InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend ❯ The Ju On Part 2 ( Chapter 7 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Swanson23 
The horror continues in the house as long awaited secret are revealed.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.24.2006 | Pages: 6 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 511 | Status: Work In Progress
The horror continues in the house as long awaited secret are revealed.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.24.2006 | Pages: 6 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 511 | Status: Work In Progress
The Ju-On Pt. 2
“It appears something has put her in a severe state of shock,” the healer said as he examined Kagome, who was laid out on a futon gasping with her eyes wide open. The healer taking out a clay bottle and filling one of the sake cups with it before raising it to Kagome’s lips, who finally stopped gasping and grew silent after she drank it.
Inu Yasha got up alarmed, ready to confront the healer. “What did you…” he growled.
“Do not fear. She is merely sleeping,” the healer told him as he laid Kagome back down. “When she awakes, I assure you she will feel much better.”
“Although we have no money I still hope to pay you back somehow. Thank you, healer,” Rena told him at the front door.
“Your thanks is the only payment I need,” the healer told her before taking his leave.
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“*sigh* I can’t believe he was the only healer one who would come and help,” Sango sighed.
“Considering all that has happened here I cannot blame the others for being afraid and refusing to come,” Miroku reminded them.
“*feh* They’re all just cowards anyway,” Inu Yasha hmphed.
The screen door opened and Rena entered, before sitting by Kagome and sighing.
“Rena, why don’t you take a bath with me?” Sango suggested.
“Huh?”
“I’m sure it’ll help clear your mind,” she explained.
“Okay,” Rena chimed with a big grin.
“While you two do that I’ll search for the source of this evil and put some seals up,” Miroku said as he headed out the door too, leaving Inu Yasha and the sleeping Kagome.
Inu Yasha closing his eyes and resting in one of the corners as Kagome continued to dream.
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Two bodies lay sprawled out on the mat, twisting, moaning. Hands’ searching out and light kisses being shared in the huddle. A soft sound, like a frog croaking, reached the females ears.
“Inu Yasha? What was that?” Kagome asked.
“What was what?” Inu Yasha answered, his voice betraying his annoyance as he swung a leg over her.
“That…” she gasped, hearing it again.
“Kagome, I have dog-ears, if there was something I would have heard it,” Inu Yasha snorted back, irritation seeping into his voice.
“*sigh* Okay,” Kagome murmured, deciding to ignore it. Her eyes closing before opening and traveling upwards. Her eyes growing wide as she screamed.
The face of the pale skinned woman hovering in thin air, her eyes open and focused on her as the apparition traveled closer.
“Ahhhh!” Kagome screamed as she shot up from her bed, Inu Yasha’s eyes snapping open at her screech.
“You okay?” Inu Yasha asked, looking her over.
“Y-yeah, I’m fine,” she gasped, visibly shaken, her chest heaving and sweat running down her face which she quickly wiped away with the back of her hand.
“Where’s everyone else?” she asked, looking around.
“Rena and Sango went take a bath and Miroku’s somewhere in this house still looking for Yoko and the source of this craziness,” Inu Yasha told her.
“I think I’ll go take a bath too,” Kagome said as she stood up, wobbling for a second and nearly falling down if Inu Yasha had not caught her.
“Are you sure you’re alright?” Inu Yasha asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Really, you wait here,” she answered before walking out the door.
After taking a couple of steps down the hall Kagome clutched her head. She tried to scream, but no sound came out. Trembling violently, she fell to her knees.
A moment later she stood and shook herself, her face grim and intent as she continued down the hall to the bath.
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Sango and Rena finished dressing as the door to the bath was slid open, Sango giving the person who entered a big grin.
“Oh, Kagome! We just finished taking our baths but…” she cut off as she noticed Kagome’s posture. Her head hanging down, bangs hiding her face, her shoulders drooping and her arms limp at her side.
“Kagome?” Sango asked concerned, moving Rena behind her.
Kagome stayed silent, raising her head up and Sango gasped. Her eyes were completely blood red and the kanji for evil was on her forehead in blood. Her hands raised in front of her and a black mist began emitting itself from her palms, taking the form of a scythe and then becoming one.
Kagome grabbing the scythe and stepping towards them, swinging it madly.
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Miroku slid the door to the room open and sighed, his face full of fatigue as he noticed the person missing from the futon.
“Where’s Lady Kagome!?” Miroku asked alarmed.
“She just went to the bath,” Inu Yasha hmphed.
Only a moment after the hanyou had said that a feminine scream pierced the silence followed by a loud crash. Inu Yasha and Miroku dashed out of the room and down the hall where the scream and crash had come from.
Dust filled the hallway and blocked their view. The dust cleared to reveal Sango slumped against the wall with parts of the door around her.
“Sango!” Miroku cried, running towards her. The sweet moment was interrupted when Kagome stepped out of the bathroom and into the crowded hallway.
Inu Yasha and Miroku gaped at Kagome, who narrowed her eyes and swung at the couple on the floor.
Miroku and Sango barely managed to dodge, her scythe hitting the floor and getting stuck.
“Lady Kagome, how…” Miroku gasped as she pulled, to no avail, to get her scythe out of the floor.
“I don’t know, I’m going to go get my Hiraikotsu! You two stay here and take care of her till then,” Sango told them before dashing down the hall. At the same time Kagome freeing her weapon and charging at them.
