InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Chaos ❯ Frozen ash ( Chapter 7 )

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"If you truly cared for the woman you would have let her die," a voice echoed in the darkness. Robed arms went towards the figures head and drew back the cloak's hood. A face as empty as the night greeted InuYasha. But the face held no darkness what so ever. Skin as white as snow graced the face of a tender looking boy. His face was gentle, but the eyes that it held were not. His eyes were as colorless as his skin and gleamed with hate. The glare that the boy gave him was laced with empty fury.

"You bastard," added the enraged boy. And with that he shrugged off the rest of the cloak and let it land around his feet on the floor. The moment the cloak touched the ground, white light exploded though the room. When InuYasha could finally adjust his near blinded vision to the light, he gasped. The room was now covered in a winter grace. The walls looked as though they had been painted in ice and mounds of snow now bleached the dirt floor that he and Kagome lay on.

Looking up InuYasha saw a completely white figure and his senses returned. The air hung heavy with the scent of demon.

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The bed mat that the two had shared for the past night was ablaze. The warmth that flowed from their entangled bodies had become fervid. The casual warmth, that the two normally shared, had progressed into a fiery heat. The girl that lie next to InuYasha was unconscious, but her body still was responding to their closeness. Recent circumstances had led them to their current position; with InuYasha's naked body being wrapped around Kagome's naked body. The only thing pressed between their two forms was the sweat that had rolled off them both.

The heat inside the bed roll was incensed. Kagome's body lie pressed against his, and with every breath she took their bare chests would collide. Every part of InuYasha, that was inside the bedroll, felt as though it were on fire. The skin that lie outside the bedroll, his shoulders and up, was taken by other feelings. Coldness struck his exposed skin as though the very air around him were frozen. The girl next to him nuzzled her face tighter in towards his neck in response to the sudden chill.

The cold that now lie upon InuYasha cleared his mind. Seconds ago a boy clad in shadows had appeared from nowhere and scolded him. He had declared that if he truly cared for Kagome that he would have let her die. Confusion that had momentarily taken over caused his body to go rigid. Every muscled seemed to solidify as he watched the boy remove his cloak. The empty darkness that had nested in their room disappeared when the boy's cloak struck the ground. Walls painted with ice glittered as though bathed in an unseen light. The sudden brightness blinded the once dark encrusted eyes of InuYasha. Windows and door were no longer visible beneath the sheets of ice. And the once dirt floor lay carpeted in a white snow. Standing in the center of this cold design was the boy. He stood naked in front of InuYasha with his skin as white as the snow beneath him. No part of his body was flawed by any darkness or shadow. His body simply stood with an empty perfection. White hair hung past his waist and danced around him as if there were some great wind in this small enclosure of ice.

Cold eyes glared at him from the young face. The eyes held a fury that the body's stance did not. The kid's mouth twisted into childish pout. "If you truly cared for the woman you would have let her die," the boy repeated.

"You piece of shit," InuYasha growled. He released Kagome from their embrace and with an ability no mortal could duplicate, leapt from their bedroll towards the nude boy before him. His reflections rode across the ice walls as his body raced towards its target. His movements were languid with a primal grace.

This boy's kinship with the cold and the frozen state of Kagome, from earlier, were an obvious connection. Even a mind as blunt as InuYasha's could see the certainty of the situation. Rage seared through his mind towards the one who caused Kagome such pain. Fueling his anger was the frustration that his body felt on his once warm, and hardened, parts being exposed to the ridiculous cold enamoring the room.

A strong growl tore from InuYasha's throat as his clawed hands found the neck of the boy. Rage borrowed through his body as one hand lifted up the body and the other impaled itself into the boy's chest. The moment his hands made contact with the child's flesh they lost all feeling. Nothing could be felt from the fingers that encircled the boy's neck. And the hand that was buried deep into the boy's chest turned frigid. All other sensations were forgotten as the blood inside of him became cold and began spread up his arm. Survival instinct over took InuYasha and he withdrew his arms quickly from the boy. The sudden action caused the boy's figure to fall to the ground. InuYasha ignored the sound of the boy hitting the snowy floor and stared at his hands. On his right hand, the one that had held the boy's neck, he could not feel his palm. Everywhere that skin had met skin felt numb.

His right hand has much worse off. This hand had dug deep inside the boy's chest cavity. Instead of his arm dripping with blood, as it normally would after such an attack, he found it blackened. Every part of his arm that had been in the boy's innards was now wrapped in charred skin. Layers of blues and blacks encased his arm. He had seen the effects of frostbite before, but never so severe. Nor had he ever seen frost bite on himself. The new sensation made the lower part of his right arm feel like a deadened weight.

A new wave of anger ripped through InuYasha as he drew his gaze from his mangled hands toward the now standing boy. "You bastard," growled the half demon. The boy smirked at him. At that moment an arrogance showed upon his young face that told InuYasha that the boy had planned that.

"You cannot touch me. Now go away and let me finish my business."

