InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Avoidance ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

I do not own Inuyasha & Co.

 

 

Well, here's the next chapter.  It's longer than the other two, so that should help with story development.  I know, it seems there isn't a plot, but I'm sure it'll present itself to us all at some point soon here.  So, sit back and enjoy what Inuyasha has to offer this time around, k?

 

 

Avoidance: Chapter 3

 

 

Sigh The next trip comes up.  Two full days of travel.  Running from nothing but myself.  Will this ever get any easier?  Tsch...Who knows?

 

As far as the flying home is concerned, I'm beginning to wonder if I shouldn't ride in the cargo hold.  That woman is getting on my nerves.  Yeah, her.  That Kagome flight attendant.  So far, it seems she takes the same flight schedule as I do.  I don't think it's on purpose, but it's unnerving enough.  Really makes me wonder, ya know?

 

Sigh The way she was with me the last time scared me because there's no way I'm about to let a woman get under my skin.  No matter how nice she is who she is, or...Keh!  Who gives a shit if she's pretty, gentle at times, and has a sweet voice...AW!  What has happened to my head?  I have to get her off my mind.

 

Sigh Yes, it's true.  I thought about her a lot since that last flight.  Sure, she was a bitch when the moment called for it (which turned me on more than any thing) but when she realized she had truly hurt me, I saw pain in her eyes.  Ya know, the kind of pain I least expected to see.  You see, what I saw in her eyes all the times she looked at me differently was...Oh, how can I explain it?  Honestly, whatever it was I saw, it surprised me, scared me, and piqued my curiosity.  Honestly, makes me wanna get to know her better and find out what she's got locked away in that soul of hers.

 

Me, Tsch...Who would give a rat's ass about a jerk like me?  I pride on my being a jerk because it keeps them all away.  And no, it's not my 'security blanket'.  I'd rather call it my alias smirks.  Yeah, my alias.  You don't wanna know who I am when I'm normal. Trust me.  I'd lose your respect.  Wait...When did I ever care about that?  Shrug Never mind, it's not important anyways.

 

Moving on, as I sat and waited a bit earlier in the little cafe not too far from the terminal, I saw her.  I watched her through the corner of my eye.  She was dragging her little carry-on bag beside her as she stepped up to the counter to order a meal.  I found myself not being able to take my eyes off her.  She was really sweet and polite in how she approached the cashier.  The thought that went through my mind was, 'Her voice is kinda soothing...'

 

Just as quickly as that thought hit my lower regions, I took my eyes away, panting.  I didn't realize it.  I was actually staring at her.  My jaw was slack and I couldn't tear my eyes away.  "Fuck." I whispered to myself as she turned my way, unaware that I was just ogling her.  As she stepped closer, eyes looking for an empty table (which there wasn't one), I began to quickly gather my garbage to move.

 

"Oh, hi." She said from behind me.

 

I stopped and turned to look up at her.  The expression on her face was kind and not harsh in any way.  A small and friendly smile graced her lips.  "Hi." I replied as I sat back and relaxed.

 

"Can I sit with you?  You don't have to move." Kagome asked.

 

I looked around and noticed that there was nowhere to sit and I'd end up standing the rest of the next two hours.  "I guess.  You sure you wanna share a table with me?"

 

"Why not?" She asked as she took the seat opposite me. 

 

"Just curious.  We're not exactly getting along at this point." I pointed out, gaining a shrug out of her as she put her straw in her drink.

 

"Well, true.  But I know you're not really an asshole."

 

"Huh?" I asked in shock.

 

"You're not.  Yeah, I figured you out."

 

"Sure, that's what you'd like to believe." I replied sarcastically as I rolled my eyes and looked away.

 

"You're keeping me away on purpose." She replied as she blew a little on her hot soup.

 

"And how would you conclude that?" I asked curiously.

 

"You didn't leave a comment on my service last time.  Even though I smacked ya over the head, you withheld your complaint.  Why?" She pointed out.

 

"Tsch...Don't get your hopes up." I spat as I looked away again and continued with, "They were outta comment cards."

