Awakened Dead Chapter 7: November 6th, an inuyasha fanfic

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Awakened Dead

Chapter 7. November 6th

Shortly after the mild catastrophe at the library, Miroku and Kagome found themselves at the monk's home, speaking in his room. By the time Inuyasha had found them he was already in a bad mood which had quickly worsened when he discovered where exactly they were. It must be some stupid Inu youkai thing, being in foreign male territory and all. Knowing him, he probably found some 'supernatural' way to mark her entire home, including all of the shrine grounds, as his territory to ward off any other male demons. 'There couldn't possibly be any other demons here besides Inuyasha though, right?' Kagome suddenly thought, not sure if she was quite ready to want to hear the answer to her mental question.

"You were attacked by the spirit?" Inuyasha suddenly barked, shaking Kagome out of her thoughts. She hadn't really been paying any attention to the boys and supposed that they probably got onto the main topic already. "And where were you monk?" The question had been growled out to the nervous houshi.

"Ah well you see my friend…" Miroku began, a wide smile tugging at his lips, "We were getting tired, so I kindly went to get coffee—"

"Why the hell would you do that? She could have been killed!" He snarled at him.

Kagome's head snapped back and forth between the two of them nervously, "In-Inuyasha, calm down! Nothing happened!"

He turned sharply to her with a scowl, "No, but something easily could have."

"Sure, if it weren't for Bankotsu—" Again, Miroku had been interrupted.

"Bankotsu?" Inuyasha repeated the name carefully, eying Kagome before remembering why he knew the name. If at all possible, his temper had grown and he had grabbed Kagome roughly by her shoulder and shaken her, "You mean that dick you were flirting with at that all hallows eve celebration!?"

Kagome had narrowed her eyes, "These days it's called a party. But yes, that's him."

Miroku cleared his throat noisily, "Inuyasha-san, please calm down. It's not like he flirted with her that much." He merely grinned to himself when Kagome shot him a fierce glare, glad that he was at least sitting a safe distance away from her on his computer chair.

"Is that true? He tried to woo you, didn't he?!" Inuyasha growled at Kagome, unaware that the houshi was taking immense amusement in this display of emotions. "That bastard! Trying to take what's mine… You better not be thinking of seeing him again wench!" He began to feel gradually more aggravated and somewhat wanted to hunt down the male to give him a piece of his mind. Or rip him to pieces… Whichever came to mind first when he spotted him.

Kagome had separated herself from Inuyasha by standing up from Miroku's bed and placing her hands on her hips, "Sounds to me like you're trying to tell me who I'm allowed and not allowed to see, Inuyasha." She seethed mildly, "Well let me tell you! I'm not a piece of meat you know, nor am I some object!" She yelled, her blue eyes turning icy with rage.

"That man isn't to be trusted! There's no way he could have showed up coincidentally like that to hit that kid! I don't like it, or him. So stay away." Inuyasha argued with her, trying his best to keep his demon nature from interfering with their argument. The last thing he wanted was to have his youkai instincts completely kick in to try and mark her in any way to keep other males from touching her intimately.

"Again, you're telling me what to do!" Kagome's cheeks burned red with anger, and finally she decided that she couldn't take this anymore. "You are such a jerk!"

Snorting, the hanyou had turned to Miroku, "I'm not being unreasonable, but if anything, if you were there in the first place to protect her monk, none of this would have happened!" He bellowed, ready to pounce on the houshi suddenly.

Miroku had swallowed loudly, wondering when the argument had shifted from between the two to him so quickly, "Ah-uh, Inu-Inuyasha-san, y-you don't mean to—" He held his hands up as a form of surrender.

"Drop the –san crap! I know what you're getting at! Either way I'm going to beat the shit outta you for leaving Kagome like that!" He was about to punch the monk when he heard a string of that dreaded word slip under Kagome's breath.

Gods this was going to be painful.

He had plummeted harshly into the wooden flooring several times due to the beads around his neck. He vaguely could hear Miroku questioning her about the beads around his neck and where they had come from. Determined to get his word input too, Inuyasha had forced his body up to look at Kagome and growl. "I'd like to know that too!"

"These beads of subjugation… There aren't any of these left in these times. No one has the purity of a miko or a monk like the ones from centuries ago. How did you manage this?" Miroku asked again.

The young girl had shrugged and looked down at Inuyasha's peeved face, still not satisfied with the amount of sit commands she had given. 'Cha! The jerk deserves more of a punishment for trying to tell us what to do!' A small voice in her mind shouted.

