InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden Sanctuary ❯ "Do I throw away the keys . . .?" ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

[~: A/N :~]

Semi: Ok first of all I’d like to thank Dani for being the first person to review Forbidden Sanctuary. I didn’t get to the last time because I was in a bit of a hurry and really wanted to get the chapter up ^ ^; Gomen-nasi. Secondly I’d like to apologize to all those reading, I’m a vary bad procrastinator - like most writers eh heh. I didn’t mean for it to take so long to update and I’ll try harder to update more often eh heh ^^; And lastly I’d like to ask your forgiveness on the OOCness, I haven’t seen all of InuYasha so please cut me a little slack ok? ^^; thanks.

ChibiLee: Ack, you always do that Semi –pouts-

Semi: Hush child, anyways I hope you all enjoy chapter three of Forbidden Sanctuary. There’s more to come so keep a look of for it.

CL: It’s time for CL’s recap! –grins- In the last chapter Kagome-san was trapped in a whirling wind barrier! The others managed to defeat the demoness with the help of loyal Kirara, but at what cost? The well was blown up and now there’s no trace of Kagome-san! It seems the others have become crestfallen and no light shines for them. Will they recover? Read and find out!–solutes-

[~: Disclaimer :~] I do not own InuYasha nor do I own Beauty and the Beast, the song “No One” or Of Mice and Men . Have a nice day.
“Is it alive?” A young voice floated through the mind of the young woman laying face down on the ground.

I’m . . . not dead, am I? Her brain thought groggily.

“Nay, she’s still breathing see!” This time it was a young female voice, answering the first.

Are they talking about me? The young woman frowned mentally. Slowly her body began to respond to her conscious need to get up.

“WHOA! IT’S MOVING! GRANDMA!” The first voice cried out shrilly followed by the sound of his feet thundering away from her. Surprised, the young woman nearly stopped trying to get up. So they had been talking about her. After a moment she tried moving again, sending a sharp pain running through her back. She collapsed back to the ground, letting out a soft cry of pain. After she moved it didn’t seem to want to go away either.

“Are you ok?” The soft second voice asked from somewhere on her right. Turning her head towards the sound, somehow knowing it was a girl. The young girl in question played with her bright red braids and watched the hanyo in concern. The young woman didn’t know what to think, all she knew was it hurt rather badly to move. Her breaths came out ragged and uneven. The girl watched the hanyo close her eyes and try to fight off the pain.

“My, my, what a pretty hanyo ye two found.” A kind elderly voice sounded from the young woman’s other side.

Hanyo? What’s that? She thought desperately, somehow thinking that she knew the word but couldn’t remember what it meant.

“She’s hurt grandma.” The young red-headed girl stayed where she was but looked up at the elderly woman who joined them. The woman looked over the young one and frowned.

“Indeed she is.” The older woman came closer to examine the younger one, noticing her vacant milky white eyes. “Can ye move child?” She asked quietly. The younger woman shook her head.

“I’m afraid I can’t. It hurts to move.” She grimaced slightly, feeling her ears flatten onto her head. Wait. . . ears? The young woman blinked blankly but shrugged it to the back of her mind. Thinking nothing of it she turned her attention back to the older woman.

“Ye need to rest. Come, ye shall rest at my place.” Shocking not only the hanyo, but the two children as well, the old woman bent a little lower and proceeded to pick the hanyo up.

“Thank you . . .” The hanyo girl spoke softly, grateful for the help. Suddenly she felt very tired and drifted back off to sleep, welcoming the darkness to alleviate the pain.

When the young hanyo again awoke it was to the smell of something rather delicious smelling nearby. She blinked unseeingly up at the ceiling for a moment in surprise. Where was she? She found her stomach rumbling at the good smelling food. Come to think of it she really didn’t know what happened or anything else for that matter.

“Ah I see ye are awake. Would ye like something to eat?” The old woman was back, smiling gently at the young hanyo.

“I would thank you.” The hanyo smiled and decided to try sitting up. She COULD remember pain shooting through her when she had tried to move last time. This time however it was merely uncomfortable.

“How are ye feeling today child?” The lady handed her a steaming bowl of stew and smiled lightly while she put a hand on the girl’s forehead.

“Quite well, thanks to you.” The hanyo smiled warmly at the elder lady, taking the offered bowl and sniffing it curiously. It smelled delicious and made her stomach rumble once again. The elder laughed and patted the girl on the head.

