InuYasha Fan Fiction / Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Nothings ❯ Incoming Darkness ( Chapter 2 )

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Warning: Dark fic and future lemons. Language and certain situations also are a cause for warning. You have been warned.

 

 

~Author PoV~

 

For the fifth time that hour, Kagome sighed. She rested her head on her hand and stared out into space as the ending of the funeral faded into a memory of the night. She sat by Shippo's silent grave and prayed for forgiveness and watched the sky. She smiled sadly. She seemed to not be the only one there. The stars winked and brightened up in the dark blue of the night. She watched as shooting stars and many miracles happened in that dark blue sea.

 

Shippo…why?

 

Kagome sighed again and repositioned her legs. So intent at watching the stars she jumped when the snapping of limbs echoed around the small area. Sango walked slowly towards her bringing her a couple of blankets and a warm bowl of ramen. Sango set the bowl beside Kagome and placed the blanket around Kagome's shoulders and sat herself down with her own cover and handed the bowl to Kagome. Sango glanced at the rich meadow. It was small but the grass was healthy and last remains of the summer danced as the wind blew. The tall grasses waved to and fro as the wind played their tune. A lone willow tree stood near Shippo's sadly small grave.

 

~Kagome's PoV~

 

“I thought you might like some food and company. It gets cold and silent in the autumn around here.” Sango smiled and I returned it

“Thank you, Sango. I appreciate it.” I looked at the sky and Sango joined me, for many minute we were silent

“Strange…my father use to tell me when I was a young girl…that the stars are the souls of loved ones. When my mother died he told me that my mother would be up there, watching out for me. Every time a star dies, the soul is finally happy and ready to move on, and when a new one appears…you have someone else watching out for you. I believe Shippo's up there watching out for you and hears you. I think he will always be up there as long as you and your soul carry on…” She said solemnly and I cried silently

“That…that helps. To know he's always there. One day…I hope to join him. “I said wiping my tears

“And one day I think you will. I just hope it's not any time soon.” She sighed and looked towards his grave

 

We stayed like that and I rapped the blanket around me closer. To think I thought everything would be peaceful and happy after Naraku was destroyed over two years ago. We had finally defeated him and we didn't even get the shards! They disappeared…but that doesn't mean they're gone. So our group continued looking for them. Our group was currently looking for the shards. Nothing is ever enough for the jewel, nothing. Off those thoughts, Kagome…gods, it was cold, no freezing! I scooted closer to Sango and I laid on the cold ground. I shivered and Sango looked at me in worry.

 

“Maybe we should go to the hut. It's warmer there.” She stood and helped me to my feet

“No, no, I'm fine.” I then sneezed; Sango shook her head and led me to the hut. It took awhile because it was a little ways off. I was shaking by the time we reached the hut. I step in and I was hit by an amazing wave of heat. It felt good.

 

“Lady Kagome, Lady Sango, I thought you'd be a little while more.” Miroku gloomily stated. He'd been affected by Shippo's death as well.

“It was getting too cold. I think Kagome may be coming down ill.” Sango stated as she got more blankets.

“No, I'm fine. Really, I am.” I sneezed; damn my traitorous body!

“Yeah and I'm a fine lady of the courts.” Sango snorted and pushed me towards the big pile of blankets and made me lay down.

“Lady Kagome, you need to lie down and recuperate so you don't become any sicker.” Miroku said solemnly and knelt by the hot, burning coals in the middle of the room. I wanted the subject off of me.

“How's Inuyasha? Has he woken up?” I asked; it's starting to get too hot in here.

“Yes but he's still recuperating from the concussion. His human night really slowed down his healing process.” Sango said quietly, thinking

 

Yes, Inuyasha's human night happened soon after…the incident. He's barely woken up since that night. He really did damage to his head this time. Gods! It's burning up in here!

 

“It's…hot in…here.” Uh oh, losing voice? That's not a good sign…

“Really?” Sango leaned over from her place beside me and felt my forehead. She drew back as if burned.

