InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Don't You Know My Face? ❯ The Real Me ( Chapter 7 )

It's me...again...*sigh*...--_--

I really need a hobby don't I? I wanna go to wonderland!..*sob*...o.O

Anywho..

The next chapter in my psychotic ficcy! ^______________________^

Hope you enjoy!

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Don't You Know My Face?

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Chapter 7: The Real Me

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InuYasha's nose twitched in the air. A familiar scent came from upwind, and he ran out of the hut, leaving a surprised Sango, Miroku and Shippo in his wake. He sprinted, following his nose, to a familiar clearing.

`Kagome? Here?'

His mind was racing, as he burst into the clearing. He looked around but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath of the air around him. He followed her scent to the space infront of the well. Her scent became intoxicated with pain and fear, the closer he got. But what disturbed him most, was a disgusting scent, one of hate and putrid. Naraku's.

He ran. He ran for what seemed like forever, following his instincts, all senses wide awake for any kind sign. But he didn't find any. Hours later, at the break of dusk, he returned to the hut, facing his worried friends. He explained to them the possible situation, and they panicked at first, as he himself had done. They thought of possible plans of action, strategies, etc., but nothing eased their minds. Because in the back of their heads, no matter how they denied it, they knew that Naraku now had their best friend...and there was nothing they could do.

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All she knew of was darkness. Empty, consuming, deathly horrible darkness. Her body refused to function, though her mind still raced a mile a minute. Her physical self was out of her reach, but her mental self still belonged to her. She sat in a room, her legs folded neatly infront of her, in the presence of Naraku. Without his baboon skin, at first glance he would seem a normal, mortal man. But first impressions aren't always right, and seconds can be deadly.

He didn't look at her, rather out the window to his right, her left. His leg was brought up, and his arm rested on it lazily, his other supporting his head. She didn't fear for her life...not yet, anyway. She knew that for him to go through so much trouble, he had something planned for her. And she didn't like it already.

He sat up, and she watched him intently, without actually seeing. He stood slowly and walked over to her, the heat in the back of her neck pulsing. He hooked one hand under her chin, so her eyes locked with his own. She tried to look away, disgusted from his touch, but found that once again, she had no control over her actions.

He stood and held out his opposite hand, as a purple light surrounded it. A sword in the far corner shook and rattled, as the same glow surrounded it. It lifted off the ground, and suddenly flew into his hand. He turned it around and held it out to her, as her body automatically complied, and took it in its hands.

He backed away, and she rose, slowly, the sword in her right hand. She held it out infront of her, blade parallel to her body, when she turned it suddenly, so it appeared to be only paper thin to her eyes. Pulling her right arm back, her elbow bent as her sword raised, poised above her head, her left hand extended in a stance.

She suddenly thrust the sword forward, turning her body, as she jumped, her left leg propelling her body sideways, as she came to land back on her right, the sword still pointing dead ahead. She turned it sideways, the thick of the blade parallel to her body again, as she pushed forward, and backed away one step, before completing a full backflip. Landing, she twirled the sword above her head, fighting off possible opponents, as she turned in a cartwheel position, and turned, her head or hands never touching the ground, as she landed, spun, and tucked the sword under her arm, watching Naraku for her next move.

Her smirked evilly, as Kagome's mind raced.

`I can totally kick ass! Uh...not now Kagome...Keep yourself focused, you're in over your head here.'

He walked over to her, and leaned in to whisper. As she listened to his words, her heart pounded painfully. She wanted to scream, she wanted to run away...but most of all she wanted to crumple to the floor and cry.

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She walked through the forest, her body set towards a simple target, but her mind urging it to turn and run away. It was the most horrible feeling in the world, to have to watch yourself do everything you would never dream of in your most horrible nightmares, and not be able to do anything about it. She had given up struggling a long time ago, but she still harbored hope that she could overcome the spell he had put her under.

She had long ago figured that he must've placed a tainted shard in the back of her neck, the dull throb every now and then a reminder of her dreary situation. Her feet pressed onward, she felt no pain, no feeling, warmth nor cold.

Her body's eyes locked forward, as a familiar blur landed infront of her. His red hakama, his silver hair and amber eyes, ears twitching atop his head, as his clawed hands reached out for her in a panic. He yelled something at her, but she didn't hear, she couldn't. All she had was wasted life. She heard, but she couldn't listen. She saw, but she couldn't acknowledge. She spoke, but she didn't say anything.

A small tear slipped down her cheek, as the sun's evening rays shone through it, making it glisten as it slid down her face.

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InuYasha sat in the tree outside the hut. He didn't want to believe. He didn't want to admit that Naraku had the one person he truly cared for in his grasp. He pounded the branch beside him, as he sat in misery. He would find her. No matter what it takes, he would find her.

