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Not many reviews for this story... I know it's a little OOC but come on... anywho... maybe I'll get reviews for this chapter cause its got Inuyasha and Kagome fluff... hehe... Enjoy Chapter 6!!
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After a few days of rest, people began to ask me questions on how I survived the attack. I was still fearful to tell anyone, especially Naraku, that I had been rescued by a demon.
Rumors spread like wildfire anyway.
Stories were told that I had been rescued by a mysterious warrior, from another Indian tribe; and that he came up riding a magnificent white horse, and killed the possessed wolves that attacked me with a magical bow that could shoot as many as six arrows at a time.
No one knew the truth. Everywhere I would walk, other dreamers would confront me.
They said it must have been true love that brought an Indian brave to come to my rescue.
This idea was foolish, I knew for a fact, because, for one, I did not know if Inuyasha even liked me or if he had just happened to show up at the right place at the right time. And secondly, thinking about it brought back the painful memories of Dusty's death.
The younger children had the wildest of imaginations. They figured my rescue was close to a story about a trapped princess and a prince coming to rescue her.
I did not feel like a princess and I didn't know if Inuyasha was playing the part of a prince because after the attack I had not been able to lay eyes on him at all.
The tipi he had set up was taken down, and any traces of him disappeared. I wondered if Kikyou had recognized him.
I began to think that he was angry at me because I was so dumb minded.
My usual cheerfulness dropped greatly, my mind was in great thought and I wondered if I would ever be the same again.
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After over a week of idle thoughts and dreams, my head grew tired of thought. Society set in, and I was once again, a maid to my brother.
None of my friends came to visit me, only my youngest cousin, Shippo, would even speak to me.
Kikyou, on the other hand, seemed to be blackmailing me. I begged her not to say a word about my rescuer to Naraku, in turn, every time she was around she would hint at it, causing Naraku to become filled with angry questions.
One dull afternoon, Kikyou sat with me by the fire as I boiled water for cooking. The heat stimulated little talk between us, and I had no words to say to her.
A band of warriors rode over the hill and into camp, their bridles jingling as they passed. Naraku rode with them. They exchanged a few inaudible words and then called a council meeting.
The chiefs met as the day grew its hottest, the warriors stood around to listen, their gazes burning.
Being sister to a warrior I sat among the group, but I did not speak. Kouga came and kneeled next to me, he flashed me a silly smile, but I pretended not to notice him.
"...this may be the last warm day of the season, soon the land will be white with snow and the herds will move on..." one chief spoke to the group.
"The demons will follow the herds..."
"But the half-breeds will not... they will stay near the creek..."
"...they pose no threat."
"But they will steal our game."
A hush fell over the group. Naraku spoke up, "I say we no longer befriend half breeds. Their greedy mouths eat three times as much as we do. Besides, there are barely any left; most are killed off by full youkai, who hate the race."
"Still," spoke a chief, "If we continue a steady relationship, they can help us find scarce game."
"The only good demon is a dead demon." Another warrior shouted, and the surrounding group agreed. Shouts filled the air, until individual words became unable to hear.
"They can't be trusted!"
The oldest chief sighed and turned to face Naraku, "Can your warriors provide for the village all winter without the help of the half breeds?"
Naraku nodded, "I have never needed a demon to help me hunt, and I never intend on needing one." The young warriors all agreed and noise once again rose up among the council.
The old chief held up his hand to silence the crowd, "So be it." He spoke and the council broke.
My heart grew solemn, I wished the chief's had not given in so easily to Naraku's proposal, but then no one dared argue against him.
Kouga mistook my saddened face and emotions with those of fear. He drew me close in his rough arms, and whispered deep into my ear, "Do not worry my Kagome. I will not allow any youkai to hurt you." He planted a wet kiss on the side of my cheek.
I pushed him away, "It is not the youkai I worry about." I snapped and stood up and walked away.
Kouga gave chase, "You have a wild spirit Kagome; a spirit that I will soon tame."
"I am not a colt that needs breaking in." I told him.
