InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ God Complex ❯ Divine Intervention ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Miseria 
As a last resort, she prayed for him. Who knew her prayers would be answered?
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Fantasy / Romance / Supernatural | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.20.2009 | Updated On: 03.22.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Work In Progress
As a last resort, she prayed for him. Who knew her prayers would be answered?
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Fantasy / Romance / Supernatural | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.20.2009 | Updated On: 03.22.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Work In Progress
I do not in any way lay claim to ownership of any characters from Inuyasha. Those rights belong to Rumiko Takahashi and the various publishing and animation companies she works with.
A/N: I apologize if the formatting makes this hard to read. I have MS Word Processor instead of MS Word, and sometimes MM.org doesn’t like the file and randomly re-formats everything.
Chapter 1: Divine Intervention
“Kami-sama, help me,” she cried, running through The God’s Forest at full tilt. The bandits behind her seemed almost to be nipping at her heels, and she knew that without some unforeseen miracle, there was no way she was getting away.
“Run all you want, pretty wench, we’ll get what we want eventually!” one of the bandits called after her, his voice sing-song and sickeningly playful. Kagome knew exactly what they wanted; they wanted her.
She ducked to her right through a close knit crop of bamboo, hoping to at least buy herself some time as the men behind her turned and tried to make it through the thick trees. Her bare feet ached and her calves burned from running. She had been fleeing through the forest long enough to burn through several senko. She knew if she didn’t escape the bandits’ pursuit soon, they’d catch her, rape her, and probably kill her for having fled them in the first place. Rationality told her that it wouldn’t work, but in her fear she was desperate for a miracle.
“Inuyasha-sama, please, help me,” she breathed, half-sliding down a moss covered hill. She prayed The God would hear her as she stumbled and landed hard on the forest floor with the bandits still hot on her trail.
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220;Inuyasha-sama, please, help me.”
White ears twitched slightly as the whispered plea drifted through them. He shook his silver mane and opened his golden eyes, squinting a bit in the sun.
“Amaterasu, must you be so damned bright?” he growled, showing his dog-like nature. He sniffed the air. The scent of fear was thick and rolled in from the south. He sighed, rolling his eyes. It seemed the only thing the locals ever wanted him for was help from some danger or another. Unless they were in trouble in his forest, the barely gave him a second thought.
Inuyasha brandished his claws and started running towards the smell, anticipation stringing tight every muscle in his body. Whimpers reached his ears, the same voice that had awakened him. As he reached the crest of a hill, the scene on the other side filled him with rage. Four large men, by human standards, anyway, were hovering over a small, black-haired female, while a fifth kneeled between her legs, smacked her, hard, and prepared himself to disgrace her.
A roar of absolute rage caused Kagome to turn her head toward the sound. She tried hard to open her swollen eyes, but all she could see was a large red shadow moving towards her. And then, blessedly, nothing.
“How dare you!” Inuyasha yelled. The bandits’ eyes filled with fear as they quickly backed away from the angry deity. “Don’t you know where you are?” he raged, slashing at the would-be rapists with his claws.
“Demon!” shouted one of the bandits, backing into his compatriots. The whites of their eyes shone as Inuyasha drew nearer to them, brandishing his claws.
He reached for the nearest--the one who had been about to defile her--and held him by the collar above his head.
“Do you know who I am?” he growled, staring into the bandit’s eyes. As his captive whimpered and whined, the other four ran bumbling into the forest, the faint smell of urine following in their wake.
“You’re not... You couldn’t be... Inuyasha-kami-sama?” the man stammered, the rank odor that was his fear escalating to a new and higher plateau. A feral grin crossed Inuyasha’s face, confirming the would-be rapist’s fears. “But that’s just a story! Just a fairy tale told to children to keep them in line!”
“Apparently not, you disgusting fuck.” Inuyasha glanced at the girl; she was starting to stir. He considered, for a brief moment, just how bad it would be for her to come to, only to witness him disemboweling the man who had dared to cause trouble in his forest. He thought better of it. Let her retain some of her innocence this day.
