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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 next morning, the sky was murky and threatened to weep. Kagome was preparing breakfast and had been left alone with the demon. It didn't care for the company of anyone, Kagome seemingly the only exception, but that had been more or less the case even before. Most of the time, the demon appeared uninterested in her, but in her presence it was somewhat less tensed, though the atmosphere could hardly be described as comfortable.
She had boiled some slightly expired ramen noodles for the demon, Inuyasha's favorite, and Kagome hoped the familiar taste would bring about some of his lost memories. She hadn't been home for a long time to renew her food supplies – hence the noodles having surpassed their prime. Her mother knew that ever since the great battle, Kagome had chosen to live her life in the Feudal era since all her friends, her other family so to say, lived here. And even though Inuyasha could travel through the well, he could hardly be made accustomed to the modern times. Besides, she would take on demons over algebra any day, Kagome jokingly stated to her friends when she had argued her decision to stay.
She helped the demon sit up and offered him a warm bowl of broth and chicken noodles.
The demon had scarcely eaten anything after gaining consciousness, and the girl wished this serving would bring back his spirits.
"Take it slowly." She guided the demon as he raised the cup carefully to his lips.
The soup was thin and reservedly seasoned, so that his stomach would not act up. It tasted bland, the demon ruminated, but still took the offerings of the human girl. The taste of the food was a subsidiary matter in any regard, only thing that counted was getting his strength back. Any sustenance would do, no matter the taste.
After he had consumed the whole conservative serving, he asked for another bowl, and Kagome had her hopes up.
"Did you like it?" She asked, wishfully thinking that his taste palettes were regaining their memories as she poured some more of the pale orange soup into his cup.
The demon stared at her with an unmoved look.
"Not particularly. But sustenance is sustenance." He bluntly replied.
Kagome's chin dropped to her chest and she handed the cup to the demon. "Oh... It's just... It used to be your favorite."
The demon took another careful sip of the unusual soup.
"I have developed better taste since." He commented and even though the insult was rather aimed at the stock and not at her, Kagome couldn't help but suffer injury on the behalf of the ramen.
"There was nothing wrong with your taste before." She dryly remarked, almost wanting to snag the bowl of ramen out of his ingrate hands.
"You will find that many things about me have changed." The demon said and finished sucking in a long, slippery strand of noodle. It swallowed, wiping a drop of broth from the corner of its mouth. "Not just my taste." It snidely retorted, looking at Kagome with dark mirth in his eyes. He was obviously trying to make some sort of a statement about her.
"Well, I don't know about your tastes, but your sense of smell isn't what it used to be." She insinuated back at him, referring to his ungodly reek which didn't seem to bother him at all.
The stench was something Kagome had gotten used to, but the sickeningly sweet and pungent smell of rot was still uneasing. He had otherwise gotten better, all the bruises and smaller lacerations had cleanly vanished, but the persistent black gape by his side still refused to heal. It was the spot Naraku had used all his dying energy at. He had pierced Inuyasha, just barely missing his heart which must've been his aim, when Inuyasha had drawn the shattered stub of his Tessaiga and severed Naraku's thread to life.
Kagome closed her eyes and calmly breathed out. She shouldn't get aggravated with him. He was injured and suffered from amnesia. She should be glad that he had lived in the first place. Besides, Inuyasha waking up with pleasant manners would have been much more alarming than Inuyasha waking up as his rude self.
"I know you must be very hungry, but you have to take it slowly. Otherwise you'll end up throwing up." She instructed him and took away his bowl.
Something sinister flashed in the eyes of the demon.
"I did not assign you as my wet-nurse." It growled, vexed that his food had been taken away. He was a big boy and had much more durability and better grasp on his limitations than humans had on their own.
"I suppose you wanted to be left to rot and starve then?" She answered him, the anger of her words hardly hidden. The girl moved away from him to gather the cutlery and other supplies into a basket.
The demon would have rewarded her insolence with a good smack hadn't it been trying to preserve its energy. Only a fool would talk to a demon in such a way, insinuating that he was somehow dependent on her help. She might have been close with the hanyou to nonchalantly offend him, but that would not go anymore.
"Keep your mouth." It hissed and curled its fingers into tight fists.
