Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha.
A/N- Like a ton of people are yelling at me for my short chappies...GOMEN! I'll try to make them longer...Yeah and Kikyou wont show up until the next 2 chappies, so enjoy the time you have without her! –dodges thrown objects- Sorry, but every fic has to have a lil drama, ne? Oh yeah, lol, you people are probably wondering what ever happened to Kags moms' body, huh? Well it'll all be explained in this chappie. And! I will try to make my chappies longer, okily doke? Oh yes! If anybody has e-mailed me, my hotmail is not working properly at my moms' house so I can e-mail you back on Wednesday or the weekend. –sigh- Disadvantages of divorced parents, ne? So, I am sorry that I can't e-mail you back quickly... Stinky Document Manager was down! –grumbles- Ah well, enjoy.
Oyasumi Nasai
Nya-chan
----------It Can't Be So--------Chapter 6-------- Broken Wings-----------
Kagome sighed, watching Sango's hands wind the pearl colored bandages around her foot. She thought back to when Inuyasha said something about Ikiyou ((lol Ikiyou...)) or Kikyou, something of the sort. Shortly after Miroku and his perverted mind came up the stairs, commenting on the position they had been in.
Kagome now had an undesirable hate for Naraku. He killed her mother, and she wanted revenge. Her eyes unwillingly welled up with tears, but she forced them down, vowing never to cry again, no matter what the situation. After they had come back down the stairs to the kitchen, Sango's arm wrapped comfortingly around her shoulders, the phone rang.
Kagome had limped quickly to the phone, picking it up in a quick jerky movement. It had been Kaede, telling Kagome, after the deepest apologies, that she had to stay with Arisu for another week because her mother had to leave on business. Kagome, not wanting her aunt to get mixed up in this personal hell, told her not to worry and was fairing well, but in truth was shattered.
Kagome was pulled out of her depressing thoughts when Sango said softly, "Kagome, lift you pant legs so I can see the wounds."
"Oh, yes, forgive me Sango-chan I was not paying attention," Kagome said, smiling softly.
"That can be understood Kagome."
Kagome glanced about the room. Inuyasha had his feet propped upon the mahogany coffee table, engrossed in his own thoughts. Miroku leaned against the maroon colored wall, eyes gazing heavenward. She still hadn't explained what happened, but promised to when Sango was done dressing her wounds. She had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach, her heart clenched painfully when she remembered the dangerous words Naraku had spoken.
"If you saw anything Kagome, you better not tell anyone or, I will kill every single, one of your friends, just like I did your mother."
Her mother...she didn't want to lose the only friends she had at the moment just because of her messed up life. She sighed and leaned back further onto the old chair, shifting her legs to a more comfortable position on the small stool beneath them. She clenched her hands into fists when Sango dabbed alcohol onto her cuts, long nails curling into her palm causing blood to trickle down her hands.
Inuyasha looked up sharply at the smell of Kagome's fresh blood, the metallic smell filling his nostrils. He looked to her hands where the said blood was trickling down her palms. He sighed, as of late he hadn't been speaking much, mulling over old memories. Kikyou...he had the chance to go and avenge her death this very moment, but some sense was in that thick skull of his.
At least have a plan of action instead of barging in like a madman. Plus Kagome was in no condition to be left alone. He knew not why he cared so deeply for the human, every time she touched him, even just the slightest brushing of hands, sparked his desire. Shoving those thoughts aside he thought once more of Kikyou, not bothering to meet Kagome's searching gaze.
"Kagome-chan I am done with your wounds," Sango said softly, sitting deftly on the couch. Inuyasha scooted over, allowing Miroku to sit beside Sango, a wicked gleam in his eyes.
"Now speak, Kagome-chan," Miroku said looking into her blue-grey orbs. Kagome had an odd feeling that she was being interrogated...
"Well I suppose I should start at the beginning," at their swift nods she continued, "Well, while I was out with friends Naraku killed my mother, shortly after they told me her body was going to be examined and I was to live with a family member. So then I came here, with ba-chan. Just today after Shippou and Kaede left I witnessed Naraku dumping a black body bag into the dumpster that the renovators left, when I was just about to see who or what he had thrown in it, he came home. He didn't see me, but shortly after I had gotten home he came over and told me that he knew I was there. He said...he said that if I told anybody he would kill all of you, just like he did my mother..."
