The Boyfriend | By : Xakana Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 19838 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story. |
Disclaimer:
InuYasha, Kagome and anyone else you saw in the manga or anime does
not belong to me. Yukio does. If I saw so much as a shiny penny for
this story, you think I’d be writing fanfiction still? Okay, I
would… Damn other authors and their more interesting universes…
Genre:
Angst, Romance
Rating:
M
Codes: Kag/OC, Inu/Kag
Feedback: Keeps my muse talking and
the stories coming! Do tell. But if you have a flame, use it for
something more productive, like setting your clothes on fire.
The Boyfriend
Chapter 12
Over the next few weeks, InuYasha tried to talk to
Kagome several times. Each time he came near her, though, she shied
away. She was acting completely out of character for her—timid,
frightened and weak. Each time he saw the fear in Kagome’s eyes,
another ounce of hatred for Yukio piled onto the growing mound of
seething rage inside of him. At night, she cried in her sleep and he
would sit next to her, carefully not touching her and feeling utterly
useless until she stopped.
He thought about his decision to be with Kagome
nearly all the time now. He had been relieved when he chose her, as
though a heavy object had left his shoulders. He understood it had
something to do with no longer denying his feelings, but other than
that, he couldn’t grasp why he felt better attaching himself to
Kagome than he had trying to maintain his relationship with Kikyo. He
had told Kikyo how he felt about her, but she hadn’t embraced him
and shared the sentiment. She hadn’t even ever forgiven him for
something he never did.
Kagome had forgiven him for everything he did to
her. Every pain he caused her. He hadn’t even really realized how
bad it was until she inflicted the same pain on him. He hadn’t been
as strong as her. He couldn’t handle her belonging to someone else.
That had been what allowed him to make the decision to choose Kagome,
in the end. He couldn’t abide the thought of losing her to someone
else and he couldn’t tolerate not having the right to forbid her to
attach herself to another person.
He knew it was time to offer the same to her in
return and he wanted to tell her that, but she never allowed them to
be alone anymore. She stayed with Sango and Shippo almost all the
time, avoiding Miroku like he was diseased. InuYasha knew that
Miroku’s feelings were hurt that Kagome wouldn’t go near him, but
he had no sympathy.
“How do you think I feel?” He snapped at
Miroku one night when the girls and Shippo were off bathing and the
monk had been sulking all day.
“What do you mean, InuYasha?” Miroku asked,
startled.
“I mean… you’re moping around because she
doesn’t trust you, but she doesn’t even trust me right now.”
InuYasha glared up at the full moon in the sky.
“She still walks next to you,” Miroku said.
“She doesn’t look at you like you might attack her at any moment.
I think it’s clear that she trusts you, InuYasha. If she didn’t,
she wouldn’t be here right now.”
“Unless she’s just hiding from him here,”
InuYasha grumbled. He felt better from what Miroku had said, though.
He knew the monk was right, he was just arguing out of frustration.
“If that were true, then she wouldn’t have
gone back to her time to start her school again. She goes back and
forth with you, so she’s obviously not hiding from either time.
Just me,” Miroku sighed.
“She’s not hiding from you,” InuYahsa said,
rolling his eyes. “Although I’m sure she’d feel safer around
you if you weren’t such a lecher. If you want her to stop avoiding
you, why don’t you shave your head and start obeying some of those
vows you supposedly took?” Miroku’s eyes went wide and he touched
his hair protectively.
“I’m sure she’ll eventually come around
again. She just needs time,” Miroku said, closing his eyes and
trying to hide the twitch in his eye from the suggestion InuYasha had
just made.
“I hope you’re right,” InuYasha said.
“Because if she doesn’t, then I’m going to kill that little
fucker no matter what Kagome says.” A dark look passed over
Miroku’s eyes as he opened them again.
“Well, I’m sure you’ll have been here with
me all night if something happens to that boy,” the monk said
quietly. InuYasha glanced over at him, a little surprised by his
agreement. He decided that if Miroku wasn’t trying to talk him out
of it, then he probably wasn’t wrong. Still, he had made a promise
to Kagome and he didn’t know if he could really handle having a
human boy’s death on his hands, no matter how much he hated him. It
didn’t mean he couldn’t still get revenge, though.
“InuYasha?” She did a double take upon seeing
him and he ignored it. None of Kagome’s family had ever seen him in
his human form, so he had expected it.
“Yeah, it’s me,” he said. “Where does he
live?”