 

At that reply, I heard something pleasant.  She laughed and as she clapped her hands, her spoon sank into her hot soup.  I cocked my eyebrow as she laughed, not paying attention to the fact that she had just lost her spoon in the scalding hot soup.  She stopped when she noticed I wasn't laughing.  When she cleared her throat, she followed my gaze to see that she had lost her spoon.

 

She pouted as she realized she would end up burning her fingers if she tried to get it.  She then looked at me.  I passed her a 'Why me?' look and shrugged as I pulled her tray towards me, dipped my un-used spoon into it and I then lifted the hot spoon out of the liquid.  I then set the un-used spoon on the tray and slid it back to her as I proceeded to lick the dirty spoon I just took out of her soup.

 

She sat and watched me lick the spoon clean, entranced with a strange look on her face.  I stopped licking and shot my eyes to hers, causing her to clear her throat and pick up the spoon, I gave her.  I finished cleaning off the spoon and set it down onto the tray with a smirk.

 

"Was it good?" Kagome asked sarcastically.

 

I shrugged, "It was okay." I replied as I acted as if the soup I had just eaten wasn't the same as she was eating at that moment.

 

"As in what?  Looks like you ate the same soup." Kagome pointed out as she looked at me over her scalding spoonful she was blowing on.

 

"Yeah, with that same spoon you're eating it with." I said with a smirk.

 

She stopped swallowing as it hit her and her eyes went wide.  I watched with a satisfied look on my face as she slipped the empty spoon out of her mouth, set it down and picked up the sandwich she ordered with the bowl of soup.  As she was about to take a bite, I clapped and started laughing.  "What?" she asked, still holding the sandwich in her right hand.

 

I stifled my laugh just enough to look away and gesture towards her soup as I struggled to say, "I was just fucking with you.  I didn't use that spoon. I used another one.  But, that one did hit the floor."

 

"Oh, okay.  I was wondering why you didn't use it." She replied as she set down the sandwich and started to eat the soup once again.

 

I stilled as I watched her knock off what I had just told her and continued eating with the spoon, which did in fact hit the floor.  Too bad, it had outlasted the 5-second rule.  Why would she risk eating with it?  Now I'm confused.

 

Kagome slipped the spoon into her mouth and closed her eyes; moaning as if she was enjoying it even more.  "Does it taste better using a spoon covered in shoe scuff?" I asked to see what her reaction would be.

 

"No.  I'm just glad it doesn't have your germs on it." Kagome stated.

 

I tried to come up with a comeback, but she had me there.  "Well, I guess there's no chance at kissing you then?" I threw out to see what her reaction would be.

 

"What are you getting at?" She asked over a spoonful of soup.

 

"Nothing." I spat as I started to gain a bored look.

 

"You like me, don't you?" Kagome took a stab.

 

"What?  No!" I shot back.

 

Kagome laughed as she set the dirty spoon down on her tray.  "You are such a bad liar!"

 

"I am not!  You know nothing about me!" I spat back.

 

Kagome pointed as she replied with, "I see how you look at me.  Admit it, you softy."

 

"I aint admitting anything, and I aint no softy!" I spat, trying to regain my masculinity...Whatever was left of it.

 

"And what's wrong with being a softy?  Girls like soft and gentle men.  Not the brash ass holes I run into every day." Kagome stated as her resolve deflated a bit. 

 

"What just happened to you?  It's as if you got off that burner you were sitting on." I pointed out.

 

"Nothing." She stated as she went back to eating with the dirty spoon.

 

"Sure.  You think I'm gonna fall for that one?" I asked sarcastically.  She stopped eating her soup and shifted her eyes to gaze upon mine.  "You hiding something?" I asked.

 

She swallowed her helping and replied with, "Nothing you should be concerned with," as she wiped her mouth out of nervousness.

 

"Does it have anything to do with those 'brash guys' you meet every day?" I asked.

 

"No." She replied simply.

 

"Someone hurt you?" I asked, not realizing how serious my tone had gotten.  Her eyes shot to mine suddenly.  "Who was it?"

 

She looked away as she replied with, "No one."

 

"Who?" I pressed again as I leaned closer over the table.  She looked down at her fidgeting hands, her breath hitched in her throat.  I kept my gaze trained on her as she tossed it over in her mind.  After a few moments, she looked at her watch and gasped.