"So you're saying you haven't seen your mothers body since the murder?" Sango inquired.
"Yes, I've no idea if they'll ever send it back...though I've called many times, they said it was government property. My mothers' body...government property..." she said faintly.
"Yes, but Naraku may have very well stolen your mothers' body because he left some faint trace of evidence that could identify him as her killer," Miroku said, glancing at Inuyasha and Sango.
"So, the body he dumped might be my mothers?" she asked, faint traces of hope lacing through her scent. Inuyasha grunted, why give the girl false hopes? It may be some other person; every body knew Naraku was some psycho killer who randomly decided to ruin somebody's life for fun.
"It might, but also might not, we have all, Sango, Inuyasha, and I, lost someone by Naraku, so we all know of his insidious plots," Miroku stated warily.
"You mean, you have all had run ins with Naraku?" she asked, surprise etching her soft features.
"Yes, we follow him, looking for ways to find and kill him.... "
"I see...so how long have you actually been here? You must be new..."
"Only for about 2 months, some mole that we planted in his gang said he would be moving here shortly, so we came as quickly as possible," she said, eyeing Kagome to see how she was reacting.
"So basically, there's a war going on in the streets? People who've lost someone by Naraku are fighting against him?" she asked, looking at the three of them.
"Basically... but Kagome since your aunt shall be gone for a week, I suggest you stay with one of us," Miroku said, wicked gleam in his violet eyes.
"I guess I'll stay with Sango them," Kagome said, grinning when Miroku looked crest-fallen, then added quietly, "Maybe later you guys could tell me what happened to each of you..." Sango stiffened and Miroku's wandering hands stopped an inch from Sango's ass. Inuyasha looked a way, not wanting to tell Kagome of his past lover.
"Or...maybe not..." she said, smiling in understanding. It has been hard to tell them of what had been going on in her life, but, she thought reasonably, let them tell her in their own time.
Sango sighed, bringing a hand through her raven tresses.
"Miroku! You perv!" she yelled, spinning around to Miroku, ready to give him a piece of her mind when...the hot breath of a large youkai coiled around her neck. Sango, spinning around to face Miroku had not noticed the ice youkai, but Miroku did. The ice youkais' clawed hands were just about to rip her soft flesh, but Miroku swapped their places, him getting the brunt of the blow.
((gods I suck at battle scenes))
Sango stared a minute at Miroku...just about to scream in terror at the blood seeping through his kimono, when a large white orb of energy hit the youkai. She turned her head slowly, gazing into Kagome's blue-grey eyes.
Kagome stared at her hand like it grew another finger, the blue hue leaving her hand completely.
"Heh heh.... sorry?" she said looking at the purified demon. Obviously, the group had a few more things to discuss.
Sango looked at the girl, surprise filling her eyes, but worry soon after. She hurried to Miroku, looking down at his still form. She bent to her knees, whispering, "Miroku, get up, please!"
Soon after a loud slap rang through the quiet house, a red faced Miroku grinning like the baka he is.
"Perv!" Sango screeched, her face flushed with embarrassment. Then soon turned to relief as she embraced the man lying upon the olive colored floor. "You idiot, you scared me half to fucking death!" she yelled, tears welling up in her eyes.
Kagome nudged Inuyasha, saying silently that they should leave the two alone. They strolled out of the room, Kagome glancing at the pile of ashes that used to be a youkai, completely unnoticed by the couple embracing.
Boy, just a month ago she thought it would be strange to eat green beans with sour milk, but this was far fetched. She had been dragged from her normal, usual teenage life into some twisted nightmare.
Kami, what had she done to deserve this?
She gazed heavenward, silently berating lady luck before she turned to Inuyasha.
"Hey Inuyasha? I was wondering what I did just then...kinda scary on my account..." she said plopping down at the kitchen table.
"You're a miko," he stated matter-of-factly.
"How can I be a miko without being aware?"
"Because your power hadn't been awakened until you basically burnt that youkai to a crisp..." he said, eyes high with amusement, "My guess is that since someone you cared for was in danger, your miko blood reacted by attacking the one who had endangered that person. At least, that's my guess."
Kami-sama, who new Inuyasha had a brain when he wanted one.
Kagome clapped her hands, applauding his speech, "Wow, Inuyasha, the most words I've seen you use!"
"Keh, shut up bitch," he said getting up from his position on the chair to find something to eat.