Kouga gave a laugh, and grabbed my shoulder spinning me around to face him. I faced his lustful eyes and his drooling lips, I wanted to run, but Kouga held me to the spot.
"You are a challenge Kagome. A challenge that is full of rewards."
I narrowed my eyes, "I am no one's prize. Especially not one as slimy and discussing as you!"
Kouga raised his hand to strike me, I did not turn my cheek away, I welcomed his assault. Inches before his palm would reach my face he stopped and smiled again.
"Ahh, but Kagome, I have already won. Naraku has agreed with our marriage; I have given him the necessary gifts that a bride groom must present, and now I come to collect my bride."
My eyes widened at his words, my hands balled up into fists. I wanted to strike that stupid grin off of his face. I did not hold back my emotion. I raised my fist to strike him.
With a quick movement that was blurred by my eyes, Kouga caught my flying fist with a laugh.
"Ha, and I see now that I have your 'hand in marriage' as well." He continued to laugh, "Forgive me, my Kagome, but your weak efforts are laughable."
Oh now I hated this man, he dared to mock me. I female strength would fail me. My fear and anger turned to rage. I wished for the strength to fight back. My soul burned with a wanting of power.
I gripped the ground under my feet and narrowed my eyes. I could feel an inner monster pull at my muscles. A deep pulsating growl emitted from my throat. Then, before I could stop this inner monster from controlling me, I lunged at Kouga with my other fist.
My fist struck him in the side of the head with a blow that sounded in my ears like I had shattered his skull.
Kouga released my other hand as he fell to the ground. He let out a breath of shock, but caught himself before he fell all the way.
I took this opportunity to get away. I turned on my heels and bolted in the direction of the forest.
As I reached the tree line, I could hear Kouga curse to me, "You bitch... I'll kill you!" Then he began to give chase.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, but my ankle was still sore. Kouga would catch me for sure.
I held my arms up to block branches and leaves that I ran into. My heart raced and I breathed deep. The trees blew by my tearing eyes, and my legs moved by themselves.
Kouga's voice and footsteps were only a few yards behind me. I had to give up or face a fate worse then possessed wolves.
I could hear myself scream as I ran. My ankle burned under the pace I was attempting to run. My clothing caught on every root and vine, ripping the ends and scraping my chins.
Suddenly, I felt a huge force grab me from around my waist and pull violently. My head screamed at me, 'It's Kouga... he's caught you...'
But I was pulled off my feet and to the right; all in a smooth motion that seemed to be paused in time. I attempted to scream but a strong hand clamped itself over my mouth. I felt myself land on the ground and my back was pushed against another body.
"Quiet!" whispered a rough voice, but I still whimpered, even under the pressure of the hand around my mouth.
My breathing was loud and full of cries of pain and shock.
Unable to stop my noise, the hand removed itself and was replaced by a pair of soft, loving lips.
I could feel myself being kissed, and my whimpering stopped, I held by breath in shock and enjoyed the passionate feeling.
After a few seconds, the kisser pulled away from me, and turned his head to listen to the noises of the forest.
My vision cleared and I looked up at a familiar face, the profile of Inuyasha. His body was tense and his ears softly twitched as he listened for noise around us. With a quick movement of his tongue he licked the flavor of our kiss off of his lips and then closed his mouth again.
I had once again been saved by this young demon. I looked into his golden eyes that scanned the surrounding area. I longed to speak to him, "Inu..." I began, but he quickly stopped my words with a gently, clawed finger over my lips.
His golden eyes looked down on me and his mouth gave a small smile, as he shook his head for me to stay quiet.
After a few more moments he moved away from me and silently stood up onto his knees, peering around the area that we were hiding behind. Then he stood up all the way and walked a few paces outward, his ears listening and his nose sniffing the dense forest air.
Then he mumbled something that I could not hear and turned back to look at me from where he stood.
Our eyes met with each other. I stood up suddenly. I walked over to Inuyasha who followed me with his eyes as I approached. I looked at him deeply, thanking him with my eyes.
Inuyasha turned his head slightly making his long silver hair flutter.
