Disclaimer: You know the drill "I don't own any of these characters,
except Seato-sune" bla bla bla...
A/N: Howdy everyone! Sorry I haven't written for awhile, but it's nearing the end of the school year and I want summer to come! Believe me, when summer does decide to roll around I will be permanently attached to my computer doing nothing but writing fan fics and playing online pool. Ciao!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Dazed and Confused*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Dawn broke out and a ray of light woke Miroku up. He stretched and rubbed his eyes. Then, noticing that his legs were warm and rather heavy, he looked down. To his delight he found a sleeping Sango lying across his lap. 'She must have fallen asleep on me' he thought devilishly. 'I'll just wake her with a subtle kiss...' he leaned down and puckered up. Just as he was about to give her a big kiss on the mouth her eyes fluttered open.
All that was heard from outside the little hut was a muffled scream, Miroku's voice saying, "No! It wasn't what it- hold on!" and a very painful sounding smack.
Soon after Sango stormed out followed by a crawling Miroku nursing a bright red cheek. "Sango! Wait! It wasn't what it looked like! Just give me a chance to explain!" She stopped and slowly turned to him with both arms crossed. He gulped and pretended to catch his breath while really trying to evade her death glare.
"I was only trying to wake you up. I tried moving you and even talking to you and you didn't wake up. I thought you were passed out and was concerned for your safety. So I was going to revive you through mouth to mouth resuscitation." Slowly he raised his eyes to her, hoping against hope she believed him.
Sango moved her look from Miroku to Kagome, who had also heard the story. All Kagome had to do was shake her head and Sango charged at Miroku. He barely had time to get up when she tackled him to the ground and furiously started tickling him.
"No! Stop! Get off me! Stop it –you wench! Please!" was all that could be heard between his laughing and crying. Kagome watched for a bit then headed into the hut silently laughing.
On a normal day she would have joined in with the tickle fight, but after last night... she didn't feel like doing much of anything.
Once Inuyasha had left her by the tree she made her way back to the cabin, too upset and exhausted to go after him. She'd like to think she had fallen asleep immediately, but she hadn't. She had stayed awake half the night thinking about Inuyasha and the other half wondering where he had gone and why he wasn't back yet.
'Why can't I stop thinking about him?!?' she wondered, mad at herself. 'All I want to do is get Naraku then leave this hell hole – and Inuyasha – forever...'
~*~
Inuyaha ran. He didn't know where he was going; all he knew was that he had to leave. So he ran aimlessly into the woods and night. Dodging branches, jumping over fallen logs, he felt like he was going nowhere. 'I have to get away' was all he thought.
"Why won't you leave me alone?!" he screamed as he went at breakneck speed to escape his demons.
He came to a clearing and fell to his knees, exhausted. Pain shot up his legs and chest and he heaved for breath. His head pounded; he leaned over and threw up then rolled onto his back and tried to make everything go away.
'Why? Why can't you leave me alone? Why are you always there, plaguing my thoughts?'
"Leave me alone!" he moaned into the night air. "I hate you..." he whispered.
He closed his eyes, and drifted into sleep.
Awhile later something woke him. He opened his eyes and squinted into the woods. After a few moments of nothing happening, he started to close his eyes.
A small figure darted from one tree to another. He opened his eyes wide and his body froze. He saw long flowing black hair. 'Kagome' he thought and sprang up. He started running towards her, ignoring the pain in his legs. But when he got closer, he knew something was terribly wrong. He stopped dead in his tracks and crouched down into the sand.
His nose caught onto the girl's scent, and it was nothing like Kagome's, or anything he had smelled before. It almost smelled like blueberries and burning wood. Inuyasha looked around, dazed and confused, wondering what was going on.
Soon, he saw the girl coming up the path. She walked hunched over, and like she was trying to hide, yet she was in plain view on the path. Inuyasha could smell her fear.
The girl got closer, and he could she was about 7 or 8. 'Why would a girl so young be out in the middle of the woods, alone, so late at night? There are thieves and worse things out here around now...'
The whole scene seemed wrong and out of place. He continued to watch her.
Suddenly she stopped. It was so abrupt that Inuyasha didn't even notice that she had stopped and had to focus his eyes back on her because they had kept traveling the path she was taking.
She listened for a moment, then slowly turned her head to face his. His heart stopped for an instance. Her icy glare penetrated through him and froze him to the spot. He knew she hadn't seen him because her eyes were a milky white, but her glare was so accurately and persistently hooked on where he sat hidden that he had second thoughts about what she could and couldn't see.
A small smile curled the corners of her delicate pink mouth and she let escape a small giggle. In a flash, her outline was a blur and suddenly she sat right in front of him, inches from his face peering into his eyes.
