InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Delusions ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Author’s Notes: Thank you for your patience readers! As promised, here is the next chapter to Delusions.

Delusions Chapter Two Rated - M (for suggestive adult themes, references to some violence, and coarse language) Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.

Kagome could not believe that she was back in the feudal era. She knew that she just needed to turn around and go home. She had no business here and there was nothing left here for her. Everything that she had loved was gone from this beautiful chaotic place. A tear glistened down her cheek as memories washed over her. Her surroundings clearly evoking even more buried thoughts of long ago. She turned to reenter the well. Swinging her legs over the side of the well she mentally chose her family over whatever was left here; a whispered prayer for her past comrades. She closed her eyes and leapt down...but rather than feeling the slip through time she felt nothing. Opening her eyes she realized she had stopped midair. ‘What the…’ she thought. Kagome tried to look around but she was frozen in air. She heard a dark laugh from behind and suddenly she was pulled backwards toward the forest. “Who's there? What do you want from me?” Kagome called to her unseen assailant after she had stopped moving. She could feel fear wrack through her but she tried to be brave in the face of it. “You made me wait sixteen years...tsk tsk tsk” said the voice. “Let go of me and I will make you wait 500 more,” Kagome yelled. She tried to get out of the grasp but she was held tight in the air. All she could see was the well several feet in front of her and the surrounding flora. “Afraid to show your face Naraku? Afraid I might scratch it off and you'll have to get a new one?” She taunted. She knew that voice and she could finally feel his taint wash over her. Curiously, she hadn't picked it up before she became ensnared which worried her. “I knew you'd be back, I just did not think it would take so long,” he said from behind her. Naraku flipped Kagome around and lowered her so that she was standing but still did not release her so that she could move freely. Naraku was wearing his baboon skin cloak but the hood was pulled back. Whether or not this was a puppet, Kagome did not know for sure but if she had to guess she would say that this was a puppet before her. Naraku was too cowardly to risk anything; even when it came to subjugating a human woman. Although, this woman wasn't a mere human but a miko. So, perhaps Naraku was being wise rather than cowardly. Even Kagome didn't know the extent of her own power and Naraku was not one to take unnecessary risks. He stepped close to her and reached out a hand and traced her face with a finger. Such close contact with Naraku made Kagome gag. When he touched her it shocked her and sent a shiver to her core. “What do you think you are doing?! Don't touch me!” She screamed. Naraku chuckled and lowered his hand to her neck and ran his hand along her collarbone through her sweater and shirt slicing the material with a razor-sharp nail towards her shoulder. Her shirt slipped down her arm and exposed her bare shoulder and an old scar that sat near the base of her neck . Kagome blanched but refused to move. “Oh, but do I have plans for you. You shouldn't have run all those years ago. It has made things worse for you but so, so sweet for me,” Naraku purred. He had an evil smirk and the glint in his red eyes made Kagome unconsciously gulp. She wanted to squirm but again she didn't want to give him the satisfaction that he affected her so. Thankfully, she couldn’t even squirm involuntarily. “What do you want from me?” Kagome asked. She knew that he would have nothing good to say but she felt it was better to get it out of the way since Naraku obviously wanted her to play along. Naraku’s smile deepened. “You made me wait, now I will make you wait. I'm patient and these things will unfold in due time.” He released Kagome and she stood her ground to him. Naraku suddenly flew away and disappeared into the trees. Kagome still could hear his voice echo through the wood as he taunted her one last time. “Glad to see that nasty bite wound healed up nicely,” Naraku’s voice echoed. Kagome unconsciously reached up to touch her exposed shoulder. A jagged, crescent shaped bite scar puckered above her collarbone just before her shoulder. Before she could reason anything out she felt another demonic presence hurtling towards her. A familiar demonic presence…. “NARAKU!” the demon yelled. “Inu….Yasha…” Kagome whispered. She was within the treeline and she quickly ducked behind a tree. Not that she could hide from his nose, but she was not ready to face him. ‘Funny,’ She thought, ‘I can stand down Naraku but I can't do the same to HIM!’ She peered around the tree to watch him approach. It was the hanyō. His red suikan was a giveaway; even from a distance. He had Tessaiga drawn when he landed by the well in a battle stance. “Naraku! Come out and face me you coward! I know you're here! I can pick up your stench a mile away!” Inuyasha yelled. He jerked around, sword in hand looking for his opponent. “Damn,” he said softly, realizing that the demon had fled and drove Tessaiga into the ground absently. The sword reverted back to its old, tarnished form. Inuyasha threw himself down into a sitting position near the well and crossed his arms. He closed his eyes and lowered his head, possibly in reflection. Kagome stood glued behind the tree. Any idea of what to do at that moment abandoned her. ‘Why was he here?!’ Inuyasha jerked his head up, nostrils flaring. “Ka…” He lept up and began to sniff the air. Turning towards the well he grabbed the sides and peered down it. Quickly he jumped into the well and after a brief moment, back up again. He looked quite confused. He could smell her. Was she here? Kagome chided herself for being so cowardly. She had done nothing wrong and she knew she needed to get back to her own time before anyone noticed she was missing. Gathering her nerve she stepped out from behind the tree. Inuyasha spotted her instantly. He hesitated for a moment before he began to approach her. Kagome bristled inside. Rage began to boil up within and tears began to fall down her cheeks, unbidden. Oddly enough the rage dissipated as Inuyasha neared and the rage was replaced by sorrow and a tinge of longing. She was totally confused about how to feel. Anger for the man who had betrayed her and destroyed what she held dear...sadness for a lost love...guilt for what they had done...hope for….something else, perhaps? So many feelings twisted around inside of her. Hope was what she saw on Inuyasha’s face as he finally reached her. He looked just as she remembered sixteen years ago. It wasn't fair that he see her like this...aged so much. Her legs gave out, but of course Inuyasha caught her. He drew her close and placed his head in hers. Kagome broke down and began to sob into his chest, clenching his haori into her fists. “Kagome…...why?” Inuyasha asked softly. The rage that had been momentarily quelled was suddenly stoked back to life. Kagome thrust herself away from him, finding a newfound strength in her anger.   “Don’t you touch me?!” She yelled vehemently, “How dare you think you can lay your hands on me after what you did, Inuyasha!” Inuyasha looked stricken, and his eyes gleamed with an unknown emotion for only a second. Then his expression turned neutral and he looked hard at Kagome. She clutched at her sliced clothing and stared hard at him in return. “What’re you talking about? He asked. Kagome opened her mouth to continue but was interrupted as she saw people heading towards the valley. Disbelief washed over her as she saw what she had thought to be destroyed draw closer. It was everyone she had held dear from the feudal era. Kagome shook her head in disbelief. “I don't understand…” She trailed off. This couldn't be? After what she had witnessed sixteen years ago she was dumbfounded. Inuyasha looked over at his friends: Miroku, Sango, Shippō, and Kirara. They had followed him here after he had barreled out of a hut screaming Naraku’s name, sensing the evil presence as well. For once he was at a loss for what to do...or say. Kagome had left without a word all those years ago and Inuyasha had been left wondering why. Why had she left? Why didn't she come back after a few days like she normally did? Did the well close? Was it his fault? He just did not know. Clearly, from Kagome’s reaction to him he was at fault and that cut him deep. Once the crowd of people was close enough to see Kagome, they all hesitated and looked to Inuyasha for direction but he just stared mutely at Kagome. Sango broke away from the small group. “Kagome-chan?” She questioned, “Is it really you?” “Sango?” Kagome said, near a whisper. She bit back tears that burned at her eyes. Sango ran to her long lost friend and enveloped her in a hug. Both women broke down in tears in the embrace. Miroku had walked over to the women and grinned with happiness. Shippō, who had obviously grown into a young man...er…demon joined in on the hug and Kagome exclaimed on how grown up the young kitsune looked. “My gosh. Look at you Shippō. I can't believe how big you've gotten.” Shippō laughed at a deeper octave than she had ever heard from the kitsune. “I can't have stayed little forever, Kagome.” Miroku took the chance to break in, “It's good to see you again Kagome. What kept you away for so long?” He also hugged Kagome and she couldn't help but to notice the lack of groping that she had (almost) grown accustomed to years ago. Kagome looked at all of her friends and dropped her smile. She ignored the lump that had built in her throat and tried to form a coherent explanation. “It's just that...it's because...you were all...you all died. Inuyasha killed all of you.”

Next time on Delusions…. “I...I…” Kagome stammered, “I cradled your body in my arms” She said gesturing at Shippō . “I was soaked in your blood from the massacre. I couldn't stop him.” Kagome looked so confused, as did those around her. Inuyasha most of all.