Tokyo Angel
Chapter Nine- Unspoken but Known
"A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more
than he loves himself."
-Josh Billings
She laid in the bed, silent, unmoving, maybe peaceful, surrounded in a pink bubble. Her barriers had come up soon after she fell asleep, something that made Inuyasha uncomfortable because of what it implied. Her face was free of all pain, mostly from the drugs that the doc kept putting down her throat. The healing process was more painful than he had anticipated, so Kagome had been kept in a drug haze, where she wouldn't have to feel the pain of stretching her stomach or her body trying to correct all the damage. It had been close to a week since Inuyasha had found her at the Shrine, and in all that time she hadn't said a word. She slept, and was only woken to eat the slush that Myoga said would be the best for her. On the rare occasions that she woke up by herself she would only stare at Inuyasha briefly, as if trying to understand something, then would fade back into sleep.
At times she would whimper in her sleep, and Inuyasha had to hold her one night to quiet her tears. Inuyasha had refused to go to school, and his parents didn't put up a protest. They wouldn't go if they were in his spot. Inutashio had found out that Kagome did indeed go to Tokyo Academy for Special and Talented Persons, had been for the past three years. Inuyasha couldn't for the life of him figure out how he had missed that. He had also learned that she was listed as an orphan in the Tokyo foster care system. Inutashio had threatened many people when he was denied the information of her foster parents- they said it was confidential but if he would file a report with the police about the supposed abuse they would take care of it accordingly and if the charges proved to be true, take her out of the home she was placed. Needless to say he had told them to do something that was anatomically impossible and had hung up on them. He had raved, quietly so as not to wake up Kagome, about how he was going to find out who the hell her foster parents were, because they were the ones most likely abusing her. He decided to go down to the central office with a court order and a handful of officers. He didn't become powerful to just sit by as his family was hurt.
Despite what he told his mother, Inuyasha hadn't left the room for more than a few minutes since Kagome arrived. Inuyasha was almost certain that his father had interceded on his behalf, for which he was grateful for. He sat in the room and watched as Kagome slept, and a few times had climbed in the bed and held her. He knew that she had to sleep so that she could get better, but at night when he sat watching her he wished she would speak to him. To tell him how her life has been, to tell him everything.
"How is she, Son?" Inutashio appeared in the doorway, his face just outlined by the small lamp. Inuyasha wanted to be sure that Kagome was comfortable, so he kept the room fairly dark.
Inuyasha shrugged and looked at his dad. "Why don't you ask Myoga? He's the doctor. I have no idea what the hell is going on with her body." And his voice clearly translated how much that frustrated him and pissed him off. "Speaking of the old flea, is he back yet with Kagome's medicine? She should of taken them over an hour ago." Inutashio shook his head 'no' and smiled at the sleeping girl.
Chuckling softly, he walked into the room to sit by his son, "Oh, Inu, you have to learn to listen to your instincts more." Inutashio smiled softly and looked at Kagome, his eyes turning soft and kinda sad. "When you meet your Chosen you form an instant bond with them that no one else ever will. When you do the mating ceremony it reinforces that bond, and you'll have the power to know exactly when something is wrong with her. As she will you. Before the mating ceremony you still have that bond, just to a lesser degree. You, Inuyasha, can know how she is, if you concentrate hard enough."
Inuyasha was surprised, "I didn't know that. I just thought that mates, were. . . well, mates. I mean I knew she would get my life energy, that her life would extend to the same as mine. But. . ." Inuyasha shook his head and looked at Kagome in wonder. She was his Chosen. She was going to be his mate. If she would have him. And if she didn't, then he would spend the rest of his life trying to convince her that he was perfect for her.
Inutashio smiled. pleased with how Inuyasha was reacting to the news of the benefits of finding his mate. "And don't think that that's it. You'll become more affectionate, kissing, cuddling, to leave your scent on her, sure, but it's also very nice." Inutashio gave a very good wolfish grin for a dog, "And that's not even getting into the, uh, more private aspects of being mates. Let me just tell you son that you will be very glad that you waited to be with your Chosen." Inutashio turned and looked directly at Inuyasha. "It is a experience that will shock you, being that close to someone. And not just physically, but mentally, and emotionally, too. You'll know when she's pregnant the moment it happens, and with that comes a whole lot of others instincts. Not to say that everything is as nice as those." Inutashio looked away, but Inuyasha could see the grin he was trying to hide. "We Takahashi men are possessive to begin with. But naturally we become even more so with our mates. We only have one true mate for our whole lives, and we can live up to hundreds of years. So we're going to be damn sure that our mates are safe, and that they are getting the best of care."
