InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Demires : The Love Of An Enemy ❯ Kagome ( Chapter 3 )
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By: DemonKirara00 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.08.2004 | Updated On: 09.12.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 473 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.08.2004 | Updated On: 09.12.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 473 | Status: Completed
Demires: The Love Of An Enemy
Three: Kagome
Why am I actually helping him? Because his friend is human, and the last thing I want is for another mortal to suffer the transformation process required to become a demire.
Things don't even really make sense anymore. I mean, wouldn't you think that he would know how to slow the process, or make it less effective? I would think so. But no, he has to come to me. Me ! Of all people...well, I am the only one that knows about him and his kind. But still...the whole thing seems complicated to me. All these years, he's hated me, and now, he comes to me for help.
I'm walking to my house now, thinking of the supplies I'll need. I'll need garlic, cold water, the melted silver I have , and solid silver to melt if I need more. It all depends on how far through the transformation his friend is. Even if there's no way to completely stop the process, at least his friend won't have to kill as much as an average demire has to. And anything less than average is great. Really great.
I finally reach my house and bolt in. Inuyasha gets a little pissed when I'm late, as you could have guessed, so I better hurry.
I run down the stairs to my basement, where I do all my tests. I open the refrigerator that I have located conveniently next to my test table, and grab the bundle of garlic sitting on the top shelf. I also grab two bottles of water, making sure they're cold before tucking them under my arm.
Next, I go for the liquid silver, which I have in a small glass canister sitting under a high powered light to keep it from becoming solid. The light isn't nearly strong enough to make it hot and keep it at a full liquid stance, but hot enough to keep it from hardening.
When I have all of the things I need, I walk - or run - as fast as I can without dropping the items tucked under my arm. And soon, I reach my destination.
I run down the dark hallway, feeling my way through the darkness, and finally reach the door of what I think is the room his sick friend is resting it. Thank Kami I'm right.
I barge in, and say, "Okay, I have everything."
"Would you mind knocking?" Inuyasha snaps at me immediately.
"Yeah, sorry. Okay, you have the fire started?"
"Yeah, over there," he responds, motioning to the fireplace with his hand.
I hurriedly get the silver onto a durable surface above the fire. "Make sure you keep this going," I warn him, and receive a quiet "keh" as a reply.
After making sure the silver will be okay for now, and speaking to Inuyasha's friend about what the substance will feel like when it is injected into him, I step outside to see Inuyasha.
"It will be about two days before the silver is fully melted," I say, and he nods.
"Kagome?" he says silently. I turn my head to look at him. "Well...thanks."
My eyes widen in surprise; I've never known him to apologize or thank anyone for anything.
"No problem," I say quickly, not wanting to make him feel awkward.
"So...it'll work, right?" he says.
"Pretty sure, almost completely positive."
I'm surprised when he doesn't blow up at me for not being one hundred percent sure that the mixture will work. "Well, I guess it's the best we can do." After speaking, he brings his head up for his eyes to meet mine.
I can tell he's been doing some serious thinking. His red-orange eyes are full of worry, and even though I haven't found him to be a very affectionate guy, it doesn't surprise me. His hair has fallen around his shoulders in a messy way, and his dog-like ears at the top of his head move in a single twitch. Something about him tonight has me drawn to him in a way I never thought possible. Attraction, maybe? Maybe physically, but definitely not for what person he is. But still...somehow, I can't help thinking he's not really the bad demire I find him to be.
I sigh, look away, then cross my arms, wrapping them tightly around me because of the cold. Even though I have my trench coat, it's very thin, leaving my body to the cool air.
"Cold?" he asks suddenly.
I nod, but shake my head when he offers to take me back inside. "I want to ask you something," I say.
"Okay...what's up?" he asks suspiciously.
"Nothing's wrong, I just wanted to know something," I wait for his response, which is a nod, and then continue. "Why are you treating me this way?" I ask. And I really do want to know. All these years, he's acted like he's hated me, and now, out of the blue, he's asking for my help, and treating me as if I'm actually his friend.