"Hey, baka, got any ramen?" he asked in his usual gruff tone.
"Um," she thought, tapping her forefinger on her chin, "Yeah, like right in FRONT of you!!"
He looked onto the countertop and saw a package of ramen. He blushed slightly, "Keh!"
((aw, Inu-chan BLUSHING! Now all we need to do is get his shirt off....))
He stood there a few moments, making irritating circling motions with his foot.
"Well! Aren't you going to eat it? Or do you randomly go around asking for ramen and then just stand there like some stupefied baka?" she asked, eyes filled with irritation, following his foot into dizzying circling motions.
"Uh..." he said hesitantly, blushing again, "Uh, um, yeah, well, um, I don't know how to cook...." Fidgeting under her gaze he stared at the white tile floor.
Absently wondering what Miroku and Sango were doing, she got up and took the ramen package.
"Baka," she muttered under her breath towards Inuyasha.
"I heard that, bitch!"
She crossed her arms, package still in hand, saying slowly as if talking to a dull witted child, "Do you want me to cook you this ramen or not? I can easily throw it away," dangling the small package above the trash, making her point clear.
"No! No, okay, okay, okay! I'm sorry! Now cook and don't throw away!" he all but yelled, just as a red faced Sango and a bandaged Miroku walked in. Kagome raised her brows at the couple, Sango blushing when she caught Kagome's inquisitive gaze mouthing, 'I'll tell you later'
Kagome smiled and nodded, turning to the stove.
Oh joy, she got to cook for the dog-eared hanyou.
Oh, what great joy she felt today.
Believe me I could have just kept on writing! But if I wrote too much then there'd be nothing for tomorrow, and we wouldn't want that now would we? -- Oh yes, I would also like to state.... DIE KIKYOU! DIE AND STAY DEAD! GO TO HELL, FOR THAT'S WHERE YOU BELONG! Yeah, needed to get that outta my system.... . Anywhoness, if you read spellfire, I'm probably gonna post some chappies tomorrow, okily doke? Yay! –does victory dance- I have over 15 reviews...me so happy! THANK YOU REVIEWERS! YOU MAKE MY DAY!
Ja Na!
Nya-chan (-sama)
A/N- Like a ton of people are yelling at me for my short chappies...GOMEN! I'll try to make them longer...Yeah and Kikyou wont show up until the next 2 chappies, so enjoy the time you have without her! –dodges thrown objects- Sorry, but every fic has to have a lil drama, ne? Oh yeah, lol, you people are probably wondering what ever happened to Kags moms' body, huh? Well it'll all be explained in this chappie. And! I will try to make my chappies longer, okily doke? Oh yes! If anybody has e-mailed me, my hotmail is not working properly at my moms' house so I can e-mail you back on Wednesday or the weekend. –sigh- Disadvantages of divorced parents, ne? So, I am sorry that I can't e-mail you back quickly... Stinky Document Manager was down! –grumbles- Ah well, enjoy.
Oyasumi Nasai
Nya-chan
----------It Can't Be So--------Chapter 6-------- Broken Wings-----------
Kagome sighed, watching Sango's hands wind the pearl colored bandages around her foot. She thought back to when Inuyasha said something about Ikiyou ((lol Ikiyou...)) or Kikyou, something of the sort. Shortly after Miroku and his perverted mind came up the stairs, commenting on the position they had been in.
Kagome now had an undesirable hate for Naraku. He killed her mother, and she wanted revenge. Her eyes unwillingly welled up with tears, but she forced them down, vowing never to cry again, no matter what the situation. After they had come back down the stairs to the kitchen, Sango's arm wrapped comfortingly around her shoulders, the phone rang.
Kagome had limped quickly to the phone, picking it up in a quick jerky movement. It had been Kaede, telling Kagome, after the deepest apologies, that she had to stay with Arisu for another week because her mother had to leave on business. Kagome, not wanting her aunt to get mixed up in this personal hell, told her not to worry and was fairing well, but in truth was shattered.
Kagome was pulled out of her depressing thoughts when Sango said softly, "Kagome, lift you pant legs so I can see the wounds."
"Oh, yes, forgive me Sango-chan I was not paying attention," Kagome said, smiling softly.
"That can be understood Kagome."