"Not gunna answer, huh wench?!" Inuyasha had shot up from his position on the floor, "Feh, bitch—"

"Osuwari!" Kagome hissed, not appreciating his language one bit, "You are such a pig, Inuyasha!" Then she had proceeded to storm out of Miroku's room, intent on going home. 'So much for information gathering.' She hadn't even been able to share anything with them because of their stupid spat. Gods, she was so screwed! One crazy ghost on her ass plus one hunter plus one territorial hanyou poltergeist equals death on a stick for her.

'I would have sat him more,' That little voice in her head had mumbled casually.

'I should have," Kagome mentally found herself replying.

"Kagome-chan!"

Sighing loudly, Kagome turned around to find Miroku running after her. She hadn't realized that she had made it as far as the street already. She just told herself that it was probably because she was too angry and was distracted too much, 'Open to be attacked by anyone. Gods I can be so stupid sometimes!' She mentally yelled. Feeling the monk beside her, she had resumed walking and paid hardly any attention to him as she did so.

"By the way, thank you for nearly breaking a hole in my floor. Really, anymore sits and I could have found myself redecorating my room with new flooring," Miroku had smiled lightly, trying to lift the mood.

The miko had rolled her eyes, "I'll keep that in mind for next time."

"Mm, and also, about those beads…" Miroku began.

Kagome had regarded him with a weary glance before giving in, "I blame your antique store for those."

The monk had idly perked up, "My antique store? I could have sworn we didn't have any in stock—"

"That's because they came from a book," She added.

He thought for a moment, "As in, a hollow book or—"

"No," Kagome interrupted, "A book that had a lock on it opened when I touched it. There was a spell inside, and I said it and poof! Magical beads around that blockhead's neck." She explained.

They had stayed silent for most of their walk until they were close to the shrine grounds. Miroku had finally told her that he recalled the book that she mentioned, the one with the lock. The title of it came to mind and immediately he had begun to speak seriously about it. When they had entered her home they had kept quiet until they reached her room and then spoke again about it until Kagome was forced to show him the familiar book.

"Incredible," He mumbled, sifting through the pages quickly. "This book is filled with powerful binding spells and ancient incantations to ward off evil or to summon it. Some explanations in here also speak of the relation between necromancers and priestess's." He looked over the book with much interest.

"What is a necromancer anyways? I don't understand why this book called out to me specifically. It doesn't make sense!" Kagome pinched the bridge of her nose, very frustrated about everything right now.

"Necromancer's are those who can speak to the dead, raise their spirits, or bring back their spirits to their bodies and create the living dead. Basically a necromancer has the ability to control the dead," Miroku explained.

Kagome had groaned, crashing back on her bed, "Great, that's amazing." She covered her eyes with her arm and stifled another groan of misery.

Shutting the book loudly, Miroku was tempted to take it with him back home to examine it, but decided against it. This book was meant to be with her, so he was going to leave it with its mistress. Looking outside, he shivered at the thought of walking home. It was past dark and getting pretty late, but he knew he had to leave before it got any colder out, "Listen, will you be safe here if I leave you now?"

Kagome nodded numbly, "There's sutras on all the entrances of my house to ward off spirits during the night. Nothing can get in while it's dark out." She muttered, 'Including Inuyasha.' She mentally added with a tinge of guilt.

"Alright, I will take my leave then." Miroku stood up and dropped the book next to her on her bed, "Oh and by the way, I wouldn't worry about Inuyasha and his moods. Judging by his display earlier, I'd say he was afraid of losing his mate." He shrugged as if it were a mere minor problem, nothing serious.

But it was serious.

"Mate?" Kagome repeated carefully.

What the hell did that mean?

"Yes, just some demon terminology for you," Miroku chuckled softly, ready to leave when she spoke again.

"What do you mean by that?!" Kagome sat up quickly. What the hell was a mate? Why did Miroku think that it involved her and Inuyasha? Oh god what had she gotten herself into this time!?

"I'll see you tomorrow morning! I'll pick you up before school!" He clearly ignored her flustered questions and just smiled brightly and left her to her problem.

'That perverted-good-for-nothing-jerk is going to get so hurt tomorrow.' Kagome had decided while she had set her alarm clock. First, she needed a bath, second sleep. Taking the book from her bed she had stuffed it under her mattress before grabbing her towel. She was about to leave her room when she felt a small feeling of comfort wash over her.

