InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ For Love ❯ Odd Circumstances ( Chapter 7 )

A/N: Hello all. I do not own InuYasha (It is the product of Rumiko Takahashi's brilliant mind...as well as the wonderful producers, etc.); however, I do own this storyline. ^-^ Hope all my readers are still reading this. Sorry it's been dragging so long. Thanks for all of your support. Please forgive me!!!

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Chapter 7: Odd Circumstances

Miroku was thankful that he knew where Sesshomaru lived. His heart thudded as he worried over the complicated situation. He could just picture the incredulous look on the taiyoukai's face when he received a call from Inuyasha's best friend. It wasn't that he and Miroku were on bad terms as much as the two just never had the opportunity to become friends. He scowled as the phone continued to ring.

 

 

The slumbering pair was slowly roused by the incessant sound of the phone. Reluctantly, Sesshomaru crawled out of bed after stroking Kagome's cheek as she blinked drowsily at him. Striding over to the obnoxious object clad in nothing but his birthday suit, Sesshomaru picked up the phone. “Moshi moshi.” His deep voice rumbled over the connection. A frown covered his face as panting filled his ears.

Out of breath from his mad sprint, Miroku managed to mumble semi-coherently, “Sesshomaru, is Kagome there?”

Curiosity made him raise an eyebrow. `Hmm…how would Miroku know that Kagome is with this Sesshomaru?' “What do you want, monk? I am busy.”

“I'm outside. Can I come in? This is urgent. Please, I'm not sure entirely what's going on, but if my hunch is right, Kagome might get hurt. WAIT! Don't hang up. I just need to make sure she's okay. I want to make sure that bastard Naraku…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he was cut off by a snarl. “Naraku. What does he have to do with this.” Sesshomaru growled as he recalled Kagome's words earlier.

“You know Naraku?” Miroku's question remained unanswered as the main door clicked open to allow the monk into the interior of the apartment complex. He raced anxiously to the elevator, punching at the button to take him to the top floor. The small lights slowly lit as the contraption crawled up to the uppermost floor. He entered into a wide hallway that appeared almost to be a waiting room with couches on each side. Within seconds, the double doors to the living room opened to reveal Sesshomaru wearing a pristine, white robe.

“Come, explain yourself monk.” Sesshomaru turned from the entrance, certain that Miroku would follow him.

“I don't know if you know this, but Kagome is Inuyasha's girlfriend at the moment.” Miroku rushed on as he saw the angry expression painting the other man's face. “It's a recent development. Kagome spoke to me before…I promised not to speak a word of it to anyone, but I'm pretty sure you should know since…since you are the `Fluffy' that she spoke of. Naraku came by our place today with some pictures. They show you holding Kagome in compromising positions. Kagome told me she still loves you, but she's beginning to like, if not love, Inuyasha as well. With Naraku's so-called evidence of Kagome's betrayal, Inuyasha wigged out and doesn't want to see Kagome again. I don't think Kagome would ever betray him—even with you—unless something drastic had happened.”

“How do you know Naraku.”

“He slept with Kikyou, Inuyasha's ex-girlfriend…she said he raped her but that's a lie. I know it. Kagome also told me that uh that he raped her when she was but a little girl.” Miroku's primary thought at the moment was `don't kill the messenger.' He knew he needed to proceed with caution seeing as Sesshomaru's mood only seemed to get increasingly volatile.

Sessomaru's golden eyes darkened in anger. The very thought of another touching Kagome made the desire to kill rush through his veins. Confirming that she had been violated by Naraku previously served as icing on the cake. And now, the flowery topping was the fact that his woman and his half-brother were in a relationship. However, the item that annoyed him the most, was the lack of anger toward the relationship. Instead, he felt a sort of jealousy…such as one experiences when left out from a group. A sense of déjà vu slammed into him. He felt as if this sensation of emptiness, of incompleteness had occurred before recently.

Miroku was just about to open his mouth to break Sesshomaru's strange, contemplative silence when Kagome's terrified scream ripped the air. The taiyoukai disappeared from his view before he could even blink. After staring at empty space for a few seconds, his brain caught up and he dashed in the direction of the scream. He ended up in a spacious room to the scene of Sesshomaru sitting on the edge of the bed holding a sobbing Kagome.

The miko had the sheets clutched to her like a shield. Her entire body trembled like a leaf in a summer storm. Slender hands clutched at Sesshomaru's robe like a lifeline. Her face buried in his chest coupled with her hiccupping sobs didn't do much for making her frantic words comprehensible.

“...Fluffy...kept seeing it...Naraku...before...now...no...stop...please...make them go away...” Kagome wasn't even aware of Miroku's presence; at the moment, the only thing that echoed through her entire being was the lingering shadow of her nightmare—one that brought her two most traumatic experiences together in an explosive collision.

“Shhh...it's okay, Kags. I'm here.” Sesshomaru stroked her hair soothingly and made sure she didn't see the expression on his face. It would have frightened her. His normally stoic visage was painted with fury and blood lust. He itched to find a way to bring the three perpetrators back to life and slay them once more; more that that, he wanted to capture Naraku and torture him until his vile screams made his own ears bleed. Yes. To say he was furious was actually an understatement. But for now...for now he'd just have to close the lid on his anger and comfort the love of his life.