 

"What?" I asked.

 

"I have to get on the plane!" She exclaimed.

 

"You what?  We've got an hour." I replied, looking at the digital clock across from me on the far wall.

 

"I have to get on now to prepare for the passengers" Kagome replied as she hurriedly packed up her sandwich.

 

"You need help with anything?" I asked as she threw her purse over her shoulder and reached over her chair for her luggage.  I grabbed the garbage and tossed it away for her.  As I turned around, I saw her fumbling with her luggage, trying to get it around her chair.  I sighed and lifted the chair so she could pull it out and get on her way.  As I set the chair down, I turned to find her still standing the, looking at me.

 

I looked at her for a second and asked, "What?  Thought you had to get on the plane."

 

"I just wanted to thank you and say it was a pleasure eating with you." She said as she bowed her head.

 

"Oh.  You're welcome.  Now get going before I get used to you." I spat as I turned to sit back down. After I took my seat, I heard her footsteps and rolling luggage leave as she walked off towards the terminal door.

 

 

I looked and watched her fumble for her ticket info and I.D.  At that moment, I looked at the person who stopped beside me. The man bent over suddenly.  I looked down and saw her ID.  "Must have fallen out of her purse when she walked away." I said aloud as I got it from the man who picked it up and then called out to get her attention. 

 

As she heard my voice, she looked over to see her badge in my hand.  She sighed and waved me over. When I reached her, I immediately handed it to her and she set it on the counter.  "Thank you." She said to me over her shoulder as the woman scanned her badge.  Once the woman allowed her to go in, Kagome turned to me and set out her hand.

 

"What?" I asked as I looked at her.

 

"Your ticket.  You're coming on with me in thanks." She offered.

 

I eyed her for a second as if I was a deer in the headlights.  "But, I'm just a passenger."

 

"You helped me twice.  It's the least I can do." Kagome replied.  I wasn't sure as to whether I should or not when the woman behind the counter nodded.  "Well, I guess so."

 

When I found my ticket, measured my carry-on bag and I was then allowed onto the plane with the flight attendant.  We walked down the tunnel quietly.  I stared at the bun on the back of her head the whole time, wondering what was going on.

 

Once we arrived on the plane, she set her baggage into a locker off to the side and then showed me to my seat.  "There you are.  What would you like to drink?"

 

"Sake, please."  She bowed a moment and as she was about to step away, I grabbed her wrist and held her back.

 

"What is it?  Did you change your mind?"

 

"No.  I just..." The cat caught my tongue just then.

 

"Yes?"

 

"Nothing.  It's fine." I replied as I set my bag beneath the seat.

 

"Okay, I'll be right back with your sake." She said and then stepped down the aisle.

 

I sat down and got comfortable as I closed my eyes.  What did that woman have in mind?  All I did was allow her to eat at my table, hand her a dirty spoon and return the badge.  She was acting as if I was her hero.  Wonder if she had thought about me as I thought about her al this time.  Sure, she was in fact very sweet and hospitable, when she wanted to be. But what was developing here?  Are we forming some sort of relationship or something?

"Here you go." She said cheerfully enough, bringing me out of my thoughts as she pulled the table down from the seat in front of me and then set the tray on it.  "If you need anything else, just holler." she said with a smile.

 

I winked as she bowed, then turned and stepped down the aisle.  As I relaxed in my first class seat, I sipped my sake in silence.  'Least until the passengers started filing in an hour later.  First class filled up rather quickly, and coach filled up by the time the plane took off.
 

As the plane took off, everyone was strapped in and facing forward.  Once the plane leveled off, the belts were off, and I felt eyes on me.  As I looked around, they all gave me questioning looks.  Especially when Kagome came back to collect the tray with the empty flask and saucer from my table.

 

I was beginning to feel very uncomfortable.  I was getting more negative attention than I wanted and they were really glaring daggers at me.  I then began to feel the sake kick in.  I stood from my seat and walked through the curtain.  I stopped in shock.  Not only were the passengers in first class pissed at me, so were the ones in coach.  I cleared my throat and walked on down the aisle towards the bathroom.

