Disclaimer: D: sorry I am so late! I have three other stories (or four not sure) going on right now so I am having to update one every day!

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Chapter 4: Memories Of You

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"Azalie?" Inuyasha yelled, listening to his own voice echo through the forest. Scrunching up his forehead, stopping in his tracks and stomping one foot on the ground as hard as he could, he screamed out, "Azalie! Come out now!"

Turning himself around as he heard giggles, still seeing no sign of her. Hearing foot steps behind he, he whirled around, just in time to see Azalie coming towards him, and fast.

"Ahhhhh!" she yelled as she crashed into him, both of them rolling down the hill and hitting the bottom with a thud. Azalie fell beside him, laughing hard.

"Azalie! That's not funny! You scared me!" he yelled, bringing his fist down on her stomach. She started coughing, but he could tell she was still laughing between each cough.


"What? It was funny to me." she said, tackling him and bringing him to the ground again.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, still laughing.

"Don't worry, bubbie, I wouldn't let any demon get you." she said and tugged his hair gently, making him lean back and lay beside her.

"I'm not scared of no demons!" glaring at her with his intense golden eyes, then grinned. "I bet it was you that was scared. That's why you came out so quick. You thought a demon was on ya!"

"Feh! Not a chance baka!" she said. Inuyasha continued to glare at her, then his grin widened. Getting on top of her and holding her arms down, Inuyasha sucked in his breath. Bending over to face Azalie, he let a lugi slip out between his lips and hang over her face.

"Inuyasha! No! That's so gross!" Azalie tried to get out from under him, but his body mass was to much for her. "Stop!" she screamed, a powerful force coming between her and Inuyasha like a barrier, and pushing him back to land on his backside a couple feet away from her. "Inuyasha! Are you ok?" she got up and ran over to him, kneeling beside him. Blood ran out of his nose, Inuyasha lifted his hand and wiped it on his haori sleeve.

"What was that for?" he yelled, glaring at her.

"I didn't…I mean, I don't…what…" she stuttered. "I didn't mean to, it just happened!" Wiping the blood on his sleeve once more he stood up, brushed himself off slightly, and walked off. "Inuyasha? Where you going?"

"Home. I'm hungry." He said angrily, she could tell that that wasn't the only reason.

This always happens… Inuyasha thought to himself, as he headed home. Every time someone angered her, something just…happened.

A couple weeks agoAzalie had wanted to go outside to play in the rain, but mother had said no. Azalie slammed her fists on the table, and started to scream. At first, they had thought it was just she had inherited a temper, but then something happened.

The cabinet doors opened, plates and cups falling out and shattering on the floor or counters below, then toppling to the ground. The whole house seemed to shake as Azalie screamed. Mother had to cover her hand over Azalie's mouth, and soon as she did, everything was still again.

Mother had not let her out, because the village kids were outside and close. Mother feared letting Azalie, or himself, near the village kids, since before they had picked on Azalie, and she ended up landing her fist against one of the boys noses.

Inuyasha grinned. It wasn't like Azalie was manly for a girl, she was just tough, and didn't let anyone mess with her. Even though she came home with a couple scratches and bruises, he knew she had no regret about what she did to the boy and a couple others. She grinned every second mother had been nursing her scratches, she had hit them where it hurt, literally.

Azalie walked home alone, a large frown on her face. She kept asking herself what was wrong with her. Why did this always seem to happen? When her temper got to her, it was like she had no control over her self. And she knew this, for once almost beating a village boy to death for calling her words she had refused to repeat, even to herself.

She couldn't stand being different, and she knew she was, and when she had asked her mother about her father, she had only always said, "It's not nice to talk about the dead, sweet heart." She wasn't sure, but it was either, truly, she didn't like talking about the dead, or that there was something she wasn't telling her or Inuyasha.

Azalie blinked once, in a void of her own lost memories. Flashes of her as a younger child ran through her head, and flashes of another. Silver hair, golden eyes. A half demon, like herself but some how she couldn't put her finger on it who it was. She couldn't get it straight, she had memories of this person, but had no idea who it was.

She had seen his face before though, but some how that memory, too, had ran away from her and escaped her mind.

Finally, Azalie's eyes opened. She was engulfed in her own sweat, and her body seemed to be consumed by a fire within her own body. She only moved her head, soaking in her surroundings. She was relieved to know that she had remembered. She was in the forest, and had fallen asleep after a belly-buldging dinner. She looked over, her head still resting on Akidu's stomach, his fur reaching up and tickling her cheek.

Azalie leaned up, the sun was hidden behind the trees, but could still feel its warmth.

She stood up, not bothering to wake Akidu up. She had no need for him to come with her. She wanted to go alone.

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Inuyasha walked over, pulling the covers off of Kagome and grabbing her arm.

"Get up. We got breakfast." He said softly. Kagome leaned up, rubbing her eyes, trying to focus her eyes.

"'K." she said and got to her feet. She sat by Sango, Inuyasha sitting next to her and handed her a bowl of ramen.

He's strangly nice this morning… Kagome thought to herself. She shrugged and let it go, sticking her chop sticks into the noodles, and bringing up a hand full. Before she could stick them in her mouth, she turned to the sound of the leaves rustling, the others following suit.

Who stepped out, they didn't expect.

Azalie, the girl who had been stealing from villages, walked out of the foliage, stopping.

An awkward silence spread throughout the forest for a couple minutes, then, not waiting, Azalie spoke.

"Are you Inuyasha?" her words came out like she was already sure he was, but asking just in case.

Her silver eyes were fixed on Inuyasha, who had noodles hanging out of his mouth.

Seeing she would not get a reply, she continued.

"Last night, I had a dream about you, but how could I? I don't even know you, but I recognize you. I have never seen you before, but some how I know your face."

"Tell me who you are. Tell me why I have memories of you."

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Damn I am good. Another cliffy, yes, yes. Anyways, sorry for the six days of no chapters. I have had to update my other fanfictions and some days I have been to busy. So yeah, I will see you I don't have time to chat and not quite in the mood.

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