“Ye must be with a stomach like that.” She joked casually, almost motherly. “Might I ask your name little hanyo?” The elder looked over the girl as she asked, making sure she hadn’t missed anything earlier.

“I . . . I don’t think I have one. The only thing I remember was waking up near the forest.” The hanyo answered unsurely, feeling rather dumb at not remembering anything. “I guess you can just call me hanyo . . . I don’t even know what that is either.” She laughed nervously, her eyebrows knitting together in unease.

“A hanyo, young one, is a half-demon.” The elder replied calmly, her brows came together in concern. “Ye really don’t know who or what ye are do ye?” The hanyo heard the sympathy in her voice which only served to make her feel even worse.

“I’m afraid not.” She put a hand to her own forehead and sighed sadly. She couldn’t even see let alone know what she was . . . truly pathetic she thought demoralized at her own inadequate self.

“Ye cannot see so I will tell ye. Ye hair is a white as snow adorned with the ears of a Inu hanyou, and ye eyes quite match with a hint of blue in them.” The old woman described delicately, almost tenderly, while sitting on the edge of the bed and ruffling the younger girl’s hair affectionately.


“You’re not serious! They’re actually letting her stay?” Sesshomaru scuffed, almost snorting as he passed by a caravan and heard the comment. Stupid humans . . . they were nothing short of troublesome. But they did live near his lands so he had to deal with them. He suppressed a growl that threatened to spill from his lips. Yes, he had to deal with them but . . . that did NOT mean he had to like them.

“Yeah, I heard from Keshina myself! She’s allowing the hanyo to stay with her and plans to let her stay as long as he wants.” A second replied to the first, neither had yet to see the demon lord of the Western Lands.

“I don’t believe it . . . why would she do such a thing? I mean, Keade has enough trouble with one of her kind. Inu hanyous are nothing but trouble.” The first one scorned the half breed openly.

“You think I don’t know? But, you see, this one’s different. Keshina says this hanyo . . . she says she blind and cannot remember anything!” The second ventured, putting a hand on the other man’s shoulder and looking at him to make him see that not all demons were bad.

Sesshomaru froze in mid-stride. Had he heard correctly? Surely he had heard wrong, there was only ONE Inu hanyo. That being his foolish younger brother, InuYasha. Jaken collided with the back of Sesshomaru’s legs, sprawling onto the ground in astonishment.

“Is something wrong milord?” The little toad demon squawked annoyingly while brushing himself off. The demon lord turned his icy gaze to the two wanderers, sending a chill down Jaken’s spine.

“You two!” Sesshomaru growled and stormed over to them. The two wanderers froze in fright, staring at the angrily approaching demon taiyokai.

“Where might I find this Keshina and this supposed Inu hanyou?” The demon lord’s smoldering golden gaze swept from one man to the other.

“A-About two days walk that way milord!” The second pointed just past the forest of InuYasha towards a lone dirt road. The taiyokai of the west frowned deeply. If it had been any other rumor he would of dismissed it as nonsense, but this involved another Inu demon like himself and his brother. He turned back to the two wanderers and gave them a slight nod in parting.

“Lord Sesshomaru! Where are you going?!” Jaken called out to his lord in vein. The demon lord ignored the little toad demon and started out in the direction the two wanderers had indicated. He was in no hurry so he let himself walk while pondering on the possibilities of another Inu hanyou. It just didn’t add up.


Shippo whipped away the tears from his cheek as he looked up at the trees. He just couldn’t believe his momma was gone. It was just like when his father died and now his little heart broke yet again. He didn’t know what to do and no body was speaking just yet. It hurt too much.

“So what do we do now?” Sango asked in a mere whisper, breaking the uncomfortable silence that filled the clearing.

“I guess we start over. Most of the Shikon was destroyed when Kagome . . .” Miroku couldn’t bring himself to finish. “Let’s just leave it at we start out new lives.” He lowered his teary gaze to the ground in front of him.

“I suppose that’s all we can do.” Sango hung her head, hugging Kirara close to her chest. Shippo looked over at them then bounced over to Sango.

“Sango? Can I stay with you?” The little kitsune asked quietly, placing a hand on her knee and looking up at her tearfully.

“Of course you can Shippo-chan.” Sango took the little kitsune into her arms and hugged him tight, knowing he grieve the most out of them all. She also knew it was the second time he had lost a parent.

“I don’t really have a place either.” Miroku scratched the back of his head with a slight frown. He looked at Sango and smiled slightly. “Think you could stand this pervert for a while?” He asked shyly.

