InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ If only in my Dreams ❯ Lack Of A Functioning Brain ( Chapter 4 )

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

I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA OR ITS CHARACTERS....Damn it all huh...anyway....
THANK YOU ALL for your reviews and I hope you all enjoy yet another rambling session of my poor little mind.....My laptop was down for the weekend due to a malfunctioning charger, but it's fixed now so on with the chappy.....but sorry kiddies.....no smut in this chappy....but I'll definitely make up for it if you all want more....let me know.....




Inuyasha sat upon a tree branch, rain soaking through his kimono, his silver hair plastered to his head. Water dripped from the tree branches, a few random drops landing upon his ears, each appendage flicking every so often to remove the wetness from them. He'd slept outside for the last three nights while the others had sought shelter from the storm within the warmth of Keade's hut.

He'd been avoiding Kagome since that day by the spring, since the realization hit that he'd lost control, that his demon had taken control and only Sango's voice carried upon the breeze had kept him from hurting her....but would he have? No, even he had remembered the dream, remembered losing his control when Kagome had accepted all of him, but that had been a dream....hadn't it? He had found himself deep within the forest with only the vaguest notion of how he'd come to be there.... memories slowly coming to him as the hours drifted by until he'd reached this one decision....he'd stay away...maintain a safe distance, and only sleep when he had to, and being wet and miserable kept him from the dreams that seemed to plague him. It wasn't that the dreams were unwelcome, truth be told, he rather looked forward to them, but somewhere within the last four days something had changed. He'd never had to fight his demon before,never had such a desperate need for her, to make her his mate in every sense of the word – and that scared him. He'd never hurt Kagome, never force her into something that she knew nothing about, something more primal than her human nature could ever understand, and if he lost control again he may not be lucky enough to have an interuption...and he may not be able to keep his demon from claiming the woman it had deemed its mate.....Kagome.....

His dreams had always been safe, always been the one place where he could let down his barriers and simply be himself, regardless what form he took...demon, human or hanyou...but it hadn't just stopped there, now it had been a simple daydream that had sent him over the edge...well, that and a very naked..very beautiful..Kagome...a simple daydream that had woke his demon. What would happen if there was a next time? What would've happened if Sango hadn't gone looking for Kagome at that particular moment? The dream had been so real...every sound replayed through his mind, every touch still imprinted upon his fingertips and every taste still lingared upon his tongue, still heated his blood at just a simple thought....he still smelled her scent upon his clothing, could still see her acceptance shining in her bright brown eyes.

But it was the realization that he could no longer trust Tetsusaiga to supress his demon blood, he couldn't trust that his demon wouldn't surface again, and this was what kept him from the warmth of Keade's hut. It was this that kept him from the companionship of his friends, and it was the possibility that he could hurt Kagome that kept him from her side, that had him retreating back into the forest when her sweet voice called to him, the worry over his disappearance ever present each time she wandered into the rain to find him, or to offer him ramen to warm his body....but this was the only way he knew to keep his demon at bay,the only way to protect her.....
from himself.


Kagome paced the wooden floor of Keade's hut. The others had long since gone to sleep, but something kept bothering her....something in her heart telling her that something wasn't right, yet no matter how much she racked her brain she simply couldn't place it. Inuyasha had been distant these last few days...he fairly avoided her. She'd only caught the barest glimpse of his red kimono when she'd called out to him. Even tempting him with ramen hadn't brought him in out of the cold. He slept in the rain, wouldn't come in to eat or sleep. He avoided her now, but for the life of her, she couldn't figure out why. She hadn't seen him since Sango, Shippo, Miroku and Kirara had made their way into camp after their last battle with the dream spirit...the night she woke up with such an intense need for him, but he couldn't have known that...could he? He'd left so suddenly, and yet she had merely assumed that he had been irritated at being woke up.

