InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Infinity ❯ Questions ( Chapter 3 )

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A/N: Hello, loves! Sorry about the delay with this chapter. I am a Theatre major and I am currently in a play (The Vagina Monologues!), and the opening night is next week. It’s been very hectic lately, but I wanted to let you know I’m still here and writing. Feel free to leave me some reviews. Let me know what you guys think so far!

Note: This story contains graphic language, violence, and sexual situations. No readers under 18, please!


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Chapter 3 – Questions
“What do you mean, she escaped?”

“She…they…uh…a hanyou came. He took her,” the demon stated. His growing nervousness radiated off of him in waves. Trembling, he fidgeted uncomfortably, suddenly finding his feet incredibly interesting. His master was not a man of acceptance or forgiveness. He did not tolerate any sort of failure, so to stand in front of him, scrutinized by his penetrating gaze while knowing that he had just failed his master in a very important task, made him uneasy. The demon servant had seen his master kill under much smaller circumstances. No one crossed him. No one betrayed him. No one messed up as badly as he had without living. With a sudden acceptance of his fate, he stood up straight and met his master’s gaze.

“Minikui, please enlighten me. Where exactly were you when this hanyou took my miko?” His master inquired. He walked up to his servant and ran a finger along his collarbone, allowing his claw to gently graze across his servant’s throat. He could sense the sudden tension in Minikui, who was holding his breath in an attempt to keep still.

“I…I was there, but the hanyou was faster than I,” he mumbled, still trying to remain motionless.

“I see,” was all Neikan said. He turned around and walked towards the window, looking out at the view before him. Hills rolled over the grassy terrain while cherry blossoms blew in the slight breeze, scattering them across the grassy earth. It was a sight of pure beauty, true, but his admiration of nature’s magnificence was short-lived. He turned back to his servant, brows furrowing while his eyes probing his servant as if he was attempting to read into his soul. “Tell me, Minikui, exactly why I should let you live.”


“Master, I have been faithful to you for years. I have never disappointed you before, and I will make sure that will never happen again. I would not dream of letting you down, once again,” he stated.


Neikan remained silent, but his gaze remained locked with his servant’s.


“I do not believe you understand the seriousness of your failure. Had you been anyone else, I would have killed you already, but you do bring up a valid point. Your loyalty lies with me, and so does your life. Should you fail me again, I will not hesitate to decapitate you. Do you understand?”


“Yes, master.”


“Good,” he said calmly. “Bring me both of them, alive. I want to meet this hanyou who stole my miko. His death will be slow and torturous. He will suffer for interfering. She is mine. I will claim her. Now, leave. I wish not to look at your repulsive face anymore. Do not return until you have them.”


“Yes, master,” Minikui stated. He bowed drastically, submissively, and scurried out of the room. His master sat silent while his mind played scenarios of all of the different situations in which he would claim his soon-to-be mate. The corners of his lips twitched as a smile danced across his face. ‘She suffocates the air with her beauty. She will be mine,’ he thought with a wicked smirk.

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“Inuyasha!” The young miko called. “Inuyasha!”

A figure clad in red jumped down from the tree branch above in front of her, earning a loud, quick shriek to escape her lips. The hanyou’s sensitive ears immediately pinned down to his head in an attempt to drown out the loud noise. “Oi! What was that for, wench?” he growled.

“For scaring me, you baka!” she retorted.

“Inuyasha, why do you smell funny?” Shippou asked, sniffing the hanyou furiously.

“Keh, I don’t smell like anything, runt. Your nose is broken.” Inuyasha blushed, being quite aware of why he smelled ‘funny’.

“No, it’s not! My nose is fine!”

“Obviously it ain’t, since you’re smellin’ things wrong.”

“My nose works perfectly fine! You just smell weird!”

“What do you mean, he ‘smells weird’?” Kagome asked.

“He smells like my mama and papa did when they’d go off on walks together. They always came back smelling different than normal. Like Inubaka does now,” Shippou glared at him, sticking his tongue out. Kagome stared at him with a confused look on her face.

