InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Adding Spice ❯ Chapter Five ( Chapter 5 )

 

 

 

Adding Spice- Chapter Five

 

It wasn't surprising that they had left. He had watched them give up hope on her, giving up hope that she'd live. He wanted to tell them to wait, that a cure would come. He couldn't bring himself to say it. To say that hope would come was to promise something. He tried to not make promises that he couldn't keep.

 

She had stopped screaming hours ago, the sounds dulling to a low whimper. He went back in the house and sat with her then. He wasn't sure what was worse- hearing her cry out, or to see her barely able to make any sound at all.

 

Shippou had cried himself to sleep, so Inuyasha had put him in his own bed. If she didn't make it through the night, the kid would be incredibly grieved, knowing he wasn't with his mother in her final moments. Inuyasha hoped that it wouldn't come to that. Inuyasha hoped that his brother would come in time. He hoped he could help her, but he knew that he couldn't. His constant fear was that he couldn't protect her. Perhaps facing your fears isn't all that great after all.

 

She coughed, he cringed. He was doing his best at keeping her awake, knowing that he would lose her if she fell asleep. He was struggling with himself on this concept. He knew that she'd be in less pain if he just let her go, but he was too selfish for that. He needed her, and he'd be damned if he gave in and gave up.

 

Her sister had yet to come home, and he was now worried a little more. His wife was fading, what if he lost Kagome in the same night? He briefly thought that maybe Kagome could cure Kikyou. His white hair slid over his shoulders as he shook his head. There wouldn't have been much she could do.

 

What he loved, was that the two sisters were so similar, but so different. They were almost identical in looks, but their personalities were completely opposite. Kikyou was reserved, soft spoken. Kagome was vibrant and loud. Under different circumstances, he could have fallen in love with Kagome. If he had fallen in love with Kagome, would Kikyou be suffering so much now? It didn't matter. He was in love with Kikyou, and he just loved Kagome. There was a difference between loving someone and being in love with them. That was how it was with the sisters, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

 

If someone were to see him now, they wouldn't see the loud, arrogant, and often rude hanyou that he normally was. No, they would find a hanyou lost in hopelessness and despair. They would see ears that were lowered to his head, almost completely invisible by blending in with his hair. They would see usually bright gold eyes filling with tears he couldn't shed. They would see a broken hanyou.

 

He tried to clear his head, he was grieving and she wasn't even dead yet. Yet?

 

He barely heard her voice when she spoke.

 

“It hurts.” She told him, silently begging him to take the pain away.

 

“I know.” Why couldn't I have shielded you from Kagura's attack?

 

“Will it be over soon?” she asked, her voice just under a whisper.

 

“Yes, soon.” I'll lie to you this one time.

 

“I'm so tired…” He could see it. Her battle was reaching its end. Her eyes were only half open, her breathing was labored, and her skin was going pale. She was going to die if something wasn't done.

 

“Please stay awake, Sesshoumaru will be here soon. He'll have a cure. Don't fall asleep, please don't fall asleep.” I'm not ready to lose you, damn it.

 

She nodded, still struggling to keep her eyes open. He was torn. He could end her pain, her existence, her warmth, her life. He could keep her awake, keep her agony, to keep her alive, to keep her. Would he be able to choose if the time called for it?

 

It seemed so long, since Sesshoumaru told him to wait for his arrival. He was late. He was needed, his solution was needed. He said that he would be back in one hour, it was going on three.

 

The door behind him opened. He looked up. His hopeful eyes met with shattered ones.

 

“You're late.” Inuyasha said, turning away from those eyes. “You should have checked in if you were going to be out past midnight. Didn't your mother teach you anything?”

 

Kagome, seemingly out of breath, sat down next to him, “We ran into a bit of trouble is all, Kouga is dealing with it.”

 

He regarded her carefully. She had a few leaves in her messy hair, and was still breathing heavily from running. He wondered if it was a dangerous battle briefly, before he remembered that if Kouga had dispatched the enemy, it should have been an easy kill. Still he was curious.

 

“What sort of trouble?”

 

“A puppet again, it took a bit of trouble to knock down, but we managed to get it.” She sighed, “Then there was this guy who just came up to us. He was smug and full of himself, and we all know how Kouga hates people like that. So Kouga punched him, and we made a run for it. I do hope he's okay.”

 

“Mangy wolf doesn't know when to stay out of things. Don't be surprised if he ends up missing for a week, nursing his wounds. If we're lucky, the punk you ran into will kill him.” Inuyasha grinned.

 

“Inuyasha!” Kagome scolded, “It isn't right to say things like that.”

 

Their squabble was interrupted by Kagome looking towards the bed. Seeing Kikyou's pale form, she gasped loudly, “What happened to her?!”

 

“I'm not sure. Kagura's up to her dirty tricks, made Kikyou inhale some purple powder.” Inuyasha growled.

 

“Are you sure it was purple?”

 

“Are you calling me blind?” he snapped.

 

Kagome put her hands up in a horrible attempt to placate the fuming hanyou in front of her. “No, of course not, not at all! I was just thinking…”

 

They sat there in silence for a few minutes before Kagome spoke again.

 

“Wait,” Kagome said, “Isn't Naraku's miasma purple? Is it possible that it was powdered miasma? If that's right, we could purify it out of her.”

 

“They've tried, and you are not going to try too.” He said. The previous attempts at purification had failed miserably, making things worse, not better. Another purification ceremony would probably kill his wife.

 

“They've only purified demons. Naraku's miasma is different, and I know what to do there…”

 

The door opened again. “You are not going to be doing anything.” Sesshoumaru told her coldly. He stepped in with a green vile in his hand, it was glowing slightly.

