InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Hidden Dangers,Lost Love ❯ Haunting Bed Time Stories ( Chapter 3 )

Hidden Dangers, Lost love

By : Tears-of the-Shadows

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Summary: The recent attempts to claim her heart had been shot down, repeatedly, so why didn't this monk catch a hint. She was to broken to love, to care, to even feel it anymore. Dark. Pairings Inu x Kag, Mir x Oc

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Chapter Three: Haunting Bed Time Stories

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It's easier to run

replacing this pain with something numb

It's so much easier to go

than face all this pain here all alone

something has been taken

from deep inside of me

a secret I've kept locked away

no one can ever see

wounds so deep they never show

they never go away

like moving pictures in my head

for years and years they've played

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I laid there, comforted by his warmth. He had come to me in the middle of the night and found me huddled in a corner crying. I couldn't see, I couldn't smell, and I couldn't wish for what he did for me. He had picked me up and I clung to him. He was warm and comforting while I was cold and harmful. Like a snake, I thought bitterly. He carried my body close to his chest as if I would disappear. I hoped I did, I really , truly wished to disappear from his sight as he used a hand to brush a lock of golden hair behind my ear, which was no longer pointed. My green eyes stared of into the darkness, it once was a safe haven now it was a hell.

He laid me down gently on the silk sheets as he took off my yukata. The right sleeve was covered in blood as the left was covered in my tears. He tossed it on the ground as he took off his haori. He climbed into the bed and lad so that my back was against his stomach. He wrapped his arms around me and burrowed his nose into my hair. I feel asleep in a matter of seconds.

I lingered on the memory a while longer as I sat in English. I knew the language already and I probably could've outspoken the teacher. She was kind of weird. She was American and married a Japanese man and came here. It was obvious that she was American, her blonde hair and blue eyes made her stand out. Her daughter shared the same eye color and the tips of her hair were dirty blonde.

My mother is American, too. In my human form my hair turned into a really light blonde and my eyes into a pale green. I was always told that I looked like her.

I looked down at a paper ball that had just ricocheted off my head and looked up to see the girl that had just ran into me in the bathroom staring back mouthing the words, " I'm so sorry." I glanced at the paper ball then unfolded it. It read :

Hey,

Join us for lunch tomorrow, please. Plus I'm really sorry about bumping into you.

Kagome

I stared at her back for a while until she turned around and gave a slight nod. I glanced at the clock as I remembered my dream that had caused given me more reason to hate my so called " nanny"

( dream )

I laid on my futon at an angle so that my feet were on the floor on the left and my head was resting on the wooden floor to the right. The door opened slightly as a figure stepped in. I inhaled the smell of cinnamon and the smell of rancid milk. I lifted my head to see Kirin standing there with a bottle of sake. She stumbled over to me and kneeled down. She climbed so that she was now straddling my part of my waist. She leaned down and licked my lips.

All thought rushed at of my mind as my hand started to glow an eerie black aura and I tried to strike her. She easily dodged it and pinned my arms down. She normally didn't touch me. Usually she just came and watched me sleep. She bent down to my ear and told me a story.

" There once was a village where a girl and a boy lived. They were madly in love from the day they were born. They did everything together. As they grew older they grew closer and closer. The girl hungered for power. She needed it, it made her feel worthy to the young boy who was soon to be the new lord.

"She met a male demon who understood her quest. He made her a deal: if she brought him a jewel, he would give her all the power she needed. She agreed. She disguised herself as a lost dog and infiltrated a village guarded by a young priestess named Kikyo. She stole the jewel after the priestess fell asleep one night. When she got back to the male demon he took the jewel and fused his body with hers. She had taken on his lower accommodations, making her a freak to both demon and human alike.

" Ashamed and rejected she hid herself from view after the one she worked so hard for turned her down. She bowed to make him pay. The end." Her words were dripping with venom.

"What happened to the girl?" I questioned nervously. I saw the glint in her eyes her heated breath danced on my face.

" Here she is," she mumbled as she brought her lips down to mine. I tried to get her off and tell her no but all I did was grant her aces to stick her tongue in my mouth. She flipped me over and ripped off my clothes. She pulled body to my hands and knees as she pressed something hard at my opening and pushed and took it out. You father will smell it so I'll take this a little higher. She spread my legs and pushed head down hard on the mat and entered my I felt body trickle down when she pulled out as I fell into the darkness of unconsciousness.

