When An Angel Lost Her Wings
By: Sakura Katsana
Author's Note: Hi everyone! How are you? Here's the latest chapter of WAALHW.
1) What's an innocent?
An innocent is a person. That's basically it, someone who still lives on Earth, it can also be a non-human living thing like an animal.
Unless you kill someone, or have done something VERY bad, then you are called a Tainted. The story will explain them in more detail, along with an Innocent.
Basically: An Innocent = A person who, of course, has their faults, but all in all they are good spirited. A Tainted = A person who is basically cold-hearted and evil/cruel. (i.e. Killer, drug dealer, etc.)
Ok? Ok.
Thanks to: KaGoMe39, Chang-chan, InuShemeeko, Inasane Kawaii Shippo-cha, Tree Born Kettle Girl, Chelsea, InusGirlIsKag
***
Chapter 2: Saving an Angel
Kagome lay in her favorite sleeping spot.
A cloud.
"One thing I love about being an angel, you actually get to live the dream of being on one of these," Kagome swung her feet above her head looking down on Earth.
It was so peaceful at night, she could see the families heading home for the night and others heading out.
"I remember those times. I can't believe I'll be down there, helping an innocent tomorrow."
She fell asleep as her eyes focused on one specific home down in the distance.
The home of Inuyasha.
***
Inuyasha sighed, waiting for his cousin, to pick up the phone. Finally, after about ten rings, someone answered.
"Yeah?"
"Manten, your brother home?" Inuyasha pulled out of the grocery store's parking lot, stopping at the light.
"Yeah," Manten paused, "Yo Hiten! Inuyasha's on the phone!"
"Thanks," Inuyasha tapped the steering wheel, willing the light to change. "So how've you been?"
"As fine as possible. Sorry for not being able to go to the funeral and all."
"It's ok, I know you had to stay with your mom," Inuyasha sighed, growing more impatient by the minute. 'Damn light, change!'
"She was a good women," Manten sighed, "Always came to see our mom when she was real bad."
"Yes, she was." Inuyasha closed his eyes for a second, when he opened them, the light changed.
"Well, here's Hiten, talk to you later," Manten handed the phone to his brother.
"Hey," Hiten plopped down on the couch, remote in hand.
"Hey, how are you?"
"Good, mom's alright, came out of surgery fine," Hiten nodded, lowering the volume on the TV. "Sorry we couldn't come."
"Like I told Manten, I understand."
"So, how've you been holding up?"
"Fine, except for these damn dreams," Inuyasha sighed, turning yet another corner.
Hiten raised an eyebrow, "Dreams? Like what?"
"First there was the one where Kikyo was a priestess that pinned me to a tree . . ."
There was a short silence.
"Continue."
"Then there was the one were I dreamt how she must have died, after that one there was the one about something I can barely remember, and finally there was one where I was being chased by a giant chicken, that one . . . That one was screwed."
Hiten coughed, "Well . . . I'd say you've been . . . Um . . . Preoccupied."
"Uh huh."
"Giant chicken?"
"Uh huh."
"Dude, maybe you should lay off the ramen."
"It's not the damn ramen!"
Hiten sadly shook his head, changing the channel to Yomiuri TV.
"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Inuyasha stopped at yet another red light, growling low in his chest.
"Look, you're my cousin, I don't want you hanging around the house suicidal."
"Who said I was suicidal?" Inuyasha rebuked.
"You didn't have to, when I used to say stuff like that you'd give me a string of profanities a mile long, now you're shrugging it off."
"Your point?" Inuyasha drawled dryly.
"My point is, why don't you come stay with us for a few days? We could use someone who can cook better than Manten around for a while."
"You don't think I'm going to hang myself do you?" Inuyasha grabbed a soda out of the grocery bag in the passengers seat.
"You're insane, who knows?"
"You're lucky I'm not near your house, I'd show you insane," Inuyasha growled, taking a swig of the cola. "I've already gotten offers from Kagera, Yura, and Kaede," Inuyasha took another sip, "I've turned them all down."
"Think about it," Hiten sighed, taking a hand full of chips from his brother. "We *really* need someone who can cook."
"What are you talking about? All I can cook is ramen." Inuyasha confessed.
"Still better than Manten," Hiten admitted.
"Hey!" Manten tossed the remote at his brother.