 

He walked to Kikyou, lifted her head and poured the vile into her mouth. She gagged, trying to force it out.

 

“It's disgusting.” She said.

 

“It'll help.” Sesshoumaru replied, “Most helpful substances are indeed putrid.”

 

With extreme gentleness that a man of his position should not possess, he set Kikyou back down onto the bed.

 

“Let her sleep.” He told the two, returning to his stoicism “Come, we have much to discuss.”

 

He was out the door, not looking back to see if they were following. He already knew that they would. He almost regretted giving her the medicine without telling anybody the consequences. He knew that Inuyasha would be furious, Kagome would be confused, and Kikyou would be forever changed.

 

It was true that she would fully recover physically within a few hours, but mentally, the consequences could be dire. Sessoumaru normally would not take a risk such as this, but the situation had called for it. Luck allowing, nothing would happen, Sesshoumaru was in the clear. It was just a pity that Inuyasha had never been lucky in his life.

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Yuusuke plopped down on his couch with a bruise on his left eye and a hammering headache. He hadn't meant to cause any trouble… no trouble at all… not really. He snickered at the thought. Of course he meant trouble! He just didn't want it to leave with proof of that.

 

Now Keiko would see it, then she would fuss over him. Then she'd get him some ice for the other black eye she gave him for walking out on a dinner date with her parents. He could hear it already, “Yuusuke, you jerk! We'll never get married at this rate!”

 

He could probably hear it so well because at that moment Keiko was screaming it into his ear. The very sensitive ear that led straight to his throbbing head. He drowned out the rest of her lecture; he already knew what she was going to say. “You left me there to go fight, didn't you? The least you could have done was told me where you were going so I didn't have to worry about you… my parents were outraged! Never been so insulted… blah… blah… Are you listening to me?!”

 

He turned to her, “Yeah, I here ya.”

 

Expected reaction, “What happened to your eye?!”

 

He winced at the shrillness of her voice, “I got into a fight with a wolf. He sucker punched me and I blasted him, end of story.”

 

Keiko walked into the kitchen and came out a few minutes later with a bag of ice. She sighed and placed the bag on his eye. He watched with one eye as she tended him. He realized how great of a girl she was to put up with him for all these years. Like he always did, he felt bad for treating her so horribly. But he couldn't help it! If Koenma would just give him a break, maybe he could spend some time with this marvelous girl.

 

“I really wish you would stop coming home hurt like this, Yuusuke.” Keiko sighed.

 

He laughed, “This is nothing compared to what happened to the other guy.”

 

“Yuusuke!”

 

He smirked. That wolf would be going home with a very charred tail between his legs. The fight had been uneventful. He had confronted the group, the wolf confronted him, the wolf was blasted with a heavy douse of his spirit gun. The rest of the group managed to get away, but not before he got a good look at them.

 

A happy family they seemed to be. A man with dark hair in a short ponytail, with purple eyes. Was that his natural eye color, or contacts? Then there was a very attractive young woman with blue eyes and long black hair. A boy that couldn't be older than twelve. Then there was a wolf that managed to catch him off guard. Stupid wolf.

 

That group had an amazing energy output, but he couldn't figure out type of energy that the man and girl had. The boy didn't have much energy at all, just a lot of strength. That wolf wasn't all that strong in his jyaki either. This brought him to his current thought.

 

Why were there Youkai in Ningenkai, other than Kurama and Hiei, and Koenma not tell them about it? Everything about this situation seemed off. The Youkai, the lack of information, and Koenma's recent attitude problem.

 

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Hiei smirked, did the Taiyoukai have no idea what was in that vial? Sure it would help the woman alright- Good thing too, damn human won't shut up- but it would cause many more problems than solve. It would have been better if the woman would have died like she was supposed to. But no, the Dog Prince had to bring in Sakashima potion.

 

Again, he asked whether or not the Taiyoukai knew what he was doing. That potion would put the physical sickness into her mind. The worse the physical sickness, the worse the mental would be. It was foolish to do something like that. Then again, dogs never were the smartest of creatures.

 

He wondered if he should bring this to the attention to Koenma. There were unauthorized Youkai in the land of humans. This could cause a serious uproar in Spirit World.

 

It was so tempting to hand them over.

 

If he had a conscience, he would have kept his mouth shut about the ordeal. If he was kind, he wouldn't alert Kurama of his findings.

 

Unfortunately for this group, he didn't have a conscience. And he sure as hell wasn't kind either.

 

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Sango walked down the street alone, still in her taijiya outfit, not really going anywhere in particular. She needed the cold air to clear her head. She had left shortly after Kagome returned. She wasn't needed there. They were grieving. It was sure what the outcome would be. She had no place being there.

 

Part of her wanted so badly to be with Kikyou, but the miko's family needed this time. With luck, and hope, Kikyou would be alright. She would live through this. Surely Kikyou could pull this off, she was so strong. It seemed wrong that this was happening.

 

No.

 

It was wrong. Kikyou, who had slain hundreds, was perishing. The Kikyou that held such compassion and kindness, would cease to exist. She would be a memory, and that's all she would be. It was completely wrong.

 

She was using this time to reflect on everything that had happened….

 

Until she bumped into someone; she barely had enough time to save herself from making a complete fool of herself. She looked up at the wall of a person she had collided with.

 

“Kurama?”

 

“Good evening Sango.”

 

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Woh, please forgive me for taking so long to write this! It was difficult to try to work it all together, and the groups haven't met! Well they sort of have, but not really. Don't worry the meeting will be coming soon. Along with hopefully another chapter : ) As always thanks for reading!

 

 

 

 

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