A/N: Konnichi wa, minna-san! Ideas for this story just keep circling about in my head and they won't leave me alone. So, here's chappie 2.
Still looking for a beta…::hint, hint::
Disclaimer: Inuyasha and company don't belong to me. It would be so nice if they actually did. But, guess what? It isn't gonna happen.
Aren't I Supposed to Kill You?: Chapter 2
This woman completely and utterly confused him. One minute she was an innocent maiden sitting pleasantly in the grass, and the next, she was a bundle of anger and malice. It was like she had simply dropped her mask, revealing her true self. And boy, was that self scaring the shit out of Inuyasha.
He had never had a woman look at him with such hatred before. Sure, being a pirate, and a hanyou, had earned him a few dirty looks, but she looked perfectly able and ready to kill him on the spot.
"You aren't a very observant little hanyou, are you?" She knew it was pretty stupid of her, but she couldn't help taunting him.
"What is that supposed to mean? Answer my question, damnit!"
"Maybe all that salt from the sea is clogging your nose. You surely don't mean to tell me you can't smell the blood on my hands?" Kagome held them out to him as though he really would be able to detect the blood of a thousand demons and humans alike. When he gave no reaction she stood, towering threateningly over his form on the ground.
Kagome wasn't at all proud of what she had become, but she had long ago resigned herself to the life she must lead. The youkai she had slain had been evil, heartless beings that hurt and killed innocents, and the men hadn't been much better. While she didn't expect him to cower at her feet, she felt some kind of reaction was proper. One doesn't tend to sit quietly while their killer gets her knife ready. Thoughts of exactly why Inuyasha should fear her crept forward, bringing angry tears to her eyes. It was happening again! Why the hell couldn't she keep her focus with this mission?!
Power seemed to crackle through the air as she shuddered and slammed her eyes shut, trying to shut out the memories. Rage flooded her veins; heating her blood and making her fingers twitch in eagerness. She tried, unsuccessfully, to calm herself by imagining all the ways she could kill him. When her eyes opened again, hints of pink glowed around the edges. Still the man gave no sign he had even heard her, staring blankly ahead. The horses knew something was wrong, and they began to whine and shy away from her as far as their tethers allowed.
"What about the hundreds of tears I cried after you and your crew killed my family in front of my innocent 10-year-old eyes? Or is it that you have killed so many people you can't remember? Tell me!"
At that, his amber eyes snapped to her, looking slightly irritated and insulted.
"I have never taken a human life. Never!" he rose as well, flaunting his advantage in height. The hanyou stood with his arms crossed over his chest and his feet spread, looking ready for any attack she might launch. 'Well, the heart isn't the only weak spot, Inuyasha,' she thought, already changing her mental strategy.
"It was you, there can be no mistake. The same silver hair, the same golden eyes. Unless you have an identical twin brother in the same profession…" she left the sentence hanging, waiting for him to take the bait.
"Wench, I don't have any bro—" he stopped mid-word, suddenly glaring rather fiercely at the ground. Fire glowed in his eyes as he looked back to her, the single word ripped from his throat in a hoarse growl, "Sesshoumaru."
It was pretty much the same with every target. She gives them an opening, they take it; they think they're off the hook and let their guard down; she launched one attack, and poof! Done as easily as that. Inuyasha didn't seem any different than the rest. What a pity.
Before he could blink, the captain found himself pinned to the scrawny tree with a dagger pressed to his collar.
Her face was inches from his own, and was slowly getting closer, as if she meant to kiss him. Her eyes were staring deep into his own, never wavering as one word, dripping sarcasm, slid passed her lips to his.
"Sure."
The next thing he knew, the girl was pushing her blade further into his throat. Soon she began cursing and growling as the fire-rat hair robes refused to cut. Inuyasha couldn't hold in the laughter any longer. That only seemed to irritate her further, and suddenly she was gone. Vanished. Almost like she had disappeared off the face of the earth. He couldn't see or hear her, and it didn't help that all he could smell was her. Her scent clung to him with a vengeance.
