Never go back | By : KiraIsJudgement Category: InuYasha > General Views: 3577 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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AN Thank you for reviews, they means bunches to me :D
Lilyyasha, I’d have to agree with you. Even though I really am not a big fan of Kagome (plot bunnies made me write about her hehe) I don’t like how whiney and selfish a lot of writers have made her out to be. I figure she acts pretty much like a 15 years old would when the story took place, so I am doing my best to have her now act like I think a 19 year old Kagome would.
Danny Girl *hugs* you are the first person to ever say you ‘love’ my story! That makes me so happy. I am really trying to keep this plot twisting and go in a different direction and not follow the beaten path. Haha, I am still not even sure where I’m going with this.
And Vyperbites, Thank you for always leaving input! It means so much to me that you continue to comment that you’ve inspired me to do the same with every story I read. Thanks!
I turn, running into the woods with nothing but the clothes on my back. What am I going to do now? Who will help me now?
The farther I get from Sesshomaru, the faster I run. Soon I am sprinting at full speed, tearing through the dense foliage. Branches full of finger like twigs grab at my body, as I squeeze through the ever narrowing path. Luckily my priestess outfit is well suited for the outdoors and doesn’t tear, protecting my arms and legs.
I round a large tree, squeezing between the trunk and a set of doddler bushes, only to smack face first into a low hanging pine tree. The gnarly branches slap my face and the needles dig in, pricking the skin. End of the line. The trail’s stopped.
Cupping my hands to my stinging face, I sink to the ground. Curling up like a scared child, I rock myself, trying to calm my nervous and catch my ragged breath.
I don’t know what to do. I don’t understand what’s going on, or have the faintest idea of how to fix it. I hate this. I was always really good at helping Inuyasha whenever things got bad.
Before, when he would turn into a blood thirsty youkai, I could always bring him back. I would just follow my instincts, and everything would turn out alright. This time, when I did what I felt was right, he didn’t come back. Instead, he tried to kill me. And not like when he lunge at me as an unthinking youkai in the past. No, this time he tried to take my life with a smile on his face. He knew what he was doing.
So, it’s safe to say that this Zenaku really isn’t Inuyasha. But there is no denying that Inuyasha is in there somewhere. How he got into this mess, how much of him survives, and most importantly, how to get him out, still remains to be answered.
I have to find a way. Despite whether or not, Sesshomaru really believes that Inuyasha isn’t alive in Zenaku anymore, I have to disagree. He came to me. Know I have no doubt that the dreams I’ve been having are in fact Inuyasha reaching out to me. It wasn’t a figment of my imagination. He needs my help. But how?
I pulled my hands from my face and inspect the bright red line traveling down my right palm. I opened my cut again. Damn.
Who am I kidding? I can’t survive twenty minutes on my own without getting hurt. What makes me think I save Inuyasha by myself? I need to find someone who can help. But who? I have no idea where my old friends are, and honestly I’m afraid to ask. What if I find out that Zenaku already killed them? Most of them were youkais after all. How long can I continue to believe Inuyasha is still in there if he allowed part of himself to kill his friends?
The only other people I know here I just ran away from. Maybe I should go talk to them. I should’ve learned by now that things aren’t always how they seem. It’s possible I might understand their reason if we had a chance to explain why they lied, but on the other hand, probably not. Sesshomaru normally has real asinine reasons for doing the things he does, and of course Rin will just go along with anything he says. How many lives has he taken for the reasons of pride and shame? Including the attempts at his own brother’s life. Stupid reasons for anyone to die. Besides, I don’t even think Sesshomaru wants me back. I royally messed up his plans when I didn’t make that shot, and he didn’t look to upset when I ran off. No, I probably should go find someone else.
I press my hands together into a prayer and place the tips of my index finders to my forehead. “Oh, Kami, what should I do? Send me a sign.”
I wait, but nothing particularly ‘holly’ happens. Damn, that always works in the movies.
Standing up, I brush the dirt from my hakama and look about. I have done a fairly good job and getting myself stuck in the middle of the woods. The ‘trial’ I thought I was following, is really just a less dense part of the foliage, and I’m not even sure which direction that I came from. So now I’m lost. Not that is matters, I don’t really have any place to be lost from. I think I’ll just keeping moving forward. I bound to find something sooner or later.
Which way? The pine tree that whacked me early is not about to let me pass, and I’m pretty sure I came from the right, so I guess left it is.
