Disclaimer: I (yet again, sadly) do not own Inuyasha.
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Pre-Note: Dear me . . . so many wonderful reviews I'm receiving! This time I got seven! A whole seven reviews! That's like, the most I've ever gotten! Congratulations to myself. ::Parties:: Now, my party is over, time for review acknowledgments and responses to questions. I would like to thank the following:
Prietess kurumi inu's sister (sorry about the wait)
CherryBlossomLove (Hurrah! Could this be the end of the OOC Inuyasha? Maybe!)
MarieRose (I shall TRY to make the parts/chapters longer)
Carol J (It's wonderful you're now hooked on my story, I'm very flattered.)
amber (I shall try . . .)
brigurl (I hope your computer isn't so slow now.)
And now, with out any further ado, so my favorite reviewer;
Jamie - Don't flatter yourself for being my so-called 'favorite reviewer' I don't have a real preference, just so you all know. It just amuses me how you always find my flaws in my typing, including my 'Authors Note', yet never point out the things that are actually good. Perhaps to enhance my skills? I don't know . . .
You've managed to create a war within myself and this story, and yourself included. Ever since you started correcting me, I've tried to NOT make so many mistakes, and have failed. Miserably. Are you happy with yourself now? ::Glares:: I'm only kidding you know, the whole 'glares' thing. Just me eating my skittles here. :) Thank you for reviewing!
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You know the summary, so lets get right down to business . . .
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BLOODY LIES
Part VII
For Secrets Aren't Meant
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Inuyasha sat in a tree, sulking, as usual. The tree was the Goshinbaku, to be exact. The sky was relatively cloudy, the wind never stopped as it managed to twist the hanyou's silver locks into complex knots.
He growled as the wind tugged and pulled at him. Now Kagome would be even grumpier when she got back because that damn wind managed to entangle his hair, again. The miko-in-training always complained about Inuyasha's hair, for it was always a mess. She called it a 'hopeless case.'
The scowl that lay already into the demons face deepened as he thought of the words 'a hopeless case,' for that is how Sango, and Shippo, described him earlier that day. It was that wenches fault. It was always the wenches fault.
As he recalled it, the days not unusual fight with Kagome went like so:
"Inuyasha," Kagome poked him in the shoulder, the demi-demon made a point of ignoring the human schoolgirl. "Inuyasha are you listening to me?"
She poked him again, but a little harder this time. The afore mentioned youkai yawned and blinked into the sunlight. What could the girl possibly want now? "Inuyasha . . ." She whispered into his ear. His normally extra sensitive hearing would have made Kagome's whisper that of a normal conversational tone. This time, however, it failed to magnify the spoken name.
Placing one hand on her hip, Kagome settled into glaring at the inu hanyou. Didn't he hear her? Or was he playing games with her? No matter the case, she wasn't in the mood today.
"Inuyasha!" She said a little louder, her mouth inches from his fuzzy left ear. Her warm breath made the soft triangle twitch slightly.
Inuyasha still ignored Kagome. He resorted to idly plucking pieces of grass from the ground. The green plant-life didn't stand a chance as clawed hands wrestled them from the grounds hold.
Kagome's forehead eased into a frown . . . baka demon!
"INUYASHA!" She bellowed into his ear. Inuyasha, not expecting this assault, jumped in the air about a foot. Kagome stood back, satisfaction written clearly across her face.
"What the hell are you trying to do, wench?! Make a deaf?"
"You should have answered the first time if you wanted to save your precious ears from becoming hard of hearing." Was Kagome's quick reply.
"Your point is . . . what?" Inuyasha growled out as he continued to kill the grass.
"My point is if you answered when . . . never mind!" She threw her hands up in the air.
At this Inuyasha snorted slightly, stupid mortal human girl.
"Inuyasha, I'm going home. Today."
"Why the hell would you want to go back there?"
"Because, that's my home. I haven't had a real bath in absolute ages! I haven't worn a clean pair of clothes for almost two weeks! My family's going to be worried sick! We have no more food to eat, and I'm running low on medical supplies."
"So? We have those things here too."