The assassin watched as her prey spun in circles a few times before plopping down on his rear in the grass again. 'This little tree was good for something after all,' she thought as she hid among the scraggly branches near the top. She was waiting for something, any hint that he had relaxed for a moment. But being the smart pirate he was, Inuyasha never let his guard down again, not even for a second. 'Oh well, here goes,' with that she soundlessly jumped to the ground at his feet.
In a instant her long sword was in her hand, and she stood patiently waiting for Inuyasha to get the hint and duel her. He looked at her for a moment before standing and drawing his cutlass with almost as much speed and finesse. 'Where was she hiding that—no! Bad thoughts! Concentrate!' he mentally berated himself.
He slid his blade up hers, almost to the hilt, before drawing it away.
"You sure you know what you're doing, little girl? Challenging a "pirate king" such as myself?" his words angered her all over again. How dare he call her a little girl! She had almost slit his throat a few minutes ago, and here he was taunting her!
"Show me your best," she sneered, readying her stance.
"Very well," he said. Then, almost faster than she could follow, he lunged forward. She only smiled and parried the sloppy strike. Every attack he tried, she blocked easily. It was almost as if she could read his mind and knew what he was going to do. Which she could, in a way. His muscles revealed his every move.
Inuyasha was having no such luck. This human was impossible to read. So when she started her own offensive, he could only save himself by a fraction of a second. Her blows came faster and harder, but he noticed she was only repeating a select few moves. Kagome found herself being more and more easily held at bay as Inuyasha began to correctly read her strikes. She only growled and began to fight with all her passion, all her hatred. Soon he was being pushed back with no chance to do anything but defend himself. Dust was flying up around the pair as their deadly dance continued. The heat had been oppressive before, but now the exertion strained their muscles and coated them in a sheen of sweat.
Neither noticed when the sun completely faded beyond the horizon and night brought with it a light drizzling rain. 'This is the most fun I've had in a long time,' Kagome thought with a wicked smile. 'It gets quite boring when they don't put up a fight.' Sweat and water soaked her hair, plastering it to her face. Her clothes clung snugly to her entire body, not leaving much to Inuyasha's imagination. 'Not that I'm looking,' he tried to tell himself. He wasn't faring much better. His big eyes and wild hair made him look like a ruffled little puppy.
The rain got steadily harder, and distant flares of lightning became the only light. Between flashes, Kagome had to rely on her miko senses while Inuyasha had no problem seeing her every move. It was a pretty equal match, until Kagome began to play dirty. She would tangle his sword with hers, pressing close to his body from chest to thighs. He couldn't fight his body's reaction to the press of young female flesh against his own for long. When they broke apart, she trailed a hand down his cheek. Jumping away, she crooked a finger for him to follow.
As abruptly as she had backed off, she came to a stop facing him and he crashed into her raised knee. Inuyasha groaned as he fell in the mud, clutching his abused crotch. She was crouched over him in a second, using her blade to turn his chin.
"I can't believe you fell for that one, Captain," Kagome said with a giggle. It had been almost too easy.
"Yeah, well…" he stuttered. "So you don't believe that I have a brother and that he killed your parents, not me?" Her smile faded, and that twisted look of anger marred her pretty face again. Inuyasha caught himself, 'What the hell am I thinking? She's not pretty, she's a damn monster!'
"I gave you the out, and I'm supposed to believe you?" she was incredulous. 'How dense is he?'
"Just figured I'd ask." He seemed to not care he was in a prone position with a sword to his neck.
"Any regrets, Captain?" she practically snarled.
"Only that I'm to be killed by a little slip of a woman like yourself." He certainly didn't look very remorseful. Laughter danced in his eyes, almost challenging her to kill him. Didn't he realize by now that that was what she did for a living? This man was so frustrating!
She growled at him, thrusting her blade viciously downwards…
**All done for today…The ideas keep coming, but I'll save them for later. So read and review!