InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ A New Perspective ❯ Forever Betrayed ( Chapter 2 )

Title: Forever Betrayed

Pairing: Kagome / Kurama

Theme Set: 3 Angst

Theme #: 5 Macabre

Rating: T

Warnings: Violence

Summary: What do you do when your best friend, the one you thought you loved, turn against you? Will your heart ever learn to love again?

“Speech”

`Kurama'

`Youko'

 

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No. No no no. This wasn't happening. Kagome closed her eyes, willing herself to wake up from this horrible nightmare. She opened them again. “Please wake up. Please wake up.” She muttered under her breath. Wicked laughter echoed across the clearing.

“This isn't a dream Kagome. This is real. Your friends are dead and you couldn't help them.”

The grass was soaked in crimson. Not a hint of green showed through. The killer had been ruthless. Sango lay on her back her eyes wide open, her stomach was ripped open and all the organs inside pulled out. They lay next to her, bloody and disgusting. Her mouth was opened in a scream, but no sound was heard. Miroku was close by, he was slumped forward on his chest, she could only guess that he woke up to Sango cries, and tried to rush over to help, since his hand was about to uncover his prayer beads that kept the wind tunnel in check. Instead his back was carved down the middle, and his head had been chopped off and rolled off from his neck to lay next to the body. Kaede was hung from a nearby tree, the rope around her neck biting into her wrinkled skin.

Shippo, her baby. She thought at least he'd spare the kit, but the cold-hearted bastard had gone ahead and cleaved his body in two, splitting his torso from his lower body. She could only imagine what the poor kit had gone through as his life was taken. His arms and legs also pulled off, the blood gushing out in a never-ending river.

As if that wasn't bad enough, the whole village had been slaughtered. The huts burned to the ground, ashes scattered everywhere. Villagers who had escaped the fire were run through with his sword. No one survived.

She should have been here. She should have stayed and tried to protect them, but she had gone home, unknowing of what was about to happen. Maybe she could have done something. The moon disappeared behind dark clouds as if to agree with her. Even as she struggled to come to terms with the truth she knew it would have made little difference whether she had been here or not. Only that she would have also been lying there with them now, not standing here, holding back her fear and sobs.

“Now it's your turn, bitch.”

Whenever he said that she never thought he meant it in a derogatory way. She'd figured it was just because of his breed. Now the painful truth was staring her in the face. She should have listened to Kikyo. She had tried to warn her but Kagome wouldn't have it, refusing to believe he was capable of hurting her or their friends in any way. No, Inuyasha was not evil, Kikyo was evil, Naraku was evil, Inuyasha? He was her hero.

Turned out she was wrong. Kikyo and Naraku may have had wickedness in them, but not to this degree. They had actually tried to warn her, for god's sake!

She looked back up at him. I thought he cared about me? Suddenly she didn't want to put up a fight anymore. Everything had been taken from her. Her friends, her kit, the village, the well….wait a minute. The well wasn't destroyed. She could try and get through. She dropped her bag where she stood and turned preparing to sprint. It was only a few metres away but she didn't want the extra weight, just in case.

“Oh no you don't.”

Kagome didn't know where she found the strength from but suddenly she dashed to the well.

Almost there…

Just a little closer…

Yes! Now to get over it…

She had just gotten both legs over the edge when claws painfully dug into her side pulling her back.

No!

She fought against the strong hold. She twisted and turned, every movement causing the claws to sink deeper. She gritted her teeth against the pain and yelled, “SIT!”

Abruptly the claws stopped tugging her back, only to gouge down her side, digging deep trenches. She blinked away the tears from the pain and swiftly dropped into the well. Before he had a chance to get up. She didn't notice another presence in the area with them. There was a flash of silver as whatever was there left. Her voice drifted up as the blue light of time engulfed her form.

