InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Family Curse ❯ Chapter 3

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Family Curse

Chapter 3: Appearing

 

Previous Chapter:

 

Wiping off her hands she quickly peered into the mirror…and then forcefully let loose a bloody curdling scream. There in the mirror was not the reflection of the sixteen year old Kagome Higurashi but that of a certain silver haired, golden eyes demon moving exactly as she did.

 

Of course the only sensible thing to do in such a situation is to pass out promptly upon the floor from fear…and that was exactly what the exhausted girl did. Laid out cold upon the floor in a locked girl's bathroom during first period, what a wonderful way to spend ones birthday week.

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“Oi, have you seen Kagome at all today?” an angry, yet worried hanyou asked.

 

The slayer and the monk shook their heads and replied in nay. Sango then grew worried as she haven't seen her friend since yesterday.

 

“Why, did something happen to her? Did she come to school? Is she hurt? Oh my goddess, don't tell me someone kidnapped her! I'll kill him! Is she sick? Is she dying?!” Sango grew more fervent with her questioning as she grabbed Inuyasha's uniform jacket and began shaking him. “Why won't you answer me damn you?!”

 

Miroku nervously laughed as he grabbed a hold of Sango and pried her off of poor Inuyasha, who was gasping for air. He shot her an evil glare as soon as he was free from her grasp.

 

After a few minutes to catch his breath, Inuyasha then hissed, “No baka! She came to class late and then stormed out of the room. After that I haven't seen her since then.”

 

Sango relaxed slightly as she sighed in relief. But his last words made her tense up once again as she began her questioning again like a worried mother.

 

“Do you think something happened to her? Is she alright?!”

 

Inuyasha jumped back to give himself space away from the demon slayer incase she began strangling him for answers again.

 

“That's what I'm asking! Listen to me will you!”

 

Miroku took up Sango's hand and patted it, “There, there Sango. I'm sure she's fine. She probably had some emergency to tend to-”

 

“Emergency?! WHAT?! That`s it, I`m looking for her!” with that said, the slayer pulled away from the monk and left the two guys looking after her stupefied.

 

“Remind me to never ask about Kagome's whereabouts to her again.”

 

“Ditto.”

 

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Sango scowled as she left Kagome's homeroom disappointed. Not only haven't her classmates seen her, her teacher hasn't seen her all day either.

 

“That girl…I'm going to kill her.” Sango muttered to herself as she angrily stomped down the hall.

 

Not looking where she was going, Sango bumped into a girl. She quickly looked up and apologized immediately, only to see a group of girls standing around muttering to each other.

 

“What's going on?” Sango then asked the same girl she accidentally bumped.

 

The girl turned to her and shrugged, “Some idiot thought it was funny to lock the bathroom from the inside, now we can't get in.”

 

Sango quirked an eyebrow as she tilted her head, “Did you call the janitors to open the door?”

 

The girl scoffed as she answered, “Obviously, but because it's locked from the inside, it can only be opened from the inside. What a stupid ass. Who makes the bathroom door open only from the inside? And what is funnier is that jackass probably has been in there all morning.” the girl chattered.

 

Sango didn't pay her any mind as her eyes widened at the last part. 'probably has been in there all morning…'

 

She then muttered, “Kagome” as she then swiftly turned and made her way out the school. She sped walked around the school, until she came to a particular window. She breathed out a puff of breath as she saw the window was slightly agape. Looking left, then right, checking that the coast was clear; she then bent down and jumped up high, grabbing a hold of the ledge of the window. Opening the window wider, Sango slipped through the window and landed inside the girl's bathroom.

 

She breathed a sigh of relief, “Hopefully Miroku doesn't find out about this out, or I`ll never hear the end of this.” she grumbled.

 

Her eyes then landed on a heap less body that resembled her best friend. Fear suddenly rushing throughout her body, Sango quickly scrambled to Kagome's side and propped her head up to see if there was any injuries.

Finding none, she sighed in relief, but then bit her lip as she wondered what made her friend faint. Deciding to get the answers from the source herself, she gently tapped Kagome's face and whispered, “Kagome! Kagome, wake up!”

 

Clicking her tongue when she got no reaction, Sango turned her head and saw the sink. She grinned as she placed her friend's head on the floor once more, before filling her cupped hands with water and splashing it on Kagome's face.

Sango smirked with victory as Kagome's face grimaced. She shook off the wet wake up call and blinked a few times. It took less than a minute for her to figure out where she was as she realized that she was still in the bathroom. She then turned to Sango, who was now sternly glaring at her.

