InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Addiction ❯ Confrontation ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: I'm glad you all enjoyed the first chapter. Oh, and I just have to point this out. I'm aware that heroin wasn't invented in InuYasha's era. However, my first chapter clearly indicates that he gets the drugs from Kagome's era, not his. Anyway, on with the story.

 

Disclaimer: Nope. I still don't own anything.

 

Chapter 2: Confrontation

 

Why?

 

This is a question that often crosses our minds, creating an unresolved atmosphere that seems to surround us. Kagome sighed as she was delimited by that very question. Why had InuYasha decided to try heroin? She shook her head. It just didn't make any sense. He had more pride than anyone she knew, and yet he had been persuaded to take a drug. `InuYasha never admits he's in pain,' she thought, knowing that any drug dealer would have told him it was for relief. Surely InuYasha would never tell someone that he needed it.

 

She glanced up at him, fighting back a cry of distress as her eyes landed on his quaking body. Was he really that addicted? After all, they were on their way back to Kaede's village for the second time that week. `I can't watch him destroy himself like this. There has to be something I can do.'

 

“Damn it!” InuYasha screamed out suddenly, his voice hitched. “We need to get there faster!” He gritted his teeth and clenched his quivering fists, picking up speed.

 

“Sheesh! What's the rush?” Shippo asked, perching himself on Miroku's shoulder as he stared at the back of the hanyou's head curiously. “It's not like we have nothing. Kagome said we had plenty of everything we need.”

InuYasha let a deep growl escape his lips. “Well, Kagome needs to mind her own damn business for once!” His hands began to tremble intensely, causing him to pause for a moment. “Fuck,” he muttered through his clenched jaw, taking a strenuous step forward. “I need…” His breathing became ragged as he tried to utter these words. Every inch of his body began to move in light convulsions as he knelt down to the ground, his claws grinding into the dirt.

Kagome rushed past Miroku to InuYasha's side. She placed her hands on his shoulders; she could feel his body pulsing beneath her sensitive fingertips. “InuYasha?” Her eyes softened as she massaged his arms gently. “Are you alright?”

InuYasha lifted his head, his cloudy eyes meeting hers. His face was dripping in a cold sweat, and his eyelids were hardly lifting. “Get…away from…me,” he breathed in between harsh gasps. He pushed her arms away, standing up and moving toward the forest next to them. “I have…to…” He continued to force himself forward, his mind reveling. `I don't have much left, but…I need it now.'

Kagome stopped him. “Maybe you should stay here and rest,” she suggested quickly. “You look exhausted.”

He ignored her, pursuing his steps toward the woods. He could feel his blood rushing throughout his body; it was throbbing in its own rhythmic pulsation. Everything in him knew that he needed this, but he didn't want to use it up, not yet. Savoring it was the most important thing at this point.

“InuYasha!” Kagome was standing in front of him now, placing her hands on her hips. Her voice began to quiver as she attempted to regain her composure. “I can't let you leave,” she said, her tone firm, despite her current uneasiness. “I can't let you do this to yourself.”

He shot her an icy glare. “Get the hell out of my way,” he hissed, moving dangerously close to her. “And don't you dare try and stop me from leaving! I need to go!” He shoved her to the side, and moved within the evergreen of the trees.

Kagome watched in horror as InuYasha trudged off. She wanted to do something to stop him. Even still, she just sat there, her body overcome with a strange paralysis. She felt tears begin to brim her eyes. `I don't understand. How did all of this happen?' she wondered, her thoughts again landing on the day of InuYasha's disappearance, the day everything changed. Kagome stood up, wiping away her tears. She couldn't just sit here and do nothing. Her gaze lowered. `I can't…especially not when I know what this kind of thing can do to a person.'

“Kagome, what's going on?” Sango asked quietly from behind, approaching her friend in the gentlest of manners. She glanced warningly at Miroku as he began to walk towards them; she knew that Kagome didn't need everyone impending on her at once, especially because of the way InuYasha was acting. Sango turned her attention back to the girl next to her. “InuYasha…he's…what's wrong with him?”

“Nothing,” Kagome said, her heart seemingly pounding against her own lie. “Listen, I have to follow him. I just need…to talk to him about something.”

Sango nodded as she watched Kagome brush through the thick branches of the trees that led into the forest. Something was definitely wrong here.

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InuYasha's eyes glazed over with an intense lust, his gaze locked on the needle as he brought it toward his arm. He eyeballed the scar; it was just below his elbow, and was the host of his satisfaction. One word never ceased to ring in his ears when the needle touched the skin that had been hidden for so long under his now rolled up sleeve; finally. Yes, he needed this, the feeling of letting go. After all, that was how everything started, right? He let his eyes drift shut as his mind was overtaken with the memories of the day he had finally found a source of pure and utter relief.

