InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ An Unrevealed Secret, A Hidden Past ❯ Memories? Not a Chance! ( Chapter 3 )

An Unrevealed Secret, A Hidden Past

Chapter Three:

Memories? Not A Chance!

There were gunshots, yelps, lots of blood. The smell was pungent to her nostrils. She was bound, harshly. Someone was reassuring her about something. A pain ran through her body like she was lit on fire. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. A gun was put up to her face, the trigger was pulled…

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Raven woke up, tears still running, bathed in sweat, trembled from head to toe. Two reassuring hands squeezed her shoulders. She looked up into the one good eye of Kaede.

"What's wrong with you Raven?" [Oh just a reminder, I dropped the old English accent cause it is annoying!]

"I think it was a memory. Pain, blood." Kaede looked at the teen before her. She was so sweet, her past wouldn't be filled with such things.

"It was probably just a dream."

"Yeah, OK, I guess you're right!" ~Memories? No way!~ She snapped at herself. Raven glanced out of the window. Still dark, she could sleep a bit more.

The ropes were cutting through her flesh, limiting her circulation. The stench of blood was heightening she felt woozy. The encouraging voice was still there. Who was it? Where was she? Why was there so much death? She almost choked on the last thoughts. Rays of light filtered through the window. There was a lot of confusion. She was in a small, room, with a tile floor that was splattered with blood. But whose? She had made her puddle of blood underneath her, from what, she didn't know. More pounding footsteps raced by. More gunshots. Suddenly her binding ropes were cut. Someone told her to run free, but to where?

Raven woke up again, her heart pounding. Her dreams. They made sense, unlike many others. Though, sensible dreams weren't rare. She could have blamed it on TV, but there ~was~ no TV on these islands. Raven decided she couldn't sleep anymore, at least not for tonight. She rose, taking a towel with her.

* * *

She bathed in a hot spring, letting the warmth wash away her fears. Probably just some retarded dream. Raven had amnesia after all, whether it was permanent or not, she didn't know. For some reason she wanted it to stay like that. Her past might be scary. Sighing, she got of the spring and put her clothes on.

An idea came to mind. Raven wandered aimlessly around, calling out a name[take three guesses whose], and just as she predicted, the very person she wanted to see landed before her.

"Good boy!" she giggled. Inuyasha looked so cute when he pouted like that. He sat on a log arms crossed over his chest.

"What do you want, wench?" he grumbled. It didn't look as if she woke him from her sleep. His eyes were as bright and alluring as ever and his hair wasn't mussed. She sat right next him on the log.

"Why do you hate me so much?" Inuyasha didn't really have a good answer for that. True he liked her company. True liked her scent. And also true that he liked her appearance, but he wasn't going to admit that.

"Oy, wench, what's your problem?" he growled. "You're always prying into my life, I don't need a friend. I never did."

"You mean you spent your entire life alone?" Raven bit her lip and slid even closer to him. Now he could practically feel the heat radiating from her body.

"What's it to you?"

* * *

It seemed like only minutes she sat there talking to him.

"OH NO!" she cried. "I'm going to be late for work!" Making a rash decision, he crotched down.

"Get on." Raven bit her lip. Was he crazy? But she got on anyway. Before she could take another breath, they were off. Speeding through the forest. She laid on his hair again, and closed her eyes, the wind whipping against her eyes was harsh, making them tear. Everything was a blur. In a few minutes time, they were at the edge of the village.

"This is as far as I dare to take you," he explained, remembering how the village still thought he was responsible for the thefts.

"It's OK." Quickly, she put her hand on his ears and rubbed them lightly. "Thanks." With that, she sped down the streets to the Bakery. Inuyasha stared after her, Raven's scent still lingered about him. Sighing, he turned heel, and hopped up in the nearest tree, awaiting her return.