InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Children of Light ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Kagome hadn't slept a wink. All she kept thinking about was that brief glimpse of a hunched over figure, that cape floating behind it. Was it a cape? Was it hair? She wasn't sure. But it had given the presence an unearthly feel. Of course, that didn't compare to the effect given by those triangular shapes. Had it been ears? It was so hard to tell. She had only caught site of the presence briefly, and it, he, she was sure it was a masculine voice, had been mostly concealed in shadows. But she had briefly seen two points come up, just a little higher then where she knew his head had to have been. She was sure she had also seen them just before she had fallen unconscious in the alley.

She knew she couldn't have imagined that, she had finally decided. After all, if she were to make up a fantasy of some dark savior (she had also decided that he must have been the one to rescue her and bring her home), the last thing she would have thought to imagine would have been those strange ears. Dog-ears were the best comparison she could come up with to describe them to herself.

But was it all her imagination, regardless of how unlikely she felt that to be? Had she hit her head harder then she thought? But then, how did she get home? Her mind and her heart were in a flux of emotions. Her entire world had been flipped on its ear, so to speak. A revelation had been made to her last night. A revelation that spoke of secret wishes and dark fantasies. This could change everything, for everyone, everywhere!

The sudden thought of that, of the world knowing, made her unbearably queasy in her stomach for some reason. Sighing, Kagome finally pushed all thoughts of the mysterious encounter aside. She was meeting Sango for lunch and it wouldn't do to keep her friend waiting. She hated when people had to wait on her, so she was always very punctual. She mused at times, believing she was like that because everything seemed to happen to her last. She was the late bloomer in every way. The last to get her first kiss, the last to have her body develop, the last to get her period. The last, and as of yet, to fall in love.

After reluctantly prying herself away from her over-worked mind, and ensuring the bump on her head was getting better, (thankfully it had only been a scratch) she peeled herself off her couch, where she had been staring at the balcony, all night.

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Inu Yasha groaned. He hadn't been able to sleep all night. He still couldn't believe that he had actually made himself known to her. That he had dropped down next to her on her balcony, and told her that he was a friend. What the hell was getting into him these days!? Ever since the other night, the night of the howling, he just hadn't been himself.

He kept catching flashes in his mind too, of that dream. He would be sitting, watching TV, when suddenly an image of a battle would flash through his mind. And a scream… every once in a while, he was sure he could hear a woman screaming. Even in the flashes he'd been getting in his waking moments, he could feel it, around him, tugging at his skin. A sound, a feeling, that wrenched out his insides. Like a fist punching through his chest, only to drag its way into his stomach and rip out his intestines. He had never heard, never felt, such a horrid sound in his life. Full of disbelief, anger, hurt and above all, immeasurable sorrow and suffering. If he never heard that sound again, for the rest of his indefinite existence, he would live to be a happy hanyou. And that was saying a lot.

Unable to think about the night in question any longer, he attempted to drag himself out of bed and headed for the shower. Miroku had left a message on his answering machine, several in fact, and wanted to know where he had gotten off too. He went on to babble something about sitting with three hot women all night, so the demon's presence wasn't exactly missed from what he gathered.

"Keh. Figures". Inu Yasha had thought to himself when he had first heard the messages.

"Leave it to that letch to drown himself in a sea of legs, ass and tits!" he growled softly. "What's the big deal anyways?"

He'd been around for a very long time and he couldn't care less about women. Of course, there was that one horribly failed attempt with that one girl, what was her name, Kikyou. Leave it to Miroku to hook him up with a psychopath! After that little experiment, he never tried again. Women were too…too stupid! And weak!

Knowing that Miroku would most likely be over soon to gush about his night, Inu Yasha hurried his pace to the shower. He didn't need that pervert walking in on him in the shower.

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"What!?" Kagome exclaimed, starring wide-eyed at her best friend. "You're actually going out with him?" she questioned again.

Sango toyed with her cup of coffee as she looked down at an interesting spot on their table, guilt apparent on her face.

"Uh…yeah" she finally managed to get out, looking up into her best friend's eyes with an expression that asked for reassurance and understanding, when she quietly added, "I hoped you wouldn't mind".

"Huh?" was Kagome's confused and intelligent reply. "What do you mean?" All traces of surprise removed from her face, replaced by the now common look, at least these days, of confusion.

"Well" Sango began, ringing her fingers in her hand nervously. "I know we all made you approach him last night, and by right's he's yours…but…ah…well, you see…" Sango was unable to finish her stuttering sentence, as she was surprisingly cut off by her friend's hysterical laughter.

