Ha, took me even less time to get this up than I expected...heh...I still haven't touched the math...oh well! Hopefully this chapter will be a bit longer...
Disclaimer: Notice that it isn't called authorfiction?
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Chapter 2: Into the darkness
"Hey! What are you doing?" Inuyasha cried, startled out of his sleep by Kagome.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist..." She said with a sheepish grin. "I've been wanting to do that for years!" Despite her apology, she continued what she had been doing..."So soft..." She murmured.
"Hey, nobody touches the ears, ok?" He pulled her hands away. "Why would you want to anyway?" His ears twitched.
She giggled. Well, they're just so cute! And so soft and silky..." Ignoring his warning, she resumed rubbing his ears.
He glared at her but didn't make another move to stop her. "What's up, anyway? You haven't climbed in through my window in months."
She shrugged. "I guess I kind of wanted to apologize for this morning...I was just..." She trailed off, looking away.
"What?" He demanded, confused.
"Scared," she muttered under her breath.
He blinked. The high and mighty Kagome, self-proclaimed queen of Japan, admitting that she had been scared? And rubbing his ears? She never touched him...And the way she had looked at him earlier, he could have sworn...Nah. Couldn't be. "Anyway," she said, glaring at him as if daring him to say something, "I'm sorry. You were right, you did save my life today...So thank you." She smiled faintly, then stood up and walked over to the window. She swung one leg over the ledge, then looked back at him. "Good night, Inuyasha," she said softly, and faded away into the night.
He stared at the window for several minutes after, ears twitching. Cute, eh?
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Inuyasha found Kagome the next morning, sitting under the tree which used to house the tire swing. He looked up at the frayed rope hanging from the largest branch and snorted softly. Scared as she may have been, the memory of her suddenly flying through the air was pretty funny.
She glanced up at the sound, not looking particularly suprised to see him. They spent most of their time together, after all. They'd first met about six years ago, when Kagome's mother had moved to the small town on the outskirts of Kyoto. She'd been running...From the city, from Kagome's abusive father, from her entire past life. They had made a new life here, though, and Kagome had never been happier. She tended not to think of the past anymore...It was too painful. She preferred to live in the present, where everything was simple and content...Well, as simple as it got for a fifteen year old.
Inuyasha sat down next to her, amber eyes trained on her face. Odd, she hadn't greeted him. It wasn't like Kagome to be so quiet.
She looked up at him again a moment later as if sensing his thoughts, lifting a dandelion to her lips and blowing, some of the fluffy seeds brushing his face as the wind carried them away. She smiled. "Summer's coming."
He blinked. This was defenitely not like Kagome. "Uhh, yeah...That usually happens around this time of year," he said, giving her a strange look.
She looked up at him and laughed. "Yes, I suppose it does."
There was another moment of silence, Kagome looking thoughtful, and Inuyasha very confused. What the hell is up with her today?
"Inuyasha...." Kagome said slowly, her eyes sliding upwards to meet his, chocolate brown melting into amber with the intensity of the moment.
"...What?" He asked, surprised to find his voice contained the same tone as hers...quiet, soft almost. Weird.
"Did you ever think about...You know...You and me?"
He blinked. What is she...doing? "Ummm....Well, what do you mean, you and me?"
She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Guys. Oblivious. Well, he'll never understand unless I show him what I mean.... Her mind made up, though it went against her better judgement, she slowly leaned up and planted a soft kiss on his lips, barely a whisper of a touch.
Scarlet crept across Inuyasha's cheeks, much to his dismay, as he looked down at her, eyes wide in surprise. He certainly hadn't been expecting that!
He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off as a high-pitched scream echoed across the meadow. Kagome's head snapped up. "That came from my house!" She cried and sprinted towards her house, Inuyasha at her heels.
The scene that met them when they entered the house stopped Kagome's heart in her chest. "Mom!" She cried, and would have ran at the huge man who had just slapped her mother, had Inuyasha not grabbed her around the waist and held her back.
He pulled her back out through the door, hoping that the man hadn't noticed them in his obvious drunkenness. Kagome collapsed into his chest, sobbing. "It's my father," she said between sobs. "He's back...And he's hurting her again...He's never done anything but hurt her, but she kept going back to him...Until..." She stopped, realizing what she was doing. She had never told anybody about her father before. She wasn't sure she wanted to.
"Kagome," Inuyasha said, his voice cold and sharp as steel. "Did he ever lay a hand on you?"
She didn't answer, burying her head in his chest, trying to calm down and catch her breath.
He held her out at arm's length and looked at her. "Did he?"
She averted her eyes. "Kagome," he said more softly.
She blinked back fresh tears as the memories came flooding back. "He'd been doing it for years...My mother never knew...Until..." She trailed off, finally meeting his gaze, her eyes flooding with tears. "She caught him one day...He'd always been careful not to leave any mark, you see...Not any that were easily visible, anyway." She shook her head. "He was nothing if not cunning. That's why we moved...When my mother found out, she finally got the courage to leave him...But now..."
"He's not going to hurt you anymore," he said, amber eyes flashing dark. "You or your mother. He won't get away with this."
