InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inside ❯ Chocolate ( Chapter 5 )

A/N: I think you'll like this chapter.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 5 - Chocolate

 

 

 

 

 

 

Kagome Higurashi opened her bedroom door, her feet dragging as she went in. She didn't even bother shutting the door behind her, she was far too tired for that. It had been a miracle that she'd been able to get up the stairs.

 

She closed her eyes and roared out a loud, wide yawn before collapsing onto her bed. The light was off, with just a bedside lamp lit to give the room a dim glow. She didn't even care that she was sleeping in her clothes. All she needed now was rest.

 

The already half-asleep girl slowly pulled the blankets over her body, and before she slipped into unconsciousness, she held one last thought.

 

'What a long day...'

 

 

 

 

 

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He could smell it now. Or rather her now. Very clearly.

 

He was back in the waiting room, alone, sniffing the air close to the exit. He had the trail. All he had to do now was follow it. He cursed himself for unintentionally distracting himself with that kid, Souta, when he should've been focusing on the task at hand. But the only problem now was he would not be able to track the scent within the confines of his truck.

 

This posed a particular problem... if he was seen now, he'd be reported and he would never get his father's pocket watch back. He made an oath then and there that he would not let that happen, and he was counting on his luck to bring him privacy.

 

He sauntered outside to the parking lot, bringing his arms up to wrap around his body. The night had begun to get very cold, but he did not have time to retrieve his shirt from the truck.

 

"Whoever this girl is, she's getting a good kick in the ass for this," the hanyou mumbled furiously as he followed the scent carefully through the lot. He picked up a strong whiff of it in one of the spaces. The smell of the pocket-watch was still connected with it. 'She must've driven off...' he calculated in his mind. 'Down... that way.'

 

He pursued the scent along the road, running with the speed only a half-demon could possess the whole way. He stopped at the end of the road and pointed his nose upward, trying to pick it back up. He found it and made a left down Wine Street.

 

His shoulder didn't hurt as much as it had these past few hours, so he picked up the pace even more, unafraid of his injury.

 

The scent of both the watch and the girl was getting increasingly stronger. Inuyasha followed his nose all the way down the Street. He concentrated hard when he neared the end of it. 'Where did you get to...'

 

He was at a fork now. The freshness of the scent was disappearing.

 

He growled in frustration. Inhaling deeply through his nose, he tried once again to pick up that cold, metallic scent of the watch and the flowery odor of the girl. After several minutes of frantic sniffing, he found it floating weakly down the middle of the fork.

 

He bolted in that direction, rage running through his veins as he ran. 'How dare this wench have the nerve to take what's not hers!' he wondered angrily. He was going to take the watch back whether this girl witnessed him do it or not.

 

He would probably teach her a lesson anyway, and his rational side had been warning him to do no such thing. But he was too far gone now. She would have to pay.

 

This street seemed to stretch on farther than the others, and he was losing his patience. He had no clue what time it could've been, but it was dark enough out there to be midnight for all he knew. He didn't really care. All he wanted was his pocket-watch back, and he could go back home to his normal life. Or, however normal his life had been when he'd left it.

 

The scent was stronger than ever now as it hung thick in the air, flowing onwards down the road. Nobody was around, and he thanked his lucky stars. Not only was he still shirtless, but his face had been on 'Missing' flyers posted all around the city for three years now. But now, as he thought about it, he realized that even if someone did happen to see him flash by, he would be moving too fast for them to even catch a glimpse of his distinct features.

 

Inuyasha came to a steady, slowing jog as he neared the location of the smells. He stopped as he reached the end of the street. There were two ways left now. But the scent was straight ahead.

 

A concrete wall ran beside the sidewalk in front of him as he stood in the middle of the street. A few feet away there was a break in the wall; hundreds of steps leading up a hill and through a red Shrine Gate of some kind. Up those steps was his target.

 

He raced over to them, leaping six at a time until he reached the top. The ground was flat, and most of it was concrete like the wall. Multiple sheds and small temples surrounded him as Inuyasha walked on, strangely mesmerized by his surroundings. It was definitely a Shrine of some kind.

 

A very tall tree stood over to his left, towering over him. It was enclosed in a miniature fence, and a small white sign was erected next to it.

 

He stopped to look at it. "Goshinboku Tree," the hanyou read aloud. Suddenly something caught his eye. A flicker of light over to his right. He turned quickly, and found himself looking at a house a few yards away, consumed in the shadow of the evergreen trees beside it. One of it's upper windows glowed faintly.

 

'Ah-hah...' Inuyasha thought wickedly. He'd found her.

 

Suddenly wild with relief, he leaped over toward the small house, having no trouble with being quiet. He reached the slide-open back door and slid a long, sharp claw in between the door and the edge of the wall, moving his hand downward until he heard the click of the lock unlocking. Silently, he pulled the door over to the left, sliding it open slowly.

 

Once it was open enough for him to fit in he slipped inside the house, sliding it closed behind him. He found himself in darkness of the kitchen. His aching stomach begged him to go over and raid the fridge, but he squished the urge quickly. 'Not now.'