Sango gawked at her friend, unable to figure out what was so funny. Did she have a foam mustache on her lip from her café late? Instinctively she raised a hand to her lips to wipe away at the offending milk mustache, but this just caused Kagome to laugh all the harder.

"I…I'm sorry" Kagome managed between fits of laughter. "I'm not…not laughing…at you," she added, laughing so hard she had to wipe a few stray tears from her eyes.

Taking a deep steadying breath, Kagome finally manages to compose herself, more or less, as she smiles warmly at her friend. "Sorry Sango, you just seemed so nervous. I know you like this guy, and that's great! You know I didn't even want to approach him to begin with".

"Really?" Sango looked into her best friends eyes. Relief and hope glittering in her intense gaze.

"Of course" Kagome reassured her. "I was just a little surprised because he came off as such a letch", she added with a grin.

Sango blushed deeply. "Yeah, well, you're not totally wrong there" she said quietly, looking away from her friends gaze.

Kagome's eyebrows quirked up. "Huh? Sango did something happen? Already!? Damn it girl, you must spill!" Kagome eagerly pushed her friend for the details.

"No, no, nothing like that" Sango didn't think she could get any redder. "He's…he's just got wandering…eyes <cough>… among other things" she added with a nervous cough and an even deeper blush. Apparently she could get redder.

"Uh-huh" Kagome grinned at her friend. Clearly indicating that she believed there was something Sango wasn't telling her.

"Come on Kagome!" Sango was quick to defend, "You know I'm not like that! Anytime he tried to grab me, I swatted him with my purse".

"Ouch" Kagome winced. Sango carried everything but the kitchen sink in her bag. Well, maybe even that sometimes.

"That must have hurt," she added, earning a giggle from Sango who knew exactly what her friend was thinking.

"And you want to see this guy again?" Kagome looked at her friend with a knowing glance.

"Yeah, I do. There's just something about him I can't quite explain".

"I see" Kagome wasn't exactly sure what to say to that. It wasn't like Sango to be taken with a guy so easily.

"Anyways" Sango interjected before she completely lost her nerve. "That's partly what I wanted to talk to you about. I need your help".

"Huh?" Kagome questioned, wanting to kick herself for the one syllable reply. Since when had that phrase become such an apparent part of her vocabulary? It was like she was actually loosing brain cells every time she uttered the word.

"Well you see, he has this friend…"

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"WHAT!?!" Inu Yasha screamed in Miroku's face, giving his perverted friend an up close view of his sharp and deadly canines, that smelt refreshingly of mint, Miroku was happy to discover. Having not really enjoyed the idea of having stale doggie breath blasted into his face.

"Inu Yasha" Miroku calmly began to speak, maintaining his composure, while discreetly trying to edge his way away from the sharp canines, mint or no mint. "I don't understand why you are getting so over emotional about this".

"I am NOT over emotional!" Inu Yasha continued to yell at his friend, who was now plastered against the back of the couch while Inu Yasha stood over him, glaring down at his treacherous friend.

"How can I be over emotional when I don't give a shit! You got that? I don't give a shit!" he yelled one final time before walking back to slump into his recliner.

"Obviously…" Miroku whispered under his breath.

Inu Yasha growled and twitched his ears in his friend's direction, obviously aware of his little comment, but graciously deciding to let it pass.

"Come on now Inu" Miroku added in his regular upbeat voice. "It will be fun. I met this girl's friend. She is very pretty and very nice. I'm sure you'll like her. Have I ever steered you wrong?" he grinned, knowing full well what reaction this would get him.

"And what the hell do you call that mess with that Kikyou bitch, you asshole!?" Inu Yasha was practically foaming at the mouth at the mere thought of what he had gone through with that crazy woman.

"Ah yes…well" Miroku paused as he scratched the top of his head. "Well, she was a special circumstance, and look, you remembered her name. That says a lot", he grinned widely.

"How the hell could I forget her name jackass! She only spray painted it onto my fucking corvette when I told her I didn't want to be with a fucking crazy bitch like her!" at the thought of his poorly abused black '77 corvette stingray, Inu Yasha's anger began to rise to a whole new level. The smoke was almost visibly coming out of his ears. He had to get his car re-painted. Twice! The bitch had done it twice!

Miroku, seeing the seething anger growing in Inu Yasha, decided it was probably best to avert the conversation from the crazy, corvette hurting psychopath.

"Come on Inu. For me. Sango Doesn't know me yet and wants to go out in a group with one of her friends first. Come on, it'll only be tonight" he said with a reassuring smile.

