InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Into the Depths of Night ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

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Hey guys! Okay since I got all really good reviews back for the prologue of this story I have made the decision to go ahead and continue the fanfic! Thank you for all of you who took the time to review and tell me what you thought. I am soo happy that you liked it. This chapter is a long chapter and moves sort of slow but it gives a lot of information, intended and hidden info lol in the this chapter you might be able to find out who this young man really is…hmm is it our infamous hanyou or is it his cold hearted brother? Hehe you will have to guess! Though I do give hints as to who it is. I would like to say that since this is my fanfic I have very much tweaked all of the characters. Just so you know that when, or if we have already met Inuyasha, he will NOT I repeat will NOT be a hanyou, yes I know *tear but it fits a lot better into my story if he is just a full demon. All of their personalities will be altered and twisted too so the characters are all different in many ways …so if you don't like those sort of fanfictions then I warn you now not to read it…another warning is that if you don't like the gore and dark themes of stories, then this is not the story for you. It took me a over a week to write, edit and re-edit this chapter to my liking. Its not that dark...its just slow because it starts setting up the rest of the story…I'm still not sure if I fully like it, so give me your feed back! But enough rambling here it is!!!

 

 

 

Into the Depths of Night

 

Chapter One

 

 

He rolled his eyes as he set the unconscious woman down gently. He gazed at her for a few moments before shifting his gaze towards the night sky. Utter disgust swept over his facial features. “Damn it…” he breathed out dangerously. The storm had long settled in, and it hadn't seemed to want to calm down yet. His golden eyes narrowed as he starred off into the darkness. Rain still fell heavily outside the open glass door from where he stood. He ran his hand through his long silver hair frowning. “This isn't good…” he whispered as he turned towards the young woman again.

 

He walked across the dark room towards the bathroom trying to ignore her for the moment. He flipped the light on as he inspected himself in the mirror. All the small cuts that covered his face were no where to been seen. It looked as if he had never been even scratched. A small smirk inched over his features as he lifted his stained shirt off, looking for any scars or scratches that tainted his flawless tanned skin. Nothing could be seen. A flash of lightning and a boom of thunder erupted through the house. He didn't need to turn around to know that the young woman was standing at the bathroom door.

 

“Where…where did you take me?” she asked softly, trying to hide her fear but failing.

 

“Somewhere safe…” he replied.

 

“Safe? Safe? I am not safe with you! You killed, you MURDERED that man!” she screamed. The young man stood watching her emotionless. His golden eyes starred intently on her. She shivered as she waited for him to respond. “I should call the police!” she suddenly said turning around running towards her jacket that lay discarded on the chair she woke up in. Before she could reach it, she was pinned almost painfully against the wall.

 

“Not even the police could help you anymore…” he said in a deep voice, which almost sounded like a growl. She gasped as she felt his hands tighten slightly around her shoulders and bit her lip to hold back tears.

 

“Why…” was the only thing that she could manage to say. He didn't respond to her question as he let her go roughly. She fell to her knees with a soft thug and wrapped her arms around herself, trying to shield herself from him in any way possible. She didn't dare look up into his golden eyes again. She can sense a powerful aura around him. Another flash of lightning lit up the room quickly. The young man's golden eyes flashed red for a split second. “Are…are you going to kill me too?” she whispered in a small voice. He blinked a few times and was silent for many moments before her words sunk in.

 

“I don't kill humans…” he growled as he stormed off towards the glass door and walked outside slamming the door behind him. He shut the door with such force that the glass shattered and sprayed across the room. A rush of cold rain and wind swept through the room. The young woman looked out through the broken glass door with tears falling from her warm chestnut eyes as she watched the strange young man jump off the top of the balcony. She held back a scream as she watched in horror as he jumped.

 

“Are you crazy!” she yelled running outside on the balcony. She leaned over the edge, pushing her wet hair out of her face to get a better look. She heard a thud behind her and quickly turned around to come face to face with the man she just saw jump.

 

“Who are you calling crazy? I wasn't the one walking around at midnight alone, in the middle of a storm,” he growled out.

 

“And I'm not the one who killed that man and kidnapped someone!” she said back, not sure where she got the sudden rush of courage from.