 

Once I shut the door to the bathroom, I relieved myself.  Afterwards, I washed my hands as I eyed myself in the mirror.  Well, nothing was outta place, and my ears were still invisible.  Good.  As I stepped out, I noticed something going on up ahead.  Kagome was helping a passenger, or at least it seemed that way from afar.  Once I got closer, I noticed her tense shoulders from behind.  As I inched closer, a guy stood up before her and snaked his hand over her shoulder with a cocky look on his face.

 

I stopped, curious as to what I would walk into.  She stepped back towards me and tried to get out of his grasp while holding a tray of drinks for first class.  I watched intently as I kept a bit of distance between us.

 

"C'mon, I'm sure you and that guy had a good time in the bathroom earlier.  Why not give me a go, baby?"

 

"Hey!" I shouted, getting his attention.

 

"You!" the guy pushed Kagome aside, stepped past her and got right up in my face.

 

"What?" I asked the guy and he glared as he growled, showing his teeth.  "What's your problem?" I asked, sniffing and noticed he smelled rank.

 

"You claimed her, didn't you?"  He snarled.

 

"I have no idea what you're talking about." I spat.

 

"Sure.  You spent an hour in here all alone.  Tell me you didn't try anything with 'my woman'."

 

Kagome stepped back, trying to keep her distance.  I saw her.  The look on her face was sheer fright.  I looked back to the asshole that was bothering her earlier as I replied with, "Look.  Nothing happened here.  And from the look on her face, I'm sure she aint your woman.  Now sit down, shut up, and let her do her job.  If not, then I'm gonna have to become her bodyguard for the rest of the flight." I stated as the jerk spit in my face and then pointed his finger at me.

 

"You dog.  Like I'd ever listen to you!  What makes you think you can keep me from my woman?"

 

"She aint yours, asshole!" I shouted back at him, baring my fangs.

 

"Oh, so you do have fangs.  They're nothing compared to mine, you insolent mutt!"

 

It was obvious the wolf demon had figured out I was half dog demon.  I was just hoping it wouldn't go so far as two demons fighting in the plane while it was filled with passengers.  I right away readied myself for a quick incapacitation attack.  The wolf watched me closely. 

 

As I started to growl and flexed my muscles, he clicked his tongue and turned his back as he said over his shoulder, "You're not worth revealing myself right now, but we will have it out at the airport in Tokyo, Mutt."  He then sat down.

 

"Keh!" I spat as I strolled past him and put my arm around Kagome's shoulder, offering to accompany her through the curtain into first class.

 

Once the curtain closed, I gestured for her to deliver the drinks she was carrying.  I watched her relax before the passengers as I took my seat.  A couple moments later, she appeared beside me.  I looked up to see her gesturing for me to follow her.  I stood from my seat and followed her into the little hallway just behind the cockpit.  She asked me to sit down in one of the two seats on the left side as she slid the sliding door shut and turned the light on. 

 

"What is it?" I asked as she took her seat across from me.

 

She laid the empty tray on her lap as she made eye contact with me.  "That man has tried to gain my affections for quite some time now.  He comes to the U.S. to visit family every now and then.  I try to refuse him, but won't take 'no' for an answer.  I don't know what I can do to convince him to leave me alone."

 

I smirked and gave her a sideways look as I said, "So, he's the one you were referring to earlier.  Ya know how simple it is to get him to stop?"  She shook her head.  "It's as simple as kneeing the bastard."

 

"No, it's not.  It's against regulations to have physical confrontations with passengers." Kagome replied seriously, as she shook her head.

 

I chuckled as I replied with, "That's called 'self-defense', Kagome.  He's not supposed to touch you in the way he just did, but he did.  You're being passive to him.  That will not help you."

 

"Will you help me?" She asked.

 

"Me?  You don't want my help.  I'll cause too much trouble trust me.  You have to do this on your own, or it'll never work.  If you can't stand the bastard, then do something about it." I replied.

 

"But, I'm afraid of what will happen to me if I do retaliate.  If I have a strong man standing up for me, then..."

 

"But what if I'm not there?  Then what?  C'mon.  Where's the woman that fought back when I was a total asshole?" I asked.