“If I ever see you near my forest again, I’ll gut you and leave you for the carrion-eaters,” Inuyasha half growled, half hissed. He threw the bandit down, none too gently, and snarled a final warning, which the bandit properly understood as “Get the fuck out of here now.”
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Inuyasha inspected the girl carefully. Nothing seemed to be broken, or even too badly damaged at all, thankfully, save for a few scrapes and bruises, a black eye, and a bit of a nasty cut on one knee. Her long jet black hair was filled with brambles and old leaves, and her yellow kimono was in tatters, probably from running through the thorny underbrush of the forest, but it was whole enough to keep her modest and warm. Still, he couldn’t just leave her here. Too many minor youkai could catch a whiff of the faint smell of blood that enveloped her now, plus the scent of human fear that was almost gagging him. They’d gut her and eat her before she even knew it was happening. He doubted she would survive more than a few hours, if that long, if he just left her here.
He groaned. He knew what he needed to do. He just didn’t want to do it. Taking her to the temple that had been erected for him in Edo meant he’d have to deal with not only the old bat of a miko that ran the place, but also that ridiculous monk who wandered in from who-knows-where and never left.
A slight stirring from the girl made up his mind. He didn’t have a choice. He gently lifter her onto his back and started making his way east.
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“Inuyasha-sama, please, help me,” the girl whimpered, starting to come out of her sleep. The old miko looked up from her cook-pot and silently thanked the higher gods for the speed of the girl’s recovery. It wasn’t that the old woman really minded having the girl here. The longer the girl stayed, the more she worried about the monk’s good behavior lasting.
“Wake up, child,” she said gently, lightly shaking the girl’s shoulder. “You arm safe from harm now.”
Kagome rolled slowly onto her back, blinking furiously, trying to get her eyes to focus in the dim light of the hut. The fire seemed to burn into her left side, but her right seemed doused in ice water. She blinked up at the old woman’s kind face.
“Where am I?” she asked, pushing herself into a seated position. Her arms felt like jelly and her head pounded. The old woman gently pushed her back down.
“You are in the village of Edo. Apparently you had quite the troubling time in Inuyasha’s Forest day before last. Be easy, little one. You are safe. What is your name?”
Kagome regarded the old woman for a moment, as if she were deciding whether or not she could trust her. She was a short woman, slightly smaller than herself, Kagome figured. She work the brilliant red hakama and white haori of a Shinto shrine maiden. The old miko smiled, and Kagome was won over.
“Kagome,” she said, a small smile forming on her still bruised face. “My name is Kagome.”
“Well, Kagome-san, welcome to my home. I am Kaede, miko of the forest shrine. Do you remember at all, what happened to you?”
“I was walking in the forest near my family’s home. We live in the nameless village to the southwest of here. There were bandits, and I ran... The last thing I really remember is praying to Inuyasha-kami-sama for help, and then seeing the bandits closing in on top of me. And something red, something silver and red rushing towards me. How long have I been here? How did I get here?” Kagome asked, the confusion evident on her face.
“If you called to Inuyasha-sama then you must know the stories. As punishment for aiding his brother’s coup against the Higher Gods, he has been sentenced to become this forest’s guardian.”
“Of course I’ve heard the stories,” Kagome sighed. “But, Kaede-sama, stories are just that, stories. I don’t know why I called to him. Even if he did exist, why would he help me? The only person I matter to is Hojo Akitoki, and I’ll just be his concubine. Nothing more, nothing less. Why would a god care about someone like me?”
“I cannot answer that for you, Kagome-san. You will have to ask him when he comes to look in on you next,” Kaede answered, a twinkle in her good eye.
“Wait, you mean he... Inuyasha-sama... He saved me?”
“Aye, my child, he did. He even threatened to turn Miroku-houshi into a eunuch if he came within twenty paces of you,” Kaede replied, an odd glimmer in her eye.
“Miroku-houshi?” repeated Kagome, cocking her head to the side slightly.