Inuyasha nodded his head, "Well, that's just logical. Once we find our mates, we want them around for the rest of our lives." It really was understandable. To even think of his mate dying, of Kagome dying, was a terrifying aspect, and would only push him to be even more protective.
Inutashio laughed, then stopped and looked at Kagome to make sure that he didn't wake her. "That's what I told your mother but she didn't see it my way. Of course she said that I was taking it to the extreme, and that I can't treat her like an invalid. She was really pissed when I told her that I didn't see it her way, and kept it up for the first year of being together. After she had you it only became worse. And even I knew that I was making my mate upset by my possessiveness. You have to remember that your mate isn't an inu demon. She's human and doesn't understand why you do some things. You have to remember to talk to her and explain the way your acting. I was lucky; your mother's and mine bond is very strong and she knows why I'm doing why I'm doing before I do!"
Inuyasha thought about how Kagome reacted to him when he spoke Inu, and was pleased that their bond might be as strong as his parents. "How are mates Chosen? I mean, who decided that Kagome was the right mate for me?" He would like to thank them.
"The Gods choose our Chosen. They have our life planned out already, they know who will be the perfect mate for each of us. It's quite simple really." Inutashio sneaked another look at Kagome and tried smelling her. He sighed and looked at Inuyasha, "She still has all her shields up."
Inuyasha nodded, "Myoga has me give her the pills; I'm the only one who can get through her barrier. Myoga got shocked into a wall the first time." He had laughed his ass off at the time. "Myoga says that it's probably a defensive mechanism or something like that. Basically she hasn't felt safe sleeping without those barriers and had just became used to having them up when she slept." The anger in Inuyasha's voice was understandable and Inutashio was proud at how he was controlling his emotions. He would have been taking it much harder, probably ending up killing someone. "He says that it'll take longer for her to heal, because so much of her energy is going to keep her shields up." They fell into a small silence, one wondering how long it would take for her to heal, the other wondering how she had become to be so very abused.
"Kikyo called again." Inuyasha cringed and Inutashio almost laughed. "It seems that she thinks that you two had a lovers tiff and should talk. She asked me to tell you that she was planning on wearing a blue dress to the winter formal and that you should plan on wearing something that would match."
Inuyasha snorted, "The only why I'd go to the dance with her is if she dragged my dead body behind her." Inuyasha had talked to Kikyo the first few times she had called and had repeated what he had first told her each time, but she just didn't seem to understand.
"Inuyasha, I said somethings that I'm not proud of. I was angry, and upset by what you said. I lashed out, Inuyasha! Anyone could do it." Her voice was sad; she really did regret what she had said. But there was a hint of desperation that made him feel guilty for hurting her. "At least talk to me about what's going on Inuyasha! Damn it, less than two weeks ago you said you loved me. You owe me this at least."
"Kikyo, I can't. I'm tide up at the moment. Can't you just accept that it's over." He hated how cruel he sounded. Aloof and distant, as if she had never meant anything to him. He couldn't explain it, but when Kagome walked into his life, she became his sun, his moon, his stars. She became his universe. And Kikyo was a very distant star, galaxies away from his universe, that suddenly dimmed, then extinguished in comparison. She was a forgotten star, while Kagome was his living breathing galaxy.
Kikyo gasped and he could tell that she was trying not to cry. "Inuyasha, if this is about what I said. . . you have no idea about how sorry I am. But I. . .I. . . Inu-" her voice became quiet and watery, quivering with fragility, which wasn't the Kikyo he knew. "I love you, Inuyasha." The statement was determined, as if she had to work up a lot of courage to say it to him, but at the same time still very small, like a child. It was the first time she had said those words to him.
And Inuyasha was left with a whole in his gut, wishing that he could just pretend that he didn't hear those words from her, that he wasn't going to hurt her anymore than he already did. "Okay, Kikyo. We can talk when I go back to school. I'm still busy, and I don't know when I'll be back again, but I'll call you when I know for sure." He hoped that she would over look that he didn't say anything back to her about her declaration.