“Why you...” Inuyasha growled. Shippou’s eyes widened in fear and immediately hopped from Kagome’s shoulder in order to make a run for it. “Come here, runt!”

“No!” Shippou yelled while sprinting as fast as his little legs could carry him. Tears began to build up in his eyes.

Not having gotten five feet towards the kitsune, a loud “osuwari!” was hollered. Casually walking over to Shippou, Kagome picked him up and cradled him against her chest. As she approached Inuyasha, he was able to lift his head against the subjugation spell just enough in order to meet her narrowed glare. He hated whenever she looked at him like this. Sure, he hid it well by countering with a more intense glare and arguing at the top of his lungs, but the look she gave him made him feel like shit. He didn’t like that look directed towards him. But, she did look really fucking cute when she was angry. ‘Damn her.’

She rubbed the bridge of her nose by her eyes with her fingers, in attempt to sooth her rapidly growing migraine, while using the other hand to cradle Shippou.

“Inuyasha…” she started in a condescending tone.

“Wench, he was the one who started it!”

“All I said was that you smell weird!” Shippou retorted.

Rolling her eyes at the circle this argument was about to take, she replied, “Inuyasha, let him be. He’s just a kid.” Snuggling the top of Shippou’s head with her cheek, a comfortable smile spreading across her face, she continued, “I didn’t see you when I woke up, and Shippou said he saw you run into the woods. I was just coming to let you know that I’m going to go home soon.”

“Hell no, you’re not!”

“Yes, I am! I only have two more months of school, and then I’ll be done. But I still have to study and get through finals!”

“Wench, I said no!”

“Yes!”

“No!”

“Baka!”

“Bitch!”

“Osuwari!& #8221;

With another loud thump, the hanyou let out a groan as his face collided with the ground. Before Kagome could get in another word, a familiar voice cut her off.

“Kagome! You’re awake!” hollered Sango with a smile on her face. “We’ve been worried about you!” Running up to Kagome, the taijiya hugged her tightly. Always thinking of Sango as a sister for all intents and purposes, the young miko couldn’t blame her for caring about her safety. If she were in that same situation, Kagome knew she’d be worried, as well. “Are you okay? Do you need anything?” Sango questioned.

Kagome giggled. “I’m fine, Sango. Thank you for asking,” she responded, giving a quick glare at the hanyou. His ears dropped back on his head while his eyes met the ground, realizing he had not even asked her how she was feeling since she woke up from the incident. “I think I’m going to go home for a little. I have a few very important tests coming up that I need to study for.”

“Oh, that school of yours is almost over, correct?” Sango asked.

“Yes, but we have exams called ‘finals’ that we need to take in order to graduate.”

“Ah, I see,” said Miroku as he entered the clearing. “Does that mean you will be remaining here after you graduate?” Miroku was a very intelligent man. He knew that the subject hadn’t been specifically touched upon yet, especially as to the possible results after purifying the jewel. The relationship between Inuyasha and Kagome had not come out in the open, at least to each other, so any conversation regarding where she remains, should the well seal up after the purification, had not been addressed. Although everyone around them was fully aware of the feelings the two had towards each other, they themselves were blind to the obvious. The monk believed that trying to nudge them closer wouldn’t hurt anyone, and would help calm all of the yelling and bickering the two did on a daily basis.

“I…I’m not sure. We’ll see what happens,” Kagome said calmly. She didn’t really want to think about things like this, especially after finally waking up from, what she had been told by Shippou, a fairly eventful evening. She knew in the back of her mind that she wanted to stay wherever Inuyasha was, but Kikyo still walked the earth, so the possibility of the hanyou being with her was not an option at the moment. Plastering a small, fake smile back on her face, Kagome continued, “I definitely do need to go home, though. Sango, would you walk me?”

Inuyasha glared at her, letting out a low growl.

“Sure,” Sango responded.

“Just let me get my bag from Kaede’s.” While Kagome ran back to the old miko’s hut, the curious eyes of the two humans turned towards the hanyou.

“Inuyasha, I was curious…”

“Spit it out, monk.”

“Why did this youkai take Kagome, yet left the jewel in her possession?”