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Once upstairs Sango quickly disrobed and grabbed her Hiraikostu from the floor. A small meow from behind her distracting her as she entered the hall. A smile playing over her lips at the sound and the red eyes glowing at her from the shadows.
“Kilala!” Sango shouted, stopping as the feline walked out.
The massive cat’s appearance had changed completely. Fur that was once tan had turned black and vise-versus. The saber fangs that protruded from her mouth appeared longer and there was droll all over them and splattering on the floor. Her eyes were still red but had no black cat pupils and had a dangerous far off gleam in them. Her claws were now visible and ridiculously long and clicked on the floor as she approached.
“Kilala?” Sango asked her former friend.
The large feline opened its mouth wide to let out a ferocious growl, letting Sango see the inside, which had turned all black.
Sango began to pull her weapon off her back before cursing. ‘Damn, it’s too cramped in here for my Hiraikostu,’ she thought, instead using it as a shield as the feline came barreling towards her.
The cat retreating back, giving Sango a chance to grab her sword and swing as she leapt again. The sword making a clean cut across her right cheek and sending her backwards.
“Kilala! I don’t want to hurt you!” Sango shouted. The cat getting up and giving her a look that said “But I’m going to hurt you.”
The cat lunged again at her, which she dodged, and gasped when she noticed something. On top of Kilala’s back was a small see-through boy.
‘So that’s it,’ Sango thought, dodging as Kilala swiped with one of her paws, destroying the door behind her.
‘I hope these work,’ Sango thought, pulling something out of her suit.
“Kilala! Hold on!” Sango cried, throwing the talismans at her. The sacred papers sticking to her forehead, Kilala letting out a loud long hiss of pain as she scratched at them. The giant cat raising her head to the ceiling before letting out another wail, her eyes going dark and the cry coming from her throat mimicking that of the boy’s on her back, a strange dark mist coming from her body and disappearing in the shape of a boy into the ceiling, Kilala returning to her former self before collapsing on the floor.
“Kilala!” Sango cried, running towards her and stroking her head gently, as she woke up and began to purr, a loud crash from downstairs drawing her back to their true agenda.
Miroku! Inu Yasha!” she cried getting up, her feline friend rising as well. “Let’s go!” she told her and began to run down the hall.
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The fight with Kagome had traveled all the way back to the main hall. The three of them leaving broken walls, floors and doors in their wake. Neither Miroku nor Inu Yasha getting a hit on her for fear of hurting Kagome, who at the moment was clearly bent on destroying them and anything that got in the way.
“Lady Kagome, fight it!” Miroku screamed at her, at the same time dodging as she swung again.
Inu Yasha snorted at the monk’s sympathy even though he was more concerned about Kagome also. “You should be more concerned about yourself,” he hmphed as they both slowly backed up, unsure if the advice was for the monk or himself.
Whatever had possessed Kagome twisted her features into an unbearable sneer and let out a sinister cackle. “You fools! Kagome is gone, I have taken her place,” she laughed.
“And who are you?” Miroku asked.
Kagome’s face softened and hurt reflected in her bloody eyes. “I am her sister, Koyomi,” she said.
“What!?” Sango gasped from the top of the steps, running beside Inu Yasha and Miroku with Kilala.
“That can’t be true. How can you and she…” Miroku trailed off.
“It is truth. I am her sister,” it repeated.
“Kagome!” a small voice cried.
“Shippp-wait-STOP!” Sango shouted, her warning falling on deaf ears as the fox child continued forward.
Shippo flinching as he reached Kagome and looked up into her face and saw eyes like burning coals boring down on him. Kagome kicked the kit back towards his friends, Sango catching him and glaring at Kagome.
“How could you!? Who are you!? How-!?” Sango shouted, cutting short as Miroku laid a hand on her shoulder.
Kagome titled her head back and laughed. “You already know who I am. As for ‘how’…welll, perhaps I should show you,” she said, her eyes glowing darker.
Inu Yasha, Sango and the others eyes opened wide as they were drawn more into her gaze, and, her mind.
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Inu Yasha and the others shivered and gasped as they came out of their trance. The scenery around them changed from the house to being outside on a sidewalk with a lot of buildings around them.
“Where are we?” Sango asked, looking around.
Inu Yasha gasped as he looked around and recognized the surroundings. “This…is Kagome’s time,” he said in disbelief.
Miroku looked at him as if he had lost his mind. “What!? How!?” he shouted.
Their gazes traveling upwards as a round object flew up over their heads, a fence and then burst through a glass window. Inu Yasha and the others gasping as they realized it as the house they were just in.
“Aw, man! Look what you did!” a young male voice complained.
Inu Yasha and the others looked back downward for the source of the voice. The sound coming from a small boy, among the small group of children, gathered in the middle of the street. A small, and familiar looking, girl stepped up to him.
“Oh please! If one of your players had kicked that ball you would be jumping off the walls!” she shouted at him.
Inu Yasha stared hard at the girl before recognizing her. “Kagome!?” he gasped.
All of them gasped as a completely identical girl walked beside her. “Koyomi, calm down,” she muttered.
“*hmph* Fine. Hajime, go get the ball,” she told him.
“Me!? You kicked the ball!” he yelled back.
“What’s going on here?” Sango asked.
“I’m not realky sure, Sango. It looks like we’re in a memory,” Miroku responded.
“Yeah, but whose?” Shippo asked.
