Okay. I am going to put this at the beginning of every chapter except the one after chapter two. I would call it chapter three, but I already have one. So the one with the notes on it is the one I won't put this on because… it's a bunch of notes! Don't assume that everything written here happens in every chapter. Because it doesn't Also, as my Algebra II teacher said last year, 'When you assume, you make an ass out of you and me." As she said 'ass', 'you', and 'me', she pointed to the words inside the word 'assume'. Assume. Cool huh? Learn something new everyday! Now, go tell your folks. Then, come back and read. Then R&R.
Arigatou- thank-you (might be spelled arigato, but it's the same thing)
Hai- yes
Hanyou- half demon or half breed ((We call my friend this. She's
half Caucasian and half Mexican. She wanted us to I swear. She calls
herself a hanyou all the time. Sad isn't it)
Houshi- something along the lines of Buddhist monk (Miroku)
Iie- no
Kami- God or the equivalent thereof
Kawaii- cute
Kitsune- fox demon I do believe
Miko- priestess
Oi- something I made up or I heard from somewhere. I use it to get someone's attention
Osuwari- sit
Owari- something like 'Bye!' I think. I really don't know for sure.
Tensuaiga- Sesshomaru's sword
Tetsuaiga- Inuyasha's sword
Youkai- demon
Italicized words means the person is thinking to themselves in their own heads or something needs to be emphasized.
'Words
written in these' means the person is speaking to someone else in their
heads. Confusing I know, but you'll know it when you see it.
"Words written in these" means… Do I really need to explain this one?
I do not know what the future is like. I am purely guessing so no harping, okay? I am also guessing on what Kaede looked like when she was young. I've only seen her when she was young one time and that's right after Kikyou seals Inuyasha to a tree and then died. I'm sorry if I'm wrong. Just try to be nice as you yell at me, okay? Also, just because it says y'all somewhere doesn't mean they are in Texas. I am in Texas and the word y'all is something I say all the time. 'Kay?
I am very sorry if I have misspelled anything in Japanese, like names or the words above. I know 'ou' makes a long o sound. Like Shippo should probably be Shippou since Kikyou and Kouga follow that rule. But, I did Kouga like that from the very beginning and Kikyou became a sudden habit. Everyone else I saw it first as I have spelled it. If I have defined anything wrong, please tell me. It's not considered a flame if I ask for it. I promise. And if I've misspelled anything in English and you catch it let me know. I am a real big spelling and grammar freak. It's… Never mind. Also, my friend helped me write this. So anything wrong or stupid is her fault. wink wink And the cursing. That's all hers too. With that being said…
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"Get out! Get out! Get out!" This is what Karen woke up to. "I swear I'll call the cops! Karen's a sweet girl, does good in all her classes and helps around the house. She doesn't need someone like you! And don't try to tell me it was nothing. I saw you leaning over her. When she wakes up, if she wants to I'm calling the cops. I can't believe you would try to hurt such an innocent girl." It was Mrs. Bassi. But who is she yelling at? Karen wondered. She slowly tried to sit up, but was still too weak.
"Immanuel?" she moaned. The pictures danced around in her head. She tried to sort ones from her previous life from the ones she'd just come to get. Flashes of demons were mixed with lunch scenes from school; an arrow flying suddenly flew through the kitchen where she was studying and her mother was cooking dinner. Shaking her head hurt, but she felt a hand in hers. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw her mother kneeling beside her bed. "Where's Immanuel mama? I need to talk to him."
"Immanuel is here, but are you sure that you want to talk to him? When I walked into your room, he was leaning over you on your bed," she said softly. Karen looked over at Immanuel. He looked scared, like he did when Sam was around. His eyes were still red, and the purple marks were still on his cheeks. "Karen? Do you know what happened-?"
"Yeah. I was - I was talking to Immanuel outside when Sam showed up. He was saying something about Immanuel changing tonight. And he did. Immanuel insisted that I go inside quickly. I don't know why. I told him to come to my room later and then I came inside and went to my room. I left the window open and then went to sit on my bed. But then I fainted. Immanuel was nowhere near me when I fainted. And I know he would never do anything to hurt me," Karen said, smiling at him. "I remember it all," she whispered. Immanuel's expression changed quickly and a small smile appeared.
"Remember what baby?" Mrs. Bassi said, moving a piece of stray hair out of her daughter's face.
"Mama? Can I talk with Immanuel alone please?" Karen asked. Her mother tensed and froze. She didn't want them to be alone. The phone rang, sending her mother to answer it. "It's okay mama," Karen reassured her as she left. "Immanuel I… I remember everything. It's weird, having all these memories and knowing that I lived a past life. Explain it. Explain everything. I know you told me earlier about what happened then, but what's going to happen now? Why did you move here from South America? I-"
"Shh," Immanuel said, cutting her off. One of his ears swiveled around so it partially faced the door. "Your mother is talking to someone on the phone. Someone is… sick. Your mother is telling the person about you fainting. It's the same thing. Someone is waking up. Who is it? Say their name woman," Immanuel partially growled. Karen stared at him and then stood and walked to the door. Immanuel followed as she walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where her mother sat.