"Inuyasha!" Kagome practically whined, then composed herself, "Well, I'm going home no matter what you say. Good bye, Inuyasha. I'll be back tomorrow because I can distinctly hear my bed, my soft, clean, comfortable, lonely bed calling my name."
Kagome started to walk away, and Inuyasha promptly got in front of her.
"On no you don't! You're not going anywhere, wench! I didn't say you could leave."
"I don't need your permission to leave."
"Who says?"
"Me. I'm my own person and can make my own decisions, and I'm going."
She stomped around the steaming hanyou, leaving him to stand in his fury. Then, however, she fell flat on her face. There was a particularly big pile of mud right there where she fell, and she got a face full of it.
Inuyasha had gotten in front of her again, and this time as she walked by, stuck out a foot and that landed her into the sticky brown mud. It was at this moment when Kagome howled outright and berated our poor dog boy.
"INUYASHA!" She screamed, "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!"
"I told you, you aren't aloud to leave."
"WHO CARES ABOUT WHAT YOU SAID? I'M LEAVING, AND THAT'S THAT! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO PUSH ME INTO THE MUD!"
"I didn't push you, baka. You tripped!"
"Yeah, over YOUR FEET!"
"It's not my fault!" Inuyasha pulled on his most innocent looking face, "You walked into my foot, you should have watched where you were going."
"Inuyasha, I did NOT walk into you! You did this on purpose! Gah, now I'm all muddy and sticky, and my uniform is RUINED because of you!"
"You have like, twenty more." It was true, Kagome did have a lot of school uniforms, but now she had one less, and these pieces of clothing weren't very cheap.
Kagome pulled herself to her knees, then into a standing position and stood in front of the half demon, "Inuyasha. . ." She said in a low, falsely sweet voice.
"Yeah, bitch?"
"OSUWARI!"
She turned on her heel and stomped away from the poor demon, who now had his own face stuck in the mud. Not realizing this was a bad time to say this, Inuyasha muttered, "Stupid baka . . . damn woman . . fucking bitch . . ." And these comments Kagome heard quite well.
"My name is Kagome! KA-GO-ME!" And she left the demon alone after giving him one last 'sit' command.
It was then that Sango, Shippo, Miroku, and Kirara appeared 'magically' by Inuyasha's side.
"When will you learn, Inuyasha?" Miroku pondered to himself, outloud.
"Stupid demon. You should know by now not to stand in Kagome's way." Shippo gave his thoughts on the case.
"Seriously, Inuyasha, you're a hopeless case." Sango said, nudging him in the side with her foot.
Kirara meowed her agreement. "Yeah, Inuyasha," Shippo echoed, "You are a hopeless case." And then they all turned back to the village, leaving the hanyou in the mud.
And now this is where we began, Inuyasha sulking in a tree, dripping in mud. He grumbled as he fell from the tree and landed on his feet perfectly. Heading toward the river to clean himself up a bit, he cursed.
"Kuso! Damn bitch! Reopened my cut . . ." Stopping by the river he splashed water over his upper left arm, watching blood mix with the water as it trailed back into the slow moving waters.
A sudden thought came to him as the twilight approached, shouldn't the cut have healed itself already? He was part demon, after all. A simple cut like this should have healed completely, no scars or scabs, in just an hour.
This cut was two days old!
A scowl settled upon his face as his contemplated this problem. Just what was going on here? His thoughts were short lived as an eerie silence drifted down to the bank of the river. A slight shiver went up his spine. She was here.
"Inuyasha . . . you owe me extra tonight." Kikyo's soft, but ice cased voice came to his ears.
He gritted his teeth in regret. He should have followed Kagome home tonight . . .
He turned to face the 'pot,'
"So it would seem . . ."
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Authors Notes: Wee! We are now entering the part of the story where things become clearer! Isn't that wonderful? This means we are more than halfway through the story! Thank goodness . . . this thing will be the end of me . . . Not really, but anyways . . . Wonder how many mistakes I made this time? Jamie, I'm counting on you to point them out! Oh, was this chapter long enough to meet your satisfaction, everyone?
Christmas is in two days, I go to the orthodontist on the 30th . . . then there's the New Year, 2005! Finally . . . so I wish you a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year! :p
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