InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Promises Last Forever? ❯ The Trap ( Chapter 27 )

Hi guys!!

 

I know it's been a while. I'm trying to get a chapter of this up every two weeks. It's working ok, and it works well for me because the chapters get written (quite decently as well) in about that time. So, yay!!

 

Enjoy this chapter! I'll talk more at the bottom.

Lynne

 

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The Trap

 

Sango looked at Miroku and sighed. She felt actually really dumb. She wasn't sure how Miroku's trip was treating him, but she didn't actually want to know. She didn't want to know if he was in any pain, if he was seeing things that scared him, if he was feeling the needles and pins that sometimes stuck her when she took the trip.

 

She also didn't want to know if he was imagining someone in front of him, being materialized because of the effect of the drug. She didn't want to know that if he was imagining someone, it wasn't her…

 

Sango turned her attention back to the computer screen, intent of finishing the last of her e-mail to her dad in Paris letting him know how absolutely dandy things were. Yeah. Right.

 

As soon as she hit the send button, she turned to see that Miroku had started to stir and move, and even let out so much as a light sigh. She was glad to see he was coming to, but she didn't want to know what would be happening next. She knew she'd done some stupid things when she took a trip, and she didn't want that to happen to Miroku.

 

As soon as Miroku opened his eyes, he sat straight up and started to hyperventilate. Sango instantly rushed to his side.

 

“Wh-where am I?” He asked, stunned.

 

“Miroku, you're in Kagome's room, remember? I'm watching you, I'm going to be here with you. Don't worry. You're ok.”

 

“I am?” He asked, sounding like a little child.

 

“Yes, Miroku. You're fine. You're gonna be fine.” Sango said, reaching around him and hugging him.

 

“Thank you, Sango.” He simply said, a bit weirded about the entire thing. He knew who she was, and what was going on, at least somewhat. He remembered them talking about an acidic substance before Sango came up to him and pushed on his neck and him seeing black. He hadn't expected to wake up here, though.

 

“So, what would you like to do, Miroku? I've got about 6 hours to spend with you until I really think you're safe enough to go home. I'm not sure how long this trip will last, but I don't want you alone until I'm sure that at least it's effect is halved.” Sango said, but only got a perplexed look from Miroku.

 

“Um, I don't know? I want to sleep, really.” Miroku replied. His head was pounding, and although he did have Sango next to him and it didn't seem like she had anything but a pair of hot shorts and a tube top on (why?), and it looked like the floor would be just about perfect to go for a swim in, he was really tired.

 

“Oh, ok. Here, lie down.” Sango said, laying him back, and then crawling into bed beside him. “Do you mind? I'm a bit tired as well.”

 

“Nope!” Miroku replied, not really enthusiastic like he had lecherous thoughts running through his head, but more like he was really entertained by the idea of having a sleepover with this girl.

 

Sango was slightly stunned by the tone of this response, but she shrugged and blew it off. She could bear sleeping with him. It seemed the major effect of the acid for him was that he acted about 10 years younger than his age. Not too bad. Well, actually, yeah, it was, but it could be worse.

 

She felt him turn over, and when she looked, she found he was looking right at her.

 

“Hey, Sango?” He asked, innocent-like. Like he didn't have a lecherous bone in his body. She actually liked this. Too bad it couldn't stay…

 

“Yeah?”

 

“My mom always gave me a good night kiss. Could you give me one too?” There it was again. That really child-like tone in his voice that could disarm even the most ferocious of demons.

 

“Sure.” As she leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek, he looked at her funny.

 

“I don't want one on my cheek…” He said, blushing.

 

“Well, then, where to you want it?” She asked, knowing what hell she could get herself into, but she ignored her better judgement. (A/n: Think about it…)

 

“Hewa.” Miroku said, raising a single finger to his lips as if making the “shh” sign. He was still blushing madly.

 

“Ok, sweetie.” And so she leaned over him and placed a very chaste kiss on his lips, knowing what could happen if she went too far. But to her surprise, he returned it. Eagerly. A bit…too eagerly, even if his hands did stay north of the border.

 

She found that he had wrapped his arms around her, one across her shoulder blades and one around her waist, so that she couldn't move. When Miroku pulled back, he still had that childish look about him, but this time his features were lit up with a goofy smile. “Gotcha.”

 

`Great. The attitude of a 7-year-old but the mind of an 18-year-old lech. What to do?' Sango asked herself.

 

“Look, Miroku,” Sango said, trying to pry herself from his grip, “I wanna get to sleep. And you want to get to sleep too.”