"Oh." Her voice was almost completely silent, just a small exclamation of air really, that told him she did notice his lack of reaction to her words. "I can come by your house, now, if that's okay." She had a small amount of hope in her words, and he hated himself the most he ever wanted too at that moment.
"No, Kikyo. . . That wouldn't be the best thing right now." He looked over at Kagome and thought that she looked like she could use another pillow. "It'll have to wait until I come back to school."
She sighed as if she knew that he was going to say that. "All right." She didn't say anything else but Inuyasha knew she had more to say. Then she suddenly burst out what she was thinking, like if she didn't say it now, she never would. "I'm not a demon, Inu. I'm human and there's a lot about you I don't know because of that. We never really talked about. . . that, when we . . . talked. I think we should. I need to understand more about you, Inu, if we're. . ." If they were going to be together, he finished for her in his head.
There was apart of him that was fucking pissed off. Why couldn't she accept who he was before he found his Chosen? Why did she always have to choose the difficult path? "I don't think that's would be smart Kikyo. I already told yo-"
"Wait! Just think things over before you say anything."
"I have thought them ov-"
"Well, think more! I'll see you when you come back to school. I love you." Then she was gone.
Inuyasha cringed at the memory of her parting words. It would be just like Kikyo to be unable to say those three little words for so long, then when she finally said it, she just popped out with it every few seconds. "I don't know how to tell her that she will never be my girlfriend again. That there's no way I could turn my back on Kagome again."
"Maybe you should talk to Sessomaru. He had to cut loose a fiancée before he could be with Rin." Inutashio nodded at Inuyasha and stood. "You'll think of the right way. Don't stay up too late tonight, okay." Then he stepped put of the room, turning to close the door.
"Dad?" Inuyasha said suddenly, "How should I explain this 'you're-my-Chosen' thing to her?" He inclined his head toward his bed, where Kagome was softly sleeping.
Inutashio smiled, "That's the only problem with human mates. With other demons they recognize that you're their Chosen as soon as you recognize that their yours. But with humans, they feel it, but don't know what it is their feeling. We have to explain to them their feelings and ours. I have no idea how I told your mother and Rin was the one who pursued Sessomaru. You'll just have to figure it out, Son." Then he left.
Well, Inuyasha will be relieved when he finds out he doesn't have to explain, thought a slightly hysterical Kagome. She concentrated on keeping her breathing regular and her heart beet down. Inuyasha may not be able to smell her, but he could hear her just fine. She tried to think about what she had just learned, but couldn't process it. It was just too big of a concept to grasp. But it would explain a lot about her feelings toward Inuyasha. Like why she didn't want to tear out his heart and do the salsa on it. Or why when she fantasized it was always Inuyasha playing the leading role.
"Kagome? Are you awake?" Kagome didn't respond and she heard him sigh. Just because she knew, didn't mean she was going to tell him she knew. She wasn't ready for that conversation, hell, she didn't know if she would ever be.
Kagome opened her eyes, but closed them when she saw that her room was spinning. Why was it that every time she woke up she felt like her bones were made of spaghetti? Or that her brain felt like it was disconnected from her body. floating above her head, laughing at her? She would get better, faster if she could actually feel where she has to heal. Pain could be a good thing, when it came to healing.
She heard the door open again, and voices talking, but they were whispering and she couldn't make out what they were saying. a few seconds later the door open and closed and Inuyasha was by her side, gently trying to wake her by softly calling her name and running his hand through her hair. It felt like something that she could just almost remember, the tender touch of someone who cared for her. She debated on whether she could get away with pretending to be asleep a little longer, but decided not to push her luck.
"Come on, Kagome. Time to take your pills. You can go back to sleep as soon as you're done." Inuyasha gently moved her hair off her forehead, lovely tracing her face with his eyes. The pills rattled in his hand, and he looked down at the eight pills resting in his palm. He knew that three of them where painkillers and two antibiotics and the last three where for her stomach. He grew slightly sick looking at the pills, wondering how many he has given her now. He hated them, mainly because they meant that Kagome was still sick, and he felt that she should never suffer again. Looking up, he was surprised to see her dark gray eyes scrutinizing him, intelligent, clear eyes. Inuyasha was sad to see that pain was starting to creep in around the edges and told himself that she should have had her pills an hour ago. "Hey, long time, no see. I have some water, too." He held up the pills and cup of water, bringing it to her lips. But she jerks her head away and shakes her head. "What?"
