Rabid: Yay! I'm finally updating this fic. Well, I know I should've done this long ago, but yea, heh, atleast I'm doin it now! -; I don't own Inu Yasha. I'm warning you all, Kagome will probably seem a little out of character, because she annoys me with her preppyness sometimes. nn; Oh yeah, and its written from her point of view. Sorry to all my reviewers who were waiting patiently, hope yer still reading. n.n;
I believe the others have yet to discover my blessing....they sense something has changed, that much I know. Yet they seem hesitant to ask me what it is that has become so different. Sometimes I spy them eyeing the orb hanging from my neck. I've still remained always in my human form around them, never trotting around as a demon nor goddess.
I know I have to tell them before a battle, or they may see my form and be distracted, they could be wounded horribly. I feel eyes upon me, and a low rumble emits the depths of my vocal chords. The others stop and stare at me, wondering where itd come from. I hate being stared at, it makes me feel so self concious.
Shippou bounds upon my shoulder, I feel his weight on my shoulder. My hand raises to stroke his head, the only acknowledgement I give him.
Later that night, Sango and Miroku talk in voices so rushed and quiet I can't understand them, so I give up trying. They pick up Shippou, and carry him away, leaving me alone with Inu Yasha. The rumble begins to start up again, somethings going on. I want to know what.
I realize, I've changed a lot since my blessing. They've left him to ask me what the deal is. No big, I'll sit him if he agitates me too much, which shouldn't be hard to do.
He starts walking towards me, his hands folded inside his sleeves. Sleeves red as though blood had been used to dye the fabric. The reddens makes me space off, thinking of blood....
"Hey wench!"
His annoyed voice penetrates my thoughts, and I turn to him with a cold glare. I can see the amber chambers of his soul hesitate momentarily, wondering why I'm so hormonal. Yes, I've learned to read his expressions.
"Whats the matter with you? You're so, different, and you're scent is changed!"
Wow, apparently he's changed a little too. He came right out and asked me for once.
"Whats it any of your bussiness. Do you have feelings for me or something?" I know he does, yet its fun to torment him. His face muscles tighten, and I cannot help but notice how cute and childish he appears when he's angered.
"Feh! Like I give two shits about you! You're only here to find shards for me!" He started to stomp off, but I stopped him. He lay face first in the dirt, and only when his face was raised could he see my evil smirk. Slowly, I allowed my inu youkai form to show. My teeth became fangs and m eyes changed. He tried to hide his surprise as I became a full blown youkai.
My wings flarred out behind me, and I knew I looked as something come from a book to frighten young children.
"A curse it be to you.....yet a blessing it is to me....." My voice was liquid silk, slipping through my lips, as poison from a golden chalice, sliding between lips of an unsuspecting maiden.
Shock crossed his face, as a maiden's would when the pain set in. I knew the others were watching from the brush, and with acute sighting I could see their faces as plainly as he.
"Would you like to see the three you have not already?" I asked, my voice silken once more.
"Wait, you've got three more forms?!" Inu Yasha exclaimed, jumping up from the ground in which he'd now been freed.