Code Name: Dark Angel

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10- She's Our Enemy

Previously

Kagome blinked at his back. What was his problem? Ever since they had gotten back to Miroku's museum, he had been acting strange. Not strange, angry. Very angry. "I heard Naraku say her name. It was--"

"Kikyo." Inuyasha cut her off.

"Huh?" Kagome stared at him in bewilderment. "How do you know?"

Inuyasha sighed and turned around, obviously finished with putting the groceries away. "She used to be the love of my life."

Now

Kagome fixed her gaze on Inuyasha's face, searching for any kind of hint that he was lying. She found none, however, and only saw that his amber eyes were filled with despondency. He had had a lover at one point in time? Honestly, she found this quite hard to believe, due to the fact that Inuyasha seemed more like the type to be unaccompanied, especially by a woman.

However, as she thought more and more about the fact that Inuyasha used to be in love, she felt a strange emotion rise up within her chest. Well, it wasn't really a strange feeling. She knew very well what it was. It was only strange that she felt that way over something as ridiculous as this. She hated the burning sensation inside of her.

Jealousy.

After he had said that, Kagome could think of nothing to say. She simply averted her eyes to the floor before turning around altogether so he would be staring at her back. Unfortunately, this sort of movement roused the pain in her upper body once again and she cried out unwillingly. She brought a hand up to her stomach quickly, as if one touch could suppress the pain.

She heard the sound of Inuyasha walking over to her and she felt anger bubbling up inside of her. She felt betrayed, in an odd sort of way. Perhaps it was due to the fact that he had never mentioned any woman in his life before her. But then again, was it his duty to inform her of his life? More specifically, his love life? No, it was not. They were not dating, so why would he?

He placed a hand on her shoulder in a gentle manner and sat down on the bed beside of her. "I need to change your bandages."

"I'm fine." She growled, partly from anger and partly from pain.

"Kagome," he said in a soft voice that she had never heard him use before. "I have to. You're soaked in blood."

"Leave me alone." She hissed.

She felt Inuyasha's hand drop onto the bed in between them and the room grew eerily silent. She didn't dare look in his direction, so she wasn't certain if he was staring her down. She convinced herself that it did not matter, however, and let out a shaking breath.

They sat in stillness for what seemed to be ages, but Kagome watched the clock. It had only been fifteen minutes. Finally, he broke the silence by speaking: "Kagome, are you acting this way because I told you about me and Kikyo?"

Kagome swallowed, but turned to face him, nonetheless. "Acting how? I'm not acting. And, personally, I could care less about you or Kikyo."

She didn't care how cruel she sounded. She was just saying how she felt. Or was she just saying what she thought he wanted to hear in order to cover up how she really felt?

Inuyasha stared at her for a long while. He was giving her a look between a glare and a saddened glance. But he never looked away, and neither did she. Even though his gaze was so intense, she willed herself to keep looking.

"Kagome," he whispered.

She thought for sure that he would continue the conversation on, but that didn't happen. He grabbed at the bandages that obscured her abdominal area gingerly and said, exceedingly soft: "Let me change your bandages."

She held back a tiny sob and turned around, letting him unwrap the bandages from her body. She trusted him not to look, even though she kept giving him furtive glances over her shoulder while he worked diligently. When he finished his work, he got up from the bed and tossed the dirty bandages in the trash before cutting the light out and collapsing onto his bed on the other side of the room. It squeaked under his weight, as every hotel bed seemed to do, and the room once again became silent.

She managed to lie down lightly enough that she didn't cause much pain in her back and simply stared at the ceiling in dejection. She kept glancing over at him, but only managed to get a look at his silver hair. Everything else, however, remained in shadow due to the darkness.

As the time ticked slowly by, she continually thought about the look in Inuyasha's eyes when she said she didn't care about him or Kikyo. That was only halfway true. She despised Kikyo with a passion; and not because she was Inuyasha's ex. She was on Naraku's side, for crying out loud. Why would she like her own enemy?

But, she realized, Inuyasha had been her enemy once. And look how things turned out. They team up to catch one of the most notorious villains in the world. And what does she do?

