Disclaimer: I am not RT, therefor I do not own "Inuyasha" and anything related to it other than this plot idea... :p
Pre/Notes: I'll say once again; I don't care about not receiving reviews, if I don't get any, I usually discontinue if even I find it a crappy idea, and this isn't one of my 'crappy ideas' for once. You just have to give the story some time to evolve into what it is in my mind. It shouldn't take too long for that to happen anyways, I plan on making this a short story with long chapters. Maybe about 3 to 4 more chapters to go! Ya never know, one to the story, NOW!
Key Things:
"Text..." Conversation
'Text...' Thoughts
(A/N: Text...) Authors Notes
...Text... My weird rhyming additions... :)
Bloody Lies -A Multi-Part Fiction-
Part II - To Trust
...Talk to me; I'll tell truth that you need to hear...
...The truth in my heart; Oh God, I hold you so dear...
They sat around the fire, chatting quietly by the warm glowing embers. He laughed weakly while rubbing his light pink cheek, both hands now to himself. She sat fuming by the fire, glared at the one previously mentioned, her hand stung from impact with his cheek. It had grown hard from all the slapping. The other young woman sat shaking her head at a little kits antics, copying his elders in their 'play'.
He watched the fire rather glumly, everything about him was... limp. He hunched over, elbows on his knees, chin cupped in his palms. He let out a tired sigh, nothing was different. Why did they insist on traveling through-out the land if they had defeated Naraku? Why, because Naraku didn't have all the shards. They had to go to... him to get the remainder of the light lavender pieces of the Jewel.
Inuyasha would rather have Sesshomaru come to them, but he never came when they wanted him too. So, off they went, trekking towards the Western Lands, to await the judgement passed by 'Lord Sesshomaru'. 'Feh,' Inuyasha thought dully, ' They'd have to cut of my fingers before I called that bastard 'Lord', or even 'brother'.'
"Inuyasha, ramen for your thoughts?" Kagome asked coming up behind the hanyou. He could smell the worry dripping from her words, he wrinkled his nose. Humans! How could they stand these horribly intoxicating smells of feelings? It was pure torture. Hate, worry, joy, relief, anger, sorrow, anxiety, nervousness, what's the use of them? (A/N: Notice love isn't among the feelings... Think about it) 'They just give off you weaknesses,' he thought raising his eyes to the sky, 'Who'd wanna be beat because someone knew your weak spot? Damn, cursed humans. I pity them...'
Oh yes, some of his thoughts were indeed lies, mainly the last two statements, but no matter. It was true, a feeling was a way to your weakness. A very bad thing if you were a hanyou.
"No," Inuyasha finally responded to Kagome's offering. "I'm not hungry, especially for ramen."
"Oh yeah, right. Inuyasha, The Ramen Eater, not hungry? For ramen? You have got to be lying. Spill, what's going on, Inuyasha?"
"'Spill, why do you want to know, Kagome?'" Inuyasha mimicked Kagome's voice, and did a surprisingly good job at it.
Kagome stared at him, mouth slightly agape. 'Okay, he was in a semi-good mood all today. What's his problem?' And he had been in a 'good mood', by Inuyasha-Standards. What happened to him?
'Review,' Kagome told herself, 'What did we do today that could get him so mad? He already blew up about the whole Sesshomaru thing, so it's not that... We woke up, ate, walked, walked, walked, stopped and ate. Then we walked walked walked, stopped and took a break. Did some more walking, and then again some, ah! We camped, he went into that forest over there...' She glanced at the small grouping of trees to her right. 'He went in the forest... grumpy, came out... extremely pissed. So... had to do with the forest? Well, let's interrogate, Kagome! You should make that your profession. If you can do it to Inuyasha, you can do it to anyone.'
While she had been thinking, Inuyasha had obviously left, and she was still crouched in her kneeling position. Everyone, minus Inuyasha, was staring at her.
"Um, what are you doing, Kagome?" Shippo asked looking at her curiously.
"Who, me? Oh I was just thinking. Where'd Inuyasha go? Ah, the forest you say. Well, be back soon!" She said cheerily, and ran off the direction Sango had pointed Inuyasha went in.
They all looked at each other, except Miroku who had been knocked out during Kagome's thinking session, and each person, or demon, was thinking the same thing...
'What the fuck is going on here?'
He sat in a peculiar squat tree. Tree's brought him some unknown comfort no one, not even Kagome, could give him. Okay, it might have had something to do with the fact he was stuck to one for fifty-freaking-years, but you never know. Something about trees just gave off a certain essence... Inuyasha contemplations didn't last long as a thing crashed through the forest.
"Inuyasha where are you," Kagome, who knew she was so loud? She'd attract youkai from miles away... "I know you're in here, Inuyasha!" She entered his seeing vision. A leaf stuck to her hair. She found him, his red hoari stuck out surrounded by green and brown. She marched right up to him and looked him in the eye.
"What did you think you were doing, walking away from me like that! I wasn't finished talking to you."
He lazily looked at her stormy eyes, ears twitching every once in a while. What was she talking about? She had just knelt there.
