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Disclaimer: I wrote my first Inuyasha fanfiction thirteen years ago. And still, I own none of the Inuyasha series or its characters. So sad.
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Chapter 8: Inuyasha's Freedom
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Inuyasha
Inuyasha knew the moment Kikyou ripped the jewel out of Kagome's side that he couldn't kill the doppelganger. It was like fate had dropped her in front of the mirror, all wide-eyed and innocent. Out of the billions of people on earth, out of all the places to be, she'd specifically been in his museum, in his room, gazing into his mirror as if she'd known all his secrets. When he'd finally gotten a whiff of her, and realized she wasn't actually Kikyou, he couldn't believe his luck.
He'd hatched a plan for his freedom at that point. He would convince the doppelganger to free him. He'd have to kill her so Kikyou wouldn't be able to find her and get any information out of her, but that was just poor luck on her part, not something he could help. Then, free of the mirror, he would go into hiding and track down the jewel so that he could finally rid himself of Kikyou. His plan played over and over in his head.
But then the plan had significantly changed. He couldn't kill the doppelganger because now she was the only human in the entire world that could help him.
That jewel, that blasted jewel was what started all his trouble in the first place. He couldn't fucking believe that she had it inside her the whole time their mouths had been glued together. He'd let his damn lust get the better of him. Had he known it was in her, had he just ripped it out of her right then and there, he could have turned full youkai and boosted his powers and finally killed off that damn witch once and for all. And then he'd be free right now.
But no, he'd thought with his dick instead of his brain. He thought he would've had better control over his lust after all these years, but the lack of any play whatsoever made it a million times worse. And now he was truly paying for it. Kikyou had actually shattered the jewel. Shattered it, and sent the shards off to only gods-knew-where! And once the witch wiped the poor girl clean of her memories, no way would she be back. Kikyou liked to set up sub-spells to make sure people did her bidding. He was sure she'd done something to make the doppelganger avoid the museum at all costs. He had lost his only chance to gain his freedom and track down the jewel shards. Even one, single shard would help him greatly.
Which is why Inuyasha was so shocked that she came back. His heart stopped when he saw her again. She was terrified, clinging to her friend, those same wide eyes darting around as if some horrible creature might jump out and tear her open. Despite her obvious fear, he couldn't help but be impressed with her. No one, not one single person he'd shown himself to over the years had ever come back. They just didn't. What was so special about this girl, then, that she could fight against Kikyou's spells?
She was different, this one. It wasn't just the fact that she was a doppelganger. It wasn't just the fact that she was tied to the jewel. There had to be some level of power in her somewhere. Just having the ability to fight against Kikyou in this way was a sign that she wasn't just an ordinary human.
Hope flooded inside him. If she was back, it meant that all wasn't lost. He couldn't show himself to her yet, though, and risk scaring her away before she remembered on her own. If she got close enough to the mirror, he knew, the severe anxiety she was feeling would stop. So he watched her creep forward, and prayed to his dead father that she would get close enough. Just a bit closer.
He knew when it happened. A look of bewilderment spread across her face, and muscles she probably hadn't realized she was tightening relaxed. It was icing on the cake when she reached out to touch the mirror. Because then Inuyasha could do a spell of his own.
He grinned from behind the mirror, unseen to her pretty, young eyes as the memories rushed into her and she stumbled back, falling down and staring up at him – well, at the mirror – in shock. His new plan was set into motion now, and this time he'd do it right.
Which is why he was currently leading the way through the museum, with the two girls following closely behind him. Clumsy and loud, their footsteps created sharp clatter as they made their way to the exit. Not that it mattered, Inuyasha was hardly worried about the guards. It was just fucking annoying. He scowled at them over his shoulder more than once.
The doppelganger grabbed onto his upper arm, her fingers barely closing half-way around. "What are you going to do?"
"Don't worry about it." He said, brushing her hand away.
She didn't listen to him. "You're not going to kill them, are you?"
Inuyasha stopped and fixed his eyes on hers. "I'm going to take a wild stab at the dark and guess that you don't want me to."
"Of course not!" She said, brows knotting together and nose scrunching up.
Inuyasha felt himself stir from below, and he bit his tongue to get the urge under control. This would never fucking work if he was horny all the time. "Don't worry," he mumbled, eyes darting away from her face, "I won't kill them."
Taking care of the guards would be easy. A simple compliance spell would do. He muttered the words low with his voice as they approached the security desk, feeling the workings of the spell build up within him until he was sure it was solid.
"Hey!" One of the guards stood from the desk then, having spotted them. He came from behind the desk, flashlight bouncing light around as he jogged over. "Hold it right there, how did you get inside?"
Inuyasha locked his eyes onto the man's face. "Hello. Please let us out." Keeping his words short and curt and straight to the point was the only way to deal with people when under his control.
A dazed look passed across the guards' face. His mouth went slack, then turned into a smile. "Of course, anything you wish. Right this way, please."
"Hey, hey!" the other girl said, the one that wasn't Kagome. "What did you do to him? Kagome, what did he do?"
The doppelganger shrugged, but darted her eyes up to him. "Will he be okay?"
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. Was she always so worried about everyone around her? She didn't know this guy, what the hell did she care? "He's fine. You going to follow him or what, wench? This is your chance to get out of here." He grinned. "But by all means, stay."
Her brows scrunched together again, and Inuyasha pushed away at the thought that she didn't look half bad angry. She didn't answer him, just grabbed the other girl's hand in her own and set her jaw determinedly.