"What way?" he asks, confused, but I can tell he knows what I really mean.
"You know what I mean," I say. "Being so nice to me and all. You've never been that way before."
"I never would have treated you any differently, had you given me the time of night to speak to you."
"What do you mean?" I say, outraged that he would speak of such things. "I've never pushed you away!"
"Oh really?" he snaps. "I tell you time and time again that if I could have it my way, none of your family members would have been harmed. But, no matter how many times I tell you, you won't listen to me. No matter how hard I try. Is it so much to ask for you to just believe me every once and a while? Don't tell me you didn't push me away and wouldn't speak to me when your family was gone!" He turns his head away, waiting for my response.
I think about what he has said to me for a while. Maybe he isn't lying. Maybe he really didn't mean to have my family harmed. Maybe the whole thing is a huge misunderstanding. Maybe he is sorry.
"Inuyasha...I -"
"No, don't say anything. I don't want to hear it. You ignored me; wouldn't even listen to me, so that's what I'll do to you. I'll speak with you only if I have to."
"I'm sorry!" I nearly scream, before he can cut me off with any of his words.
He turns around abruptly. "You don't mean it," he snarls.
"Fine, don't believe me. But if you don't believe me, then I have no reason to believe you."
"Keh," he remarks, then makes eye contact with me. "Fine. I believe you."
"Good," I say. "Are we okay now?"
He nods, then moves slightly closer to me, moving his strong arm around my shoulders. We stay like this for a while, and I just think about what we have said to each other.
He's definitely not the bad one I thought he was. I guess, because I never even gave him time to show he cared, it made me realize that I was the one who was being rude.
And the rest was silent. No noise, just the sound of our breathing as we stared up at the night sky above us that was sprinkled with stars.
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A/N: okay, FINALLY, the next chapter is here. sorry about the LOOOONG delay, but I was extremely busy over Labor Day weekend, and homework, etc, etc...but now, I've decided to continuously fork out chapter after chapter at lightning speed. Sorry guys! ^_^
Three: Kagome
Why am I actually helping him? Because his friend is human, and the last thing I want is for another mortal to suffer the transformation process required to become a demire.
Things don't even really make sense anymore. I mean, wouldn't you think that he would know how to slow the process, or make it less effective? I would think so. But no, he has to come to me. Me ! Of all people...well, I am the only one that knows about him and his kind. But still...the whole thing seems complicated to me. All these years, he's hated me, and now, he comes to me for help.
I'm walking to my house now, thinking of the supplies I'll need. I'll need garlic, cold water, the melted silver I have , and solid silver to melt if I need more. It all depends on how far through the transformation his friend is. Even if there's no way to completely stop the process, at least his friend won't have to kill as much as an average demire has to. And anything less than average is great. Really great.
I finally reach my house and bolt in. Inuyasha gets a little pissed when I'm late, as you could have guessed, so I better hurry.
I run down the stairs to my basement, where I do all my tests. I open the refrigerator that I have located conveniently next to my test table, and grab the bundle of garlic sitting on the top shelf. I also grab two bottles of water, making sure they're cold before tucking them under my arm.
Next, I go for the liquid silver, which I have in a small glass canister sitting under a high powered light to keep it from becoming solid. The light isn't nearly strong enough to make it hot and keep it at a full liquid stance, but hot enough to keep it from hardening.
When I have all of the things I need, I walk - or run - as fast as I can without dropping the items tucked under my arm. And soon, I reach my destination.
I run down the dark hallway, feeling my way through the darkness, and finally reach the door of what I think is the room his sick friend is resting it. Thank Kami I'm right.
I barge in, and say, "Okay, I have everything."
"Would you mind knocking?" Inuyasha snaps at me immediately.
"Yeah, sorry. Okay, you have the fire started?"
"Yeah, over there," he responds, motioning to the fireplace with his hand.