With kind eyes and a gentle smile he held out his hand. I gazed from his face to his outstretched hand and back again.
'What did he want?' I wondered. 'Do I dare trust him?' But my heart told me that Inuyasha meant no harm.
I looked up again at Inuyasha's hand then placed my hand in his. Inuyasha's arm tensed up and I felt myself float off of the ground and into the air. In one swift motion I had risen into Inuyasha's arms. He carried me, again, as a groom would carry his bride and began to walk through the forest, his feet making no sound on the dry forest floor.
I blushed thousands of shades of red, but I couldn't help but stare at him. Inuyasha looked down at me and spoke softly, "Do you mind if I go a little faster?"
A lustrous feeling swept my body, as I shook my head. I felt a breeze hit my face and pull my hair, as Inuyasha increased his walk to a dash. He could run so fast and hardly make any noise at all.
I dared not ask where he was taking me, and I just enjoyed the adventure.
Out of the blue, the forest parted and a long open meadow with tall grasses and endless stream of flowers appeared through the trees. Inuyasha stopped running and stopped on the edge of the meadow.
I felt his chest lift as he inhaled the great fresh air. I breathed in too, letting the sweet smell of the wildflowers touch my senses and make me feel alive.
Inuyasha began to walk again but he walked so lightly through the tall grass, as if trying to be a silent as possible. He stopped in the center of the meadow and gently set me down on the warm grass.
Suddenly, his ears lay back on his head. I began to get worried, "what is..." I asked.
"Shh..." Inuyasha said lovingly.
Then, he turned and scanned his eyes over the meadow. Although I could not see his face, Inuyasha was smiling.
Out of know where he let out a great yell. As his yell ran through the meadow many soft green butterflies rose up from the tall grass and began to spread around us. They filled the sky in huge clouds, fluttering effortlessly in the wind. I smiled as I held out my hands and the gentle butterflies landed on my fingers waving their lime green wings.
I smiled until my face began to hurt. I felt my heart swell with love for this young demon who saved my life.
Not many reviews for this story... I know it's a little OOC but come on... anywho... maybe I'll get reviews for this chapter cause its got Inuyasha and Kagome fluff... hehe... Enjoy Chapter 6!!
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After a few days of rest, people began to ask me questions on how I survived the attack. I was still fearful to tell anyone, especially Naraku, that I had been rescued by a demon.
Rumors spread like wildfire anyway.
Stories were told that I had been rescued by a mysterious warrior, from another Indian tribe; and that he came up riding a magnificent white horse, and killed the possessed wolves that attacked me with a magical bow that could shoot as many as six arrows at a time.
No one knew the truth. Everywhere I would walk, other dreamers would confront me.
They said it must have been true love that brought an Indian brave to come to my rescue.
This idea was foolish, I knew for a fact, because, for one, I did not know if Inuyasha even liked me or if he had just happened to show up at the right place at the right time. And secondly, thinking about it brought back the painful memories of Dusty's death.
The younger children had the wildest of imaginations. They figured my rescue was close to a story about a trapped princess and a prince coming to rescue her.
I did not feel like a princess and I didn't know if Inuyasha was playing the part of a prince because after the attack I had not been able to lay eyes on him at all.
The tipi he had set up was taken down, and any traces of him disappeared. I wondered if Kikyou had recognized him.
I began to think that he was angry at me because I was so dumb minded.
My usual cheerfulness dropped greatly, my mind was in great thought and I wondered if I would ever be the same again.
~*~
After over a week of idle thoughts and dreams, my head grew tired of thought. Society set in, and I was once again, a maid to my brother.
None of my friends came to visit me, only my youngest cousin, Shippo, would even speak to me.
Kikyou, on the other hand, seemed to be blackmailing me. I begged her not to say a word about my rescuer to Naraku, in turn, every time she was around she would hint at it, causing Naraku to become filled with angry questions.
One dull afternoon, Kikyou sat with me by the fire as I boiled water for cooking. The heat stimulated little talk between us, and I had no words to say to her.
