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Between Darkness and
Light
Chapter 2: Amber Eyes
By Cataluna
Too short.
Too young.
One leg is longer than
the other.
Inuyasha mentally crossed each of these girls off his list
while cursing at Kaede. Because of her,
he was fucking hiding in a tree in the middle of the day, searching for a high
school chick who had the mark of the slayer on some part of her body. He had been amused by those criteria,
wondering where the mark could be located at and how far Kaede had wanted him
to go just to find the girl. ‘Maybe I should pay a visit to the girl’s
locker room,’ he thought with a smirk, folding his hands behind his head as
he leaned back against the tree.
No sooner had he settled himself comfortably in this
position, a girl swung open the side door of the main building and ran
stumbling out. Inuyasha winced when the
back of the door connected loudly against the wall before swinging shut. She managed just a few steps before falling,
tripping over nothing in particular except maybe her own two feet. He almost laughed out loud. Oh
definitely not her. No potential
slayer could possibly be that clumsy, even the masculine ones possessed a
certain level of grace.
The girl looked to be around seventeen years of age, maybe a
little older. Inuyasha waited for her to
stand but she remained on the floor, her long legs sprawled underneath her, and
her short green skirt barely able to keep her decency. A mass of wavy dark hair formed a veil around
her face, shielding her eyes from his view.
It annoyed him; he wished she would brush her hair out of the way.
A large gash marred her left knee, blood running down the
pale expanse of her leg. Inuyasha held
his breath, trying to ignore the sweet smell of her blood and the hint of salty
tears that accompanied it. She drew one
knee up and studied her wound, finally tucking her hair behind her ears to lean
in more closely. He watched as she took
a pink handkerchief from her backpack, blotting and wiping up the blood,
careful to avoid touching it. A startled
gasp from her lips caused him to straighten from his casual pose, his muscles
tensing in preparation as he looked for the source of her distress
She flung her upper body back from her legs and scrambled a
few feet back with her arms, eyes wide in horror. Inuyasha stared at her knee, at the blood
that had stop seeping outward. The hell…
The wound had closed completely, leaving behind the former
perfection of her flesh. He wasn’t
surprised by the process, but by the person it had happened on. Only a vampire could heal that quickly and
she seemed just as shocked as he was.
“The fuck is she?” Inuyasha mumbled, and only one logical answer came to
mind. If she wasn’t a vampire, then she
was a-
“Hello?”
Shit!
Her voice was firm but hesitant, making it carry less
weight. She got up slowly, tucking her
feet under her and bracing most of her weight on her hands to carefully test
her legs before standing in favor of her right.
The girl looked around her as she adjusted her skirt and dusted the back
of imaginary dirt. “Is someone there?”
she called out, louder this time.
He remained silent, stilling every one of his muscles to not
reveal a single movement to her searching eyes.
Her power was awakening, just as Kaede had said it would. His job was done. Now all he had to do was lead her to the
watcher. ‘But not today,’ he declared as her large, brown eyes stared
straight into his. He would not give her
up to the Order yet.
“Kagome?” A girl with
curly hair and a worried frown called out to her from the school entrance. Kagome turned immediately to acknowledge
her.
He was gone before she could glance back.
<*>
“Sis.”
The spoon stopped halfway between the bowl and her
mouth. “Hmm?”
Her brother shook his head and pushed the box of cereal
across the counter. “You forgot to add
this.”
Kagome blinked at the picture of a tiger smiling at her from
the box then at the bowl before her. No
cereal, just cold milk almost filled to the brim. How did she manage to forget about that? Blushing, she set her spoon down and grabbed
the box. “Thanks.”
“No problem,” Souta replied.
Silence once again filled the kitchen as they continued
eating until their cat decided to make his presence known with a loud
low-octave “meow,” demanding to be fed.
Kagome smiled when he rubbed his head affectionately against her leg,
leaving behind a colorful mixture of fur on the side of her sock. She laughed, admitting to defeat, “Alright
Buyo, you’ve made your point. I’ll make
you breakfast.” She scooted out of her
chair and walked over to the cabinet with Buyo following close behind.
