InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten Memories ❯ Chapter 32 ( Chapter 32 )
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By: DemonGirl-Setsuna 
Father & Daughter Confict...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 04.18.2011 | Updated On: 09.15.2013 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 351 | Status: Work In Progress
Father & Daughter Confict...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 04.18.2011 | Updated On: 09.15.2013 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 351 | Status: Work In Progress
Forgotten Memories
By. DemonGirl-Setsuna
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DemonGirl-Setsuna: Hi there! Setsuna here!
Welcome Back Readers!
I do have to admit that my motivation to write has been in the dumps as of late…
But the reason why is because I’m also focusing on all my other fanfictions; 11 in total (not including this one) w/ 10 of them being posted on another site: ‘MediaMiner’ and a few other unpublished stories.
And it’s causing me insomnia!
I haven’t had a decent-night’s sleep in over a month!
Plus, I’m planning for an Anime Convention (Which is this Friday; 4/22)!
So, it should be understandable as to why it takes me so long to update…
*Sighs*
Oh well…
Last Time;
Sakura and InuYasha have found out that they are daughter & father; respectively!
What is going to happen now?
Find out!
Here is Chapter 32!
Please Enjoy!
*Disclaimer: I don’t own InuYasha or anything belonging to Rumiko Takahashi.*
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C h. 32
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&# 8220;What the hell do you mean she’s my daughter?!”, InuYasha screams, rushing into the room, “If she’s my child, why can’t I smell any demon-blood in her veins?!”
“Because InuYasha, Sakura-chan’s demonic-blood is dormant because of the spiritual-powers she inherited from Kagome-sama”, Miroku explains.
‘I-InuYasha… is my… father…?’, Sakura thinks, starring into thin-air from shock, ‘That means I AM a bitch…!’, she mentally sobs.
“Why the hell should I trust the words of a perverted-monk?!”, he growls.
“He speaks the truth, InuYasha-sama!”, a high-pitched male’s voice squeaks.
“Ow!”, Sakura yelps, as she suddenly slaps at her neck and when she removes her hand, something tiny and paper-thin waffs through the air, only to pop into a round-shape on InuYasha’s shoulder.
“Myoga-jiji…?”, he mutters.
“Her blood has the distinct-taste of your blood mixed with Kagome’s”, the tiny flea-demon states.
Sakura stands up and begins to shuffle towards the door, the color drained from her face.
“Sakura-chan, where are you going?”, Sango asks.
“I need to get some fresh-air…”, she quietly replies.
“Sakura get back here!”, InuYasha shouts, moving to grab her as she walks past.
“SIT!”, she growls, sending him into a crater before he was even able to touch her.
“She is definitely Kagome-sama’s daughter…”, Miroku comments, examining the unconscious dog-hanyou.
“It would be best to give Sakura-chan some space, and let InuYasha sleep it off”, his wife says.
“I couldn’t agree with you more”
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“InuYasha, watch out!”, Kagome screams, as he barely dodges the fanged-mouth of a snow-colored serpent.
“Will you shut up!”, he growls, dodging another snake as he turns his attention towards her, “Kagome!”, he cries out, rushing to her side just in time to intervene the attack of a third-snake, taking the bite in the outer-side of his left-thigh.
“InuYasha!”
“It’s nothing”, he scoffs, as he wretches the creature from him upper-leg.
“Interesting”, a feminine voice purrs, “A hanyou protective of a human-woman”
“Shut up!”, he snarls, as he charges at the woman with long black-hair and skin the color of ice wearing a long-flowing pale-blue kimono.
“Temper, temper, hot-bloodied one”, she chides, as she dodges the slash of his Tetsusaiga.
“Bitch!”, he curses, feverishly slashes at her and actually slicing her across the chest.
“Bastard…”, she spat, clutching the leaking injury as dark-blue blood soaks into her clothing and streams down her front with one-hand, and she wildly swings her other arm in the direction of him and Kagome, causing a huge-gust of wind and snow to whip around the area.
“InuYasha…?”, Kagome hesitantly questions, as she blindly stumbles.
“Kagome?”, she heard his voice ask from the left of her, shortly before she saw the red of his hoari and hakama, “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine”, she replies, “But, what about you?”
“It’s nothing…”
“But…”, she begun, as she stares at the expanding deep-crimson patch on his pant-leg.
“Let’s find some shelter until the storm passes”, he suggests, as he grabs hold of her hand and starts walking.
“Okay…”, she quietly says, following after him.
Sometime Later…
“How are you holding out, Kagome?”, InuYasha questions.