 

“I'm not letting go!” Miroku said with a pout. “Stay here. You're warm.”

 

“Fine. I'll stay.” Sango said, lowering herself so that her head could rest on his chest. “I can hear your heartbeat.” She said, closing her eyes to get some much-needed rest.

 

“Yeah?”

 

“Mm-hmm.”

 

“I like this Sango. I feel really comfortable with you here. I'm not afraid.” Miroku said, closing his eyes and drifting off into slumber.

 

“Neither am I, Miroku, neither am I.” Sango quietly replied, closing her eyes and sleep claimed her.

 

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Miroku had gone home with Sango, still tripping. Kagome was glad to see that he was only hallucinating mildly and he was really only acting like a 5 year old, give or take a few years at time. She had found them sleeping on her bed, them both on their sides, facing each other, with Sango's head on Miroku's chest, fisting his shirt as if she was afraid to let go. He had his arms around her, and his head rested on top of hers, a satisfied (but not lecherous, like it should have been) smile on his face. Like he had finally returned home after a long trip.

 

After the pair left, Kagome set out to make herself somewhat presentable. She took a shower and put her hair into rollers. She pulled on a little black dress and black pumps, and kept her makeup simple, yet elegant enough so that he wouldn't look at her strange. She put on a necklace with an onyx-heart pendant, and when she took her hair out of the rollers, it cascaded down her back in deep waves. In a few words, she looked beautifully simple, and simply elegant.

 

She grabbed her purse (black, to match the wondrous heels she was wearing) and waited for Naraku to show up. He was on time - seven o'clock sharp. She walked outside with a quick kiss to her mother and a heartfelt goodbye. She had a funny feeling she wouldn't be returning for a bit.

 

She accepted Naraku's arm as he walked her to the car, and slid herself into the passenger seat. She noticed that Naraku kept looking at her strangely, and was thankful that she had the binding ward attached to her, under her dress, masking all trace of her power. She needed it to be constricted as much as possible, to let it grow and augment, as it was part of her training and also a form of safety. Kagome wore it at all times now, unless she was with Inuyasha, Sango or Miroku. Call it paranoid, but she valued her life. Especially now that she was dealing with Naraku.

 

They went to dinner at this fancy restaurant Kagome had never heard of, had danced dances Kagome was a master of and ate food that Kagome was sure was too good to be real.

 

They were now, at Naraku's request, over at his house, having a good laugh over Rush Hour 2. Just because she was somewhat `forced' into this date by her circumstances didn't mean she couldn't have fun. And Naraku really didn't seem that bad.

 

When that was over, Naraku got up to choose a move. He went to the next room, to pick one out from his collection and returned.

 

“It's one of my favorites.” Naraku said, putting `Cruel Intentions' on the coffee table before the couch. “Hey, do you want a soda?” he asked.

 

“Oh, sure. If you have Mountain Dew: Code Red, that'd be perfect.” Kagome replied, absently picking up the DVD case in front of her and fingering it delicately. (A/n: I live on that stuff…)

 

“Sure. If you could just put that in, I'll be back by the time it starts.”

 

“Yep.” Kagome got off the couch and tinkered around with the trick devil (so many buttons!) and finally set it up. She sat back on the couch and watched the older previews.

 

Naraku set the drink in front of Kagome as he sat down and took a sip of his drink (which smelled suspiciously like a suicide…), while Kagome downed her entire glass. It ended with a shuffle of ice and a very audible “ah”.

 

“Thirsty?” Naraku asked, raising an eyebrow.

 

“Heh, yeah. The wine we had made me really thirsty. But that hit the spot.” She said, grinning.

 

“That's good. Come on, let's watch the movie.”

 

About a half-hour into the movie, Kagome felt really tired.

 

“Hey, Naraku? Would you mind taking me home? I feel like I'm gonna pass out.” She said, her eyes half-lidded.

 

“Oh, sure, let me get - ” But Kagome didn't hear the rest. The world had gone black as she fell into a deep slumber.

 

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Dream Sequence

 

Kagome was walking down the same hallway, as the last time she was in this sort of dream, but instead of seeing it as a 3rd person point of view, she was herself.

 

She shuffled along silently, trying as best as she could to stay hidden in the shadows, like the light would burn her. When she did come across a patch of light, she examined her body. What she saw scared the shit out of her.

 

She was covered in bruises and cuts, like her dad had just beaten her again. But there were two new feelings. A distinct throb was pulsing between her legs, and her back hurt. She ran a hand tenderly over what she could and winced.