She falls for him.

She thought about it more and more as it grew later and later. She loved Inuyasha. He meant everything to her. They hadn't be together that long, either. But they had known each other for a few years. She constantly watched his every move after he was released from prison, and he knew it. She would see him steal a furtive peek at her as she followed him, up on rooftops.

As all of this struck her like a ton of bricks, she suddenly had the courage to tell him. She sucked in a deep breath. "Inuyasha?"

He didn't respond for some time and Kagome waited patiently. At first, she thought he had fallen asleep, but he eventually answered: "Yeah? What?"

"I…" She snapped her mouth shut as a thought popped into her head. What if he didn't love her in return? What if he was concealing his desires and feelings from her, and he still loved Kikyo? She couldn't bear the thought and didn't wish to make a complete fool of herself. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for being so cruel earlier."

"Don't worry about it." He said. "It's all right."

"No," she persisted. She didn't want the conversation to die. Not yet. Because she wanted him to talk. She wanted him to know that she did not hate him. "Look, I don't know anything about Kikyo. But she is helping Naraku--"

"No!" He shrieked acrimoniously, leaping to his feet. She knew he had gotten up because she had heard the thudding of his feet hitting the thin carpeted floor. "She isn't! All right? She isn't!"

Kagome flinched from how stentorian his voice had become and felt tears brim at her eyes. It was odd, how she hadn't cried once since her parents were murdered and ever since Inuyasha came along, she always felt sad. "Inuyasha…She is…"

"No!" He argued. "She isn't helping him!"

"You saw her yourself!" Kagome cried back, a tear sliding down her cheek. "She was holding you captive! She was with Naraku, Inuyasha. She's helping him."

He did not respond, but she heard the unmistakable sound of a growl emanating from deep within his chest. He was pissed, and she knew it. This fact, however, did not stop her from getting up and going around her bed just to be in front of him. She stopped about a foot and a half away from him and stared. His eyes seemed to glow in the darkness. Or was it from the light that seeped in from the cracks in the shade?

"Inuyasha…Please…I know it's hard to believe." She took a couple of cautious steps forward and extended a hand slowly toward him. "But you have to deal with it. He's our enemy and if she's helping him, then…well, she's our enemy, too."

Impetuously, something came in contact with the left side of her face and she went reeling onto the bed from the force. She screamed in agony from her stab wounds and felt the bandages tear, almost like her heart. Warm liquid oozed from her injuries and onto the bed, where she lay, hunched up and afraid. He had slapped her. He had actually drawn back his hand and struck her across the face!

For a long while, it was silent. She couldn't do anything but sit in astonishment and desolation. As she sat there, holding her face with one hand and her bleeding stomach with the other, more blood continued to leak out onto the bed and all over her clothing. It even spilled through her fingers and it also dripped down her back.

"Inuyasha…"

That was all it took, it seemed, to snap him out of his reverie. He suddenly moved, as if he had just realized what he had done and he turned toward her. "Kagome, I…"

She gulped, but did not raise her eyes to meet his. "Save it," she commanded through numb lips. "I've had enough."

She pushed herself up to her feet, only to cry out and collapse to the floor. Tears were flowing freely down her cheeks now. But it didn't matter; she did not care. He placed a hand on her shoulder and she jerked it away. "Stop it!" She yelled. "Leave me alone."

"Kagome…"

"Shut up!" She clenched her fists and held back the pain before jumping to her feet. It hurt immensely, but she chose to defy her body's plea to collapse yet again, and she began gathering her things together. She tied her wounds up with a old shirt before dressing completely and heading for the door.

"Where are you going?" Inuyasha asked.

Kagome stopped with the door halfway open, welcoming some of the dim, golden light inside. "Somewhere to get away from you."

To say that he looked hurt by this would have been a massive understatement. He looked deeply torn on the inside.

Before she went outside, she paused. "Oh, and if you really want her that much, then go crawling back to her. I don't think there will be much of a welcoming party, though. To you, it might end up being a little…dead."

And that's when she walked out the door; and possibly out of his life.

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