 

He tiptoed forward to the hallway, finding the stairs. He climbed them one step at a time. The watch was close-by. But there was a familiar scent lurking about that he couldn't quite identify...

 

The golden shimmer of the light in the window lay like a sheet on the floor when he reached the top. It drifted from a room to his left. The door was slightly opened, and he sauntered over to it and pushed it open, stepping inside.

 

It was no longer quiet. The sound of steady breathing reached his ears, and he looked over at the source of the noise.

 

It was the girl...Fast asleep.

 

The hanyou gave her an evil stare before he went about searching her room. The pocket-watch was somewhere in this room… the smell surrounded him.

He opened all of her drawers, pulling out their contents. He went through her bookcase next, finding nothing but various novels. He kneeled and peered underneath her bed, reaching underneath and searching blindly for the watch.

 

His fingers touched something cold and hard, and he pulled it out, his heart beating wildly. He swore softly when he saw that it was just one of those round pressed powder compacts.

 

Whoever this girl was, she was quite messy. Even before he'd silently torn her bedroom apart, it had really been a state; papers and books scattered along the floor... clothes and socks splayed all over her dresser and hanging over her chair. "What a slob..." Inuyasha marveled. He sat on his ankles and sniffed the air again. His face leaned in toward the bad, almost touching the girl's back. The hanyou's eyes widened. She had it... right there with her.

 

'Great... Just great!'

 

Inuyasha sighed exasperatedly, knowing what he must do. He stood and leaned over her, taking a moment to look at her face, which was half-hidden by a curtain of raven black hair. She was as pale as a sheet of paper, and her light skin contrasted brightly against the only visible fan of eyelashes from the hanyou's point of view. Under any other circumstances, he would of thought her a beautiful young woman, but right now he just glared at her, his lip curling. How he wanted to wring that neck of hers...

 

He pushed the menacing thought away as he leaned over her even further, glancing at her frequently to make sure she was still asleep as his hand slipped underneath the feather blanket. His eyes rested on her closed ones as his fingers ran along her leg, pressing against her pant pocket for anything round. When he didn't find anything there he slid his hand upward, running along her clothed stomach until he reached the top of her purple jacket. He traced her breast pocket, finding nothing.

 

He went lower, pressing and searching. He reached her side pockets, and his heart did a cartwheel when he felt the familiar contour of his father's pocket watch. He reached into her pocket urgently, but the material of the lining of her jacket blocked him from the wanted item. He growled impatiently and slipped his hand on the inside of her jacket roughly, earning a tired grumble from the girl he leaned over.

 

He went rigid, freezing in place. His topaz eyes drifted slowly to her own, and to his shock, they were fluttering open, revealing a warm, chocolate brown.

 

He couldn't move.

 

Slowly, her lids stopped fluttering, and she met his gaze with a look so innocent that Inuyasha felt a sudden pang of guilt for all the unpleasant thoughts he'd had about her.

 

But he forgot all about that when he was abruptly kicked off the bed, landing on the floor painfully. In an instant he was back on his feet, marching over to Kagome, who was now scrambling out of her bed. She opened her mouth to scream as she stood, but before she could even take a deep breath, his hand was clamped over her lips with an iron grip. His other arm wound around her waist and turned her around so that her back was pressed tightly against his stomach.

 

"Okay, wench, listen here," Inuyasha whispered into her ear, praying to the gods that whoever else occupied the house hadn't heard the BANG of his bottom hitting the floor.

 

The girl in his grasp stomped her foot as hard as she could on top of his. His grip loosened on her as his foot writhed. "Fuck!" he hissed and immediately tightened his arm around her struggling form and clamped his hand harder against her mouth.

 

Kagome was terrified. What the heck was happening? Was this a dream?

 

Her dizzy mind swirled from the abrupt wake-up call... she was so tired, and all this sudden adrenaline rushing through her blood was making her stomach turn. She was trembling slightly; her body felt cold and her bones were turning into marshmallows. Her eyes darted quickly around her room, and she noticed how utterly destroyed her room now appeared. Her eyes narrowed in fury. 'Who does this guy think he is to go through my things!' she thought, furious. She tried to bite the man's hand but he was holding her mouth shut too tightly.

 

"Now... as I was saying," Inuyasha began again, panting lightly from all the work he was doing to keep the struggling girl still and quiet. "Just hand it over, and I'll be outta your life before you can say sayonara."

 

Now Kagome was really confused. 'What on earth is he talking about?!'

 

The hanyou elaborated. "I can't get it myself, or you'll scream and run away, ya follow?" He mentally cringed at the mere thought of what her head-splitting screaming would do to his sensitive ears.

 

The girl's eyes widened in deeper confusion. 'Okay... think, Kagome, think!' She tried and tried to come up with a way that she could scream and call out for help or get away, but came up with nothing. She was trapped until this lunatic got whatever he wanted.