"We do! You can't cook anything!" Hiten retorted, "Anyway, I've gotta go, Manten's being the idiot he is. Later."
"Later, tell your mom I said hey," Inuyasha ended the call, tossing his phone down on the seat.
He pulled into his driveway, grocery bags in hand, and walked up to the door.
"Stop it! Leave me alone!"
Inuyasha jerked his head towards the forest next to his house.
There, probably a few feet away, a man had a knife to a young woman's throat.
***
Kagome coughed, opening her eyes. She looked to her left, the clock showed it being seven o'clock. 'Where . . .?' She raised her hand to her head, removing the wet cloth that had been placed there.
"Oh, you're awake?"
Kagome looked up from her place on the couch to see a man, around twenty four, a ramen cup in hand, and the most beautiful stormy gray eyes she'd ever seen, staring down at her. Kagome nodded weakly, "Yeah."
The man nodded, sitting Indian-style by the couch, turning the ramen cup around and around in his hands.
"Where am I?" Kagome eased herself up into a sitting position on the couch.
"I was going into my house and heard you yelling from in the forest. The bastard that was trying to hurt you was probably locked up hours ago."
Kagome nodded numbly, "Thank you."
"It was nothing," Inuyasha gave a small smile, "I threw a few punches, kicked a few kicks . . ." 'She looks kind of like Kikyo . . .' he looked at the girl closer,
'. . . A lot like Kikyo.'
"Is something wrong?" Kagome cocked her head to the side.
"Oh, uh, nothing," he shook his head, "Hungry?"
"A little, I guess," Kagome shrugged, looking around the room.
"Here," he handed over the ramen cup, albeit reluctantly, to the nameless woman. "What's your name?"
"Kagome," Kagome leaned back into the couch, taking some noodles into her mouth, "You?"
"Inuyasha." He walked back to the kitchen to grab a cola. "Do you have anyone to call, tell them you're ok?"
Kagome's eyes softened at long forgotten memories, "No," she shook her head, "No one."
"You live alone?" Inuyasha returned, two cola cans in hand.
Kagome allowed herself to give a slight smile, "You could say that," she paused, unsure of how to say it without lying.
Inuyasha gave the young woman a sympathetic stare, looking her over, "You don't look homeless to me."
The angel laughed, "Thanks." Kagome looked up, "Hey, don't feel sorry for me, I'm fine. It's not like I starve or anything."
Nonetheless, Inuyasha still felt a pang of guilt in the pit of his stomach, "You're staying here then."
"What?" Kagome's eyes widened, "I can't intrude on you like that!"
"What in all the hells are you talking about?" Inuyasha growled, "It's winter! What, you'd rather be out there and freeze to death?"
"No, but-"
"Then you're staying." The young man scoffed, "What fool would turn down an offer for food and a roof over their head?"
Kagome opened her mouth to speak.
"No homeless person, that's for sure." He answered before the angel could respond.
Kagome gave a sigh of defeat, "Alright, alright," she giggled, "You know, you remind me of someone I used to know."
Someone she knew - - -
- - - that she could barely remember.
She just knew that he reminded her of someone when she had breathed the same breaths he had.
Inuyasha weakly smiled, looking into Kagome's eyes with a hint of sadness in his own, "You remind me of someone I know too."
She was trained in doing this.
It was her job.
To help people and not feel awkward at any time.
But here she was, sitting on Inuyasha's couch, feeling that exact thing.
Awkward.
"You can have the guest room," Inuyasha muttered, tossing his can into the bin. "It isn't the best but-"
"It'll be fine." Kagome reassured him, "Thank you, for letting me stay here."
"It's nothing."
"No, actually it's the kindest thing anyone's offered me for a while."
Inuyasha, who had been heading for the kitchen sink, stopped and turned to look at the girl. "I thought you said you didn't starve."
"I know, I don't. I never said anything about being offered places to stay," Kagome shrugged, standing up and walking towards him, "I mean, I found places to stay, but food is mostly all I got."
That wasn't a lie, exactly.
A bit misleading . . .
But on her missions she rarely stayed with them, sometimes they offered her something when she came as someone else, such as a realtor or something . . .
Oh well.
It was going well actually.
Inuyasha had saved her from the rapist that she had trapped there.
Killing two birds with one stone as some might say.
. . .
