Inuyasha wears red, Kagome wears green, I don't own this manga, so please don't be mean!
Yeah, so I was soooo happy to receive at least three comments…and I am very greatful to those that took time to comment. Yeah, times have been tough, exams and all pretty hard…so first, I would like to take the time to comment on your comments!
Shel- Aw thanks for the comment…and yeah, Hakudoushi doesn't appear until late in the manga so it might be a wee bit hard to explain…I'm sure if you type in Hakudoushi you'll get images and biographies…all that jazz. Thanks again! o
Tlad- You want more? Oh joy and harmony! I'll give ya more alright XD
WindRyu Hyroko- Aw gracias! That brightened up my day…thanks again and now for Chapter three for yooooooooou!
By the way…the fight between Inuyasha and the gang, along with Kumiko and Hakudoushi isn't going to be shown until the next chapter. It takes up an entire chapter, so I decided to quit the small talk and make it a memory of Hakudoushi's…why? You'l see.
Chapter Three: A Single Beat, A Growing Pain
" Sit boy ", a young teen adorned in a green and white uniform huffed. Watching as the half-demon beside her crashed into the ground. With a small oomph! And a cry of pain, Inuyasha and Kagome stood in the midst of another rising fight. The monk Miroku sighed and leaned onto the bicycle nearby Shippou and Sango resting his staff against his shoulder. " Here we go again ", he yawned, preparing himself for the fight that was about to start. Grabbing Shippou from the basket of the bicycle, Sango slowly began to pull the two away from the human girl and the demon boy, knowing what would soon come next. The Feud had begun as well as the stress that came with it…
" WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR KAGOME! ", the demon boy cried out, hopping to his feet and glaring at the human girl. The bump on his head had grown considerably large and looked rather painful. Miroku sighed scratching the back of his head and chuckling at Inuyasha. He was never going to get the girl that way…it was obvious that Inuyasha was in love with Kagome. Thus, the reaction…
" THAT COMMENT WAS HIGHLY UNCALLED FOR INUYASHA ". Miroku couldn't help but giggle again. Kagome too loved Inuyasha…they both fought because they were in love…it was as clear as day. Sango too let loose a small giggle. The battles were always the same. Inuyasha would yell, Kagome would follow, the process would continue over and over again until one of them tired, or left the other.
" WHAT DO YOU MEAN COMMENT…ALL I SAID WAS WHAT ARE THOSE PINK THINGS ON YOUR BUTT! "
" THEY'RE CALLED STRAWBERRIES YOU IDIOT…AND THOSE ARE MY UNDERWEAR! YOU DON'T LOOK UNDER MY SKIRT! THAT IS CALLED HARRASMENT WHERE I COME FROM "
" YEAH, WELL ITS CALLED CURIOSITY WHERE I COME FROM AND I WAS JUST LOOKING "
" WELL LIKE THE SAYING GOES, CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT ! "
" I'M A DOG DEMON YOU IDIOT "
" WELL DON'T LOOK THERE AGAIN PERVERT! "
Miroku chuckled and looked up at the sky. It was nice to have someone else be reffered to as the pervert. That was usually his title…that reminded him. Pausing and slowly lowering his hand from the bicycle, Miroku felt his way along until his hand made contact with the woman named Sango's behind. As the woman began to blush bright red, Shippou covered his eyes. When he opened them again, the monk was lying face down on the ground a rather large bump on his head. Sango was still holding the boomerang in her hands. Rolling his eyes, the young fox demons shook his head and sighed. When would they ever learn?
" Say…Kagome "
" What Inuyasha! "
" Are those strawberries…edible by any chance? ", he asked reaching for the green skirt again. Blushing madly, Kagome took in a deep breath and screamed two words.
" SIT BOY "
Again the dog demon fell to the ground, making a rather large hole where soft lush grass once stood. Groaning the dog demon raised a hand begging for peace. On a normal day, Inuyasha would have been able to fight longer, harder. Yet, they had just come out from another small sparring match with Kouga…and he was not in the mood for anymore fighting. Nothing was more frightening than the wrath of a woman…and no wrath was more frightening than Kagome's. Raising his head, Inuyasha began to speak. However, he stopped. There was something out there, he could sense it, he could feel it. And most of all he could smell it.
Naraku..
Standing up, he quickly, yet gently pushed Kagome aside, and moved towards Miroku. " Miroku…you feel that? ", he asked growling slightly. Raising his head, Miroku looked up at the sky.Waves of power surged through the sky, making his body shiver and his blood run cold. The monk, now standing nodded and grasped his staff tight within his hands. " Of course I can…I could sense that aura from a mile away…it has to be Naraku ", he whispered.
