Disclaimer: I do not own Inu-Yasha. I'm kind of getting sick of saying
that.
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"Inuyasha." Kikyou said, and then quickly fell silent, unsure of what she had planned to say.
Inuyasha slowly stood up, and a flash of crimson streaked through his yellow pools again. A deathly growl was growing in his throat, and as he took a step over Kagome's lifeless form, Kikyou took a quick step back.
"Why did you do it?" Inuyasha said, his voice more of a growl then ever before. He continued to approach Kikyou, walking slowly, and she continued to retreat, taking quick and misguided steps backwards. When she didn't answer his question, Inuyasha stopped and let his gaze shift to the floor. For a moment he was still and silent, and then a thick chuckle erupted from his throat.
Kikyou stared at him wide-eyed, a chill running down her spine and not stopping until it touched the tips of her toes.
"Inuyasha I—"
"Pathetic bitch."
Kikyou's throat caught in her voice, and she stared at Inuyasha, mouth hanging half open in stunned silence. Slowly Inuyasha lifted his gaze again, and set his crimson eyes upon the woman in front of him. His yellow orbs were lost in insanity.
Kikyou slowly forced herself to close her mouth, and swallow. Her eyes scanned over his face, demonic marks now painted upon his cheeks, and yellow eyes lost to crimson red ones. Inuyasha was no longer standing in front of her, and his sanity was certainly no where in sight.
"Stupid, pathetic bitch." Inuyasha said again, and chuckled cruelly. "Were you really that desperate to go to Hell with me?" He asked, his voice falling to a whisper as he cocked his head to the side.
When Kikyou didn't answer, Inuyasha let out another chilling chuckle, and took a step towards Kikyou. She quickly stepped backwards, her brown eyes set upon him watchfully.
"Well Kikyou? Were you really this eager to see what Hell with me would be like?" Inuyasha's ear twitched towards her, and he waited silently for an answer. Kikyou stayed silent though, her voice lost and mind too stunned to allow her to speak. Finally Inuyasha lowered his gaze, a shadow falling over his eyes again.
Kikyou looked at him curiously, and when he didn't say anything, she forced herself to swallow. "Inuya—"
"Let me show you Hell with me, Kikyou." Inuyasha said, cutting her off. His voice was low and dangerous, unearthly and with no sane in its depths. Inuyasha slowly raised his gaze again, and set his narrowed crimson orbs on Kikyou. Her brown eyes widened almost comically in response, and she inhaled sharply. She barely had time to finish her inhale though before Inuyasha had taken a one footed swift step towards her. He had instantly made contact, holding his arm bent at the elbow in front of him and slamming his forearm into Kikyou's throat forcefully and pushing her back against the wall behind her, her feet left to dangle a few inches above the ground as her hands shot up to grasp at Inuyasha's closed fist and forearm.
"This is what you wanted wasn't it Kikyou?" Inuyasha growled at her, death in his voice. "You wanted Hell with me, didn't you? This is what you wanted wasn't it? Wasn't it?"
Kikyou tried desperately to take in air, her fingers trying hopelessly to grasp Inuyasha's forearm and pry it from her throat. But he simply applied more pressure, and soon she was sure he was going to pop her throat, and then drink the blood from the wall behind her.
"Well Kikyou?" Inuyasha hissed. "What's the matter? Dog got your tongue?" Inuyasha erupted then in a laughter that was nothing like his own, and then cocked his head to the side with a soft grin. "Tell me Kikyou..." He said, mocking a curious tone. He gently slide her down the wall, loosening his pressure a bit but keeping his arm in place. He stopped her when they were eye level. "Is this what you've been dreaming of?"
Kikyou tried to speak but all that came out was a sort of chocked gurgle. She closed her eyes tightly and then shook her head, which proved to be even more painful, as her throat moved tightly against his arm.
"I'm glad to give you what you wanted, Kikyou." Inuyasha said, his voice regaining it's more serious deathly tone as he ignored her pathetic attempt at shaking her head. "See you someday soon." Inuyasha grinned, and Kikyou's eyes grew wide with fear. She could see in his eyes what was coming, and once again she raised her hands to his arm, clawing at him and trying desperately to gain freedom.