 

She felt at least thirty long cuts down her back. Kagome figured it out; she'd been whipped. Badly. But why?

 

She extended her healing power over herself; being a miko, her training allowed her to heal herself somewhat. Her bruises faded and the shallower cuts mended, leaving light scars. She continued walking, now not in control of how her body moved. It kept walking, and she went into a room that was completely dark, save for a small circle of light. She knew what to do.

 

She walked into the patch of light, and waited for something. Her body seemed to know what was coming, but she, in her mind, did not.

 

That's when her eyes registered Kagura, holding some sort of fan and a barrage of blades flying at her. She also felt the pain as they danced over her skin, cutting her everywhere, and Naraku's manic voice as it echoed throughout the room.

 

“You've been a bad girl, Kagome, talking to Inuyasha. Now, accept your punishment.

 

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Kagome awoke with a start, covered in sweat, her body aching all over. She could still feel the blades frolicking over her skin, as they drew fresh cuts…the feeling of blood dripping down her skin…Wait. That wasn't an imaginary feeling. There was definitely blood crawling over her skin. Why?

 

She got up and tried going for where the light switch was in her room. But before she got there, she slammed into her wall.

 

That's when it hit her: this wasn't her room.

 

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A/n: HIO!! Ok, so here's the next chapter! Aren't you happy? I am. It's short. The next chapter is even shorter. But I want to cut it off where it was cut off. I'm thinking of posting the two chapters at the same time. Anyway, here are your review responses. I'm probably going to go on forever. And I have your preview also!

 

Lost-In-Inuyasha: I'd be honored to check out your fic. I have a lot of stuff to read (my reader's fics are like, high on my list…but there's a lot of them) and not a lot of time, but I'll definitely check it out when I can. Also, I'm glad you like the story. It's a crazy-ass story that started off one way and then went off in a totally different direction, but hey, it's interesting. I guess, maybe.

 

Forbidden Miko: Yes, there will definitely be more Inu/Kag! She's doing her job…maybe. She's not at all happy with what she has to do. She just happens to be a good actor. Inuyasha will be making an appearance within the next chapter or so. I don't know exactly when. He's gonna be playing a major part in the whole Naraku spchiel.

 

DraGonMistress704: Sweetie, SHIPPO is fine. He's appearing next chapter, hyper and happy as ever. And no, I won't tell Kagome about Inuyasha. Tell him to visit me when you get the chance. ::winks:: Oh, and about the BF: that ended about 3 days after it started. HAH. (Apparantly, I can't stand having a guy that's somewhat attached to me within like, 10 feet of my body. It's like I go into uber-self-preservation mode. I feel kinda bad for him…but eh. He's a lech anyway.)

 

Miroku-has-Darkness: I found another good story. It's really long-like it's only 15 chapters but it took me almost a week to read. It's called 2004 Dorei Youkai Tokyo. By Midiroku-sama. It's amazing. AMAZING. Go read it!!

 

SmallFryChick323: I'm sorry about no Inu. I feel bad. I love Inuyasha. He's coming back soon. Just not now. He can't be around now, that'd destroy everything. And, yes, I think Naraku is the ultamite bad-dude. Sinister, dark, cute (to a point…but he's got nothing on Inuyasha. NOTHIN!), and all around evil. I love it!

 

Chibi-Inu-Hikaru: Yeahhhhh…it's funness. But thank you for reading! It's fun to know that you think its all so much fun and stuff.

 

BaX: Woot! Go you! I actually have pocky in my night table drawer. I should go get some….

 

Another thank you to lyn, deathsite-zero, inuyashawill loveme13 (), RogueSummersLover, Ryu-akuinenn, and Amree (). You all rock!!

 

The next chapter's called Let's Make a Deal. It's short.

 

Kagome awoke with a start the next morning. Culprit? Kagura's voice. She could swear, that voice grated against her very soul.

 

“Wench, get up. His royal pain-ness wants to see you. I think his exact wording was that he “requested your presence during a light morning meal.”

 

“I see the oaf has a brain after all.” Kagome spat, bitter as ever.

 

“Whatever. Make sure you're there soon. And clean yourself up so that you don't look like a product of MAS.”

 

“Yeah, yeah, tell his royal pain in the fucking ass that I'll be down soon.” Kagome responded.

 

Kagura left.

 

Kagome looked over at her clock and groaned.. The red numbers read `5:30 AM.' No wonder she was in such a foul mood.

 

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Ok? Stay well!

 

Ja ne,

Lynne