InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A New Beginning ❯ Chapter 4

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

“Hey!” Hojo squeaked out as the man shoved him up against the wall.

Inuyasha stared down at Hojo from beneath the rim of the cap he wore. The boy literally gave a high pitch squeal. “Back off, she's too good for you.”

“Whoa, hey, what?”

“You heard me.” Inuyasha said. The older Kagome got, the more men Inuyasha had to beat within an inch of their life. One stupid imbecile had had the misfortune to ask Kagome out on a date again after she'd already said no. Later that day he'd ended up with a black eye and a curt Inuyasha that had said, “No means no.”

The other guys, well, they took her out and once he found out about it, he had a little talk with them and that was that. He remember Hojo from 'back in the day'. He'd always found the stuttering idiot a little amusing. All his gifts were useless to Kagome, but she was just too damn nice to say otherwise. The boy was persistent, too. The only reason Inuyasha hadn't warned him off before was because he found the boy kind of funny.

But that was getting old and Kagome really shouldn't have said yes to another date.

Sure, Inuyasha was sure he was going a little overboard but dammit, that was his woman. He snorted; Kagome would have 'sat' him for that one.  

“We can talk this out, man. I don't...” Hojo started.

Ye Gods, the boy was a fool! “Kagome is too good for you. She's not yours.” Inuyasha snarled in the boys face, aiming to frighten and he got the reaction he wanted. “Back the fuck off or I'll rip you one off.” He curled his upper lip, exposing his dangerous canines and Hojo paled. Good.

Inuyasha released Hojo's shirt and then turned. He was two steps away when he paused and glanced over his shoulder, a sly grin on his face. “And if you say one word, we'll have a repeat and trust me when I say the end is going to be a lot different than this.”

Three more years. Three more fucking years of this and then he'd have Kagome back.

He was just in a bad mood lately and he'd admit, Hojo had given him a reason to let loose some pent up energy. Three more years, he reminded himself. Nineteen, Twenty, Twenty-one...

His shoulders slumped and his lips thinned as he started off along the sidewalk. He was going Home.

Sesshomaru was waiting for him outside of the Shrine as he always did. Inuyasha would have baited him about getting caught one of these days, you know trespassing, but he knew if Sesshomaru didn't want to get caught, he wouldn't.

He didn't bother saying anything, just gave Sesshomaru a silent salute and once in the Well House, jumped into the Well. Sesshomaru followed and a bright light engulfed them.

Even if the Feudal Era was at odds with the world itself now, it embraced him more than the Modern day world.

“What the fuck is that smell?” Inuyasha turned his head away, bringing his arm up to block the putrid smell. There was gunk in the bottom of the well and it stuck to the bottom of his loafers. It took him a moment to realize he could feel something pressing up against his legs. Bones. Rotting flesh. Who the hell still threw this shit into the Well.

He didn't wait for Sesshomaru, Inuyasha leaped out. He was greeted with a familiar sight. Tarnished grass that should have been a vibrant green with flowers. The trees were half bent, some twisted, not even a hint of life in them. He remembered at one time when everything had been lush with life.

He realized he was losing his memories of the good life they'd once had here. Someday...someday they would again.

His nose twitched and he looked up. He could see what remained of a purple mist above the trees, threatening to linger. He tensed when he heard footsteps and turned. Miroku and Sango approached him, looking the worse for wear. Sango cradled Shippo in her arms, the look on her face grim. “Inuyasha, he found it, but we put up a blocking barrier...but he'll find it again...”

“Inuyasha.” Sesshomaru called his name and he turned.

The Well stood beyond him, one side of it charred, the other carried a deep lash while the rimmed edges were burned. That was why he smelled smoke. His expression hardened and Sesshomaru jumped back into the Well. Inuyasha followed.

Time was up.

Kagome tossed another pebble as she sat on the Shrine steps, the Well House a few steps behind her. Buyo chased the pebble until she threw another one, watching as he took after that one. Men. She'd never understand them. Here she was, eighteen years old and she'd never really had a serious relationship.

She'd admit, her and Hojo wouldn't have worked. He'd been trying since Middle School. He was just too nice. Too caring. Way too caring. But she was on her way to College, so it wasn't like she was going to have much time for a boyfriend.

She had her whole life ahead of her.

Still kind of pissed her off, though. A lot of guys in her past just up and left. Hojo had called off their date at the last minute. Now that was kind of a jerk move, even if he was being a kind hearted jerk about it.

Buyo left the forgotten pebble and strolled up, rubbing against the outside of her legs. “Yea, I know.” Kagome coed out, stroking his soft fur. Buyo meowed and rubbed himself against her side and then moved to the place behind her, staring up at the Well House door. He sat back and then gave another loud meow.

Something crashed on the inside and she jerked to her feet and spun around as the door was yanked open from the inside.

Inuyasha stood there, the look on his face grim. The lid that had been sealed over the Well was split in two.

“Hey, how did you—!” HIM.

“Time's up.” Inuyasha said before he reached out and tossed her over his shoulder.

He jumped down the Well.