“Both Kagome’s and Koyomi’s I suppose,” Miroku answered.
Inu Yasha growled in irritation. “As if that matters! We need to-“ his loud shout was interrupted by Koyomi.
“Who the hell do you think you’re calling a chicken!?” she screamed.
Hajime snickered while two identical boys, one in a black shirt the other in white, sneered from behind him on both sides. “You two of course! You keep blabbing on about you guys being priestesses but you haven’t done nothing to prove it.”
“Ha! I have nothing to prove to you! But if you’re that scared, we’ll go get it,” Koyomi hmphed. “Come on, Kagome,” she added, storming past them into the building.
“Should we follow them?” Shippo asked, the others nodding in response before jogging after them.
The western style door giving a loud creaking of protest as Koyomi pushed it open, coughing as dust flew out. Her and Kagome taking their shoes off before heading to down the left hall followed by the feudal gang. Both of them passing a mirror, the mirror reflecting a woman in white dress instead of Kagome which she quickly came back to check out.
“Kagome?”
“Huh?”
&# 8220;Come on,” Koyomi called from down the hall.
“Alright. Koyomi?” she asked coming up behind her.
“What?”
“Why are we doing this again?”
“Why? Because, Kagome, we’re priestesses, it’s our duty to deal with evil spirits and all that. If we didn’t, we would shame the Higurashi shrine and then grandpa would have to do.”
“But we don’t live at the shrine. And besides, it is grandpa’s job,” Kagome responded.
“Yeah, but it’s still our job too. Besides, you remember what grandpa said about this place.”
“It’s a Ju-On; an emotion. It was a woman who she and her family got killed and she didn’t know why. That devastated her soul and forced her to live on through that and express this emotion, her frustration and fury. In Japan woman have been so oppressed and there has been so much build up of desire and anger and all those things and this is the culmination of that. The Ju-On is that when it lets itself out,” an elderly male voice said out of nowhere.
“That’s why I didn’t want to come!” Kagome screeched.
“Miroku, you know anything about this?” Inu Yasha asked.
“I’ve never encountered one before, but I have heard of it. It is said when someone dies in a grip of a powerful rage a curse is born. The curse gathers in that place of death. Those who encounter it are to be consumed by it’s fury,” Miroku explained.
“And you believe that!?” Inu Yasha growled.
“It is possible,” Miroku responded.
“We’ve dealt with stranger things before,” Sango agreed.
“Crap!” Koyomi cried, stopping suddenly and cutting off their conversation.
“What’s wrong?” Kagome asked.
“The stupid ball isn’t here. It must be upstairs,” she hmphed and turned around.
“Huh? Wait! Maybe it went in one of the rooms,” Kagome suggested.
“Nah. I remember it hitting one of the upstairs windows now,” she told her.
The both of them reaching the main hallway and staring towards the stairs. The door slamming shut behind them with a loud slam. The boys popping up a moment as they cautiously looked back, scaring both of them and causing them to fall over as Inu Yasha hmphed.
“Oooo! White again!” Hajime snickered, getting a good look as the twins had fallen. The both of them pulling their skirts down and their faces bright red.
Koyomi twitched with barely controlled fury as her fists clenched at her sides. “You…PERVERT!” she screamed, kicking him in the face, her foot going straight through Inu Yasha who gasped.
“It looks like we can’t touch anything here,” Miroku stated.
“You think!?” Inu Yasha growled.
Koyomi got up and walked through all of them, followed by Kagome. “What do you think you’re doing?” she snarled out as she stood in front of Hajime.
“I came to help out. You chickens couldn’t possibly find it on your own. Besides, I’m sure you girls will feel much better with me protecting you,” he said proudly, puffing his small chest out.
Koyomi gave a snort of laughter. “Please. You couldn’t protect crumbs from a gang of drunk roaches,” she hmphed. All of the others, including the feudal gang and twin boys, snickered at the comment.
Hajime’s face turned bright red with embarrassment. “Oh yeah!? Find it yourself then!” he shouted.
The girls’ attention focused behind them at the door.
“Huh? What?” Hajime asked as he and the other boys turned around. The lot of them running behind Kagome and Koyomi at the two girls who seemed to materialize in front of the closed door.
“Hi,” the one with a long ponytail said.
“I hope we didn’t scare anyone,” the one with short brown hair added smiling.
“Misaki! Sayaka!” Koyomi cried, relieved, the boys immediately coming from behind them to confront the other two.
“What’s wrong with you two!? Sneaking up on people and scaring them like that!” Hajime shouted.
Koyomi snorted and narrowed her eyes at the back of his head. “As if you should talk.”
“What!?” Hajime cried as he turned.
“We came to help find the ball,” Misaki, the one with the ponytail explained.
“Okay. You two go down the right hall. Hajime and friends can go downstairs and me and Kagome will go upstairs. We already checked the left hall,” Koyomi said, ignoring Hajime’s last comment.
“What!? You think I’m gonna listen to-”
“Okay,” the boy in white said, cutting off Hajime.
“Huh? Naozumi, are you crazy?” he growled.
“That’s because he’s in love,” the boy in black said, fluttering his eyes.
“Shut up, Narugami,” he shouted, punching his brother in the arm.
“*sigh* Whatever. Let’s go,” Koyomi told the girls before heading up the steps.
“Huh? Wait!” Hajime cried, running up the steps after them followed by the twins.