Souta followed also, squatting on the floor to scratch
Buyo’s ears while she poured cat food into his bowl. They watched intently as the cat ate, his
teeth making loud cracking sound with each chew.
“He’s getting so big,” Souta commented before finally
standing.
“He’s always been big.
I don’t know him as anything else,” she replied, noticing that she had
to tilt her head a bit to level with his eyes.
Life was not fair. He was only
fifteen – her little brother -- and already he was taller than her. She ruffled his hair for the purpose of
annoying him, earning her an irritated yelp and a glare as he tried to smooth
his hair back into place.
“What was that
for?!”
Grinning, she attempted to mess up his hair again. She giggled when he nearly bent over backward
to keep her hands away, “For being you, my cute little brother.”
He made a gagging noise to cover his blush. Souta had always been one to get embarrassed
easily. “You’re insane… you’re totally insane.”
Kagome grinned widely to show him teeth perfected by two
horrid years of wearing braces. Picking
up her backpack from the floor and slinging it over her shoulder, she tugged at
his hand, “Come on, you big baby, we’re going to be late for school if you
won’t stop whining and we keep watching him eat.”
They said goodbye to their mother and left, walking instead
of riding the public transportation like many of their friends. The school was about a fifteen minute walk
from their home, less then ten if they rode their bikes or ran. Kagome yawned, covering the wide stretch of
her mouth with her hand. Today was too
nice of a day for anything other than strolling even though they were running a
little late. She lagged behind her
brother, letting him take the lead as she took in the surrounding like she was
seeing it for the first time.
Everything seemed brighter and more detailed than
usual. It was like someone was holding a
huge microscope in front of her eyes.
She could distinctly make out the rough lines and patterns of tree
trunks. Signs she had to squint her eyes to read before were now clear.
“That’s her right
there, Kagome. I heard she’s in a gang…”
“No, no, she’s on drugs,” another voice interjected.
Kagome turned and
saw two girls staring at her from across the street. Both looked away guiltily when she caught
them watching. She didn’t know them but
they wore her school’s uniform.
“Oh crap, she saw
us,” the first girl groaned to the second.
“You think she heard? I don’t
want to get beat up…”
They were whispering – or at least attempting to -- but she
could hear them as if they were standing right next to her. Can
they be any louder? She squared her
shoulder and gritted her teeth, practically stomping to speed her strides. Souta looked at her curiously when she was
beside him, her face flushed with anger, “You’re okay?”
She let out a heavy sigh.
“People can be so rude.”
“Who?”
“Don’t you hear them?
Talking about me like I’m deaf!”
Souta looked around.
“I don’t hear anything.”
Kagome rolled her eyes and tugged on his arm. “The girls across the street are talking
about me.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because I heard them,” she answered flatly.
“All the way over here and with the traffic?” he asked,
looking bewildered. “Maybe you’re
hearing things.”
“Yea, yea, whatever,” she huffed and walked on ahead. I’m
hearing things just like I’ve been imagining a man following me around and
watching me for the past days. It
was hopeless if Souta of all people thought it was her overactive
imagination. She would be sent to the
doctor or get in trouble if she dared to tell anyone this. Frowning, she directed her frustration at an
unfortunate rock that was in her path, not noticing the long distance it
traveled when she kicked it. It’s all his fault, she declared with a
cross between a growl and a groan. That man is doing this to me He’s trying to drive me crazy, absolutely
crazy!
As on cue, she felt the sudden weight of his gaze sweeping
over her like a heated wave. The hair on
the back of her neck stood on ends and her knees weakened as what she had
determined to be his energy rolled over her, nearly causing her to stagger to
the ground. “Fuck,” she muttered,
stopping herself from falling to complete embarrassment just in time.
Souta rushed to her side, having always been a little too
protective of her despite the fact that he was younger. Sometimes she felt that their birth order
should have been reversed so he could truly play the role of a big
brother. “Are you okay?” he asked
anxiously, hovering around her like a mother hen.
