Prejudice
Written By: France Gamble
Chapter Eight
He stood waiting in the terminal. His hand clenched semi-tightly on her hand, asking for comfort the only way he would. She didn't turn to him, only squeezed his hand back, silently saying everything would turn out fine. He loved her because she seemed to always know what he was thinking. He used his other hand to pull the collar on his suit; for the first time since he had started to wear the nice clothing it was uncomfortable. She brought her other hand up, and pulled his hand away. "Don't," was the only thing that came from her sweet voice. He brought his gold eyes to her, then looked back at the terminal. Damn he was nervous, and he couldn't figure out why. No, he knew why. He had never really been there for his brother, and now he had to be. He sighed, and she squeezed his hand again.
"Flight 112, non-stop from Tokyo, Japan to Hong-Kong, China, is now arriving in gate 32," the announcer blared out in Chinese, then in Japanese, and at last in English. Sesshomaru took a step forward as he saw the 747 come into the terminal. He nervously looked down at Rin, seeing her dressed in her wonderful purple colored dress with white flowers dotting it. She smiled up at him, that one smile making half of his doubt run down and away. Yes, he could do this.
Finally the passengers started to disembark into the airport. It seemed to Sesshomaru as if everyone was coming off the plane in front of his brother, just to spite him. He wanted to growl, but held back the temptation as he saw why his brother hadn't come off the plane. Humans were coming off first, meaning the youkai had been placed in the back. Some of the humans were glaring at him, but he ignored them. They would soon learn that Hong- Kong was a lot different then Japan. After the humans had all left, except for a small family of a mother and her two children who seem to be just standing about, the youkai started to get off. He saw the white hair, before actually getting a glimpse of the face. He could tell his brother from anywhere.
He watched InuYasha walk over to the human family who had also come off the plane. The little youkai that he was holding jumped into the mother's embrace. Deciding it was about time he showed them he was there, he walked forward. His hand slipped from Rin's as he raised it for greetings. InuYasha turned around as he called, "Brother. Your trip was alright, I assume?"
"Yeah, it was okay," the teenage boy said. "They forced us to sit in the back though, and Shippo wouldn't shut up." InuYasha promptly glared at the young kitsune.
"Jeez, InuYasha, he's only a child," the female child of the human woman said as she rolled her eyes. "He was scared."
"Hello there. My name is Seika Higurashi," the woman introduced herself to him.
He bowed low, "My name is Sesshomaru Takoshi. I am InuYasha's older brother." He extended his hand slightly, testing what her feelings were towards youkai. She took it eagerly, and he shook it. 'She's not afraid, nor prejudice. It's a good sign.' He turned to the girl he had brought with him, "This is Rin Enkai." She bowed and also held out her hand in the human gesture of peace. The woman again took it eagerly.
"These are my children, Kagome Higurashi and Souta Higurashi. The little one I'm holding is Shippo," again the woman smiled lovingly and hugged the little boy closer. The human children brought there hands out and we took turns showing peace. Shippo nodded his head in the usual youkai greeting, Sesshomaru doing the same. With the introductions out of the way Souta broke the uncomfortable silence, "How did you know we were going to be here?"
"I called him," InuYasha said. He crossed his arms over his white t-shirt as if asking for the little boy to ask why.
"InuYasha said you might need a place to stay until you are able to get a permanent residence," Sesshomaru informed the group.
"That would be lovely. We were just going to look around," Mrs. Higurashi said.
"Please, follow us," Rin said with her sweet voice. She brought her hand out to show the way out of the airport. "We will get your bags then start on the way to the hotel we have already booked for you." She smiled at the family.
They all started on their way to get out of the staring mob of Japanese people.
^_^
The sun had been down for two hours. His light from the nearby table shone over the whole room with a dull light. His mind wandered over different things, things that had happened in just the few weeks he had known the Higurashi's. He unconsciously started to pull his clawed fingers through his long white hair. An old habit his father had tried to discourage. "It makes you look vain if you're constantly pulling fingers through your hair," Takoshi had told him.
InuYasha sighed, "Dad, what am I suppose to do now? I ruined their life. I ruined her life. She was fine hating youkai; hating me." He thought about his whole life for a minute, "If she doesn't know me, then maybe she won't die. Everyone dies in my life, or leaves me. I won't let her die, just because of me." He stood up and left his hotel room. Standing outside of the door to the Higurashi women's room, he listened. He could smell Kagome inside, and could hear her humming as she did something, probably worked on some sort of school work that made no sense in finishing because she would never be able to turn it in. He smiled slightly, then the amusement dropped as he realized what he had to do. Sighing, and gulping down the fear that had just suddenly taken him, he knocked on the door. He heard shuffling, papers rustling, and then the door unlocking. He stood face to face with the girl he suddenly couldn't get out of his mind.
