InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten Dream ❯ Stuck ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
“~*~” Chapter 2: Stuck “~*~”
He just could not believe what was happening to him. Where the hell exactly was he? The oddly shaped, tall buildings looked suspicious to his eyes and the weird clothing humans were wearing seemed utterly ridiculous, but worst of all was the stench of this place reeked of; when did the air had the scent of burnt woods and hair? Actually, when the fuck did air smell at all?!
“Future, my ass,” Inuyasha mumbled to himself. He envied those humans who had less sensitive nose. His eyes finally got adapted to the defiled environment and stopped watering up, but the damn nose of his still tortured him. He never knew having a strong sense of smell could be such a pain - or strong sense of anything for that matter!! Why the hell was this world so noisy even during night?! Didn't humans sleep?!
“If I see that fucking bitch, I'm gonna shred her into pieces with my own two hands,” he vowed. If inhaling every single scent of this polluted world wasn't enough, his upset stomach - due to the smell of this stinking place - was killing him.
It had been hours since he sat against the giant, ancient tree, extremely worn out from just existing in this dimension. With nothing else to do, he started think back about the deal he made with that little bitch who sent him to this hell hole - also, while at it, curse that damn dog bloodline of his.
“~*~”
“Where the hell am I?” demanded the half demon. Surrounding him was nothing but empty, white void - well, almost empty.
“How should I put this,” the girl pondered out loud. With an index finger tapping on her bottom lip, she walked around the bewildered man deep in her own thoughts. Overall, she was dressed in a clean and stylishly decorated kimono, in addition of a mischievous smile lurking playfully on her adorable face.
“Well?” Inuyasha gritted his teeth impatiently.
“Well,” she mimicked, and this brat was sure getting on his nerves. “In short, you're neither dead nor alive,” she finally worded.
“What the hell does that mean? You just said I was dead a minute ago!”
“That was to grab your attention,” the girl sighed. “Anyhow, let me explain; when your beloved Kikyo shot you to the sacred tree with her arrow, your heart stopped beating - in other words, you were dead.”
“So, I am dead?”
“You were.”
“But?”
“But,” she continued. “Your body wasn't the only thing that was bound to the tree; your soul was, too.”
“Which means…?”
The girl's eyebrows furrowed and she began chewing on her thumb. “Okay, I'm gonna only explain this once, so listen carefully,” she warned. “Dead body and a live soul cannot co-exist; when the body dies, the soul is automatically freed from its vessel, and when the soul is somehow forced out before its natural lifespan, the body won't be able to function properly and it will quickly rot away,” she explained. “But,” she resumed. “Your case is different; although your body has stopped operating, your soul is still dormant inside, which is precisely the reason why your soul had to restart your heart.”
“What? How the hell does that work?”
“I know it's confusing so listen! One thing about souls is that they cannot be destroyed. I've already told you that a corpse and a living soul cannot co-exist, and since the soul cannot be decayed along with the body, it had to somehow keep the body alive - which your soul is doing right now.”
“So, I'm alive?”
“I guess you can put it that way,” the girl agreed half-heartedly.
“Then what the hell am I doing here?” Inuyasha demanded.
“Breathing life into a dead body is a lot of work. Plus, your soul just accomplished that nearly-impossible task. At least give your soul some credit, Inuyasha. After all, it's keeping you alive,” she rolled her eyes. “Anyways, your body and soul are resting now, in a deep sleep. And this is where you stay when you sleep. Somewhere secure within your heart. I gotta say, you're not really creative, are you? All bleached in white and all,” she frowned contemptuously
“Then what the heck exactly am I if both of my body and soul are asleep?”
“Well, itsy, bitsy part of your soul and some of your consciousness, or mind you may call it, and I just thought I might keep you accompany `till you wake up,” she flashed a big smile.
“No thanks, I rather sleep then hang out with you,” Inuyasha replied bitingly.
“Actually, I have no time to hang out with you, puppy; I'm a very busy woman. I'll give you an able body for you to wander around in for the time being. Don't worry, I'll send you to another dimension to keep you entertained. If your soul should wake up, you will be sent right back to your world, so relax and enjoy, 'kay?”
“Uh…”
That was all the half demon could answer before they transported. One second they were in the boring, empty, white space in his heart, and now, they were somewhere else full of color and sound.
“Welcome, to the 21st century!”
The girl's clothes changed into some weird, yellow one-piece dress. Inuyasha's red Haori was gone as well. Instead, he received some baggy, blue pants - called jeans, the brat explained later - and a loose red shirt. He also noticed his hair was tied back and his doggy ears replaced with human ones, though his hair still stayed silver.
“21st century?”
“Yup!” She confirmed. “This is your future, exactly… 500 years later.”
Inuyasha looked around him; so many trees were chopped down and the forest of buildings stood tall in its place. Distant sounds of horns and noises seemed utterly foreign to him.