“H-Hajime,” both of the twins muttered, their eyes fixed on the doorway.
“What!?” Hajime shouted, looking back and seeing another girl coming from the doorway and heading towards the downstairs stairs. The girl much older than them with a lavender kimono on and an apron around her waist. The front of her kimono tattered, torn and bloody. Her progress slow as she strangely wobbled/staggered forward.
“Yoko,” Shippo muttered from Miroku’s shoulder.
“Koyomi, what-” Hajime cried up the steps, his shout echoing up the empty steps. “They’re gone,” he gasped.
“Hello…?” Narugami asked as she passed and began to head downstairs. The three boys cautiously heading down the steps. Narugami slipping as they reached the bottom and would’ve fallen if he hadn’t caught the banister.
Looking down they saw he had tripped on a pool liquid that had come from the woman. Dipping a hand down into it, Narugami saw it was red, sticky, fresh…blood?
“Hey, are okay?” Hajime called down the steps.
The girl stopped at the bottom of the stairs at the shout. Her head raising slowly and making strange popping noises as she turned around, twisting her head around as she did so. The woman’s head twisting from side-to-side as she slowly raised her head when she finally faced them.
The boy’s eyes opening in shock and terror before they all let out one loud scream.
The woman’s lower jaw was missing, causing her tongue to hang out to the base of her neck. On both sides of her tongue the grotesque picture of where her jaw had been ripped from her face and was now dripping blood on the front of her kimono.
“Oh my god,” Sango gasped, covering her mouth with her hands.
Yoko’s tongue coming out further, a dark vapor slowly coming out of her mouth and up the stairs towards the boys, who seemed stuck to the floor with there eyes locked on the woman.
“Move you idiots!” Inu Yasha shouted at them.
“Stop it, Inu Yasha. They can’t hear you, even if they could there’s nothing that can be done,” Miroku said grimly.
The vapor enveloping them all as it reached them. Their struggles barely visible against the all black ball that now surrounded them. Their eyes glazing over before they all stopped struggling at all.
Yoko opening what was left of her mouth, the vapors returning, taking the boys with them. The ball that now surrounded them morphing and becoming smaller as it was swallowed up along with the vapors.
The feudal gang closed their eyes in disgust. When they opened them again they found themselves back on the stairs when the children were all splitting up.
The three boys and twins were gone and the only visible people were the two girls.
"H-How did we-? W-what-?" Shippo gasped.
"I guess we're supposed to follow them," Miroku answered.
They all nodded in agreement beore scrambling off the stairs to catch up with the two girls.
"Do those two ever stop fighting?" Sayaka hmphed, following Misaki down the hall.
Misaki turned her head and momentarily stopped. "Who?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Koyomi and Hajime of course! Those two fight over the dumbest things," she replied.
Misaki snorted and rolled her eyes as she began to walk on again. "Oh that? It's just alovers quarrel," she said calmly.
"Doesn't that sound familiar?" Sango asked her eyes locked on Inu Yasha, along with the others.
"What?" Inu Yasha asked, oblivious to what they were talking about.
Sayaka looked just as shocked. "Yeah, then why-"
She cut off as they heard splashing coming from one of the rooms.
"What's that?" Sayaka asked.
Misaki's face was furrowed in concentration as she tried to figure out what the source could be."I don't know," she whispered. "Maybe we should-"
She stopped as the cries of a boy could be heard and the splashing grew frantic, obvisius signs that a struggle was happening.
"We have to do something!" Sayaka cried, nt being able to stand there for another moment as another child struggled for their life, as she rushed past Misaki and into the room where the sounds were coming from.
"Wait! Nobody's lived in this house or 5000 years, there can't possibly be anyone here," Misaki shouted after her, following her into the room a second later after giving an exasperated sigh.
When she got into the room she saw it was a typical bathroom with ahuge tub next to the right wall, and many small showerheads for rinsing off. Except for Sayaka there was no other person in the room or any signs that a struggle occured in the room, espicially in the tub. Though strangely dark the water was still and not a single drop was on the floor.
Sayaka gave a nervous chuckle. "Must've been our imaginations," she said, giving a jerky shrug.
Misaki gave her a hard look. "It wasn't our imaginations.We both heard it," she almost shouted back.
Sayaka was about to respont as the tub's water bubbled.
Both pof them scuttled to the left wall and stared at the tub accusingly, waiting for it to bubbbe again. When it didn't Sayaka went over and pulled up her sleeve.
"What are you doing?" Misaki hissed from the wall, which she was seemingly glued to at the moment.
"I'm gonna drain it. The water's filthy and-"
"So yu're gonna put your arm in there!" Misaki screeched.
"-somene should unclog it. Besides, no more water, no more splashing," she cntinued despite the shout. She raised her arm high above the water and flexed her fingers before plunging into the water and moving it around, searching for the stopper.
After a couple of seconds she found it and pulled the chain out and set it to the side. Putting her arm back in agian to pull the stopper out, she gasped as a pale arm came from the water and grabbed her, then screamed when it pulled her into the murky water with aloud splash.
"Sayaka!" Misaki shouted alarmed, rushing over and screaming down at the water, splashing her arms around in the water frantically, quickly pulling back as she felt something touch her hand.
Misaki let out a disgusted grunt as she pulled the strands of wet, sticky hair from her fingers. Catching a momentary glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye, she started to turn and almost instantly found her head submerged in the murky water by the man standing behind her who was not there before.