" Or one of his minions "
Grabbing his sword with a single hand, Inuyasha unsheathed his father's fang, the Tetsuiga. The sword that had always been there when he had needed it. And now he needed it more than ever. There was something out there…and if it was Naraku, he would definitely finish him off. It was now or never. And yet. Sniffing the air once again, Inuyasha could feel another aura. Another scent. A strong scent…that smelled like a fresh new grave. Could it be…" Kikyou ", he whispered. Kagome straightened. " Kikyou ", she muttered in a worried tone biting her lower lip and staring up at the sky. There were only clouds and skies of blue. And yet…there was something strange about that one cloud. Something…odd
From the clouds above, Hakudoushi smirked, chuckling to himself and waiting for the right time to strike. " Kumiko…", he whispered turning to the girl. " I'll take the right, you take the left. These fools should be easy to dispatch with, especially considering that mutt thinks you're Kikyou ", he added. Kumiko paused, blinking and cocking her head to one side. " Kikyou? ", she asked again. Hakudoushi sighed. How many times had he explained it to her on the way here? " Kumiko…Kikyou was a dead priestess this mutt fell in love with…a long time ago. Everytime he sees her he falls head over heels in love with her. You posses the same aura as she…and the same scent, you reak of the dead. Just like Kikyou…And the best part is…", Hakudoushi snickered. " She wants to kill him ". Hakudoushi turned to look at Kumiko. Of course she had to find it amusing didn't she. As he faced her, Hakudoushi was shocked to see that she looked, almost sad..like she was about to cry. " What's wrong…don't you find that funny? ", he asked. Looking up Kumiko shook her head. " I don't find anything funny in that…", she whispered. " Especially if his heart was broken. For what can be more painful than a broken heart? ", she asked.
Hakudoushi turned from her. " Have you forgotten I have no heart? ", he asked shaking his head and glaring at her. Kumiko paused. " No…I have not forgotten ", she whispered.
" Good ", Hakudoushi replied. " Then let us go into battle….no mistakes. If there is nothing more painful than a broken heart, then I am more powerful than any demon or man who ever walked the earth "
With a leap, Hakudoushi had jumped from the cloud. Sighing, Kumiko followed.
It was only two hours later, that they had retreated back to the cloud and to safety nearby.
All that Hakudoushi could remember, was the pain. The pain that surged throughout his body and the pain that was now coursing throughout his veins. He had been wounded badly by the mutt and was not in the mood for any more battles. He had retreated. Inuyasha had won…for now. Beside him, Kumiko sat, hurridley brushing away the ripped shards of clothing from his back and applying herbs that she had found. " Don't bother ", Hakudoushi groaned moving away from her. Though It was painful, it was needed. He didn't need her help. Kumiko paused, biting her lower lip and brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face. " Are you absolutely sure? ", she asked. " You are wounded…I need to help you! ", she replied.
Hakudoushi sneered and pulled away from her reach. " Are you joking with me girl? ", he asked. " What could you do to help me? I am a demon I can heal myself ", he whispered. Kumiko sighed. Her husband…of just a couple of hours ago wasn't being rather kind. From what people had told her, and what she had discovered herself…she had put herself in quite a situation. However, she had to make the best of it…she had to do things right. For Chiyo, for sara..for her father…Turning away from the boy, Kumiko brushed away a stray tear from her eye and spoke again. " But, even so…I need to help you ", she whispered. Hakudoushi groaned. " You can help me by shutting up! ", he complained. " What is wrong with you…what is the reason that you will not leave me be? ", he asked.
Kumiko grew tense. Her spine erect and her eyes narrow. Turning to Hakudoushi she leaned in close to his face and whispered. " I will not leave you be…because I am your wife…you made me your wife, and now you must deal with your troubles ". Blinking slightly, Hakudoushi turned from her. Coughing slightly he tried to move again, but it was no use. His entire side ached from the wound. " Are you going to let me help you or not? ", she asked taking out the herbs. Hakudoushi bit his lower lip. Though he hated to admit it, he needed help badly…without proper care, he wouldn't survive the night. Grimacing, Hakudoushi nodded.
Kumiko's face lit up with excitement. " Good…", she replied cheerfully grabbing the herbs once again and applying them to his wound. As she continued to put them on Hakudoushi turned toher. " Why…why in the world do you do this? You should hate me…why do you not hate me, why do you not despise me…why not try and kill me? ", he asked. Kumiko paused…and then something strange happened. She smiled. " Because…I care about you ", she whispered.
In that instant something strange happened. Something strange…yet oddly painful. A small pink color came to Hakudoushi's cheeks. He felt hot, strange. His stomach began to feel weird and his hands began to shake. Then something hopped in his cheast. A beat…a heartbeat…was it a heartbeat? It couldn't be…He was heartless! He had no heart..and yet this girl…this girl had made him felt strange…he felt something for her…he actually felt something for her. When Kumiko had finished applying his herbs he muttered a quick thank you and turned away from her. He couldn't let her see him like this. Not now…what would she think of him? Why did he care what she thought of him? Biting his lower lip, Hakudoushi paused. Naraku would not be pleased with this….at all…Fearing what would happen, Hakudoushi felt his eyelids grow heavy…and slowly but surely, he fell into a deep sleep.