InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Lust ❯ Transfixed ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

The very first time I inhaled her scent–a fusion of liquid vanilla and a trace of honey–I had stopped my paroxysm. I had grown incredibly still, motionless. My surroundings blurred together, the variation of greens in the forest along with the dark browns of wood now identical. My rabid growling and hissing ceased along with my erractic breathing. All of my movements halted, including my attempt at freeing myself from my confines. I didn't know how long I had been against that god forsaken tree, the sacred sutras from those monks holding me prisoner. I barely remember losing control, but I do recall feeling empowered. My untamed demonic blood was coursing through my veins, pumping through my brain. I smelled, tasted, and craved death. Those bastards would pay–I felt saliva forming in the corners of my mouth thinking about the blood I would shed. I felt such a rush, such an insatiable blood lust. My claws, bloody and elongated, continued to scratch at the sutras, at the thick vines that continued to grow around me, trapping me. I howled in realization. Those damned monks were hypcrites! Only dark magic could manipulate the enviroment at such a unrealistic speed. And they claimed I was evil.

Humans were sickening.

The vines continued to grow, now spiraling around my torso. I clawed in an attempt to free myself, screaming, yelling, howling. And then...

My nose went into overdrive.

I sniffed and sniffed until my nose felt numb, until that damned luscious scent was embedded in brain, until I tasted it. My eyes snapped open–hell, I don't even remember shutting them. Even with my hanyou senses, with my demonic side in full control, I had to squint in a desperate attempt to pinpoint the direction of this scent. My head nearly swiveled off of my neck as I scrutinized my surroundings, before halting my blood-shot eyes directly in front of me. I subconsciously ran my tongue over my now seeping fangs, my ears flickering at the sudden change of atmosphere. I remember the setting sun filtering through the covert of the trees, highlighting various areas along the forest floor. I began to hear footsteps, which in turn, brought that beckoning scent closer to me. Growing impatient, I began to fidget again, clawing at the bark of the tree, trying to get closer.

And then, I saw her.

I don't remember exactly how it happened.

The next thing I knew, this human girl was standing directly in front of me, making her scent practically bombard my senses.

It was beginning to make me hazy..

Her eyes caught my attention first, even with my demon half being in control.

They were so blue – too fucking blue. I don't just mean a shallow blue or anything, they were more like a wild ocean –turbulent , luxuriant, and docile at the same time. They were so round, I couldn't help but focus on their depth, the different shades, tints, and hues beckoning my attention like a moth to a flame. A rough breeze blew in our direction, causing her hair to fan out around us, forming a private curtain, shielding out the burning rays of the sun.

I sniffed again, gulping down her scent like a starved dog.

Something was wrong here.

Why was I so drawn to this human girl?

Had she cast some type of spell on me?

Sensing her priestess aura, I growled, baring my fangs at her in a sickening fashion.

So the bitch thought she could cast a spell on me just like that? And I almost fell for it.

Her innocent eyes widened at the sight of me, making me smirk evilly.

"You ain't purifyin' me, bitch."

She frowned at my use of language more than likely, before stepping closer.

I stretched my hands out for her, attempting to rip her apart, my blood lust returning.

Before I could, however, she stealthily reached for the sacred sutras, tearing them off with ease, causing the vines to dissipate.

I was freed.

"I don't have any intentions of purifying you," she said, her eyes still wide.

"You've done nothing to me."

The sound of her voice made my ears twinge slightly, but I ignored it.

I flexed my claws, a maniacal smirk on my lips.

"I could rip you to shreds now, you foolish girl. You've just unleashed a powerful demon."

Said girl raised a brow, eying me in a way that I had never been eyed before.

Strangely enough, her gaze held no distaste or fear.

"I don't see a reason why you would have to do that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way."

With that, the girl spun on her heel, her long locks tickling my nose in the process.

That little proud attitude she held pissed me off. Who the fuck did she think she was?

Grabbing her arm, I yanked her back, slamming her against the tree she had just freed me from.

Her lips parted at the sudden contact, those damned blue eyes of her wide in shock.

"You listen, bitch. I don't know who the fuck you think you are –"

"I'm Kagome. Ka-go-me. That's who I am, there's no thought required," she snapped, her brows furrowing in anger.

"Is this any way to thank the person that saved you?"

I was stunned that this little fiery wench had the audacity to even stand up to me.

Did she not see me?

Not only was I a hanyou, but I was transformed.

I remember thinking how stupid that girl must have been.

And yet, as she shoved me aside and stomped off...

I found myself transfixed on her retreating figure.