( end dream )

I laid my head on the cold desk trying to lose my rage. I hated that night and that stupid reoccurring dream. I knew my breathing was labored but I didn't care. I listened as the bell rang. Ending my torture. I ran out of the classroom ignoring all the confused stares. I had to keep it a secret, but it was torture. I had to see these images and face them all alone. ` Alone,' I thought grimly, " Always alone," I whispered to no one in particular. I ran down the hallway finally nearing the door when I hit somebody. Everything in my and my road blocks hands was lying all over the floor. I looked up to stare into big purple eyes.

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( Miroku P.O.V. )

I looked into the big beautiful eyes of the young beauty I had groped last week. I glanced downward realizing her legs were spread and she was straddling me. My hands were rubbing her thighs as my arousal grew to the fact that she could feel it. Her eyes bled red in anger as she bought her hand down and slapped me across my perfectly tanned face.

She got up and stormed out of the school only after she picked up her things. I ran after her trying to catch up. When I did I was met with the scariest death glare I had ever seen.

I fought to control my tongue as incoherent t words flew out. I cleared my throat as a sorry croaked out.

" Sorry for everything, especially the binder incident." I finally go out. I watched as her eyes softened only to be replaced by cold unfeeling ones. She nodded, adding: " As you should be." And walked off. I couldn't sense the anger in her aura so I guessed she knew I was sorry.

I ran my hand through my hair releasing it from the small elastic band and felt my short hair fly through the hair. I felt pain in my back as my half demon friend hit me, knocking the thoughts out of my mind.

Only one can handle so much stress. So like a cheap bungee cord on fat guy I snapped.

" Maybe I have other plans, huh, did you ever think about that. Maybe I Have something better to do."

Inuyasha stared at me for a moment and said, " I was asking did you get the homework for science."

I blushed and replied with a feeble, " Page 178, 1- 20." With that I walked off. `Where did that come from' I thought. I had snapped at him for no reason, maybe my mind is fighting with itself. I sighed and shrugged off all my thoughts, seeming they had no way to get me any closer to the demon beauty from the hallway. When I finally realized I was in my room I changed out of my school I changed out of my school uniform and changed into some army green cargos and a white t-shirt that said " Ladies Man" in black letter with a red lipstick smudge on the collar.( my friend has this shirt and I thinks it's cute). I flopped down and my bed and flipped my stereo on. I listened as the intro to " Out of My Head" filled the air waves.

What is wrong with all my friends

I know that I am unlike them

Just another situation

Don't hold me back, I don't look up to them

They always act so dirty they keep themselves so clean

Why can't they find the answers to the questions that are

Right in front of me

This song explains my life so much I realized. I'm not what they think I am. I'm not a perverted teenager that gropes and asks every young maiden if they could bear my child. I'm so much more. I'm depressed everything is so fake in my life and it's driving me crazy.

Kagome and Inuyasha had been two-timing each other since forever. Kagome had taken an interest in Koga, some audacious young wolf demon from the east. Inuyasha had taken an interest with some young female named Sango, while pretty, had a good right hook. I listened some more as the next song came on. I rolled over on my side and drifted peacefully in my own dream world to whisper all the words I could never say to the young female demon.

I looked up at the purple sky as the clouds drifted above. She was there under a big sakura tree the petal had drifted down and landed on her head. Her eyes were a dull brown and seemed to be staring off into the abyss. I touched her shoulder and I was transported to a barren wasteland.

The ground was dry and cracked. There sat a dead tree and a body was resting on it. The sky was a dull gray and the clouds were blacker than midnight. Who could imagine this I thought to myself. The body leaning on the tree looked up at my teary, dull brown eyes and said, " Save me".

I sat straight up in my bed. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and realized I was crying, crying for the lost soul that was Sobayusha Kinaki.

End chapter.

A/N: This chapter was the longest one I've written so far. I'm sorry that my summary for this chapter didn't have much to do with it. I've come across a different idea for this story but the plot will be the same. I'm going to keep writing this story even though no ones reading and/or reviewing. I'm going to start that story I've mentioned about Miroku and his wind tunnel because I think it's a good idea. It's going to post it under this name. It's called, " The Wind Tunnel of Love". Cute don't ya think. Anyway. . . What you all have been waiting for. Ta- Dah.

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Next Chapter: Howling midnight, Unspoken Deception.

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Summary: Let me love you. . . I'm drinking my lunch. . . Echoing howl from the shadows. . . Maybe I'm not able. . . Bent but not broken. . . Worthless. . Can't be explained with words. . . Never.

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