InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Damaged Soul ❯ Chapter 2

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A Damaged Soul

 

Chapter 2

 

 

“Seshoumaru took her with him.”

 

“HE WHAT!?” roared the enraged hanyou.

 

This time Sango spoke up, anger lacing her tone, “What are you so angry about? Ever since Kikyou died, all you've been telling her is that she's not worth shit. You blame her for that clay doll's death when we all know that Kikyou was working with Naraku. You selfish bastard! All Kagome did was defend herself and she even got all those injuries, but has she complained once? NO!” Her voice rose in anger and fury radiated from her body as she screamed at him, “You've been driving her like a pack mule. I'm surprised that she hasn't died yet, with all the pain she's suffering. I saw her wounds, Inuyasha and they hurt her! She can't sleep at night because they're still raw and they hurt her! But do you care? NO! Have you heard her at night? Do you know she slips off when she thinks we're all asleep!? She cries at night! ALL BECAUSE OF YOU! So don't pretend to give a damn about her now! Thank the kamis she's with Seshoumaru now. At least he'll protect her! I can't say the same about you though!”

 

Miroku, who was also flushed with anger, put his arms around her and from behind and whispered, “Cease love.”

 

Sango still shook with rage but her breathing had calmed down somewhat as she said quietly, “What has Kagome ever done to you, except love you? She accepts you for what you are. Kikyou never did. She has given up her life to search for the shards and has not once complained and this is how you repay her? I wouldn't be surprised if she goes back home and never returns again.”

 

Inuyasha whose eyes were hidden by his bangs, let out a strangled gasp and turning around jumped into the trees and raced off into the forest, to be alone with his thoughts. His heart twisted with anguish. Over what, he couldn't tell. Was it because Kikyou was gone and everyone said she was working with Naraku? Or was it because he had hurt Kagome again and this time not only mentally? He had lost control of himself when he had seen Kikyou dying and the dagger in Kagome's hand. He had been horrified at himself afterwards but whenever he had thought about saying anything to Kagome, Kikyou's face immediately swam in his mind and his heart grew cold and bitter and he tortured Kagome some more, wanting her in pain, enjoying her pain.

 

Am I really that much of a monster? He thought bitterly, as the wind whipped his hair back, Did I really enjoy causing Kagome pain? She didn't leave me. She still didn't leave me.

 

He chanted that like a mantra in his head till he reached the springs.

 

Standing in front of the water, he gazed at his reflection.

 

I stood there and watched her get killed.

 

I stood there and watched her get. . .

 

I stood there and watched her. . .

 

I stood there and watched. . .

 

I stood there and. . .

 

I stood there. . .

 

I stood. . .

 

I. . .

 

He fell to his knees, gripping his head in his hands almost wildly as everything hit him. What he had done to Kagome, how he had made her suffer. He had watched her accept death even when it was still a few feet away. He remembered seeing her smile when the claws came into contact with her fragile skin. She didn't whimper like she had done when he had turned on her. Had he really driven her to this? Had he really broken the girl that loved life because she was life itself? He howled out his grief and anguish to the skies as his eyes shifted from amber to red and from red to amber, his beast begging to come out.

 

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Far away, Seshoumaru lifted his head as he heard his brothers howl of anguish and a slight unease crept into his mind. Almost surprise, he cast it away, and looked at the unconscious miko, lying a few feet from him, the dancing shadows of the fire, giving her covered body an ethereal effect. The little kit trembled in his sleep and cuddled closer into his surrogate mother.

 

He extended his aura to check for any lingering youkai, and finally satisfied that he had dispersed of them all, settled in silence to study this odd human.

 

Was she really that tired of life that she wanted to die? Was this that same girl he had seen only a month ago, smiling?

 

Her shoulders and back were covered in claw marks, not of the bear youkai's but of something else. They were only a week old, and had not healed. Her face showed signs of fatigue and her eyes held dark circles under them, but what worried Seshoumaru was, and nothing worried Seshoumaru, that her aura was starting to show a little darkness.

 

She moaned in her sleep and he raised his eyes to her face. Her face was twisted as if in pain, and her aura was pulsing with pain and darkness. It was like heartbeat, aloud heartbeat.

 

Seshoumaru stared at her before deciding to wake her up. But before he could move, her eyes shot open of their own accord and she sat up straight, gasping out. Her sheet slipped down leaving her upper body bare, except for the bandages.