 

“Do you know how worried I was!” She hissed in a lowered voice.

 

Kagome sheepishly smiled as she shrugged her shoulders, before she remembered why she fainted. She jumped up and looked into the mirror and saw that she was still staring at the bastard of a youkai. Jumping up and down and waving her arms, she saw that she was still in sync with the youkai.

Sango just stared at her friend, wondering how hard did she hit her head.

 

“Sango! Sango, look! It's that bastard guy from Inuyasha's house!” she frantically whimpered as she pointed to her reflection on the mirror.

 

Sango twirled to the side and watched as Kagome's self-image mirrored her crazy friend's actions.

 

She breathed a heavy sigh as she shook her head, “Kagome…honey…that's your reflection…”

 

“No! No! I swear to kami! Don't you see it!” Kagome looked back at the reflection to see the youkai pointing back at her. Kagome whined as she turned to her friend, “I'm not crazy! You know I wouldn't lie to you Sango!”

 

Sango nodded her head and patted her friend's back as she said, “Okay, okay Kagome. I think you hit your head a bit too hard when you fainted.”

 

“But I didn't-”

 

“Okay, we got to go, cause we got a horde of girls out there ready to bite your head off for leaving the door locked.”

 

Taking a minute to process what her words meant, Kagome made an 'O' with her mouth as realization hit her, as she glanced back at the locked door. But then her eyebrow quirked in puzzlement as her attention resumed back to her friend.

 

Sango quietly unlocked the door and pulled her friend to the window. The two made it out safely out unharmed, before Kagome resumed staring at Sango's back as she began to lead the way. Noticing that her friend wasn't following her, Sango spun around and saw her friend crossing her arms at her in disbelief. Kagome suddenly grinned.

 

“I think Miroku has been influencing you, just a little bit.” she teased.

 

Sango scowled as she turned away and began to storm off as she muttered, “I could've just left her. But nooo, I had to go and save her.”

 

Kagome began to laugh as she ran up to her friend and placed an arm around her. Sango shrugged her off as she continued to storm away.

 

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“Miko-sama! Another person has been injured!”

 

A young woman in her early 20's turned around. Her lovely dark tresses were tied together to keep away from interfering with her work, allowing everyone to view her beautifully fair skin and her dark eyes that were caring and loving to everyone that needed for help. She bowed as a fellow villager came running to her side with the injured child in his arms. The poor little girl was scarred for life on her back as four gashes were imprinted on her skin.

 

“A tiger tribe of demons invaded our village. We mostly fought them off, but many were killed. This little girl is still alive. Please save her!”

 

The miko smiled sweetly as she held out her arms. The villager bowed as he placed the little girl in the miko's arms. Turning around, the miko then walked slowly to her hut as she stroked the dirty child that was shivering as if she was cold. The miko placed the girl on the mat and took a wet rag as she began to clean the child.

 

“What is your name, child?”

 

The child didn't speak as she was being cleaned. Cleaning the wound, the miko silently glanced at the child's face that was grimacing in pain, yet she did not scream. Afterwards, the miko eased healing herbs over the wounds before wrapping the child's body with bandage. After the procedure, the girl had fallen asleep and peace had graced the hut once more.

Despite the fact that the girl stayed with the miko for many days, she continued to remain silent. Yet, the miko didn't mind as long as the child got better.

 

Then one day, the miko was sitting outside her hut as she watched the moon become full. She turned her head slightly when she heard a scuffle behind her. The little girl rubbed the sleep out of her eyes as the miko bowed her head to her before returning to her moon viewing.

 

It was quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were the cicadas playing their music in the night and the trees creaking from the breeze of wind that was pushing and pulling at its branches. The silence was deafening, until it was broken by a low croaky voice that wasn`t used in a long time.

 

“I hate them.”

 

The miko didn't move. It was as if she hadn't heard the little girl. Yet, the girl wasn't discouraged by the miko's unresponsive reply. Instead, she mustered up the courage and added.

 

“They killed okaa-san and otou-san.”

 

Still the miko didn't make a gesture to indicate that she was listening. Instead, she continued to stare at the moon. Although the little child could not see it, the miko`s lips tugged upwards into a small smile.

 

Deciding to join the miko, even though she wasn't invited to, the small girl sat beside the miko and looked up to the moon as well. Silence had resumed for a few moments, but the spell was broken once more as the croaky voice had turned cheery and lively, as if she was always like that. She began to chatter on about herself--the things she likes, the things she dislikes, her past, her future, her hopes, and dreams… until silence fell upon once more. But suddenly out of nowhere, she then commented casually into a new conversation as if she just remembered what she lacked to tell the miko.

