InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Being Normal ❯ She's Back ( Chapter 19 )
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By: lettheinkbleed 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.31.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 243 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.31.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 243 | Status: Work In Progress
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Keade returned early the next morning just as Miroku had said. She walked in and handed the monk a bracelet. “Come with me.” She muttered. They walked outside and sat near the creek. “These bracelets will allow Kagome to walk with us, talk to us, we need to infuse our spiritual power in it so it can.” The monk looked down at the white beads. “It will change colors due to the lass.” He nodded and began to meditate.
When they returned around noon Inuyasha was sitting with Sango inside the hut, trying to act like his normal self for Shippo. Miroku could see with each question about Kagome the hanyou’s wince became more and more noticeable and his face grew sadder and sadder. “Shippo, leave Inuyasha alone.” Miroku said before sitting in front of the hanyou. “Shippo, go fetch some water.” Keade said as she took a seat beside Sango. The kitsune nodded and ran outside.
“Inuyasha,” the hanyou looked up as the elder addressed him, “we may have found a way to bring back the lass.” His smile widened, “however, we can offer no guarantees it will work.” The smile fell almost instantly. “It’s worth a try.” He muttered. His white ears twitched as he heard Shippo coming back.
“We’ll return.” Miroku said as he and Sango walked outside. They had been sensing Kagome’s spiritual powers more and more throughout the day. Inuyasha nodded and looked at Shippo. It’s time to tell him. He thought as they left. “Shippo I need to talk to you.” He said, the small kitsune looked up at him.
Miroku held his hand out as they reached the sacred tree looking for Kagome’s aura as he spoke, “Kagome, I know you are here. I have a bracelet that can help you walk the earth again. Channel your anger or pain or whatever is holding you here; channel it into your hand so I can give you the bracelet!”
Kagome looked over at the monk. I’ll try anything to be able to talk to Inuyasha again. She tried to focus her anger towards her hands, like channeling spiritual energy into her hands. She shut her eyes and concentrated as hard as she could, breaking out in a cold sweat.
There! Miroku locked onto Kagome’s rage as her aura flared sharply. Miroku slid the bracelet onto the mist like substance he hoped was Kagome’s arm and watched the beads change colors. “Focus on your other arm.” She did so and he repeated the action, “give it a few minutes.” He muttered stepping back.
He winced as several beads turned red. “What do the colors mean?” Sango whispered as Kagome flickered. “It’s her emotions… Red is rage, purple is her spiritual power, green is envy, yellow is happiness, and blue is sadness.” They watched several beads turn red, 2 turn yellow, several of the remainders turning purple and all but one turned blue. The one remaining bead turned black and Miroku gasped. “What?!” Sango cried standing and growing alarmed. “Black is a demon!”
“So I guess Inuyasha’s dream where he saw Kagome possessed is true. How is she still possessed?”
“I don’t know but let’s not alarm her.”
“Agreed.”
Kagome whimpered as she looked at her hands. “Can you guys see me?” She muttered. Sango turned and smiled widely. She ran over and hugged her tightly. “Kagome!” She cried. Miroku pulled them apart gently, “I’m sorry but we need to get back to Keade’s! Inuyasha is telling Shippo of Kagome.” The girls nodded as they turned and ran to the hut.
Inuyasha pulled Shippo into his lap. “Shippo I need to tell you where Kagome is.” The kitsune looked surprised at being held by Inuyasha but looked up at him eagerly. “Shippo remember when I went back to fetch Kagome and Miroku told you we had fought?” Shippo nodded, Inuyasha’s voice growing sadder. “We didn’t fight.” Inuyasha muttered hiding his eyes with his bangs. “What happened?” Shippo sounded horrified to know. “She was possessed by a demon, because of me…” He growled; Shippo’s claws dug into his flesh keeping him grounded. “The demon forced her to shoot herself.” He heard Shippo’s whimper and stopped. “Momma…?” He asked quietly. “I’m sorry Shippo.” He muttered holding the kit against his chest. “Momma!” He screamed as sobs shook his tiny body. Tears ran down Inuyasha’s face as he held the boy.