"...No..." She managed to croak out. Inuyasha laughed cynically.
"Yes."
Kikyou tried to gasp as the excruciating pain overwhelmed her form, and her hands fell to her sides instantly, her energy and will gone. But then everything was gone, and she was left only to the comforting black that she had been screaming inside for.
Inuyasha stepped back and let Kikyou's form crumble to the floor. He stared down at her bloody and disfigured neck, and brown eyes, open wide in eternal shock. He grinned, and lifted his forearm to his mouth, licking the blood off it without thought.
Lazily, he turned towards the door of the hut, and began to head towards it. Suddenly, he had quite an unusual craving. He knew just who to use to satisfy it.
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Sango and Miroku headed quickly towards the light in the distance. The fog around them had seemed only to thicken as they had neared, and for a moment Miroku feared they were lost.
Soon though, the faint light came directly into focus, and they rushed into the courtyard of a very familiar looking shrine. Miroku tensed instantly, and his eyes traveled to the steps. From the dark doorway, a figure was approaching, and its energy chilled Miroku.
"Sango, hold you guard." He whispered, and his hand fell to the rosary beads that kept his wind tunnel trapped. Sango's eyes followed Miroku's gaze, and she squinted lightly through the fog to try and view the silhouetted figure approaching them. Slowly, the figure came into focus, and Miroku and Sango both had to catch their breath.
"Inuyasha?" Miroku asked unsurely, as a being that looked very much like Inuyasha emerged from the fog. It was then though, that Miroku caught sight of Inuyasha's eyes, and instantly he knew.
"Sango..." He said, his voice wavering. "Look at his eyes."
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Inuyasha stopped as his gaze settled upon the two mortals in front of him. His crimson eyes flickered with the desire for blood for a moment, but then his turned his gaze to the left. He could still smell his scent. He was nearby. He turned his gaze back to the two in front of him for a moment, as he heard the male, (...Miroku...) whisper something. The two had obvious been let in after Inuyasha's pray had let the barrier down to leave. The fool.
Inuyasha turned then, heading to his left and away from the foolish mortals that had stumbled upon him. He was too busy to deal with anything else at the moment. He would kill them later if they bothered him again. But for now – Only one thing was on his mind. He had to taste Naraku's blood.
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Sango took a step after Inuyasha as he began to retreat, but Miroku caught her arm.
"Sango-chan, I beg of you. Do not follow him."
"But Inuyasha is—"
"Not himself." Miroku said, his voice dropping low as he gazed into Sango's eyes. "You know that as well as I do."
There was silence for a moment, and then Sango spoke.
"Kagome... Where is she?"
"I don't know, Sango-chan. But something..." Miroku said, gazing off in the foggy direction in which Inuyasha had retreated, "...tells me she is not alright."
Sango swallowed, and then gazed up at the shrine in front of them. Miroku turned towards it, and began to walk up it's steps slowly. Sango followed after him.
When Miroku reached the door though, he took no more then two steps in before his breath caught violently in his throat, and he turned back towards Sango.
"Sango-chan..." He said, searching for the words. Sango pushed past him though and stumbled inside of the shrine. There, against the wall of the shrine, sat Kikyou, crumbled in a ball and obviously lost of life, blood coating her throat, and in front of her, laying lifelessly and cold upon the wooden floor, was Kagome.
"Oh.... Miroku..." Sango whispered, her eyes wide, tears forming in them. "Look what he's done..."
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A/N: Sorry this took so long to update. Started to write it, but then my
computer froze and I lost all but the first five or seven paragraphs. I
can't say I like this version as much as my original, but I guess it came
out okay.
Oh – This new FanFiction update is p---ing me the f---- off. Just to let
you know. It's leaving out my indents and all this crap and I'm getting'
ticked. So if my format is off, it's because I threw a brick at my
computer and then decided not to give a crap. Sorry.
