Now I know ya'll are pretty pissed at me for not updating this story for a long time while making another one. Here's the thing: the story I was writing has been in a notebook of mine for the past . . . forever. On the contrary, these stories come off the top of my head as I write them. And I've discovered that I write terribly on paper. So I haven't been able to write these, while I gave said notebook to a friend of mine who, thankfully, editted it enough for it to be decent. So here I am, updating.
Btw, TD. I don't wanna hear it. I know what you're thinking, but please, uh, don't, uh, yeah . . . yell at me . . .
Disclaimer: ...hugs compy... I love you! I own you! I own all the pictures on you! ...stops hugging it and thinks for a sec... Too bad that's about all I own . . .
Kagome silently slid to the base of a tree, exhausted from her weeks of wandering. She hadn't eaten or slept in days, and it would be a miracle if she had either until she got to the safety of another village. She looked up at the full moon, appreciating its comfort, thinking over everything that had happened to her.
Flashback
A much younger Kagome slung her backpack beside the well, sitting on its edge to fume. 'Stupid Inuyasha. Always being such a jerk. I swear, I wish I never met him.'
She sighed, peering into the well. 'What am I supposed to do? I can't leave now. Didn't he say that he caught a whiff of Naraku? They'll need me. The last thing I want is to come back and find them all dead . . .'
Sighing again, she stood up and swung her backpack over her shoulder. 'I'll give him one more chance. One more insult, and I'll leave for a month.' Still fuming, she entered back into the forest.
After walking for a few minutes, she gazed around, not recognizing her surroundings. "Don't tell me . . ." she said out loud. She groaned. "I'm lost . . ."
Setting her backpack down on the ground, she started looking around, trying to find a landmark she recognized. There were none.
'Oh, this is just great. First, I get in a fight with Inuyasha and now I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere! This is all Inuyasha's fault!' Fuming more than before, she took one more sweep with her eyes . . . and saw something.
"Hello?" She took a cautious step towards it. "Is someone there?"
The thing in front of her slowly shifted into focus. It was a man. A man with short, fire red hair that had his back to her.
"Hello?" She could tell the man was a youkai, but he didn't seem to be a harmful one. "Can you help me find my way back to my friends?"
The demon ever so slowly turned to face her, his eyes still hidden in shadow. "Alone, are you, miko?"
The way the man said it sent chills down Kagome's spine. "Uh . . . yeah . . . listen. Can you help me find my way back?"
"Are they looking for you?"
"Umm . . ." She started to back away from him. His questions were getting to her. "I . . . don't think so . . ."
"Good . . ." His eyes suddenly glowed blood red.
"Wha-What are you doing?" Kagome started backing up faster. Before she knew what was going on, the demon had her by the shoulders. "Let me go!"
The glow disappeared from his eyes, revealing them to be a burning red, burrowing into her soul. She found herself paralyzed, unable to move out of fear.
The youkai grinned evilly. "Such a pretty, young thing . . ." he cooed, stroking her cheek with his fingers. "And a miko as well . . ."
Kagome started shaking. "S-Stop . . . wh-what d-do you w-want with me?"
"Just a little pleasure." His grin widened.
"N-No . . . Inuyasha . . . help . . ." She could barely bring her voice above a whisper.
"No one will come. You're wasting your time." The demon started tracing down her face and neck.
"Inuyasha . . . Inuyasha . . ."
"Silence." He wrapped his hand around her neck, and it suddenly felt like fire on her bare skin. "You're mine . . ."
End Flashback
A rustle in the bushes grabbed her attention away from the moon. She sensed the presence of a demon close-by, and immediately put up her guard. "Whose there?"
"Just an old friend, miko." Two glowing red eyes appeared in the middle of the dense trees.
Kagome stood up, grabbing an arrow off her back and putting it into her bow. "Who are you?!" Her voice held a hint of ice, a trait she had aquired from her years of unrest.
The creature laughed. "I would've thought that you would be reminded of me everyday, what with that hanyou son of yours running around with you."
The miko's eyes widened greatly, then changed into slits. "What're you doing here?!"
"I found out you had a son. I don't greatly appreciate the fact that you passed my blood onto a hanyou, miko."
Kagome growled in anger, then pulled her bow taut. "Don't you lay a hand on Jiko!"
"Jiko? Is that what you're calling him?"
"Stay away from him!" She let the arrow fly, and with a thud, the eyes disappeared. Kagome couldn't believe it. Did she just do what she thought she just did? "Is he . . ." She walked forward into the trees where the youkai had been.
"Dead?" A voice behind her snapped her back to reality. "Do you honestly think a lowly mortal like you could kill me?"