"You shouldn't just answer the door. What if I was someone else?" he asked.
"Who else would knock on my door with a slight scraping of claws?" she asked. She smiled at him as he started to think about a plausible answer. "No one is the correct answer," she told him. She giggled slightly.
He again had to swallow the lump that had forced itself into his throat. "Kagome, I need to talk with you."
"Okay, c'mon in," she said as she stepped aside. He walked into the hotel room that mirrored his own. He didn't sit down when she offered the seat next to hers at the table. "What's on your mind?" she asked as she started working on what ever she had been doing before.
"Kagome, I don't think I should stay with you anymore," he said.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Everyone who stays around me dies or leaves. I'm just telling you that I'm leaving, okay? Thanks for getting me this far," he started towards the door.
"STOP!" she screamed. She grabbed onto his sleeve. "Don't do this to me."
He didn't turn around as he roughly pulled his arm from her, "To you? I didn't do anything to you."
"You're doing something now. You make me love you, then you leave me!?" she yelled at him. No tears came to her eyes, though.
"I never made you do anything! Hate me, Kagome. Hate me forever!" he yelled back at her. He grabbed her by the upper arms. "Hate me," he said as he lightly squeezed. "Or fear me."
"I know you won't hurt me," she said even though she could feel the claw close to puncturing her skin.
"I'm a youkai, I'm unpredictable," he told her as he let go of her arms. He looked down at his claws. "Don't follow me," he commanded before he ran out the door.
He didn't know where he was running, but he knew he had to get out of the hotel. He had seen a park while they had been driving to the hotel. Why was he running again? He couldn't think of the answer as he made his way past the throngs of nightlife people towards the empty park. He slowed down when he reached a playground with no one in sight. Sighing, he sat on one of the swings and started to push himself higher and higher. With each time he shoved his weight into the motion, he shoved his emotions with it. 'I did the right thing,' he chanted in his head as he tried harder and harder to flip the swing over the bar.
-_-
She shuddered as she heard him slam the door. Looking at her arms she confirmed that he didn't break the skin. She sighed, "He'll come back...I know he will."
A thought suddenly passed through her brain, 'What if he doesn't? What are you going to do then?' The tears finally came to her eyes, and she couldn't think of living without the youkai. "I won't," she said determinedly. She ran out of the room, the door locking shut behind her. Her feet took her down the stairs, to the main restaurant in the hotel.
"Mom," she said as she sat down at the table where her mother was drinking tea and having a snack.
"Kagome. Dear, what's wrong?" Mrs. Higurashi asked. She set her tea cup down and looked at her tear filled daughter.
"InuYasha left. He said that he killed everything around him," she sobbed. She didn't care if everyone were looking at her.
"He'll be back. I know it. Don't worry." Mrs. Higurashi calmed the teen.
-_-
He slowly came to a stop. He was finally out of energy, and he could feel the strain on his arms from pulling on the chains and pushing forward. His feet dragged against the cool sand, and he wondered if he could take off his shoes for a little while. "Who the hell cares what I do?" he asked as he reached forward to untie his old sneaker.
"I wouldn't do that," a voice said from behind him. He jumped off the swing and got low in a fighting stance. "Oh, calm down brother. I'm not going to hurt you."
"Who says?" InuYasha asked as he saw Sesshomaru come out of a tree's shadow into the moonlight.
Sesshomaru didn't take the insult, but let it roll off him. "I didn't come here to fight anyway; I cam here to give something to you." He reached into his black pants pocket and brought out a piece of white paper. It was small and obviously ripped from a larger piece. He held it out to the younger youkai.
"What is it?" InuYasha asked as he reached out and pulled the paper to him. He positioned it for the moonlight to reflect what was written on it. "58 North Kalama Street? An address?" he read.
"Yes. It's your mother's address," Sesshomaru told him. InuYasha looked up in shock.
"My mother's dead," InuYasha said angrily.
"I'm not supposed to tell you anything more. I was told to give you the paper, and leave. That is what I must do. Goodbye, InuYasha," he turned to leave.
"Wait! Just tell me, did she die?" InuYasha asked desperately. The older youkai stopped and looked at the younger one.
"What do you think?" he asked.
"I don't know what to think," InuYasha admitted. With that done, Sesshomaru walked away and seemed to blend into the shadows away from InuYasha's sight, hearing, and smell. "I don't know anything anymore."