 

 

Kikyou lounged on the sofa with a devious grin on her face. She was waiting. She would wait for him to come to her as she knew he would after her prodding. Kikyou's carefully manicured nails tapped against the small dresser, her eyes narrowing with impatience. When the phone rang, she dove for it. “Yashie, why didn't you call me earlier.... I was starting to think that you forgot me. I can't go on without you by my side, baby. Can you come over? I'm lonely.”

“Yeah, I'll be right over there. Try to relax; I won't let him hurt you anymore.” Inuyasha said a quick goodbye to her and then headed out. He swore loudly when he realized that his car was still at the mechanics. Grumbling to himself, he took off on foot.

Inuyasha lost himself in his thoughts as he ran toward his ex-girlfriends home. Before he noticed, he'd arrived. He knocked on the door with a sigh. Golden eyes opened wide when Kikyou opened to door wearing a sheer nightgown that did nothing to hide what she wore underneath—nothing. For a moment, his eyes flashed red.

Kikyou fixed her face into a broken expression and pulled Inuyasha into the room, locking the door behind him. Her hands flew around his neck as she pressed her body close in what she thought was a disguised seduction.

While her touch was familiar to him, he felt nothing from it. His body seemed to only remember the feeling of Kagome's figure pressed against him. Inuyasha growled as he thought of Kagome's betrayal. Mind decided, he leaned down and seized Kikyou's lips in a fierce kiss, trying to drown out his sorrows.

 

In that moment, two things happened.

 

Kikyou smirked in triumph as she felt Inuyasha pull her closer and kiss her. Her plan succeeded in luring him back. What she didn't notice was the color of Inuyasha's eyes. Red. Blood red. Crimson orbs coupled with lengthening claws and striped cheeks. Inuyasha's demon was loose.

Hands that pulled her close now dug into her skin, drawing blood. Kikyou screamed when she glanced into his face only to see demon mode Inuyasha glaring at her with a deep hatred. Sharp fangs were clearly visible. She froze and shut up, which was a good choice in the presence of such a predator. The voice that met her ears was rougher than usual.

`Not mate. Smells like dirt...and other men.' “Get away bitch.” Inuyasha snarled at her and then pushed her away, sending her sprawling to the ground. He turned and tore the locked door from its hinges. Aura pulsing in disgust, he leaped out into the busy streets.

Kikyou stared at the door laying on her carpeted floor; shock remained foremost in her mind. She'd never seen him transform like this before.

 

 

Inuyasha leaped from the top of one building to the next, searching for his mate-to-be. Furry ears stood upright in anticipation. His senses were sharpened by his transformation. Unlike his usual transformation, he retained coherent, if a little primitive, thought. Inuyasha stopped suddenly and lifted his nose for a moment before he took off again, having scented her. His journey carried him to an open spot surrounded by trees. No sooner than he'd confirmed her previous presence there did he catch the scents of male presences. He growled. If crimson eyes could become more red, they did. Crouching down on all fours, he sniffed through the grass with disgust and anger. `Mate hurt.' Inuyasha whimpered slightly before he continued his prowling. A sadistic grin chased the whimper as he smelled the blood of the perpetrators soaking the earth.

His eyes widened when he found yet another scent on the grounds. `Onii-san...why were you here?' While hanyou Inuyasha loathed Sesshomaru, youkai Inuyasha admitted the blood bond and held no ill feelings. `Nii-san, I'll find you...and my mate too.'

 

 

Sesshomaru, Kagome, and Miroku jerked to attention when a window in the other room exploded inward. Sesshomaru glanced at Miroku and then swiftly deposited Kagome into his arms before heading out to see who had caused the destruction to his home. Surprise flitted across his face when he saw his half-brother crouched there picking glass shards out of his arms. The thing that surprised him most, however was Inuyasha's demonic state.

“Nii-san.” Inuyasha lifted his head to call to his brother. To Sesshomaru's surprise, Inuyasha launched himself at the taiyoukai and swallowed him in a hug. Inuyasha's face buried into Sesshomaru's neck as his arms flew around his neck. “Aniki, I missed you.”

Sesshomaru stood as still as a statue. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine his little brother hugging him, and he didn't know how to respond, especially when noticing that demon Inuyasha and hanyou Inuyasha seemed to have somewhat different mindsets. In those few seconds, Sesshomaru suddenly realized what the missing piece was. He realized what...no, who fit in to that empty spot he'd felt when he'd tucked Kagome into bed. Dread filled him. While he seemed to be able to tolerate the youkai Inuyasha, the hanyou one would probably be another matter altogether. With a sigh, Sesshomaru extracted himself from his brother's arms.

“Nii-san, where is mate? I smell mate. Mate hurt. Where?”

Sesshomaru fought the urge to massage his temples as he felt a huge headache approaching. With a resigned sigh, he grabbed his brother's arm and led him to where Kagome and Miroku were.

 

A/N: This is it for now. I will do my best to get the next chapter out asap. Hope I still have some readers out there.