InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Don't You Know My Face? ❯ Deja V� ( Chapter 2 )

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Don't You Know My Face?

Chapter 2:Deja Vú

She lay on her bed, stomach up, her hands folded neatly ontop of it. She was thinking...about anything. Why couldn't she remember? Where was she, exactly?

Who was she?

She didn't know much of anything anymore. She wanted to cry. But why did she want to cry? Was there something she needed to cry about? She would get the feeling that she was missing something. That there was a hollow spot in her heart, a part of her that somebody else already had. If only she could remember her past.

Her past...did she have a past? She couldn't remember. A small tear rolled down her face, and she absently brought a bruised hand up to touch it. She looked at the drop on her fingertip, and turned her finger slightly, so it glistened in the sun. What was it inside of her that ached to remember? That ached to belong?

A knock on the door interrupter her thoughts. A male voice called out to her, and curiosity ran through her. Did she know the individual on the other side of the door?

"Kagome?", a voice called out to her. Was that her name? Ka-go-me..?

"Is that who I am?" she replied. The soft click of the handle signaled the opening of her door, and she turned her head to see the visitor enter. He had long silver hair, and wore a red haori. He had...claws? And his eyes were an unusual shade of yellow...were those dog ears? Granted, she was worrying a bit now...and who carries a sword these days? Or wait...do people carry swords around these days?

She watched as the visitor sat down on her bed, and faced her wall. She waited for him to speak.

InuYasha walked into the room and sat down on her bed. Didn't she remember anything? He already knew the answer to that. He didn't look at her. He couldn't bring himself to. He felt the bed shift, and saw her trying to sit up, wincing a few times in the process. He offered her a hand, but she seemed reluctant to take it. A small part of him hurt, but the other reminded him that she didn't know who he was. It was to be expected.

He started uneasily, as she crossed her legs beside him. "Do you remember me at all?"

He saw her thinking, pondering, her brow furrowed in concentration.

"I'm sorry..." she replied, "I don't...remember...your face."

His heart sank, and his ears drooped. He heard her laugh, and looked at her questioningly.

"Are those ears real?" she smiled. His heart skipped a beat. He loved it when she smiled. He nodded, and she pushed, "Can I touch them?"

He blinked a few times, before blushing slightly and nodding. She reached over and rubbed them gently, and he closed his eyes, a small smile on his lips. She stopped all too soon, and he inwardly winced. Oh well.

He watched as she re-positioned herself. This would take awhile.

Kagome sat beside him. She felt that she could trust him. That she knew him, but she couldn't place her finger on it. Why was this so frustrating? Tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced them back down.

"Please," she said, looking at him with pleading eyes, "Tell me who you are."

They sat on the bed, as he explained who he was, and about Sango and Miroku, Shippo, Kaede. Most everyone, including the Feudal Era.

They laughed at the funny times, cried at the sad ones, and Kagome shivered with anticipation in the tense ones. But no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't remember them. She couldn't recall any memory of the past eleven years or so.

Before long, she found herself grabbing her pillow, and burying her face in it, tears streaming down as she cried. She felt the man InuYasha pull her close and hug her, comfort her. She felt so at ease with him, she must have truly trusted him. But...could she have...loved him once? She leaned on his shoulder as she cried silently. He wiped away her tears, and hooked a finger under her chin, so that she locked gazes with his amber depths.

"We'll get through this," he told her with utmost sincerity, "And you'll remember soon." He smiled at her, and she smiled back. Maybe he could help her afterall.

After debating with her mother, she was finally led to the well house. She watched with uncertain eyes, as InuYasha walked casually towards the well in the middle. He turned to her, and motioned for her to come. She obeyed hesitantly. Walking to his side, she looked down into the depths with doubtful eyes.

"Are you sure this will work?"

He smiled and nodded.

"Trust me. Just hold on tight."

She took his hand, and grabbed his forearm tightly. He blushed slightly, but she didn't notice, as he jumped in with his arm around her waist. He watched her reaction as the blue light surrounded them. Her eyes widened, as she looked around at the blue air. Bits of light surrounded her, and she watched as the flew by.

They landed on the dirt of the Feudal Era, and InuYasha cleared the ledge with a single bound, much to her surprise. She gasped as she swayed unsteadily on her feet. Could she really be in the past Japan? Everything suggested it, but...

Wow. She opened her arms, and spun around in the clean air. Her face lit up with a radiant smile, as she swirled in the summer sun, rays of light dancing around her, seemingly with her. She didn't notice the smile on InuYasha's face as he watched her dance in the light.

He told her that he would be taking them to Kaede's hut. Whoever Kaede was...

This was becoming extremely frustrating...not to mention depressing. All these people were her friends, and she didn't even remember them? How would they react? She thought about these questions, as she held onto InuYasha's back as they ran through the forest. At first, she had been scared out of her wits at how fast he could move. but something inside her clicked, and she didn't mind it much anymore.

