Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. But I'm gonna ask Rumiko Takahashi
(spelling?) if I
borrow them for the weekend as a reward for finishing
exams. HIGH
SCHOOL, EVIL!!! EXAMS, YECH!!! HIGH SCHOOL IS A PLACE TO
PUNISH THE INNOCENT!!!
Heh heh, sorry. I got caught up heat of the moment.
Anyway, on with the story!! Author's Note:
Thanks To: Miss Queen of the World Don't worry about him. He can do damn near anything... except tell Kagome how he feels about her.
spiritchild029 As a matter of fact, Inuyasha is one of MY favorite characters as well. If you read my PROFILE, you'll see. The reason I'm writing this is because I was in a weird mood the day I started! Everyone else who reviewed seemed to like it. So don't waste your time and mine by sending pointless flames. If you don't like it, don't read it!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Torture
Part Seven-- Kagome's Point of View
I still couldn't believe I had told Miroku about the wolf
attack. Now that I told him and relived it, I was even more frightened
than before. It was almost too much to bear. (A/N: Get ready for a rather long flash back. I was really bored and I
couldn't think of anything for Inuyasha's point of view. Sorry!)
*~*Flash Back*~*
The little girl laughed as her father swung her into the air.
The evening sun fell in beams through the leaves of the trees.
They were playing hide and seek in the forest behind the shrine they
lived in. Inuyasha's Forest.
"Now it's your turn to hide, Kagome," said the man.
The little girl ran off between the trees, laughing as she went.
He would never find her. Not where she would hide. Good luck to him.
The sun glowed orange as she hid in the hollow of a large tree.
It was big enough so that she could stand up straight. Kagome had been
hiding here ever since she was old enough to play hide and seek. No
one had ever found her here yet.
Not only was the tree a great hiding place, it was also a good
place to come and stay when she was feeling down. Or when she had a
fight with her parents, she'd come here too. Kagome liked being in the
forest better than being in her own house.
She waited for her father to give up and yell "Come out, come out, where ever you are!" but he never did. The sun had set long ago and she debated whether or not to turn her flashlight on, risking her precious hiding place.
After fifteen minutes of waiting, she climbed out of her tree
and started to look for her father.
A bloodcurdling scream split the air, followed by a howl.
"DADDY!!" she yelled, "Daddy, where are you? I don't wanna play anymore!"
Kagome started running as fast as her nine-year-old legs could go. Low tree branches struck her in the face and on her bare arms, leaving cuts that would sting later.
Daddy, where are yo-" the little girl tripped on something and fell to the ground hard, her flashlight flew from her hand. The force if the fall brought tears to her eyes.
Blinking through her tears, she looked for what had stumbling to the forest floor. There was a great shadow at her feet. She reached for the lighting device that had flown from her hand. Kagome turned it on and pointed it at the shaped by her feet. A second scream rang through the air a second later.
The shape was her father, torn and bloody. His face had claw marks running down it and one of his eyes was gouged out, leaving a bloody hole. His nose was gone as well, eaten away. There was a large bite taken out of his neck. Blood from it coated the dead leaves beneath him.
She stood up and started running again, trying to get to the edge of the forest. There was a howl behind her and she ran faster. It got closer and closer. She could see the lights lighting the shrine.
Only about a hundred feet until she was home. She was so close now. Kagome could hear the pounding of the wolves behind her.
"SOMEONE!! HELP!!" she cried out. "I need help!!" A great weight was suddenly thrown on her back and she hit the ground again. Kagome heard growling and felt hot breathing down her neck. Tears leaked from her eyes as claws tore into the flesh of her back. Blood coursed from the wounds. Pain burst from her shoulder blade. More blood was spilled. The little girl struggled to get away from the gnashing teeth and claws of the wolves, but it was no use. The weight on her back was too heavy to move.
Suddenly, a gunshot cracked through the air. Kagome screamed when she heard it. The weight of the wolves left her back and shoulders and they scampered away, howling as they went.
