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The Fall into Our Darkness	By : Kuronohime Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 12042 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The demon waited for sunrise. It lost the track of time, falling into sleepless unconsciousness until jerked back into awareness by a sound, a smell or the rippling pain throughout his whole body. The cycle repeated until the small creeks between the boarding of the hut wept light. The birds chirped out somewhere.
'Where is that wench.' He impatiently awaited.
Its clawed fingers caressed pensively her haori that served as a makeshift blanket. Her scent surrounded him through his dreamless darkness, providing him with unwanted comfort.
He was aware that he was suffering from some sort of amnesia. He could not remember anything of his life prior to the moment he woke to her tears.
However, he knew the basic facts of life. A fire burned, water was wet, winter came with snow and day followed night. Of himself, he knew nothing. He had a vague feeling of certain things. He had no family. He was aloof. He was a warrior, a fighter. Powerful.
What he was certain of was that he had been injured in a great battle. And that he was a demon. The girl was a human. She was a maiden, so she wasn't his lover – even though she very much acted like one. Perhaps they had been in some sort of romantic involvement that would have progressed into more physical realm had he not been injured.
But what a repulsive thought, he shuddered. What kind of self-respecting demon lord would sully themselves with breeds of lower standing. Preposterous, he huffed to himself.
'But what is taking her so long?'

***

Kagome spent her night in much the same unease as Inuyasha.
His eyes haunted her still. Those lifeless, empty red voids.
But it was still him. Inuyasha. It had to be. He was hurt, teetering on the edge of his life. It was not the first time his demon side had surfaced to save him. A protective instinct. But once he was in the clear, he'd come back to his senses. Like he always had, she assured herself.
'I'll save him. I have to.' Kagome thought and waited until it was light enough for her to begin her day.

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Kagome was garnering supplies for Inuyasha, like the new futon, more medicine and clothing. Kaede voiced her concerns about Kagome's efforts. Not stating it straight, but implying that her endeavors might be futile. What the older woman had seen in the young man had been damage beyond repair.
Kagome brushed her off, stating that Inuyasha had made absolutely no gesture to harm her. He wasn't dangerous. He wasn't harmful.
Kaede sighed. She knew she could not sway the young woman from her opinion.
"Allow me to get him some water while you get the remaining supplies off your list." She offered. A friendly gesture on the outside, but in truth, the older wanted to see him for herself. Re-evaluate his situation once more.
"Of course." Kagome answered and beamed a smile.

***

Kaede entered the hut, not announcing herself. As she slid the door open to the side, a nauseating, impenetrable foul stench almost knocked her out. Blood was heavy in the air. It reminded her of the days of her youth that she had spent at the hospices caring for young men wounded in the war.
She gathered her spirits and took one step inside the room.
It took her a moment to adjust her eyes to the dimness. In the corner of the room, glistened two red orbs. Eyes of an animal. No, not an animal. These eyes were filled with malice, unlike the eyes of an innocent animal. These eyes wished nothing but death and demise to whoever entered its lair. A deep unrest settled within her.
"Inuyasha?" She carefully called out.
Her call was answered by a guttural, deep growl. The sound rumbled in the air.
"Do not fret... I only came to bring you some water." She tried to offer, but the looming threat of violence halted her at the doorway.
This thing was unhuman. Dangerous and sinister.
Unable to withstand the atmosphere for any longer, Kaede turned on her heels, taking the flask of water with her. She had enough self-preservatory instinct to get out of there.
She could not help Kagome aid her ward, or rather bedlamite. How the thing had not attacked Kagome, was beyond Kaede's reasoning. If there was an inkling of humanity buried within Inuyasha, it was indeed very deep and only reserved for Kagome.