“Goodbye Inuyasha.”

x A New Perspective x

Once on the other side she pulled herself out of the well. She dropped gracelessly on the floor then turned to the well and started chanting. The well glowed white for a brief moment, then she was plunged back into darkness. The well was sealed. She slumped against the wooden structure and cried. She cried for everyone who couldn't, because they were gone. She cried her heart out. She cried and cried until sleep overcame her. That was how her family found her an hour later. Curled up on the floor, blood splattered on her uniform, and two twin tracks of tear dried up on her cheeks.

x A New Perspective x

It had been three months. The pain was getting better, but every time she managed to let go and enjoy herself, it would slam back full force at her. Little things reminded her of her past, bringing with it a fresh wave of sadness. She had stopped crying, but that didn't mean she still didn't feel it. The sense of betrayal. Since she hadn't seen him yet it was likely he didn't survive to her time. She could only be relieved. No one else should get hurt. Since they had completed the jewel she always wore it around her neck. The day they defeated Naraku she had gone home to inform her mom. It was also the day she came back to that horrible scene. She was glad she always wore the jewel, at least now he couldn't have it. She would keep it safe at all cost. Never again will she trust youkai.

x A New Perspective x

“Minamino-sempai!”

Kurama's eyes widened slightly before he took off down the street. Fangirls. They could make a person's life hell on earth. What happened to the simplicity of Makai life, where all you do all day is kill, or rut? One of those things he missed, and it wasn't the former.

`Youko!' Kurama knew he couldn't have though that. At least, he was pretty sure he didn't. The line separating their souls seemes to be blending a little. One day they'll be just one soul, since it was now too late for Youko to separate from them. Neither of them minded of course, since they had grown quite close during the 22 years they've been stuck together. Not that either would admit to that.

`I wish you'd just fuck them already. They're obviously begging for it. It would get them off your back and you'd have a good time too.'

`Things aren't like that. They're think we're interested and will chase us even more.'

`Honestly Shuichi, you are 22 and you've only done it with 2 different girls, and the amount of time with each I can on one hand.'

`You were the one who complained for me to dump them.'

`Yeah, but I'd though you'd at least look for someone to fuck after you got rid of them.'

Kurama ignored Youko. He ducked into an alley he spotted and leaned back against the wall. He watched as the girls ran past the entrance screaming his name. When he deemed it safe to come out he did so…and crashed into someone (cookies for correct guesses ).

“Oh!”

“Gomen nasai.”

They both looked up, and stared…and stared. Kagome was the first to blush and look away.

“N…no. It was my fault for not looking where I was going….”

Kurama just continued to gaze at her. Something about her was awfully familiar, but for the life of him he couldn't begin to place it. Noticing his lack of response she looked at him again then studied him a little. Suddenly with gasp and a heavy look of distrust she started to turn away.

“Well, I should get going.”

“Wait! Let me buy you some coffee. It's the least I could do.”

He had lightly grabbed hold of her arm to prevent her moving away. With a grimace she politely pried off the offending hand.

“No I'm afraid I've got a lot to do. Maybe some other time.”

With that she walked away. Kurama kept watching her as she walked down the street. A frown appeared on his face. Now what reason would she have for that look of disgust on her face, and turning down his offer? He wasn't conceited or anything, but he knew girls would usually bite off their arm for a date with him. Her hair flowed out behind her and her dress swayed around her thighs. Her very aura radiated purity and innocence, yet it was slightly tainted with darkness. Not so much as to be straight away noticeable though. The only time he had ever came across anyone this pure was as Youko 500 years ago…by the well…His eyes snapped opened staring into space. Since when did they close? No. It couldn't be. Surely not her. No human could have survived that long.

Then he thought of the last time he saw her, going down the well. The flash of blue. Yes, that well could have been a time portal. It would explain it. Thinking back he could also remember thinking her outfit was strange for that era, now he knew it was a fuku. Yes she was from this era but somehow managed to travel back to that time period. He had watched her for a while back then. At first he wanted to take her jewel shards, but since he couldn't locate them on his own he decided to let her find them first and then take them from her. The mutt wouldn't have been a problem. For all his posturing he wasn't as strong as Youko himself. Over time he had become fascinated by her. He didn't know when or how, but one day he woke up and made his mind to ask her to be his mate. He didn't fool himself into thinking it was love. Youkai don't love, they mate to make powerful off springs. She was powerful. That was all.

That day he had come back and was going to approach her as soon as she came back from wherever she always disappear off to for days at a time. When he arrived he saw the bloody field, and Inuyasha. To be honest he hadn't really cared about them, but he knew it would make her upset, so he was a bit irritated with the hanyou. Then before he knew everything blurred by as he watch his intended mate and the hanyou. The next thing he knew was she was pulling herself down the well. Idiot, she was going to kill herself dropping into that well. He was about to beat off the hanyou and retrieve her when her form was engulfed in blue, then her aura disappeared from the area. For days he had waited thinking she might come back. The hanyou had long since left. Once he tried to jump down the well, but nothing happened. After a while he just gave up.