"I. . . I- don't want to," Her voice was raspy and she coughed to try and clear it. "No painkillers." She was slightly mollified to hear that her voice was slightly stronger.
Inuyasha looked at her like she was crazy and ought to be put into an institution. "You have to take them, you'll be in pain if you don't." He could barely handle knowing that she was hurt, he didn't know how he would be if she had to feel the pain.
Kagome let out a choking laugh that was wry and looked at Inuyasha. "Inu, I've felt worse, believe me. I don't want to take those painkillers, they make me feel funny."
Inuyasha was momentarily stunned by her use of the nickname she had given him. She had actually been the first to call him 'Inu'. "I want you to take them. I don't want you to be in pain."
Kagome shook her head, her hair shimmering in the dim light, "I'll heal faster if I can feel the pain. Besides, I can handle it."
"I can't." The reply had been soft, and looking into his eyes Kagome knew what it must have cost him to admit it. He never liked being vulnerable.
Kagome sighed and looked away from him, not able to look at him and say what she wanted to say. "I'm guessing by now you've seen my. . . scars. Considering that I'm wearing these beautiful pajamas." Kagome looked down at the silk white pajamas that she was wearing and gently caressed the sinful fabric.
A fierce blush covered Inuyasha's face and traveled down his neck at the reference to the pajamas he had to put on Kagome. He had to do it, but still felt guilty about it. The few scars he had seen were faded, and pink and he had grown hot with anger but also with passion, because even though she had scars her skin was still just as soft and beautiful than if she had none. "I had to do it. I was the only one able to get through." he gestured at the slightly purple barrier surrounding them and tried to sound casual. He failed horribly. "I didn't see that much. I kept my eyes closed most of the time." He defended himself, wondering if she would become mad after having it confirmed that he had dressed her. He hesitated and was about to ask a question but Kagome saw this and interrupted before he could say anything else.
"Well, just know that I've felt worse than this. And you know that I don't like to take pills. I would actually like to wake up and feel like I'm awake. I won't take them, Inu." Kagome could feel the hotness in her cheeks that signified a dark blush had taken hold of her. She tried to throw off the embarrassment, tried to forget that he had seen her body, had touched it, but images flashed through her mind of him doing just that and her face became even more red. Then the images changed and she imagined him cringing at the sight of her ugly scars, afraid to touch her skin and the blush on her face changed to one of shame.
Inuyasha looked at her red face, and almost wanted to laugh at her embarrassment, because he could clearly see the lust in her eyes that she couldn't hide. Then something changed and he lost the impulse to laugh, because her head dropped and her eyes were suddenly filled with shame. Inuyasha didn't know what to say, should he say 'sorry', or should he just come right out and say 'Your the most beautiful women that I have ever seen, and you gave me a most painful hard on that I have ever had'? He didn't know what, so they both stayed silent. Inuyasha watched as she slowly regained her composure and he found that he didn't like this look either.
He watched her face turn calm and placid, her eyes peaceful and badly wanted to shake her. Why wasn't she screaming at the injustice of it? Why wasn't she demanding that something be done? Why did she have to sit there and be calm and accepting about all that has been done to her? He could imagine only half of what has been done to her, and he was ready to kill, to scream, to demand justice for her. Why wasn't she just as angry? He didn't understand it."No, you're going to take these pills, then go to bed. These pills will help you get better, faster. Not taking them will make you weaker, longer. So here, take them."
He brought the water and pills back up to her mouth, but she yet again, turned her head. He tried again, but she refused. "Damn it, take them." He growled and did it again. She refused to open her mouth and shook her head. "Please, take them. DAMN IT, please!" He hated that his eyes flooded with tears, and he badly wanted to turn around so she wouldn't see, but couldn't look away from her sadly accepting gray eyes, that were turning shiny and wet also. "Please, Kagome," He said, his voice suddenly a whisper. "I don't think that I could watch. . . while you're in pain. And I don't care if you've felt worse before, if anything that just makes me want you to not feel it this time even more." He rushed out, predicting her argument of 'being able to handle it'.
Kagome was very touched that he cared for her enough to worry about her so much, but his tears wouldn't deter her. "How long have I been in this drug haze, where I can't move, much less think. A week? I think that's what I heard, on one of the rare occasions that I could make out what you were saying. You would never stand for that, Inuyasha, and neither will I." Kagome looked straight into his eyes and dared him to deny it.