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Some days passed. The beast allowed no one else to its proximity but Kagome whose scent had grown to be secure to it, even comforting, much to its dislike. But even as Kagome was cleaning its wounds and changing the bandages of a seemingly weak and sickly man, she knew that one slash of its claws was enough to kill her instantly. It could never be caught off-guard.
Most of all, she was deeply haunted by his unfeeling eyes.
On another late evening, Kagome wiped down the beads of fever off its forehead. Kagome had tried to deny it. Had tried not to see it. Tried to convince herself that the feeling of unfamiliarity was only due to his sickness. But as she sat next to Inuyasha's futon during the last hour of daylight, even she could no more see anything human in his daunting red eyes which calmly, cruelly, observed her.
He had not spoken a word to her. He drank and he ate, usually complied when she requested him to change position to clean and tend to his wound. But not much else. He didn't smile, he didn't complain. Not a smidgen of humanity graced his features. No emotion escaped the stoic mask he wore on his face.
But he had been like this before. She had brought him back then. She still loved him and she could convey that same love to him again. She looked at him, the eyes that watched her continuously. She was sure that the only reason he hadn't died after Naraku's attack was because of her. He remained in his earthly shell, because of her. He loved her enough to linger to the tender thread of his life.
She moistened his lips with a damp cloth and tentatively brushed her thumb across his bottom lip. He had regained some of his natural color back to his skin and lips, and he didn't look like a living corpse anymore. He was making progress, she comforted herself.
The demon slanted its eyes. Her caressing finger burned him. The demon despised every touch she caressed him with. It was demeaning for him to lay still and be petted like a pathetic pet puppy. He compressed his lips to a tight line. He wanted to punish the mortal for her audacity. Had he had any more strength, he would have slashed her. To put her in her place. A demon lord was not a plush toy.
And he absolutely hated how her hands felt soothing, so much they could lull him to sleep. He was furious of how by every of her touch he grew greedy for more. He wanted to have more of her fingers, her palms, running along his face and his body. He almost wanted to whimper when she pulled her hand away from his skin.
He glared at her angrily. How dare she touch him. How dare she stop touching him.
The young woman was blissfully unaware of the inner turmoils of the demon as she was struggling with her own.
She had taken care of him for almost a week now, and although his physical condition had improved slightly, his mental state had remained as exclusive from the rest of the world as it had been since he had awoken.
Inuyasha seemed to be wrapped within himself.
This was the moment Kagome decided to take a chance, play all her cards.
The young human girl knelt next to the demon's bed. It eyed her with indifference mixed with a slightest hint of curiosity. Kagome placed her hand on its cheek, but the demon remained unmoved. Its eyes never left hers as she moved. Kagome mustered up her courage and leaned in to press her lips against the demon's. She trembled. Her soft lips enveloped its, but the demon kept still. Her lips lingered on its mouth, but the demon did not react in any manner. Kagome slowly removed herself from him and gazed the half demon. Cold, red eyes kept staring at her. The girl swallowed down a painful lump. She stumbled backwards, harsh rejection smiting her from the heavens above.
She had tried to nurse and help him. She had stayed awake by his bedside even when utterly exhausted herself. She had defended him against all those who doubted him. And most of all, she had never stopped loving him. She loved him so much it hurt. But he returned none of her touches. Spoke nothing. Almost like he didn't even know who she was. Had she become as foreign to him as he had to her?
Kagome scrambled up and ran out of the hut. Not looking back, leaving the door half ajar. She almost tripped at her feet, blinded by the blur of her tears as she hurried past all huts that were next to Inuyasha's. She ran all the way to the edge of the forest. She slumped down and wept heart-brokenly. It was the first time she cried of the fact of losing Inuyasha.

***

After Kagome had left, the demon kept still, staring at the ceiling. A convulsion raked his body. The demon's whole body was burning, his blood felt like it was thick, bubbling tar. He weakly reached out to touch his lips. Unbearably soft hers had been.
"Ka-go-me…"

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A/N: So, the preliminary chapters are done. After this, the story will really kick into gear and start. But a fair warning my dear readers – this is not a HEA (happily ever after) story.
If you're looking for more lighthearted smutty fluff (you ain't kidding me, of course you are), then go check my other stories! I have METRIC TONNES of short, lemony stories of Inuyasha with... happier outcomes.
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