 

“The sky is so dark… so mystic… so vast…so big. Just like the ocean. And the moon looks like it's going to be engulfed by the ocean.” she giggled and then suddenly said, “Umi!”

 

The miko finally then turned to the little girl who then looked up to the older woman as she gave a cheeky smile. Staring into the little girl's oddly dark blue irises, she quirked an eyebrow at her.

 

“Higurashi, Umi!”

 

The miko then chuckled as she broke her silence as well as she replied, “Umi.” And looked back up to the moonlit sky.

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Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

 

A boy that looks about the age of seventeen, who had long shaggy jet black hair, gave a loud, exaggerated yawn as he sat behind a mahogany desk in a dimmed light office room. His oddly colored silver gray eyes were hidden behind the eyelids that were open and closing as he tried his earnest to keep awake. Then without warning, his head plopped down on the desk, banging his head hard on the desk. He winced at the pain, but did not get up. Peeking out of one eye, he stared at the quiet tall, slender figure that stood arms crossed, looking out of the tinted windows. He gave another whiney and annoying sigh, hoping to at least get the attention of the other occupant in the room.

 

Scowling, he propped his head up with his arm when he figured that his methods weren't working. He then began to drum his finger with his free hand as he made side glances to the clock on the table.

 

7:30.

 

He sighed once more before placing his head down on the desk and just stared at his wrist. There a letter was branded into his skin.

 

`Z'

 

His eyes narrowed dangerously at the painful memories behind the imprint of that letter. He'll never forgive those damn dog demons for all the pain and suffering his siblings had to go through. For years, their powers were suppressed that him and his siblings were made into experimental guinea pigs. Out of the 26 subjects, only three were successful and they were thus known as “Project XYZ”.

 

He chuckled to himself.

 

How many years has it been now since he last heard that?

How many years have they been waiting for this moment?

 

“Far too long.” he mumbled to himself.

 

The door was then opened and another occupant entered the room. The boy shook away his thoughts of the past and gazed up. His face broke into a delighted grin as a boy that is about the same age as himself, closed the door behind him. Sighing, he ran his soft hands through his silver-gray bangs, before turning to the grinning boy, who immediately jumped up from his seat and swept over to his side.

 

“Xer-”

 

Placing out his hand, the silver-gray haired boy stopped the overjoyed teen from embracing him with his hand as he pushed against his face. The teen mumbled against the said hand, while holding his stance with his arms open wide. His ink black eyes rolled at the incompetent fool he had been associated for years.

 

Ignoring his companion, the silver-gray haired reported, “It`s not here.”

 

The news wasn't much of a surprise as the silent figure began to giggle. Smiling, she slightly turned her head away from the setting sun only to reveal the deep blue eyes that hid the malicious motives she had in store as she finally said.

 

“Boys, we're going to Tokyo.”

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Kagome waved goodbye to her three friends and watched them drive away from the shrine before stretching her arms high into the sun setting sky. Lowering her arms back to her side, Kagome then slowly walked up the steps to the shrine, her mind full of recent events.

 

First her mother freaks out about being a miko, which led her to being late to class. Then she dreams about some youkai she just met and gets attacked by him for absolutely no reason. But that's not all, she made a fool of herself by running out of class and locking herself in the girl's bathroom all school day because of that same youkai that was now apparently haunting her. Now, not only is she now an idiot, her friends think she's a crazy lunatic for seeing things.

 

She groaned in agony as she recalled what had just occurred a few hours ago.

 

-Couple Hours Ago-

 

Kagome and Sango were just about to step back inside the school building, when they were called from behind by familiar voices.

 

The two stopped and turned to see Miroku and Inuyasha running their way before pushing Sango away, surrounding Kagome. Sango huffed as she was ignored, while her best friend was bombarded with questions by the eagerly curious boys, well at least one of them.

 

“Where were you!?”

 

“You shouldn't worry us like that Kagome, we were looking for you.”

 

“What happened this morning?”

 

“Inuyasha was about to pop a vein. It was pretty funny. I think it's still there.”

 

“Are you okay?!”

 

“Allow me to personally check your health.”

 

“What's wrong with you!?”

 

“My Kagome, you're a cup larger since the last time I checked!”

 

Kagome cringed as Miroku ended up flat down on the ground with a newly fresh bruise on his head. Sango's eye twitched angrily as she clutched her fisted hand over his head. Kagome shook her head as she turned away and began walking back into the building to end the investigation. Yet Inuyasha followed after her, determined to get answers to his questions as he then reached out, grabbed her arm, and turned her around. Kagome sighed tiredly as she looked up to Inuyasha, who was fuming.