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Left was a good decision. It wasn’t every far, even though it took forever to deal with the thick brush before I found a real trail, probably belongs to deer. I followed it and ended up by a small creek.
It was almost dark by the time I found the small life line, so I did my best to set up a mig-shift camp. After thirty minutes of blister my hands rubbing damn sticks together, I give up. I suck at making fire. Where’s Kirara when you need her?
I break away some of the leafy branches from nearby trees and pile them up under a short, thick tree. I’ll bury myself under them when I’m ready to go to bed. They should work as some kind of protection from the night.
I take a minute to wash up in the creek before watching the sun set. No display of a light show tonight, aside from the burst of rays coming from the west as the sun is dragged to the other side of the world. There’s not a cloud in the sky for the light to bounce off of, and everything goes dark quickly. Time for bed.
I go over to my leaf pile, pull off my sandals, and get ready to slip in when I hear the cracklings noises of twigs breaking under feet.
I freeze and listen. What the hell was that? I don’t feel any youkais nearby, but that doesn’t mean much, at lot of the more powerful ones can hide their aura.
Who could it be? Would Zenaku come after me? Has he come to kill me? Or is something following me?
My head snaps to the side and the noise comes closer, getting louder as it rustles in brush. I hold my breath and stare, hoping for a bunny, but expecting something horrible to come out and eat me.
A huge burst of air escapes my lungs as I sigh in relief at the mangy brown dog stumbling into my clearing. It’s thin and dirty, looks wild. He cautiously sniffs the air, then turns it’s attention to me, curling it’s lips and giving off a warning snarl.
“Oh, shut up!” I yell at the dirty beast. No way I am going to be scared off by a normal dog, not after I’ve gone my rounds with inu-youkais. This guy trying to test me really isn’t all that scary.
I grab a rock and chuck it in his direction, making sure to hit the ground next to him, so I won’t hurt it. It yelps, frighten, then take off back the direction it came.
“Stupid dog spooked me.” Damn thing about gave me a heart attack.
“It wasn’t very quiet for a dog, was it?” Surprised I fall back, falling on my ass and making a yelping noise very similar to the dog’s.
Wide eyed, I look in shock at Sesshomaru. Since when did he become so damn sneaky. Now I really do think I am having a heart attack.
“Shit! What the hell? Don’t do that! You scared the crap out of me!” I instinctively grab a small pebble and toss it at him, which he easily catches, inspects, and after giving me a puzzled look tosses over his shoulder.
“Miko, I believe you’ve spent too much time around my younger brother. You seemed to have picked up his vulgar language.” He smirks, and offers me a hand.
I narrow my eyes at the offer before reluctantly deciding to accept the help up. I place my hand in his large one, crawled fingers wrap tightly over mine, and he effortlessly pulls me to my feet.
Nervousness overcomes me from standing so close to the diayoukai, even though he is gazing at me softly. Turning my head, I stare at the ground, I can’t stand to see him looking at me so kindly. I don’t want to think of him as kind. He’s an ass and a lair, thinking any different will just get me hurt. I yank my hand from his and put some distance between us.
“What the hell do you want?” He snickers, and I shot him a death glare, which he takes as entertaining.
“Don’t be ridiculous. I’ve come for you. It’s time to go back. Night’s upon us.” What does he think I am just out here throwing a fit like a little kid, and that I will come home when I’ve cooled down? That I’ll cave when it gets too dark and scary? Hmm, wonder if he’s right?
“I’m not going back. Leave me alone.”
“Really? Then tell me Miko, what are you planning on doing? Are you going to stay out here alone?”
“It’s none of your business what I do! Why do you even care? Or is it that you really don’t and are only here cause Rin was worried?” I can understand him looking for my for Rin’s sake. She is so nice, and wouldn’t want me out here alone. She probably sent him.
“My ward did not ask that I retrieve you, nor would I if I hadn’t wished to do so. Now come. We’re leaving.” His face returns to expressionless, and I can tell he’s serious, but I’m not going back. He can’t make me.
“I won’t go with you. You lied to me. You knew that Zenaku is Inuyasha. And you tried to have me kill the one I love. How could you do that to me? How could you do that to him? You may not be proud of him being a hanyou, but he’s still your brother. Why won’t you help save him? He needs us damn it! If you’re not going to help, then leave. I’ll do it by myself.” I take a seat, making myself comfortable on my leaf bedding, and turn away from him, staring in the opposite direction. Maybe if ignore him, he’ll just leave.