 

"I don't know." She said quietly.

 

I sighed, moved next to her and turned towards her as I replied with, "You were never afraid of me.  And yet he scares the shit out of you.  This doesn't make sense."

 

“I know it doesn't. I've never been strong against men who are forceful like that. You, you're a different story. You try to push me away, not force yourself onto me.” She had a point there.

 

I bowed my head at that response. And here, I thought I was being enough of an ass to keep her away. I had obviously intrigued her instead. “Kagome, you think you know me, but you don't, honestly. I'm not the man to protect you from scum every time. You don't know me like you think you do. What you've figured out isn't even the tip of the iceberg, so to speak.”

 

“Then who are you?” I tensed at the inquiry. My eyes shot wide and I gained a strange look on my face, causing her to become even more curious. Dammit!

 

“I can't answer that.” I replied.

 

“Not good enough. I keep running into you. There's obviously a reason for that.” She replied.

 

“No. You don't want to know who I am, Kagome, trust me.” She was beginning to make me nervous.

 

“Please?” Kagome asked.

 

“Sorry.” I shook my head. She pouted, hoping I would relent. After a few moments, she gave up.

 

“I just don't get it. You live in Tokyo, obviously, and I've never seen you or heard of you. How is that possible? Why haven't I run into you on the streets?” Kagome asked.

 

“Because I don't get out much. That's all I'm going to say.”

 

“But that's not true. You travel every month! How can you call that `not getting out much'?” she replied as she mimicked my voice.

 

I chuckled at her impression, which wasn't half-bad. “Well, I don't get out much as far as walking the streets in Tokyo, if that's what ya mean.”

 

“Oh. Why not?” She asked.

 

I shrugged, looking for an easy way to answer which she'd buy. “Don't have a reason, really.”

 

“There's gotta be a reason. Are you like one of those people who has someone to take care of? Are you a workaholic? What do you do that takes up so much of your time?”

 

I tossed my hands in the air as I replied with, “I'm a glorified couch potato. I know, pathetic, aint it?”

 

“I don't buy that, with you being as physically fit as you are. Plus, you have to admit. Television isn't THAT interesting.” Kagome pointed out.

 

I sighed in frustration as I ran my hand through my bangs. “You're not gonna give up, are ya?”

 

“Nope. I'm what you'd call frustratingly curious.” She replied with a proud smile.

 

“Honestly, you have to stop asking. My life isn't for the faint at heart. Hence, why I have tried frustratingly hard to keep you and everyone away from me.” I replied.

 

“Ooo…Now I'm even more curious.” She replied with a smirk.

 

“Shit.” I spat, as I looked the other way.

 

“Can you at least tell me your name?” Kagome asked.

 

I looked her way questioningly. She looked honest. I wondered if she'd get the gist of my life if I told her. I decided to try an off-centered approach. “Have you heard of the shrine just on the outskirts of Tokyo? Ya know the one with the well and the tree?”

 

“Yes, I know of that shrine. My mother used to take me there when I was a kid. `Course, I heard the shrine is no longer being taken care of, so mom hasn't taken me there in years.”

 

“So, I take it you heard the tales behind the shrine? What the tree represents?” I asked.

 

“Yes, I've heard the tales. About the half demon being pinned to the tree, and the miko who died protecting a jewel. That half demon spent fifty years pinned to a tree while she was dead. Tragic.” Kagome replied as she hung her head.

 

“Yeah.”

 

“So, what does the shrine have to do with your name?” Kagome asked. I suddenly couldn't answer in any other way but to smile. I was hoping she couldn't figure it out, but being the smart girl she is, she did. It was obvious since she gasped and her eyes grew as wide as dinner plates. I bowed my head as the ears appeared atop my silver covered head.

 

`What's come over me? For some reason, I can't hide myself from her anymore. I just revealed myself to a woman. Why? 'Because you love her. `Shut up, heart.

 

As I was thinking about what I had just done, I suddenly felt myself compelled to purr. I closed my eyes and leaned my head forward. Instinctively I had turned to putty in her lap. Wait! I sat up, removing my ears from her reach. As I eye her, panting like a dog, she eyed me in question. “I'm sorry, that was instinct.”