She probably had Sango to thank for that, she altered peoples consciences if it would help them in the long run.
Inuyasha was confused why he cared so much. What was it about this girl that made him so concerned? If it was anyone else he didn't think he'd be so gung-ho on helping them. Would he?
No.
He'd never been one to really *care* about stuff like this.
Sure, he cared if a bastard tried to rape an innocent girl but he thought he would have just allowed the police to take her and help her out.
But this girl . . .
He had carried her inside and put her on his couch.
That was always Kikyo who cared, she sponsored little kids, volunteered at shelters, she was even the one that had given him to idea of adopting.
That was one of the reasons he fell in love with her; she was always helping someone, something he wished he was so ready to do himself.
Sayo was the first person he had ever really cared about helping outside of family . . .
Until Kagome.
Maybe that's why he cared so much, because she looked like his wife, and he was trying to care as much as she had.
Inuyasha realized he was staring at the girl and quickly looked away before she noticed. 'What the hell is wrong with me?'
"Come on, I'll show you to the guest room."
Kagome followed him into a medium-sized room, the walls an ocean blue and the curtains white. She couldn't help but smile at the colors of the room; they made her think so much of the clouds. "It's beautiful," she breathed.
"Feh," Inuyasha scoffed, "It's the plainest room in the house, but if you like it." He shrugged from the doorway.
Kagome turned to speak but the Innocent was gone. Shaking her head with a smile on her face she walked over to the window.
"He's hiding his misery well," Kagome smiled up at the clouds. "That's not always a good thing."
***
Inuyasha sighed as he got into bed, 'Am I doing the right thing? Can I trust her? For all I know the wench might make off with everything when I'm at work.'
He rolled over on his side, "Kikyo, what would you have done?"
Above in the night sky a star to the left twinkled.
***
I know it's short but as the story builds up the chapters will get longer, I promise. Hopefully you liked this chapter and you can find it in your hearts to review, I'd really appreciate it and plus I have a goal of getting over one hundred reviews really soon. Also, I'd really appreciate it if you checked out my one shots, I worked extremely hard on those. ^_^; Thanks.
Anyway, the next chapter will be posted in much shorter time than this one took.
Ja ne ~Sakura
Author's Note: Hi everyone! How are you? Here's the latest chapter of WAALHW.
1) What's an innocent?
An innocent is a person. That's basically it, someone who still lives on Earth, it can also be a non-human living thing like an animal.
Unless you kill someone, or have done something VERY bad, then you are called a Tainted. The story will explain them in more detail, along with an Innocent.
Basically: An Innocent = A person who, of course, has their faults, but all in all they are good spirited. A Tainted = A person who is basically cold-hearted and evil/cruel. (i.e. Killer, drug dealer, etc.)
Ok? Ok.
Thanks to: KaGoMe39, Chang-chan, InuShemeeko, Inasane Kawaii Shippo-cha, Tree Born Kettle Girl, Chelsea, InusGirlIsKag
***
Chapter 2: Saving an Angel
Kagome lay in her favorite sleeping spot.
A cloud.
"One thing I love about being an angel, you actually get to live the dream of being on one of these," Kagome swung her feet above her head looking down on Earth.
It was so peaceful at night, she could see the families heading home for the night and others heading out.
"I remember those times. I can't believe I'll be down there, helping an innocent tomorrow."
She fell asleep as her eyes focused on one specific home down in the distance.
The home of Inuyasha.
***
Inuyasha sighed, waiting for his cousin, to pick up the phone. Finally, after about ten rings, someone answered.
"Yeah?"
"Manten, your brother home?" Inuyasha pulled out of the grocery store's parking lot, stopping at the light.
"Yeah," Manten paused, "Yo Hiten! Inuyasha's on the phone!"
"Thanks," Inuyasha tapped the steering wheel, willing the light to change. "So how've you been?"
"As fine as possible. Sorry for not being able to go to the funeral and all."
"It's ok, I know you had to stay with your mom," Inuyasha sighed, growing more impatient by the minute. 'Damn light, change!'
"She was a good women," Manten sighed, "Always came to see our mom when she was real bad."
"Yes, she was." Inuyasha closed his eyes for a second, when he opened them, the light changed.
"Well, here's Hiten, talk to you later," Manten handed the phone to his brother.