“Only if you promise to behave.” Sango answered with a small laugh. Miroku smiled again and nodded.

“I’ll try.” He replied, putting both hands on his staff.

“What about InuYasha?” Shippo asked quietly, looking up at the figure in the tree. The others glanced at the hanyo in the tree then gave each other worried looks.

“I’ll be fine on my own . . . you don’t have to worry about me.” InuYasha answer emotionlessly a moment later, his bangs shadowing his eyes.

“Are you sure InuYasha?” Miroku’s brows knitted together in worry. The hanyo only nodded in response. Sadly, Sango, Miroku, and Shippo picked up their stuff and went to the edge of the clearing.

“We’ll see ya around InuYasha.” Sango looked back over her shoulder at the hanyo as she spoke.

“Yeah, come visit us sometime ok?” Shippo spoke up from his perch on Miroku’s shoulders. InuYasha didn’t reply this time, nor did he watch them go. When they left he turned his amber eyes on the well.

I’ve lost them both . . . I don’t want to lose anyone ever again. His eyes brimmed with tears for a moment before they hardened in resolve. Yes, he wouldn’t lose anyone again . . . he’d make himself become like his brother so he couldn’t feel anymore. That was the only way . . . it just hurt too much otherwise.

Forgive me . . . Kagome . . . Was his silent plea into the wind as he turned away from the well and headed in the opposite direction of the others.


Keshina paused from her herb shredding at the sound of a knock on the door of her hut. Frowning she motioned her two little grandchildren into the adjoining room.

“Stay back Chou, keep your sister in the bedroom until I say it’s ok to come out.” She commanded and watched them move into said bedroom before opening the door.

“Can I help ye?” Keshina asked lightly with a small frown.

“We’re here for the hanyo, you cannot keep her safe forever.” The group of villager men at her door all held their tools as weapons, all looking to do something rather unpleasant.

“What do ye want with the child? She has done nothing.” Keshina frowned deeply, her brows furrowing

“It doesn’t matter, she will if we let her stay. All demons are that way.” The head of the group answered angrily, pointing his scythe at the old priestess.

“Do ye have any brains?!” Keshina yelled at the group. “She would do nothing of the sort.” She glared at the group in front of her.

“Maybe it’s you who doesn’t have any brains old woman.” One of the men shouted back at her. The next thing she knew the mob began yelling and pushing. Before she could do anything they pushed past her into the house.

“Kami help us all . . .” Keshina tried to get back into her home but was pushed back from the door.

“Stay out of this Keshina.” One of the men frowned at the old woman, keeping her from trying to help the monster. A scream filled the air as the group pulled the hanyo from the room by her hair. Flailing in their grasp to make them let go as they took her from the house. The hanyo’s unseeing white eyes were filled with fear.

“Where are ye taking her?! Please let her go!” Keshina called out to the man pulling the hanyo along. A burly arm stopped the priestess from running after them.

“No . . . please let me go!” The hanyo girl cried, her pleas falling on deft ears as they pulled her into the forest. The priestess let her own tears fall. She had tried to help the poor demon child, but all she ended up doing was hurting her further. She cursed herself a fool for having such a soft heart and hoped to kami they weren’t going to do what she thought they were. The man in front of her removed his arm and walked away with a frown, obviously not sorry for anything that just happened.

“I’m so sorry child.” Keshina cried quietly into the air. Her fears were realized when she heard the hanyo scream out in pain. Never . . . never would she forget that sound.

The best laid plans . . . often go astray.

[~: End of Chapter :~]
[~: End Notes :~]
Semi: Crap, I’m sooo sorry for the lack of update. My internet decided to crap out on me when we had some power outages. I don’t know why we had the because the sky was clear and everything. –shrugs-
LC: evil cliffies . . .
Semi: ( . . . ) Eh heh . . . ^^;; well anyways, that’s all for now folks.
CL: CL wants candy –pouts-
Semi: Not until we get some work done you lazy little thing. –huffs-
CL: -face plants- . . . meanie . . .
Semi: What ever –shrugs-
CL: Please Read &Review! CL loves reviews –giggles-
Semi: Please don’t flame . . . you’ll make CL cry.
Ja ne! ^_~
[~: Teasers for the next chapter:~]Lord Sesshomaru stumbles upon a rather abused looking and shy female Inu hanyou. Shocked at her condition, the demon lord feels sympathy for the first time. Young Shippo goes out on his own and falls into trouble. Will someone find him in time? Tune in next time!
Chapter Four: “After every hit we take . . . ”