu Yasha moved to a corner of the hut, leaving the others alone. He leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes. 'What could I have done? I blacked out! I had a fist rammed in my fucking chest! How did I even survive? All I remember is having the urge to live, but that was it. Nothing else. What the FUCK could I have done??'
~*~
The rain outside was stopping. It hit the roof lightly as dawn approached. Kagome was the only one awake. She sat up in her sleeping bag and brought her knees to her chest. 'How could he not remember?' She asked herself, looking at Inu Yasha. He had actually fallen asleep. Although, she wasn't too sure it was a good dream. He was moving, although slightly. Kagome watched him as she resituated herself. She crawled over so that she was next to him. She could see the beads of sweat trickling down his forehead. Inu Yasha's eyebrows narrowed, and he thrashed out. Luckily, he didn't hit anyone, but he tossed his head violently and started muttering. She had to wake him up.
"Inu Yasha," She said, gently. She was almost too afraid to touch him. Kagome was afraid for him. He had never been so jerky when he slept, and now he was moving about horribly. She couldn't see him like this. "Inu Yasha!" She said a bit louder. Sango heard and was waking up, only to see what was happening. Together, they managed to shift him onto a futon.
~*~
~~ "Inu Yasha," a cold voice called to him through the haze. He looked all around but couldn't find the source. He continued walking, although it seemed pointless. He didn't seem to be going anywhere. In frustration he ran his fingers through his midnight black hair. Wait...
...Midnight black hair? He looked at his hands. No claws. Inu Yasha ran his tongue over his teeth. No fangs. "What the hell is going on?" he cursed aloud. He started running. He had to do something, otherwise he felt as though he'd go crazy. Out of nowhere, the mist around him formed into a town. The huts were smashed and there were two children standing before a large grayish purple monster. On the back of it was a spider scar.
'I know this place," he said to himself. 'I know that monster! That's Goshinki! But, no, he died!'
"Hello, Inu Yasha," the cold voice returned. Inu Yasha turned, only to be face with another creature. It smelled of full-blooded youkai, but the hair and body structure was identical to his.
"Who the hell are you?" Inu Yasha readied himself by getting into his defensive position. He couldn't attack this guy even if he wanted to; not in his human form, anyway.
"Can't you even tell? Do you remember this scene, Inu Yasha?" This stranger snarled at his name and how clueless he was. His red eyes narrowed the green irises focused on Inu Yasha. He looked back at the scene. It was frozen, like a still frame. Then he remembered. This was when he first blacked out. This was the first time he had seen fear in his friends' eyes that was caused by him. He didn't know what happened.
"Why? Why can't I remember?" The demon Inu Yasha grabbed him by the neck. He increased pressure, digging his nails into his flesh. Blood slid down Inu Yasha's neck.
"Do you want to know? I bet you don't! You couldn't take it if you remembered! Your human heart wouldn't be able to handle it if you did," He tossed the human away like he was trash. "You'd die if you knew." Then, out of nowhere, Kagome showed up standing about twenty feet away. The scene of Goshinki had faded. Now it was just Human Inu Yasha, Demon Inu Yasha, and Kagome. She just stood there, and the fear came back when she saw what was happening.
"What's going on, Inu Yasha?" she managed, before she was gasping. The youkai had run his claw clear through her body. Her blood was dripping from his fist, which was protruding through the other side. Inu Yasha yelled and lashed forward.
~*~
"Why wont he wake up, Miroku?" Kagome said, sniffling in her silent sobs. She wiped his forehead again with a cold washcloth. His face was burning and drenched in sweat. He had been asleep since they all woke up, and that was three hours ago. Three hours of whimpers, thrashing, and sweating. Inu Yasha just wouldn't wake up.
"Lady Sango, could you refill this bucket please?" Miroku handed her the bucket. "Shippo, lady Keade, if you would please?" They all left, almost gratefully. They couldn't watch Inu Yasha in that condition. Once they were left alone, Miroku spoke again. "I believe, Kagome, that he is trapped, and we cannot help him."
"We can! All we have to do is wake him up! Then it will all be over," she pleaded with the monk through her eyes. She didn't like what she was hearing. She didn't want to sit and watch, not being able to help. She had to get to him. 'What's going on, Inu Yasha?'
Inu Yasha sat up, his eyes burst open, and he screamed. His screams were filled with agony, despair, and he couldn't stop. He couldn't stop the feeling. He had just witnessed Kagome dieing by his demon side's hand. He was in turmoil. His eyes focused. Kagome had grasped his hand when she heard his screaming. She now held it to her chest.
"Inu Yasha, stop screaming!" Miroku said. As commanded, Inu Yasha stopped, and fell back on his blanket.
"Inu Yasha?" Kagome asked. "Inu Yasha, can you hear me?"
His eyes landed on her. She was there, sitting next to him. She hadn't been killed! Inu Yasha sat up and took her in his arms. Her eyes widened in surprise and began to leak in happiness. Miroku took this as his cue to exit.
"Kagome, you're alive," he whispered, taking in her scent of lavender. He felt her hot tears on his bare chest. Apparently, they had removed his haori while he slept, offering him more comfort. "You're alive..."
"Of course I am," she said, pulling away slightly. "Why wouldn't I be? I should be astonished that you're alive. You had us all very worried. What were you dreaming about?" Her voice swam with worry, and he could smell her fear. She had been scared again.
"Why are you scared? I don't like it when you're scared." He wiped her tears away with a calloused thumb. "You shouldn't cry for me." He pulled her into him again. Again she asked.
"Inu Yasha, what did you dream about? You were sweating and whimpering," she sniffled again, trying to hold back her tears. "Please tell me."
Sango burst through the door. She had heard Inu Yasha scream and came as fast as she could. "Inu Yasha, are you alright?"
He nodded. "I am just a little tired," he replied. Keade went into the back of the hut and emerged a few moments later. She held a cup and offered it to him.
"If ye wishes to sleep better today, then ye should drink." He took the cup from her and swallowed it in one gulp. Kagome helped him to lie down again and covered him. He closed his eyes and fell right to sleep. The schoolgirl wiped the remaining sweat off his brow. "Ye needent worry, young Kagome. He shall sleep soundly for at least six hours. If ye need to go home, then ye should do it now."
Kagome nodded and stood. She cast one last look to the sleeping hanyou. 'Why would he have thought I was hurt?' Kagome walked to the Bone Eater's Well. The wind blew, sending her hair with it. She lowered her gaze and peered into the well. 'I will return, and I hope you do to. Don't be scared anymore, Inu Yasha.' And with that, she jumped in. A pink and blue haze surrounded her as she passed five hundred years in time.
~*~
That was one crappy chapter. Sorry for making you read it. I hope that next chapter is better.
Inu Face