 

“You're acting weird, what's going on.”

 

Kagome began, “Inuyasha-” Her eyes turned away from him to side to avoid his eyes, she didn't know how to respond, when she didn't even know herself.

 

Her eyes then grew larger as she stared into the glass trophy case that was displayed in the hall. The reflection showed the hanyou holding onto the arm of a youkai with silver hair. Thus reminding her, the sole reason she was acting strange.

Pulling her arm away from the surprised hanyou, she walked up to the glass case and stared into the reflection, still unbelieving the sight before her. Her hand reached out to touch the glass, as she watched the youkai in the glass reflect her move. She then glanced up from the youkai's face to see Inuyasha glaring hard at her. Her breath and heart beat quickened as she quickly turned back to face him and hoped she still had her sanity as she asked.

 

“What do you see?”

 

Inuyasha was caught off guard as he stupidly replied, “What?”

“God dammit Inuyasha, just answer me! Tell me what you see!”

Instead of answering the girl, Inuyasha just silently stared at Kagome's regular self, trying to figure if this was a trick question.

 

“Inuyasha! Tell me now! I need to know!”

 

Inuyasha scrunched his face as he slowly answered unsure, “You?”

 

Kagome scowled loudly as she grew impatient with his answer and stomped her foot on the ground as she pointed to the glass behind her.

 

“Stop lying to me! Don't you see the youkai!? He has long silver hair and amber gold eyes!”

 

Inuyasha looked behind her to the reflection and just saw himself and Kagome. He shrugged his shoulders and simply replied, “All I see is you and me, Kagome.”

 

Kagome screamed and thrashed in her place like a child under a tantrum. This only increased Inuyasha's concern for his best friend.

 

“What's going on?”

 

Inuyasha and Kagome's attention turned to Sango and Miroku, who now decided to join the two. Sango's left hand was on her hip, while the other was attached to Miroku's stretched ear.

 

Already knowing Sango`s answer, she desperately asked the monk, “Miroku! Tell me what you see!” Her puppy eyes looked into his violet irises, hoping he would come through, he was her last chance to show she was not crazy.

 

Miroku gazed into Kagome's eyes, then around them, and then finally back to Kagome, who was pointing once more to the glass trophy case.

 

“A trophy case?”

 

“No, baka! In the reflection!”

 

Miroku squinted his eyes at the glass case before relaxing his eyes as he replied, “Us?”

 

Sango just about heard enough of this as she then entered into the conversation, “Enough, Kagome.”

 

Kagome whined as Sango then spun around and dragged Miroku with her, “I'm not crazy Sango! He's there!” She looked back into the reflection to make sure, “See!”

 

Inuyasha looked between Sango and Kagome, clearly confused and unsure what to make of this as he then followed after Sango. “It's okay, sweetie. You hit your head and it's now making you see things.” Sango called back to her, still walking away.

 

Kagome's body slumped forward as her friends left her behind. She glanced back into the reflection to see him slumped forward as well. Her eyes squinted into the mirror and he squinted back at her. Looking away from the reflection, she dejectedly and slowly followed after her friends.

 

--Present--

 

Kagome's eyes narrowed and her jaw tightened as she gritted her teeth. It's all because of him!

 

A gentle breeze of wind swept by, pushing strands of loose hair in her face. She scrunched her face as she blew a puff of air to remove the annoying strands away. Stopping before the eldest tree in the city, Kagome sat underneath the God tree and pulled her legs to her chest as she hugged them. She propped her chin on her knees and sighed.

 

How could so much happen in one day? She pondered.

 

Leaning back against the tree, she closed her eyes and slowly breathed through her nose as she drifted to sleep while the sky grew darker.

 

Little did she know, this was just the beginning.

 

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The reverberation of exotic beats rumbled and echoed throughout the dance floor as numerous hot and sweating bodies, swayed to the music. The mixture of both sexes heavily pressed against one another, panting and moaning in ecstasy due to the pleasure and heat from dancing. Neither genders have a care for the world, but to dance to their hearts content, and neither stopping in fear of losing this euphoric world.

 

One particular club dancer wasn't picky on who he danced with, as long as that partner could keep up with his speed. Rarely, his partner could match his speed when he chose to dance, so he was often dancing by himself, while an audience watched in awe at his grace and speed as he was lost in his own world. But not today…

 

Swaying his body this and that to match the beat of the song, he paid little attention to the lustful stares glaring at his glistening body at the side. But among the pleasure seeking viewers, a pair of dark irises stood out above all the rest.