Had she really done all this before? Is this were she belonged?

They came to a spot infront of an old wooden hut, and Kagome dismounted from his back. She followed his lead as they strolled towards the hut, but Kagome froze as an orange fluff zoomed towards her.

"Kagome!" it yelled in happiness, as what she soon discovered to be a child, cling onto her shirt. Her hands froze at her sides, as she looked to InuYasha, lost, wanting guidance. His face dropped, and she felt tears sting her eyes. She hesitantly wrapped her arms around him.

"You must be...Shippo...correct?"

The child in question looked up at her with hurt eyes.

"Don't you remember me Kagome?"

The tears were held back by a single thread of will, and it was wound to snap.

A girl, about her age, ran out of the hut next. "Kagome-chan!" she called, and embraced her in a tight hug. That was the last straw.

The barrier broke, and silent tears flowed down her cheek. Her face remained steady, as she began to cry, not wanting them to know. How did they know her? Who were they? How many times would she have to do this, and have the feeling that something inside her was missing?

The girl pulled back, and gave her a questioning look, but was startled to find tears.

"Kagome, what's wrong?"

Another tear fell gracefully down her cheek, as she slowly walked past her to a nearby tree, still holding onto the small child. She sat down, and the others gave her a quizzical look, along with Miroku who had now exited the hut.

They looked to InuYasha, who, for once in his life, looked like he was going to cry as well. Something was definitely wrong.

Kagome sat under the tree in the afternoon sun. An hour had passed, or roughly so, and she still held the small child in her arms. He had tried to help her remember, tell her things to try and bring her memory back, but to no avail. She now knew his name, though, and that he was a kitsune, a fox demon.

The new information made it easier for her, and he was kind enough to explain who Miroku, Sango and Kaede were. She must've had a strong bond with him, she silently concluded. Maybe a mother-son kind of thing. He sure acted like it. He told her about his father, and she cried for him, and he explained what brought them together with Miroku and Sango as well. He also told her the story about InuYasha and how she had released him from the tree, the whole time her listening attentively.

InuYasha and the others had gone into the hut, and hadn't returned for the duration of the time she sat outside. She was becoming tired, and wanted to join them. Maybe someone could trigger her memory. She stood with the kitsune child by her side, as she quietly walked towards the hut. She stopped short as she heard someone crying, and low voices.

Why did this have to hurt so much? Why...why...WHY?!

Why did the Gods hate her so, that they had to steal her life from her? This had probably been the best thing to happen to her, and it had all be taken away. Gods, she didn't even remember how she lost her memory. She hid her eyes with her bangs, as she bowed her head.

"Shippo...I want to be alone for awhile." she said sadly as she crouched by his side. "I won't be long, I just want to take a walk." she smiled at him and ruffled his hair, before turning and walking in the direction they had come from.

The kitsune child watched her leave as a small tear dripped down his face. His mother had forgotten him, though she knew him now. But he wasn't sure...that she knew who she herself was.

Kagome walked through the forest, fighting back tears. It was so unfair. So wrong. She must've been happy here, people must've care for her. Why did it have to happen this way?

She found herself in the clearing with the well before she knew it. She studied it with confused eyes. Would it work if she jumped in by herself? Possibly. Shippo had said that it had let her through before.

She shrugged and sat down on the ground beside it, not noticing a pair of red eyes studying her.

It was weird, though. Shippo had also said that she was what they call a "miko", a priestess with spiritual powers. She had spiritual powers? Granted, that would be pretty cool...if she knew how to use them. He said that she could use a bow and arrows, and could purify a shard of the sacred jewel with a single touch.

The sacred jewel...that was another thing. She couldn't remember anything about it. Apparently she broke it while trying to retrieve it from a demon, hence the reason for the group.

But...why was it so important? Shippo refused to tell her why InuYasha wanted it. It probably upset her in some way in the past. In that area she was grateful for him sparing her the details.

The bushes behind her rustled, and she turned around with a start, hesitantly getting to her feet.

"Is anyone there?" she asked no-one in particular. A long hiss protruded from the bushes, and her stomach sank. Her heart beat fast, as a figure emerged.

A giant snake-like creature with fangs the length of her arm slid out of the bushes. It's scales were midnight black, the sun shining off it in ungodly ways. She prayed she was dreaming, but knew she wasn't.

There was a giant snake across the clearing from her. She couldn't find her voice. She couldn't move, her legs were glued to the ground. She swallowed a few times, but couldn't force her voice out to call for help. She took a hesitant step backwards, and the snake watched her every move.

When she took another step backwards, it charged her and she screamed, dodging at the last second. She fell to the side, as the snake flew by her. She got up and prepared to run, backing up as she watched its movements. Words ran through her head, and she had a strong feeling of deja vú. As the snake turned and charged at her again, she called out,

"Whoever you are, please, somebody help me!"

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