A band of warriors rode over the hill and into camp, their bridles jingling as they passed. Naraku rode with them. They exchanged a few inaudible words and then called a council meeting.
The chiefs met as the day grew its hottest, the warriors stood around to listen, their gazes burning.
Being sister to a warrior I sat among the group, but I did not speak. Kouga came and kneeled next to me, he flashed me a silly smile, but I pretended not to notice him.
"...this may be the last warm day of the season, soon the land will be white with snow and the herds will move on..." one chief spoke to the group.
"The demons will follow the herds..."
"But the half-breeds will not... they will stay near the creek..."
"...they pose no threat."
"But they will steal our game."
A hush fell over the group. Naraku spoke up, "I say we no longer befriend half breeds. Their greedy mouths eat three times as much as we do. Besides, there are barely any left; most are killed off by full youkai, who hate the race."
"Still," spoke a chief, "If we continue a steady relationship, they can help us find scarce game."
"The only good demon is a dead demon." Another warrior shouted, and the surrounding group agreed. Shouts filled the air, until individual words became unable to hear.
"They can't be trusted!"
The oldest chief sighed and turned to face Naraku, "Can your warriors provide for the village all winter without the help of the half breeds?"
Naraku nodded, "I have never needed a demon to help me hunt, and I never intend on needing one." The young warriors all agreed and noise once again rose up among the council.
The old chief held up his hand to silence the crowd, "So be it." He spoke and the council broke.
My heart grew solemn, I wished the chief's had not given in so easily to Naraku's proposal, but then no one dared argue against him.
Kouga mistook my saddened face and emotions with those of fear. He drew me close in his rough arms, and whispered deep into my ear, "Do not worry my Kagome. I will not allow any youkai to hurt you." He planted a wet kiss on the side of my cheek.
I pushed him away, "It is not the youkai I worry about." I snapped and stood up and walked away.
Kouga gave chase, "You have a wild spirit Kagome; a spirit that I will soon tame."
"I am not a colt that needs breaking in." I told him.
Kouga gave a laugh, and grabbed my shoulder spinning me around to face him. I faced his lustful eyes and his drooling lips, I wanted to run, but Kouga held me to the spot.
"You are a challenge Kagome. A challenge that is full of rewards."
I narrowed my eyes, "I am no one's prize. Especially not one as slimy and discussing as you!"
Kouga raised his hand to strike me, I did not turn my cheek away, I welcomed his assault. Inches before his palm would reach my face he stopped and smiled again.
"Ahh, but Kagome, I have already won. Naraku has agreed with our marriage; I have given him the necessary gifts that a bride groom must present, and now I come to collect my bride."
My eyes widened at his words, my hands balled up into fists. I wanted to strike that stupid grin off of his face. I did not hold back my emotion. I raised my fist to strike him.
With a quick movement that was blurred by my eyes, Kouga caught my flying fist with a laugh.
"Ha, and I see now that I have your 'hand in marriage' as well." He continued to laugh, "Forgive me, my Kagome, but your weak efforts are laughable."
Oh now I hated this man, he dared to mock me. I female strength would fail me. My fear and anger turned to rage. I wished for the strength to fight back. My soul burned with a wanting of power.
I gripped the ground under my feet and narrowed my eyes. I could feel an inner monster pull at my muscles. A deep pulsating growl emitted from my throat. Then, before I could stop this inner monster from controlling me, I lunged at Kouga with my other fist.
My fist struck him in the side of the head with a blow that sounded in my ears like I had shattered his skull.
Kouga released my other hand as he fell to the ground. He let out a breath of shock, but caught himself before he fell all the way.
I took this opportunity to get away. I turned on my heels and bolted in the direction of the forest.
As I reached the tree line, I could hear Kouga curse to me, "You bitch... I'll kill you!" Then he began to give chase.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, but my ankle was still sore. Kouga would catch me for sure.
I held my arms up to block branches and leaves that I ran into. My heart raced and I breathed deep. The trees blew by my tearing eyes, and my legs moved by themselves.