-_-
Kagome walked into the lobby to see the last person she expected to see back so soon. He was sitting as if the whole world was on his shoulders, and it was going to be the end of it because he couldn't handle such a responsibility. "InuYasha, what's wrong?" she asked. She knew something must have happened besides the fight between them
He didn't say anything but pulled a piece of paper out from his jeans and handed it to her. "58 North Kalama Street," she read. "Whose address is this?"
He took a minute and then sighed, "Sesshomaru says it's my mothers. She lives here in Hong-Kong."
"I thought your mother died," she said as she again looked at the address.
"So did I," he said. He looked at her. His eyes screamed for her to answer all of his questions, the ones he wouldn't ask. She felt her heart melt beneath his gaze.
"We'll find out tomorrow morning. Early," she promised. Her hand went to him and she helped him stand; then embraced him, "We'll find out everything."
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A/N: Well, here's the chapter for today. I hope everyone enjoys it, because it took a lot of work. This one was hard, and since today is my sister's birthday I was having trouble concentrating. ^_^
Hopefully tomorrow I'll be able to bring up two chapters instead of one. It just depends on how much I feel like writing, but I do promise a chapter tomorrow. Please review and tell me if my writing is starting to lack, because I don't want to ruin this story.
Answer to Questions:
KatFay: It does seem to be taking a really big sad twist doesn't it? Wow. I wonder mood I was in when I wrote the outline...makes me wonder. Don't worry, I hate sad endings.
CAMintmeir: Wow, must have hurt to be on pins and needles. But I think I understand what you meant. Yes, I'm going to now bring out at least one chapter a day, just so I can finish this real soon.
Akutenchi: Fluff, huh? Well, that should come in sometime, I don't know though. It's really angst like... *Looks at outline* I don't really see any major fluff anywhere. Just some comfort.
CynicalSpiritValea: California, huh? Maybe in the end! ^_- Thank you for the support. It's pretty hard to finish this without ruining it.
Sailor Black 666: None of you will be able to hold me here. I'm sorry, but BobLand is just going to have to live without me for a while. And I'm going to finish this, because writing chapters in RTC doesn't sound appealing to me. ^_^ But I do expect you sending me updates of other stories! ^_^
France
P.S. I still have a website, and a LiveJournal. I hope everyone takes a look, and I'm taking submissions of stories for my website.
Written By: France Gamble
Chapter Eight
He stood waiting in the terminal. His hand clenched semi-tightly on her hand, asking for comfort the only way he would. She didn't turn to him, only squeezed his hand back, silently saying everything would turn out fine. He loved her because she seemed to always know what he was thinking. He used his other hand to pull the collar on his suit; for the first time since he had started to wear the nice clothing it was uncomfortable. She brought her other hand up, and pulled his hand away. "Don't," was the only thing that came from her sweet voice. He brought his gold eyes to her, then looked back at the terminal. Damn he was nervous, and he couldn't figure out why. No, he knew why. He had never really been there for his brother, and now he had to be. He sighed, and she squeezed his hand again.
"Flight 112, non-stop from Tokyo, Japan to Hong-Kong, China, is now arriving in gate 32," the announcer blared out in Chinese, then in Japanese, and at last in English. Sesshomaru took a step forward as he saw the 747 come into the terminal. He nervously looked down at Rin, seeing her dressed in her wonderful purple colored dress with white flowers dotting it. She smiled up at him, that one smile making half of his doubt run down and away. Yes, he could do this.
Finally the passengers started to disembark into the airport. It seemed to Sesshomaru as if everyone was coming off the plane in front of his brother, just to spite him. He wanted to growl, but held back the temptation as he saw why his brother hadn't come off the plane. Humans were coming off first, meaning the youkai had been placed in the back. Some of the humans were glaring at him, but he ignored them. They would soon learn that Hong- Kong was a lot different then Japan. After the humans had all left, except for a small family of a mother and her two children who seem to be just standing about, the youkai started to get off. He saw the white hair, before actually getting a glimpse of the face. He could tell his brother from anywhere.
He watched InuYasha walk over to the human family who had also come off the plane. The little youkai that he was holding jumped into the mother's embrace. Deciding it was about time he showed them he was there, he walked forward. His hand slipped from Rin's as he raised it for greetings. InuYasha turned around as he called, "Brother. Your trip was alright, I assume?"
"Yeah, it was okay," the teenage boy said. "They forced us to sit in the back though, and Shippo wouldn't shut up." InuYasha promptly glared at the young kitsune.
"Jeez, InuYasha, he's only a child," the female child of the human woman said as she rolled her eyes. "He was scared."