"Hey! Hey! Are you all right?" someone yelled.
A large man came running up to her. She looked up with hazy vision.
He was wearing a black and red plaid flannel shirt, blue jeans and a hunting hat. He was holding a rifle across his chest.
Her mind shut down and she knew more. *~*End of Flash Back*~*
A noise in the bushes jerked me out of my reminiscing.
Miroku's arm was still aournd my shoulder, keeping me safe. I still jumped at every little noise, but not as much.
I let out a scream when I heard coughing. I was sure it wasn't anyone in the group. It was too far away.
"Kagome! What's wrong?" Miroku asked; he sounded panicked.
"I..I feel the presence of a demon," I gasped, "No, two."
One of the auras felt cold, unfamiliar. It sent a chill up my spine, making me shudder. The other one seemed somehow...familiar. It made me want to break down and cry. I could feel tears burning my eyes.
"Inuyasha?" I called, turning around.
There was a rustle in the bushes, I my heart nearly stopped. It had to be him. It just had to be.
Another cough rang through the air. I shrugged Miroku's arm from my shoulder and made my way slowly to the side of the rugged trail. It just HAD to be him.
"Inuyasha? Is that you?" I asked softly. "Please tell me it's you."
The bushes parted and two figures walked out. One had the other's arm slung over his shoulder and seemed to be unconscious. Then I realized who it was.
"Oh, my God! Inuyasha!" my tears overflowed as he looked up.
"K...Kagome?" murmured the half-conscious hanyou.
I ran the last few steps to him, covering the distance quickly. My God, what had happened to him.
Inuyasha looked up at me. He looked horrible in the early morning light:
There was a bandage around his left leg, soaked through with blood. His shoulders looked swollen. Another bandage was wrapped around his waist. His bruised and battered body seemed to be held together by just the dressings. His face was by far the worst.
He had a black eye, a cut lip that probably would need stitches and bruised cheeks. I caressed his swollen face gently, my vision blurred by tears.
This wasn't a regular battle; I saw that from the welts in his wrists. This was torture. The same wounds were on his exposed ankles. He had to have been being tortured while we were looking for him. While we were doing almost nothing but walking.
"What happened to him?" I demanded of the other man.
He looked at me with sad gaze.
"You must be the girl Inuyasha spoke of. Naraku wanted you," he said softly. "I think we should find somewhere to pitch camp before I tell you what happened."
The whole time he was speaking, Inuyasha's eyes never left my face.
"Yes, maybe that would be best," agreed Miroku.
I nodded and walked to Inuyasha's side. Taking his other arm, I put it over my own shoulder. As I did, I noticed that the stranger had Tetsusiaga strapped to his waist. But why?
*~*One Hour Later*~*
We reached a small clearing. Kouga had departed long ago when he realized no one was paying much attention to him.
I helped the mystery man lay the injured human in a patch of soft grass on his stomach. That was when I saw his back.
It glistened with sweat and blood. Deep gashes covered the flesh. Dirt stuck to the jagged cuts, making them look even worse.
Inuyasha let out a groan of agony as I ran my hands over his back. I moved his thick, black braid when I came to it.
"God... this... is horrible," I murmured.
I turned around and rummaged through my huge yellow backpack for the first aid kit, ignoring the rest of the group's calls. I found it, took out some antiseptic and bandages and set to work on his wounds.
"Kagome?" he mumbled.
"Yes?"
"I... think I-" Inuyasha stopped whatever he was going to say and let out a sharp cry of pain. A second later, I saw why.
The roots of his black hair began to change white. He gritted his teeth and I watched as fangs grew from his mouth.
I dropped the bandages I was holding and took his hand. Immediately he responded, gripping my hand tightly as claws forced their way out of his fingers. Inuyasha's hand tightened around mine and I gasped as a bone in my hand cracked under the pressure.
He writhed as his bones and muscles snapped and popped back into demon form. His hand went limp and he lay there on the ground panting. His braid was now white and his eyes, their normal amber color instead of violet.
