InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Curse passed on once more ❯ All the thing i have to take ( Chapter 6 )

They had searched all day, and found nothing. The rain last night hadn't exactly helped, InuYasha could hardly find a scent. He did notice the fading smell of a demon, since he felt no presence of it, he didn't give it a second thought. Miroku had told him that Sango was still mad and had barred the door. He ha d laughed while Miroku scowled. He told his friend that Sango could rest easy soon when they found Yoko, but now he was staring to have doubts, and it was getting dark. He shook the rain drops off of his ears, from the tree he had just jumped into and scanned the edge of the village, for what had to be the tenth time. There had been no sight of the girl, no one had seen her, but for the day before. This made things harder. Miroku appeared below him on the ground.

"InuYasha this does not bode well. There is a strange demonic presence there in the forest, and some footprints, but nothing more. I fear this may become complicated."

"I know Miroku" he said, not taking his eyes off the setting sun. when he did look down, Miroku looked withdrawn, and tired. He was rubbing his eyes and sighing. He had never seen him not composed. He had searched the forest. That's where the rain had made it particularly difficult to smell anything. The foot prints where smudged and could have been anyone's, and the presence there was weak as well, as if the demon was weak. He looked back over the horizon as Miroku began to speak again.

"I fear she has been taken" His voice held no emotion, just straight forward and bland.

InuYasha scoffed

"That's stupid, Miroku. She just got farther away than we thought, and this damned rain isn't helping much."

"InuYasha, think about it. The footprints in the forest couldn't have been just anyone's. And the demon. Why would it just come, and do nothing? Somehow I doubt it was just sight seeing. The facts are all there. I believe my daughter has been taken." His voice was hard, angry almost. InuYasha eyed him surprised. He hadn't really thought, that….it had seemed so impossible. And now that Miroku had said it out loud, it seemed all that more absurd.

Damn this wasn't going to be easy.

InuYasha slid the papered door shut, and walked into the main room. There were zabuton placed around the low table, and he could smell the food being prepared. The darkness pressed around outside, and he moved to close the outer doors. He walked into a separate room, where Kagome was placing food in small bowls. Souta was fastened to her back by a broad sash, and she smiled and stood when he entered. InuYasha smile back and walked over, and kissed her. She looked at him hopefully. InuYasha stepped back and sighed.

"No. I'm sorry Kagome we didn't find her." Strangely Kagome smiled, and turned picking up the bowls. She walked past him.

"He's left you know. Koishi left. And considering you didn't find her, I'm glad. It would have been a shame for him to go, and find for no reason." She shot over her shoulder. InuYasha stood stunned for a moment, before stomping after her. She placed the blows down, and moved Souta around to the front of her. She grasped him with one hand, and untied the sash with the other. She sat down.

"What do you mean he's gone, when, how did he get past me and Miroku?" Kagome only smiled, and motioned for him to sit down.

"How can you sit there like that, you were so worried about Yoko last night, and now your own soon is gone. Damnit that kid…what is it with leaving and not telling anyone? Is this one of the `fads' back in your time you didn't tell me about?"

"InuYasha, calm down, and eat. I trust Koishi, he's out o find the girl he loves, I figure you should be proud, considering you did it once for me…" InuYasha could only stare open-mouthed at his wife. Finally he sat down, still huffy, and promising to kill his son when he got back.

"You still talk more shit than anyone I know" Kagome only smiled and said

"Yes dear."

(* all the things I have to take*)

"Damnit" Koishi swore. He couldn't smell Yoko anywhere. By now his parents must have found out he wasn't there anymore, and he thanked the gods his father hadn't yet come after him. At least he didn't hear or sense anyone but himself in the dark. He had no idea how he was supposed to find his friend. He should try to find her when his father and his friend hadn't found her after five or so hours.

Things weren't going so well for himself either, but he had to try. How could she have just gone like that? He and her had been friends since he could remember, he knew she hadn't exactly been one of the guys but she surely wasn't one of the girls. And for all he knew, he was her only friend, and that only when she didn't need something to beat up.

And now she had disappeared, gone, who knows where, and not even told him.

Although he was a little offended by her actions, he didn't think it was because of him. Yoko had been threatening to leave for years. Now she had just done what she said she would.

Koishi tied up his silver streaked hair with a black paper tie, and cracked his knuckles. He couldn't smell her as well as he thought he should, but he was only a quarter demon. He moved off in the direction he thought she would go. Into the woods, to tangle up her scent, and get lost, so no one could follow her directly. If this wasn't where she had run off to, he was at a loss for the moment. The summer air was thick, there was too much humidity in the air, making it seem hard to breathe, and sweat already beaded on his brow. There wasn't any moon, and more clouds rolled in blocking any chance of light he might have had. But his eyes were quite good, seeing in the dark wouldn't be a problem, hoping his father wouldn't come after him, was another deal altogether. He leapt silently from the trees, heading north. He had to do this, and he had to find her. Maybe this time he could prove himself in her eyes.

Yoko woke sitting up. He whole body moved stiffly, but it was because she was wrapped tightly in yards of a silk kimono. She swallowed hard taking in as much of herself as she could, forcing her panic down, but a harsh anger was right behind it. The kimono was of a deep mahogany color, and white, held firmly under her breasts by a gold embroidered purple obi. She couldn't even bend the few inches or so, to get out of the chair. She was held immobile.

"My worst fear…" she taunted herself bitterly, " I'm trapped by a kimono…" she sat back stiffly, her geta covered feet, planted firmly in before her.

The room was bare, but for a fireplace that cast the room in dim light, and warming it. There was an Oriental rug on the floor, leading from where she sat to the end of the room. On her right was a door way, as if someone had wanted to place something there but didn't. The papered walls around her showed no shadows from the fire light, and she wondered if anyone really did live here. The floor under the rug was polished wood, gleaming from obvious great care. There were no windows, and it was almost impossible to tell the time. But Yoko thought it might be close to midnight.

She let out a stream of curses under her breath. She really should have practiced walking in the kimono her mother had given her.

She looked around the room, refusing to panic, refusing to believe she didn't now what was going on. A movement caught her attention, and she tensed a bit. But it was only a black cat slinking through the door way. She reigned in her emotions, but the cat was too normal not to be weird. The chair she was in was high backed, and she couldn't see around the back where the cat seemed to be headed. She couldn't turn around, but she loathed to let the animal out of her sight, though it had done nothing yet.

It left her line of vision, and her hold body tensed, waiting, expecting something. When nothing happened, she dared to breathe. Her shoulders and back muscles were cramping, and she slowly tried to relax. She let out another pent up sigh, but stilled again at the hand on her shoulder.