His ears shot up, as his eyes widened, at a sudden sound from the forest behind him. He stood up on his branch, and quickly leapt to another, deeper into the forest. A familiar scent came from his target, and his heart leapt. Then he saw her. She was walking, her shirt and pants cut in places from branches. He jumped down and landed infront of her. His eyes met hers, and he froze. Her eyes were empty, void of any emotion, their depths no longer radiating, but instead a dull brown in their spot. He held out his hand to her, as he tentatively called her name. A tear slid down her face.

"Kagome..."

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Kagome, or rather her body, stood without so much as a response. How could she respond? What could she say? Her voice wouldn't work. She screamed to him in her mind, hoping, praying, that somehow she could break the spell Naraku had put on her for only five seconds, so that she could tell him to run, to escape.

Instead her body drew her sword from the sheath at her side. She held it in a fighting stance, as she waited for his actions. She saw it all. She saw his face, the shock it produced, as his body froze much like her own. She poured every ounce of her strength into fighting off the tainted jewel shard, but to no avail.

Her body charged at him, and he pulled Tetsusaiga at the last second, it still in its smaller version due to the fact that she was human. They blocked swords with a loud ring, as she swiped at him sideways, to which he blocked again. Her body continued maneuvering on its own, as she cried inside. She didn't want to do this, she wanted it to stop...

He jumped back, and she flipped backwards, mimicking his action. He stood, Tetsusaiga resting lazily at his side.

"What's wrong with you?! You aren't the Kagome I know," he spoke, almost desperately, as she charged at him again. This time, he didn't raise Tetsusaiga to block, rather dropped it and grabbed her wrists, holding her in spot, forcing her to look in his eyes.

"What's going on? Naraku did this to you, didn't he? Tell me how to fix it!"

For that brief moment, the true Kagome shone throw the dull exterior. Her eyes flashed a warm brown, full of emotion and sorrow, as her head lowered, another tear falling through. He was momentarily shocked, and her body took the opportunity. Jumping up, she pushed her feet into his stomach, and propelled herself, flipping backwards and out of his grasp, as he flew backwards into a tree.

She landed on the ground, and pulled out a dagger, as she held it, poised to throw. Her body shook, as she focused on her aim. She positioned herself, her target his heart, as her body shook. Her mind screamed.

`No! I won't kill him! I won't!'

Her hand shook, as the blade threatened to drop. The shard pulsed, as her body made to throw the knife, but at the last second, Kagome pushed her energy into the arm as best she could. It flew towards him, and hit the tree with a dull thud, beside his head. She fell to the ground shaking, beads of sweat eminent on her face.

She heard him stand, and she looked up to see him heading her way. Her body panicked, as it stood and took a few steps back, before turning and running into the forest.

Behind her, InuYasha stood in the clearing, shocked and too stunned to move. He picked up Tetsusaiga, and placed it in his sheath, as he walked up to the knife embedded in the tree. He pulled it out with a sharp tug, and held the handle in his hand. He knew his Kagome was still alive inside the fake one, and he would do anything and everything to get her back.

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Kagome walked into the dark mansion, past skeletons and rotting corpses, to a single room. Pushing past the curtain, she walked in and sat down infront of the man standing towards the window.

Naraku turned around and slowly walked up to her, stopping a step away. Her head remained towards the ground.

"You didn't kill him," he spoke, his voice low. She shook her head in response.

"Why?" he asked.

She didn't reply. She didn't move. She sat still, as he crouched down to her level, his hand now placed on her forehead. He closed his eyes, as he spoke.

"Your memories are too important to the continuation of this mission. Relax...I'll help make this easier for you." he said quietly, as a flow of energy began racing through his arm.

Kagome fumed. She radiated anger and hatred, as the first wave of energy surged through her. She may not have her body, but she'll be damned if she didn't use the only thing she did have. She wouldn't let him take away the memories she had so recently retained.

She summoned her powers, as a pink light surrounded her body. She pushed it out against his own, and she felt him flinch. She pushed again, and then she took all her power and forced it out into his arm. He pulled back, his arm steaming slightly, as he hissed.

"It seems you are still too strong," he said, his tone icy. He reached around behind her, and pressed the jewel shard, as her eyes closed, her mouth opening in a silent scream as waves of excruciating pain shot through her. Her body went limp, as she fell forward hitting the floor with a dull thud.

Naraku stood and walked to the window, looking out once more.

"You can fight it all you want," he said, to no one in particular, "But in the end, you will kill him."

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Another chapter done! Sorry for the cliffie last time..^^;;;;;;

Anywho...another chapter will probably come soon...I kinda have a lot on my plate recently but I'm trying! ^_______^

Sorry if this chapter's a bit short, but I really need food, and I don't want to leave another cliffie...or do I?... o.O

Anyways...thanks to all who've reviewed, and thanks to everyone who's given me support!

Luv yaz!

Moshi**