When the Light Goes Out
Kiwi: Hello! Sorry for the wait… All righty, now for my little blah that you probably won't read. Which is fine because all I'm gonna say is that I have actually almost planned out most of the plot in my head, a big first, and I know how I'm gonna end this…. Hee hee, I'm evil. But that means I might actually finish this, then maybe my other stories. But yes, I'm wasting space.
I want to reply to all my wonderful reviewers, 'cause all of you are great and reading your reviews and questions helped me focus on this more. But I can't respond to each of you, I'm not supposed to, so I'll just thank all of you like this:
Thanks to: katsheswims, RamblingPhilosopher, Belldandychan, InuyashaSano :D , InuKagluver91, DemonGirl11, Mrs. Kori Ander Grayson, Shadow The Inu Youkai, i.swear.to.drunk.im.not.god, Kurinju-sama.
Onward!
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Hello Bob,
It's horrible. I'm sorry for the tear-marks… it's just, Mom and Souta are dead. There was an accident, and they died instantly. I don't think it was an accident, but even if I was right I can't prove it…. I don't even have enough money for a funeral. I don't know what to do… and I'm scared. Now I'm completely alone…
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Inuyasha was watching someone die. It reminded him of how he had watched his parents die while protecting him and killing that man, Kagome's father. He thought this was familiar, but then again, he knew he was dreaming. He was in a forest area, but the scenery wasn't in focus. Two figures in front of him were. One was pinning the other to the ground, so that he couldn't see one of them. The one on top was a man with long, greasy hair, andInuyashacould see his red eyes glinting. The one underneath hit him rather hard somewhere in the face. He leaned down to who ever was trapped under him, telling them to stop struggling. Then he heard the girl, for the voice was feminine, tell him he'd have to kill her first. The man made a swift movement, Inuyasha could smell blood. The girl screamed at him, loud. It was agonizing and almost heart wrenching how she screamed. She called him a coward, yelled at him for ruining her life. The man grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, and Inuyasha saw her face as he slit her throat. 'Kagome…'
"Kagome!"
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"Inuyasha?" Sango shook Inuyasha's shoulders. "Inuyasha, wake up," she was getting frustrated. Where was Kagome? She would have a funny way to wake him up. 'Well…I could always braid his hair…' Sango laughed at the thought, but she needed to wake him up now. Still… so tempting… Sango sighed as she went to the kitchen for a moment. The old pipes groaned a bit, and Sango emerged with a glass of water. 'How unoriginal,' she moped. But, it would have to do. She dumped it over Inuyasha's head just as he was waking up on his own. Oops.
"What the hell!" Inuyasha roared, sitting up while his ears twitched, trying to get the water out. Sango muffled a giggle.
"Sorry, Inuyasha, but I had to wake you up. Oh, why were you on the couch?"
""Cause that's where I fell asleep," Sango nodded.
"Uh huh. Well, where's Kagome?" Inuyasha growled. "Well, someone woke up on the wrong cushion. Really where is she?"
"I don't know, and I sure as hell don't care," he replied moodily. Sango raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, you guys had a fight," Inuyasha growled at her again. "Fine, whatever. I just came to get you up, we have company today,"
"Like who?"
"Miroku has to baby-sit," Sango said, nearly laughing out right.
"What?"
"Yeah, I know-"
"Who the hell would trust him enough not to ruin their kid?" Sango finally laughed her agreement.
"Yeah, but anyway, I came here to wake you up since this is where he's headed," Inuyasha groaned. "I also wanted to figure out what we were going to do about Kagome," She noticed Inuyasha looking down.
"I don't think we'll see much of her today," Sango observed his flattened ears, how he was staring holes into the floor and his clenched fists.
"Oh," was all Sango said.
