Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
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Pre-Notes: None, just read on.
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Summary: See Part
I
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Key Things:
Inuyasha's Thoughts
"Conversation"
'Other Thoughts'
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Bloody Lies
Part III - To Kill
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Onto The Story
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It's always been a never-ending struggle, a battle from withen. The Tetsusaiga? It's only enchanted metal, taming him enough to not show signs visibly. Only holding off one half of his blood. It couldn't continue like this forever; someday it was bound to be broken. They fixed it right quickly, but it wasn't the Tetsusaiga, pieces had to be replaced, it now only hold back a fourth of his raging half within.
Visable signs showed clearly; magenta-purple stripes curing upwards on his delicate facial features, pure blue cresent moon marking him of his heritage. It was a curse; being reminded of his demonic inheritance. Even though it had prevented what would have been long and bloody battles to form. But those battles were absolutly in no way to be compared to the battles going on inside himself.
No one but he himself, Inuyasha, knew of the daily struggle to wake up and not think of the enchanting thoughs of innocent human blood, dripping from his claws, running down his wrists, staining his soul. However, a pure soul was the last thing on a demons mind, and his own demonic blood was no exception.
She, Kagome, would look up at him bounding in the trees as they traveled, often wondering why markings of his bloodline now shown clearly on his arms and face. He hadn't bother to tell the group everyday he was fighting a battle, just able to keep him from winning during a 'fight' with Kagome, or in Kouga's company. They didn't need to know he was barely holding on the world of sanity, everyday was long and drawn out, in the end the demon would give up towards night, but in the morning it would return with renewed strength.
No longer on his human nights was he grumpy, he looked forward to them, to be able to talk and be 'normal' as a hanyou could be for a while. He mused on how other hanyous kept their own demon blood at bay. It was no easy feat, and not all hanyous have Tetsusaiga's or relativly smart minds to keep the powerful evil tucked away. Unfortunatly for him, this was not a human night for Inuyasha, the full moon was looming above their heads.
Kagome, Miroku, Sango, Shippo, and Kirara stood at the outskirts of a forest, watching in horror as their companion howled in pain and rage as he quickly lost a battle to his youkai blood. They didn't understand, he was clutching Tetsusaiga right to his heart, using both hands at that. The blade shown in the silvery light casting an elongated shadow behind its troubled master. It's sheath lay by his feet, both sword and sheath shown blue in the effort to lock up the blood, keep it away.
It didn't matter though, the youkai blood had succeded; full moons were always one of his strongest points.
"Inu-Inuyasha?" The young miko gasped out, staring at his confidant demeanor. He no longer stood proudly bathing in pride, he was standing in pure hate for all living beings, wanting hers and everyone elses blood for his own.
"Kagome... We need to get out of here. Right now." Miroku murmered through clenched teeth, the full youkai Inuyasha heard anyways, he snickered at their fear, snorted at their foolishnees. Did they not know running would make it all the more fun for him?
Crimson eyes glowed in the darkness, green pupils flickering from red to green. His shoulders shook with unconcealed laughter. Humans always were more weak and simple-minded. They didn't understand the concept of death, blood, bloody murder. It was all a game, his favorite game. And they were smack-dab in the middle of it. It was just so perfect.
And that way they stood for what in Kagome's time, would have been an hour, a long, silent, painful hour of confusment, horror, sorrow, and want for human blood.
Screw the damn kit and cat, (A/N: No pun indended... Oo) They were also demons, he wasn't interested in them, their blood had no sweet taste, no sugary scent that brought him to his knees. He wanted their blood, Her blood...
No!
The human part of Inuyasha did not like the idea of killing Kagome just to lick up her barn-red (A/N: ) blood.
It was on, an inner battle for control, the finale battle. For a while anyways. The fully youkai Inuyasha shook in supreme effort to keep in front, no way was this mere human half going to win him over!
"Wha-What's going on?" Sango whispered, the first one to speak in roughly 74.5 minutes.
"I don't know... I don't understand. Miroku, what's going on with Inuyasha?" Kagome cried in quiet distress.
"It's an inner battle... Between human and demon inside Inuyasha's head. The winner will be in control of the other for a while... then another battle will begin," Miroku looked at Inuyasha who was now growling at himself in pain, "Atleast that's what I think." He added with after-thought.