Inu Yasha was beyond annoyed. He didn't want to go out and baby-sit some stupid woman because Miroku was trying to get some action.

"I want to go see her" he thought to himself. "Huh? Where did that come from?" He thought again.

"Shit! Women piss me off" He growled aloud.

Miroku, taking this as the best yes he was going to get from his incredibly moody friend, got up from the couch and walked over to the steaming hanyou and patted him on the shoulder. "Thanks man. I owe you one".

"Damn straight you do!"

"Come on, I'll buy you lunch" Miroku added without missing a beat.

"Keh. Better get your credit card warmed up" Inu Yasha grinned wickedly as he got up from the recliner.

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"Sango, are you sure about this?" Kagome asked nervously.

They were suppose to meet Miroku and his friend here at the packed Martini bar for some quick drinks and a light snack, before heading out for the remainder of the night.

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"Of course I'm sure" Miroku replied to reassure his fidgety friend. Inu Yasha really didn't like noisy, packed places.

"Oh wait, I think I see her" he called over his shoulder to Inu Yasha, to get him to follow him, as he made his way to the goddess near the back of the room.

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"Hey Kag!" Sango screeched in her ear, "There he is!" she yelled happily as she noticed Miroku walking towards her.

He was wearing loose blue designer jeans and a light sweater, colored in blue and white that stretched taught over his muscular chest. Sango couldn't help the hungry look that crossed her eyes as she subconsciously bit the corner of her lip.

"Hey" She heard him call out to her, waving his hand to get her attention, as he continued to walk towards her.

Sango waved back, pulling Kagome behind her, who gave a startled squeal but quickly followed behind. Kagome hadn't been paying attention. For just a moment, as she had been looking towards the front entrance of the bar, she thought she had caught a glimpse of…something. She was getting tired of hallucinating all the time.

"It's great to see you" Miroku smiled, taking Sango's hand as he placed a gentle kiss on the back of her soft smooth skin, which instantly caused Sango to turn three shades of red. She looked beautiful in her simple black dress that hung to just above her knees and which sported a deep plunging neck line that gave Miroku an excellent opportunity to fantasize about what lay underneath.

Sango fought desperately to fight away the flush on her cheeks, as she gave him a shy smile, "You too". Man he looked good enough to eat.

Hearing a slight `remember me' cough from Kagome behind her, Sango snapped back to attention, "Of course, you remember my friend Kagome" she finally continued with a wide smile.

"How could I forget?" Miroku smiled warmly, as he in turn kissed Kagome's hand in greeting, but not lingering nearly as long as he had done with Sango.

"Nice to see you again" Kagome replied, thankful to retrieve her hand back.

Miroku nodded at the polite sentiment and began to turn slightly to face behind him, "Allow me to introduce my…friend?" Where the heck had Inu Yasha disappeared too?

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"That stupid perverted jerk!" Inu Yasha grumbled silently to himself. He had looked away for one freaking second and that pervert was gone! Inu Yasha hated being in loud, crowded, noisy places, but he needed to find Miroku first. If only to beat him upside the head for dragging him here in the first place. Yeah, that would make him feel better. Lots better.

He slowly made his way through the crowded room, knowing it would be useless to sniff out his friend. There were just too many scents for one to stand out this far away from him. Then something grazed his nose. A slight whiff of something… he couldn't place it exactly, it was overlapped with other scents, but it tickled his nose and he sneezed. Looking over in the direction the soft scent was coming from, that had somehow managed to make itself known to him in the tangle of other scents, he spotted Miroku. He was standing in front of two women. The women had their backs facing Inu Yasha.

Inu Yasha watched him as he greeted the women and rolled his eyes when he noticed Miroku proceeding to kiss the second girls hand. Inu Yasha had come up behind the two women just as Miroku turned behind him, probably looking to introduce Inu Yasha, when he sensed the woman in front of him stiffen… that scent…

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Miroku was confused. Wasn't he just here? But just as he turned his head back to his lovely awaiting audience, Miroku spotted a scowling Inu Yasha standing behind the two women.

"Inu Yasha!" he called out in delight, "There you are".

At the sound of Miroku calling his friends name, both Sango and Kagome turned behind them to greet the new comer.

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Kagome couldn't explain it. Just as Miroku had turned to grab his now missing friend, electricity had shot up Kagome's spine. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end. She stiffened.

Then she saw Miroku's face light up as he turned to face her and Sango again, and smiled as he called to his friend, who apparently was now standing behind them, if Miroku's gaze was any indication. She and Sango both turned to greet the friend when Kagome's vision was suddenly filled with colors of silvery white and golden pools.

She promptly fainted.