“I’m a little cold, but other than that I’m doing fine”, she replies.
Suddenly, she feels something being draped over her shoulders, and upon investigating she finds that it’s his red-haori.
“InuYasha…?”
“That should keep you warm until we find some shelter”, he states, before carefully sniffing the air, “This way”, he says, beginning to walk and leads her in a direction to the left of them.
“I wish Sango-chan, Miroku-sama, Shippo-chan and Kirara were here…”, she quietly mutters.
“Shippo’s fox-fire could be useful…”, he comments.
“How much farther is it?”
“It’s straight ahead”
The silhouette of a small-building appears within their sight after walking 30 or so steps.
“InuYasha, I can see a hut up ahead!”, she exclaims, pointing.
“See, I told you…that it…was…up…ahead…”, he trails off, before collapsing forward into the snow.
“InuYasha?”, she questions, noticing him falling, “InuYasha?!”, she screams, kneeling beside him.
She could barely see him against the snow if it wasn’t for his red-hakama and black-hair.
“Wait… Black hair?”, she stammers, ‘But it’s not the first night of the new-moon… It’s not even night!’, she thinks, as she does her best to pick him up and lean him on her shoulder, carrying him towards the hut.
Pushing the door to the hut open, she quickly lays him down onto a pile of straw before closing the door tightly shut and walking over to his side to examine him.
In the dim-light, she could see that his skin had turned a shade similar to the color of the snow outside while his lips were becoming blue, and his clothing was completely soaking-wet.
“Why did he suddenly turn human?”, she quietly asks, as she strips off her wet-clothing, leaving herself in her long-johns; that were surprisingly still dry.
“There is one other time I become human… That is when the sun goes dark in the middle of the day…”, she mentally recalls him admitting to her during one of the rare-moments they were alone, as she gathers some wood into the sunken-hearth and lights the timber using the water-proof matches she kept in her backpack, before she removes InuYasha’s soaked kimono.
“A solar-eclipse…”, she whispers, as she carefully undoes the knot on his hakama, before removing the said article of clothing; silently glad he was wearing a fundoshi(Underwear of the Era).
As soon as she removes the pants, a pool of blood forms on the floor created by the streams of blood pumping from the four punctures in his thigh caused by the snake-bite.
Upon retrieving the first-aid kit from her bag, she carefully and slowly binds the injury with strips of gauze; she then places heated-pads onto his forehead and other vital-spots of his body to ward-off hypothermia before covering him with a blanket.
She proceeds to hang the pieces of their drenched clothing from the rope that spanned the hut’s length to dry by the heat of the fire, while she shuddered off the shiver the traveled through her frame from the cold.
‘I knew I should have worn the thicker long-johns…’, she mentally notes, rubbing her arms through the sleeves.
“Kagome…”, she heard him groan.
She turns towards him and as she laid eyes on him, she could see that he was trembling violently underneath the blanket, but he was still unconscious.
“D-don’t leave…me alone…”, he whimpers, “P-please…don’t leave…Kagome…”
“InuYasha…”, she mutters, as she kneels beside him and brushes a stray strand of hair from his face, her fingers lightly caressing his cheek and when she removes them to get up to add more wood to the fire, only to find herself unable to when he grabs hold of her hand.
“P-please stay…with me…”, he pants, while his cheeks were becoming flushed as he was coming back from the brink of hypothermia.
“InuYa…”, she began to say, when he suddenly tugs her down next to him, wrapping his arms around her.
“Kagome…”, he sighs in his sleep, as he continues to hug her.
‘I completely forgot how emotional InuYasha can be when he turns human…’, she mentally recalls; accepting her fate of living teddy-bear, as she pulls on the blanket to cover both herself and InuYasha with it.
Before she could get comfy, InuYasha hugs her closer and lightly kisses her on the lips, causing a blush to consume her features as he presses his face into the nook of her neck and places a soft kiss there.
“InuYasha…?”, she gasps, as he shifts his body until he was laying on top of her, his body-heat permeating her chilled-frame.
“Kagome…”, he groans, before touching his mouth to hers again.
His actions were starting to make her head spin; his lips in contact with hers and warmth of his body against her, she could feel all her senses; except for the sensation of touch, beginning to shut down and the last thing she consciously sees was InuYasha’s hair returning to its silvery-white color and the fur-covered animal-ears sprouting a top his head, and his golden-eyes peering into her own.
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DemonGirl-Setsuna: Well? What did you think? Please review!
Oh my god!
That was a pain and a half to write!