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Sango and a grumpy half-demon were sitting outside, waiting for Miroku and his charge. Sango had seen Inuyasha in a bad mood before, but this was ridiculous. He was sulking and muttering curses and raging over every little thing. He had only acted like this when… 'Oh, Inuyasha…'
"Inuyasha?" He didn't even look up to glare at her from his position on the grass. Sango sighed. "All right, you're in a crap-tastic mood. You're going to yell at me no matter what I do, so I'm just gonna ask. Have you been thinking about your parents again?" Inuyasha growled viciously and glared at her. To anyone else, he would have been very frightening, but Sango just smiled apologetically. 'At least I got a reaction,' But then she frowned in confusion. "So I was right, but what does Kagome have to do with this?" Inuyasha looked down.
"Feh,"
"Don't give me that, she's my friend too!" Inuyasha looked up to see Sango staring angrily at him, worried for both of them. He was tempted to ignore her, but something about how Sango was glaring at him, about how protective he knew she could be made him mumble an answer at her.
"She was telling me about her life… and to make a long story short, she told me about her murderer. He killed her family after using her father. Her father was used…he killed my parents," Inuyasha finished glumly. Sango gasped inwardly, but she knew Inuyasha did not want her sympathy.
"So, now you're upset. Of course you are, your parents were killed. But who are you really mad at?" Inuyasha gave no answer. Of course Sango was right, it wasn't Kagome's fault. Hell, she had been alone her entire life and just when she started trusting him, he goes and gets upset at her because of what that bastard Naraku did. To both of them.
Sango could tell Inuyasha was mulling over what she had said. Her own thoughts drifted toward Kagome, the ghost girl who had always been alone, who she was feeling so sorry for at the time, even though she could bet Kagome didn't want her sympathy either. 'Oh, what am I doing, she doesn't need my pity,' Sango sighed. "Inuyasha?" she asked, mainly to get rid of the awkward silence, "Do you know what her murderer's name was?"
"…Naraku."
Sango swore her heart stopped.
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Sango was standing in her parent's house, watching. Just watching. She wanted to move away, or maybe enter and warn the inhabitants of the danger coming, but she couldn't move. She was frozen.
The day was late, the sun low. She could hear her family eating dinner. And then, without moving her feet, she was there. She saw her father and mother, her brother, and a nine-year-old self. She saw her parents, her mother and father who worked with the police, alive at the head of the table. They had been demon-slayers for generations, so it was a natural thing. Their skills came in handy sometimes in their line of work, they were assets when demons caused trouble. Maybe that was how they got caught up in what would kill them. Sango wanted to turn away, but her eyes stayed focused on the family.
She remembered that day. Her parents had uncovered some kind of fraud run by demons, and they were tense, but happy that they had brought it down. She supposed because they were that much closer to catching Naraku…it was all they could talk about, that evil demon. There was a knock on the door and Sango watched as she and her brother were ushered down the hallway, just in case…
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Sango shook her head to clear the unwanted images, she didn't want to think of what had happened next. Tears would do her no good, she would not cry. She would not cry. Blinking away the last remnants, she put those thoughts away as she saw Miroku walking toward the house. Past was past, and there were other things bothering her now, mainly concerning a certain half-demon and a ghost girl. Inuyasha was glaring moodily at the ground, and was definitely not going to be in the mood for baby-sitting. Certainly not in the mood for Shippo, whom Miroku was charged with.
'Speak of the devil,' Sango just had to grin as she saw Miroku walking to the house, little Shippo in tow. He was laughing and teasing the little fox demon with red hair and a fluffy tail, and Shippo looked excited to see new people. 'Can't even tell he's a lecher… he might actually make a good father…' Sango smiled to herself before she realized what she had just thought. 'WHAT! Where the hell did that come from!' Inuyasha, still upset mostly at himself, glanced at Sango. She was acting weird, and he was tempted to say so. 'Kagome would have asked her what was wrong…' Well, so much for that. Inuyasha went back to glaring at the ground, barely acknowledging when Miroku walked up to his house.
"Hello Inuyasha, you look terrible," Miroku simply stated. Shippo giggled.
"Shut up, lech. You too runt." Shippo fumed.
"I'm no runt-!" Shippo started, but Miroku stopped him.
"Now now, Shippo, Inuyasha is just in one of his moods," Miroku looked at Sango, who gave him a warning look. Yep. Inuyasha was in a bad mood. "Well Inuyasha, do you mind if we come in?" the half-demon simply grunted, not like Miroku would have stopped anyway. Sango followed Miroku and Shippo to the kitchen, where Miroku had the little fox demon sit down.