 

His eyes narrowed slightly. “I did not kidnap you. I saved you…” he said slowly. He clenched his jaw, she was trying his patience.

 

“Saved me?! You are a murderer!” she said standing her ground. She took a quick step towards the railing of the balcony when he stepped closer to her, something changed in his stance. He became tense and a wave of dangerous static aura surrounded him. She leaned against the railing, trying to back away from him. The courage that had suddenly appeared in her, disappeared quicker than it had came.

 

“Do you have any idea who else was in that car?” he asked in a deep threatening voice. His eyes challenging her to answer his question.

 

“No…” she said very softly.

 

“And do you have any idea what they would have done to you?” he asked in the same voice.

 

“N-no…” she said even softer.

 

“Exactly…” he said getting annoyed. “You don't know, and you don't want to know…” he said turning away.

 

“How do I know that you aren't the same?” she asked barely loud enough. She was surprised that he even turned around to look at her. She gasped softly as she looked into his eyes. Something in them had changed. They called out to her, a silent promise.

 

“You will just have to trust me,” he said as he turned back around. “Besides, if I wanted to hurt you, I would have already. Now get into the house before you freeze to death.” He waited at the door for her to follow him. She hadn't even realized that she was shaking from the cold of the night and rain combined. She slowly walked back into the house. `What was that in his eyes, but did I just willingly believe every word he just said. He just killed someone…and yet I don't feel like it was wrong…' she thought to herself grimly. `If he hadn't stopped him when he did…wait…' she suddenly realized something.

 

`You can't keep her out of this you know…' came the voice in his head.

 

`Yes I can…' he responded.

 

`You and I both know that we can't. The moment they saw you take her, she was already involved. You know that they will be after her now,' the voice countered. `Besides, the lead we had tonight was about them going after a human…'

 

`No…' he growled. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard her small voice break through the silence between them.

 

“What was he…?” she questioned slowly with a shaky voice. He almost flinched when he sensed the intense fear that was starting to radiate off her.

 

“Nothing that you need to worry about right now…” he said gruffly. `You just don't want to tell her you are one too…' the voice said mockingly.

 

`She already knows…' he thought darkly.

 

“But…but you're one aren't you?” she asked avoiding his gaze. She felt as if she had been thrown into a nightmare. `No…this is real…' she told herself as she started to feel tears come to her eyes. They silently fell as he stood not moving, not talking. “I won't be able to go home will I?” she asked realizing it for the first time. Something inside her told her that it was true. She knew that deep down she really was in some sort of danger. `I've been thrown into the darkness…' she thought as she cried silently.

 

“No…” he said not trying to break it to her easily.

 

“Where will I go?” she asked. He growled losing his patience with her.

 

“Enough questions human…” he said walking away and opening the bedroom door.

 

“I have a name…” she said softly. He stopped at the door way. “It's Kagome…” she said softly again. His eyes grew suddenly but then returned to their normal emotionless glaze. He didn't say anything as he walked out of the room closing the door behind him.

 

`Come on Kagome…be strong…you can get through this…' she told herself as she tried to force herself to stop crying. But, her body didn't respond to what she told herself. She took a good look around the room and shivered feeling the cold from the broken door. She slowly walked over to the bed and sank slowly to the floor on the opposite side, shielding herself from the wind. She grabbed the huge comforter from the bed and entangled herself in it. She hugged her legs to her chest and hung her head on her knees. Tears fell from her eyes as she gradually fell into an exhausted sleep. She fell into the darkness again.

 

 

xXxxXx

 

 

He cursed under his breath as he sat in the dark living room. He had forgotten about the broken door and he left her in the room. He pounded a tight fist forcefully against the door as he opened it. `Damn it…she is just another thing that I have to keep my eye on…' he told himself. He walked swiftly towards the stair case.

 

`You don't have to keep an eye on her, she seems very capable of taking care of herself…' He started to walk up the dark coated wooden stairs.

 

`Yes, that is why she didn't leave that room so she could stay warm, that is why she almost let him…' He stopped at the top of the stairs.

 

`She was scared and frightened, I am sure that she never had been in that kind of situation before…' He growled and started to walk again towards the room he left her in.