“My name is Shii by the way,” the girl said, smiling.
“You know mine,” he replied uncaringly. “So, how long am I staying here?”
“That I don't know.”
“What?!” That caught the half demon's attention.
Shii sighed. “There is a chance that your soul might not be able to regain its consciousness, and even with your soul beating your heart, your body will age with time along with the arrow that chained your soul,” she clarified. “But, there is also a chance that you might be able to wake up if the arrow is removed. After all, it's the arrow that's causing your heart to malfunction. If that source is gone, your soul could go back to its original function; acting as your consciousness. That's just a theory, though.”
“In other words, I'm stuck here?”
“It seems like it,” Shii giggled. “So I advise you to enjoy the time you got here. Oh, look at the time, gotta fly, but I'll come and visit ya again soon! Oh, also please try to act normal. More civilized, and don't use violence! I repeat: no violence! This world you'll be living in has no influence of demons in it. So let's not draw any attention with your superhuman powers, got it? Well, see ya later, puppy demon!”
With that, the little bitch disappeared.
“~*~”
It had been three flipping days and she still hadn't shown up.
“Goddamn it,” he muttered. He hated the clothes. He hated the stench of this place. He hated this world. Where had all the demons gone to? And why was it so packed with so many humans?!
“Uncle Inuyasha?”
He turned his head and spotted Kagome. This five year old girl was the granddaughter of the shrine keeper. Apparently, the Higurashi - Kagome's - family who resided at the shrine thought that he was one of their relatives from the country, or wherever. It was probably one of Shii's doing - Inuyasha concluded later - to help his being in this strange dimension a bit easier. If she could travel between future and the past, planting false memory would be easy as taking candy from a baby for her.
“Are you okay, Uncle Yasha?” The girl asked concernedly. Her big pair of brown eyes examined him thoroughly, and soon, she placed her hands on his forehead and her own to check the temperature.
This was absurd; he still possessed demonic powers, so humans should be afraid of him instinctively and discriminate him, but…
“I'm fine,” Inuyasha answered.
“Then can we go for a walk? I want to take Chibi for a walk,” Kagome begged.
Chibi, the 12 months old puppy, wagged his tail and stared up at Inuyasha with exactly the same puppy eyes Kagome had now.
“Can't you go alone?” The half demon moaned.
“I can't! Mommy said if you don't come with me, I have to wait until she's done her housework! Which is probably after supper!” She complained.
“Wait then,” he told the girl.
“Come on, Uncle Yasha! Don't be lazy!!” Kagome whined louder and pulled on his hand.
Inuyasha finally gave in and got himself up. For some reason, he really couldn't say no to the brat, or Yoko and Koji - Kagome's parents - for that matter. Maybe he was going soft… After only three fricking days?! He was pathetic!
“Yay!” Kagome cheered and rushed down the stairs just like her thrilled puppy.
“Stay where I can see you!” Inuyasha yelled after her. Not that it mattered though; his nose and ears - although they may look like humans - could easily tell where she was precisely at.
“Okay!” She responded indifferently, too occupied by this tiny trip.
He couldn't believe how easy it was to make little Kagome happy. `Kids...' he thought, smirking.
“Hurry up, Uncle Yasha!” She yelled. “You're so slow!”
“Really…” Inuyasha chuckled and started chasing after Kagome, who giggled and shrieked in delight.
“~*~”
“Well, looks like someone is tired,” remarked Yoko, Kagome's mother, as she tucked her daughter in her bed. Kagome had been falling asleep during supper and when she was finally finished her portion of the meal, her mother took her away.
“She has been running for hours. Of course, she would be,” Inuyasha agreed as he stuffed himself busy with food. One thing he liked about this world was Yoko's cooking; he never tasted anything so delicious. Ever!
“Thank you, Inuyasha,” Yoko smiled in appreciation, “for looking after Kagome for me.”
“K-keh,” he snorted, clearly blushing, then went back to eating. After all the food had been devoured, Inuyasha thanked Yoko for the meal and went outside for a walk.
Flip-flop's were the only footwear he could tolerate. He hated all types of shoes, especially the socks. Inuyasha had grown used to the modern clothing though; actually, they became rather very comfortable.
He began to wander in the woods that were surrounding the Higurashi Shrine. In there, he could breathe a bit easier.
“Master Inuyasha!”
A flea jumped onto his nose and started to feed on his blood, although, it was quickly slapped away. Groaning, the parasite fell to the ground.
“Myoga?! What are you doing here?!”
Skylily…
Disclaimer: And there you have it folks; Rumiko Takahashi is the real owner of Inuyasha. And I'm just a fanfic writer who just stole - I mean, borrowed her characters for extracurricular activity/entertainment/fun(?). n_n;