"Hello there. My name is Seika Higurashi," the woman introduced herself to him.
He bowed low, "My name is Sesshomaru Takoshi. I am InuYasha's older brother." He extended his hand slightly, testing what her feelings were towards youkai. She took it eagerly, and he shook it. 'She's not afraid, nor prejudice. It's a good sign.' He turned to the girl he had brought with him, "This is Rin Enkai." She bowed and also held out her hand in the human gesture of peace. The woman again took it eagerly.
"These are my children, Kagome Higurashi and Souta Higurashi. The little one I'm holding is Shippo," again the woman smiled lovingly and hugged the little boy closer. The human children brought there hands out and we took turns showing peace. Shippo nodded his head in the usual youkai greeting, Sesshomaru doing the same. With the introductions out of the way Souta broke the uncomfortable silence, "How did you know we were going to be here?"
"I called him," InuYasha said. He crossed his arms over his white t-shirt as if asking for the little boy to ask why.
"InuYasha said you might need a place to stay until you are able to get a permanent residence," Sesshomaru informed the group.
"That would be lovely. We were just going to look around," Mrs. Higurashi said.
"Please, follow us," Rin said with her sweet voice. She brought her hand out to show the way out of the airport. "We will get your bags then start on the way to the hotel we have already booked for you." She smiled at the family.
They all started on their way to get out of the staring mob of Japanese people.
^_^
The sun had been down for two hours. His light from the nearby table shone over the whole room with a dull light. His mind wandered over different things, things that had happened in just the few weeks he had known the Higurashi's. He unconsciously started to pull his clawed fingers through his long white hair. An old habit his father had tried to discourage. "It makes you look vain if you're constantly pulling fingers through your hair," Takoshi had told him.
InuYasha sighed, "Dad, what am I suppose to do now? I ruined their life. I ruined her life. She was fine hating youkai; hating me." He thought about his whole life for a minute, "If she doesn't know me, then maybe she won't die. Everyone dies in my life, or leaves me. I won't let her die, just because of me." He stood up and left his hotel room. Standing outside of the door to the Higurashi women's room, he listened. He could smell Kagome inside, and could hear her humming as she did something, probably worked on some sort of school work that made no sense in finishing because she would never be able to turn it in. He smiled slightly, then the amusement dropped as he realized what he had to do. Sighing, and gulping down the fear that had just suddenly taken him, he knocked on the door. He heard shuffling, papers rustling, and then the door unlocking. He stood face to face with the girl he suddenly couldn't get out of his mind.
"You shouldn't just answer the door. What if I was someone else?" he asked.
"Who else would knock on my door with a slight scraping of claws?" she asked. She smiled at him as he started to think about a plausible answer. "No one is the correct answer," she told him. She giggled slightly.
He again had to swallow the lump that had forced itself into his throat. "Kagome, I need to talk with you."
"Okay, c'mon in," she said as she stepped aside. He walked into the hotel room that mirrored his own. He didn't sit down when she offered the seat next to hers at the table. "What's on your mind?" she asked as she started working on what ever she had been doing before.
"Kagome, I don't think I should stay with you anymore," he said.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Everyone who stays around me dies or leaves. I'm just telling you that I'm leaving, okay? Thanks for getting me this far," he started towards the door.
"STOP!" she screamed. She grabbed onto his sleeve. "Don't do this to me."
He didn't turn around as he roughly pulled his arm from her, "To you? I didn't do anything to you."
"You're doing something now. You make me love you, then you leave me!?" she yelled at him. No tears came to her eyes, though.
"I never made you do anything! Hate me, Kagome. Hate me forever!" he yelled back at her. He grabbed her by the upper arms. "Hate me," he said as he lightly squeezed. "Or fear me."
"I know you won't hurt me," she said even though she could feel the claw close to puncturing her skin.
"I'm a youkai, I'm unpredictable," he told her as he let go of her arms. He looked down at his claws. "Don't follow me," he commanded before he ran out the door.
He didn't know where he was running, but he knew he had to get out of the hotel. He had seen a park while they had been driving to the hotel. Why was he running again? He couldn't think of the answer as he made his way past the throngs of nightlife people towards the empty park. He slowed down when he reached a playground with no one in sight. Sighing, he sat on one of the swings and started to push himself higher and higher. With each time he shoved his weight into the motion, he shoved his emotions with it. 'I did the right thing,' he chanted in his head as he tried harder and harder to flip the swing over the bar.
-_-
She shuddered as she heard him slam the door. Looking at her arms she confirmed that he didn't break the skin. She sighed, "He'll come back...I know he will."