Kagome glanced about the room. Inuyasha had his feet propped upon the mahogany coffee table, engrossed in his own thoughts. Miroku leaned against the maroon colored wall, eyes gazing heavenward. She still hadn't explained what happened, but promised to when Sango was done dressing her wounds. She had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach, her heart clenched painfully when she remembered the dangerous words Naraku had spoken.
"If you saw anything Kagome, you better not tell anyone or, I will kill every single, one of your friends, just like I did your mother."
Her mother...she didn't want to lose the only friends she had at the moment just because of her messed up life. She sighed and leaned back further onto the old chair, shifting her legs to a more comfortable position on the small stool beneath them. She clenched her hands into fists when Sango dabbed alcohol onto her cuts, long nails curling into her palm causing blood to trickle down her hands.
Inuyasha looked up sharply at the smell of Kagome's fresh blood, the metallic smell filling his nostrils. He looked to her hands where the said blood was trickling down her palms. He sighed, as of late he hadn't been speaking much, mulling over old memories. Kikyou...he had the chance to go and avenge her death this very moment, but some sense was in that thick skull of his.
At least have a plan of action instead of barging in like a madman. Plus Kagome was in no condition to be left alone. He knew not why he cared so deeply for the human, every time she touched him, even just the slightest brushing of hands, sparked his desire. Shoving those thoughts aside he thought once more of Kikyou, not bothering to meet Kagome's searching gaze.
"Kagome-chan I am done with your wounds," Sango said softly, sitting deftly on the couch. Inuyasha scooted over, allowing Miroku to sit beside Sango, a wicked gleam in his eyes.
"Now speak, Kagome-chan," Miroku said looking into her blue-grey orbs. Kagome had an odd feeling that she was being interrogated...
"Well I suppose I should start at the beginning," at their swift nods she continued, "Well, while I was out with friends Naraku killed my mother, shortly after they told me her body was going to be examined and I was to live with a family member. So then I came here, with ba-chan. Just today after Shippou and Kaede left I witnessed Naraku dumping a black body bag into the dumpster that the renovators left, when I was just about to see who or what he had thrown in it, he came home. He didn't see me, but shortly after I had gotten home he came over and told me that he knew I was there. He said...he said that if I told anybody he would kill all of you, just like he did my mother..."
"So you're saying you haven't seen your mothers body since the murder?" Sango inquired.
"Yes, I've no idea if they'll ever send it back...though I've called many times, they said it was government property. My mothers' body...government property..." she said faintly.
"Yes, but Naraku may have very well stolen your mothers' body because he left some faint trace of evidence that could identify him as her killer," Miroku said, glancing at Inuyasha and Sango.
"So, the body he dumped might be my mothers?" she asked, faint traces of hope lacing through her scent. Inuyasha grunted, why give the girl false hopes? It may be some other person; every body knew Naraku was some psycho killer who randomly decided to ruin somebody's life for fun.
"It might, but also might not, we have all, Sango, Inuyasha, and I, lost someone by Naraku, so we all know of his insidious plots," Miroku stated warily.
"You mean, you have all had run ins with Naraku?" she asked, surprise etching her soft features.
"Yes, we follow him, looking for ways to find and kill him.... "
"I see...so how long have you actually been here? You must be new..."
"Only for about 2 months, some mole that we planted in his gang said he would be moving here shortly, so we came as quickly as possible," she said, eyeing Kagome to see how she was reacting.
"So basically, there's a war going on in the streets? People who've lost someone by Naraku are fighting against him?" she asked, looking at the three of them.
"Basically... but Kagome since your aunt shall be gone for a week, I suggest you stay with one of us," Miroku said, wicked gleam in his violet eyes.
"I guess I'll stay with Sango them," Kagome said, grinning when Miroku looked crest-fallen, then added quietly, "Maybe later you guys could tell me what happened to each of you..." Sango stiffened and Miroku's wandering hands stopped an inch from Sango's ass. Inuyasha looked a way, not wanting to tell Kagome of his past lover.
"Or...maybe not..." she said, smiling in understanding. It has been hard to tell them of what had been going on in her life, but, she thought reasonably, let them tell her in their own time.
Sango sighed, bringing a hand through her raven tresses.
"Miroku! You perv!" she yelled, spinning around to Miroku, ready to give him a piece of her mind when...the hot breath of a large youkai coiled around her neck. Sango, spinning around to face Miroku had not noticed the ice youkai, but Miroku did. The ice youkais' clawed hands were just about to rip her soft flesh, but Miroku swapped their places, him getting the brunt of the blow.