Kagome had never in her life been bullied silent by Inuyasha's idiotic remarks or threats, his feeble attempts usually just fueled her to hen-peck at him with twice the furor. But his foreign low-rumbling tone and intense gaze persuaded her to bite down to her tongue. His eyes weren't angry in the way Inuyasha often frustrated with her, looking mopey and irked. The demon looked zealously mad.
She averted her eyes and hugged her basket.
"I will be back later. We need to clean your wound properly." She said with a small voice which appeased the demon, calming it down.
Wench needed to learn her place.

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Days of pathetic inertia were ill-suited for a powerful youkai lord who sought for battle and glory. Splendor and the excitement of the fight, his steel testing the strength of another, were as faraway a reverie as the touch of the firmament were to mortal grasps.
Sesshoumaru was a man of many a splendid traits and qualities. Regrettably, patience was not among them, which was an odious fault he shared with his lesser half-brother, courtesy of their father's hot blood.
The proud demon lord sat in the shadow of a great maple tree, watching as the leaves were tickled by the gentle summer breeze which had been turning colder by the day as the season was preparing to change.
He sat rigidly, his back straight and his chin held elevated by few degrees, taking his signature pose of noble air and regalness. The impression was only slightly ruined, or improved – depending from the viewers perspective, by the garland of flowers around his head. Now, he was not only draped by a flower crown but was accessorized by a matching flower necklace, bracelets and rings. And the demon lord suspected that he was about to receive a matching set of earrings soon.
He coughed importantly, the only way he knew how to cough.
"Rin, this is sufficient."
The girl addressed was a few feet away, marveling the idea of incorporating maple leaves with her creation and hardly paid attention to her keeper's complaints.
She held up a star-shaped leaf and twisted and turned it against the figure of Sesshoumaru, trying to figure out if it would be an overkill to maybe do a cape on him.
"Uhumn." She mumbled and picked up another leaf from the ground, one that was greener. Cold colors complimented Sesshoumaru the best.
The demon lord nimbly got on his feet and carefully removed the lilac garland from his head.
"We are departing." He announced and proceeded ridding himself of Rin's handiwork.
"Ah, Sesshoumaru-sama!" The girl scolded him as her hard work was neatly piled next to the foot of the tree. Much to her dismay, Sesshoumaru was stubborn and didn't appreciate her efforts to pretty him up. Not that he really needed it, but it was a pleasant past-time.
"Where are we going?" She chirped and tossed the leaves from her hands. They were scattered in the wind and twirled around her, evoking a small giggle out of her.
"I wish to inquire the progress upon my weapon."
Rin ran to her guardian and grabbed him by his kimono.
"But that's what you sent Jaken-sama to do!" She pouted. Weapons were boring. All it entailed was grown-ups talking, brooding and frowning about quality of metals, talks of fighting and everything altogether unpleasant.
"I much more wished we could go see Kagome! I'm sure you're worried about Inuyasha as well."
"Nonsense." Sesshoumaru replied. A little too quickly, Rin thought to herself and smirked.
Of course he was worried about his little brother. He came off cold, because the world they lived in was a harsh place, but Rin knew how warm and caring her guardian's heart was. It was a pity that he reserved all his affections for her eyes only. He would get along with everyone so much better if he didn't try to act so tough all the time. Besides, Kagome was such a nice lady, no-one hardly had a reason to act tough and mean around her. But inu youkais were a little stupid. Rin looked up at Sesshoumaru who was trying to look grumpy at her audacious suggestion that he was worried about his brother.
Okay, a lot stupid.

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A/N: "Bruh, bruh! We already at chap 7, where my smut at? Huh? I thought this was a KNH production and not your run-of-the-mill 'story driven' fanfic."
Yes, yes, my dear reader. I know this is a much more story driven fanfic than any of my previous works, but the smuts are coming in... *glances at her bare wrist* NEXT CHAPTER!
Also, my wonderful, awesome, inspiring readers/reviewers, I LOVE reading all your speculations about the story and where it's headed. Some of you pondered about the chronology of events. Yes, I'd say that Inuyasha has been recovering for maybe about two weeks~ now. So, the new moon will be a factor in later chapters. The events of the upcoming 3ish chapters will take place within only few days.
I have pretty much scripted the story up until chapter 12. Most of the chapters are also written partly. (Chapter 8 is pretty much already written complete, so brace yourselves for frequent updates, for once, lol!) But if the story goes anything like I've envisioned, this will easily be a 30 chap story. I have a story-line and a structure, but I don't know exactly how many chapters they will span
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