“Miroku, she's burning up! Go get Kaede.” Kaede was near…why do I feel…so sleepy?

“Watch her closely…Sango…” Their voices…why are they so blurry? I think I'm going to go to sleep…darkness…sweet darkness…

 

~Dream~

 

The darkness wrapped tighter around me…almost suffocating. It's warm…comforting…why do I feel like this is so familiar…my head feels so fuzzy. I open my eyes to an even darker darkness. I want to get out of here.

 

`Where am I?' Why is my head so fuzzy?

 

The darkness feels cold and clammy suddenly, why? I hear a single squishing sound in the background and it gets colder. What was that sound? Suddenly, the darkness loosens its hold and I gasp. I'm falling! I reach out to grab something, anything…but only air passes through my fingers. I scream, forever it seems, and it echo's loudly. I gasp in pain as I suddenly crash into something solid. God, it feels as if I crashed into a thousand knives! I gasp again as I feel a new pain. I cry out and a new set of pains echo through my body. One I have never felt before. My body burned and my neck spasm like liquid metal is coursing through my veins. Warm liquid runs down my neck. I writhe in pain as ice expands within my veins. My body feels as if I was being torn apart. My muscles and tendons feel like they are being stretched and cut into, my bones seem like they are shattering, my skin wants to crack and bleed. I try to turn as I feel bile coming up my throat and manage to, by some miracle, turn and throw up all over the ground next to me. It was mostly blood, though and soon I resume my screams as my body seems to turn in on itself.

 

`Gods…why is this happening! Make it stop!' My mind screams as my voices rises higher in pitch.

 

And suddenly it stops. I lay there, in the cold unwelcoming darkness, and gasping pitifully. Then a laugh echoes around my being and straight to my very core. Cold (or are they hot?) hands grab my aching body and pick me up. I see not who they belong to, but I do notice the hands are pale like the moon. I finally see a warm glistening liquid upon my body. Blood… so much blood...but it seems to look oddly beautiful…God what am I thinking! I look away and wonder at how calm I am.

 

“Is…is this some spell…” I croak; my voice was hoarse and it hurt oh so badly

“Indeed it is little one.” A voice whispers towards me. I gasp as that silky and deep voice sent my body on fire. His voice was like sweet nectar and my body wanted more. Gods, how could a voice sound so good?

“Worry not little one. All will be answered soon. You will wake up in a bit. Tell no one what you dream…or it will come with a grave price. Mock my words. It will come at a very grave price. Now remember and wake.”

 

Everything blurs and a pain shoots through my head…

 

And I open my eyes and groan.

 

`The light! Gods, turn off the sun! `

 

I sit up and cringe at the pounding of my head. I close my eyes and they suddenly shoot open.

`The dream!'

 

I look around and sigh in relief.

 

“Kagome, you're awake.” Sango walks in the small hut and closes the bamboo mats that covered them. The hut was ordinary and plain, with little furnishing. My futon was plain and white and sat to the corner and others dotted the small hut but most were empty. I blushed as I realized I was in the hut where they keep the sick.

 

“Why am I here?” I honestly have no memory after I had reached the hut that night

“You became very ill, Kagome. You were coughing horribly, feverish…throwing up…and were plague with nightmares, for 3 days.” Sango said as she checked my head for fever. My at that time probably looked like a landed fish.

“Three days!? I was sick that long?” I couldn't believe it, I rarely ever get sick

“Yes, it seems that your fever has broken.” She smiled at me, the first smile I've seen since Shippo. I close my eyes and groan as memories came flooding through me; memories starting from Shippo's death to my recent dream…and speaking of that dream…

 

`Who the hell was that man?' I thought back to the pain, the voice…the darkness…

`”Tell no one…” Where the hell did that come from?' That man…what did he mean by grave price anyway?

`”All will be answered soon…”' I hope so, I really do hope so.