 

“No, it's okay. So…You're Inuyasha.” My eyes flicked suddenly. She was the first person who had said my name in centuries. It made my heart jump in my chest. “Or did I say it wrong?”

 

“No. You said it right. It's just been centuries since my name's been spoken by anyone. It sounded nice.” I replied as my eyes gained a shy look.

 

She giggled at my response. “I see, Inuyasha. Well, it's an honor to meet you, even though I feel like I've known you for months now.” She replied sweetly.

 

“Well, ya practically are the only person who's gotten close to me in centuries. So, yeah. You're lucky.” I replied sarcastically. “Just don't think your life will be the same after this though. I know this is far from over now.”

 

“What do you mean?” She asked curiously.

 

“Now you're gonna want to know more, and then, before you know it, you'll hate me.” I said in a serious tone.

 

“Hate you? Why?” Kagome asked.

 

“Exactly.” I spat. “Listen, have you mentioned this stuff happening to anyone?” I asked, getting back on the subject of her `man' troubles.

 

“No. I'm too embarrassed.” Kagome replied as she bowed her head.

 

“Kagome, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. This kind of thing happens all the time. I mean, geeze, it's nothing new, believe me.” I replied with a sarcastic chuckle.

 

“What do you mean? Nothing new…” Kagome replied.

 

“I mean, this kind of shit happened back in the middle ages. Men feeling they have the power to force themselves on women. It's wrong. I've seen it happen too many times.” I said in a sympathetic tone.

 

“Wow. I didn't know that. So, you're not new to this sort of thing?”

 

“Nope. I used to protect women like you. Of course, some would slip through my fingers, and before I knew it, they'd end up raped, maimed, and or killed. I learned long ago that I'm not someone to depend on as far as protection is concerned.” I replied as I focused my eyes on my clasped hands in my lap.

 

“What happened?” she asked.

 

I looked to her in question. “What happened? I ended up pinned to that tree! That's what happened!”

 

“Oh. I'm sorry. I won't ask about it again. It must hurt to think about it.” She replied in a sympathetic tone.

 

“I overreacted. I'm sorry. I do get defensive about it.”

 

“Is there a scar?”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Where the arrow pierced your chest. Is there a scar there?” She asked innocently. I kept eye contact with her as I undid the first few buttons of my shirt to show her a perfectly clean chest. She gasped as she touched where legend stated the arrow passed right through my body. No scar. No proof. Save for the look in my eyes. “Wow. It healed completely.”

 

“Yes. Only my soul carries the scar now. That scar can't be seen, but it's there and will remain for eternity.” I replied solemnly.

 

“I'm sorry, Inuyasha. At least you're here. At least you're no longer sealed.” She replied.

 

“Yeah, well you will never outlive those younger than you. You'll never outlive those you hold dear. Those you love more than yourself. Honestly, I would have rather followed the miko who did that to me.”

 

“What was her name? I heard it once, but it slipped my mind.”

 

“Kikyo.”

 

“Oh. I did hear of what happened. She betrayed you, didn't she?”

 

“No. She was mislead, as was I. That's what makes the story so confusing. A bandit she was taking care of while she and I courted wanted her for himself, even though he couldn't court her by any means. So, he gave himself to dark spirits and gained powers to perform many evils against us. He used our forms to pit us against each other. Our love was so great that the betrayal easily destroyed us.”

 

 

“So, that's why you chose to keep me at a distance.” She figured it out.

 

“Well, part of it. The last time I fell in love, I was betrayed. I even ended up committing crimes because of it. So, I think it's best not to pursue me, Kagome. It's best to forget that I've gained your interest. You'll just end up hurt, like you almost did today.”

 

“That happened even before I met you, Inuyasha. Kouga won't relent. And that had nothing to do with you until today. Don't worry about adding that to your journal of bad karma.” Kagome assured, but I knew better. She could try as much as she wanted, but she wasn't going to convince me to allow the relationship to continue. That's what you think. Didn't I tell you to shut up?