 

Kagome's eyes stared into his for like a second before she realized her predicament, and she gave a loud cry, grabbing the sheet. That movement stretched her wounds and this time, a shrill cry of pain escaped her lips, as she lay back, trying to ease it.

 

“L-Lord Seshoumaru?”

 

“Yes, miko.”

 

Kagome bit back a gasp of pain, before murmuring, “What are you doing?”

 

He stared at her wondering whether the pain had addled her mind. Finally, he breathed out, “This Seshoumaru is sitting, as you can well see.”

 

She blushed, clutching the sheet closer to her, “No what I meant is, what are you doing here. With me.”

 

He looked at her, and didn't answer for a few minutes, “This Seshoumaru revived you using the Tensaiga.”

 

Her face went blank, “So I died back at the hot springs?”

 

Very simply, he said, “Yes.”

 

She turned her head away from him, “You should have let me die. Why did you bring me back?”

 

Seshoumaru was amazed at the fact that she was still talking despite the fact that her wounds were still too painful for a human.

 

“I do not answer to you miko. My reasons are my own”

 

She remained silent. He did not bother to breach it till he scented something form her, “You will tell this Seshoumaru why your scent is changing?”

 

Her tone was bitterly mocking as she replied, “I do not answer to you, my lord.”

 

He snarled at her rudeness, but did not do anything else. They remained in silence till she slipped out of consciousness, leaving the taiyoukai to guard her, as unwilling as he was.

 

He stared at her unmoving form, wondering whether in her current state the miko was the best candidate for teaching Rin. But since he wasn't going to let any other human near him or his ward, she was the only candidate. He silently contemplated his problem, as the night grew darker and his brother's inhuman howls became more and more anguished.

 

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It was dawn when Inuyasha returned to camp. His slumped form and his bloodshot eyes prevented Sango from verbally attacking him. Instead she chose to send him quiet glares over cooking breakfast. However he was too lost in his own thoughts to even be aware of the demon slayer.

 

If I go to her now, would she come with me? Probably not. He thought bitterly. Not with all that I've done to her. Maybe if I apologize she'll forgive me. Then he snorted to himself. Not even she would forgive me. Maybe if I begged.

 

His beast whined inside him, twisting in agony. Inuyasha took a deep breath trying to calm it down. He didn't know why his youkai was so upset. It wanted to be let out. But not to kill.

 

However it raged within him, refusing to be soothed. He was trying his best to ignore it when Miroku questioned, “Should we continue on to the South, Inuyasha? That is where the shard was detected.”

 

Inuyasha nodded and stood up, ignoring his bowl of untouched food. He got up and was about to speak when something caught his eye. He crouched down and picked up the rough cotton handkerchief. It smelled of Kagome's scent, and his throat clogged as bitter memories rushed into his head. His heart turned over in his chest and twisted painfully as he realized that this was the only thing of Kagome's that he had left. He hid the cloth in his haroi, directly on top of where his heart was. Her scent soothed her, till something else caught his attention.

 

“Where is Shippou?”

 

Sango avoided his gaze as she picked up the bowls, “Seshoumaru took him with him.”

 

His pain threatened to surface again as his beast groaned inside him, `He took our mate and pup.”

 

That suppressed thought immediately startled Inuyasha, Mate? Pup? Since when have I considered them as such?

 

His beast answered still writhing in pain, `She has always been our mate and the kit has always been our pup. You just refused to accept them. Let me out. Your human nature has hurt our mate. We need to soothe them. They need us.”

 

Inuyasha let out a low growl, unknowingly startling his companions. She needs me to stay away from her. And you are just a bloodthirsty beast when you come out.

 

`And she still loved us when we took on that form. She was the only on who managed to calm us down. We will not kill this time. We just want to retrieve our mate.'

 

Inuyasha growled again and suppressed his beast. His eyes half red, he snapped at Sango and Miroku, “Well, what the hell are you waiting for? Let's get moving!”

 

A little wary they followed him out, each one of them lost in his own thoughts.

 

A.N: Please tell me what you thought about this chapter and if you guys don't mind, I'm kinda in a dilemma. Seshoumaru or Inuyasha? You guys tell me. Who should Kagome choose? Reviews. I work well when I'm threatened by my readers so go figure.