 

Smiling coyly, the admirer joined in to dance on the dance floor as the song switched to a faster high-beat tempo. Slowly making her way through the closely packed bodies, she fluidly danced around until she reached her target, before increasing her speed to match his.

 

The target felt a new body next to him and smirked delightedly at the newcomer. He welcomed the challenge of the woman and decided to test out her worth.

 

She could feel his platinum tresses brush teasingly against her skin as he swiftly turned around and acknowledged her presence. His arms embraced her from behind as if a hunter ready to capture his prey. But she knew better as she slipped away from his grasp and began to dance around him as if teasingly courting him. His chest rumbled with laughter at her bold gesture and decided to allow her to amuse him for a while.

 

Dancing nonstop, all eyes were now enraptured by the two beauties on the dance floor, as they moved as if in their own world. The platinum haired male falling lustfully under the temptresses spell as she matched him move by move, unwillingly to let him capture her. All he could do was be encased by the dark irises staring directly into his amber golden in merriment.

 

At the end of his patience, he decided to end this once and for all. Just as he was about to grab her and end this cat and mouse game, the room suddenly went completely dark. There was silence before the music began another hard metal song and the room began flash neon colors.

 

His eyes narrowed as the minx had figured his intentions and used this moment to escape his clutches. Following her scent, she abandoned the dance floor and fled to the outside world.

 

As he followed her scent to a school, his normal amber golden eyes began to dim as crimson red slowly mixed into his eyes. He scanned the school and noted that the place was intoxicate with her scent. His nose flared as it led him inside and down the halls, turning left then right, then up the stairs, down the corridor, and around the corner, before her scent came to a dead stop. And a new scent arose mixed with the old one. It was a different kind of scent, it was laced with a purer and innocent kind of fragrance.

 

The minx was trying to confuse him.

 

Yet, there before him stood a beauty, as she turned to him. Her now beautiful ocean blue irises stared right back at him as her midnight raven hair gently swayed behind her. Narrowing his eyes, he began to approach her, but she in return began to back away. Advancing before her as he prepared his strike, a bright pink energy pushed against his bright green. The two forces collided with each other, blinding him in a flash and leaving a burning, tingle on his hand.

 

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Sesshomaru's eyes snapped wide open as he calmly took very deep even breaths and saw it was night once more. He couldn't recall what occurred in the daytime or ever waking up from last night.

 

Was it because he had been clubbing a lot lately?

 

He scoffed at the thought as he muttered under his breath, “Ridiculous.”

 

He scanned his surroundings to see he was unfamiliar with the area.

 

How'd he get here?

 

Rising from where he lay, he saw that he was in some sort of shrine. Deciding that it was useless to question any further, he made his way out of the shrine and back way to his home.

 

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Once he reached back home, he immediately went straight for his shower. Sesshomaru stripped himself of his clothing, stepped into the hot shower, and commenced in cleansing his body from the filth from lying on the ground. As he began lathering his long hair with shampoo, his mind stranded back to his dream.

 

That woman…

 

He saw her from somewhere. But where?

 

His body then began to heat up and not because of the hot shower either. His eyes narrowed as he removed the last spuds of soap from his body and hair as it all clicked.

 

“That wench….” he snarled as he harshly twisted the shower off and stepped out of the shower into the steamy bathroom.

 

His naked body glistened with water droplets that slowly dripped off and formed a puddle on the tile floor. His nostrils flared as he bent forward into his marble sink, trying to understand the connection between the mutt's wench and the miko in his dreams.

No matter how much he thought of it, it didn't make sense.

 

The steam slowly dissipated, leaving only slight moisture on the mirror before him. It was then he decided to think no further into it, since he won't ever associate with that wench in the future, let alone ever see her again. With that in mind, he looked up into the mirror and his heart stopped then and there as he stared into the ocean blue eyes of Kagome Higurashi.

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A/N: Sorry for the long wait, after school was finished, I had a long break that included procrastination and writer's block, but thanks to Mizzy, I got my mojo back. :grin:

 

DG: Finally. I. Got. The. Chapter. Done. *dies*

AA: *pokes DG*

Kag: *still knocked out*

Sess: *walks away*

AA: *Looks around* I'm the last survivor!

*Mysterious arrow flies out of nowhere and hits AA*

AA: *falls asleep*

Kag: *continues to drool and snore*

Sess: *comes back with ice cream* …. *leaves again*

 

TBC.