 

`Yeah will it wont be the first time she will be in that kind of situation…I will have to watch over he like a little child…' He opened the door. `And why do you keep defending her? You have never shown interest in a human before…' He stopped his thoughts as he almost started to panic as he didn't see her. But, he calmed in a second as his senses told him she was indeed in the room. His cold golden eyes scanned the room looking for her.

 

His eyes narrowed as he saw a small bundle on the floor next to the bed. `See…just as I told you…like a child…' he sneered at the voice. It did not respond. He walked over to Kagome and gently lifted her into his arms. He looked down at her with a frown. She had fallen asleep in the freezing cold room. He could feel her feverish body that had already started to break down because of the cold. “Fuck…” he whispered as he carried her out of the room.

 

`It's your fault too you know…' the voice chimed in.

 

“Shut the hell up,” he growled out loud. The voice just laughed. He went to the room across the hall and set her down on the bed. Her eyes fluttered open as warmth started to wrap around her. She faintly saw the golden glow of his eyes before she fell back into the darkness again.

 

 

xXxxXx

 

 

She sat in the middle of a dark room. She was curled up, trying to take up less space as possible. She shielded her eyes from playing tricks on her in the darkness. It was silent. Not even the tiniest noise could be heard. She only heard her slow heart beat and her thoughts. `This isn't new…' she thought.

 

`Oh hun, why do you do this to yourself?'

 

`I don't…' she answered softly.

 

`You do…you always have…' the small voice told her.

 

`Then you know why I do this…' she said to the voice sharply. She hugged herself tighter. “This is the only place to escape from everything…” she whispered into the darkness.

 

`But, you can't keep hiding from this in here…' the voice soothed. Pain in her chest tightened and her breaths became more shallow and frequent.

 

“I can if I try….” She whispered again.

 

`Stop this,' the voice said almost sternly.

 

“What do you think he is?” she asked changing the subject. The voice sighed.

 

`Think about it…' the voice said.

 

“A demon?” she asked after a few moments of silent. She lifted her head in the darkness and opened her eyes. Her eyes had a silver glow to them in the darkness.

 

`That could be a word for them…' the voice said almost humorously, but the voice sighed sadly afterwards. `Kagome…what happen tonight…we can't change what we saw. We both know that our life has changed dramatically in just a short time. But, you have the courage to get through this. You should stop acting like this before you destroy us. This is not the kind of place or time to lose yourself…'

 

Kagome took in the voices words, studying them carefully. “Perhaps we will give this a try…but there is something off with all of this…”

 

`I feel it too…we will just be…careful…there is a lot about this that we don't know yet…just be on your guard…' the voice said as it faded away. Kagome closed her eyes tight and slowly felt herself coming back into the warmth that she felt before.

 

She jumped up as she woke up and frantically looked around, not recognizing anything in the room. “What hell was that?!” a voice growled next to her.

 

“I…well…what?” she stuttered as she turned towards him.

 

“You know exactly what the fuck I am talking about wench! You weren't just sleeping…you locked yourself away in your mind!” he yelled. Her eyes grew in shock.

 

“How did you know that…” she questioned taken back, letting the being called a bitch slide.

 

“Not many people can do that…let alone humans….where did you learn that?” he demanded. He stood leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes watched her carefully, his nose trying to pick up any sense of her about to lie to him. He knew once he laid her down and studied her that it wasn't a fever that over took her body at all.

 

“I will not tell you that…” she said strongly. He growled as he pushed himself off from the wall. Another flash of lighting illuminated the room. She thought for another split second that his eyes had flashed red. “You are a demon aren't you?” she asked softly. `Be careful…' her thoughts softly pronounced to her. She watched as he tensed and froze looking at her.

 

“And how can you assume that?” he asked in a low growl.

 

“I have my resources…” she said again softly. They both starred at each other for an instant. Then without a word, he left the room slamming the door shut. She winced inwardly as the door slammed shut. `No more tears…' she told herself repeatedly.