"Hey," Hiten plopped down on the couch, remote in hand.
"Hey, how are you?"
"Good, mom's alright, came out of surgery fine," Hiten nodded, lowering the volume on the TV. "Sorry we couldn't come."
"Like I told Manten, I understand."
"So, how've you been holding up?"
"Fine, except for these damn dreams," Inuyasha sighed, turning yet another corner.
Hiten raised an eyebrow, "Dreams? Like what?"
"First there was the one where Kikyo was a priestess that pinned me to a tree . . ."
There was a short silence.
"Continue."
"Then there was the one were I dreamt how she must have died, after that one there was the one about something I can barely remember, and finally there was one where I was being chased by a giant chicken, that one . . . That one was screwed."
Hiten coughed, "Well . . . I'd say you've been . . . Um . . . Preoccupied."
"Uh huh."
"Giant chicken?"
"Uh huh."
"Dude, maybe you should lay off the ramen."
"It's not the damn ramen!"
Hiten sadly shook his head, changing the channel to Yomiuri TV.
"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Inuyasha stopped at yet another red light, growling low in his chest.
"Look, you're my cousin, I don't want you hanging around the house suicidal."
"Who said I was suicidal?" Inuyasha rebuked.
"You didn't have to, when I used to say stuff like that you'd give me a string of profanities a mile long, now you're shrugging it off."
"Your point?" Inuyasha drawled dryly.
"My point is, why don't you come stay with us for a few days? We could use someone who can cook better than Manten around for a while."
"You don't think I'm going to hang myself do you?" Inuyasha grabbed a soda out of the grocery bag in the passengers seat.
"You're insane, who knows?"
"You're lucky I'm not near your house, I'd show you insane," Inuyasha growled, taking a swig of the cola. "I've already gotten offers from Kagera, Yura, and Kaede," Inuyasha took another sip, "I've turned them all down."
"Think about it," Hiten sighed, taking a hand full of chips from his brother. "We *really* need someone who can cook."
"What are you talking about? All I can cook is ramen." Inuyasha confessed.
"Still better than Manten," Hiten admitted.
"Hey!" Manten tossed the remote at his brother.
"We do! You can't cook anything!" Hiten retorted, "Anyway, I've gotta go, Manten's being the idiot he is. Later."
"Later, tell your mom I said hey," Inuyasha ended the call, tossing his phone down on the seat.
He pulled into his driveway, grocery bags in hand, and walked up to the door.
"Stop it! Leave me alone!"
Inuyasha jerked his head towards the forest next to his house.
There, probably a few feet away, a man had a knife to a young woman's throat.
***
Kagome coughed, opening her eyes. She looked to her left, the clock showed it being seven o'clock. 'Where . . .?' She raised her hand to her head, removing the wet cloth that had been placed there.
"Oh, you're awake?"
Kagome looked up from her place on the couch to see a man, around twenty four, a ramen cup in hand, and the most beautiful stormy gray eyes she'd ever seen, staring down at her. Kagome nodded weakly, "Yeah."
The man nodded, sitting Indian-style by the couch, turning the ramen cup around and around in his hands.
"Where am I?" Kagome eased herself up into a sitting position on the couch.
"I was going into my house and heard you yelling from in the forest. The bastard that was trying to hurt you was probably locked up hours ago."
Kagome nodded numbly, "Thank you."
"It was nothing," Inuyasha gave a small smile, "I threw a few punches, kicked a few kicks . . ." 'She looks kind of like Kikyo . . .' he looked at the girl closer,
'. . . A lot like Kikyo.'
"Is something wrong?" Kagome cocked her head to the side.
"Oh, uh, nothing," he shook his head, "Hungry?"
"A little, I guess," Kagome shrugged, looking around the room.
"Here," he handed over the ramen cup, albeit reluctantly, to the nameless woman. "What's your name?"
"Kagome," Kagome leaned back into the couch, taking some noodles into her mouth, "You?"
"Inuyasha." He walked back to the kitchen to grab a cola. "Do you have anyone to call, tell them you're ok?"
Kagome's eyes softened at long forgotten memories, "No," she shook her head, "No one."
"You live alone?" Inuyasha returned, two cola cans in hand.
Kagome allowed herself to give a slight smile, "You could say that," she paused, unsure of how to say it without lying.
