Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha or any other anime - I just like making up stories…oh, and this is my third official fan fic and my first InuYasha fan fic so I'll just apologize now if it sucks. Sorry!


Chapter Two: Inuyasha Gets Spooked
The morning came with a general sigh of relief. Inuyasha hadn't slept at all that night and his usual grumpiness was magnified. The ladies were packing up the sleeping gear and preparing a small breakfast that would tide them over until their next meal, but the half-demon wasn't interested in eating.

"Are we gonna get on the road here or what?" He growled.

"Just relax; we're getting ourselves together as fast as we can." Kagome said. "We have to eat something."

Inuyasha went back to his pacing. The young kitsune had been preoccupied with bringing fresh water into the cave to cook and washwith and had missed his step, causing the pail of water he was carrying to spill.

"Hey! You idiot, watch where you're going!" Inuyasha barked and popped Shippo on the head with his fist.

"It isn't his fault Inuyasha!" Kagome said, coming to Shippo's aid. "It's a pretty big pail." She helped the little fox gather the pail again and turned to Inuyasha with her hands on her hips. "What's the matter with you anyways? Why are you so irritable this morning? "

Inuyasha merely grunted and turned away. It's not like you'd understand, he thought. You fell right back to sleep after your nightmare, but I had to keep a close watch over you all night long! Damn, I wish I could figure out what that dream was all about.

"Ah, breakfast, the most important meal of the day!" The monk rose and began to poke around near the women, investigating their breakfast options. "So, Kagome, were your dreams better after you went back to sleep?"

Kagome stared into space without answering. An uncomfortable silence filled the cave. Sango cleared her throat before speaking. "Dreams really are silly things, after all, most of the time they're controlled by our most recent meal." She laughed.

"Yes, but they can be prolific. There may be more to this dream than we understand right now." Miroku said.

"No there's can't be. It's just a dream." Sango insisted.

Kagome sighed and went back to her breakfast. Those two could keep arguing for the next two hours if we let them, she thought. But they both have a point. My dream was so real, so terrifying – what does it mean?


After breakfast Kagome had her stuffed yellow backpack strapped on her back and was following the others out of the cave when it happened. It was as if a force field had been formed over the mouth of the cave. As she attempted to exit, a strong force threw her back on to the ground. She landed several feet into the cave with a yelp.

Inuyasha was the first on the scene.

"What are you doing in there?"

"I – I don't know!" Kagome said with a look of bewilderment.

"Well, come on then!" The han'yo growled impatiently.

Kagome got to her feet and hesitantly followed her friend back towards the caves entrance again. For the second time she was thrown, this time smacking her head against the cavern wall and immediately becoming unconscious.


It was the void again, cold and empty. Kagome was floating along, just like before and the voice had returned, calling to her, beckoning to her. "Where are you?" She called again, and again no acknowledgement was made. The voice kept calling. "Help me. Only Kagome can help me." Kagome frowned. "But I AM Kagome! I can help you! But you have to help me! I have to know where you are!" The void continued to ignore her and Kagome struggled with nothing and again the pain came to her with a force, only this time it came to her head. Searing, hot pain surged through her head. Kagome screamed.
"Kagome!" Inuyasha was at her side in a moment assessing the damage done to her head by the cave wall. He scowled at her injury.

"Kagome!" Shippo reentered the cave in a streak of tears and fur. At the sight of the blood leaking from Kagome's face, he began to cry.

"What was that?" The second woman of the party was examining the cave's mouth.

"It looked like a barrier of some sort. But it only affected Kagome. For some reason, it threw her back into the cave. Apparently we can leave this cave, but Kagome cannot." The monk wisely reasoned.

"What?" Inuyasha fumed. "What the hell does that mean?" He turned to the monk.

"It's a mystery." Miroku "I suppose our mission is briefly interrupted until we solve it. Kagome, can you hear me?"

Kagome's eyes were fluttering open as a grimace appeared on her face, proving that she was aware of her situation. "Ugh. What happened?" She groaned.

"You were thrown back from the front of this cave Kagome. Let me treat your wounds while we try to figure this out." Sango stooped down beside her injured friend and began to inspect the side of her face.

Inuyasha on the other hand, had trekked back to the entrance and was growling furiously at it. What the hell is going on? I checked this stupid cave for demonic aura, I can't smell anything – so what the hell is happening to Kagome!

"Inuyasha," the monk had joined him at the front of the cave. "There seems to be something about this cave that makes it have supernatural powers. Do you sense anything?"

"No." Inuyasha said. "I can't figure it out. Whatever it is that stops her from leaving has not effect on the rest of us. Something weird is going on here."

"You can say that again. Did you see the force of her impact on the ground? Whatever threw her back was strong. I think we shouldn't encourage her to try to leave again."

"Yeah, right." Inuyasha mumbled as he walked away from the monk. Something weird is definitely going on. I don't like this at all.


To Be Continued...
That's all for now – I'll be back after Thanksgiving! lisa