 

“Yeah, well. Like I said before, don't get your hopes up. I'm not looking to attach myself to anyone. I do have some advice for you though. I suggest you talk to your supervisor, pilot, anyone about Kouga. I bet they'll protect you the correct way. Me, I'll only get you in trouble at this point.”

 

“Okay.” She replied as she stepped past me into the cockpit and closed the door behind her. I leaned back and closed my eyes as I listened to the faint conversation behind the door. Once she had told the pilot about the incident, he made the decision to turn around and drop the asshole off where he belonged. Back in California.

 

As she returned from the cockpit, she sat beside me. I then looked her in the eye as she leaned into me and I put my arm around her as the pilot gave the announcement that they were to head back for emergency purposes. Kagome stayed by my side the rest of the way back to California. We remained in that little hallway until the unscheduled landing. Once the jack-ass was forced from the plane, I was then seated back where I belonged as she took care of the passengers once again with relief written all over her face.

 

Now, at this point, we had lost hours in the flight plan. At that point, I didn't care. I decided to sacrifice my transformation for Kagome's safety and self-assurance. She finally learned she didn't have to take shit from no man and that no one on that plane was gonna allow it to happen. Once I saw the sun setting over the watery horizon hours later, I asked her to follow me into that hallway once again. She asked me why, but I only shushed her and closed the door.

 

“What is it, Inuyasha?” She asked as I sat across from her.

 

“You know about my past history, but there's something else you need to know. Now, you have to promise me you'll never tell a living soul about this, you hear me?” I asked her with a serious look in my eyes.

 

“I promise.” She nodded innocently.

 

I nodded nervously as my breath hitched in my throat. I closed my eyes as the sun went down. Since there were no windows in that little hallway, she had no clue as to what was about to happen or why. Suddenly, my heart thumped loudly as my hair began to slip from silver to black and my ears slowly transformed. She gasped as I changed, pain etched on my face the whole time. In a matter of minutes, I became another person completely right before her very eyes.

 

Once the transformation ended, I opened my eyes to reveal dark brown instead of gold. She was frozen in a shocked expression. I sighed as I reached over and removed her hand from her mouth. “Kagome, you can breathe now.”

 

She panted in shock a few times before gaining the words to respond. “What just happened to you?”

 

“Well, I am half demon, right?” She nodded in response. “Well, I am now human.”

 

“You're…human? How is that possible?'

 

“The new moon. This is what I avoid every month. This night in particular. At least I try to. I sometimes fail.”

 

“Why would you try to avoid this?”

 

“I don't feel comfortable this way. I feel deaf, blind, vulnerable, and my emotions run rampant in this form. I lose control over everything about my body. I don't like being this way, even if it is for only one night.” I explained as I withdrew my hand from hers to wrap my arms around my stomach in discomfort.

 

“Inuyasha…I would have never guessed you would ever go through such an experience. Even in the stories, this wasn't mentioned. Why?”

 

“Why? Because no one knew. I hid during this time of the month. No one ever saw me, plain and simple. I know how to disappear when I become human. If I hadn't, I would have died long ago.”

 

“Why? Why would you have died?”

 

“I had many enemies back then. I don't now, but I did. Believe me; you don't know much about the history of Japan. I know more than anyone alive. I've lived since the middle ages, and I've seen more than any mortal would ever have passed on. Japan's history is riddled with misconceptions in regards to spiritual beings. And as you can tell, they do truly exist.” She gaped at me, surprised of the news. “Yes, now you know what I meant by not turning back after knowing me.”

 

She didn't say a word, but took the seat beside me and pulled my head into her arms as she comforted my shuddering form. I stilled as she ran her fingers through my hair to comfort me. Just as my mother did during these nights of fear. I closed my eyes as a single tears fell down my left cheek.

 

It turned out Kagome had noticed I had fallen asleep under her care, which is a first for me. I have never slept on a moonless night in my life. She told me later that she had snuck out after I passed out and took care of the passengers through the rest of the flight. I woke up later, laying across the seats. I sat up, wiped my eyes and realized I heard clearly. I felt that my ears had returned, and that the transformation had taken place as I slept. I chuckled at the thought that no one knows what happened to me that night. So, I slid the door open and made my way to my seat. People gave me funny looks, but then went back to their breakfasts when I took my seat and reached for my bag underneath my seat.