Screaming underwater, which caused more of the murky liquid to clog her lungs, she thrashed madly. Her strength nothing compared to that of the man, or whatever, was holding her down.
“It appears something has put her in a severe state of shock,” the healer said as he examined Kagome, who was laid out on a futon gasping with her eyes wide open. The healer taking out a clay bottle and filling one of the sake cups with it before raising it to Kagome’s lips, who finally stopped gasping and grew silent after she drank it.
Inu Yasha got up alarmed, ready to confront the healer. “What did you…” he growled.
“Do not fear. She is merely sleeping,” the healer told him as he laid Kagome back down. “When she awakes, I assure you she will feel much better.”
“Although we have no money I still hope to pay you back somehow. Thank you, healer,” Rena told him at the front door.
“Your thanks is the only payment I need,” the healer told her before taking his leave.
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“*sigh* I can’t believe he was the only healer one who would come and help,” Sango sighed.
“Considering all that has happened here I cannot blame the others for being afraid and refusing to come,” Miroku reminded them.
“*feh* They’re all just cowards anyway,” Inu Yasha hmphed.
The screen door opened and Rena entered, before sitting by Kagome and sighing.
“Rena, why don’t you take a bath with me?” Sango suggested.
“Huh?”
“I’m sure it’ll help clear your mind,” she explained.
“Okay,” Rena chimed with a big grin.
“While you two do that I’ll search for the source of this evil and put some seals up,” Miroku said as he headed out the door too, leaving Inu Yasha and the sleeping Kagome.
Inu Yasha closing his eyes and resting in one of the corners as Kagome continued to dream.
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Two bodies lay sprawled out on the mat, twisting, moaning. Hands’ searching out and light kisses being shared in the huddle. A soft sound, like a frog croaking, reached the females ears.
“Inu Yasha? What was that?” Kagome asked.
“What was what?” Inu Yasha answered, his voice betraying his annoyance as he swung a leg over her.
“That…” she gasped, hearing it again.
“Kagome, I have dog-ears, if there was something I would have heard it,” Inu Yasha snorted back, irritation seeping into his voice.
“*sigh* Okay,” Kagome murmured, deciding to ignore it. Her eyes closing before opening and traveling upwards. Her eyes growing wide as she screamed.
The face of the pale skinned woman hovering in thin air, her eyes open and focused on her as the apparition traveled closer.
“Ahhhh!” Kagome screamed as she shot up from her bed, Inu Yasha’s eyes snapping open at her screech.
“You okay?” Inu Yasha asked, looking her over.
“Y-yeah, I’m fine,” she gasped, visibly shaken, her chest heaving and sweat running down her face which she quickly wiped away with the back of her hand.
“Where’s everyone else?” she asked, looking around.
“Rena and Sango went take a bath and Miroku’s somewhere in this house still looking for Yoko and the source of this craziness,” Inu Yasha told her.
“I think I’ll go take a bath too,” Kagome said as she stood up, wobbling for a second and nearly falling down if Inu Yasha had not caught her.
“Are you sure you’re alright?” Inu Yasha asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Really, you wait here,” she answered before walking out the door.
After taking a couple of steps down the hall Kagome clutched her head. She tried to scream, but no sound came out. Trembling violently, she fell to her knees.
A moment later she stood and shook herself, her face grim and intent as she continued down the hall to the bath.
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Sango and Rena finished dressing as the door to the bath was slid open, Sango giving the person who entered a big grin.
“Oh, Kagome! We just finished taking our baths but…” she cut off as she noticed Kagome’s posture. Her head hanging down, bangs hiding her face, her shoulders drooping and her arms limp at her side.
“Kagome?” Sango asked concerned, moving Rena behind her.
Kagome stayed silent, raising her head up and Sango gasped. Her eyes were completely blood red and the kanji for evil was on her forehead in blood. Her hands raised in front of her and a black mist began emitting itself from her palms, taking the form of a scythe and then becoming one.
Kagome grabbing the scythe and stepping towards them, swinging it madly.
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Miroku slid the door to the room open and sighed, his face full of fatigue as he noticed the person missing from the futon.
“Where’s Lady Kagome!?” Miroku asked alarmed.
“She just went to the bath,” Inu Yasha hmphed.
Only a moment after the hanyou had said that a feminine scream pierced the silence followed by a loud crash. Inu Yasha and Miroku dashed out of the room and down the hall where the scream and crash had come from.
Dust filled the hallway and blocked their view. The dust cleared to reveal Sango slumped against the wall with parts of the door around her.
“Sango!” Miroku cried, running towards her. The sweet moment was interrupted when Kagome stepped out of the bathroom and into the crowded hallway.
Inu Yasha and Miroku gaped at Kagome, who narrowed her eyes and swung at the couple on the floor.
Miroku and Sango barely managed to dodge, her scythe hitting the floor and getting stuck.
“Lady Kagome, how…” Miroku gasped as she pulled, to no avail, to get her scythe out of the floor.
“I don’t know, I’m going to go get my Hiraikotsu! You two stay here and take care of her till then,” Sango told them before dashing down the hall. At the same time Kagome freeing her weapon and charging at them.
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Once upstairs Sango quickly disrobed and grabbed her Hiraikostu from the floor. A small meow from behind her distracting her as she entered the hall. A smile playing over her lips at the sound and the red eyes glowing at her from the shadows.