“Miko, my brother is dead.” I shake my head, refusing to listen to his lies.
“I know he looks different, but I’d know Inuyasha anywhere. That’s him. He’s in there, somewhere… and alive. You lied!”
“I. Do. Not. Lie. My brother is died. He gave into his loneliness and despair, offering up his body to the youkai around him. They consumed him. It is only because they consumed him, that they can mimic him. Zenaku tricked you. Just as he once tricked me… Trust in me, Miko. There is nothing of Inuyasha left in that shell.”
“No, there is! I know it. They way he looked at me. The way he said my name. The way it felt in his arms...” I turn to him, tearing freely rolling down my cheeks. Why can’t he see he’s wrong? Why won’t he listen? “That’s Inuyasha! Zenaku is Inuyasha!”
Sesshomaru grabs my forearm and yanks me to my feet, staring at me with burning red eyes and pushes my back against the tree. “That monster is NOT my brother.”
I flinch, protectively turn my face away from his and tightly shut my eyes. Oh Kami, now I’ve really ticked him off. I can feel the anger roll off of him and the grip on my arm tightens.
“Look at me.” I don’t. “You will look at me when I speak to you,” he growls out. Taking his free hand, he cups my chin and forces me to face him.
I begin shaking uncontrollably and sputter out tiny short breaths. The growl in his throat gets deeper every second, making my body weak. If it wasn’t for him holding me up, I’d probably fall. Is he really going to hurt me this time?
“Open your eyes, Miko.” Gulping down a deep breath of courage, I slowly peek out through my eye lids and met with demonic red orbs staring back at me. I’ve only seen him do that when he’s really angry.
“Apologize,” he demands. What? He wants a ‘sorry.’ I can’t say it, because I’m not.
“I-I won’t apologize. I have to save him. Inuyasha is…”
“No. Not for that.” He comes closer to me, pressing his body into mine. The cold metal amour bearing into my chest, his fur pelt tickles my face. His youkai swarms over me, choking my spiritual aura, suffocating me. I tremble, but can’t pulled away as paralyzing terror grips my heart.
“For that. Do not fear me. I hope you do not think so little of me that you’d believe I would lower myself to harming a woman under my own protection for merely speaking her mind. I do not deserve the accusations your body is implying. You will look me in the eye and stand without shaking. Understood.”
Slowly, and a bit confused, I shake my head yes, but he doesn’t let go. He keeps me held against the tree trunk. Without saying a thing, we stay like that, staring at each other. Not sure what he’s waiting for, but honestly I don’t mind. I hate to admit it, but being this close really does make me feel safe and protected. Just like I used to with Inuyasha.
I focus on his even breathing, trying to match it. Feeling the air calm, I relax against him and the trembling stops. His youkai retreats and mine aura settles. Everything calms, and feels… comfortable.
I sigh deeply and regain controlled breathing. Strength gathers in my legs and I begin supporting myself. He experimentally loosen his grip, then releases my arm all together once I prove I can stand on my own.
Standing and not shaking should be a normal thing for a person of my age and not something to be particularly proud of, but in my case I am. Sesshomaru is touching me, and I’m not afraid, my body is not panicking.
I will beat this. I won’t let Tarou win. I refuse to be broken.
Sesshomaru eyes fade back to a golden hue and he reaches for my face. I don’t back away as he cups my right cheek in his warm hand and gently thumbs at my newly re-opened cut. Staring intently at the abrasion before dropping his hand a taking a step back.
“Come. We must return.”
“I still won’t. Not unless you promise me I can have a chance to save him. Give me just a little time to save Inuyasha. Please?”
“And if you can’t find away? Will you then release what’s left of him from that monster? Will you purify him?”
Taking a second, I weight my choices and make the decision to gamble on what probably is my only chance.
“I agree.”
“Then you have one month, Miko.” He walks into the bush. Sighing, I take off after him. Hope this is the right choice, but it’s the best option I’ve got.
AN Wow, that was a pretty long chappie for this book. I wasn’t going to make it so long, but I felt like that little tension between Kagome and Sesshy was a long time coming, and he just couldn’t let her act alike that around him anymore. It annoys him when she finches when he’s not trying to be scary. He only likes people to cower when he’s trying for that reaction. : )
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