Inuyasha sighed and ran a hand through his silver hair, "That's different, and you damn well know it. I'm not human. I'm a demon, and your a human, your weak."
Kagome smiled slightly, "Believe me, Inuyasha, I'm not weak. If I was weak I would already be dead. I know you don't believe me, but I will get better if I don't take those pills. I'll make you a deal; if I don't get better within three days of not taking those pills, then I'll start taking them again. How about that?" Kagome thought that she had given both of them what they wanted and was sorta proud of coming up with the compromise.
Inuyasha snorted and frowned, "How about you just do what I tell you."
Kagome gave an icy smile, and her eyes chilled just a little bit. "Then you would be getting up one day and find me gone. I won't be kept prisoner where I have no say of what I want, or what I do." Not again, never again, Kagome thought in her head as a prayer.
Inuyasha noticed the difference in her demeanor and resigned himself to her compromise. "I'll most likely be a mother hen the entire time. It'll be better if you just take the pills." He added hopefully, but she just smiled and shook her head. "Okay, I guess I can do your deal for three days." Kagome softly smiled at his words, and he could see the ghost of her former smile in her face. Silently he promised himself that he would make her smile like she had before.
There was a brief silence, in which neither said anything or did anything but look at each other. Both were taking advantage of being this close to one another, studying the small features of their faces, that they didn't notice that the other was doing the same. Inuyasha suddenly came back to himself and took the three painkillers out of his hand and handed her the rest, along with the water. "You still have to take the rest, that's not negotiable."
Kagome wanted to laugh at his no-nonsense voice, but just took the pills instead. Closing her eyes, she felt tired, and the pain was starting to move in on the edges, and already she could tell that it was going to be in the top ten 'most painful' times, maybe even the top five. It felt like she had taken a hit to the stomach on a full stomach, but couldn't puke up her food. It was a weird feeling, one she hoped to never feel again after this was over.
"Kagome?" Inuyasha whispered. He was hesitant and his voice was brittle with repressed anger. "How did this happen?"
Well, it's not like she hadn't anticipated a question like this. Opening her eyes she forced herself to smile and not remember the days, or nights when she cried because her stomach was clenching in hunger. To not remember the times when she was so tired from being hungry that she would sleep for almost the whole day, dreaming of her mom's home cooking, only to wake up to disappointment. "Well, Inuyasha, when you don't eat it kinda has an effect on your body. I could go in the science behind all it, but I think Myoga could explain it better than me."
Inuyasha growled and bared his teeth. "Don't be flip about this, Kagome. I want to know how the hell you ended up this way. I need to be able to protect my ma-you. I need to be able to protect you." Inuyasha couldn't believe what he almost let slip, and determinately kept his face fierce, so she wouldn't ask about it.
Kagome was glad that he didn't say what he was going to say. She wouldn't know what the hell to do. "I don't have a. . . house that I sleep at. Where I live, you eat what you find. I didn't find enough sometimes, and unfortunately those times outweigh the others. That's it. It's not a tragedy."
"You live on the streets?" Inuyasha couldn't believe it. She just told him she lived on the streets, and she said it like it was okay, like it was a normal everyday kinda thing to say that she didn't have a home. "Why the hell didn't you come to me? You know damn well that you would have been welcomed with open arms by my family and me. Yes, I was a stupid ass when I was young but all friends have fights and we would of gotten through it eventually. Fuck, Kagome, why didn't you come to me? FUCK!" Inuyasha stood and started to pace the room, no longer able to just sit and listen to her calmly say that she was a homeless girl living on the streets, because she didn't feel like she could come to him.
Kagome looked away from the pacing Inu demon, and stared into the shadows of her room. "It's not that simple, Inu. At first I couldn't go to anyone, I had the safety of other's I had to think about. After they were safe, it had just become a habit to count on my self. I guess you could say I had been brainwashed to an extent." She had a thoughtful look on her face, as if contemplating what had been done to her from a third person standpoint. She suddenly looked at Inuyasha and smiled, and he forgot anything but that smile that lit up her face. "But I don't want to talk about that. Too depressing. How about you go and eat and let me sleep." The pain was starting to get a biting edge, and she didn't want him around to worry over her.
Inuyasha was ready to protest and say he wasn't hungry, when she smiled again and softly said, in a shy voice, "And maybe you could get me something, too? I'm kinda hungry." Without a word, Inuyasha nodded and left the room, closing the door with a soft click.
