InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Demires : The Love Of An Enemy ❯ Kagome ( Chapter 5 )
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By: DemonKirara00 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.12.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 508 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.12.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 508 | Status: Completed
Demires: The Love Of An Enemy
Five: Kagome
Please don't ask me why I did it. Because to tell you the truth, I honestly don't know why.
Everything happened so quickly; I felt like I couldn't control it. One minute, I was thinking I was completely mad at the guy; the next, I feel as if I'm falling in love with him.
But maybe it was if...
I wanted to hate him, wanted to hate everything he'd ever done and said to me. I wanted to never see him again - but I couldn't. I couldn't bring myself to even say "I hate you" to him. Every time I saw him it hurt. It hurt to think that he was the one that ruined everything.
But now...now, I can't even describe what I'm feeling. Is it possible that I've fallen in love? He tells me everything I want to hear; that everything's going to be fine, that he didn't mean to do anything. But what if it's all a lie?
I can't even think straight anymore.
And when he kissed me - wait, why? Why did he...kiss me? Out of all the things to do...
Regardless of why he did it, I enjoyed it. I don't know why; maybe it's because I've been waiting for it to happen, even before he was bitten.
I've always loved him. Not necessarily in a "lover" kind of way, but as a friend, and as family. But maybe now, the love has changed.
I'm actually starting to believe he didn't do it. But the thing that bothers me most is why ? Why didn't I believe him until now?
Because my feelings for him have completely changed. And why that is, I don't have the answer to.
We're now back in the room, watching the silver slowly melt. It's as fun as watching paint dry; but I'm here with him, and right now, I feel like that's all that matters.
I glance back at his sick friend, whose skin has become slightly paler; an effect that comes with the transformation. He's slowly dying; I can tell by the look he has on his face. It's a stressed look; one that I hate to see. We have to hurry.
"Inuyasha," I say softly. It's hard for me to be serious with him after what just happened.
"Yeah?"
"I'm going to get a start on the mixture. We don't have much time," I say, then turn away to fetch the things I need from his friend's bedside table.
I make sure the water is still cold, and when I find that it still is, I pour about two tablespoons into the small dish I had grabbed quickly on my way out the door of my house. The previously mashed clove of garlic follows after the water, giving it a musty color. Last, I find the small canister of liquid silver, pour the gray-colored substance in, and mix it together, until it turns black. Black is the color it turns when the garlic meets the silver.
I insert the mixture into the tube above the needle, making sure it is at least half full. The small amount that will flow through Inuyasha's friend's veins will only stop the transformation from completing for a day or two; just enough time we need to melt the rest of the silver.
Walking over to the younger man lying in the bed, I say, "Do you have enough strength to sit up?"
He nods slightly and groans as he pushes himself up against the headboard of the bed, and I reach to push the pillows up behind his back. "I'm going to need your wrist," I say.
"All right," he says. His voice is raspy; almost a whisper. I can tell he's struggling to speak.
"This is going to hurt...a lot ," I warn, a serious look on my face. He just nods.
I wince as the needle strikes the area near the vein in his wrist, and I can tell he wants to scream in pain; but the condition that he's in tells him that he can't. When the injection is complete, hid body begins to shake - almost violently - and I glance over at Inuyasha, who is staring at his friend in horror. Finally, the man's shaking stops, and his eyes close tightly as he handles the last of the pain.
"It's all right now," I whisper, patting his shoulder. "Everything will feel better in a few minutes."
After seeing that the man's tired body has decided to sleep, I walk over to Inuyasha, ready to explain everything.
"What was that?" he asks immediately.
"All right, I'll explain. The silver and the garlic were both injected into his bloodstream. Because the vampire part of him is allergic to garlic, and the demon part silver, the mixture should slow the transformation, giving us enough time to melt the silver to inject a large enough amount. Once the larger amount is injected, the normal effects wont take place; he'll basically be half demire, if you can understand what that means. There's really no other way to say it," I explain.
He nods as if he understands, which I am unable to tell if he really does or not. "Thanks," he says again.
"Yeah, I don't mind helping," I say with a slight smile, then turn my eyes to the blazing fire. The flames rise up, down, then up again in a mix of reds, oranges, and yellows, leaving me in an almost trance-like state.
"Kagome," he says, breaking the long silence that had follows his thanks. "We need to talk, don't we?"
His question is almost startling; it's quite obvious we have to. I'm just not sure if this is the right time and place to do it. "Yes," I finally say, after debating in my head whether or not we should.
Just then, something washes over me. Maybe it's worry? I feel like I love him, maybe even do, but who says what we both want to do is possible? A creature and a human...and even though I know Inuyasha hates not being human, I know that he and I are two completely different beings. I want to be with him so bad...but I just don't think I can go through with what I would have to.
Being a demire has really changed him. Somehow, I think that he's become a lot softer; more appreciative of life, now that he knows he will never experience death. And though most would think that because he can never die, he would think life to be a waste of time; think it to be something worthless. But to me...I honestly think he's changed. Changed a lot more that I expected him to.
And then, he turns to me, his eyes meeting mine, with a pleading look in his eyes. "Please," he nearly begs.
That's one thing I can not stand. Begging; even if it's for something as important as this. "Don't," I say firmly. And he knows I hate it.
"What else can I do?" he says softly, turning away for a slight moment to look at the fire.
Silence.
Suddenly, he turns to me once more and says, "What else can I do but beg for you to stay with me forever?"
I almost roll my eyes at his statement, finding it to be utterly dramatic, but don't when I look at him and think - think - that I see something glisten in the corner of his eye.
What do I say to that?
What am I supposed to say to that?
What can I say to that?