"Shippo, I would like to introduce you to Sango," he said as they settled inside, Inuyasha still moping outside. Shippo smiled.
"Hello. So you're the one who Miroku made his love slave-" he was abruptly shut up by Miroku, grinning innocently while covering Shippo's mouth. Too late, Sango was already fuming. Miroku swore she was going to blast him out of this life and the next, but she just smiled. Of course, this smile gave new meaning to the term 'animosity,' and this scared both the people in the room to death.
"Shippo," she spoke sweetly and calmly, making Shippo's blood run cold as she removed Miroku's hand. "Would you please come with me?" Shippo gulped and, being too afraid to refuse, nodded.
"Um… S-Sango? I don't think that's such a good idea-" Sango glared at him, effectively shutting him up.
"Now Shippo, I want you to tell me everything he said about me…" she told him as she moved him toward another room. Miroku groaned. 'I'm so dead.' He knew running would be fruitless.
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Inuyasha stared at the ground as if it was the most interesting thing on earth. His thoughts wandered here and there, from Kagome to his parents, to Naraku, to his cursed existence, back to Kagome and so on in lop-sided circles. Is train of thought however was effectively derailed when he heard a banshee crying in fury, "WHAT!" That would be Sango. He wondered dimly what Miroku had done now. As if on cue, the lecher was thrown out the door roughly to land beside Inuyasha. Inuyasha was surprised that the lech was still conscious, he had a nasty bump and ugly bruise on his head and face.
"What did you do?" Inuyasha asked Miroku, positioned upside down on the steps leading toward the door next to him.
"Well-"
"MIROKU! WHAT KIND OF SICK MIND IS IN THAT DISGUSTING HEAD OF YOURS! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!" Sango raged, literally raged, from the doorway.
"I may have fabricated a little-" Miroku started uneasily.
"YA THINK!" came the fury-induced reply, sending Miroku to cower behind Inuyasha, who was apprehensive himself. Sango was scary.
"What on earth were you thinking, poisoning his mind like that!" 'Oh,' realized Inuyasha.
"Inuyasha, please save me!" Inuyasha glared disgustedly at the pervert clutching his leg. Not only was he twisted, he was a coward too. Inuyasha sure wasn't going to help. (Besides, he didn't want to be on the wrong side of Sango right now…)
"Let go of me."
"What kind of friend are you? Leaving me to die," Miroku tried to look more hurt than scared for his life.
"You got yourself into this yourself," Inuyasha replied as he stepped away, then sat back as Sango jumped at Miroku and preceded to chase him around the yard.
"So I guess what he said wasn't true?" asked Shippo as he magically appeared beside Inuyasha.
"Nothing that pervert says is true," Shippo nodded, storing away that information for later. 'Poor runt, bet his innocence is ruined for good,' Shippo sat down next to him an watched the pair, Miroku fleeing and crying words of apology while Sango rampaged behind him, threatening to assure he never had kids. Shippo suddenly turned to Inuyasha.
"They like each other, don't they?" Inuyasha looked at him.
"Feh. Like I would know." Sango was catching up. Miroku ran faster, Inuyasha had never seen him run so fast. But Sango had the power of fury on her side. Poor Miroku.
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Even Inuyasha couldn't deny the pathetic Miroku begging for his genitals to remain where they were. He convinced Sango to let him keep all limbs, but couldn't help but snicker just a bit as she beat him senseless otherwise. He had it coming. Now Miroku was nursing his wounds and Sango was tossing a ball with Shippo. Inuyasha was still sore over Kagome, whom he hadn't even heard of all day. So he just sat dejectedly in his lawn, moody, restless and not at all too cheery.
Miroku, watching the temperamental half-demon and knowing he wasn't going to get anything from him, started making his way toward Sango. He was smart enough to keep his hands in front of him, in the air where she could see them. He felt like he was being arrested. Sango glared at him viciously from her seat on the ground where she would toss Shippo the ball. Miroku waved his hands in a gesture of peace and kneeled a respectful distance from her.