Walking into the kitchen, Inuyasha was momentarily startled to see it full of his family and friends, sitting around the table eating dinner. He had been in a room with only Kagome and him that he had forgot that he had a house full of other people. Even Myoga was at the table, slurping on the soup his mother had made.
"Finally decided to nourish yourself, brother?" Inuyasha was irritated to find that his brother still wore that smug look he had adapted since the night that he had confronted him about Kagome being his mate. It was rather annoying.
Inuyasha muttered something about 'Kagome's hungry' and walked to the refrigerated. Izayoi smiled at her son's back and looked at her mate. Inutashio had a small smile on his face also, and winked at his wife. "Inu, Son, I'm sure that Kagome would like you to eat, too. How are you to take care of her if you faint from not eating?" Inutashio knew exactly what to say to get Inuyasha to eat, without looking like he was. He simply spoke to the instincts that were hardwire into him. One instinct was that you had to eat, and drink, to keep yourself fit so you could protect your mate. Inutashio thought about it a moment and suddenly smiled. It was funny how he never noticed that almost all Inu instincts revolved around the care of their mates. And other demons called them the bloodiest, most lethal killers, when in actuality they were nothing more than protective lovers; Inutashio chuckled at this thought and waved away the looks he received for his spontaneous laughter.
Inuyasha stopped at this question, and found his father's advice reasonable. Taking two bowls down, he placed them on the counter, then went to get Kagome's mush she had to eat. "Hey, Myoga, when can Kagome start to eat somewhat normal food?"
Whatever Myoga was going to say, no one knew because just at that second there came a crash, as if a missile had ripped through the wall upstairs. Inuyasha turned to the sound, but before he could even run to Kagome, the window he had been standing in front of just a second before shattered, and Inuyasha heard a strange whizzing sound fly past his ear.
The dining room that had been so calm before, erupted into movement. Inutashio and Sessomaru dove for their mates, knocking them to the ground and covering them with their bodies, protecting them from the flying glass. Miroku had knocked Sango to the ground, but she had twisted their bodies and now lay on top of him, protecting him from the flying glass and bullets now coming in a steady stream from an outside source. Even when Miroku tried to flip them over, she refused to budge, determined to see that he didn't come to any harm.
"Sango, My Rose, any other time I wouldn't mind if you were on top, BUT RIGHT NOW I DO!" And with a tremendous effort he flipped the strong ex-demon hunter on to her stomach with him straddling her back, pinning her down as the glass landed like rain around them.
Inuyasha pain no attention to his pack, he knew right away that the men would take care of their mates. He needed to worry about his mate, who was upstairs unprotected. Ignoring the glass on the floor, and the bullets still popping in through the window, he raced out of the kitchen and up the stairs, hardly noticing the sting in his leg. He turned down the hall, and his heart dropped at the sight that met his eyes.
Where the door to his room should have been, now stood a gaping hole with his room on the other side, black and silent. The had been blasted in to the wall, and it now lay in several pieces on the floor; even the wall had been chipped away. Fear filled his body, and fueled him to run even faster, and with barely a sniff at the wreckage he ran in to the dark room
He found the bed in shambles. A flash of Kagome peacefully sleeping there flashed in his mind, with her soft, sad smile and accepting eyes, but then he saw nothing but the destruction of the room. The mattress was completely off the bed, thrown to the side where it had exploded, the goose feathers still raining down around it. The four hundred year old frame had cracked and was in several pieces, the decorative wood depicting his family crest gone, splintered across the floor. The silk bed spread was laying in a corner, ripped and smoking as if it had been caught on fire. Everything looked like it had been destroyed, the life that it had taken away and stomped out. Inuyasha's eyes turned a deadly red as the thought that Kagome hadn't survived whoever did this to his room.
A small scuffle in a dark corner drew his vicious eyes, but even with his superior sight he couldn't see anything or smell whatever it was. Slowly, as if he was stalking his prey, he drew to the corner, his fangs bared in a warning, and his claws extended. He was going to find his mate, and he didn't care who he had to kill to do it.
As he drew closer to the corner he could just tell that there was someone there, trying to hide in the shadows. It was turned away from him, and even though he couldn't smell it he knew that it was afraid. Good, he thought, You better be afraid. Anyone who stood in between him and his mate should fear for their lives, because he would bask in their blood on his hands, and laugh as he watched their eyes go blank with death. Whatever it was, it had turned away from him and was crouched facing the wall, with their arms wrapped around them. He raised his arm, flexing his claws with the extra long claws, and as he brought it down, he heard a small whimper.