Kim
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"Inuyasha." Kikyou said, and then quickly fell silent, unsure of what she had planned to say.
Inuyasha slowly stood up, and a flash of crimson streaked through his yellow pools again. A deathly growl was growing in his throat, and as he took a step over Kagome's lifeless form, Kikyou took a quick step back.
"Why did you do it?" Inuyasha said, his voice more of a growl then ever before. He continued to approach Kikyou, walking slowly, and she continued to retreat, taking quick and misguided steps backwards. When she didn't answer his question, Inuyasha stopped and let his gaze shift to the floor. For a moment he was still and silent, and then a thick chuckle erupted from his throat.
Kikyou stared at him wide-eyed, a chill running down her spine and not stopping until it touched the tips of her toes.
"Inuyasha I—"
"Pathetic bitch."
Kikyou's throat caught in her voice, and she stared at Inuyasha, mouth hanging half open in stunned silence. Slowly Inuyasha lifted his gaze again, and set his crimson eyes upon the woman in front of him. His yellow orbs were lost in insanity.
Kikyou slowly forced herself to close her mouth, and swallow. Her eyes scanned over his face, demonic marks now painted upon his cheeks, and yellow eyes lost to crimson red ones. Inuyasha was no longer standing in front of her, and his sanity was certainly no where in sight.
"Stupid, pathetic bitch." Inuyasha said again, and chuckled cruelly. "Were you really that desperate to go to Hell with me?" He asked, his voice falling to a whisper as he cocked his head to the side.
When Kikyou didn't answer, Inuyasha let out another chilling chuckle, and took a step towards Kikyou. She quickly stepped backwards, her brown eyes set upon him watchfully.
"Well Kikyou? Were you really this eager to see what Hell with me would be like?" Inuyasha's ear twitched towards her, and he waited silently for an answer. Kikyou stayed silent though, her voice lost and mind too stunned to allow her to speak. Finally Inuyasha lowered his gaze, a shadow falling over his eyes again.
Kikyou looked at him curiously, and when he didn't say anything, she forced herself to swallow. "Inuya—"
"Let me show you Hell with me, Kikyou." Inuyasha said, cutting her off. His voice was low and dangerous, unearthly and with no sane in its depths. Inuyasha slowly raised his gaze again, and set his narrowed crimson orbs on Kikyou. Her brown eyes widened almost comically in response, and she inhaled sharply. She barely had time to finish her inhale though before Inuyasha had taken a one footed swift step towards her. He had instantly made contact, holding his arm bent at the elbow in front of him and slamming his forearm into Kikyou's throat forcefully and pushing her back against the wall behind her, her feet left to dangle a few inches above the ground as her hands shot up to grasp at Inuyasha's closed fist and forearm.
"This is what you wanted wasn't it Kikyou?" Inuyasha growled at her, death in his voice. "You wanted Hell with me, didn't you? This is what you wanted wasn't it? Wasn't it?"
Kikyou tried desperately to take in air, her fingers trying hopelessly to grasp Inuyasha's forearm and pry it from her throat. But he simply applied more pressure, and soon she was sure he was going to pop her throat, and then drink the blood from the wall behind her.
"Well Kikyou?" Inuyasha hissed. "What's the matter? Dog got your tongue?" Inuyasha erupted then in a laughter that was nothing like his own, and then cocked his head to the side with a soft grin. "Tell me Kikyou..." He said, mocking a curious tone. He gently slide her down the wall, loosening his pressure a bit but keeping his arm in place. He stopped her when they were eye level. "Is this what you've been dreaming of?"
Kikyou tried to speak but all that came out was a sort of chocked gurgle. She closed her eyes tightly and then shook her head, which proved to be even more painful, as her throat moved tightly against his arm.
"I'm glad to give you what you wanted, Kikyou." Inuyasha said, his voice regaining it's more serious deathly tone as he ignored her pathetic attempt at shaking her head. "See you someday soon." Inuyasha grinned, and Kikyou's eyes grew wide with fear. She could see in his eyes what was coming, and once again she raised her hands to his arm, clawing at him and trying desperately to gain freedom.