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A/N: dun dun dun...suspense! I think...anyway, hope you enjoyed, and thankies to all my reviewers ^_^
Five: Kagome
Please don't ask me why I did it. Because to tell you the truth, I honestly don't know why.
Everything happened so quickly; I felt like I couldn't control it. One minute, I was thinking I was completely mad at the guy; the next, I feel as if I'm falling in love with him.
But maybe it was if...
I wanted to hate him, wanted to hate everything he'd ever done and said to me. I wanted to never see him again - but I couldn't. I couldn't bring myself to even say "I hate you" to him. Every time I saw him it hurt. It hurt to think that he was the one that ruined everything.
But now...now, I can't even describe what I'm feeling. Is it possible that I've fallen in love? He tells me everything I want to hear; that everything's going to be fine, that he didn't mean to do anything. But what if it's all a lie?
I can't even think straight anymore.
And when he kissed me - wait, why? Why did he...kiss me? Out of all the things to do...
Regardless of why he did it, I enjoyed it. I don't know why; maybe it's because I've been waiting for it to happen, even before he was bitten.
I've always loved him. Not necessarily in a "lover" kind of way, but as a friend, and as family. But maybe now, the love has changed.
I'm actually starting to believe he didn't do it. But the thing that bothers me most is why ? Why didn't I believe him until now?
Because my feelings for him have completely changed. And why that is, I don't have the answer to.
We're now back in the room, watching the silver slowly melt. It's as fun as watching paint dry; but I'm here with him, and right now, I feel like that's all that matters.
I glance back at his sick friend, whose skin has become slightly paler; an effect that comes with the transformation. He's slowly dying; I can tell by the look he has on his face. It's a stressed look; one that I hate to see. We have to hurry.
"Inuyasha," I say softly. It's hard for me to be serious with him after what just happened.
"Yeah?"
"I'm going to get a start on the mixture. We don't have much time," I say, then turn away to fetch the things I need from his friend's bedside table.
I make sure the water is still cold, and when I find that it still is, I pour about two tablespoons into the small dish I had grabbed quickly on my way out the door of my house. The previously mashed clove of garlic follows after the water, giving it a musty color. Last, I find the small canister of liquid silver, pour the gray-colored substance in, and mix it together, until it turns black. Black is the color it turns when the garlic meets the silver.
I insert the mixture into the tube above the needle, making sure it is at least half full. The small amount that will flow through Inuyasha's friend's veins will only stop the transformation from completing for a day or two; just enough time we need to melt the rest of the silver.
Walking over to the younger man lying in the bed, I say, "Do you have enough strength to sit up?"
He nods slightly and groans as he pushes himself up against the headboard of the bed, and I reach to push the pillows up behind his back. "I'm going to need your wrist," I say.
"All right," he says. His voice is raspy; almost a whisper. I can tell he's struggling to speak.
"This is going to hurt...a lot ," I warn, a serious look on my face. He just nods.
I wince as the needle strikes the area near the vein in his wrist, and I can tell he wants to scream in pain; but the condition that he's in tells him that he can't. When the injection is complete, hid body begins to shake - almost violently - and I glance over at Inuyasha, who is staring at his friend in horror. Finally, the man's shaking stops, and his eyes close tightly as he handles the last of the pain.
"It's all right now," I whisper, patting his shoulder. "Everything will feel better in a few minutes."
After seeing that the man's tired body has decided to sleep, I walk over to Inuyasha, ready to explain everything.
"What was that?" he asks immediately.
"All right, I'll explain. The silver and the garlic were both injected into his bloodstream. Because the vampire part of him is allergic to garlic, and the demon part silver, the mixture should slow the transformation, giving us enough time to melt the silver to inject a large enough amount. Once the larger amount is injected, the normal effects wont take place; he'll basically be half demire, if you can understand what that means. There's really no other way to say it," I explain.
He nods as if he understands, which I am unable to tell if he really does or not. "Thanks," he says again.
"Yeah, I don't mind helping," I say with a slight smile, then turn my eyes to the blazing fire. The flames rise up, down, then up again in a mix of reds, oranges, and yellows, leaving me in an almost trance-like state.
"Kagome," he says, breaking the long silence that had follows his thanks. "We need to talk, don't we?"
His question is almost startling; it's quite obvious we have to. I'm just not sure if this is the right time and place to do it. "Yes," I finally say, after debating in my head whether or not we should.
Just then, something washes over me. Maybe it's worry? I feel like I love him, maybe even do, but who says what we both want to do is possible? A creature and a human...and even though I know Inuyasha hates not being human, I know that he and I are two completely different beings. I want to be with him so bad...but I just don't think I can go through with what I would have to.
Being a demire has really changed him. Somehow, I think that he's become a lot softer; more appreciative of life, now that he knows he will never experience death. And though most would think that because he can never die, he would think life to be a waste of time; think it to be something worthless. But to me...I honestly think he's changed. Changed a lot more that I expected him to.
And then, he turns to me, his eyes meeting mine, with a pleading look in his eyes. "Please," he nearly begs.
That's one thing I can not stand. Begging; even if it's for something as important as this. "Don't," I say firmly. And he knows I hate it.
"What else can I do?" he says softly, turning away for a slight moment to look at the fire.
Silence.
Suddenly, he turns to me once more and says, "What else can I do but beg for you to stay with me forever?"
I almost roll my eyes at his statement, finding it to be utterly dramatic, but don't when I look at him and think - think - that I see something glisten in the corner of his eye.
What do I say to that?
What am I supposed to say to that?
What can I say to that?
x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
A/N: dun dun dun...suspense! I think...anyway, hope you enjoyed, and thankies to all my reviewers ^_^