He stopped inches from her head, and when she turned around he felt faint with what he had almost done. He dropped to his knees in front of Kagome and reached out a trembling hand to touch her face. As the fear ebbed away, he took inventory of Kagome. She looked as though she was okay, but her eyes were a glowing purple, and she kept looking around like she couldn't see where she was. Like she was blind. "Kagome!" His voice came out more like a growl, but she seemed to understand it, or maybe just recognized his voice. She turned her head to him, and he eyes dimmed just a little, so that he could see a faded pupil in the purple of her eyes. "Baby, can you hear me? Are you all right, 'Gome?" More for his comfort than hers, he slowly pulled her into his arms, and was relieved when she didn't flinch away from him. He closed his eyes and kissed her neck, comforted by the fast beating of her pulse. On opening his eyes, he noticed for the first time that her shield was up, an imperceivable purple bubble protecting her. Listening, he could hear his family downstairs, moving around, and cursing. He could no longer hear the breaking of glass, or of gunshots in the distance. Pulling Kagome into his arms, he slowly made his way down to the kitchen. He wasn't going to let Kagome out of his sight.
Kagome felt as if she was in a fog. She could see Inuyasha, but it was as if a gauzy curtain was obstructing her view of him. As he picked her up and walked down the stairs, the fog was slowly receding, but still clung to the edges of her sight.
Upon entering the kitchen, Inuyasha couldn't believe that it was the same room. It looked as if a train had come through and upended everything. Or like a war zone. All three of the men were angry, their fury clearly displayed on their faces. Surprisingly though, it was Miroku who seemed to be the one who was the maddest. And stranger yet, he refused to look at Sango, and every time he had to walk past her, he did a weird little shudder, like he had to contain himself from reaching out and shaking her. But besides from looking disheveled and a few scratches, everyone seemed unharmed.
Inutashio turned toward him, and his eyes were tinged red, and his mouth was in a snarl. "Is she okay?" He asked, walking toward them with his mate securely at his side, with him in between her and the window. If Inuyasha didn't knew that his father was mad at the people who had dared try to hurt his family, he would fear the look his father was giving him. As it was he just tightened his arm around his woman and looked down at her.
"She's okay, as far as I can tell. Where's Myoga?" Inuyasha looked up expecting him to be in some corner, sucking his thumb.
Sessomaru gave a bark of laughter when he heard Inuyasha's question. "That cowardly flea, turned to his original form and ran. I saw him slip under the door." He gave a filthy look at the door as if it was just as gutless as the man who used it.
Izayoi was white and had a death grip on her husband. "Who would do this? What have we done to earn this treatment!"
"The same." Everyone looked at Inuyasha's arms where Kagome was staring blankly at the ceiling.
"What do you mean, Kagome?" Sessomaru sounded annoyed. He was tired of the girl talking in riddles, and just wanted her to spit out what she meant with out everyone having to second guess her. Inuyasha threw him a dirty look that clearly was meant to warn him of his tone.
"They were the same. The men. They were the same, who. . . the ones who took your arm. They were the same, damn it." She seemed to be having trouble putting her thoughts into words, and frustration claimed her features. "He was the same. He came to my room. He was the one with the sword, the one who took your arm in the alley." Everyone was silent after this announcement until Inutashio sighed.
"Well, at least one question is answered."
"And what's that?" Snapped Miroku, who wasn't at all happy. No one held his tone against him; they all felt the same.
"The people who went after Sessomaru went after him to get to me. They don't care who they hurt, as long as it's one of my family." And as he turned around, Kagome felt suddenly sorry for the people who had decided to make the Takahashi family an enemy, because from the looks on all the men they wouldn't live long. And their deaths wouldn't be fast.
"We'll be going to the family retreat," Inutashio announced to them at large. "I would advise all of you to bring along warm clothes and several changes of clothes. Until I figure out who the fuck wants to hurt my pack, I'm damn fucking sure going to keep you safe!" No one argued with him, and silently went upstairs to pack.
THE END OF CHAPTER
First off, I want to apologize for this chapter being so very late. Classes are kicking my ass this summer, but good news- I only have one more week of them and then I'll start updating like normal again!
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