“Kilala!” Sango shouted, stopping as the feline walked out.
The massive cat’s appearance had changed completely. Fur that was once tan had turned black and vise-versus. The saber fangs that protruded from her mouth appeared longer and there was droll all over them and splattering on the floor. Her eyes were still red but had no black cat pupils and had a dangerous far off gleam in them. Her claws were now visible and ridiculously long and clicked on the floor as she approached.
“Kilala?” Sango asked her former friend.
The large feline opened its mouth wide to let out a ferocious growl, letting Sango see the inside, which had turned all black.
Sango began to pull her weapon off her back before cursing. ‘Damn, it’s too cramped in here for my Hiraikostu,’ she thought, instead using it as a shield as the feline came barreling towards her.
The cat retreating back, giving Sango a chance to grab her sword and swing as she leapt again. The sword making a clean cut across her right cheek and sending her backwards.
“Kilala! I don’t want to hurt you!” Sango shouted. The cat getting up and giving her a look that said “But I’m going to hurt you.”
The cat lunged again at her, which she dodged, and gasped when she noticed something. On top of Kilala’s back was a small see-through boy.
‘So that’s it,’ Sango thought, dodging as Kilala swiped with one of her paws, destroying the door behind her.
‘I hope these work,’ Sango thought, pulling something out of her suit.
“Kilala! Hold on!” Sango cried, throwing the talismans at her. The sacred papers sticking to her forehead, Kilala letting out a loud long hiss of pain as she scratched at them. The giant cat raising her head to the ceiling before letting out another wail, her eyes going dark and the cry coming from her throat mimicking that of the boy’s on her back, a strange dark mist coming from her body and disappearing in the shape of a boy into the ceiling, Kilala returning to her former self before collapsing on the floor.
“Kilala!” Sango cried, running towards her and stroking her head gently, as she woke up and began to purr, a loud crash from downstairs drawing her back to their true agenda.
Miroku! Inu Yasha!” she cried getting up, her feline friend rising as well. “Let’s go!” she told her and began to run down the hall.
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The fight with Kagome had traveled all the way back to the main hall. The three of them leaving broken walls, floors and doors in their wake. Neither Miroku nor Inu Yasha getting a hit on her for fear of hurting Kagome, who at the moment was clearly bent on destroying them and anything that got in the way.
“Lady Kagome, fight it!” Miroku screamed at her, at the same time dodging as she swung again.
Inu Yasha snorted at the monk’s sympathy even though he was more concerned about Kagome also. “You should be more concerned about yourself,” he hmphed as they both slowly backed up, unsure if the advice was for the monk or himself.
Whatever had possessed Kagome twisted her features into an unbearable sneer and let out a sinister cackle. “You fools! Kagome is gone, I have taken her place,” she laughed.
“And who are you?” Miroku asked.
Kagome’s face softened and hurt reflected in her bloody eyes. “I am her sister, Koyomi,” she said.
“What!?” Sango gasped from the top of the steps, running beside Inu Yasha and Miroku with Kilala.
“That can’t be true. How can you and she…” Miroku trailed off.
“It is truth. I am her sister,” it repeated.
“Kagome!” a small voice cried.
“Shippp-wait-STOP!” Sango shouted, her warning falling on deaf ears as the fox child continued forward.
Shippo flinching as he reached Kagome and looked up into her face and saw eyes like burning coals boring down on him. Kagome kicked the kit back towards his friends, Sango catching him and glaring at Kagome.
“How could you!? Who are you!? How-!?” Sango shouted, cutting short as Miroku laid a hand on her shoulder.
Kagome titled her head back and laughed. “You already know who I am. As for ‘how’…welll, perhaps I should show you,” she said, her eyes glowing darker.
Inu Yasha, Sango and the others eyes opened wide as they were drawn more into her gaze, and, her mind.
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Inu Yasha and the others shivered and gasped as they came out of their trance. The scenery around them changed from the house to being outside on a sidewalk with a lot of buildings around them.
“Where are we?” Sango asked, looking around.
Inu Yasha gasped as he looked around and recognized the surroundings. “This…is Kagome’s time,” he said in disbelief.
Miroku looked at him as if he had lost his mind. “What!? How!?” he shouted.
Their gazes traveling upwards as a round object flew up over their heads, a fence and then burst through a glass window. Inu Yasha and the others gasping as they realized it as the house they were just in.
“Aw, man! Look what you did!” a young male voice complained.
Inu Yasha and the others looked back downward for the source of the voice. The sound coming from a small boy, among the small group of children, gathered in the middle of the street. A small, and familiar looking, girl stepped up to him.
“Oh please! If one of your players had kicked that ball you would be jumping off the walls!” she shouted at him.
Inu Yasha stared hard at the girl before recognizing her. “Kagome!?” he gasped.
All of them gasped as a completely identical girl walked beside her. “Koyomi, calm down,” she muttered.
“*hmph* Fine. Hajime, go get the ball,” she told him.
“Me!? You kicked the ball!” he yelled back.
“What’s going on here?” Sango asked.
“I’m not realky sure, Sango. It looks like we’re in a memory,” Miroku responded.
“Yeah, but whose?” Shippo asked.
“Both Kagome’s and Koyomi’s I suppose,” Miroku answered.
Inu Yasha growled in irritation. “As if that matters! We need to-“ his loud shout was interrupted by Koyomi.