"...No..." She managed to croak out. Inuyasha laughed cynically.
"Yes."
Kikyou tried to gasp as the excruciating pain overwhelmed her form, and her hands fell to her sides instantly, her energy and will gone. But then everything was gone, and she was left only to the comforting black that she had been screaming inside for.
Inuyasha stepped back and let Kikyou's form crumble to the floor. He stared down at her bloody and disfigured neck, and brown eyes, open wide in eternal shock. He grinned, and lifted his forearm to his mouth, licking the blood off it without thought.
Lazily, he turned towards the door of the hut, and began to head towards it. Suddenly, he had quite an unusual craving. He knew just who to use to satisfy it.
................
Sango and Miroku headed quickly towards the light in the distance. The fog around them had seemed only to thicken as they had neared, and for a moment Miroku feared they were lost.
Soon though, the faint light came directly into focus, and they rushed into the courtyard of a very familiar looking shrine. Miroku tensed instantly, and his eyes traveled to the steps. From the dark doorway, a figure was approaching, and its energy chilled Miroku.
"Sango, hold you guard." He whispered, and his hand fell to the rosary beads that kept his wind tunnel trapped. Sango's eyes followed Miroku's gaze, and she squinted lightly through the fog to try and view the silhouetted figure approaching them. Slowly, the figure came into focus, and Miroku and Sango both had to catch their breath.
"Inuyasha?" Miroku asked unsurely, as a being that looked very much like Inuyasha emerged from the fog. It was then though, that Miroku caught sight of Inuyasha's eyes, and instantly he knew.
"Sango..." He said, his voice wavering. "Look at his eyes."
..................
Inuyasha stopped as his gaze settled upon the two mortals in front of him. His crimson eyes flickered with the desire for blood for a moment, but then his turned his gaze to the left. He could still smell his scent. He was nearby. He turned his gaze back to the two in front of him for a moment, as he heard the male, (...Miroku...) whisper something. The two had obvious been let in after Inuyasha's pray had let the barrier down to leave. The fool.
Inuyasha turned then, heading to his left and away from the foolish mortals that had stumbled upon him. He was too busy to deal with anything else at the moment. He would kill them later if they bothered him again. But for now – Only one thing was on his mind. He had to taste Naraku's blood.
............
Sango took a step after Inuyasha as he began to retreat, but Miroku caught her arm.
"Sango-chan, I beg of you. Do not follow him."
"But Inuyasha is—"
"Not himself." Miroku said, his voice dropping low as he gazed into Sango's eyes. "You know that as well as I do."
There was silence for a moment, and then Sango spoke.
"Kagome... Where is she?"
"I don't know, Sango-chan. But something..." Miroku said, gazing off in the foggy direction in which Inuyasha had retreated, "...tells me she is not alright."
Sango swallowed, and then gazed up at the shrine in front of them. Miroku turned towards it, and began to walk up it's steps slowly. Sango followed after him.
When Miroku reached the door though, he took no more then two steps in before his breath caught violently in his throat, and he turned back towards Sango.
"Sango-chan..." He said, searching for the words. Sango pushed past him though and stumbled inside of the shrine. There, against the wall of the shrine, sat Kikyou, crumbled in a ball and obviously lost of life, blood coating her throat, and in front of her, laying lifelessly and cold upon the wooden floor, was Kagome.
"Oh.... Miroku..." Sango whispered, her eyes wide, tears forming in them. "Look what he's done..."
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A/N: Sorry this took so long to update. Started to write it, but then my
computer froze and I lost all but the first five or seven paragraphs. I
can't say I like this version as much as my original, but I guess it came
out okay.
Oh – This new FanFiction update is p---ing me the f---- off. Just to let
you know. It's leaving out my indents and all this crap and I'm getting'
ticked. So if my format is off, it's because I threw a brick at my
computer and then decided not to give a crap. Sorry.
Kim