"Kag...ome, please...no more pain," he gasped, his eyes actually had tears in them, like mine did.
"No more pain," I repeated, dressing his wounds.
I kept talking to him as I worked. I ignored Sango, Shippo, and Miroku's attempts to catch my attention. The only thing that mattered was Inuyasha. What had happened to him? What had he been through? I quickly smeared some medicine over his back, wincing at the pain in my hand and cringing when Inuyasha groaned. Then I put the bandages over the wounds. There, I was done. No more pain. "Umm... can someone come here, please?" I asked. I had examined my hand and had come to the definite conclusion that it was broken. I couldn't set the bone on my own. Miroku was standing at my side in an instant. "Do you need help with him?" he asked, nodding at Inuyasha. "No, but thanks. I wanted to know if you know how to set broken bones," "I know enough about it. Injuries were a part of my training as a monk. Does he have broken bones?" I looked at Inuyasha for a moment before shaking my head. "I do," I said holding my hand up. "Inuyasha squeezed my hand a little too hard, that's all." Miroku knelt down and examined my fingers. He tested every one of them and every joint until found the damaged one. Then he looked into my eyes solemnly.
"I'm sorry, lady Kagome," he said. "Brace yourself."
He shifted his hand to get a better grip on my wrist. (I don't know how to set bones, by the way. So, if I get this wrong, bear with me.) I winced as Miroku touched the broken bone. He took a deep breath and twisted the bone back into place with a loud 'SNAP!' A small squeal of pain escaped from me. I tried so hard not to make a sound, after seeing the things Inuyasha went through.
Miroku took a strip of bandage and a pair of Popsicle sticks from the first aid kit. He quickly wrapped my finger in them and was done before I knew it. He was almost as good as a doctor from my time.
"Thanks, Miroku," I sighed, looking back at Inuyasha. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Author's Note: That's it for this chapter. There was more originally, but I didn't feel
like writing anymore.
I might do this in Inuyasha's point of view next time.
Please review!!
(spelling?) if I
borrow them for the weekend as a reward for finishing
exams. HIGH
SCHOOL, EVIL!!! EXAMS, YECH!!! HIGH SCHOOL IS A PLACE TO
PUNISH THE INNOCENT!!!
Heh heh, sorry. I got caught up heat of the moment.
Anyway, on with the story!! Author's Note:
Thanks To: Miss Queen of the World Don't worry about him. He can do damn near anything... except tell Kagome how he feels about her.
spiritchild029 As a matter of fact, Inuyasha is one of MY favorite characters as well. If you read my PROFILE, you'll see. The reason I'm writing this is because I was in a weird mood the day I started! Everyone else who reviewed seemed to like it. So don't waste your time and mine by sending pointless flames. If you don't like it, don't read it!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Torture
Part Seven-- Kagome's Point of View
I still couldn't believe I had told Miroku about the wolf
attack. Now that I told him and relived it, I was even more frightened
than before. It was almost too much to bear. (A/N: Get ready for a rather long flash back. I was really bored and I
couldn't think of anything for Inuyasha's point of view. Sorry!)
*~*Flash Back*~*
The little girl laughed as her father swung her into the air.
The evening sun fell in beams through the leaves of the trees.
They were playing hide and seek in the forest behind the shrine they
lived in. Inuyasha's Forest.
"Now it's your turn to hide, Kagome," said the man.
The little girl ran off between the trees, laughing as she went.
He would never find her. Not where she would hide. Good luck to him.
The sun glowed orange as she hid in the hollow of a large tree.
It was big enough so that she could stand up straight. Kagome had been
hiding here ever since she was old enough to play hide and seek. No
one had ever found her here yet.
Not only was the tree a great hiding place, it was also a good
place to come and stay when she was feeling down. Or when she had a
fight with her parents, she'd come here too. Kagome liked being in the
forest better than being in her own house.