“Who the hell do you think you’re calling a chicken!?” she screamed.
Hajime snickered while two identical boys, one in a black shirt the other in white, sneered from behind him on both sides. “You two of course! You keep blabbing on about you guys being priestesses but you haven’t done nothing to prove it.”
“Ha! I have nothing to prove to you! But if you’re that scared, we’ll go get it,” Koyomi hmphed. “Come on, Kagome,” she added, storming past them into the building.
“Should we follow them?” Shippo asked, the others nodding in response before jogging after them.
The western style door giving a loud creaking of protest as Koyomi pushed it open, coughing as dust flew out. Her and Kagome taking their shoes off before heading to down the left hall followed by the feudal gang. Both of them passing a mirror, the mirror reflecting a woman in white dress instead of Kagome which she quickly came back to check out.
“Kagome?”
“Huh?”
&# 8220;Come on,” Koyomi called from down the hall.
“Alright. Koyomi?” she asked coming up behind her.
“What?”
“Why are we doing this again?”
“Why? Because, Kagome, we’re priestesses, it’s our duty to deal with evil spirits and all that. If we didn’t, we would shame the Higurashi shrine and then grandpa would have to do.”
“But we don’t live at the shrine. And besides, it is grandpa’s job,” Kagome responded.
“Yeah, but it’s still our job too. Besides, you remember what grandpa said about this place.”
“It’s a Ju-On; an emotion. It was a woman who she and her family got killed and she didn’t know why. That devastated her soul and forced her to live on through that and express this emotion, her frustration and fury. In Japan woman have been so oppressed and there has been so much build up of desire and anger and all those things and this is the culmination of that. The Ju-On is that when it lets itself out,” an elderly male voice said out of nowhere.
“That’s why I didn’t want to come!” Kagome screeched.
“Miroku, you know anything about this?” Inu Yasha asked.
“I’ve never encountered one before, but I have heard of it. It is said when someone dies in a grip of a powerful rage a curse is born. The curse gathers in that place of death. Those who encounter it are to be consumed by it’s fury,” Miroku explained.
“And you believe that!?” Inu Yasha growled.
“It is possible,” Miroku responded.
“We’ve dealt with stranger things before,” Sango agreed.
“Crap!” Koyomi cried, stopping suddenly and cutting off their conversation.
“What’s wrong?” Kagome asked.
“The stupid ball isn’t here. It must be upstairs,” she hmphed and turned around.
“Huh? Wait! Maybe it went in one of the rooms,” Kagome suggested.
“Nah. I remember it hitting one of the upstairs windows now,” she told her.
The both of them reaching the main hallway and staring towards the stairs. The door slamming shut behind them with a loud slam. The boys popping up a moment as they cautiously looked back, scaring both of them and causing them to fall over as Inu Yasha hmphed.
“Oooo! White again!” Hajime snickered, getting a good look as the twins had fallen. The both of them pulling their skirts down and their faces bright red.
Koyomi twitched with barely controlled fury as her fists clenched at her sides. “You…PERVERT!” she screamed, kicking him in the face, her foot going straight through Inu Yasha who gasped.
“It looks like we can’t touch anything here,” Miroku stated.
“You think!?” Inu Yasha growled.
Koyomi got up and walked through all of them, followed by Kagome. “What do you think you’re doing?” she snarled out as she stood in front of Hajime.
“I came to help out. You chickens couldn’t possibly find it on your own. Besides, I’m sure you girls will feel much better with me protecting you,” he said proudly, puffing his small chest out.
Koyomi gave a snort of laughter. “Please. You couldn’t protect crumbs from a gang of drunk roaches,” she hmphed. All of the others, including the feudal gang and twin boys, snickered at the comment.
Hajime’s face turned bright red with embarrassment. “Oh yeah!? Find it yourself then!” he shouted.
The girls’ attention focused behind them at the door.
“Huh? What?” Hajime asked as he and the other boys turned around. The lot of them running behind Kagome and Koyomi at the two girls who seemed to materialize in front of the closed door.
“Hi,” the one with a long ponytail said.
“I hope we didn’t scare anyone,” the one with short brown hair added smiling.
“Misaki! Sayaka!” Koyomi cried, relieved, the boys immediately coming from behind them to confront the other two.
“What’s wrong with you two!? Sneaking up on people and scaring them like that!” Hajime shouted.
Koyomi snorted and narrowed her eyes at the back of his head. “As if you should talk.”
“What!?” Hajime cried as he turned.
“We came to help find the ball,” Misaki, the one with the ponytail explained.
“Okay. You two go down the right hall. Hajime and friends can go downstairs and me and Kagome will go upstairs. We already checked the left hall,” Koyomi said, ignoring Hajime’s last comment.
“What!? You think I’m gonna listen to-”
“Okay,” the boy in white said, cutting off Hajime.
“Huh? Naozumi, are you crazy?” he growled.
“That’s because he’s in love,” the boy in black said, fluttering his eyes.
“Shut up, Narugami,” he shouted, punching his brother in the arm.
“*sigh* Whatever. Let’s go,” Koyomi told the girls before heading up the steps.
“Huh? Wait!” Hajime cried, running up the steps after them followed by the twins.
“H-Hajime,” both of the twins muttered, their eyes fixed on the doorway.