"So how can we help?" Shippo muttered, perched in Kagome's embrace.
"I don't think we can help. This is Inuyasha's battle."
The group remained silent, Inuyasha stood howling, growling, moaning in pain and thought. He poised his elongated claws, ready to attack, but instead of attacking his 'friends', he went a himself, razor sharp claws going straight through the protective fire-rat horai he always wore. Blood started to spill from his scarred chest at the claws did their work, opening his flesh exposing his insides to the cool night air.
Oh no! Inuyasha, Kagome thought, unable to tear her eyes away from the heartwrenching scene Inuyasha, what are you doing? You're hurting yourself... Why didn't you tell us that you were losing control...?
"We have to do something!" Kagome cried, "He'll kill himself, injuring him like that. Then we won't have any Inuyasha, demon or not!"
"Yes, I agree with Kagome," Sango nodded, "But what can we do? We can't go near him, he'd surely rip our very hearts out!"
"Then we can't do anything. We can't sacrifise ourselfs over his behalf..." Miroku mused out loud, a mistake.
"What do you mean we can't give up our lives for him?" Kagome exploded, "Do you remember how many times he's almost had to do it for you, Sango, Shippo, Kirara, Kikyo, Me, everyone? How can you just stand there and say 'No, we can't. He's almost killed himself for us, but we can't do it for him!', it isn't right! You call yourself a monk?"
Miroku gazed at the girl-from-the-future, she did have a point. Countless times after time Inuyasha had come to save his ass when he'd hardly ever done anything for Inuyasha... But give up his life for Inuyasha? "Why would I give up my life for a half-youkai?"
Everyone turned to stare at Miroku, the houshi only shrugged, Sango was the first to speak again. "How dare you call yourself a monk when you won't even help out one of your best friends! Do you know who your starting to sound like? Sesshomaru! Don't you care at all? C'mon Kagome, let's leave this disgrace here and go try to help our friend."
Inuyasha glared back at the small and ragged group, they looked so weak, so fragile, so... fresh. He sniffed the air, fear was pouring off of them by the load. He thought he smelt a little bit of hope, determination, nervousness, and maybe... love? The apathy was overwhelming, he snorted in disgust. How can these humans stand damn emotions? You'd have little to no control over yourself!
Like you now?
The human side of Inuyasha didn't want to smell their fear, hope, their feelings. It was killing him already to be possesed by him, the pain spread out through every part of him, from toes to fingertip to top of the head. It was there, searing along, burning without stop.
No... I have complete control.
The demonic half assured the human. Nothing was going to stop him from tasting their flesh, their blood. Especially hers... it was so enchanting, he wanted it to be his, and he would make her his own. Dead or alive.
He spun toward the cowering humans, and two demons, ready to attack. Ready to feed. His claws grew out to their full length, fangs grew too, his eyes were completely red, no pupils. This was it, he was a real demon now...
The cresent moon shown brightly in the dark night, alerting Kagome, Miroku, Shippo, Kirara, and Sango that Inuyasha, as they knew him, had to control over himself. Kagome lowered her eyes from his shadowed face to look at the Tetsusaiga, clutched in his hands.
"The Tetsusaiga is failing," She awed, "It's barrier can't hold back anymore of Inuyasha's youkai blood, he's going to kill us."
No other words were spoken, the Inu Youkai crept closer, he was looming over the young miko now, the Tetsusaiga was dropped, nothing was holding him back now. He poised his claws to attack. He swung his arm, cutting Kagome right across the chest and upper stomache area. That attack wasn't to kill, the next one was though.
Blood poured from her exposed flesh, the sent gave Inuyasha boosted confidence. He took a slep closer, this time mouth open, fangs glinting in the dark night. Time to claim her, she was his.
Kagome opened her mouth, but no sound came out, she couldn't say anything. Her voice had failed her, and now she was going to die. She felt the fangs at the base of her neck, they pierced the skin. A small stream of blood now flowed down her back from her neck and shoulder area.
The sharp 'daggers' drove farther into her soft, milky skin.
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Authors Notes: I didn't really take much time to write this, so the formats a little screwed. Ah well. We'll live. :p
Hope you enjoyed,
Saffire Kiss-
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