InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Beyond the Well ❯ Lost Innocence ( Chapter 3 )

A/N: This chapter has been altered quite a bit due to some hell I've been getting from AFF and my own personal choices. I have decided to slow the pace of the story down slightly. Other chapters have had minor editing changes.

 

I would really like to thank everyone who has left a positive or constructive criticism review.

 

This might be the last time I work on this story for a while. I want to devote the brunt of my time to “Changing the Past, Changes the Future”, “Learning to Live Again”, and “Hate is Thicker Than Blood”.

 

Disclaimer: I don't Inuyasha, nor do I make any money off this.

 

Chapter 3: Lost Innocence

 

“What the hell did you do that for?” Souta snapped as he was smacked in the face by the white and red clothing Miroku had thrown at him.

 

“Shut up and change your clothes.” Miroku hunched down and began to silently chant as Souta changed into the clothing.

 

Souta watched as the air around the floorboard seemed to waver, before the small abnormality of it became revealed. Without the glamour that had kept it hidden, Souta could see that one floorboard had been lifted from the others.

 

Miroku pulled out a Ziplock back with something inside it, before he gently placed Souta's shirt and pants in the ground.

 

Souta stared at the boots. “What about my boots?”

 

“They won't fit under the floor, so you're going to have to wear them. Your pants are a little too long for you, so they should cover the boots. They will look like normal boots from this era with them covered up.”

 

“What is this?” Souta stared at the worn out spiral notebook that Miroku had pulled out from under the loose floorboards. The notebook was fairly well preserved, because it had been sealed in a large Ziplock bag.

 

Miroku finished hiding Souta's clothing, before he turned to regard Kagome's brother. He took the item in his right hand as he rose to his feet. Haunted eyes regarded the somewhat faded green notebook as he handed it to Souta. “The last time Lady Kagome returned, she said that her diary was filled up, so she was going to use that notebook, until she could go back, and get a new one.” Miroku smiled bitterly at the memory.

 

“Inuyasha used the jewel to become full demon. After everything you guys did for him.” Souta turned the notebook over.

 

“No.” The word was softly spoken, making Souta wonder if he had really heard it.

 

Souta's eyes snapped to Miroku's. “What do you mean no?”

 

“Inuyasha didn't wish on the jewel. We, we being Sango, Kagome, and myself, decided to wish upon the jewel for Inuyasha to become a full demon. We knew that if we didn't wish for him to be full demon, he would. We hoped that making the wish for him would keep him sane. It had indeed been a pure wish too, because the priestess, Midoriko's voice spoke to us. She tried to get us to reconsider, but she granted the wish when we told her no.”

 

“What happened after that?”

 

“Everything was normal. Inuyasha was more open about his feelings with Kagome, and he seemed to be unaffected, from a mental standpoint that is.” Souta watched the other man's eyes become even more haunted. “Some of the comments he had always made became more cruel. By this time, Sango and Kouga had become open with their feelings toward one another. Everything seemed somewhat normal that was until Sesshomaru showed up.”

 

“What happened when Sesshomaru showed up?”

 

Miroku shook his head as if the memory pained him. “Perhaps you should find it in Kagome's journal. Even to this day, the betrayal of what occurred that day still hurts me deeply.” Miroku walked toward the door. “When Kagome and Inuyasha are seen, I will come get you.”

 

Souta didn't even have time to say thank you as he heard the door slide closed. His hand shook as he opened the bag, and pulled out the worn old notebook. He skimmed through various pages and entries, looking for what had been the event that had caused Miroku to feel so much betrayal and anguish.

 

It was toward the back of the notebook. A child's rendering of a girl in a sailor shirt and short skirt, reading a book to a small red haired boy on her lap was drawn on a page. Souta noticed that the pair sat by the well, under a cloudless sky. The words, “Me and Mama” were written in crayon, suspended in the air.