"It's Kevin. Sara's fainted too," Mrs. Bassi said.
"Sango," Immanuel whispered. "Tell… Kevin to sit next to her, but not too close. If she wakes up, everything will be fine. If she doesn't, don't worry she will soon. If he faints before she wakes, tell him not to worry. And if she wakes before he faints, tell him to tell her that he may faint but not to worry abut it." Mrs. Bassi just stared at him. "Tell him," he growled. Karen put a hand on his arm to calm him. He immediately hung his head and took a step back. "Sorry," he whispered. Her mother nodded and started to tell Kevin what Immanuel had said. "I-I can't control it," he whispered to Karen. "I don't like this. I hate it when this happens. I have no control. Sam usually locks me in my room. He was hoping you would use the subduing charm to keep others safe from me."
"Kevin says he'll do what you said Immanuel. How do you know what's going to happen?" she asked him as she stood. "Is there something in the air or what? And what are the purple marks and strange things on your head? What's going on?" Her eyes darted from her daughter to Immanuel every second or two. She wanted answers that neither could provide.
"He knows what's going to happen to Kevin because it's what happened to me. I am fine, Sara will be fine, and if Kevin faints he'll be fine. The purple marks and there because he's changed. It happens every new moon. The ears-"
"Ears?" her mother said, shocked. Her hand slowly lifted from her side to Immanuel's head. The ears twitched away from her touch. When it was apparent she wasn't going to stop until she touched them, they fell to his head. But he himself made no move to get out of the way. He had been taught to stand still by Sam, and though he hated it and Sam was nowhere nearby, it was engraved into his mind.
"Immanuel take two steps back," Karen commanded. Immanuel did so without thinking. "Mama, stop it. Leave him alone. Why didn't you move earlier Immanuel?" she asked, turning to look at him. Immanuel didn't respond. Why didn't I move? Sam's not here. But that's who you are. You should be at home. You're a monster. You shouldn't be here. What if you hurt her? What will happen then? "Immanuel? Immanuel look at me"
So he did. He knew she was afraid when he did. He was afraid himself. It was getting harder and harder to control what he had become. Although he was still unsure of how he had controlled his demon side so far, he knew it wouldn't last long. Karen watched his red eyes darken to a deeper shade of red. She put a hand on his arm, and he put his hand on that arm. His grip grew steadily tighter and tighter until it drew blood.
"Karen! He's cut you!" Mrs. Bassi yelled.
"Shh mama," Karen said, trying to keep the wince out of her voice. "Immanuel? I am here for you, okay? It's okay to be what you are. Immanuel?" He didn't say anything to her. Only tightened his grip. He was cutting off the blood flow now, but it still seeped from where his claws were piercing her arm. "Please stop," she whispered. Then it came to her. She had to do this to him in her past life. "Inuyasha," she whispered. The small growl that had been forming in Immanuel's throat stopped suddenly. "Inuyasha listen to me."
"No!" he growled, tightening his grip. "I listen to no one! Especially a human like you! I listen to no one, not even Sesshomaru! I am in charge of myself! No one owns-!"
"I know Inuyasha," Karen said, keeping her voice calm. She kept her focus on Immanuel, though she knew her mother was worried to death, frozen in place by that fear. "Listen to me though. Just listen. I need you to let go of my arm. You are hurting me and I know you don't want to hurt me. Please, don't make me subdue you. It hurts me to hurt you like that."
"You can't sit me! Only one person can sit me! Kagome's not here wench!" he growled. "Only one person can sit me! Not Sesshomaru, not Miroku, not Kikyou! Only Kagome because only she has the power over me!"
"I am Kagome," she whispered, taking a step toward him. He, in turn, took a step back. "Please? I don't want to hurt you Inuyasha." He growled a warning as she took another step toward him, but he didn't move back this time. She took another step, and then another. She was mere inches from him now. "Please Inuyasha. Don't make me hurt you anymore."
"You can't! Only one person can hurt me and that's Kagome! And Kagome's dead! That bastard killed her! He killed her…" Immanuel grew quiet, though his grip never loosened. "I couldn't protect her. I loved her and I couldn't protect her. It's my fault she died that day. It's my fault they all died. Miroku and Kirara tried to save Sango, but even they died. Hell, even Sesshomaru died. At least he took the bastard with him." The thoughts of Naraku caused Immanuel's grip to tighten again. It was too much for Karen to handle, and a loud gasp escaped.
"Inuyasha… Immanuel I'm sorry. But sit." Instead of simply dropping to his knee, she watched as Immanuel did a full body drop onto her floor. He immediately let go of her arm as the necklace drug him down. Karen's left hand went to her right arm to cover the bleeding wound. Her mother's arms wrapped around her as they watched Immanuel stand again after a few seconds. "Immanuel?"
