InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten Memories ❯ Chapter 29 ( Chapter 29 )

 

Ch. 29

 

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One Day Later…

 

 

 

 

 

“Man! I have been here in the past for 22 days!”, Sakura groans, as she looks at her watch and counts the days since she's been there.

 

“I don't see the problem, your mother has stayed here in Sengoku for longer periods of time than you”, InuYasha scoffs.

 

“InuYasha… Stop ticking me off before I `you know what' you”, she warns, causing InuYasha to flinch, “Say InuYasha?”

 

“What is it?”

 

“What do you say to stopping at the Tea-Shop and picking up a snack?”, she politely asks, turning around to face him with an innocent-looking smile on her face and her hands behind her back, “It's my treat…”

 

“Only because you took the money from the Toad-Demon's mansion…”

 

“Hey, they had no more use for the money when they're dead”, she retorts, running back from the tea-shop with a platter full of several meat-balls on sticks, “Here you go”, she says, handing one of the sticks to him, “It's Takoyaki!”

 

“Thanks…”, he mutters, taking the snack and biting into it.

 

“I wonder how much longer till we get there?”, she ponders out-load, before taking a bite of her takoyaki, “Mmm… This is good! It tastes even better than the ones back home!”

 

“That's because here they're fresh and in your time they use preservatives”, he mumbles around the bite of food he was chewing on.

 

“Oh, sure a big word from the future for you to be using… Be careful you don't hurt your brain…”, she jokes.

 

“That's it little girl! You're dead!”, he growls, flexing his claws and charges towards her.

 

Sakura stands there with a smirk on her face until he was four-feet away from her before saying, “Sit!”, she then simply steps to the side out of the way as the prayer-beads pulled him to the ground, his face landing where she had been standing, “It seems you've forgotten who can take you down with a single word”, she mocks, leaning over him.

 

Suddenly InuYasha's hand shoots out and grabs her by the ankle, yanking her foot out from under her and causes her to fall flat onto her back with a scream. After the subjection-spell's hold on InuYasha wore off he pushes himself off the ground and stands over her, “Now who is the one who's forgotten who has the strength to kill a demon in one swipe of his claws”, he laughs, before leaning over and grabs her by the neck, “Imagine how easy it would be to snap your neck…?”

 

Her dark-violet eyes widen in fear as an old nightmare flashes before her eyes, causing her to react to the memory and swiftly bring her knee up, striking him in the crotch and makes him quickly release his hold on her neck to shelter the tender-package she just bruised.

 

“Oh Shit!”, she shouts, realizing what she had just done, “I am so sorry! I didn't mean to hit you there!”, she explains, as she stood up, “It was a defensive-reflex! I'm so sorry!”

 

“Damn it Sakura! Can't you take a joke…?”, he groans, still bent-over himself.

 

“Hey, I said I was sorry! And, you shouldn't have pinned me down like that!”

 

“Well, I didn't know you were going to react that way!”

 

“Maybe you should go soak in a cold lake…”, she suggests, “There's one right there”, she points out.

 

InuYasha vanishes in the blink of an eye and Sakura notices from the corner of her eye, her traveling-comrade running to the lake, “Figures… He'd leave me behind…”, she sighs, starting to walk towards the lake as InuYasha leapt into the water.

 

When he surfaces, he lets out a content sigh of relief as the water acted like an ice-pack for his crotch, “That is so much better…”

 

“Don't stay in for too long or you might catch a cold again!”, Sakura shouts from the shore.

 

“Put a cork in it, wench! It's your fault for putting me in pain!”, he retorts.

 

“Sit!”, she counters, sending InuYasha to be dragged to the bottom of the lake by the prayer-beads, only to resurface sputtering water.

 

“What was that for?!”, he yells, as he drags himself onto the grassy-beach.

 

“I warned you not to piss me off, didn't I?”, she states, standing over him.

 

“You could have killed me, you crazy bitch!”

 

“I'm going to let the `bitch' part slide just this once to make up for hitting you, but don't call me that again. Got it?”, she growls, turning her back to him.

 

`She's even more short-tempered than Kagome…', he mentally notes.

 

“Hey InuYasha, come here! You need to see this!”, Sakura calls out.

 

“What did she find this time…?”, he grumbles, climbing to his feet.

 

“What do you make of this?”, she asks pointing towards something, when she saw him appear from the other-side of the large tree that separated the lake from where she stood.

 

“Huh…?”, he mutters, looking down at what she was pointing to, seeing a stone with writing craved into it causing him to silently gasp, “It's a grave-marker…”, he replies.