She waited for her father to give up and yell "Come out, come out, where ever you are!" but he never did. The sun had set long ago and she debated whether or not to turn her flashlight on, risking her precious hiding place.
After fifteen minutes of waiting, she climbed out of her tree
and started to look for her father.
A bloodcurdling scream split the air, followed by a howl.
"DADDY!!" she yelled, "Daddy, where are you? I don't wanna play anymore!"
Kagome started running as fast as her nine-year-old legs could go. Low tree branches struck her in the face and on her bare arms, leaving cuts that would sting later.
Daddy, where are yo-" the little girl tripped on something and fell to the ground hard, her flashlight flew from her hand. The force if the fall brought tears to her eyes.
Blinking through her tears, she looked for what had stumbling to the forest floor. There was a great shadow at her feet. She reached for the lighting device that had flown from her hand. Kagome turned it on and pointed it at the shaped by her feet. A second scream rang through the air a second later.
The shape was her father, torn and bloody. His face had claw marks running down it and one of his eyes was gouged out, leaving a bloody hole. His nose was gone as well, eaten away. There was a large bite taken out of his neck. Blood from it coated the dead leaves beneath him.
She stood up and started running again, trying to get to the edge of the forest. There was a howl behind her and she ran faster. It got closer and closer. She could see the lights lighting the shrine.
Only about a hundred feet until she was home. She was so close now. Kagome could hear the pounding of the wolves behind her.
"SOMEONE!! HELP!!" she cried out. "I need help!!" A great weight was suddenly thrown on her back and she hit the ground again. Kagome heard growling and felt hot breathing down her neck. Tears leaked from her eyes as claws tore into the flesh of her back. Blood coursed from the wounds. Pain burst from her shoulder blade. More blood was spilled. The little girl struggled to get away from the gnashing teeth and claws of the wolves, but it was no use. The weight on her back was too heavy to move.
Suddenly, a gunshot cracked through the air. Kagome screamed when she heard it. The weight of the wolves left her back and shoulders and they scampered away, howling as they went.
"Hey! Hey! Are you all right?" someone yelled.
A large man came running up to her. She looked up with hazy vision.
He was wearing a black and red plaid flannel shirt, blue jeans and a hunting hat. He was holding a rifle across his chest.
Her mind shut down and she knew more. *~*End of Flash Back*~*
A noise in the bushes jerked me out of my reminiscing.
Miroku's arm was still aournd my shoulder, keeping me safe. I still jumped at every little noise, but not as much.
I let out a scream when I heard coughing. I was sure it wasn't anyone in the group. It was too far away.
"Kagome! What's wrong?" Miroku asked; he sounded panicked.
"I..I feel the presence of a demon," I gasped, "No, two."
One of the auras felt cold, unfamiliar. It sent a chill up my spine, making me shudder. The other one seemed somehow...familiar. It made me want to break down and cry. I could feel tears burning my eyes.
"Inuyasha?" I called, turning around.
There was a rustle in the bushes, I my heart nearly stopped. It had to be him. It just had to be.
Another cough rang through the air. I shrugged Miroku's arm from my shoulder and made my way slowly to the side of the rugged trail. It just HAD to be him.
"Inuyasha? Is that you?" I asked softly. "Please tell me it's you."
The bushes parted and two figures walked out. One had the other's arm slung over his shoulder and seemed to be unconscious. Then I realized who it was.
"Oh, my God! Inuyasha!" my tears overflowed as he looked up.
"K...Kagome?" murmured the half-conscious hanyou.
I ran the last few steps to him, covering the distance quickly. My God, what had happened to him.
Inuyasha looked up at me. He looked horrible in the early morning light:
There was a bandage around his left leg, soaked through with blood. His shoulders looked swollen. Another bandage was wrapped around his waist. His bruised and battered body seemed to be held together by just the dressings. His face was by far the worst.
He had a black eye, a cut lip that probably would need stitches and bruised cheeks. I caressed his swollen face gently, my vision blurred by tears.