“A monk who wandered in years ago, and won’t leave us no matter how many times we say he’s worn out his welcome. But come, child, you must rest. I will send a messenger to tell your family of your location. What is your father’s name?”
“I haven’t got a father. My grandfather’s name is Ryuunosuke, and my mother is Naoko. Grandfather cares for our village’s shrine. My sister, Kikyou, helps him,” Kagome answered, yawning.
“That should be enough information for a currier to find them. Now, Kagome-san, rest.”
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“I am sorry, Inuyasha-sama, I do not understand why you are so upset,” Miroku sighed, looking up through the tree for the temperamental deity. “Just a few months ago you complained that we didn’t get nearly enough traffic through your shrine, and that there weren’t nearly enough offerings. Now you are upset that you have a devotee staying with Kaede-sama, and one that you brought to her, at that. I do not understand why you are so angry about this.”
“You wouldn’t, bouzu,” the dog-god barked down. “Besides, I could care less about those stupid offerings. I just don’t want Kaede to starve.”
“So the only reason you care about how much traffic your shrine gets, is so that we may be cared for?”
“I didn’t say shit about you, bouzu,” growled Inuyasha, jumping down from his perch. “I said Kaede. As much as I’m not a fan of the old bat, I don’t want her to starve to death. And since she’s priestess of that stupid shrine, she’s kind of my responsibility.”
“An honorable god you are, Inuyasha-sama, if nothing else,” quipped the monk, bowing low. “But it remains undisguised what you will do with the girl. Rumors are spreading through the village that you will take her as your consort.”
“My what?” bellowed Inuyasha, turning to pin Miroku with a furious glare. “How the fuck did the come to that conclusion?”
“I should think that they came to it by the way of not seeing her leave the shrine after being brought in. She has been here for three days. We mortals tend to speculate about what is happening around us rather than give it rational thought.”
“Yeah, I’ve noticed.” Inuyasha turned and looked back towards the village. Did they really think that he would keep her, basically as his whore, in payment for keeping her from being raped? And yet these were the people his very existence was devoted to protecting. “Damn ungrateful bastards,” he muttered, too low for the monk to hear. “Alright, Miroku, make yourself useful. Go back to Kaede’s and see if the girl’s woken up. Don’t touch her, don’t go near her. See if you can find out where she lives and tell her family she’s here. It’s time for her to go home.”
A/N: I apologize if the formatting makes this hard to read. I have MS Word Processor instead of MS Word, and sometimes MM.org doesn’t like the file and randomly re-formats everything.
Chapter 1: Divine Intervention
“Kami-sama, help me,” she cried, running through The God’s Forest at full tilt. The bandits behind her seemed almost to be nipping at her heels, and she knew that without some unforeseen miracle, there was no way she was getting away.
“Run all you want, pretty wench, we’ll get what we want eventually!” one of the bandits called after her, his voice sing-song and sickeningly playful. Kagome knew exactly what they wanted; they wanted her.
She ducked to her right through a close knit crop of bamboo, hoping to at least buy herself some time as the men behind her turned and tried to make it through the thick trees. Her bare feet ached and her calves burned from running. She had been fleeing through the forest long enough to burn through several senko. She knew if she didn’t escape the bandits’ pursuit soon, they’d catch her, rape her, and probably kill her for having fled them in the first place. Rationality told her that it wouldn’t work, but in her fear she was desperate for a miracle.
“Inuyasha-sama, please, help me,” she breathed, half-sliding down a moss covered hill. She prayed The God would hear her as she stumbled and landed hard on the forest floor with the bandits still hot on her trail.
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220;Inuyasha-sama, please, help me.”
White ears twitched slightly as the whispered plea drifted through them. He shook his silver mane and opened his golden eyes, squinting a bit in the sun.
“Amaterasu, must you be so damned bright?” he growled, showing his dog-like nature. He sniffed the air. The scent of fear was thick and rolled in from the south. He sighed, rolling his eyes. It seemed the only thing the locals ever wanted him for was help from some danger or another. Unless they were in trouble in his forest, the barely gave him a second thought.