I hope this will satisfy you rabid-fans so I can plan for my trip to the Anime-Convention in peace…
Well, InuYasha seems to be regaining more of his memories.
And, apparently a VERY important night!
Join me when I post Chapter 33!
Catch you readers next time!
By. DemonGirl-Setsuna
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DemonGirl-Setsuna: Hi there! Setsuna here!
Welcome Back Readers!
I do have to admit that my motivation to write has been in the dumps as of late…
But the reason why is because I’m also focusing on all my other fanfictions; 11 in total (not including this one) w/ 10 of them being posted on another site: ‘MediaMiner’ and a few other unpublished stories.
And it’s causing me insomnia!
I haven’t had a decent-night’s sleep in over a month!
Plus, I’m planning for an Anime Convention (Which is this Friday; 4/22)!
So, it should be understandable as to why it takes me so long to update…
*Sighs*
Oh well…
Last Time;
Sakura and InuYasha have found out that they are daughter & father; respectively!
What is going to happen now?
Find out!
Here is Chapter 32!
Please Enjoy!
*Disclaimer: I don’t own InuYasha or anything belonging to Rumiko Takahashi.*
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C h. 32
-------------------------------------------
&# 8220;What the hell do you mean she’s my daughter?!”, InuYasha screams, rushing into the room, “If she’s my child, why can’t I smell any demon-blood in her veins?!”
“Because InuYasha, Sakura-chan’s demonic-blood is dormant because of the spiritual-powers she inherited from Kagome-sama”, Miroku explains.
‘I-InuYasha… is my… father…?’, Sakura thinks, starring into thin-air from shock, ‘That means I AM a bitch…!’, she mentally sobs.
“Why the hell should I trust the words of a perverted-monk?!”, he growls.
“He speaks the truth, InuYasha-sama!”, a high-pitched male’s voice squeaks.
“Ow!”, Sakura yelps, as she suddenly slaps at her neck and when she removes her hand, something tiny and paper-thin waffs through the air, only to pop into a round-shape on InuYasha’s shoulder.
“Myoga-jiji…?”, he mutters.
“Her blood has the distinct-taste of your blood mixed with Kagome’s”, the tiny flea-demon states.
Sakura stands up and begins to shuffle towards the door, the color drained from her face.
“Sakura-chan, where are you going?”, Sango asks.
“I need to get some fresh-air…”, she quietly replies.
“Sakura get back here!”, InuYasha shouts, moving to grab her as she walks past.
“SIT!”, she growls, sending him into a crater before he was even able to touch her.
“She is definitely Kagome-sama’s daughter…”, Miroku comments, examining the unconscious dog-hanyou.
“It would be best to give Sakura-chan some space, and let InuYasha sleep it off”, his wife says.
“I couldn’t agree with you more”
----------------
“InuYasha, watch out!”, Kagome screams, as he barely dodges the fanged-mouth of a snow-colored serpent.
“Will you shut up!”, he growls, dodging another snake as he turns his attention towards her, “Kagome!”, he cries out, rushing to her side just in time to intervene the attack of a third-snake, taking the bite in the outer-side of his left-thigh.
“InuYasha!”
“It’s nothing”, he scoffs, as he wretches the creature from him upper-leg.
“Interesting”, a feminine voice purrs, “A hanyou protective of a human-woman”
“Shut up!”, he snarls, as he charges at the woman with long black-hair and skin the color of ice wearing a long-flowing pale-blue kimono.
“Temper, temper, hot-bloodied one”, she chides, as she dodges the slash of his Tetsusaiga.
“Bitch!”, he curses, feverishly slashes at her and actually slicing her across the chest.
“Bastard…”, she spat, clutching the leaking injury as dark-blue blood soaks into her clothing and streams down her front with one-hand, and she wildly swings her other arm in the direction of him and Kagome, causing a huge-gust of wind and snow to whip around the area.
“InuYasha…?”, Kagome hesitantly questions, as she blindly stumbles.
“Kagome?”, she heard his voice ask from the left of her, shortly before she saw the red of his hoari and hakama, “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine”, she replies, “But, what about you?”
“It’s nothing…”
“But…”, she begun, as she stares at the expanding deep-crimson patch on his pant-leg.
“Let’s find some shelter until the storm passes”, he suggests, as he grabs hold of her hand and starts walking.
“Okay…”, she quietly says, following after him.
Sometime Later…
“How are you holding out, Kagome?”, InuYasha questions.
“I’m a little cold, but other than that I’m doing fine”, she replies.
Suddenly, she feels something being draped over her shoulders, and upon investigating she finds that it’s his red-haori.
“InuYasha…?”