Kouga's voice and footsteps were only a few yards behind me. I had to give up or face a fate worse then possessed wolves.
I could hear myself scream as I ran. My ankle burned under the pace I was attempting to run. My clothing caught on every root and vine, ripping the ends and scraping my chins.
Suddenly, I felt a huge force grab me from around my waist and pull violently. My head screamed at me, 'It's Kouga... he's caught you...'
But I was pulled off my feet and to the right; all in a smooth motion that seemed to be paused in time. I attempted to scream but a strong hand clamped itself over my mouth. I felt myself land on the ground and my back was pushed against another body.
"Quiet!" whispered a rough voice, but I still whimpered, even under the pressure of the hand around my mouth.
My breathing was loud and full of cries of pain and shock.
Unable to stop my noise, the hand removed itself and was replaced by a pair of soft, loving lips.
I could feel myself being kissed, and my whimpering stopped, I held by breath in shock and enjoyed the passionate feeling.
After a few seconds, the kisser pulled away from me, and turned his head to listen to the noises of the forest.
My vision cleared and I looked up at a familiar face, the profile of Inuyasha. His body was tense and his ears softly twitched as he listened for noise around us. With a quick movement of his tongue he licked the flavor of our kiss off of his lips and then closed his mouth again.
I had once again been saved by this young demon. I looked into his golden eyes that scanned the surrounding area. I longed to speak to him, "Inu..." I began, but he quickly stopped my words with a gently, clawed finger over my lips.
His golden eyes looked down on me and his mouth gave a small smile, as he shook his head for me to stay quiet.
After a few more moments he moved away from me and silently stood up onto his knees, peering around the area that we were hiding behind. Then he stood up all the way and walked a few paces outward, his ears listening and his nose sniffing the dense forest air.
Then he mumbled something that I could not hear and turned back to look at me from where he stood.
Our eyes met with each other. I stood up suddenly. I walked over to Inuyasha who followed me with his eyes as I approached. I looked at him deeply, thanking him with my eyes.
Inuyasha turned his head slightly making his long silver hair flutter.
With kind eyes and a gentle smile he held out his hand. I gazed from his face to his outstretched hand and back again.
'What did he want?' I wondered. 'Do I dare trust him?' But my heart told me that Inuyasha meant no harm.
I looked up again at Inuyasha's hand then placed my hand in his. Inuyasha's arm tensed up and I felt myself float off of the ground and into the air. In one swift motion I had risen into Inuyasha's arms. He carried me, again, as a groom would carry his bride and began to walk through the forest, his feet making no sound on the dry forest floor.
I blushed thousands of shades of red, but I couldn't help but stare at him. Inuyasha looked down at me and spoke softly, "Do you mind if I go a little faster?"
A lustrous feeling swept my body, as I shook my head. I felt a breeze hit my face and pull my hair, as Inuyasha increased his walk to a dash. He could run so fast and hardly make any noise at all.
I dared not ask where he was taking me, and I just enjoyed the adventure.
Out of the blue, the forest parted and a long open meadow with tall grasses and endless stream of flowers appeared through the trees. Inuyasha stopped running and stopped on the edge of the meadow.
I felt his chest lift as he inhaled the great fresh air. I breathed in too, letting the sweet smell of the wildflowers touch my senses and make me feel alive.
Inuyasha began to walk again but he walked so lightly through the tall grass, as if trying to be a silent as possible. He stopped in the center of the meadow and gently set me down on the warm grass.
Suddenly, his ears lay back on his head. I began to get worried, "what is..." I asked.
"Shh..." Inuyasha said lovingly.
Then, he turned and scanned his eyes over the meadow. Although I could not see his face, Inuyasha was smiling.
Out of know where he let out a great yell. As his yell ran through the meadow many soft green butterflies rose up from the tall grass and began to spread around us. They filled the sky in huge clouds, fluttering effortlessly in the wind. I smiled as I held out my hands and the gentle butterflies landed on my fingers waving their lime green wings.
I smiled until my face began to hurt. I felt my heart swell with love for this young demon who saved my life.