Research Log: My studies of the tissue samples and data collected from the specimen when it was in it's human phase have not gone as well as I had hoped, I still have not found how the specimen's body form changes as it does. The DNA from the samples is that of a human's and the tissues collected react to tests in the same way a normal human's would. I have become extremely frustrated with myself and the specimen, it's almost as if his form changed through some kind of magic... Which is impossible of course. If I don't make any major discoveries I will return to active study of the specimen. I've uncovered masses of data on it's anatomy and immune system and have even begun to market it's cells to disease research facilities. My main goal however, remains the same: to determine how it changes from form to form and what triggers these transformations.
Dr. Adam Smith
At the time Kagome arrived at the foot of the massive steel building Inuyasha was strapped to the steel wall. His gaping wounds had healed amazingly fast for the state of health he was in, quite possibly faster than they would have had he been at full strength. The researchers had used powerful drugs which sped up the process of healing for Inuyasha, but had affected him in other ways as well.
Inuyasha was rendered temporarily delirius by the combined affects of his odd experience the day prior and the drugs used to heal him. He kept seeing things and reliving horrible moments trapped under the knife in Smith's hand.
His partway open eyes were rolled to the back of his head and his body jerked and twitched at the memories which refused to leave him. Every few moments his form would be ripped with spasms, his clawless hand clenched in a deathgrip.
(A/N- lets pretend that this is in Italics...) Inuyasha could see what they were doing to him in the reflection of Smith's glasses, the burning scalpel in his hand slitting his human torso straight through the middle. The blood began to pool on his skin but was then sucked into an odd machine by one of the researchers, Inuyasha knew it was not his blood flowing from the wounds, he knew that they were continuously transfusing him with the blood of other's in an attempt to replace his own, that which had been completely spilt by now.
As his body began to go into shock Inuyasha spasmed painfully against the clamps holding him to the wall, his body was not his anymore, some other power controlled it's movements. All Inuyasha was was a helpless mind behind eyes which just wouldn't close, eyes which wouldn't stop showing him the horrible things these hellish beings were doing to his fragile human body.
Inuyasha could feel to the smallest movement the knives cutting inside him, whatever controlled his body refused to let him lose consciuosness and slip into the sweet release of the darkness.
The bright lights burned into his eyes which darted back in forth, frantically searching for an escape. Inuyasha would have yearned for death if not for the promise he had made to Kagome, he had promised that they would get through this together. (A/N-end of flashback dream and pretend italics, now we go to Kagome's viewpoint)
As Kagome slipped in through the huge glass doors of the building she pulled on a sweatshirt over her school uniform, concealing multiple dark bruises and cuts on her arms. Kagome hadn't even flinched as they had stabbed the thick I.V.s and tubes into her flesh for some god forsaken "test", She was certain It wasn't even a percent of what Inuyasha had gone through.
After one look at Kagome's impassive and emotion drained face the birdish old woman at the front desk pointed to the elevator and squawked: "go on up, you don't need me to babysit you."
Without a word Kagome walked silently to the elevator. The cold of the air formed goosebumps on the bare flesh of her legs, though Kagome hardly noticed.
The last week for Kagome had been beyond stressful, there probably isn't a word in existance that could describe it. Either she was in a cold and dead state of mind or felt as if she was rendered into shreds and left out to fester. She blamed herself for what had happened to Inuyasha still, even if he was freed she would never be the carefree and happy teenage girl she once was ever again.
She was permanently scarred, and she preferred it that way. Kagome never wanted to forget what she had caused, she never wanted to forgive herself or to be forgiven by anyone else. She hated herself for what she had caused.
When the elevator door finally opened her state of mind changed again, she became horrifically afraid of what she would see in the room down the hallway before her.
Yet still she walked on, none of the mental turmoil evident. She owed it to Inuyasha to be there for him no matter how scared she was of what she might see, of what she might have caused.
The door was opened for her by one of the white clad alien looking researchers. She hesitated a moment before entering, but only to strengthen her constitution so as to be strong for Inuyasha.
Once in the dim observing room she unconsciously flinched at the sight before her through the one way mirror. Inuyasha was suspended from a steel plate on the back wall crucifix style, his arms stretched out to the sides and legs clamped straight down.
A moment later half of his body slumped down after the researchers removed the clamps from one arm. When the unclamped the other he fell limply to the floor.
At the sight of this Kagome burst through the door into the room with him and held him in her arms as best she could with him limp on the floor. She had been waiting for this moment since she had left the lab almost exactly a week prior, she was with him again.
As she cradled his upper body in her arms Kagome noticed the two researchers who were in the room staring at them. One of them wrote something on a clipboard as she turned her head to look fiercly at them.
"get out. now" she said in an eerily emotionless tone.
Without responding the two researchers promptly left, closing the door behind them before locking it many times.