 

“I thought so…”, she says, before kneeling in front of the stone with her eyes closed and her hands pressed together.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

“What does it look like? I'm showing my respect to the dead by praying”, she answers, without opening her eyes, “I grew up on a shrine, remember?”

 

“Respect for the dead, huh…?”, he whispers.

 

“I kind of feel sorry for her child…”, she says, finally opening her eyes.

 

“What makes you say that?”

 

“The kanji is sloppy, like a young child had carved it. Meaning he/she was all alone after she died, I pray the child was able to survive…”, she replies, standing up, “I'm going to go find some flowers to place on the grave, I'll be right back”, she informs, walking out of InuYasha's line of sight.

 

 

 

 

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Sometime Later…

 

 

 

 

“I hope these will be enough”, she comments, looking down at the arm-full of light-pink lilies she had picked as she walks back towards grave in the shade of the tree, only to stop and hide behind the tree when she heard something unusual, `What is that sound?', she wonders.

 

“Mother…”, she heard InuYasha sob.

 

`Mother…? It's his mother's grave…', she thinks, deciding to remain quiet and hidden.

 

“Mother… I know I haven't been to visit you recently, but I had been under a sealed-sleep for the past 16-years…”, he whispers, “I'm also scared… That the past may repeat itself… The last two women I've come to trust and care about had betrayed me and sealed me… But the second one; Kagome, I'd grown the closest to and I still don't know the reason why she sealed me… It was probably for a very good reason, knowing her… I'm afraid her daughter may do the same…”, he admits.

 

`Huh…? InuYasha… I wouldn't do that to you…', she thinks, as she peeks around the tree at him, seeing tears running down his cheeks, `Is that the reason for all the rude remarks you've said, you don't trust me…', she mentally says, staring down at the ground with grief on her face.

 

“And yet… I feel like she won't seal me… There is some-thing about her that is telling me that I can trust her whole-heartedly…”, he continues, “Thou I don't know why?”.

 

“Huh…?”, she silently gasps, lifting up her head.

 

InuYasha's ears twitch causing him to wipe his tears away on his sleeve, “Who's there?”, he angrily growls, trying to look menacing.

 

“Relax, it's only me”, Sakura says, coming out of her hiding spot.

 

“Did you hear anything?”

 

“Hear what?”, she lies.

 

“Nothing…”

“So tell me something, InuYasha. Why did you react when you first see the grave-stone, did you know her or something?”, she asks, feigning naive to the truth as she places the lilies on the grave.

 

“Yeah… I did…”, he answers, “It's my mother's grave…”

 

“So you were a child when…?”

 

“Yeah… I was about 5 years old…”

 

“How long ago…?”

 

“210… So you don't have to worry about me, I've survived well enough…”

 

“I wasn't going to say anything”, she states.

 

“So how much longer till we get there?”

 

“It should be a day or two…”

 

“Okay…”

 

“It feels good to have a peaceful conversation, doesn't it?”

 

“Just because we are, doesn't mean I trust you!”

 

“Whatever…”, she scoffs, `Liar…', she mentally smiles, knowing the truth.

 

 

 

 

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Elsewhere…

 

 

 

 

A stout humanoid-figure with silver-hair that trailed on the ground stood hunched over a caldron, stirring it's contents with the thick wooden-staff in their hands.

 

“Are you the infamous Demon-Alchemist; Souken?”, a female voice questions from behind the figure.

 

“And if I am, what would the undead-priestess; Kikyo, want with me?”, the figure replies in an elderly-weathered voice, turning their head to look at their visitor.

 

“Rumor has it that you've gone after the Shikon-Jewel and almost succeeded 16-years ago…”, Kikyo states.

 

“I see you've heard of my attempt…”, their chuckles, “Only if the Jewel's guardian hadn't been powerful enough to break my spell and vanished with the Jewel…”, they spat.

 

“Well, the Jewel and it's Guardian have returned”, Kikyo smirks.

 

“The Child of Prophecy, eh?”, the figure inquires, “And want does that have to do with me?”

 

“I require your help, in return you get the Jewel and I'll get it's hanyou protector…”, she says, “All that needs to be done is to remove the Guardian from the equation…”

 

“I have the perfect potion to use…”, the Alchemist manically-laughs, holding a bottle of Blood-Red liquid in their gnarled-hands.

 

“Good… I know where they are…”, she coldly states with a smile.

 

 

 

 

 

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