This wasn't a regular battle; I saw that from the welts in his wrists. This was torture. The same wounds were on his exposed ankles. He had to have been being tortured while we were looking for him. While we were doing almost nothing but walking.
"What happened to him?" I demanded of the other man.
He looked at me with sad gaze.
"You must be the girl Inuyasha spoke of. Naraku wanted you," he said softly. "I think we should find somewhere to pitch camp before I tell you what happened."
The whole time he was speaking, Inuyasha's eyes never left my face.
"Yes, maybe that would be best," agreed Miroku.
I nodded and walked to Inuyasha's side. Taking his other arm, I put it over my own shoulder. As I did, I noticed that the stranger had Tetsusiaga strapped to his waist. But why?
*~*One Hour Later*~*
We reached a small clearing. Kouga had departed long ago when he realized no one was paying much attention to him.
I helped the mystery man lay the injured human in a patch of soft grass on his stomach. That was when I saw his back.
It glistened with sweat and blood. Deep gashes covered the flesh. Dirt stuck to the jagged cuts, making them look even worse.
Inuyasha let out a groan of agony as I ran my hands over his back. I moved his thick, black braid when I came to it.
"God... this... is horrible," I murmured.
I turned around and rummaged through my huge yellow backpack for the first aid kit, ignoring the rest of the group's calls. I found it, took out some antiseptic and bandages and set to work on his wounds.
"Kagome?" he mumbled.
"Yes?"
"I... think I-" Inuyasha stopped whatever he was going to say and let out a sharp cry of pain. A second later, I saw why.
The roots of his black hair began to change white. He gritted his teeth and I watched as fangs grew from his mouth.
I dropped the bandages I was holding and took his hand. Immediately he responded, gripping my hand tightly as claws forced their way out of his fingers. Inuyasha's hand tightened around mine and I gasped as a bone in my hand cracked under the pressure.
He writhed as his bones and muscles snapped and popped back into demon form. His hand went limp and he lay there on the ground panting. His braid was now white and his eyes, their normal amber color instead of violet.
"Kag...ome, please...no more pain," he gasped, his eyes actually had tears in them, like mine did.
"No more pain," I repeated, dressing his wounds.
I kept talking to him as I worked. I ignored Sango, Shippo, and Miroku's attempts to catch my attention. The only thing that mattered was Inuyasha. What had happened to him? What had he been through? I quickly smeared some medicine over his back, wincing at the pain in my hand and cringing when Inuyasha groaned. Then I put the bandages over the wounds. There, I was done. No more pain. "Umm... can someone come here, please?" I asked. I had examined my hand and had come to the definite conclusion that it was broken. I couldn't set the bone on my own. Miroku was standing at my side in an instant. "Do you need help with him?" he asked, nodding at Inuyasha. "No, but thanks. I wanted to know if you know how to set broken bones," "I know enough about it. Injuries were a part of my training as a monk. Does he have broken bones?" I looked at Inuyasha for a moment before shaking my head. "I do," I said holding my hand up. "Inuyasha squeezed my hand a little too hard, that's all." Miroku knelt down and examined my fingers. He tested every one of them and every joint until found the damaged one. Then he looked into my eyes solemnly.
"I'm sorry, lady Kagome," he said. "Brace yourself."
He shifted his hand to get a better grip on my wrist. (I don't know how to set bones, by the way. So, if I get this wrong, bear with me.) I winced as Miroku touched the broken bone. He took a deep breath and twisted the bone back into place with a loud 'SNAP!' A small squeal of pain escaped from me. I tried so hard not to make a sound, after seeing the things Inuyasha went through.
Miroku took a strip of bandage and a pair of Popsicle sticks from the first aid kit. He quickly wrapped my finger in them and was done before I knew it. He was almost as good as a doctor from my time.
"Thanks, Miroku," I sighed, looking back at Inuyasha. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Author's Note: That's it for this chapter. There was more originally, but I didn't feel
like writing anymore.
I might do this in Inuyasha's point of view next time.
Please review!!