"What do you want?"
"Sango, my dear. How cold," he replied, feigning being offended. Sango raised her eyebrow at him. Miroku sighed. "I'm concerned about our half-demon friend, and Kagome, who seems to have truly disappeared." Sango sighed, still eyeing Miroku's hands, but her anger dissipated somewhat.
"I think Kagome and Inuyasha had a fight. She was telling him about her family, and about her murderer."
"She was murdered?" Miroku asked, astonished.
"Yes. And he did a fine job of ruining her life too. I don't know the whole story, but I guess this person somehow forced Kagome's dad to… well.." Sango shifted uncomfortably.
"What?" Miroku urged, leaning in closer and not even noticing. Sango didn't either. She glanced over at Inuyasha, too absorbed to notice them. Still.
"Kill Inuyasha's parents," she mumbled quietly. "And I can't help but feel bad for both of them." Miroku looked at her in a stunned silence.
"Well," he stated finally, "I can see why that could cause problems." Sango merely nodded. She had been tossing the ball with Shippo the entire time, not completely noticing it, and not really paying attention. She tossed it again as it came toward her, but too hard. It went right over Shippo's head.
"Hey! Are you even paying attention!" Sango looked up.
"Oh, I'm sorry Shippo," Shippo just huffed as if he was annoyed and ran to retrieve the ball.
"Shippo! No, wait!"
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Inuyasha was gazing off into space, though his gaze was directed toward the grass. He knew Miroku was talking to Sango, and dimly he knew they were talking about him and Kagome. 'Kagome…' His thoughts began to wander again. Sango's cry abruptly stopped that. He looked up to see Shippo was chasing a ball into the street. This street was normally quiet, but fate was cruel and decided a car just had to come along. Inuyasha was getting up as Sango and Miroku were also rising, and he realized they wouldn't make it in time and the driver wouldn't even be able to see Shippo…
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Shippo happily skipped to the street after the ball that was rolling away. Of course he didn't check for cars, why bother on such a lazy street? He had just entered the street when the ball just… stopped. Then it began to roll toward him. He moved forward to grab it, and that's when he heard the car, Sango yelling for him. He looked up and froze. Big hunk of metal on wheels hurdling to crush you with no signs of stopping, yes that's frightening. He wanted to run, but he couldn't. He couldn't even close his eyes. He was going to die.
Then he felt the back of his shirt pull, and he was dragged into the air and back over the grass in front of Inuyasha's house. He was… flying!
"I'm flying! I'm flying!" Shippo, still a bit shocked about nearly getting run over, was shouting in half joy and half wonder. Sango, Miroku and Inuyasha stopped in their progress to the street, which the car had already driven down and was out of sight. They just looked up at him for a moment, suspended in the air, before he was placed gently in Sango's arms.
"Oh Shippo! Don't scare us like that!" Sango cried at him. Miroku just let out the breath he had been holding and brushed his hair back. Inuyasha just sighed and relaxed a little.
"Did you see me? I was flying! How's it possible?" Shippo was jumping excitedly in Sango's arms. Sango looked at Miroku, unsure at how to answer this. He, in turn, looked toward Inuyasha, not sure what to do either. Inuyasha did something between a sigh and a groan before calling to what looked like the sky, "Kagome? Where are you?" Silence. Shippo looked at Inuyasha like he was crazy. Then a girl appeared from no where next to him.
"I'm here," she said, looking slightly worse for wear. Shippo jumped slightly in surprise, then climbed down from Sango and walked to her.
"Did—did you save me?" Shippo asked. Kagome smiled and nodded, kneeling so she was closer to his height. Shippo looked at her for a moment, then he smiled and threw himself at her to hug her. Only he went right through her. The look of pain on Kagome's face did not go unnoticed by Inuyasha before Kagome turned to the stunned Shippo.
"I'm sorry Shippo. You see, I'm a ghost."
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Kiwi: All right, that's enough for now. Really sorry for the delay, I wasn't sure how to do this really. Hope it turned out all right. Also hoped you enjoyed it. Until later!