Alarmed and caught off guard he fell away, trying to escape those white eyes that looked at nothing but saw everything. She cocked her head to one side and reached a hand for him. Inuyasha frantically tried to move but somehow he was rooted to that spot and nothing he did could get him to move.
Slowly her hand came closer to his face. He closed his eyes and waited. The woods were silent and it seemed time froze. Nothing moved but the two of them. He shivered when he felt the cold fingertip on his cheek. The cold seemed to spread throughout his body, but he was powerless against it.
A blinding pain caused him to scream out. It felt like every part of him was being pulled and stabbed over and over. He couldn't move. All he could see was the little girl's face and sweat poured down his face. His body shook and he clenched his teeth. Just when he thought the pain was ebbing a new kind of pain set in. Images started appearing before him, just flashes, then they were gone, replaced by new images.
He saw him and Kikiyo walking through the woods, he saw himself strike her down, he was running, Kagome at the dance, Kikiyo dying, and arrow in the air, a burning city, his mother, Sango and Miroku dancing, Seato-sune running away, Kikiyo cursing him, Kikiyo kissing him then turning into Kagome, Sessho-maru convulsing by the pond, Naruto laughing, and they all stopped on the little girl's face.
The images stopped and all he saw was black. He didn't even realize that he had shut his eyes, they had just shut automatically, trying to drive out the images. Slowly he opened his eyes to see the little girl huddled next to the tree, her head in her arms.
He watched cautiously. His muscles ached and his whole body burned with fever and pain. He just wanted to sleep, but he had to know who that little girl was and what she did to him.
Finding that he could move again, he dragged his aching body slowly over to her, and hesitantly reached out to touch her arm. When his hand met her arm, she shuddered and started twitching. He leapt back and watched as she rolled around on the ground screaming and convulsing. Then she started laughing. A horrible, childish laugh, all the while never moving her eyes from his.
"What do you want?!" he screamed at her.
She tried to stop herself from twitching, but wasn't successful. That whipped the smile off her face. Now she started panicking, but that only worsened the twitching. She let out a high pitched scream and vanished, leaving only the echo of her scream reverberating in the silent woods.
Inuyasha fell to the ground exhausted and scared for his life for the first time in almost 50 years...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*The End~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A/N: I hope it's long enough that people won't yell at me.... Was it spooky though? Let me know!
A/N: Howdy everyone! Sorry I haven't written for awhile, but it's nearing the end of the school year and I want summer to come! Believe me, when summer does decide to roll around I will be permanently attached to my computer doing nothing but writing fan fics and playing online pool. Ciao!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Dazed and Confused*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Dawn broke out and a ray of light woke Miroku up. He stretched and rubbed his eyes. Then, noticing that his legs were warm and rather heavy, he looked down. To his delight he found a sleeping Sango lying across his lap. 'She must have fallen asleep on me' he thought devilishly. 'I'll just wake her with a subtle kiss...' he leaned down and puckered up. Just as he was about to give her a big kiss on the mouth her eyes fluttered open.
All that was heard from outside the little hut was a muffled scream, Miroku's voice saying, "No! It wasn't what it- hold on!" and a very painful sounding smack.
Soon after Sango stormed out followed by a crawling Miroku nursing a bright red cheek. "Sango! Wait! It wasn't what it looked like! Just give me a chance to explain!" She stopped and slowly turned to him with both arms crossed. He gulped and pretended to catch his breath while really trying to evade her death glare.
"I was only trying to wake you up. I tried moving you and even talking to you and you didn't wake up. I thought you were passed out and was concerned for your safety. So I was going to revive you through mouth to mouth resuscitation." Slowly he raised his eyes to her, hoping against hope she believed him.
Sango moved her look from Miroku to Kagome, who had also heard the story. All Kagome had to do was shake her head and Sango charged at Miroku. He barely had time to get up when she tackled him to the ground and furiously started tickling him.
"No! Stop! Get off me! Stop it –you wench! Please!" was all that could be heard between his laughing and crying. Kagome watched for a bit then headed into the hut silently laughing.
On a normal day she would have joined in with the tickle fight, but after last night... she didn't feel like doing much of anything.
Once Inuyasha had left her by the tree she made her way back to the cabin, too upset and exhausted to go after him. She'd like to think she had fallen asleep immediately, but she hadn't. She had stayed awake half the night thinking about Inuyasha and the other half wondering where he had gone and why he wasn't back yet.
'Why can't I stop thinking about him?!?' she wondered, mad at herself. 'All I want to do is get Naraku then leave this hell hole – and Inuyasha – forever...'