Flashback

“Kagome!” InuYasha's feet raked across the stone ground of the city as his eyes darted around the area, taking in all of its contents. The sky was filled with dark clouds that hung heavily over the modern world. He scowled in annoyance as the wind blew past, casting a most unfamiliar and uninviting scent toward his sensitive nose; it was musty in its own filth. “Kagome!” he called out again, continuing down the road he was on, staring curiously as everything began to grow more obscure.

“Hey, you!”

InuYasha peered through the dense fog that was blanketing the ground; there was a man standing there. He had an unkempt appearance about him with his black hair in tangles, scarred skin, and grimy black clothes.

“What's the deal?” the man asked, his voice gruff. “Stop fuckin' yellin' in my alley!” His eyes trailed nervously behind him. “You got business here or somethin'?”

InuYasha rolled his eyes derisively. “I'm just lookin' for someone,” he stated, folding his arms, and taking a quick look at his sword. His voice turned hostile. “If I were you, I wouldn't get in my way.”

The man snorted, flashing a jeering smile. “So, you're looking for Kagome, huh?” He took a step closer, his hands finding shelter in the pockets of his dark coat. “Tell me, are you talkin' about Kagome Higurashi?”

“How do you know her?” InuYasha demanded, now clasping his hand on the handle of his sword. He caught the man in a defiant stare; it was his warning. While InuYasha held his firm gaze, he couldn't help but wonder how Kagome had ever come in contact with this man. By the looks of him, he was a shifty, conniving bastard, who had nothing to do with his life.

“You could say I used to work with her,” the man said, his grin broadening. “She was a very good partner. In fact…” He pulled out a small pouch, tossing it to InuYasha. “Here's a gift for her.”

InuYasha opened the bag, looking into it curiously. “What the hell is this?”

“What? You've never seen smack before?” The man walked forward, snatching the bag, and pulling out the syringe. “Why don't I give ya some? I'm sure Kagome wouldn't mind sharing.”

End Flashback

After that, everything was a blur, a dense fog. He could only remember agreeing to try some, and the feeling of wanting more. `I never did give Kagome her gift,' he thought with a slight smirk. He began to push the needle downward, shivering in anticipation.

“InuYasha, stop!”

He growled, taking a foreboding glimpse at the girl standing in front of him. “I thought I told you …not to…come…here, Kagome,” he said between harsh breaths, pushing the needle so it would pierce into his skin. A sigh of relief escaped him as he was injected with utter rapture.

Kagome bit her lip, grimacing. “Do you have any idea what you're doing to yourself?” she asked, her voice soft and meek as she spoke. “Do you even know what you're using?” She eyed him carefully, frowning as a smile spread across his face.

“What's it matter?” he said finally.

“You're hurting yourself, InuYasha! That stuff is bad for you!” She held out her hand shakily. “Give me it.”

InuYasha cringed and pulled away from her, clutching the needle firmly. “No way! You can't tell me that I can't have it, and then take it for yourself!”

Kagome felt her breath hitch in her throat. “I'm not going to use it, I'm going to throw it away,” she forced out, the memory of a shadowy man flashing through her mind. “Just give it to me, ok?”

InuYasha trembled, stumbling forward onto his knees. His breathing slowed into sharp gasps. “You don't understand! I need it! I can't…just…” He jerked the bag open, quickly forcing his supplies inside it. “Just…leave me alone!”

She grabbed his shoulders, turning him toward her. “You think I'm just going to let you destroy yourself?” She shook her head, fighting back tears. “I can't! I don't want to watch this happen, not again!” The image of the man brightened; she could see his entire form now.

“I'm fine, Kagome! I don't…need you…” He trailed off as he attempted to stand up, his legs nearly collapsing under him. “I just need this,” he said, his fingertips grazing across the bag tied to his sash.

“What you need is to quit.” Kagome leaned forward, giving his cheek a gentle stroke. “You have no idea what it's done to you.”

“No! I can't… You don't understand! I need it…I…”

“I understand perfectly, InuYasha!” Kagome alleged, pulling back slightly. “Look, you don't need it. You were just fine before you started using. Trust me, you can live without it.” She held out her hand again. “Please InuYasha?”

“Fuck you,” he stuttered out, rising completely onto his feet. “You don't know anything about it! How can you claim I'll be fine when you don't have a clue?” His eyes were stone cold, and cut through the afternoon air. “I'm waitin', Kagome! Can you honestly tell me that you understand what's happening to me?”

“I get it, ok?” She reached for the sleeve on her left arm, and rolled it up. A glare crossed her eyes as she held out her wrist to InuYasha.

He grabbed it, tracing his eyes up her arm. Though it was faint, he could see a scar there…just below her elbow.

A/N: Muahaha! I'm in such an evil mood today. Well, what do you think about that? It seems like an interesting plot twist to me. Hehe. I came up with it during science class yesterday. I don't remember why. Anyway, please REVIEW! Thanks guys!