 

Since things had gone back to normal, they ignored me the rest of the flight. Once we had landed in Tokyo, I left the plane and went right to the ticket counter to book my next excursion. As I waited for the rep to type up a ticket for me, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see Kagome there, bright as ever and smiling happily.

 

“Hey.”

 

“Hi. You okay?” I asked as I stretched a bit.

 

“Yeah, I'm fine. I need to talk to you when you're done.” She said as she looked over my shoulder at the ticket rep.

 

“Okay.” I replied as I shrugged.

 

“Okay, here's your itinerary, and your ticket, sir. Enjoy your month here in Tokyo.” The woman said pleasantly.

 

“Thank you.” I replied as I grabbed my bag and stepped away from the counter with Kagome. She and I continued walking until we reached a spot near the phones. “What's up?' I asked.

 

“Since I'm basically gonna be in Tokyo longer than usual this time around, and I got to know you a little bit, would you like to meet sometime?”

 

I scrunched up my face a bit, as I thought about getting out with her in public. “I don't know…”

 

“Oh, c'mon. I'm sure we'll get along fine. I'd like to get to know you more. Seriously, Inuyasha.”

 

“Kagome, look. This is as far as it goes between us. The flights. That's all I can allow. Please, you've heard enough about me this time. Let's leave it at that.” I stated, trying to gain that stand-off-ish attitude towards her, but failing miserably.

 

“I can't believe you are that scared of me.”

 

“I'm not scared of you, I'm…”

 

“What? Scared of yourself? Scared of the unknown? Inuyasha, the last time you fell in love or had any kind of relationship, it failed because of the times. There aren't any demons after you or me. Why not give it a try?” Kagome asked.

 

I couldn't respond in any other way aside from giving her a frustrated glare. “There's something you're not telling me, isn't there?” she asked, my expression not changing. “Why won't you give me a chance?”

 

“Why? You wanna know why? C'mon! It would never work! It didn't work the first time, and it aint gonna work now!” I replied as I started to walk away.

 

“You are so full of it! Let it go, Inuyasha! Let your past go!” She shouted as I then turned and gave her the meanest glare in my arsenal.

 

“You know nothing of my past. I only told you a small piece of it. You don't want to know, trust me on that one. My life has been nothing but pain. I don't want you to suffer that!” I spat as I then continued at a brisk pace.

 

“Pain? What pain? Tell me!” I turned and grabbed her by the neck, catching her off guard. I growled softly enough for only her to hear. I flashed my fangs and sneered at her.

 

“You satisfied?” I ground out as I released her slim and soft neck from my grip. She stood before me, helpless as a doe, panting in fear. “Don't think I wouldn't try it if you press me enough. Now go home, woman. Before you get on my bad side.” I then turned around and started walking away from her. The one who was the most moved and the most scared by me at the same time.

 

On the way home, I thought about what she had said. Yes, my life was sick and sad in the past, but my life is bearable now since I have no one to worry about. No one too close to worry for me. True, she has brought about a few firsts for me, but hey. That wasn't what I expected to happen. Whatever I can control, I will. I refuse to let her get too close. Sure, she knows my story now, but she's not the kind of woman to tell anyone. However, for her to fall for me rather than run screaming was a shocker. She began to look upon me in a familiar way.

 

No, I refuse to think about that now. That look scares me more than the butterflies. What is it about her that's keeping even me intrigued by all that's happened? Who is this girl? Why is it that I seem so comfortable around her to the point where I almost have to make myself angry for no apparent reason to fight her off? What the hell is happening to me? Damn, this is so fucked up. I think I need therapy now shakes head.

 

 

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Wow, I told you this chapter had more in it. And are you seeing a bit of plot development? I know I am. This fic is interesting in the fact that even Inuyasha has me guessing now. I honestly don't know where this fic is headed. I'm just sitting back and typing what these crazy characters are doing in my head. I swear, it's like watching television, only I can't readily change the channel. Well, I certainly hope you enjoyed this chapter, at least as much as the other two. Oh, and beware of anyone lending you a `supposedly' clean spoon to eat your soup with. `Til next time, ja ne!