 

Inuyasha squeezed her even tighter, making it exceptionally difficult for the girl to breathe. "I haven't got all night, little girl..." he whispered menacingly. Kagome shook her head rapidly, trying to gasp for air. He loosened his grip, but he had a questioning look on his face now, even though she couldn't see it. She shook her head faster, trying to tell him that she had no clue what he asking her for. He got the message, but laughed quietly instead. "There's no way I'm letting you talk, you'll just scream for help!"

 

Kagome squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the tears of frustration, but continued to shake her head.

 

Inuyasha's patience was slipping away. Why didn't she just reach into her jacket and give it to him?!

 

"Will you stop wasting my time and just hand the god damn watch over?!" he whispered angrily.

 

Kagome's eyes went as wide as saucers. She stopped shaking her head, and her body stiffened. Had she forgotten to bring that golden pocket watch up to the desk back at the Hospital like she'd planned to?

 

"Oops..."

 

The hanyou felt the muffled vibration of her voice against his palm. 'What did she say?'

 

Suddenly the girl was very, very angry. "Ibz dat it?!

 

He heard that.

 

"What the hell do you mean?! YES that's it now shut up and hand it over!"

 

Kagome raised her hand and shoved it into the inside pocket of her jacket, muttering something about 'crazy crack pots'.

 

Her fingers wrapped around the watch, and she instantly regretted ever picking it up. If she'd just left the thing there, then she wouldn't be in this situation like she was.

 

She let the chain swing as she pulled it out, and a sudden idea popped into her mind. She straightened her arm forward, and just as Inuyasha realized what she was doing, she dropped it.

 

Inuyasha stared at the watch, his mouth gaping open like a fish. "You -little -bitch!"

 

He felt the girl smile cockily beneath his fingers, and he gave the top of her head the death stare. 'How DARE she! How am I going to get it now?!'

 

He clenched his jaw, and it took all of his willpower not to just release her, grab the watch and get out through the window behind him. He needed to think about this carefully. She had some kind of motive behind dropping his watch...

 

"Drag it back with your foot, wench..." he whispered urgently, countering whatever her intentions were. He waited for her to either act or try to speak. "NOW," he hissed threateningly. "The sooner you do, the sooner I'll be gone and out of your room, out of your life. Now drag it back over."

 

Kagome pondered this for a moment. She'd figured that if she dropped it, he'd release her to grab it and she'd have a chance to scream for her mom or Grandpa. She couldn't take much more of this. Perhaps it was a good idea to listen to the creep...

 

Her impatient side got the best of her and she obeyed his command, stretching her leg out until her foot covered the small golden item. She dragged it back slowly and carefully, until it was back within reaching distance.

 

"Now... let's bend over, shall we?" the hanyou ground out.

 

Kagome sighed, not wanting to do such a thing, but she was willing enough if he would leave afterwards. So she complied silently when he started bending forward. She followed his movement, tipping her torso forward. He crouched suddenly, almost knocking her to ground. She was practically attached to him, so she abruptly crouched too, letting a muffled yelp of surprise escape her lips. She turned her eyes heavenward, and she had a strong urge to jump up and hit his chin with the top of her head. But she stifled it and concentrated instead on steadying herself on her ankles.

 

Inuyasha easily shifted himself into a kneeling position. She was low enough now to reach it. "Grab it and hand it over."

 

She reached out with a stiff arm and curled her fingers around the thin chain, before picking it up and bringing it upward to the hand clamped over her mouth. He carefully took it, and he felt a blissful security wash over him as he did. He stared at it, and for a wild moment he wanted to kiss it. But he brought himself back to his current situation.

 

This girl...

 

She was very still now. He knew she was waiting for him to release her and leave.

 

He felt a sinking feeling in his stomach when he realized that he had no clue what to do with her. Would she report this to the police? Would she be able to identify him?

 

'Feh, of course she will!' he thought, the answer becoming obvious. Was he willing to go back home and be plagued by the worry that the search for Inuyasha Takema could be back on?

 

He shut his eyes, trying to think of what he was supposed to do about this.

 

Kagome frowned and tried to turn her head to look back at him. He was too silent. What was he waiting for? 'Just get lost already!'

 

'There's no way in hell she won't tell anyone about this,' Inuyasha began weighing his options. 'I could kill her...'

 

He mentally shook his head, knowing that would only cause even more problems for him. But he couldn't leave her here, not with all the risks it posed. She would run screaming to her daddy the second that he was gone and they'd all call the cops. She would be able to identify him.

 

He'd be searched for once again, after all these years of silence, and he'd be living in fear of being found again. He didn't have enough money to buy a plane ticket. He'd be stuck here, and he'd be found in no time. He just couldn't have that happen. He wouldn't.

 

The girl in his arms wiggled a little bit, trying to tell him that it was time for him to go. "Wot er yoo doing? Will yoo dust leabv?!"

 

Inuyasha opened his eyes and peered down at the girl. It was decided.

 

In the blink of an eye his hand had shot up in the air and grabbed the lamp by her table. She didn't even have time to move before his arm crashed back down, the lamp shattering against her skull. She gasped in pain, before she felt her body go limp, and everything was dark.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A/N: Dun dun dun...