He had almost forgotten about her by now. Kurama noticed that she was no longer in his line of sight, and followed the path she took, sniffing as he went to get her trail. Ah, now I see why she had that look. After what happened, she distrusts and hates youkai. He grimaced slightly.

`Well I'll just have to prove to her otherwise. After all I still want her as a mate'.He grinned. This was perfect. She already knew about youkai and such, so he wouldn't have to hide his true self from her. She was also attractive.

`She's more than that, she's downright fuckable' Youko felt the need to put in. Yes, he'll get her to trust him. Someway or other she will be his.

x A New Perspective x

Kagome quickly walked down the street, glancing back over her shoulder occasionally to see if he was following. Call her paranoid, but after years in the feudal era running from Youkai, she wasn't quite ready to give up her paranoia just yet. She had known back then. She shouldn't have left her friends after completing the jewel, her soul was screaming at her to stay, but she left anyway. So now she'll do what her instincts told her to do. Right now they were telling her she was being followed. She couldn't detect if it was youki or what. The wearer obviously had some sort of concealing spell. So she kept walking.

Her mind wandered back to Inuyasha. To think she wasted 5 years of her life on him. She had loved him back then. So very deeply. Contrary to what everyone else believed, it wasn't just lust, or infatuation. She knew it was love. That had made it hurt all the more when he turned his back on them. She loved the way his silver hair flowed when he ran, his strong muscles rippling as she rode his back, the way his doggy ears twitched when he was agitated, the way he said…

“Bitch!” Her eyes widened. That had seemed so real. Then the spell was dropped. She felt the youki now, and boy was it powerful. It was overwhelming her senses, so she couldn't tell if she knew the attacker or not. Was it him? Did he come back for her after all this time? His power would have improved considerably over 500 years. She closed her eyes and prepared to launch some of her miko power at him, but was abruptly pulled into an alleyway. It was quite wide. She felt herself being dragged further and further back into the darkness. She attempted to kick her way out of his grasp but only managed to make him hold her tighter.

“You'll stop that if you know what's good for you. Now hand over the jewel, wench.”

x A New Perspective x

`That way.' Kurama nodded and headed into and deserted alleyway. It had been faint at first but now he picked up the scent and aura of a vaguely familiar Youkai. He wondered if he knew it or if it was Youko's memory.

He stopped as he heard talking. It seems they haven't noticed him yet. He listened. He heard some sounds of struggling before voices spoke again.

“You'll stop that if you know what's good for you. Now hand over the jewel, wench.”

“Never! You'll have to take off my dead body!”

“Very well.”

Kurama could practically hear the smirk in the assailant's voice. A scream suddenly pierced his thoughts, and he remembered Kagome was in danger. He had to help her. He looked up. There he was, the Youkai who dared to attack his intended. He was clearly powerful, if his aura was any indicator. Kurama's eyes hardened as he saw the Youkai gripping Kagome around her neck, his claws dangerously close to scoring her skin.

“Unhand her.” Even Kurama nearly shuddered at how cold his voice was. The Youkai was startled for a second, not noticing him before, but then that smirk returned to his face with a vengeance.

“What if I refuse?”

“Then you should say your prayers. I will be your executioner. Rose Whip!”

Kagome's eyes widened as she watched the interlude. The man with red hair had somehow managed to produce a rose from his locks and turned it into some kind of whip. Why would he even help her? She thought she had told him no. He must be persistent. She guess she owed him his life, for she would be dead by now if it wasn't for him. Scowl. He is probably just going to hurt me later, everyone does. Who the heck was that Youkai that caught her anyway? It wasn't Inuyasha; she took note of his long, straight black hair, and dark eyes. He was pretty tall too, and seemed to be wearing all black. She couldn't help but think that black was pretty popular with Youkai.

She jerked out of her thoughts as the red haired man brought his whip around the stranger.

(Insert Fight Scene. I have no imagination in this department. However, Karasu tells Kurama about the Shikon and Kagome has to purify him in the end.)