 

Souta smiled and turned the page. He felt his heart freeze and his smile vanish when the saw the words. They were so tragic and that he read them aloud in disbelief. “Shippo is dead. Rin is dead. Jaken is dead. Sesshomaru is dead. And Inuyasha killed them all.”

 

 

Winter/Spring 1993

 

Shippo is dead.

 

Rin and Jaken are dead.

 

Sesshomaru is dead.

 

And Inuyasha killed them.

 

He killed them all.

 

This is going to be my last entry in this notebook. Shippo used to color and draw me pictures in here, so I thought it best to write the last entry, then never write in it again.

 

It was a month ago when they all died. I will never forget that day Sesshomaru and his group intersected our path.

 

Inuyasha had been waiting for weeks to show Sesshomaru that he was now full demon. It wasn't a happy, impatient wait, like a kid would have for Christmas. It was more like a cruel, sadistic glee within him. The way he was acting made all of us nervous, but if he knew, he didn't react.

 

“So, you have transformed into a full demon.” Sesshomaru didn't seem the least bit impressed by the new development.

 

I was standing behind Inuyasha, but I knew he was smirking. He always did. “I have.”

 

I could see Sesshomaru over Inuyasha's shoulder.

 

Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed. It was one of the few times he had shown some kind of emotion in front of us. “Come at me then, little brother. This Sesshomaru doesn't have all night.”

 

The full moon was out that night, so we could see. Anyway…

 

Inuyasha ran at Sesshomaru, the same way he always had before.

 

They wailed on each other for about twenty minutes, before Sesshomaru stood over Inuyasha with the tip of Tokijin at his throat. “Despite the fact that you are now full demon, you are no match for this Sesshomaru.” He sheathed his sword and spun on his heal.

 

His arrogance was polluting the air as he walked away from Inuyasha.

 

In the end, it was his pompous arrogance that led to his horrible demise.

 

I ran out to him to make sure Inuyasha was okay. I moved to help him up and he slung me to the ground. He had been increasingly violent with me since he claimed me as his mate three weeks before. He hit me and shoved me. I should have found some way to run then, but I didn't. I'm so stupid.

 

Before I knew what he was going to do, he threw his blades of blood at Sesshomaru's back.

 

I doubt Sesshomaru even sensed the danger until it was too late for even him to escape the path of them. I heard him grunt when they sliced into his hair and then into his back. Chunks of his perfect moonlight spun hair fluttered to the earth. Blood stained his now torn clothing and changed his hair from silver to maroon.

 

Before he could turn around Inuyasha surged forward and rammed one of his hands through Sesshomaru's back. Much the same way Sesshomaru had done to Inuyasha.

 

I heard Inuyasha yelp when the clang of his fist colliding with metal sounded. With his other hand on Sesshomaru's shoulder, Inuyasha slung him to the ground while he tore his hand from his brother's back.

 

He tried to kick Sesshomaru, but his bare foot collided with armor.

 

“You are such a fool.” Sesshomaru's voice was as indifferent and arrogant as ever, despite his injuries. Sesshomaru had moved to a position to where he was on his knees as he grabbed Inuyasha's foot and threw him onto the ground. It had all been one fluid motion, one second his arm was holding him up and the next second, he had rolled onto his knees, grabbed Inuyasha's foot, and slung him back.

 

Suddenly Inuyasha laughed. Sesshomaru was now standing and Inuyasha was sitting on his ass, laughing as he looked at his brother. The laughter was just as dark as it was after I released him from the tree.

 

“What do you find so funny?” Sesshomaru was clearly pissed off. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out.

 

“Sit!” Inuyasha shouted.

 

We were all stunned when Sesshomaru slammed face first into the dirt. Some how Inuyasha had managed to take off his prayer beads and slip them around Sesshomaru's neck. He rolled Sesshomaru onto his back when the spell relented a bit, before he said the word again.

 

Inuyasha then grabbed some kind of rope and tied Sesshomaru's wrist to one tree, and each leg to two more. He bound him to the forest floor with some kind of magic rope that I have never seen before or since.