She turned around, drawing out another arrow but found her throat already in his hand.
"I had to search high and low to find you after I found out about this little 'Jiko.' Did you honestly think you could hide?" He squeezed.
Unable to draw her bow, Kagome resorted to channeling her miko powers into the point where his hand was clenched on her neck. It glowed a pale blue, and she watched the demon flinch.
"You've gotten better," he said though clenched teeth. "But your powers cannot overpower mine . . ." His hand suddenly became as hot as fire as it glowed a dull red.
Kagome cried out in pain.
"Now tell me where this Jiko is. I wish to rid this world of a hanyou with my blood."
"Never!" She squeezed her eyes shut tight. "I'll never tell you where to find him! I don't care what you do to me!"
"I see." He released her, taking a few sniffs of the air as she fell to the ground. "You reek of a village . . .a village and blood. I'll find this blood, and that's where I'll find your son." He smirked, his burning red eyes showing his murderous intent. "Of course, I'll be back for you, miko. After I finish off Jiko that is."
Kagome quickly drew her bow and pointed it at the youkai. "I won't let you touch him!" She released it, and mentally cursed as he backflipped it, vanishing into thin air. "Jiko! I need to find him before he does!" She quickly stood and began running, running back to the village to protect her one and only son.
Not too far away, said hanyou was slowly making his way through the dense forest, not quite himself this night. His hair was as dark as midnight and his eyes were a soft brown. It was his night of vulnerability.
Falling to the ground again, he looked up at the moon, tears pricking his eyes. 'Mommy . . . where are you? You've always protected me on these nights . . . why don't you now?'
His mind flashed back to all the times he had been saved from the torment of the villagers by his mother. All the times she had almost sacrificed herself for him. She was the best mother he could ever hope to have, and now she was gone.
'What did I do, Mommy? Should I not have brought Inuyasha back with me? Should I've protected myself better? What did I do?!' He stood up again, wiping away his freshly fallen tears.
He trudged on, doing everything in his power to keep the rest of his torrent of tears at bay. 'I won't cry anymore! I won't cry!' He tripped over yet another exposed tree root, this time landing on his arm. A sickening crack echoed throughout the trees as he cried out in agony.
White hot pain seared through his arm as it limply lay under him. Still trying to keep the tears that were begging to fall at bay, he rolled onto his back, eyes closed as he breathed through clenched teeth. 'Mommy . . . help me . . .'
He opened his eyes, gazing up at the moon, doing his best to ignore the pain. 'Mommy . . . I need you . . . what am I supposed to do without you?'
Suddenly, a drop from an overhanging tree branch fell on his face, causing him to close his eyes to keep it from falling in them. A few more drops fell as a squirrel rushed around in the tree. Jiko felt as if each one that landed on his arm was a knife being stabbed into it.
'I need to find Mommy . . . I can't stay here . . .' He tried to sit up, but found himself off balance with his now broken arm. 'I . . . I can't move . . . what do I do now? What do I do, Mommy?'
He cracked open his eyes again, this time catching a glimpse of a pale face and black hair. It was looking concernedly down at him, the soft brown eyes showing much sympathy.
'Mommy . . .' Jiko let out a small smile as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. 'I knew you wouldn't abandon me . . .'
Inuyasha sat alone in the Goshinboku, brooding. He hadn't eaten or slept since his run-in with Kagome. In fact, he hadn't moved from that spot since he had returned to the village.
A brown haired boy ran under the tree, no older than three. "Mommy and Daddy awe wowwied about you, Inu!"
The hanyou looked down at the human boy, his eyes tired.
"Won't you come down?" His eyes shone up with the innocence only a child could possess. Well . . . a child and Kagome . . .
He looked away from him, returning to his thoughts. He couldn't go see the others. He couldn't move from this place. Everything he encountered reminded him of Kagome.
"Pwease?" The kid cocked his head to the side, putting the word more like a question as if he was worried he was going to get hurt for daring to say such a thing.
Inuyasha merely looked in the opposite direction, leaving it as his silent reply. His words had hurt her. His own voice was murder to hear.
"Weww, Mommy and Daddy . . . dey towd me to teww you dat . . . dat dey made some wamen fow you . . . won't you come have some?"
The dog practically laughed. Ramen? They actually expected that to cheer him up? Any food reminded him of when she made it, always giving him a little more than the others. And they honestly expected ramen, his favorite food that she had ever made for him, to be able to get him out of his revelry?
Noticing that Inuyasha wasn't about to say anything, let alone get out of the tree, the boy turned around and started walking slowly back to the village. He looked back at the hanyou, his eyes shining with pity. "You can't be sad fowevew, Inu." With that, he turned back down the path and ran the rest of the way home.