"Didn't sound like you were talking to me." He said, plucking a leaf out of his way.
"Well- I was thinking about what to say. Back to my first question, what's going on with you?"
He averted his eyes from her face. Why did she have to be so damn persuasive when it came to telling her his secrets, even if she wasn't supposed to know them.
"Nothing."
Kagome placed a hand on her hip, glaring at him. "Oh come on! Everyone can see it! Spill, now."
"Kami, do you have to know every fucking piece of my life? Can't I leave some things about myself, to myself?"
She lowered her gaze a little bit. He had a point, she was constantly asked questions about him. But he was so... interesting. She wanted to know everything, but she knew from the start that would never happen. She supposed he was right, he did have a right to keep things to himself. Especially it they were painful to recall, she could relate. Though she had to admit, Inuyasha had had a much harder life than her. To him, her life must have been like a luxury, even though she didn't have a father anymore. He didn't have a mother, father, or a brother that even cared about him. But wait, if no one else cared about him, then she should!
"I don't want to know everything about you! You have rights to keep some things to yourself," Okay, first statement a lie. Oh well. "But people care about you, Inuyasha. You have to let me, or at least someone, know what's going on with you..."
"Says who? You?"
She sighed, talking to walls wasn't much fun.
Big thick, stubborn, concrete, brick, walls especially. But here she was trying to do it. Might as well give up now, not like he's going to crack in five seconds. Inuyasha wasn't like that. The only way to understand him... was to be him. She wasn't even sure if Inuyasha himself understood everything about him, why he was the way he was.
Okay, his last comment wasn't so friendly... Was that supposed to bother her? How many times had he insulted her and she ran off crying? Too many times to count! She couldn't be that way anymore... It made her look like some sort of cry-baby...
Yet here she was, eyes getting damp, vision blurry. Who cares what she looks like? This is the warring era, looks don't matter, unless you're a hanyou, like Inuyasha.
Inuyasha glanced at her teary eyes, Dammit no! He berated himself, No sympathizing, she herself said she doesn't have to know everything. So, I'm not going to tell her! No!
"Okay then, Inuyasha. If that's how you want it, I'll just leave now and let you keep your thoughts to yourself." Kagome sniffed quietly, turning her heal to go back to the rest of the group.
He's not even telling me not to cry... I guess he really doesn't care. She thought idly, I guess I am just a shard detector. Oh well, at least I can in someway be helping him... It can't be that bad.
However, inside she knew she was broken, right there at the heart. She ruefully remembered a popular American custom her class had tested out one year, it was called 'Valentines Day'. What you did was leave little 'love' cards on the desks of others with a little note inside, often rhyming. If you were lucky and had someone who really cared about you, you got chocolates or flowers.
Her memories brought her to one of the cards Ayame had sent to some boy in their class, Huri was his name. Inside the delicate card Ayame had carefully written out;
Here is my heart-
You can take it
However it is fragile-
Please be careful
And not break it
She smiled, Ayame and Huri were together for around six months, then they just drifted apart. Why didn't Inuyasha realize he had her own heart resting in his clumsy hands? Didn't he know that she was just a fragile as a glass swan, or dove? He probably didn't even remember what love was...
She sighed, dwelling on those depressing thoughts would only ruin her day even more. Happy thoughts, Kagome! She tried to tell herself joyously.
Of course she wasn't watching where she was going, and ran right into a horai-less Inuyasha. She landed soundly on her butt with a soft thump.
She looked up at his face, why was his horai off, and white under shirt lowered. Her eyes drifted to his chest...
She gasped. It was covered with cuts, some small, some large. And they weren't there when she had bandaged his arm a week ago. Inuyasha looked a Kagome's face, carefully guarding his own emotions. He watched as her expressions changed rapidly from shock, sorrow, confusion, then curiosity.
"Inuyasha..." Kagome asked, "Have you been cutting yourself?"
He literally almost fell over.
"No!"
"Someone is... Who? Why? When?"
He glared at her, temper rising, didn't she just say a while ago she didn't want to know everything about him?
"K-" Wrong way to go about this, he bit his lip. "A... friend."
"What!" Kagome exploded, "Why kind of friend lets their other friend literally bleed to death?"
"I'm not dead, wench. And they're not exactly a friend... just a person from the past."
"You do know you can die from loss of blood, right?"
"Yeah..."
"Good, now tell me for real this time. I know something's up." She paused, "What's wrong? Who are letting yourself... lose so much blood?"
"Nothing's wrong, Kagome! Why don't you believe me for once?"
"I don't believe you Inuyasha, because every night you sneak off, every night you have a new cut! I do trust you, but if you keep running off, I won't anymore. Stop it Inuyasha, you'll kill yourself!"
She had a point, every night he walked out of the camp, and then came about almost and hour later, always in a bad mood.
She didn't need to know why though... did she?"
"I know..."
...I want you to know so bad...
...But I know I can't- It just won't be had...
End Part II
A/N: (3-19-05) I'm editing a few chapters, and this one had a particularly nasty amount of spelling errors. I hope to have them all fixed now!