“That should keep you warm until we find some shelter”, he states, before carefully sniffing the air, “This way”, he says, beginning to walk and leads her in a direction to the left of them.
“I wish Sango-chan, Miroku-sama, Shippo-chan and Kirara were here…”, she quietly mutters.
“Shippo’s fox-fire could be useful…”, he comments.
“How much farther is it?”
“It’s straight ahead”
The silhouette of a small-building appears within their sight after walking 30 or so steps.
“InuYasha, I can see a hut up ahead!”, she exclaims, pointing.
“See, I told you…that it…was…up…ahead…”, he trails off, before collapsing forward into the snow.
“InuYasha?”, she questions, noticing him falling, “InuYasha?!”, she screams, kneeling beside him.
She could barely see him against the snow if it wasn’t for his red-hakama and black-hair.
“Wait… Black hair?”, she stammers, ‘But it’s not the first night of the new-moon… It’s not even night!’, she thinks, as she does her best to pick him up and lean him on her shoulder, carrying him towards the hut.
Pushing the door to the hut open, she quickly lays him down onto a pile of straw before closing the door tightly shut and walking over to his side to examine him.
In the dim-light, she could see that his skin had turned a shade similar to the color of the snow outside while his lips were becoming blue, and his clothing was completely soaking-wet.
“Why did he suddenly turn human?”, she quietly asks, as she strips off her wet-clothing, leaving herself in her long-johns; that were surprisingly still dry.
“There is one other time I become human… That is when the sun goes dark in the middle of the day…”, she mentally recalls him admitting to her during one of the rare-moments they were alone, as she gathers some wood into the sunken-hearth and lights the timber using the water-proof matches she kept in her backpack, before she removes InuYasha’s soaked kimono.
“A solar-eclipse…”, she whispers, as she carefully undoes the knot on his hakama, before removing the said article of clothing; silently glad he was wearing a fundoshi(Underwear of the Era).
As soon as she removes the pants, a pool of blood forms on the floor created by the streams of blood pumping from the four punctures in his thigh caused by the snake-bite.
Upon retrieving the first-aid kit from her bag, she carefully and slowly binds the injury with strips of gauze; she then places heated-pads onto his forehead and other vital-spots of his body to ward-off hypothermia before covering him with a blanket.
She proceeds to hang the pieces of their drenched clothing from the rope that spanned the hut’s length to dry by the heat of the fire, while she shuddered off the shiver the traveled through her frame from the cold.
‘I knew I should have worn the thicker long-johns…’, she mentally notes, rubbing her arms through the sleeves.
“Kagome…”, she heard him groan.
She turns towards him and as she laid eyes on him, she could see that he was trembling violently underneath the blanket, but he was still unconscious.
“D-don’t leave…me alone…”, he whimpers, “P-please…don’t leave…Kagome…”
“InuYasha…”, she mutters, as she kneels beside him and brushes a stray strand of hair from his face, her fingers lightly caressing his cheek and when she removes them to get up to add more wood to the fire, only to find herself unable to when he grabs hold of her hand.
“P-please stay…with me…”, he pants, while his cheeks were becoming flushed as he was coming back from the brink of hypothermia.
“InuYa…”, she began to say, when he suddenly tugs her down next to him, wrapping his arms around her.
“Kagome…”, he sighs in his sleep, as he continues to hug her.
‘I completely forgot how emotional InuYasha can be when he turns human…’, she mentally recalls; accepting her fate of living teddy-bear, as she pulls on the blanket to cover both herself and InuYasha with it.
Before she could get comfy, InuYasha hugs her closer and lightly kisses her on the lips, causing a blush to consume her features as he presses his face into the nook of her neck and places a soft kiss there.
“InuYasha…?”, she gasps, as he shifts his body until he was laying on top of her, his body-heat permeating her chilled-frame.
“Kagome…”, he groans, before touching his mouth to hers again.
His actions were starting to make her head spin; his lips in contact with hers and warmth of his body against her, she could feel all her senses; except for the sensation of touch, beginning to shut down and the last thing she consciously sees was InuYasha’s hair returning to its silvery-white color and the fur-covered animal-ears sprouting a top his head, and his golden-eyes peering into her own.
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DemonGirl-Setsuna: Well? What did you think? Please review!
Oh my god!
That was a pain and a half to write!
I hope this will satisfy you rabid-fans so I can plan for my trip to the Anime-Convention in peace…
Well, InuYasha seems to be regaining more of his memories.
And, apparently a VERY important night!
Join me when I post Chapter 33!
Catch you readers next time!