InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Gone ❯ Is it a chance I Gave Her? ( Chapter 2 )

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

Hi everyone!
Well I got two reviews so far and great thank you’s to:
My-Soul-Your-Puppet: I totally agree with you!
I have to say he’s the best looking one out of most anime! Yay!
Renee5073: So, what did you really think about it?
You know, as friends like us, I have to be suspicious.
Hmmm, so how's mommie? The family? You so gotta visit!
I’m so mad at Jayson still for not telling me when I was in Vegas! Grr!
The Critic: I don’t think you understand. I wrote at the very beginning before the story
that the first chapter was just a taste of what this story is about.
Just because I didn’t use any other names besides Sesshomaru
doesn’t mean that this story isn’t about Inuyasha.
Did I say who was kidnapped? No.
Why? Because I want the readers to think.
Did I get far into the story? No.
Why? Because I left a hook.
Do you know what this story is really about? No.

Sorry everyone! I have a right to defend my story.
So for all you second time readers,
did you enjoy the story?
I have to know!
And for all the first time readers,
how are you liking it so far?



Sesshomaru’s POV

Why does Kami despise me?
I am cursed with damn curiosity.
She should be dead and rotting,
but now she’s in my house,
luxury of a warm bed given to her and service.
She spoke of my father,
no possible why!
Father’s been dead for years.
How did she know my father?
She spoke of him as if she were actually
speaking to him at that moment.
What made me save her?
What force had controlled me?
Is it that I am compelled by this gory human
to save them from time of death?
When she laid in my arms,
an urge to rip her to pieces was tempting,
but a code was bonded between us.
This bond would haunt me
until my time of death
because once you spend time with something
you become attached,
and this Sesshomaru, lord of the west,
was not going to risk everything
for another human.


She was awake.
Three days
since her eyes closed and slumbered
in a deep sleep.
I was furious at myself
and at her for a making me do what I did.
I had saved her life,
now I am bond to protect her
and watch over her.
Walking to the room that held her,
my demon argued with myself.
There is something about her and you mustn’t kill her!
Since when in hell did you become soft,
especially for a human?!
There she was,
hiding under her pillows and blankets.
The maid trying unsuccessfully to uncover her.
Her mumble was clear and I heard her,
No! I’m suppose to be dead!
Not here! Dead! Away from him!
Don’t let him find me!
Don’t let him take me!
Anger raised, annoyance ran bloody,
action was taken.
Riddles.
Hate them and their worthlessness!
I grabbed the human’s arm
and drew her from the bed.
She screamed out of pure terror.
She ran to a corner and crumpled up.
What am I to do with a human out of her mind?
Who is this ‘he’ you speak of?
Her mind was sent reeling and her eyes fluttered to mine.
Within them was a deep sea of blue
so dark you can also see the sadness in them.
He. He is the one I hate!
He is the one I fear!
He wants me but I wont let him!
I’m to be dead! Away from him and his rotting mind!


Irritation held me tight within it’s grasp.
I had no idea as to who she is.
She is worthless
and knows practically nothing.
Her mind is dead yet her fear lives on her.
She was terrified and shaky.
She rambles on and on of a ‘him’.
Making calls and finding reports,
I was deep in things
when I got the call.
I was told everything I needed to know.


Her name Kagome Higurashi.
Missing for six years,
announced deceased by family after five years
and last seen leaving house.
Kagome went to collage and got a bachelors degree
in legal and paralegal,
progress in masters.
Close friends say she wasn’t the type
to leave with strange men
and would never leave family without good byes.


Something was wrong with Kagome
mentally and physically.
Her body was like paper
covered in bruises.
I heard her cry out at night.
Heard her desperate attempts the escape her dreams.
Her dreams haunted her
and the man was always there.
I felt somewhat responsible for her pain
for not letting her die.
I would go to her room
just to check if she was ok.
This feeling of wanting to be there for her
was an annoying presence.
Knowing she had a little effect on me
disturbed even myself.
This great Sesshomaru,
Lord of the Western Lands
and feared by most,
was not going to admit he was getting a little soft.
I cursed myself every hour for letting her
live a life
and obviously she didn’t really want to live
out this chance.
Is it a chance I gave her?


End Chapter


Oh, my goose bumps! Tomorrow is 4th of July!
So static and ready! Family tradition to go to the beach and
EVERYONE is there! Yay! Filipino food all day!
I can taste my grandma’s lumpia! They’re the best!
Oh, my stomach is growling now!
HAPPY 4TH OOF JULY EVERYONE!