She sighed. "He always has...."
"Well it stops today." She was surprised by the note in his voice, the look in his eyes. She'd never seen him so angry. "What are you going to do...?" She asked, worried.
"Don't worry about me...You just stay here. I'll be back in a few minutes," he said, flashing her a reassuring smile before heading back into the house.
Kagome sank to the ground against the siding, wrapping her arms around her knees and trying not to cry. If her father came back into their lives...She wasn't sure she could survive it a second time.
She sprang to her feet at a howl from inside. "Inuyasha?" She said worriedly, peering around the door frame. Her eyes widened as she saw Inuyasha a foot off the ground, hanging by his neck in her father's iron grip. "No!" She screamed, all rational thought fleeing her mind as she ran towards him, grabbing a frying pan from the stove on her way. "Let him go!" She yelled, and slammed the frying pan over her father's head with all her strength.
He stared at her for a moment, a dazed look in his eyes, then suddenly dropped Inuyasha to the floor. He landed with a sickening thump. Kagome was torn between dropping to her knees to tend to Inuyasha, and keeping her eyes on her father. Dazed or not, he was defenitely still dangerous. She knew what he was capable of...Oh god, how she knew. She shuddered at the memory.
"Ka....gome..." Inuyasha murmered, half conscious. He had to protect her from this maniac...He was going to hurt her...His Kagome. No. Not if he stopped him.
He propped himself up on his elbows, and with as much effort as his body could muster, he stood to face Kagome's father. "You bastard," he spat. "Get the hell away from Kagome."
The man didn't respond, obviously thinking Inuyasha was no longer a threat, and he turned on Kagome. "Well well, what do we have here?" He leered at her, eyes roaming up and down her body. "You gew up nice, if you know what I mean," he said with a drunken chuckle, reaching out a hand towards her.
She slapped it away, fire in her eyes. She may not have been able to defend herself when she had been eight years old, but she was not about to put up with this idiot anymore. He had hurt her and her mother enough. At this thought her eyes turned towards the corner of the kitchen for a split second, to where her mother was lying unconscious, blood trickling down her chin from a deep cut on her lip. Her hands clenched. She wasn't going to-
In the split second her eyes had been in the other direction, her father had slammed her in the side of the head with his fist. The room went fuzzy as she sank to the floor. The last thing she saw was Inuyasha, his lips forming her name, though she couldn't hear his cry through the encroaching blackness. As her father slung her over his shoulder and moved out of the house, finally the pain faded, and everything went blissfully black.
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well, I promised angst, didn't I? I aim to please :p next chapter might take a few days...if I don't get to that math tomorrow, I'll never get around to it -makes face-
Disclaimer: Notice that it isn't called authorfiction?
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Chapter 2: Into the darkness
"Hey! What are you doing?" Inuyasha cried, startled out of his sleep by Kagome.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist..." She said with a sheepish grin. "I've been wanting to do that for years!" Despite her apology, she continued what she had been doing..."So soft..." She murmured.
"Hey, nobody touches the ears, ok?" He pulled her hands away. "Why would you want to anyway?" His ears twitched.
She giggled. Well, they're just so cute! And so soft and silky..." Ignoring his warning, she resumed rubbing his ears.
He glared at her but didn't make another move to stop her. "What's up, anyway? You haven't climbed in through my window in months."
She shrugged. "I guess I kind of wanted to apologize for this morning...I was just..." She trailed off, looking away.
"What?" He demanded, confused.
"Scared," she muttered under her breath.
He blinked. The high and mighty Kagome, self-proclaimed queen of Japan, admitting that she had been scared? And rubbing his ears? She never touched him...And the way she had looked at him earlier, he could have sworn...Nah. Couldn't be. "Anyway," she said, glaring at him as if daring him to say something, "I'm sorry. You were right, you did save my life today...So thank you." She smiled faintly, then stood up and walked over to the window. She swung one leg over the ledge, then looked back at him. "Good night, Inuyasha," she said softly, and faded away into the night.
He stared at the window for several minutes after, ears twitching. Cute, eh?
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Inuyasha found Kagome the next morning, sitting under the tree which used to house the tire swing. He looked up at the frayed rope hanging from the largest branch and snorted softly. Scared as she may have been, the memory of her suddenly flying through the air was pretty funny.
She glanced up at the sound, not looking particularly suprised to see him. They spent most of their time together, after all. They'd first met about six years ago, when Kagome's mother had moved to the small town on the outskirts of Kyoto. She'd been running...From the city, from Kagome's abusive father, from her entire past life. They had made a new life here, though, and Kagome had never been happier. She tended not to think of the past anymore...It was too painful. She preferred to live in the present, where everything was simple and content...Well, as simple as it got for a fifteen year old.
Inuyasha sat down next to her, amber eyes trained on her face. Odd, she hadn't greeted him. It wasn't like Kagome to be so quiet.
She looked up at him again a moment later as if sensing his thoughts, lifting a dandelion to her lips and blowing, some of the fluffy seeds brushing his face as the wind carried them away. She smiled. "Summer's coming."
