InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Don't You Know My Face? ❯ In My Dreams ( Chapter 4 )

First and foremost, I would like to say a very big "YOU'RE WELCOME!!!! =D" to my cuz'n Beanie ^.^

Second, I'm proud to say that Kikyo shall not be in this fic! I will not include her, (aside from the dreams which u will soon see o.O), nor will I even consider her important enough to add, then kill. Yes, I know my friend over there will be happy (ahem *cough*, PATRICIA) so if you're a Kikyo lover, please don't hate me! o.O

Alright! On with the chappie! ^.^

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Don't You Know My Face?

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Chapter 4: In My Dreams

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After changing clothes, grabbing medical supplies from downstairs, dressing her wound and grabbing a bite to eat, Kagome had decided to turn in fairly early. The day's events had been more than stressful, and her body ached along with her mind.

So here she was, lying in bed. The sun had set beyond the downtown buildings several hours ago. She glanced at the clock beside her bed. One-thirty. Thrills galore. She hadn't been able to stop thinking since she had the flashback.

The main thought was what had triggered it. She had since then began to think of other possible triggers to unlock her mind, and open herself back up to her past. She had made a mental checklist, and so far the score was 0-how many ever possibilities she had come up with, including a favourite food, sports, even board games. But everything was too random.

Besides, it had to be something more complex. I mean, who would've thought that punching a mirror and inflicting self-damage would bring back a memory? Be honest, now. Exactly her problem. Plus the whole time-traveling thing was just way too weird to leave any normal triggers around, so it would obviously take more time.

Her eyes began to droop and she breathed deep, hoping sleep would finally come claim her. She drifted off into dream world soon after, not noticing the pair of amber orbs that watched her from outside her window.

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To say that she was having a disturbing dream would be an understatement. She worked up a sweat and tossed in her sheets as she experienced more than she ever wanted to, not being able to control it at all.

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She was in a dark area. No lights, no sun, no warmth to shine on her face. She turned in circles, but all she saw was the never-ending darkness. She heard someone approach behind her, and saw a man in fur, who looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't recognize.

He began sprouting roots from underneath the pelt and laughed as she turned and started to run. The vines followed her, gaining on her as she began to decrease in speed, unable to move. The vines grabbed her and she screamed in protest, as a pink light shot forth from her hands, disintegrating them immediately. The fell to the ground, steam rising off them as they lay in a burned crisp.

She watched, dazedly, as the figure in the cloak howled with pain, disappearing into the darkness, as light began to engulf her, revealing a meadow with beautiful flowers. She saw a figure in the distance, and she stood shakily to her feet. She began to walk towards the figure, to come upon the conclusion that it was a woman, with several children around her. They were smiling and laughing, and Kagome felt as if she were being called to them.

She smiled lightly, and began to walk over, when the woman turned to face her suddenly, glaring at her with intense hate. The light disappeared, only remaining around the two women, dark consuming the rest of the area.

"Why are you here?" the woman asked her, hatred dripping from her voice.

Kagome opened her mouth to answer, when the woman continued,

"You don't belong here! Leave now, stay at your time! You are nothing but a worthless copy! Leave, NOW!" The woman pointed her palms at Kagome, and she was thrown backwards, hitting an imaginary wall. Pain shot through her back, as the darkness returned.

She fell to her knees and hid her face in her hands. She fought back tears as she spoke.

"Why am I here? I can't remember! I'm all alone..." A small glistening drop ran down her cheek, and she reluctantly wiped it away.

"You're not alone," a familiar voice called out, and she raised her head. The silhouette of a man stood infront of her, far enough away that she couldn't make out who he was. Light filled the gap between them, and she watched with wide eyes.

"You're never alone. I will always be right here with you."

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Kagome's eyes fluttered open slowly, her heart beginning to return to a normal rate. Her senses were dulled as she slowly began to rise out of the levels of sleep and into consciousness. A soft hand brushed the sweaty bangs out of her eyes, and she opened them fully, turning to face amber orbs.

The scream in her throat became lost when she recognized him as her friend. Had he been the one in her dream?

"You were having a dream?" he questioned.

She nodded lightly, smiling at him softly.

"Why..." she asked, as she waited to have his full attention, "Does it feel so comfortable to be near you? So right?" Her brow furrowed in thought and confusion as she awaited the answer.

She watched him smile sadly before replying, "I have found me asking myself the exact same question about you. I already know my answer. You have to find yours."

He pulled the covers up and smoothed them before squeezing her hand gently.

"Goodnight Kagome."

He stood and left via the window into the moonlight. She mustn't have been asleep for long, since it was still dark out.

But something inside her stirred that night. Something that wanted to be awoken. Something that was so painful...yet held so much joy. An emotion that she couldn't understand, not even sure if she wanted to. She fell into a deep sleep, without anymore dreams, the vision of his eyes never leaving her mind.

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Yeee-har =P

Another chapter done! I regret to inform that I probably won't be able to update until next Friday on all stories. Sorry! I will be thinking, though, so that when I write, it will be great!

This story may not run for much longer, it'll probably be short. I'm not ready for another long-endurance type when I already have S.o.G. in the running. Soo...be prepared! ^.--

Thanks to everyone for their love and support, everyone who has reviewed and all who have given me tips and constructive criticism, especially my caring and loving family and friends. You guys are my world.

Luv ya! ^.--

*Moshi**