 

She left out a long sigh that she hadn't realized she had held her breath. She sank back down into the bed. She felt the soft downiness of the goose feathered comforter. And the silk and goose feather pillows she sank her head into were just as soft and warm as the rest of the bed. Her gaze then fell onto the ceiling that was painted a fainted gold color. She sat up and inspected the room fully. Her breath was almost taken away at the style and décor of the room itself. The darkness of the night did it no justice. The four post, king size bed that sat in the center of the room seemed to be hand carved out of cherry wood. The dressers and cabinet in the room were designed the same matching style. Silk curtains hung from the window and door that lead out towards another balcony. They ran all the way down the wall and to the polished dark wood flooring. In the center of the ceiling hung an old western style chandelier, it was then she realized that the ceiling stood at least over 15 feet high. The room simply took her breath away. She crawled over to the front of the bed and gazed down at the floor. At the feet of the bed laid a huge white fur rug. It looked so warm and inviting that she slowly crept off the bed and onto the rug.

 

Her hands melted into the warmth and pure softness of the fur. “What kind of fur is it…” she whispered. She slowly started to lay down on the fur rug. She closed her eyes as her body was instantly warmed and soothed by the large rug. The fur seemed to react to her touch and her body. She could oddly feel it gently shift underneath her. It was as if the fur itself was alive. She breathed in its scent. The scent of must and spring breeze surrounded her body and calmed her fried nerves. As she was lying in the fur rug, she came to realize that it wasn't a rug at all, it was nothing but fur. The fur seemed to breathe and thrive as if it really was living. Yet, she couldn't get her body to move away from it, it seemed to engulf her soul. She gentle breathed into it and slowly felt herself really reach into sleep without locking her mind away. She truly felt safe with the fur surrounding her, but she had no clue why.

 

 

xXxxXx

 

 

He froze suddenly at the sight before him as he walked back into the room the next morning. Something inside him burned as he watched her lay ontop of his Mokomokosama that he always kept at the edge of the bed in this particular room. He was very surprised to see it reacting to her in such a way. He stood watching her sleep from the door way. He noticed how his Mokomokosama seemed to wrap itself around her, as if protecting her. `Seems it has taken a liking to her…' the voice chimed. He just growled in annoyance.

 

`She shouldn't be anywhere near it…' he growled back at the voice.

 

The voice laughed inside of his mind. `Then you should have thought better about putting her in this room.' The young man did not say anything at the comment, he knew it was right. He knew full well what room he was putting her in, yet he couldn't stop himself. He knew somehow that she would have only felt safest in one room in the whole house, no matter how much to disliked the idea. But, he thought about how all night, and he still couldn't put his claw on it. `I still don't understand how I knew though…I know I can sense their feelings in their scent and aura but how did I know this…' he thought to himself, half expecting an answer from the voice. `So now you choose to be quiet,' he said with another annoyed growl.

 

(A/N: so I don't ever do one of these in the middle of a chapter but I just want to clarify something. In this fanfic, I am also changing the meaning of the Mokomokosama a little…yes it is still in fact the tail, and yes it can be removed, that hasn't changed, but it has many different forms in my fanfiction, as you see here it takes on the appearance as a fur rug then changes. It sort of has a life of its own, yet its not actually living in the fact of the word, just thought I should explain that before some people get mad at me lol)

 

He could feel himself grow weaker and weaker with each passing second. The past few weeks without sleep and rest have been starting getting to him, warring him down slowly. But, he needed to talk to her. Explain to her what the rules were, that she can not under any circumstances break them.

 

He walked up to her and gently ran a clawed hand through his Mokomokosama. It shifted and started to slightly grow under his touch. He held back a smile at the warm sensation that ran through his body at the touch of his own fur. It had been a long time since the last he touched this dear part of his being. He stood up as he watched the fur unwrap itself around the small woman. As the fur unwound itself from around her, it started to tingle her soft creamy skin attempting to wake her up. Her brown eyes fluttered open and closed again trying to fall back asleep, but failed. She let out a soft groan as she started to stretch into the fur more and finally open her eyes fully. He held his breath slightly, he could faintly feel her body pressed up against his fur. He shoved the thoughts and feelings aside as he watched her sit up.

 

“Good morning,” he said in a cold voice. She seemed startled at first but quickly recovered as she looked over at him.