 

Then, in front of all of us, Inuyasha decapitated Jaken.

 

Then, he grabbed Sesshomaru's human ward, a sweet little girl named Rin. She was probably a few years younger than Souta. He held her over Sesshomaru's stomach and he slashed her throat with his claws, letting her bleed all over Sesshomaru, as he struggled to save her.

 

I'll never forget the howl that came from Sesshomaru's lips as her lifeless body was tossed to the side. Then, Inuyasha hunched over Sesshomaru. He took his face in hands, that were coated with blood, and taunted Sesshomaru for his weakness. “You say I'm worthless, but you can't even save a stupid little toad or a weak human girl.” His voice was soft and cruel.

 

Inuyasha pulled away Sesshomaru's swords. He knew what both Tenseiga and Tokijin would do if Sesshomaru kept them on his person.

 

He tried to use Tetsusaiga, but it rejected him. The weird thing about Tetsusaiga was that Inuyasha could use it until he killed Rin, even though he had been a demon for a month.

 

“Here! You take it since you want it so bad! It's fucking useless to me now anyway.” He threw it on the ground out of Sesshomaru's grasp. “Let's get out of here. I want some ramen.” He turned back to Sesshomaru. “I hope you die a slow and painful death. I'm sure the lesser demons will enjoy ripping you to pieces.” Then we left. He didn't even give Sesshomaru a quick and merciful death.

 

That night when we got back to the village, I ran while Inuyasha was gone.

 

Every night, he went out looking for Kikyo.

 

I was so relieved to be home, but I should have known it wouldn't last long. I wasn't even out of the well house when I felt a clawed hand wrap in my hair, and jerk my head back.

 

I knew it was Inuyasha because I could smell the blood on him. He smeared it on my throat as his claws danced across my skin. “How could you run from me, Kagome? I thought you said that you love me. You said that you would always stay with me.”

 

I trembled as he whispered those words in my ear. Without giving me any time to answer, he jerked me back to the well by my hair. It hurt the way he pulled at my hair. My hands wrapped around his trying to get him to let me go, or at least loosen his grip, but he didn't.

 

His hand cracked across my face. I'm surprised it didn't break my jaw. He would have knocked me to the floor, if his hand hadn't been tangled in my hair. “You know he had it coming. All that shit he has done to me over the years, the way he treated me, and then when he finally saw me as a full demon he still fucking mocked me. The bastard got exactly what he deserved.” He snarled in my ear. “I am going to forgive you for running, but you will be punished.”

 

With those words said, he threw me into the well, and followed behind me.

 

I could hear Sango and Miroku crying when I got over the disorientation that I experience with the time jump.

 

Inuyasha's arm wrapped around my waist and he jumped, carrying me from the well.

 

I fell to my knees in horror and began to sob as I looked at Shippo's lifeless body. I still can't describe what his tiny body looked like.

 

“That will teach you not to run anymore.” He began to walk away. “I'll be back by dawn, and you better be here.”

 

The last thing he said was that he was going to look for Kikyo again.

 

**End Kagome's Diary**

 

Souta slammed the notebook shut. Tears were burning in his eyes, but he blinked them back. Slipping the notebook into the quiver of arrows Miroku had given him, he opened the door, and walked into the other room.

 

Souta knew he wasn't going to like the answer to his next question, but he had to ask it anyway. “Where's Sango?”

 

Miroku's head whipped around to face Souta. “The next time Kagome tried to escape was two years later, and Kouga helped her. Inuyasha killed Sango to punish them both.”

 

“You mean…”

 

“Sango was my mate. This is our only child. His name is Kohaku.” Kouga said as he walked up to them with a little half demon boy, who looked to be about ten.

 

`Sango's brother's name,' Souta thought. “I'm so sorry, Kouga. Both of you.”

 

Neither one of them said anything. What could they possibly say anyway?

 

“After that, Kagome quit trying to run.”

 

A/N: Please tell me what you think. If you have read this before, is it better? Is it worse? If you haven't, how was it?