“What!?” Hajime shouted, looking back and seeing another girl coming from the doorway and heading towards the downstairs stairs. The girl much older than them with a lavender kimono on and an apron around her waist. The front of her kimono tattered, torn and bloody. Her progress slow as she strangely wobbled/staggered forward.
“Yoko,” Shippo muttered from Miroku’s shoulder.
“Koyomi, what-” Hajime cried up the steps, his shout echoing up the empty steps. “They’re gone,” he gasped.
“Hello…?” Narugami asked as she passed and began to head downstairs. The three boys cautiously heading down the steps. Narugami slipping as they reached the bottom and would’ve fallen if he hadn’t caught the banister.
Looking down they saw he had tripped on a pool liquid that had come from the woman. Dipping a hand down into it, Narugami saw it was red, sticky, fresh…blood?
“Hey, are okay?” Hajime called down the steps.
The girl stopped at the bottom of the stairs at the shout. Her head raising slowly and making strange popping noises as she turned around, twisting her head around as she did so. The woman’s head twisting from side-to-side as she slowly raised her head when she finally faced them.
The boy’s eyes opening in shock and terror before they all let out one loud scream.
The woman’s lower jaw was missing, causing her tongue to hang out to the base of her neck. On both sides of her tongue the grotesque picture of where her jaw had been ripped from her face and was now dripping blood on the front of her kimono.
“Oh my god,” Sango gasped, covering her mouth with her hands.
Yoko’s tongue coming out further, a dark vapor slowly coming out of her mouth and up the stairs towards the boys, who seemed stuck to the floor with there eyes locked on the woman.
“Move you idiots!” Inu Yasha shouted at them.
“Stop it, Inu Yasha. They can’t hear you, even if they could there’s nothing that can be done,” Miroku said grimly.
The vapor enveloping them all as it reached them. Their struggles barely visible against the all black ball that now surrounded them. Their eyes glazing over before they all stopped struggling at all.
Yoko opening what was left of her mouth, the vapors returning, taking the boys with them. The ball that now surrounded them morphing and becoming smaller as it was swallowed up along with the vapors.
The feudal gang closed their eyes in disgust. When they opened them again they found themselves back on the stairs when the children were all splitting up.
The three boys and twins were gone and the only visible people were the two girls.
"H-How did we-? W-what-?" Shippo gasped.
"I guess we're supposed to follow them," Miroku answered.
They all nodded in agreement beore scrambling off the stairs to catch up with the two girls.
"Do those two ever stop fighting?" Sayaka hmphed, following Misaki down the hall.
Misaki turned her head and momentarily stopped. "Who?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Koyomi and Hajime of course! Those two fight over the dumbest things," she replied.
Misaki snorted and rolled her eyes as she began to walk on again. "Oh that? It's just alovers quarrel," she said calmly.
"Doesn't that sound familiar?" Sango asked her eyes locked on Inu Yasha, along with the others.
"What?" Inu Yasha asked, oblivious to what they were talking about.
Sayaka looked just as shocked. "Yeah, then why-"
She cut off as they heard splashing coming from one of the rooms.
"What's that?" Sayaka asked.
Misaki's face was furrowed in concentration as she tried to figure out what the source could be."I don't know," she whispered. "Maybe we should-"
She stopped as the cries of a boy could be heard and the splashing grew frantic, obvisius signs that a struggle was happening.
"We have to do something!" Sayaka cried, nt being able to stand there for another moment as another child struggled for their life, as she rushed past Misaki and into the room where the sounds were coming from.
"Wait! Nobody's lived in this house or 5000 years, there can't possibly be anyone here," Misaki shouted after her, following her into the room a second later after giving an exasperated sigh.
When she got into the room she saw it was a typical bathroom with ahuge tub next to the right wall, and many small showerheads for rinsing off. Except for Sayaka there was no other person in the room or any signs that a struggle occured in the room, espicially in the tub. Though strangely dark the water was still and not a single drop was on the floor.
Sayaka gave a nervous chuckle. "Must've been our imaginations," she said, giving a jerky shrug.
Misaki gave her a hard look. "It wasn't our imaginations.We both heard it," she almost shouted back.
Sayaka was about to respont as the tub's water bubbled.
Both pof them scuttled to the left wall and stared at the tub accusingly, waiting for it to bubbbe again. When it didn't Sayaka went over and pulled up her sleeve.
"What are you doing?" Misaki hissed from the wall, which she was seemingly glued to at the moment.
"I'm gonna drain it. The water's filthy and-"
"So yu're gonna put your arm in there!" Misaki screeched.
"-somene should unclog it. Besides, no more water, no more splashing," she cntinued despite the shout. She raised her arm high above the water and flexed her fingers before plunging into the water and moving it around, searching for the stopper.
After a couple of seconds she found it and pulled the chain out and set it to the side. Putting her arm back in agian to pull the stopper out, she gasped as a pale arm came from the water and grabbed her, then screamed when it pulled her into the murky water with aloud splash.
"Sayaka!" Misaki shouted alarmed, rushing over and screaming down at the water, splashing her arms around in the water frantically, quickly pulling back as she felt something touch her hand.
Misaki let out a disgusted grunt as she pulled the strands of wet, sticky hair from her fingers. Catching a momentary glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye, she started to turn and almost instantly found her head submerged in the murky water by the man standing behind her who was not there before.
Screaming underwater, which caused more of the murky liquid to clog her lungs, she thrashed madly. Her strength nothing compared to that of the man, or whatever, was holding her down.