“Why are you human?” she asked, holding out a
piece of paper. He opened it and read the instructions, then tucked
it into his sleeve.
“Kagome didn’t tell you that I turn human
every now and then?” he asked, careful not to mention why he was
human.
“No.”
“Good to know she didn’t blab the secret to
the whole world,” he said. “Too many people already know.”
“Be careful,” Mrs. Higurashi said. “I didn’t
know that you would be doing this… like that.”
“Kagome told me that I can’t kill him,”
InuYasha said. “I can take care of one stupid little human boy like
this.”
“You’re just a boy yourself,” she whispered.
He blinked at her, unsure how to respond. “You just… look much
younger like that.”
“Keh,” he dismissed, then turned and walked
off, taking the paper out now and then to find his way. It took him
two hours, but he found the boy’s house. Once he was standing in
front of it, he wasn’t sure what to do. He undoubtedly had parents,
so he couldn’t just barge into the house. He didn’t know which
room was his, so he couldn’t just drag him out of bed. He walked up
to the nearest window and peeked in, realizing that he had never seen
the boy and Kagome had never described him. What if he had a brother?
A face appeared in front of him and he took a step
back. For a moment, he had thought he was looking into Sesshomaru’s
eyes. The window opened and the boy looked out at him. They stared at
each other a moment and InuYasha cursed his human nose for not being
able to tell him if he had found the right person.
“Yukio?” he asked after a few minutes.
“Who are you?” the boy asked back. He had
strange hair—red-tipped black and it covered most of his face. The
cold eyes made InuYasha certain that he had found who he was looking
for.
“Kagome’s boyfriend,” InuYasha answered. The
boy slammed the window shut and InuYasha heard a clicking sound.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, “You’re only tough around girls?”
“Go away. I have no business with you.”
Yukio’s eyes were filled with fear and InuYasha smiled.
“Oh, we have business all right,” he said,
cracking his knuckles. “You stop being a coward and come out of
there!”
“Go to hell.”
“You first,” InuYasha said, and then punched
the glass. His hand passed through it and he ignored the pain as
shards sliced into the flesh. He caught Yukio by the front of his
shirt and pulled him back into the window. A few pieces fell, but it
didn’t break again. He pulled at the broken pieces, trying to dig
them out so he could pull Yukio through. The boy squirmed violently,
then grabbed a piece of broken glass and stabbed InuYasha in the arm.
InuYasha flinched, but didn’t give up his objective. Yukio wiggled
out of his shirt and backed away. InuYasha reached down and turned
the lock as he had seen Yukio do.
“I’m calling the police,” Yukio said,
turning to run. InuYasha got the window open and leapt into the room
before he made it to the door.
“You should never have touched her,” InuYasha
growled as he bounced Yukio’s head off the hard, wooden floor. He
heard a noise off in the house and dragged the boy back through the
window by his hair. Yukio kicked and hit at him, but InuYasha was
still stronger than him in human form. He dragged him into the
shadows, ignoring the blows as best he could. Yukio swung at him and
InuYasha saw the glint of glass a moment before it contacted his
face. He knocked it away, blinking in pain. Then he turned every
ounce of fury he had burning inside of him on the human cowering in
front of him. Fist and foot connected repeatedly with Yukio as
InuYasha beat him within an inch of his life.
When he heard sirens, he finally released Yukio,
who slumped to the ground, barely breathing. InuYasha decided there
was one thing left to do and he lifted the broken piece of glass. He
looked down at Yukio, whose eyes were swollen closed and slapped him.
The eyes opened as much as they were able and InuYasha showed him the
glass. The boy gasped and tried to push InuYasha off, but he had no
strength left. InuYasha grabbed his hair and used it to hold his head
still as he carved two careful characters into his
forehead—Zainin—branding him a criminal. He smiled at his work.
It could also be read ‘tsumibito’—sinner—and InuYasha was
finally satisfied. He hoped it would serve as a warning to any other
girls the bastard might try to hurt. He had carved it so deeply that
he knew it would scar perfectly and he also knew that the boy needed
medical attention or he might bleed to death. So he threw Yukio into
the street and ran off into the night, his—and Kagome’s—vengeance
done.
A/N: I would have had InuYasha carve ‘rapist’
into Yukio’s head, but there is no word for that in Japanese. And
any modern or English-derived equivalent wouldn’t be in InuYasha’s
vocabulary. If the beating description seemed a little short it’s
that there wasn’t much that could be written for it. Besides, this
way, you can imagine it in any way you wish.
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