“Karasu…I thought he was dead…” She heard him muttering under his breath as he stared at the corpse, now identified as Karasu. She saw him visibly shook off his thoughts and turn to stare at her. She stared back.

“Now you know what I am.” She wondered what he was going to do now he knew what that Karasu character was after.

“I've always known, little lover.” She thought she saw a hint of gold flash in his eyes when the last part was spoken, but didn't care. He had no right to call her that, even in joke. Her eyes flashed in anger until she calmed down. She was raised to be a proper lady and damn it she will act polite since he has saved her. She gritted her teeth and answered.

“Thank you for helping me, but I though I told you not to follow me. What are you going to do to me now?”

“It was nothing, and I believe your exact words were `I've got a lot to do'. As for what I'm going to do with you…” He paused and ponders for a minute, but she could tell he already knew what he was planning. “I believe that depends on you.”

She narrowed her eyes in suspicion. What the heck was that supposed to mean? She voiced her question.

“Well, it means you either have coffee and dinner with me willingly, or I tie you up and take you with me myself.” He seems mighty pleased with his decision. Kagome growled in annoyance. If it means it would rid her of this arrogant…but extremely hot Youkai then so be it. One date couldn't hurt, right?

x A New Perspective x

That one date quickly turned to two…then three…soon she found herself opening up to him more and more. That first date she had been a little tense and silent, but he remained polite and kind, not to mention he was much more articulate than most of the males she knew. However, at the end of the date she was still uncertain about seeing him again, but he just kept pushing her for more dates. That was over 4 months ago.

x A New Perspective x

“Kagome!” She turned at the sound of her name and instantly smiled. Kurama was making his way up the shrine steps. His long crimson locks flowed behind him and his emerald eyes twinkled at her. She waved to him and stopped what she was doing to admire him as he walked up the last few steps towards her.

When she had smiled at him he had felt as if weights had been lifted off his shoulders. Finally she was starting to warm up to him. Sure she had smiled at him before, but not unguarded ones like just now. Not ones that showed such happiness, such joy. He gazed at her as she stood waiting for him to reach her. She had been sweeping the grounds when he had called her. Now she was leaning against the broom, her unbound hair flowing around her in the breeze, and her blue eyes flashed from the light of the sun.

`Gorgeous'

`Yeah…'

Kurama was surprised at the way Youko sounded. So off balance and in awe. He figured the kitsune would have chosen that moment to make a perverted comment but no, he was behaving for once.

`Hey! I am not that bad…'

Kurama ignored him. Instead he chose to look back at the woman he loved. Yes, he finally admitted to himself he loved her, but did she feel the same? He knew Youko did too, but the proud kitsune refused to admit it, at least before she did so first. He sighed. He wondered how far their relationship had progressed since that first date. Maybe, she finally had gotten over her hatred of Youkai.

Kagome could feel her heart thundering in her chest. He finally reached her and stopped. She tilted her face up, eyes squinting against the sun coming from behind him. The rays of light outlined his face like a silhouette and he looked like an angel descended to earth. He smiled at her, and right then, she felt like she could drown in those laughing green eyes. Was this what it feels like to love someone? No, she knew she did not love him, it was too strong a word. She did not know what she felt for him, but she knew it could turn into love. The question is, is she willing to love again? Is she willing to risk getting hurt again?

“Are you ready?”

His voice startled her out of her musings. She remembered the outing they had planned and looked down at her attire. Smiling sheepishly up at him she replied.

“Um, I was working all day and totally forgot the time. Can you give me a moment to go change?”

“Of course.” He smiled at her indulgently. “I'll wait right here.”

She went inside to get changed, and reemerged 10 minutes later. She found him kneeling down by a patch of flowers and tapped him on the shoulder. He jumped and looked back at her. Her face showed merriment and he grinned before tackling her to the floor and proceeded to tickle her. She giggled and squirmed and begged him to stop. Reluctantly he got off her and let her dust herself off.

“Shall we go?” He offered his arm to her.

“Certainly, sir.” She giggled and linked her arm through his, and together they walked away from the shrine, into the sunset.

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Sorry for the bad ending. I was gonna have more to this story but it would have made the chapter too long, so instead I decided to do this ficlet as a two-shot. I'm gonna go start on the next part now