((gods I suck at battle scenes))
Sango stared a minute at Miroku...just about to scream in terror at the blood seeping through his kimono, when a large white orb of energy hit the youkai. She turned her head slowly, gazing into Kagome's blue-grey eyes.
Kagome stared at her hand like it grew another finger, the blue hue leaving her hand completely.
"Heh heh.... sorry?" she said looking at the purified demon. Obviously, the group had a few more things to discuss.
Sango looked at the girl, surprise filling her eyes, but worry soon after. She hurried to Miroku, looking down at his still form. She bent to her knees, whispering, "Miroku, get up, please!"
Soon after a loud slap rang through the quiet house, a red faced Miroku grinning like the baka he is.
"Perv!" Sango screeched, her face flushed with embarrassment. Then soon turned to relief as she embraced the man lying upon the olive colored floor. "You idiot, you scared me half to fucking death!" she yelled, tears welling up in her eyes.
Kagome nudged Inuyasha, saying silently that they should leave the two alone. They strolled out of the room, Kagome glancing at the pile of ashes that used to be a youkai, completely unnoticed by the couple embracing.
Boy, just a month ago she thought it would be strange to eat green beans with sour milk, but this was far fetched. She had been dragged from her normal, usual teenage life into some twisted nightmare.
Kami, what had she done to deserve this?
She gazed heavenward, silently berating lady luck before she turned to Inuyasha.
"Hey Inuyasha? I was wondering what I did just then...kinda scary on my account..." she said plopping down at the kitchen table.
"You're a miko," he stated matter-of-factly.
"How can I be a miko without being aware?"
"Because your power hadn't been awakened until you basically burnt that youkai to a crisp..." he said, eyes high with amusement, "My guess is that since someone you cared for was in danger, your miko blood reacted by attacking the one who had endangered that person. At least, that's my guess."
Kami-sama, who new Inuyasha had a brain when he wanted one.
Kagome clapped her hands, applauding his speech, "Wow, Inuyasha, the most words I've seen you use!"
"Keh, shut up bitch," he said getting up from his position on the chair to find something to eat.
"Hey, baka, got any ramen?" he asked in his usual gruff tone.
"Um," she thought, tapping her forefinger on her chin, "Yeah, like right in FRONT of you!!"
He looked onto the countertop and saw a package of ramen. He blushed slightly, "Keh!"
((aw, Inu-chan BLUSHING! Now all we need to do is get his shirt off....))
He stood there a few moments, making irritating circling motions with his foot.
"Well! Aren't you going to eat it? Or do you randomly go around asking for ramen and then just stand there like some stupefied baka?" she asked, eyes filled with irritation, following his foot into dizzying circling motions.
"Uh..." he said hesitantly, blushing again, "Uh, um, yeah, well, um, I don't know how to cook...." Fidgeting under her gaze he stared at the white tile floor.
Absently wondering what Miroku and Sango were doing, she got up and took the ramen package.
"Baka," she muttered under her breath towards Inuyasha.
"I heard that, bitch!"
She crossed her arms, package still in hand, saying slowly as if talking to a dull witted child, "Do you want me to cook you this ramen or not? I can easily throw it away," dangling the small package above the trash, making her point clear.
"No! No, okay, okay, okay! I'm sorry! Now cook and don't throw away!" he all but yelled, just as a red faced Sango and a bandaged Miroku walked in. Kagome raised her brows at the couple, Sango blushing when she caught Kagome's inquisitive gaze mouthing, 'I'll tell you later'
Kagome smiled and nodded, turning to the stove.
Oh joy, she got to cook for the dog-eared hanyou.
Oh, what great joy she felt today.
Believe me I could have just kept on writing! But if I wrote too much then there'd be nothing for tomorrow, and we wouldn't want that now would we? -- Oh yes, I would also like to state.... DIE KIKYOU! DIE AND STAY DEAD! GO TO HELL, FOR THAT'S WHERE YOU BELONG! Yeah, needed to get that outta my system.... . Anywhoness, if you read spellfire, I'm probably gonna post some chappies tomorrow, okily doke? Yay! –does victory dance- I have over 15 reviews...me so happy! THANK YOU REVIEWERS! YOU MAKE MY DAY!
Ja Na!
Nya-chan (-sama)