~*~
Inuyaha ran. He didn't know where he was going; all he knew was that he had to leave. So he ran aimlessly into the woods and night. Dodging branches, jumping over fallen logs, he felt like he was going nowhere. 'I have to get away' was all he thought.
"Why won't you leave me alone?!" he screamed as he went at breakneck speed to escape his demons.
He came to a clearing and fell to his knees, exhausted. Pain shot up his legs and chest and he heaved for breath. His head pounded; he leaned over and threw up then rolled onto his back and tried to make everything go away.
'Why? Why can't you leave me alone? Why are you always there, plaguing my thoughts?'
"Leave me alone!" he moaned into the night air. "I hate you..." he whispered.
He closed his eyes, and drifted into sleep.
Awhile later something woke him. He opened his eyes and squinted into the woods. After a few moments of nothing happening, he started to close his eyes.
A small figure darted from one tree to another. He opened his eyes wide and his body froze. He saw long flowing black hair. 'Kagome' he thought and sprang up. He started running towards her, ignoring the pain in his legs. But when he got closer, he knew something was terribly wrong. He stopped dead in his tracks and crouched down into the sand.
His nose caught onto the girl's scent, and it was nothing like Kagome's, or anything he had smelled before. It almost smelled like blueberries and burning wood. Inuyasha looked around, dazed and confused, wondering what was going on.
Soon, he saw the girl coming up the path. She walked hunched over, and like she was trying to hide, yet she was in plain view on the path. Inuyasha could smell her fear.
The girl got closer, and he could she was about 7 or 8. 'Why would a girl so young be out in the middle of the woods, alone, so late at night? There are thieves and worse things out here around now...'
The whole scene seemed wrong and out of place. He continued to watch her.
Suddenly she stopped. It was so abrupt that Inuyasha didn't even notice that she had stopped and had to focus his eyes back on her because they had kept traveling the path she was taking.
She listened for a moment, then slowly turned her head to face his. His heart stopped for an instance. Her icy glare penetrated through him and froze him to the spot. He knew she hadn't seen him because her eyes were a milky white, but her glare was so accurately and persistently hooked on where he sat hidden that he had second thoughts about what she could and couldn't see.
A small smile curled the corners of her delicate pink mouth and she let escape a small giggle. In a flash, her outline was a blur and suddenly she sat right in front of him, inches from his face peering into his eyes.
Alarmed and caught off guard he fell away, trying to escape those white eyes that looked at nothing but saw everything. She cocked her head to one side and reached a hand for him. Inuyasha frantically tried to move but somehow he was rooted to that spot and nothing he did could get him to move.
Slowly her hand came closer to his face. He closed his eyes and waited. The woods were silent and it seemed time froze. Nothing moved but the two of them. He shivered when he felt the cold fingertip on his cheek. The cold seemed to spread throughout his body, but he was powerless against it.
A blinding pain caused him to scream out. It felt like every part of him was being pulled and stabbed over and over. He couldn't move. All he could see was the little girl's face and sweat poured down his face. His body shook and he clenched his teeth. Just when he thought the pain was ebbing a new kind of pain set in. Images started appearing before him, just flashes, then they were gone, replaced by new images.
He saw him and Kikiyo walking through the woods, he saw himself strike her down, he was running, Kagome at the dance, Kikiyo dying, and arrow in the air, a burning city, his mother, Sango and Miroku dancing, Seato-sune running away, Kikiyo cursing him, Kikiyo kissing him then turning into Kagome, Sessho-maru convulsing by the pond, Naruto laughing, and they all stopped on the little girl's face.
The images stopped and all he saw was black. He didn't even realize that he had shut his eyes, they had just shut automatically, trying to drive out the images. Slowly he opened his eyes to see the little girl huddled next to the tree, her head in her arms.
He watched cautiously. His muscles ached and his whole body burned with fever and pain. He just wanted to sleep, but he had to know who that little girl was and what she did to him.
Finding that he could move again, he dragged his aching body slowly over to her, and hesitantly reached out to touch her arm. When his hand met her arm, she shuddered and started twitching. He leapt back and watched as she rolled around on the ground screaming and convulsing. Then she started laughing. A horrible, childish laugh, all the while never moving her eyes from his.
"What do you want?!" he screamed at her.
She tried to stop herself from twitching, but wasn't successful. That whipped the smile off her face. Now she started panicking, but that only worsened the twitching. She let out a high pitched scream and vanished, leaving only the echo of her scream reverberating in the silent woods.
Inuyasha fell to the ground exhausted and scared for his life for the first time in almost 50 years...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*The End~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A/N: I hope it's long enough that people won't yell at me.... Was it spooky though? Let me know!