Inuyasha brandished his claws and started running towards the smell, anticipation stringing tight every muscle in his body. Whimpers reached his ears, the same voice that had awakened him. As he reached the crest of a hill, the scene on the other side filled him with rage. Four large men, by human standards, anyway, were hovering over a small, black-haired female, while a fifth kneeled between her legs, smacked her, hard, and prepared himself to disgrace her.
A roar of absolute rage caused Kagome to turn her head toward the sound. She tried hard to open her swollen eyes, but all she could see was a large red shadow moving towards her. And then, blessedly, nothing.
“How dare you!” Inuyasha yelled. The bandits’ eyes filled with fear as they quickly backed away from the angry deity. “Don’t you know where you are?” he raged, slashing at the would-be rapists with his claws.
“Demon!” shouted one of the bandits, backing into his compatriots. The whites of their eyes shone as Inuyasha drew nearer to them, brandishing his claws.
He reached for the nearest--the one who had been about to defile her--and held him by the collar above his head.
“Do you know who I am?” he growled, staring into the bandit’s eyes. As his captive whimpered and whined, the other four ran bumbling into the forest, the faint smell of urine following in their wake.
“You’re not... You couldn’t be... Inuyasha-kami-sama?” the man stammered, the rank odor that was his fear escalating to a new and higher plateau. A feral grin crossed Inuyasha’s face, confirming the would-be rapist’s fears. “But that’s just a story! Just a fairy tale told to children to keep them in line!”
“Apparently not, you disgusting fuck.” Inuyasha glanced at the girl; she was starting to stir. He considered, for a brief moment, just how bad it would be for her to come to, only to witness him disemboweling the man who had dared to cause trouble in his forest. He thought better of it. Let her retain some of her innocence this day.
“If I ever see you near my forest again, I’ll gut you and leave you for the carrion-eaters,” Inuyasha half growled, half hissed. He threw the bandit down, none too gently, and snarled a final warning, which the bandit properly understood as “Get the fuck out of here now.”
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Inuyasha inspected the girl carefully. Nothing seemed to be broken, or even too badly damaged at all, thankfully, save for a few scrapes and bruises, a black eye, and a bit of a nasty cut on one knee. Her long jet black hair was filled with brambles and old leaves, and her yellow kimono was in tatters, probably from running through the thorny underbrush of the forest, but it was whole enough to keep her modest and warm. Still, he couldn’t just leave her here. Too many minor youkai could catch a whiff of the faint smell of blood that enveloped her now, plus the scent of human fear that was almost gagging him. They’d gut her and eat her before she even knew it was happening. He doubted she would survive more than a few hours, if that long, if he just left her here.
He groaned. He knew what he needed to do. He just didn’t want to do it. Taking her to the temple that had been erected for him in Edo meant he’d have to deal with not only the old bat of a miko that ran the place, but also that ridiculous monk who wandered in from who-knows-where and never left.
A slight stirring from the girl made up his mind. He didn’t have a choice. He gently lifter her onto his back and started making his way east.
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“Inuyasha-sama, please, help me,” the girl whimpered, starting to come out of her sleep. The old miko looked up from her cook-pot and silently thanked the higher gods for the speed of the girl’s recovery. It wasn’t that the old woman really minded having the girl here. The longer the girl stayed, the more she worried about the monk’s good behavior lasting.
“Wake up, child,” she said gently, lightly shaking the girl’s shoulder. “You arm safe from harm now.”
Kagome rolled slowly onto her back, blinking furiously, trying to get her eyes to focus in the dim light of the hut. The fire seemed to burn into her left side, but her right seemed doused in ice water. She blinked up at the old woman’s kind face.
“Where am I?” she asked, pushing herself into a seated position. Her arms felt like jelly and her head pounded. The old woman gently pushed her back down.
“You are in the village of Edo. Apparently you had quite the troubling time in Inuyasha’s Forest day before last. Be easy, little one. You are safe. What is your name?”