She'd mentioned to Sango that perhaps they should return to the village. Something had been off since they'd fought the dream spirit, but she simply couldn't place it, but she knew of a certain old woman who very well might know something. Perhaps talking to those who'd been affected by the dream spirit could clear up some of the mystery.

Kagome made her way to the doorway, her eyes searching for any sign of the half demon who seemed to haunt her thoughts, both day and night. She couldn't wait for the weather to clear...she'd already waited three days longer than she'd wanted to, and if Inuyasha would've simply told her what was bothering him she wouldn't need to take extreme measures...she'd just go to the village on her own....
She moved to grab her yellow backpack, her mind insisting that she at least leave a note so that the others wound know where she had gone....so taking the notebook out of her bag she scribbled a brief note knowing full well that Sango would have her ass for doing something so stupid, she lay the note beside her friend and hastily made her way through the doorway and into the rain soaked night before she could change her mind.

Kagome made her way into the night ignoring the noises around her. Her clothing was drenched from the rain and splattered with mud. She searched the tree tops for any sign of Inuyasha, hoping that he was at least protecting her from a distance, but deep in her heart she knew he wasn't there, so she moved on. For hours she trudged on, tripping over tree roots, blood dripping from the various cuts she had received from the many falls she had taken, but if this was the only way to find the answers to her questions, then so be it....so be it...but she had been out for hours now, and her body was tired...and so cold....she moved beneath a large tree, its branches offering some shelter from the rain, but the wind persisted, carrying with it all the sounds of the forest. She'd never really noticed before the noises that existed within the forest deep into the night. She could hear twigs breaking in the distance, the hiss of the wind as it made its way through the tree branches, its low moan whispering past her ears causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand on end.

There were no crickets to provide a relaxing melody, no crackle from the camp fire to lull her to sleep or provide warmth in the cold night breeze, but most noticeable...there was no Inuyasha to keep her safe from the forest's predators, or from the possibility of any demons who thought to make good use of a soaking wet, human woman who couldn't have kept herself alive this long had it not been for a half demon, and for the first time since leaving the warmth of Keade's hut she sincerely questioned just how smart this idea had been.

She'd been desperate – true – and angry...definitely....Inuyasha had been ignoring her....avoiding her...and that reason alone had been her primary motivation behind her current predicament.

“ Damn it all...why can't I learn when NOT to act on impulse...?” she thought as she reached into the dampness that was her backpack to retrieve her sleeping bag, thankful that Shippo had curled up with Kilala to sleep.
She unzipped the edge, opening it so that she could wrap it around her, its waterproof lining protecting the inner fabric from the wet weather.
She found herself curled up at the base of the tree, thankful at least for the bit of warmth that the bag provided, her body relaxing slightly to the pitter patter of the rain drops as they landed upon the rain drenched forest floor....until she heard the unmistakable growl of an animal.
She peered from the corner of her sleeping bag, her movements slow and precise so as to not become any more noticeable than she already was. But her sight was met with glowing red eyes and glistening white fangs....and deep down inside she knew that this animal had already found her. And with the heavy rainfall from the storm, her scent was sure to have been washed away, leaving no way for Inuyasha to find her, assuming he'd had any notion to follow, for which he wouldn't due to her own stupidity in leaving in the middle of the night with only a note to inform the others of where she had gone...which certainly wouldn't be found till morning – and judging from the ferocity of the growl this animal had , it most certainly had no intention of waiting till morning for breakfast....but perhaps what scared her the most was the fact that her bow and arrows still rested beside her backpack.......which was definitely...NOT...within reach.


I sincerely hope that this wasn't to short, but I wrote this today and once my laptop was fixed I have spent the better part of two and a half hours typing this up...just so I could post for you all tonight as thanks for all your wonderful reviews...please forgive any spelling errors as I am sure that there are a few....please let me know what you think....I'm sorry that this chappy has no smut content, but the story has to move along at some point...yes?..Again, Please let me know what you all think....I draw so much motivation from you all....thanks again and until next time....Neisha