I hurriedly get the silver onto a durable surface above the fire. "Make sure you keep this going," I warn him, and receive a quiet "keh" as a reply.
After making sure the silver will be okay for now, and speaking to Inuyasha's friend about what the substance will feel like when it is injected into him, I step outside to see Inuyasha.
"It will be about two days before the silver is fully melted," I say, and he nods.
"Kagome?" he says silently. I turn my head to look at him. "Well...thanks."
My eyes widen in surprise; I've never known him to apologize or thank anyone for anything.
"No problem," I say quickly, not wanting to make him feel awkward.
"So...it'll work, right?" he says.
"Pretty sure, almost completely positive."
I'm surprised when he doesn't blow up at me for not being one hundred percent sure that the mixture will work. "Well, I guess it's the best we can do." After speaking, he brings his head up for his eyes to meet mine.
I can tell he's been doing some serious thinking. His red-orange eyes are full of worry, and even though I haven't found him to be a very affectionate guy, it doesn't surprise me. His hair has fallen around his shoulders in a messy way, and his dog-like ears at the top of his head move in a single twitch. Something about him tonight has me drawn to him in a way I never thought possible. Attraction, maybe? Maybe physically, but definitely not for what person he is. But still...somehow, I can't help thinking he's not really the bad demire I find him to be.
I sigh, look away, then cross my arms, wrapping them tightly around me because of the cold. Even though I have my trench coat, it's very thin, leaving my body to the cool air.
"Cold?" he asks suddenly.
I nod, but shake my head when he offers to take me back inside. "I want to ask you something," I say.
"Okay...what's up?" he asks suspiciously.
"Nothing's wrong, I just wanted to know something," I wait for his response, which is a nod, and then continue. "Why are you treating me this way?" I ask. And I really do want to know. All these years, he's acted like he's hated me, and now, out of the blue, he's asking for my help, and treating me as if I'm actually his friend.
"What way?" he asks, confused, but I can tell he knows what I really mean.
"You know what I mean," I say. "Being so nice to me and all. You've never been that way before."
"I never would have treated you any differently, had you given me the time of night to speak to you."
"What do you mean?" I say, outraged that he would speak of such things. "I've never pushed you away!"
"Oh really?" he snaps. "I tell you time and time again that if I could have it my way, none of your family members would have been harmed. But, no matter how many times I tell you, you won't listen to me. No matter how hard I try. Is it so much to ask for you to just believe me every once and a while? Don't tell me you didn't push me away and wouldn't speak to me when your family was gone!" He turns his head away, waiting for my response.
I think about what he has said to me for a while. Maybe he isn't lying. Maybe he really didn't mean to have my family harmed. Maybe the whole thing is a huge misunderstanding. Maybe he is sorry.
"Inuyasha...I -"
"No, don't say anything. I don't want to hear it. You ignored me; wouldn't even listen to me, so that's what I'll do to you. I'll speak with you only if I have to."
"I'm sorry!" I nearly scream, before he can cut me off with any of his words.
He turns around abruptly. "You don't mean it," he snarls.
"Fine, don't believe me. But if you don't believe me, then I have no reason to believe you."
"Keh," he remarks, then makes eye contact with me. "Fine. I believe you."
"Good," I say. "Are we okay now?"
He nods, then moves slightly closer to me, moving his strong arm around my shoulders. We stay like this for a while, and I just think about what we have said to each other.
He's definitely not the bad one I thought he was. I guess, because I never even gave him time to show he cared, it made me realize that I was the one who was being rude.
And the rest was silent. No noise, just the sound of our breathing as we stared up at the night sky above us that was sprinkled with stars.
x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
A/N: okay, FINALLY, the next chapter is here. sorry about the LOOOONG delay, but I was extremely busy over Labor Day weekend, and homework, etc, etc...but now, I've decided to continuously fork out chapter after chapter at lightning speed. Sorry guys! ^_^