"I'll be damned if I let you get to Kagome again."

At his words, the boy let out a laugh. There was no evil or malice in his laugh, just the simple hysterics of someone who had just heard something funny. "You really think you can beat me??" giggled the boy. "You can't even touch me."

The white body of the boy could be seen as a clear reflection on InuYasha's eyes. Gold rings surrounded the bleached image of an angry child. An animalist noise rose from deep inside his throat and a red haze began to cloud his once yellow eyes.

He stood still. His demon side wanted nothing more than to rip into the arrogant child and make him pay for the injuries that he had caused to Kagome. But he couldn't use his `Blades of Blood' attack for fear of hurting Kagome in this small enclosed space. And his more rational side ordered him not to touch the kid again.

How could I inflict damage on someone that I couldn't touch??

Tetsusaiga.

He had left it near the bedroll when he had gone to sleep next to Kagome. InuYasha turned his head to cast his gaze behind him. The only thing that greeted his site was a half nude Kagome lying curled up in a snow cover bedroll.

Damnit! His sword should be right next to her!

InuYasha was brought back to the fight when another hysterical giggle broke through the room. "You aren't looking for that sword are you?" the boy laughed. "That silly rusted thing that was lying on the floor? Don't worry! It's still there." More insane giggling. "Just under a whole bunch of ice!"

Okay.

That's it.

Fuck the cold.

Burrowing his claws into the boy's chest had obviously not done much damage, even though there still was a gaping hole where his hand had been. This time InuYasha swung a clawed hand directly at his head. Daggers of flesh flew with a force and speed born of desperation. His eyes never left the youth's face, while images of a winter gore played through his mind.

When he finally reached his mark all that greeted him was empty air. InuYasha was left dumbstruck and staring at the iced wall the boy had been standing in front of. He turned around to see the demon child kneeling over Kagome. Naked flesh, as white as the snow, leaned over the bedroll where she slept. One hand went to Kagome's face and removed a stray strand of hair that had been misplaced. InuYasha noticed that the boy was careful not to let their skin touch. His movements were gentle and his face held something the half demon had not seen before on him. Pain.

Alarm ripped through InuYasha. "I said," he bellowed, "Don't touch her."

The boy laughed again. But this time the laughter held no humor. Instead it dripped with an almost visible sadness. "I can't keep wasting my time with you," the boy sighed, "Stupid human."

InuYasha could not keep the surprise of his face when he realized the boy was addressing him. Wasting time?? Human??? This time it was InuYasha's turn to laugh. The boy was a full demon. His power hit InuYasha's senses like a tidal wave. He should definitely have enough power to sense that I am half demon. "Do I look human to you, brat??" a new and arrogant rage came over him. "You have enough power! You should be able to tell another demon when you see one."

For the first time since arriving by Kagome's side the boy turned his gaze away from her. Questions lie on his young face and empty, white eyes bore into InuYasha's. "Do not lie to me mortal. I know the...........," his voice lingered for the right word," feel of demons. I have never felt any aura like yours but I do know that it is not demon."

InuYasha had thought he had could not get anymore angry with the child than he already was. At the boy's words, however, he had found that he was mistaken. Waves of pure heat seared through him. Self loathing for being only a halfling ripped though him. But behind his self hatred was a pure rage at all those who had ever reminded him of his mixed heritage. "I'm half demon," he grumbled incoherently.

The boy's gaze remained fixed on InuYasha. Unreadable thoughts and expressions traveled through his eyes. The child's face played at different emotions until it settled on one. The boy was smiling. Nothing cruel, or even sad, was in this smile, just the absolute happiness that only a child's smile can possess.

InuYasha had been staring at the boy, when the next thing he knew the boy was gone. The ground next to Kagome was barren. Shallow holes where the boy's legs had been were the only markings that he had ever been by Kagome.

It wasn't until the feeling of a searing cold came upon his lower half that InuYasha realized where the boy was. Coming up only to the lower part of InuYasha's chest, the boy had his arm slung around his waist. The boy who had just been attacking him now seemed to be hugging him.

What the fuck?

His rage drained away at such an unexpected action. The boy was still an Akurei and he had done unforgivable deeds, but his behavior caught off guard. The simple gesture reminded him of young his opponent actually was. But it still confused the hell out of him.

"My name is Shikai," the boy cried onto InuYasha's naked chest, "My father sent me to find that girl." His head nodded slightly behind him towards Kagome, before burying itself back into his skin. He could feel rivers of ice flowing from the boy's crying eyes unto his flesh. InuYasha's lower body was growing numb from the continuing embrace.

"He sent me out so I could find her. I wanted to help him so much. I didn't care what happened to the girl," Shikai sobbed into his chest. "But when I saw who I was sent out for I couldn't do it. I couldn't let him have her again."

"Again?" InuYasha mind was growing slow as the cold was taking over. Whatever else happened, this boy needed to let go of him soon.

"Yeah. That girl looks exactly like my mother." At those words InuYasha's mind became clear.