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Shadows of a past
By SFP
DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. The Dark-Hunter series belongs to Sherrilyn Kenyon.
A/N: To the wonderful AnimeHuntress, thank you. Your work on my stories is deeply appreciated. I could always say, I couldn’t have done it without you, but that just wouldn’t be true. I could do it without you . . . It just wouldn’t be as good.
Ch.10
Kagome came back to herself suddenly, her mind recoiling from the memory. Her stomach felt like it was rolling in turbulent waves, threatening to revolt.
Ash felt her stop in her treatment of his back wounds. When she did not pick up again, he looked over his shoulder at her. Her eyes were enormous. The rest of her face pale and tear stained.
A shaky hand covered her mouth two seconds before she bolted up and over to the trashcan by the sink. Once there she emptied her stomach contents, repeatedly.
He felt terrible; he hadn’t noticed her upset before now. The very limited few that had treated his wounds in the past had never reacted in such a way. Yes, there had been a few, an extremely select few, over the years who were squeamish, but not to the point of throwing up over and over again. In addition, none of them had ever shed tears. Except for his sister, but that was so long ago . . .
Kagome felt her braded hair being moved lightly, then the touch of a cool hand upon her face, wiping at the tears still making there way down her cheeks. She should be embarrassed, but she was not, right now, all she wanted was for her mind to turn off and her stomach to quit rolling in on itself.
Ash’s brow furrowed; he hated seeing her like this. He felt helpless, useless. So he did the only thing he could think of doing, when she was done emptying her stomach, he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. “Shh, its ok now Little Bit. I’ve got you.”
While she clung to the front of him as if her life depended on it, he steadily rocked her. He was feeling rather possessive all of a sudden. When her tears slowed to a trickle, she detangled herself from him.
He stood looking at her, while she went to the sink to rinse out her mouth. She was keeping her face averted from his view. When she was finished, she went back to the table and sat heavily, in one of the chairs they had just vacated only moments before.
“I’m sorry,” her voice was small and dejected.
He walked back over to her, retaking his seat, only facing her this time. “There is no need for you to apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“I’m usually much better about treating flesh wounds.” she glanced up at him before looking back down at her hands and lap again. He wondered why she would be accustomed to treating wounds at all, but did not say anything about it. Now was not the time.
“Who did that to you?” her voice was sad and slightly angry. For some reason her anger and sadness on his behalf touched him deeply. Nevertheless, he wanted to lighten her mood again just the same.
“A bitchy, green eyed monster, with an authority complex, who doesn’t like sharing,” he stated calmly.
She sat up straighter, looking at him sternly. Her eyes were red from crying, but besides that she appeared normal again, gorgeous. “I wasn’t joking.”
He raised his eyebrow at her. “Neither was I.”
She bit her lip sheepishly. “Oh. Sorry.”
He gave her a tender kiss on the forehead, and then smiled softly. “Thank you.”
Kagome’s breath caught. He was truly beautiful or handsome rather, when he smiled like that. It made him look more approachable, touchable. She cleared her throat. “I didn’t do anything.” ‘Besides make a fool of myself,’ the thought flashed through her head.
“You helped me out when you could have just walked away. That’s something to Me.” The look he gave her was intense.
Kagome smiled a little shakily in return, feeling a little better. “You’re welcome.”
Ash let out a breath. That was an improvement, he didn’t like seeing her so sad. Her being unhappy came across wrong to him for some reason. It was almost the same feeling he would get when Simi was sad. He didn’t like that thought. “Tell me something about yourself, Little Bit.”
Kagome almost squeaked when he pulled her, chair and all, closer to himself. They were facing each other still, their legs straddling the chairs in the same position, only now the seats of the chairs almost touched. The insides of his long legs come into contact with the outside of hers, making her very aware of him.
“Um, what do you want to know?”
“Are you married?” The question had bothered him for days, ever since Lo had brought up the question of her family status. He knew she didn’t have anyone with her, here in the states, but in nowadays world that didn’t mean she wasn’t married. His eyes narrowed. He really did not like not being able to see her life.