Kagome's attention was already back on Inuyasha, she held his unconscious form to herself lovingly for a few moments before gently setting him back to the floor. She stood up and examined the room for a moment, and then walked to the wall of the room. She pulled something from her pocket and squited at a small black circle on the wall, a camera lense. She pulled a round sticker from the paper it was on and put it onto the lens.
Kagome then did the same to the three other hidden cameras in the room. Before returning to Inuyasha she stared at the mirror wall for a moment, letting whoever was on the other side know that she was aware of them.
Then she went back to Inuyasha and put his head on her lap facing her as she stroked his cold ear with one hand while holding his bandaged hand with the other. His facial expression was one of utter torment, as if he was trapped in his own body. She could see his eyes darting back and forth from under his closed eyelids, and every once in a while his body would twitch or spasm.
It tore at her, not being able to help the one she loved so deeply, the one she would give or do anything to free. Kagome took notice of the bandages so numerous they seemed like a bad mummy costume, they were everywhere. Some had dark blots of blood on them.
Kagome whispered softly to Inuyasha;
"I'm so sorry Inuyasha... I'd do anything for you now. Anything. I'd even take your place here if it meant you could be free. I just can't believe it was so hard until now for me to tell you... I love you."
Almost immediatly after she finished speaking she felt his hand tighten around hers and the horrible, tortured look left his face. Kagome could feel her love for him burning in her heart as she gripped his hand tighter and let a tear fall from her eye. She would sit like that, holding him in her arms, for as long as it would take for him to wake up for her.
Inuyasha began coming back into consciousness again after almost thirty minutes. As his vivid golden eyes opened to meet her chocolate brown ones she started to say something to him, but felt two bandaged fingers on her lips.
"please, just hold me. I want to remember this" he said to her in a voice so quiet it was nearly inaudible.
Kagome smiled weakly at him and simply nodded as he reached up to wipe the single tear from her cheek.
Inuyasha could have just stayed like that for hours if not days, looking into her loving brown eyes as she held him.
'it's almost worth all this, to know that she loves me back.' he thought as the pain slowly left his body. To him it was as if Kagome had just done away with it all, the pain, the memories, the fear, just by holding him and without needing to speak telling him that she loved him more than life itself.
But then he smelled it on her as his sense of smell started returning, the smell of her blood and pain and the horrible needles that the researchers had. Kagome's face showed her concern as she noticed that something was wrong. Inuyasha struggled and managed to sit up on his own, facing her with a look of concentration on his pallid face.
He sniffed three or four times and then took her arm and began to push back the long sleeve to examine her arm. Kagome put her hand on his, stopping him
"no, Inuyasha, don't. Please, let's just be together now, please" She begged him, not wanting him to know what they had been doing to her.
Inuyasha hesitated, he always found it near impossible to disobey her when she had that look of pleading in her eyes. But then he wrenched his gaze from hers and back to the sleeve of the sweatshirt.
He pulled it back revealing multiple mottled, dark bruises and unhealed cuts and holes where the researchers had done things to her.
Kagome watche his pained eyes slowly go from her arm back to her face and just began to notice how bad a state he was in. His skin had paled from it's usual lightly tanned shade to a pallid colorless hue, his once beautiful and flawless face seemed somehow hollowed out and gutted of it's usual stubborn expression.
The only part of him that still seemed to be alive were his vibrant gold eyes, almost glowing at her with pain from the wordless understanding of what had been happening to her.
"they've... hurt you..."
he said, stating not asking. Kagome looked away from him in shame and slowly nodded.
Inuyasha could feel the cold hatred washing over him, they had hurt Kagome when they said they wouldn't, when they had said that if he cooperated they wouldn't.
The thought that he had been letting them torture him for nothing didn't even cross his mind, all he was thinking was that they had hurt his Kagome, and they needed to pay.
When Kagome looked back at Inuyasha the look of pain was gone from his eyes, what she saw strongly reminded her of Inuyasha's brother Sesshoumaru. Simple cold hatred toward those who had hurt her, and the will to slaughter them for it.
"Inuyasha, really, it's nothing, nothing compared to what they've done to you..." Kagome told him, scared that he would get himself killed trying to avenge her.
Inuyasha's eyebrows narrowed at what her statement.
"what they've done to me? what they've done to me? the worst thing that they've done to me in this pit of nightmares is nothing compared to the knowledge that you've been hurt because of me. It's worse than having my claws ripped out of my flesh and being gutted like a fish or not allowed to move for days on end, that's all nothing, nothing compared to knowing you've been hurt for me. Kagome... why did you let them do this to you?"
Inuyasha looked at her with such pain in his eyes that Kagome could barely look at him. She lowered her head so that her bangs covered her eyes and whispered;
"because... I love you. "
Inuyasha's feelings of pain were almost instantly neutralized by this statement, it was still such a new and wondrous thing for him to hear her say that. He then realized that she must feel the same way about him being trapped. At the smell of her tears he took her into his arms as he thought of how he would kill Smith for doing this to them.