Kagome regarded the old woman for a moment, as if she were deciding whether or not she could trust her. She was a short woman, slightly smaller than herself, Kagome figured. She work the brilliant red hakama and white haori of a Shinto shrine maiden. The old miko smiled, and Kagome was won over.
“Kagome,” she said, a small smile forming on her still bruised face. “My name is Kagome.”
“Well, Kagome-san, welcome to my home. I am Kaede, miko of the forest shrine. Do you remember at all, what happened to you?”
“I was walking in the forest near my family’s home. We live in the nameless village to the southwest of here. There were bandits, and I ran... The last thing I really remember is praying to Inuyasha-kami-sama for help, and then seeing the bandits closing in on top of me. And something red, something silver and red rushing towards me. How long have I been here? How did I get here?” Kagome asked, the confusion evident on her face.
“If you called to Inuyasha-sama then you must know the stories. As punishment for aiding his brother’s coup against the Higher Gods, he has been sentenced to become this forest’s guardian.”
“Of course I’ve heard the stories,” Kagome sighed. “But, Kaede-sama, stories are just that, stories. I don’t know why I called to him. Even if he did exist, why would he help me? The only person I matter to is Hojo Akitoki, and I’ll just be his concubine. Nothing more, nothing less. Why would a god care about someone like me?”
“I cannot answer that for you, Kagome-san. You will have to ask him when he comes to look in on you next,” Kaede answered, a twinkle in her good eye.
“Wait, you mean he... Inuyasha-sama... He saved me?”
“Aye, my child, he did. He even threatened to turn Miroku-houshi into a eunuch if he came within twenty paces of you,” Kaede replied, an odd glimmer in her eye.
“Miroku-houshi?” repeated Kagome, cocking her head to the side slightly.
“A monk who wandered in years ago, and won’t leave us no matter how many times we say he’s worn out his welcome. But come, child, you must rest. I will send a messenger to tell your family of your location. What is your father’s name?”
“I haven’t got a father. My grandfather’s name is Ryuunosuke, and my mother is Naoko. Grandfather cares for our village’s shrine. My sister, Kikyou, helps him,” Kagome answered, yawning.
“That should be enough information for a currier to find them. Now, Kagome-san, rest.”
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“I am sorry, Inuyasha-sama, I do not understand why you are so upset,” Miroku sighed, looking up through the tree for the temperamental deity. “Just a few months ago you complained that we didn’t get nearly enough traffic through your shrine, and that there weren’t nearly enough offerings. Now you are upset that you have a devotee staying with Kaede-sama, and one that you brought to her, at that. I do not understand why you are so angry about this.”
“You wouldn’t, bouzu,” the dog-god barked down. “Besides, I could care less about those stupid offerings. I just don’t want Kaede to starve.”
“So the only reason you care about how much traffic your shrine gets, is so that we may be cared for?”
“I didn’t say shit about you, bouzu,” growled Inuyasha, jumping down from his perch. “I said Kaede. As much as I’m not a fan of the old bat, I don’t want her to starve to death. And since she’s priestess of that stupid shrine, she’s kind of my responsibility.”
“An honorable god you are, Inuyasha-sama, if nothing else,” quipped the monk, bowing low. “But it remains undisguised what you will do with the girl. Rumors are spreading through the village that you will take her as your consort.”
“My what?” bellowed Inuyasha, turning to pin Miroku with a furious glare. “How the fuck did the come to that conclusion?”
“I should think that they came to it by the way of not seeing her leave the shrine after being brought in. She has been here for three days. We mortals tend to speculate about what is happening around us rather than give it rational thought.”
“Yeah, I’ve noticed.” Inuyasha turned and looked back towards the village. Did they really think that he would keep her, basically as his whore, in payment for keeping her from being raped? And yet these were the people his very existence was devoted to protecting. “Damn ungrateful bastards,” he muttered, too low for the monk to hear. “Alright, Miroku, make yourself useful. Go back to Kaede’s and see if the girl’s woken up. Don’t touch her, don’t go near her. See if you can find out where she lives and tell her family she’s here. It’s time for her to go home.”