InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Delusions ❯ Chapter Six ( Chapter 6 )

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

Author’s Notes: And we are back in the past.

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

Sango was in tears from Kagome’s story. Miroku and Shippō both looked quite stoic. Inuyasha, on the other hand, had left during Kagome’s retelling. She had not noticed him leave, so she was not sure what he did or did not hear. Either way, it hurt her more than she cared to say or show. ‘Does he not care? Or does it make him angry?’ she thought, but she did not let her face show these feelings. She had laid out her heart and he could not be bothered to even hear her out. “Oh, Kagome! I'm so sorry that you had to go through that!” Sango lamented and launched herself into Kagome’s arms. Miroku gave a sheepish grin, “Sorry, she is much more emotional after having the children.” Sango sniffed and punched her husband in the shoulder. “Excuse me for having feelings.” Miroku only chuckled at the gesture. Kagome, herself, felt quite relieved to have finally told the story since she had not shared it with anyone aside from her mother. She patted Sango on the back in the aim of comforting her friend. “I’m OK. Really,” Kagome offered, trying to be convincing. Finally Sango released her and wiped her tears. “Well, it's in the past. You are all alive and well. Though I am still a little confused.” Kagome tried to reassure them. Miroku looked over at her, “Kagome, what happened that night for us was fairly simple. That night after Inuyasha left, you left shortly after. He returned...you did not. We searched for you, Inuyasha more than anyone, but we could not find any trace of you. It wasn't until the next day that Kirara returned and we found out through her that you had returned to your own time.” Kagome grew puzzled. ‘Still nothing makes sense.’ She absently touched her scar, reminding herself that something did, in fact, happen. “Well, I didn’t imagine it...” The house grew silent for a moment. Kagome withdrew into herself and her friends were unsure of how to proceed. Their long lost comrade had suffered greatly and they did not know how to help. Shippō, however, could not stand the silence. “Ummm, Kagome...Maybe you should go try and talk to Inuyasha. I mean, he's been sulking around ever since you left. That's a lot of sulking...even for him.” Kagome looked at the Kitsune. He really had grown up. He always had been mature for his age, but now he looked the part. She smiled at him, “Yeah, you're probably right. Is he where I think he is?” “Most likely,” Shippō offered. She stood up and gripped the haori to her. Memory struck her though before she could make another move. “Oh no!” “What?!” her friends said in unison. They all stood up at Kagome’s exclamation. She had not filled them in on her life during the past sixteen years. She wasn't really ready to do so either. At least not yet. “I forgot...something...back at home. They will start to worry if I am not back soon.” Sango nodded her head in consideration. “There is plenty of time to catch up. We understand. As long as you do promise to come back?” She left it as a question. None of them seemed sure if the girl they knew would return. “Tell you what, I will let you take the haori as insurance that you will come back. It is one of my best ones and I would like it back,” Sango finished. Kagome smiled, “Yes, of course. There are so many things to tell you. And I cannot wait to meet your children.” “Yes, well you will definitely need time for that,” Miroku chuckled. Shippō stepped over to Kagome. “I'll walk you back, if that's ok?” “I'd like that,” she replied softly. They all said their goodbyes and Shippō led Kagome back to the Bone-Eater’s Well. Shippō mostly chatted about his time as a full-fledged kitsune and the responsibilities that came with it. Mostly he spoke to fill the silence of their short trip. Kagome did her best to smile and nod at him as he regaled her with some heroic stories, but she was too busy trying to mentally prepare herself for the next trip back. Would she even be able to make it back again? She had work and a family now. They would most definitely discover her absence if she were to remain here any longer and they would notice her leaving to come back at some point. Well, Amaya and her mother may. Takashi was so busy with work lately that she was amazed he even bothered to come home for the night. What was really on her mind was what to say to Inuyasha...if and when she saw him again. She was racked with guilt. She had let her judgment be clouded by her insecurities and that was her downfall. Had she trusted in Inuyasha, maybe none of this would have happened. The possibilities seemed endless to her and none of them seemed to excuse her behavior. Clearly Inuyasha was not interested in seeing her since he had left during her account of sixteen years ago. She felt as though she should at least try to apologize to him, even if he hated her. The thought that he didn’t have anything to say to her was almost more than she could bear. She had not noticed that Shippō had fallen into a companionable silence. He was more observant and thoughtful than she had realized. They soon neared the Bone-Eater’s well and Kagome could see the Goshinboku Tree in the distance. Waiting by the well was Inuyasha, himself. Perhaps that is why Shippō had stopped talking, because he could sense Inuyasha ahead. Kagome was not sure. Shippō stopped once he realized that Kagome had caught sight of Inuyasha. “I think you can find the way from here, Kagome. Please come back so we can all catch up,” the kitsune said. “Thanks, Shippō,” Kagome said and gave the kitsune a hug in farewell. She watched as he walked off and as soon as he was several feet away, she steeled herself for her meeting with Inuyasha and walked towards him. His face was still unreadable. ‘Can’t he at least look happy, mad, or sad so that I can know what to say?’ She was not used to being the one at fault. Normally it was the hanyō that made blunders in their relationship. A thousand things ran through her mind but she could only pull up blanks when she opened her mouth. ‘I’m sorry...I’m sorry...I’m sorry. Why is this so hard?’ she chided herself. “Inuyasha…” she started, but before she could say anymore he reached out and pulled her into an embrace. She was sure that if anyone saw her then they would have seen a look of shock cross her face. ‘Do I have anymore tears left? Is there any emotion that I haven’t felt today?’ she asked herself. Burying her head into his chest she just breathed deeply and savored the moment. He had not asked anything of her...yet...and for that she was grateful. With the moment savored Kagome knew she needed to say something. “Inuyasha, please, I need to say something…” she mumbled into his chest. She felt him take a deep breath and eased his hold so that she was able to speak her mind. With her head lowered she spoke knowing that he would be able to hear her words, “I’m...I’m so, so sorry”. The realization that the past sixteen years had been a lie was crushing her. “I...I...can’t even begin t...to apologize for what I did. I did the one thing I promised never to do to you...I...I...I betrayed you!” Quickly she glanced up at him and Inuyasha looked sanguine, given the circumstances, and then averted her gaze. Kagome was confused by this, he’d seemed so solemn before. “Kagome, I don’t blame you for what happened,” Inuyasha said softly. With one arm still holding her, he was looked down at her and lightly gripped her by the chin forcing her to look up at him as her face was downcast in shame. “You’re here now. That’s all that matters.” She looked into his eyes and found that they were full of an intensity she had not experienced in a long time, as if he only saw her and she were all that mattered here and now. Her breathing picked up and she suddenly became self-conscious of her shallow breaths. His gaze and scent were an intoxicating mix to her and she could not help but feel butterflies in her stomach as he held her so close. Still holding her chin hostage, he lowered his face to hers and pressed his lips to hers. His lips were soft and they pressed against her own with a gentle desire. Warmth flooded through her and she surrendered herself to him, throwing her arms around him and tangling her fingers into his long, silken hair. The kiss deepened and Kagome could feel the warmth move to her belly and her head began to swim. Her mouth opened to his as she matched his rhythm and a moan escaped her. Her delicate moans incited him to pull her closer and he let go of her chin and wrapped his arm back around her to hold the small of her back which caused her to arch into his chest. She couldn't remember the last time she felt this way and was greatly disappointed when Inuyasha broke off the kiss abruptly. In a very small part of her mind she thought it may have been for the best. She wasn’t really sure she had the wherewithal to control herself at this point. Kagome’s vision was hazy and it took her a moment to collect herself. Glancing dreamily up at the hanyō, she noticed he was staring at the well and not at her. Slowly, she followed his gaze. Something was coming out of the well! She could vaguely hear grumbling as the interloper scaled the well and swung their legs over the side of the well. Kagome’s heart dropped. ‘Oh no..’ She thought. ‘This isn't happening.’ The girl who had emerged from the well gaped at her surroundings and sat still for a moment facing the opposite direction. Finally, she turned around and spotted the two people who were standing a few feet away in what appeared to be a lover’s embrace. “Mama?” the girl called questioningly. Kagome’s heart found its way back into her chest and began to beat at lightening speed. “Amaya?!” She said incredulously. She broke away from Inuyasha guiltily. Amaya just stared at the pair in front of her. She had never seen anything like the man next to her mother. “Amaya, how did you get here?!” Kagome called to her. “Mama, where are we?” Amaya asked, staring at Inuyasha. Kagome peeked at Inuyasha. He looked quite taken aback. She sure as hell did not know how to explain this one. What would he think about her now? “Did she just call you her mother?” the hanyō asked. Now it was his turn to be incredulous. Amaya answered for her mother and walked over to her, “Yes, I did and who, might I ask, are you?” Despite the fact that the girl had never seen anything quite like Inuyasha before, she was still unafraid and faced him down. Inuyasha’s eyebrow rose in a quizzical fashion. He was obviously caught off guard here. Kagome was, too, but she had to recover quickly. “This is Inuyasha,” She answered. “That's a weird name,” She began. Inuyasha looked a bit insulted by this but Amaya continued, “I guess it fits since you seem kind of weird looking.” “Hey!” he shouted. “Amaya!” Kagome gasped. “Are those ears?” Amaya asked, unabashed. She walked closer to Inuyasha and studied his ears. Kagome could tell that Inuyasha was having a difficult time controlling his urge to hit something. He never did take being insulted well. “Amaya, what are you doing here?” Kagome redirected. She reached for the girl and pivoted her around. She looked from Inuyasha to her mother and remembered how worried she had been moments ago. “I was looking for you. I thought you fell into the well or something…” she then paused to look around at the scenery again. “Where are we?” she asked a second time. Kagome took a deep breath and grabbed her daughter by the arms as if to brace her, “Amaya...it's not where we are...but when we are.”

Next time on Delusions…… ….Strangely, Amaya did not look that affected by Kagome’s revelation. “Ok, then. When are we?” Kagome let go of the girl’s arms. “The Feudal Era.” Amaya eyed her mother suspiciously, “So, roughly five hundred years ago?” “Yeah, that sounds about right.” “I don’t remember reading about any funny looking guys in history books.” Inuyasha glared at the young girl as he tried to size her up. “So if she’s your daughter, then that means…” He left the question hanging, having put one and two together….