Strange.

Looking around her room she spotted no one, but…

She only felt this way when Inuyasha was around.

Shrugging, she had proceeded to continue with her plans, and left her room.

-X-

Outside of her bedroom window, Inuyasha sat and stared inside at Kagome. He held back a whine, wishing he was inside her room himself as opposed to outside in the cold. Not that he could feel the cold, it was just a figure of speech. He really wanted to be in there guarding her, and watching her sleep. Touching her cheek even. But no, he just had to be out here cause of the damn sutras of bloody death!!

'At least she's safe.' He thought, his golden eyes spying on her idly while she proceeded to leave the room to bathe. He had sat back and waited, that girl was so pampered, she had no idea… Sitting down against the small roof, he turned himself around to look at the moon. It was a cloudy night, but he could still see the moon shine brightly through the clouds.

He didn't know how long he had sat there until he heard shuffling behind him and had turned just in time to see Kagome drop her towel to put on her night clothes. Turning beat red he had coughed and backed up until he had fallen off the roof. Dematerializing before he hit the ground, he had reappeared sitting in the Goshinboku, his cheeks still madly red with embarrassment. 'Shit, if she knew I was spying on her…' He cringed at the thought of how angry she would be. She would sit him into oblivion if she were to find out.

'And she won't! There's no way in hell she's gunna know what I saw!' He mentally yelled, though he had absentmindedly grinned, the image of her bare form flashing back into his mind. 'Feh, I'm turning into that pervert!' Shaking his head he had closed his golden eyes and relaxed.

Tonight, he would watch over her from afar.

-X-

Kagome had gone to school that day accompanied by her ghost and a houshi. Boy, doesn't that sound like fun? She had to hold her tongue back so that she didn't sit Inuyasha for his foul mood towards Miroku while the monk tried to begin innocent conversations with her. It was a bad headache that she had a feeling would last until the end of the day. Which it did, actually it turned more into a migraine if anything.

After lunch that day, while she spent her time with Sango-chan and Miroku-san, they were greeted with the noise of sirens and screams. Kagome knew that it could only mean one thing. That stupid ghost, Hachu Shiba had struck again. She had told Miroku about him while Sango had decided to go get her lunch and of course right when they finish their meal the stupid boy strikes again. This time, he had been crueler than ever.

The jock boy, Hyuuga Shiro, had been the target. He was known for his excellence in sports and for his constant cocky behavior towards his buddies. He also liked to pick on the ninth graders and prank them.

"I just got back from checking things out," Inuyasha muttered after materializing next to Kagome. He had eyed Miroku and then Sango wearily, even if she couldn't hear him, he didn't trust her. "The kid was in a classroom with the same weird objects from your kitchen Kagome. The guy had apparently stuck his and in some object with spinning blades and," He shriveled his nose, "Ahem, lost his hand and bled to death." He shuffled uncomfortably, "There's a lot of blood in the room, I think that his female partner will be scarred for life."

Bile had risen in her throat, but she swallowed it back and nodded at Inuyasha's ghost form, "Okay," She whispered, giving Miroku a meaningful look. Sitting around in the cafeteria wasn't going to do them any good. Right now they needed to act quickly before the ghost tried to strike again. "Ah, Sango-chan," Kagome began, "Why don't we get out of here?"

"G-good idea, but do you think we can leave school?"

"Yes, I don't think the teachers actually expect every student to stay," Kagome began to leave with her friend accompanied by the other boys. Darting her eyes around, she kept her guard up to make sure that the ghost would not take her by surprise if it showed up. However she had instead found her eyes trailing after a familiar figure that was walking on the other side of the hallway back towards where they had come from.

'Bankotsu-san…' Kagome thought, biting her lower lip as she observed him briefly until they passed each other. The look in his eyes had been very odd… Very grim… She had chanced a look at Inuyasha and found that he was as stiff as a board and looking around all over the place oddly as well. 'What's with that look?'

"A hunter was just here," He growled softly.

Miroku had coughed, "How about I walk you home, Sango-san?" He suggested.

"But Kagome-chan—"

"I forgot I have something to do!" Kagome smiled apologetically. "Why don't you guys go do something, I'll catch up later."

Before Sango could argue Kagome had already separated from them and gone into the girls washroom. Waiting patiently for Inuyasha to follow, she had tapped her foot against the floor and crossed her arms. Well, no other girl in sight… So where was he? Walking back to the door she had opened it and glared at Inuyasha, his gaze meeting hers in confusion until he finally realized she had wanted him to come in. 'Duh, you dummy!' She thought, turning around and walking back in.