Inuyasha gave the young woman a sympathetic stare, looking her over, "You don't look homeless to me."
The angel laughed, "Thanks." Kagome looked up, "Hey, don't feel sorry for me, I'm fine. It's not like I starve or anything."
Nonetheless, Inuyasha still felt a pang of guilt in the pit of his stomach, "You're staying here then."
"What?" Kagome's eyes widened, "I can't intrude on you like that!"
"What in all the hells are you talking about?" Inuyasha growled, "It's winter! What, you'd rather be out there and freeze to death?"
"No, but-"
"Then you're staying." The young man scoffed, "What fool would turn down an offer for food and a roof over their head?"
Kagome opened her mouth to speak.
"No homeless person, that's for sure." He answered before the angel could respond.
Kagome gave a sigh of defeat, "Alright, alright," she giggled, "You know, you remind me of someone I used to know."
Someone she knew - - -
- - - that she could barely remember.
She just knew that he reminded her of someone when she had breathed the same breaths he had.
Inuyasha weakly smiled, looking into Kagome's eyes with a hint of sadness in his own, "You remind me of someone I know too."
She was trained in doing this.
It was her job.
To help people and not feel awkward at any time.
But here she was, sitting on Inuyasha's couch, feeling that exact thing.
Awkward.
"You can have the guest room," Inuyasha muttered, tossing his can into the bin. "It isn't the best but-"
"It'll be fine." Kagome reassured him, "Thank you, for letting me stay here."
"It's nothing."
"No, actually it's the kindest thing anyone's offered me for a while."
Inuyasha, who had been heading for the kitchen sink, stopped and turned to look at the girl. "I thought you said you didn't starve."
"I know, I don't. I never said anything about being offered places to stay," Kagome shrugged, standing up and walking towards him, "I mean, I found places to stay, but food is mostly all I got."
That wasn't a lie, exactly.
A bit misleading . . .
But on her missions she rarely stayed with them, sometimes they offered her something when she came as someone else, such as a realtor or something . . .
Oh well.
It was going well actually.
Inuyasha had saved her from the rapist that she had trapped there.
Killing two birds with one stone as some might say.
. . .
She probably had Sango to thank for that, she altered peoples consciences if it would help them in the long run.
Inuyasha was confused why he cared so much. What was it about this girl that made him so concerned? If it was anyone else he didn't think he'd be so gung-ho on helping them. Would he?
No.
He'd never been one to really *care* about stuff like this.
Sure, he cared if a bastard tried to rape an innocent girl but he thought he would have just allowed the police to take her and help her out.
But this girl . . .
He had carried her inside and put her on his couch.
That was always Kikyo who cared, she sponsored little kids, volunteered at shelters, she was even the one that had given him to idea of adopting.
That was one of the reasons he fell in love with her; she was always helping someone, something he wished he was so ready to do himself.
Sayo was the first person he had ever really cared about helping outside of family . . .
Until Kagome.
Maybe that's why he cared so much, because she looked like his wife, and he was trying to care as much as she had.
Inuyasha realized he was staring at the girl and quickly looked away before she noticed. 'What the hell is wrong with me?'
"Come on, I'll show you to the guest room."
Kagome followed him into a medium-sized room, the walls an ocean blue and the curtains white. She couldn't help but smile at the colors of the room; they made her think so much of the clouds. "It's beautiful," she breathed.
"Feh," Inuyasha scoffed, "It's the plainest room in the house, but if you like it." He shrugged from the doorway.
Kagome turned to speak but the Innocent was gone. Shaking her head with a smile on her face she walked over to the window.
"He's hiding his misery well," Kagome smiled up at the clouds. "That's not always a good thing."
***
Inuyasha sighed as he got into bed, 'Am I doing the right thing? Can I trust her? For all I know the wench might make off with everything when I'm at work.'
He rolled over on his side, "Kikyo, what would you have done?"
Above in the night sky a star to the left twinkled.
***
I know it's short but as the story builds up the chapters will get longer, I promise. Hopefully you liked this chapter and you can find it in your hearts to review, I'd really appreciate it and plus I have a goal of getting over one hundred reviews really soon. Also, I'd really appreciate it if you checked out my one shots, I worked extremely hard on those. ^_^; Thanks.
Anyway, the next chapter will be posted in much shorter time than this one took.
Ja ne ~Sakura