She huffed, slightly offended at his question. What kind of girl did he think she was; sheesh. She had more loyalty then that. Of coarse, she forgot to take into account the fact that he did not know her, it just felt like he did. “No, why?”
He ignored her question, choosing instead to ask another of his own. “With someone?”
“Again, NO!” She crossed her arms over her chest.
“Good.” His voice was earnest. He looked a lot more contented, self-satisfied in fact.
“Glad you think so,” her voice was grumbled, but there was no missing the biting wit in her tone.
“It’s only so I won’t feel bad when I do this.” He swooped in on her mouth, taking possession and making her sigh with happiness. The man really did have a great mouth. Her arms came away from, where she had crossed them over her chest, her hands grasping his thighs instead. Her touch sent a sock-wave strait through him.
Gods did the woman know what she did to him with her touch? He ran his fingers down her jaw to her neck, where he cradled her head until they separated, panting for air. He rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes and just feeling her warm breath fan out against his lips in small puffs.
A knock on the door sounded out. “Kagome, you in there?” it was Aimee’s voice. Kagome blushed, separating herself from Ash so she could go open the door. She had forgotten she was working, or supposed to be anyway.
The strong surge of magic behind her had her stopping in her tracks. She turned just in time to see Ash’s shirt and sunglasses rematerialize on his body. She cocked her head to the side, doing a wonderful impression of a confused puppy. ‘Well that’s one way of doing it I suppose,’ was her thought before her head straightened and she gave a shrug of her shoulders.
Ash was surprised at the quickness she used to turn around. Maybe, he was not the only one that did not trust people at his back. Yes, she was definitely worth some looking into.
Kagome continued to the door, opining it to find an anxious looking Aimee on the other side.
“Oh good, I found you. We were starting to get worried when you didn’t return.”
Ash came into view then, coming to Kagome’s side. His face was passive, but something about his stance set Kagome on edge. He was on the prowl again.
Aimee’s eyes opened wider when she saw Acheron. “Oh Ash! I didn’t know you were still here. I thought you had left already. Well, I guess if Kagome was with you the whole time we didn’t need to worry about her after all. Sorry about the interruption.”
Kagome could tell Ash made the woman somewhat nervous. Of course, with the whole predator vibe thing he was sending out at the moment, Kagome could understand why. However, it did make her question why she herself was so at ease with the man. Shouldn’t it be the other way around? Aimee had known him longer.
“There has been more then the one incident with the Daimons.” Ash was looking directly at Aimee. His voice had that sexy edge to it again. Kagome wondered if that was his natural accent. Furthermore, was it her imagination or did she miss half of the conversation?
Aimee bit her lip looking uncomfortable. “Yes, papa has caught two of them stalking her. He expired them both.”
Kagome’s forehead creased in confusion. How could she have missed something stalking her? Moreover, what did Aimee mean by Papa Bear expired them?
“Okay, wait just one second here. Will someone please tell me what a Daimon is? I’m really tired of hearing about them and not knowing what they are!” She let out an agitated huff when all they did was stand there looking at her. “Are they some kind of demon or something?”
Both Ash and Aimee were surprised. Aimee because she did not realize Kagome didn’t know what Daimons were, and Ash because she knew that demons were real.
Kagome fidgeted. “What? Why are you two looking at me like that?”
A/N: I am really surprised! I killed off one of the main characters, a child one even, and wasn’t roasted over the grill! Not one single flame! Not that I mind not being flamed, in fact I prefer not too . . . it’s just . . . Wow! I was expecting to be roasted and served with a side of Simi’s special BBQ sauce! Or worse yet, loose some of my fantastic readers! That last chapter was a hard one for me to write, for two reasons. For one, I like Shippo! Really, I do . . . But the story needed the development. The second reason is because . . . Well . . . I’m a mother.
Thank you for the wonderful reviews everyone! You are all very special and dear to me. You keep me writing when I probably would not otherwise.
swasdiva - “Thank you! Your review really touched me, very deeply. As for the grammar, spelling or word choice . . . I have a beta-reader. She just hasn‘t gotten around to this story yet . . . she has been having some personal issues lately and I don’t wont to push her.”
Kya77 - I would gladly let you know when I update . . . But you didn’t leave me an email address to do so.
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