People seemed to be asking her this a lot lately. Just once, she wanted to scream in their
faces and say she wasn’t. She closed her eyes and drew in a deep, long
breath as she willed for her legs to stop shaking. They did.
Her eyes reopened and she gently pushed Souta away. “I’m fine,” she answered.
“You don’t seem fine.”
“I’m fine,” she repeated firmly, discreetly looking over her
shoulder as she walked beside her brother.
<*>
“I know you’re there so you can come out now and stop being
so damn creepy,” she called out from her window, the wind lifting her hair
gently from her heart-shaped face. He smiled,
biting back a chuckle that could alert her to his exact location. The girl, Kagome as she was called, was
pissed as hell and not at all scared.
She was also wearing a pair of pink pajamas with cats decorated all over
it, making it hard for him to take her threats seriously. He picked up a tiny pebble and carefully
threw it off into a distance. It hit the
ground so softly that normal humans wouldn’t have heard it.
But she did.
She was about as human as he was.
Her large, expressive eyes were everywhere at once before
focusing on the spot where the pebble had landed. Kagome was becoming quicker. It had taken her only four seconds this time. Inuyasha saw her eyes narrowing, her mouth
twisted into an angry frown before opening, “You’re a sick son-of-a-bitch. Is this how you get off? By watching and following me around, trying
to scare me?”
Inuyasha shrugged even though she wouldn’t be able to see
it. For days, he’d watched her like a
strange obsession. Strange, because he
could not understand the reason, and obsessive, because he couldn’t help
himself. Kagome fascinated him. Very few people could hold his attention for
this long, unless he was planning to kill them.
He almost hated her for it.
Kagome leaned forward, sticking her head almost entirely out
of the window. He wanted to tell her to
get back inside before she fell. “I know
I’m not crazy. You’re the one who’s crazy
you perverted weirdo,” she said with a huff, daring to raise her volume by only
so much. The only thing keeping her from
screaming out at him was her family, who were watching television downstairs,
oblivious.
Perverted weirdo? Now that’s a new one. When did I go from being creepy to being
perverted? Her nicknames for him
were getting more and more inventive. He
would never have suspected she had such a mouth on her. He doubted the little overachiever had
learned all that in the setting of a classroom.
The phone rang, cutting the silence with its shrill. She went to pick it up, turning her back on
him without bothering to close her window or even closing the curtain. ‘Stupid,
real stupid, Kagome,’ Inuyasha thought crossly, his anger flaring. She didn’t know him. How could she be sure he wouldn’t hurt her
right now when she was distracted? He
closed his eyes and breathed out slowly.
She would learn soon enough that she should never turn her back to
anyone, not even a friend.
He had yet to inform Kaede of his discovery, refusing to run
back to her like he was her lackey and refusing to let the watcher have her
slayer. This girl was not Kikyou; her
smile was too bright and her heart was too pure. She did not deserve the life of a
slayer. But, she had been called, and he
could only keep her from the Order for so long.
They would eventually discover her identity with or without his
help.
Her face reappeared at the window, phone still in hand while
she gazed in his direction. Briefly, he
caught her eyes with his, drawing her into him, letting her taste a glimpse of
his power. The girl jerked back at once,
shivering, her hand vigorously rubbing at the goose
bumps on her arm. She pulled the curtain
shut without a word but did not step away, her silhouette remained. He could hear her, her heart pounding inside
his ears, roaring along side of his. The
memory of her blood filled his nose like a fresh scent and he swallowed deeply,
almost tasting it at the tip of his tongue. He absently licked his lips.
Taste her…
He clutched his head, nearly snaring at the voice that
suddenly rose within him -- one he hadn’t heard in years. The curtain rustled and he knew that she was
peering out again, searching for him. He
glared accusingly at her before forcing himself to move away.
The girl was dangerous.
<*>
Edited 1/17/2005
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