He blinked. This was defenitely not like Kagome. "Uhh, yeah...That usually happens around this time of year," he said, giving her a strange look.
She looked up at him and laughed. "Yes, I suppose it does."
There was another moment of silence, Kagome looking thoughtful, and Inuyasha very confused. What the hell is up with her today?
"Inuyasha...." Kagome said slowly, her eyes sliding upwards to meet his, chocolate brown melting into amber with the intensity of the moment.
"...What?" He asked, surprised to find his voice contained the same tone as hers...quiet, soft almost. Weird.
"Did you ever think about...You know...You and me?"
He blinked. What is she...doing? "Ummm....Well, what do you mean, you and me?"
She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Guys. Oblivious. Well, he'll never understand unless I show him what I mean.... Her mind made up, though it went against her better judgement, she slowly leaned up and planted a soft kiss on his lips, barely a whisper of a touch.
Scarlet crept across Inuyasha's cheeks, much to his dismay, as he looked down at her, eyes wide in surprise. He certainly hadn't been expecting that!
He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off as a high-pitched scream echoed across the meadow. Kagome's head snapped up. "That came from my house!" She cried and sprinted towards her house, Inuyasha at her heels.
The scene that met them when they entered the house stopped Kagome's heart in her chest. "Mom!" She cried, and would have ran at the huge man who had just slapped her mother, had Inuyasha not grabbed her around the waist and held her back.
He pulled her back out through the door, hoping that the man hadn't noticed them in his obvious drunkenness. Kagome collapsed into his chest, sobbing. "It's my father," she said between sobs. "He's back...And he's hurting her again...He's never done anything but hurt her, but she kept going back to him...Until..." She stopped, realizing what she was doing. She had never told anybody about her father before. She wasn't sure she wanted to.
"Kagome," Inuyasha said, his voice cold and sharp as steel. "Did he ever lay a hand on you?"
She didn't answer, burying her head in his chest, trying to calm down and catch her breath.
He held her out at arm's length and looked at her. "Did he?"
She averted her eyes. "Kagome," he said more softly.
She blinked back fresh tears as the memories came flooding back. "He'd been doing it for years...My mother never knew...Until..." She trailed off, finally meeting his gaze, her eyes flooding with tears. "She caught him one day...He'd always been careful not to leave any mark, you see...Not any that were easily visible, anyway." She shook her head. "He was nothing if not cunning. That's why we moved...When my mother found out, she finally got the courage to leave him...But now..."
"He's not going to hurt you anymore," he said, amber eyes flashing dark. "You or your mother. He won't get away with this."
She sighed. "He always has...."
"Well it stops today." She was surprised by the note in his voice, the look in his eyes. She'd never seen him so angry. "What are you going to do...?" She asked, worried.
"Don't worry about me...You just stay here. I'll be back in a few minutes," he said, flashing her a reassuring smile before heading back into the house.
Kagome sank to the ground against the siding, wrapping her arms around her knees and trying not to cry. If her father came back into their lives...She wasn't sure she could survive it a second time.
She sprang to her feet at a howl from inside. "Inuyasha?" She said worriedly, peering around the door frame. Her eyes widened as she saw Inuyasha a foot off the ground, hanging by his neck in her father's iron grip. "No!" She screamed, all rational thought fleeing her mind as she ran towards him, grabbing a frying pan from the stove on her way. "Let him go!" She yelled, and slammed the frying pan over her father's head with all her strength.
He stared at her for a moment, a dazed look in his eyes, then suddenly dropped Inuyasha to the floor. He landed with a sickening thump. Kagome was torn between dropping to her knees to tend to Inuyasha, and keeping her eyes on her father. Dazed or not, he was defenitely still dangerous. She knew what he was capable of...Oh god, how she knew. She shuddered at the memory.
"Ka....gome..." Inuyasha murmered, half conscious. He had to protect her from this maniac...He was going to hurt her...His Kagome. No. Not if he stopped him.
He propped himself up on his elbows, and with as much effort as his body could muster, he stood to face Kagome's father. "You bastard," he spat. "Get the hell away from Kagome."
The man didn't respond, obviously thinking Inuyasha was no longer a threat, and he turned on Kagome. "Well well, what do we have here?" He leered at her, eyes roaming up and down her body. "You gew up nice, if you know what I mean," he said with a drunken chuckle, reaching out a hand towards her.
She slapped it away, fire in her eyes. She may not have been able to defend herself when she had been eight years old, but she was not about to put up with this idiot anymore. He had hurt her and her mother enough. At this thought her eyes turned towards the corner of the kitchen for a split second, to where her mother was lying unconscious, blood trickling down her chin from a deep cut on her lip. Her hands clenched. She wasn't going to-
In the split second her eyes had been in the other direction, her father had slammed her in the side of the head with his fist. The room went fuzzy as she sank to the floor. The last thing she saw was Inuyasha, his lips forming her name, though she couldn't hear his cry through the encroaching blackness. As her father slung her over his shoulder and moved out of the house, finally the pain faded, and everything went blissfully black.
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well, I promised angst, didn't I? I aim to please :p next chapter might take a few days...if I don't get to that math tomorrow, I'll never get around to it -makes face-