'It seems hard to believe, kid.' Inuyasha watched him run into the waiting arms of Sango. She picked him up, smiling as Miroku walked up next to her and put an arm over her shoulders. 'It seems hard to believe . . .'
They could've been like that. They could've been together forever, having kids of their own, never being separated. But he had gone and been a jackass to her. It was no wonder she hated him with all the stuff he'd done.
A slap echoed out from the village, followed by a shout. "NOT IN FRONT OF MUJAKI, YOU HENTAI!"
Inuyasha smirked. The lecher had yet to learn, always groping Sango whenever he had the oppurtunity. If it was even possible, he had gotten worse since the two of them had gotten married. And even more so than that when he had given up being a monk.
Tasuke suddenly ran across the fields as well, her loosely tied black hair trailing out behind her. Her soft brown eyes concentrated on the village.
She was the eldest child of Sango and Miroku, and if there was one person Inuyasha couldn't stand to be around, it was her. Even though they weren't related, she looked incredibly like Kagome. She was even training to become a miko under Kaede, and the old hag had said herself that she was born with a gift just like Kagome had been.
The hanyou turned his eyes away as she tackled Miroku, shaking him frantically. He couldn't bare to see the girl anymore. He could barely stand to live with all the guilt on his shoulders, amplified by everything around him.
His stomach growled loudly, but he ignored it, turning back to the forest. Nothing would be able to take him out of his brooding. Nothing.
Or so he thought . . .
Yes, I'm being evil and ending it here. Deal with it.
And yes, I know it's short.
And yes, I know it sounds kinda farfetched how Jiko got hurt, but I've had first hand experience. When I was five (the same age as Jiko), I was at a friend of mine's birthday party and tripped over a treeroot, consequently breaking my arm.
And no, I couldn't stand up afterwards because my body was off balance.
And yes, I will start working on the next chappy now that my compy's fixed.
And yes, I realize that I was off my lingo until the Inuyasha part at the end. I'm just . . . off. You don't know how many times I tried to start this.
And yes, you all finally know who the father is. It's an OC of mine. ...snickers evilly...
And yes, Sango and Miroku had two kids. Tasuke (meaning helper)and Mujaki (meaning innocent).
And no, I'm not telling you who found Jiko.
I think that answers about all the questions that will be asked about this chappy . . .
Now for the shout-outs:
Sanci: I'm glad you liked the tip on Jiko's dad. And nowthe audiencehas finally met him face to face, though they probably have no clue about what the heck's going on. And thank you for the tip on yours btw. And I hope you say 'yes' to my proposal! Wait . . . that sounded wrong . . . I hope you say 'yes' to what I asked . . . yeah . . .
Kanon-Chan (first reviewer!): Thanks for liking my story so much! I know I probably disappointed you with how this chappy was written until the Inu part at the end, but . . . I hope you still like it . . .
brigurl: Refunalicious! Refunalicious! Refunafricious! Refunafrifous! Fefunaficious!...tongue is tied in a knot
fluffbug: Well . . . I guess that could always be a possibility . . . but he's not. She'd probably kill herself if that happened.
Sarcasm Girl8: I hope you're equally satisfied with this chappy!
Mage of Swords: Woohoo! You got it right! And no, I'm not going to kill Kagome off. There's just gonna be a lot of angst, whoopy do. And yes, poor, poor Jiko . . . always getting picked on . . . and now he's hurt with who knows who finding him! It could be his mom for all everybody but me knows. ...snickers evilly...
monkeysss: Sorry it took so long to get this to you guys. I hope you can forgive little ol' me for having a crappy compy.
moonlight dancer: Well, you and everyone else have now met him. I hope you didn't suffer a heart attack from the suspence.
xXlovablekdXx: I know it's not exactly 'soon,' but . . . here it is!
Inugirl540: I'm really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really sorry that it took so long to get up an update. I know it pisses people off, and I'm working on getting another chappy of this and Hard to Get up. I hope you don't hate me forever for having a chappy compy.
And thanks to these guys for not biting my head off for having a crappy compy: crazy-water-girl, Legacyofgrace, xblackheartx, KristaB (What do you mean 'differently?'), Kira/Sarah (Thanks for e-mailing AND reviewingme!), unheard screams, Kagura-chan, InuKaigo, MoonGirl19, Shadow Fox 777 (Yes, she will. Thank God!), fallenangel7583 (Well . . . you've met him now . . . you can have this wonderful shotgun to kill him with ...hands it over...), and Starr