“Inuyasha!” Miroku’s voice bellowed from the steps leading to the well. He looked up at the doorway. “Inuyasha.” The soft voice made him drop the kit and jump to his feet. He was walking out the door as a mass of black hair obscured his view and arms wrapped around his waist. “Ka…Kagome?” He felt his knees grow weak and would have fell if it hadn’t been for the girl wrapped in his arms. Shippo went to jump onto Kagome’s shoulder but Miroku caught him. “Shippo you can see Kagome later.” The kit began to complain but he saw Inuyasha’s body shaking with sobs as he held the girl tight and nodded. The monk and slayer took the kitsune out of the hut, leaving the couple alone. “How are you…?” She smiled up at him, “Miroku and Keade! They made these bracelets and blessed them so I could walk with the living again.” He pulled her back against his chest. The scent of death and pain still intertwined with her wild flower scent but it was so weak he could almost pretend he didn’t really smell it. He could also smell the soft scent of a demon. “Inuyasha?” She asked softly. He pulled away and laid his forehead against hers. “I missed you Kagome.”
“I know, I’ve been with you the entire time.” His face darkened and he pulled away to look at her. “Wait so you’ve seen…?”
“Yep, everything, all the tears, everything.” His face darkened as he stared at her. “Why are you looking at me like that… you said yourself you wished you could have told me…” He blushed and pulled his arms away, crossing them over his chest, before changing his mind and wrapping them back around her. “Well I’m here now.” She said. He nodded and held her tighter.
“I’m sorry Kagome. I’m so sorry.” He whispered against her neck. “How could you have known? I didn’t even know.” She replied, rubbing his ears gently. He purred before straightening and gazing at her softly. She smiled in return. “Well, since you heard everything what are you gonna do about it?” He growled playfully at her. Her face reddened and he smirked. “I…I don’t know.” She stuttered. He couldn’t fight his grin nor the pounding of his heart as he leaned down, “I know what I’m gonna do.” She met him in the middle, meshing her lips against his. A whimper of relief worked its way out of his chest as he pulled her closer, angling her head so he could kiss her deeper. Her fingers wound through his hair pulling him closer. He mimicked her and ran his tongue across her bottom lip begging with his action and his heart she’d let him taste her. She nipped his bottom lip gently, that action surprising both of them. He recovered first and growled his approval. He could feel her face heat with embarrassment so he nipped her back. He trailed soft kisses down her jaw until he reached her neck. He began to nip her neck, licking away the sting. Her knees grew weak and she clung to his shoulder for support. He grinned against her neck, “feel good?” She nodded, unable to speak. She turned her face against his neck and bit his pulse. He growled and pulled her against him tightly. “Feel good?” She asked smiling against his neck. He whimpered, “amazing. Having you in my arms is a dream come true.” He whispered clinging to her like a lifeline.
Keade returned early the next morning just as Miroku had said. She walked in and handed the monk a bracelet. “Come with me.” She muttered. They walked outside and sat near the creek. “These bracelets will allow Kagome to walk with us, talk to us, we need to infuse our spiritual power in it so it can.” The monk looked down at the white beads. “It will change colors due to the lass.” He nodded and began to meditate.
When they returned around noon Inuyasha was sitting with Sango inside the hut, trying to act like his normal self for Shippo. Miroku could see with each question about Kagome the hanyou’s wince became more and more noticeable and his face grew sadder and sadder. “Shippo, leave Inuyasha alone.” Miroku said before sitting in front of the hanyou. “Shippo, go fetch some water.” Keade said as she took a seat beside Sango. The kitsune nodded and ran outside.
“Inuyasha,” the hanyou looked up as the elder addressed him, “we may have found a way to bring back the lass.” His smile widened, “however, we can offer no guarantees it will work.” The smile fell almost instantly. “It’s worth a try.” He muttered. His white ears twitched as he heard Shippo coming back.
“We’ll return.” Miroku said as he and Sango walked outside. They had been sensing Kagome’s spiritual powers more and more throughout the day. Inuyasha nodded and looked at Shippo. It’s time to tell him. He thought as they left. “Shippo I need to talk to you.” He said, the small kitsune looked up at him.
Miroku held his hand out as they reached the sacred tree looking for Kagome’s aura as he spoke, “Kagome, I know you are here. I have a bracelet that can help you walk the earth again. Channel your anger or pain or whatever is holding you here; channel it into your hand so I can give you the bracelet!”
Kagome looked over at the monk. I’ll try anything to be able to talk to Inuyasha again. She tried to focus her anger towards her hands, like channeling spiritual energy into her hands. She shut her eyes and concentrated as hard as she could, breaking out in a cold sweat.
There! Miroku locked onto Kagome’s rage as her aura flared sharply. Miroku slid the bracelet onto the mist like substance he hoped was Kagome’s arm and watched the beads change colors. “Focus on your other arm.” She did so and he repeated the action, “give it a few minutes.” He muttered stepping back.