"Okay, why did you leave the monk's side, wench?! Are you stupid? He can protect you with his trained spiritual powers." Inuyasha half yelled.

Kagome rolled her eyes, "First he needs to get Sango home. We'll see him later, but right now we need to think of a plan to stop this kid before he continues to kill more boys!"

"So what, pray tell, do you expect us to do?"

"Well, we know his name now, right? So let's find out where his grave is and burn his corpse!"

Inuyasha nodded, "Right, and do we know where it is?"

Smiling nervously she shook her head, "But I know how we can find out."

-X-

"We shouldn't be here.." Inuyasha muttered under his breath, "We tried this last time and you got nowhere." He grumbled.

Giving him an impatient stare she had turned back to the unfamiliar door she had knocked on. She wasn't in the best neighborhood of life, and it made her feel nervous, but she knew that she was safe as long as Inuyasha was with her. Looking at the door, she had tapped her foot against the cement and waited for an answer. 'Come on old man…' She looked down at the page between her fingers, 'I know this is the place.'

Finally the door had creaked open eerily, and she was greeted by a hunched older gentleman with a cane and glasses. He had looked up at her with his old brown eyes and squinted, "Y-yes? Wh-what do you want?"

"Ah, hello Hachu-san." Kagome greeted with a smile, "My name is Kagome, and my older brother er, Souta, sent me here to give you his condolences about your son." She spoke gently, seeing the old man wince.

"Souta you say?"

"Yes! He was friends with your son years ago, but we had moved away before the accident… He found out through the news but never got a chance to come to the funeral himself until sometime later. Then me and my mom moved back here, and he told us about the anniversary yesterday…"

Inuyasha snorted, "Lying, huh? Much better than telling the truth, glad you learned something valuable from the last encounter."

"Ah, so he knew my son, did he?" He smiled, shuffling over to let her in, "Would you like some tea my dear?"

Success!

Kagome was later sitting in the living room, and sipping tea while the old father babbled on about his son and how kind he had been back in the day. Telling stories about how he would take care of his sick mother and tend to her every need until she passed away. Then he darkened and told her about his high school life and how he had taken a change for the worst. He had become horribly moody, was taking various drugs, and was being picked on by the older students.

"He was a good boy, until the death of his mother. After that he would come home with bruises and would often disappear for days at a time." He shook his head.

"So he was picked on by seniors too?" Kagome asked, just to be sure. At his nod she had held back a smile. That was why all the victims were jocks. They were the ones who tortured him in high school and made him suicidal!

Placing down her tea she had looked up at the various photos on the mantle above the fireplace, seeing that several were of his son and wife. Noticing the hanyous growing discomfort in this home she had decided to hurriedly finish this trip with her final question.

"So," She coughed, "Where is your son buried?" She asked casually, earning an odd look from him. "W-well, now that I know him a little b-better, I'd like to pay my respects to his grave…" She justified.

"He was cremated actually. His ashes spread in the wind." He replied.

Well shit, what was she supposed to do now?

She had thanked him for the tea and the company before leaving him. Hiding the fact that she was now frustrated with this little tid bit of information, she had walked over to the bus stop and stood nervously in the cold. Crossing her arms she turned to Inuyasha and huffed, a cloud of hot air escaping her lips against the chilly air.

"What now? There's no corpse to burn."

Inuyasha had nodded, "We just have our work cut out for us now."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning, the kid must have left a piece of his body behind somewhere."

"Excuse me? A piece of his body?"

"Yeah, like hair, or a nail or somethin'."

"And how do we find out where stuff like that is?!" She all but yelled.

"Ah, that's what a tracking incantation is for, wench. And for that, we need the monk."

She spotted the headlights of the bus nearing her stop, "Off to Miroku's we go." She said none too eagerly.

A/N Here's the chapter! Woo, this was supposed to go up like… yesterday. BUT! You'll never guess what happened! I had typed three pages, then the laptop I was using (My dads work laptop) got freaking attacked by a virus!! Seriously, what are the bloody chances?!? I was so pissed! And my family has been cracking jokes ever since then about how I'm going to infect everyone's computers with viruses! (I'm on my sister's laptop right now…) So, I re-wrote all of this plus more and made the chapter a little bit longer. So I hope you guys like it! Remember to Review, and Happy New Year guys!