Inuyasha shook as he stepped out into the cold night air. Kikyou would let him out every so often, under her complete control, of course, to do her bidding. But it had been three-hundred very long years since he had felt the ground beneath his bare feet on his own terms. As soon as he was outside of the building he headed straight for the first patch of grass he saw, only a few feet away. He reveled in the way each blade caressed his soles, how the dirt gave way as he dug his toes into it. He knelt down and placed his hands upon it, gouging his claws into the earth. He inhaled deeply, closing his eyes. This is what he'd spent his time yearning for in that damn mirror, when he wasn't contemplating revenge, this freedom that he ached for deep inside. Finally. Finally, he was free.
"So now what?" The other girl asked, breaking Inuyasha from his luxurious thoughts. "What do we do with him?"
He turned to watch Kagome's reaction. She shrugged. "I don't know. We have to hide him somewhere. Maybe I can sneak him into the storage shed in my backyard? Make a make-shift bed? Mom hasn't been in since dad's been gone, and Souta is still too young to use anything in there, so it's a pretty good hiding place, actually."
"Oi, I think you have the wrong idea," Inuyasha growled, reluctantly moving away from the grass and joining the girls on the pavement. "You," he said, pointing a finger at Kagome, "are coming with me. We'll head out to the forest now and find a place to sleep there, but I want to be clear out of this area by the time the witch returns." He had to make sure Kagome didn't wander from his sight at this point. She was too damn important to him, being Kikyou's doppelganger.
"Wha-what?" She cried, her face draining of color. "You've got to be kidding! I am not sleeping out in the forest, okay? I don't like camping, I like sleeping in my bed, thank you very much!"
He felt the growl ripping free of his throat. "Wench, you're not leaving my side, not for one moment. If we're going to survive this, we need to stay close."
"My name isn't wench, it's Kagome. And I'm not galloping off with you to god-knows-where, I have school tomorrow, I have a report due the day after, I have my family to think about. They'll freak when I don't come home!"
He couldn't believe she was arguing with him. Who did she think she was? "None of that matters anymore. When the witch comes back and sees me gone, who do you think she'll go after? You. She knows who you are now, you'll be the first person she goes looking for." He stepped closer to her, willing her to be intimidated. Willing her to bend to him. He tried to ignore the fact that her resistance was for some reason turning him on. He idly wondered what she'd do if he kissed her again, like he had before. Would she bend to his will then? "You want to fucking die?" He said, lowering his voice to intimidate her. "Because if we don't run, she will kill you."
He could smell her fear. He could also smell her arousal. And her resistance. She'd dug her heels in to keep from showing him any fear, he could see it in her stance, legs apart, arms crossed, jaw locked into place.
Fuck, how could she possibly turn him on this much? It's just the fucking lack of opportunity, idiot, he berated himself.
"I'm not going." She said.
"Listen, wench, I-"
"It's Kagome!"
Inuyasha opened his mouth to give her a good lashing. He would reach out and throw her over his shoulder and take off with her if she kept arguing with him like a fucking child. He opened his mouth to tell her this, when the hunger hit him.
"Fuck!" he cried out, clutching his stomach.
Kagome's face changed from angry to horrified in an instant. "What is it? Are you okay?" She took the two steps and reached out, her hands on his shoulders.
"I'm fine. I'm fine!" Inuyasha snapped, jerking away from her touch. "I'm just hungry, that's all. Argh, it hurts!"
"Hungry?" The other girl said. "Like, for blood?"
He whipped his head around to glare at her. "I'm not a fucking vampire," he said. "I'm just hungry. I haven't had anything to eat in…." He had to think back to the last time Kikyou had let him out of the mirror to do her bidding. "Sixty years." He decided.
"What?!" Both girls exclaimed at once, jaws dropping.
"How is that possible?" The doppelganger said.
"When I'm in the mirror," he gasped out, clutching onto his stomach, "my urges are suppressed."
"All of them?" The other girl asked.
"Just the ones that are necessary." He growled. "I need some food, quickly. I need to hunt." He wasn't sure that he could do it though, the hunger was so fucking intense. Kikyou had never let him feel it. She'd had food prepared for him the moment he'd stepped out of the mirror. Fuck, it hurt!
"Hunt?" Kagome squeaked.
"Yes, hunt!" He snapped at her. "The longer I'm out of the mirror, the worse this fucking pain is."
"Well, you're not hunting. We'll go buy something for you to eat, I still have some of this week's allowance."
"Whatever, just get me to a place where I can have some food!"
Kagome turned to her friend, and they shared a worried glance. "What time is it, Sango?" She asked.
Sango pulled out her cell phone and flipped it open. "9:20, we could hit up a fast-food joint."
Inuyasha watched as Kagome sighed. She stepped over to him and reached out to help him up. Startled, Inuyasha jerked away from her. "What are you doing?"
Her nose scrunched up again. "What does it look like I'm doing? You need to stand up."
"I can do it myself, wench." He bit out. He didn't want her touching him, he didn't like how he seemed to lose control when she did, how he seemed to hone in on and obsess about her touch. He also didn't want to look fucking weak.
"Fine," she said, throwing her hands up into the air. "Let's go." She reached out and grabbed her friends' hand instead, and, clutching his stomach, Inuyasha stood and followed behind, trying to ignore his frantic hunger.
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