DEMENTED
By-- Mizerableh
"What's that?"
"What's what?"
"That... it has colorful wings."
"Oh, it's a butterfly..."
"...Now I remember." Slowly the words dripped out of her lips. The pads of her fingers slid against the foggy window and created paths of running water after her, squeaky sounds that were unpleasant to the ear filled the room. As the delicate creature crossed her path not more than a split second the thing was crushed in her palm.
"I wish she'd just disappear like this." There was a small creak of her chair before she rose out of it. Her fingers unlatched themselves and let the crumpled up creature fall to the carpet. Her eyes fell at her brother who was chugging down on his Coke.
An eye perked to look at her with a brow raised and the plastic bottle was set on the table. His eyes reverted back to the window where she had stood at. For a long time of silence he finally parted his lips for something. "She's dead, Kagome." And with those sweet, sweet words she smiled under the dim of the room. All that broke that silence was the ticking of the clock. It read; 11:43 PM, Thursday. It had been three days since her release, and yet, she never was the same Kagome he had remembered. In the young man's eyes she used to be the sweet and innocent creature that didn't allow no wrong to herself or the others around her. With the wonderful chocolate browns that would light up any room but, what had they become now? Just two dark and hollow coals stuck to the face of a stranger using his sisters face as a disguise.
Sharply he had been cut off from his thoughts by her. Leaving her lips was the single word, "Good."
The ring at the door, which had been much hesitated, alarmed the two. "I'll get it." Were the simple words that had left Sota's mouth and with that he had supported his rise with an arm. Kagome bleakly watched him walk out of the dining room, which was specially designated for lunch and dinner, breakfast was eaten in a separate building. As he had disappeared from sight she moved out of the space that contained the sweet scent of cinnamon baked cookies whom have been imported from Amerika. Before she did actually leave this space for the living room she couldn't help but breathe in that sweet, sweet smell. Fingers were curled around the edge of the sliding door, eyes closed and a smile on her face as her nostrils basked in the treat. Although, that wonderful moment had been cut short when an oh-so-familiar voice penetrated her ears.
Inuyasha.
Inuyasha? Where had that come from? This name, it was something very unlike and unique. "I just want to see he-"
"Absolutely not. And, how did you get our address?"
"Sesshoumaru gave it to me. Please, can I just see her?"
"Mr.Itai? Of what association is he to you?"
"He's my half-brother. Now, pleeaasseee, can I see her?"
"NO! Oh, to gods with it. You will not see her. Wait- are you saying the man we associated with is a killer?"
A killer? Mr.Itai... a killer.
A long silence followed after the bickering of the two men, and then there was a crash in the hallway. Kagome latched her hand away from the paper doorway to lean to the side and get a glimpse of what was taking place. Her hair fell out into the mid air as she brought her body to one side. There was a flash of white and glinting gold that passed before her eyes. Seconds after she found herself pressed against the body of another. The one called Inuyasha, perhaps? It was hard, and lean, with small muscles and a ton of white strands of hair. Her chin had been planted on his shoulders, and after a few blinks of her eyes she found Sota coming out of the hall rather messed up and flushed.
"You're not letting me breathe..." She squeaked. Fingers tried to pry him away. His digits ran down her hair as he held her tightly, although he had loosened little so to let some type of oxygen console her. He repeated her name over and over, swaying back and forth. His eyes were tightly shut, so much joy enveloped him because of the reunion.
"Sota-kun, how does he know my name?" A worried expression shammed her face. Sota closed his eyes and swallowed, and when he opened them they weren't the usual soft and carefree pair, they were burning. "Explain it to her Inuyasha. Every single bit of it." She could feel the man's body twitch and become more stone than before. He let go of the forceful embrace, his features better distinguished. Wide yet very sharp eyes that held a golden hue sat on the upper half of his face, his plump-like lips were bitten down by his teeth. White hair with tones of silver were laid over his shoulder and backside. As she had noted when he had hugged her he was quite lean but still muscular. Long legs and a nice build to his chest. Her eyes examined him thoroughly though they reverted back to Sota when the man shook his head.
"Well! If you're not going to say anything, then get out of this house!" Sota yelled, hands gliding through his dirt brown hair. No matter how pleadingly those eyes looked up at Sota, the only look that the younger one held was despise against the other. And, with a long time of pressure the white haired one grabbed at his forehead and sighed heavily. "Fine." He turned to face Kagome. Eyes looking at her hurt, as if she had done something to him.
"Before this whole ordeal with your mother... you used to have a well right across your house-"
"Yes, I know. And?"
"Well, you used to travel from your present time to the feudal era of Japan --where I come from-"
"Thats just absurd, even if that were true, how did you come here?"
"I could've gone through the well to get into your time.
"Sooo.. you can travel through the well, too?"
"Yes, would you please stop interrupting me!"
"Alright..."
"Okay, well... the reason you were going through that well was to help me find the Shikon shards that would help me become full demon. One day, I ran after Kikyo, whom you're reincarnated from, and left the rest of the group. Along the way of searching for a Shikon shard so that in the end, if I found all of them save that last one, I would be led back to you all. Apparently there was an attack to the village you were once staying at. Sango and Miroku-"
"Sango... Miroku... Shippo?" The names immediately matched to the right faces, but this man was the strangest of them all. She felt like she knew him, but there was something telling her she didn't. She looked at the floor, then at him with brows down in a confused way. "What happened to them?" She asked breathlessly, knowing it wasn't all too good.
"They... are gone. The demon was too powerful, and Miroku and Sango couldn't hold it back. That night at least five hundred people died and fifty injured. With those five hundred were Sango, Shippo and Miroku, fortunately for you, you were out with Kaede picking herbs. After that you were locked out of feudal era Japan. However, I was still out with Kikyo and my search for the Shikon shards was closing to an end. Within our last battle, with a new character going by the name of Shotaru. Unexpectedly, he was more powerful than me, even when I was in my demon form, and just before he struck me to death there was some powerful light from the Shikon. And we found ourselves in present Japan, I was on the floor of a house in a grey business suit and Sesshoumaru was on the couch napping in a white business suit, Rin sleeping in the bedroom with two dogs who are supposedly Ah-Un. And the last time I heard of Kikyo she was a nurse for Kaede. Sesshoumaru and me had lost our demonic powers and are aging in human numbers. There was something weird though, we knew everything about present Japan. It's as if we've been here ever since we were brought into the world." There was a concentrated look on his face, eyes on her but the seemed like they were watching a film of the whole thing he had just told her.
Some type of rage coated her. Everything was coming back into her mind, rushing so quickly that she stood frozen for a minute or two. But when it had been easier to become mobile she had risen to her feet. "I never want to see you again, Inuyasha." Her fingers wrapped themselves on a ceramic cup and it flew against Inuyasha's face. Sota couldn't help but smile, Inuyasha had also been the reason she had been driven this far. Coming home every day with gloom and doom on her features because of Inuyasha's affairs and then her mothers problems. It was always hard on her, especially that one day when Sota had caught his mother abusing his sister with alcohol suffocating the air in the room.
Blood ran down his face, although he didn't mind, his fingers immediately found her wrist, "Kagome, please... don't let me down now."
"Don't let you down? You must be kidding me. You let me down, Inuyasha, you let me down for six years." And those were her last words before his hand fell limply to the tatami mats.
Hello, hello, hello I'm glad you came this far in DEMENTED. Hopefully you've come to like it. Any suggestions are very much appriciated, and so is constructive criticism :) I don't have much to say, save for that I am sorry about not updating sooner --;;
Love,
M