He winced as several beads turned red. “What do the colors mean?” Sango whispered as Kagome flickered. “It’s her emotions… Red is rage, purple is her spiritual power, green is envy, yellow is happiness, and blue is sadness.” They watched several beads turn red, 2 turn yellow, several of the remainders turning purple and all but one turned blue. The one remaining bead turned black and Miroku gasped. “What?!” Sango cried standing and growing alarmed. “Black is a demon!”
“So I guess Inuyasha’s dream where he saw Kagome possessed is true. How is she still possessed?”
“I don’t know but let’s not alarm her.”
“Agreed.”
Kagome whimpered as she looked at her hands. “Can you guys see me?” She muttered. Sango turned and smiled widely. She ran over and hugged her tightly. “Kagome!” She cried. Miroku pulled them apart gently, “I’m sorry but we need to get back to Keade’s! Inuyasha is telling Shippo of Kagome.” The girls nodded as they turned and ran to the hut.
Inuyasha pulled Shippo into his lap. “Shippo I need to tell you where Kagome is.” The kitsune looked surprised at being held by Inuyasha but looked up at him eagerly. “Shippo remember when I went back to fetch Kagome and Miroku told you we had fought?” Shippo nodded, Inuyasha’s voice growing sadder. “We didn’t fight.” Inuyasha muttered hiding his eyes with his bangs. “What happened?” Shippo sounded horrified to know. “She was possessed by a demon, because of me…” He growled; Shippo’s claws dug into his flesh keeping him grounded. “The demon forced her to shoot herself.” He heard Shippo’s whimper and stopped. “Momma…?” He asked quietly. “I’m sorry Shippo.” He muttered holding the kit against his chest. “Momma!” He screamed as sobs shook his tiny body. Tears ran down Inuyasha’s face as he held the boy.
“Inuyasha!” Miroku’s voice bellowed from the steps leading to the well. He looked up at the doorway. “Inuyasha.” The soft voice made him drop the kit and jump to his feet. He was walking out the door as a mass of black hair obscured his view and arms wrapped around his waist. “Ka…Kagome?” He felt his knees grow weak and would have fell if it hadn’t been for the girl wrapped in his arms. Shippo went to jump onto Kagome’s shoulder but Miroku caught him. “Shippo you can see Kagome later.” The kit began to complain but he saw Inuyasha’s body shaking with sobs as he held the girl tight and nodded. The monk and slayer took the kitsune out of the hut, leaving the couple alone. “How are you…?” She smiled up at him, “Miroku and Keade! They made these bracelets and blessed them so I could walk with the living again.” He pulled her back against his chest. The scent of death and pain still intertwined with her wild flower scent but it was so weak he could almost pretend he didn’t really smell it. He could also smell the soft scent of a demon. “Inuyasha?” She asked softly. He pulled away and laid his forehead against hers. “I missed you Kagome.”
“I know, I’ve been with you the entire time.” His face darkened and he pulled away to look at her. “Wait so you’ve seen…?”
“Yep, everything, all the tears, everything.” His face darkened as he stared at her. “Why are you looking at me like that… you said yourself you wished you could have told me…” He blushed and pulled his arms away, crossing them over his chest, before changing his mind and wrapping them back around her. “Well I’m here now.” She said. He nodded and held her tighter.
“I’m sorry Kagome. I’m so sorry.” He whispered against her neck. “How could you have known? I didn’t even know.” She replied, rubbing his ears gently. He purred before straightening and gazing at her softly. She smiled in return. “Well, since you heard everything what are you gonna do about it?” He growled playfully at her. Her face reddened and he smirked. “I…I don’t know.” She stuttered. He couldn’t fight his grin nor the pounding of his heart as he leaned down, “I know what I’m gonna do.” She met him in the middle, meshing her lips against his. A whimper of relief worked its way out of his chest as he pulled her closer, angling her head so he could kiss her deeper. Her fingers wound through his hair pulling him closer. He mimicked her and ran his tongue across her bottom lip begging with his action and his heart she’d let him taste her. She nipped his bottom lip gently, that action surprising both of them. He recovered first and growled his approval. He could feel her face heat with embarrassment so he nipped her back. He trailed soft kisses down her jaw until he reached her neck. He began to nip her neck, licking away the sting. Her knees grew weak and she clung to his shoulder for support. He grinned against her neck, “feel good?” She nodded, unable to speak. She turned her face against his neck and bit his pulse. He growled and pulled her against him tightly. “Feel good?” She asked smiling against his neck. He whimpered, “amazing. Having you in my arms is a dream come true.” He whispered clinging to her like a lifeline.