A thought suddenly passed through her brain, 'What if he doesn't? What are you going to do then?' The tears finally came to her eyes, and she couldn't think of living without the youkai. "I won't," she said determinedly. She ran out of the room, the door locking shut behind her. Her feet took her down the stairs, to the main restaurant in the hotel.
"Mom," she said as she sat down at the table where her mother was drinking tea and having a snack.
"Kagome. Dear, what's wrong?" Mrs. Higurashi asked. She set her tea cup down and looked at her tear filled daughter.
"InuYasha left. He said that he killed everything around him," she sobbed. She didn't care if everyone were looking at her.
"He'll be back. I know it. Don't worry." Mrs. Higurashi calmed the teen.
-_-
He slowly came to a stop. He was finally out of energy, and he could feel the strain on his arms from pulling on the chains and pushing forward. His feet dragged against the cool sand, and he wondered if he could take off his shoes for a little while. "Who the hell cares what I do?" he asked as he reached forward to untie his old sneaker.
"I wouldn't do that," a voice said from behind him. He jumped off the swing and got low in a fighting stance. "Oh, calm down brother. I'm not going to hurt you."
"Who says?" InuYasha asked as he saw Sesshomaru come out of a tree's shadow into the moonlight.
Sesshomaru didn't take the insult, but let it roll off him. "I didn't come here to fight anyway; I cam here to give something to you." He reached into his black pants pocket and brought out a piece of white paper. It was small and obviously ripped from a larger piece. He held it out to the younger youkai.
"What is it?" InuYasha asked as he reached out and pulled the paper to him. He positioned it for the moonlight to reflect what was written on it. "58 North Kalama Street? An address?" he read.
"Yes. It's your mother's address," Sesshomaru told him. InuYasha looked up in shock.
"My mother's dead," InuYasha said angrily.
"I'm not supposed to tell you anything more. I was told to give you the paper, and leave. That is what I must do. Goodbye, InuYasha," he turned to leave.
"Wait! Just tell me, did she die?" InuYasha asked desperately. The older youkai stopped and looked at the younger one.
"What do you think?" he asked.
"I don't know what to think," InuYasha admitted. With that done, Sesshomaru walked away and seemed to blend into the shadows away from InuYasha's sight, hearing, and smell. "I don't know anything anymore."
-_-
Kagome walked into the lobby to see the last person she expected to see back so soon. He was sitting as if the whole world was on his shoulders, and it was going to be the end of it because he couldn't handle such a responsibility. "InuYasha, what's wrong?" she asked. She knew something must have happened besides the fight between them
He didn't say anything but pulled a piece of paper out from his jeans and handed it to her. "58 North Kalama Street," she read. "Whose address is this?"
He took a minute and then sighed, "Sesshomaru says it's my mothers. She lives here in Hong-Kong."
"I thought your mother died," she said as she again looked at the address.
"So did I," he said. He looked at her. His eyes screamed for her to answer all of his questions, the ones he wouldn't ask. She felt her heart melt beneath his gaze.
"We'll find out tomorrow morning. Early," she promised. Her hand went to him and she helped him stand; then embraced him, "We'll find out everything."
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A/N: Well, here's the chapter for today. I hope everyone enjoys it, because it took a lot of work. This one was hard, and since today is my sister's birthday I was having trouble concentrating. ^_^
Hopefully tomorrow I'll be able to bring up two chapters instead of one. It just depends on how much I feel like writing, but I do promise a chapter tomorrow. Please review and tell me if my writing is starting to lack, because I don't want to ruin this story.
Answer to Questions:
KatFay: It does seem to be taking a really big sad twist doesn't it? Wow. I wonder mood I was in when I wrote the outline...makes me wonder. Don't worry, I hate sad endings.
CAMintmeir: Wow, must have hurt to be on pins and needles. But I think I understand what you meant. Yes, I'm going to now bring out at least one chapter a day, just so I can finish this real soon.
Akutenchi: Fluff, huh? Well, that should come in sometime, I don't know though. It's really angst like... *Looks at outline* I don't really see any major fluff anywhere. Just some comfort.
CynicalSpiritValea: California, huh? Maybe in the end! ^_- Thank you for the support. It's pretty hard to finish this without ruining it.
Sailor Black 666: None of you will be able to hold me here. I'm sorry, but BobLand is just going to have to live without me for a while. And I'm going to finish this, because writing chapters in RTC doesn't sound appealing to me. ^_^ But I do expect you sending me updates of other stories! ^_^
France
P.S. I still have a website, and a LiveJournal. I hope everyone takes a look, and I'm taking submissions of stories for my website.