"What did I do?" he asked in a whisper that was almost too quiet to hear. Neither answered him so he looked up. He saw Karen's hand. He saw the blood seeping through her fingers. "I did that. I hurt you. I-I can't stay here." He turned and bent his knees slightly to jump away into the trees so he could run.
"Immanuel sit!" Karen called before he could run. He fell once more. "You will stay. You won't run this time. We're going to sit here and talk since that seems to be the only thing that keeps you from going totally demon. Mama," she said, turning to face her mother, "I am going outside to sit with Immanuel and talk. Don't worry about anything. I will be fine. Come on Immanuel."
"What about school tomorrow?" Mrs. Bassi asked.
"What about it?" Karen responded. "I'll go." She walked out the back door with Immanuel walking behind her slowly. "Look, it's okay. I don't care."
"It's not okay! I hurt you! That's never okay!" he shouted back. He watched Karen sit beneath the oak tree they were at earlier. "I hurt you," he whispered again.
"Come si- Come over here Immanuel. I want to talk to you," Karen said, patting the ground next to her. Immanuel hesitated for a few seconds and then sat next to her. "I haven't had the easiest life you know. My father died when I was four years old. Steven was only a year old, and he doesn't remember him. I do though. It was hardest on my mother. But our grandfather took us to live with him here. Nathan started picking on me in the seventh grade. He never really liked me. He was never the brightest bulb in the box in my opinion. However, he thought he was hot stuff. When he asked me out, I declined." Immanuel growled. Karen was his girl… in a way. "He insisted and I said fine, as long as my friends went with us. On a double date. Matt and Sara came. This was in the eighth grade.
"We went to the movies and he wouldn't stay off me. Sara and Matt were behaving because they knew it wouldn't help me. If Nathan saw them busy, he would be more forceful. Finally, he gave up caring about what they thought and kissed me hard." Immanuel's growl grew in volume. Karen placed a hand on his knee to calm him. "You have to listen to the whole story. I pushed him away of course. Sara got mad and slapped him upside the head. He hit her back so Matt punched him. Matt lost the fight with Nathan, but I got the last word. I was helping Sara off the floor when Nathan grabbed my arm and lifted me into a standing position. He tried to kiss me again, but my reflexes kicked in. And I kicked him. Higher than his knees, but lower than his stomach."
Immanuel's growl ceased and he turned to look at her. She had a feint blush on her cheeks, but continued anyways. "He doubled over and I helped Sara up. We got Matt up and carried him home. Nathan came to my house the next day. Sara, Matt, and Krystal were over. Krystal is Kirara," she said with a smile. He nodded, so she continued. "I love that cat I swear. She was hissing before the doorbell rang. My mother answered and showed him into the living room, where we were. Matt stood and shifted in front of us. It only caused Nathan to laugh slightly. When he reached for me, Krystal jumped from Sara's lap and bit into his arm."
Immanuel smiled. He had always loved Kirara too. Sounded like she hadn't changed one bit to him. His gaze shifted from Karen to the sky as he saw a very feint pink glow begin to claim the sky. Dawn. Thank Kami, he told himself. It will all be over soon. Karen was still talking. "I punched him in the face when he threw Krystal the ground. She fell against the couch and cried out in pain. So I punched him. I don't think he expected it to be quite so painful. My punch I mean. That was a Saturday. Monday, at school, everyone was amazed that someone had punched Nathan. And broke his nose. His eyes were black, and his nose bandaged. Sara and Matt told everyone it was me. I hated all the attention I got. However, that was the day I met Kristen.
"I guess everything has a reason for happening." She smiled up at Immanuel and noticed the sky turning pinker and pinker. Immanuel was changing too. At the same time that the purple slashes were disappearing, his ears slid to the side of his head to become normal again. His claws and fangs shrank, and his eyes turned golden. "I have a question for you Immanuel. Why can't you show emotion? Don't tell me the story you tell everyone else. I know all about our past life, and you showed plenty of emotion then."
"Emotion triggers a demon change," he said, the smile gone. "The madder I get, the more demon I become. If I were to change at school or somewhere that wasn't home I don't know what would happen. This was the first time in my life that I didn't change and go on a rampage. Or hurt somebody more than I hurt you." He looked at her arm, at the dried blood that rested there. "I am so sorry Karen."
"Don't worry about it. I'll wear a jacket or something. It's no big deal, okay?" she said, trying to comfort him. "We'll ask the others if they know anything new at school today. You'll need your school supplies so you need to get home and get them," Karen said as she stood up, brushing the dirt and leaves off of her.
"I brought them," Sam said, jumping out of the tree. "That was a touching story Karen. I am surprised to say the least that you are still alive. Losing your touch brother?" he sneered at Immanuel.
"Shut up," Immanuel said, snatching the backpack out of Sam's hand. "Let's go."