 

“Good morning,” she said in a very quiet voice. “What is…” she started to ask as she ran her fingers through the soft fur more, but he interrupted her before she could finish.

 

“That is my Mokomokosama,” he stated. He watched her mouth form an `o' shape, but he knew that she had no idea what that even was. He made to attempt to explain himself. “I am need of rest, and there are some…rules…you will need to obey,” he said quickly.

 

“Rules…?” she asked confused.

 

“You can not leave this house, no matter what,” she nodded her head agreeing with him. He seemed surprised that she wasn't trying to fight back or object, “you must not answer the house door no matter what either. There are servants will take care of that. Do not let anyone besides my servants see you or talk to you…besides that you are free to roam my house,” he said all in a monotone voice. She just simply shook her head.

 

“Will…they…come looking for me here?” she couldn't help but ask. He gazed at her for a few moments trying to decide whether or not to tell her.

 

 

“They will not think about entering my house…no…but that is one of the reasons as to why you may not leave this house, understood?” he asked eyeing her. He tried to sense anything in her scent that would give away that she would defy him or go against his wishes. He was happy to sense nothing but slight fear. “You may not awake me during the day. The daylight is when we rest…do not disturb me,” he said to her as he started to walk towards the door. “This will be your room,” he stated as he walked out of her room closing the door gently this time.

 

His eyes narrowed again as he walked down the hall towards the west wing of his house. `Why did I just give her that room?' he asked himself.

 

`Because you could sense that she was scared, and you know that our Mokomokosama will help ease that. So that she won't have any fear sleeping here…' the voice replied. The voice only got a threatening growl in return. He opened the door to his personal wing and slammed it shut.

 

 

xXxxXx

 

 

 

Kagome sighed again as she watched him leave. She realized for the first time that she didn't even know his name. `Hell, I barely know anything anymore…' she thought to herself. She looked down at the fur beneath her and was shocked to see that it had transformed back into the form of what appeared to be a normal fur rug again. She starred at it in wonder. “Well Mokomokosama, thank you,” she whispered to the fur. She stood up and stretched more. She smiled as she flung open the huge curtains and let the sun light pour into the room. She had been right, that the darkness didn't give the room justice, but she could help but feel that she liked the room better in the darkness. It gave the room a different aura to the room, than the light provided.

 

She turned around and starred down at her cloths. She hadn't noticed before that she was completely covered in blood. Her school uniform was seemed to be dyed red in most spots and was ripped and torn in more than one place. She bit her lip hating the way she looked and felt at the moment. She examined the room more and noticed two doors that were next to the bed. She slowly walked over to the first door and slowly opening it. Almost afraid that something might pop out at her. To her relief, the door lead to a magnificent bathroom made of pure white marble. She gapped in awe at the sight before her. She flipped on the switch and gazed in wonder at the room. The sink was carved in the same fashion as the furniture in the bed room.

 

“Miss?” came a voice from behind her. Kagome screamed and jumped, and slammed the door quickly. Kagome stood behind the door her heart racing inside her chest. The next thing she knew, the bathroom door banged open and she saw the young man looking angrily at her. She screamed again our of surprise and took many steps back away from the door.

 

“What the hell?” he asked.

 

“How…how did you…” she asked breathlessly. He took a deep breath and saw the maid standing frightened behind him and realized what happen.

 

“God Damn it,” he cursed slamming the door loudly. Her heart was racing even faster as she tried to make sense of what just happen. There was a soft knock on the door and she slowly opened it. She starred shyly out from behind the door to see a maid standing where the young man had just been.

 

“Miss, I didn't mean to frighten you, nor did I mean to alarm the young master…” she said giving her a slight curtsy. Kagome starred blankly at the maid and stood motionless. The old maid shifted nervously. “I uh, have brought you cloths that the young master ordered us to get for you,” she said offering a bundle of cloths out to her.

 

Kagome quickly snapped out of her state and smiled kindly at the old maid. “Thank you, and I am sorry for how I reacted. You just snuck up on me and I didn't know you were there. I have this thing about people coming up from behind me…” she explained nervously.

 

“Do not worry about it Miss. I will leave you to your changing. If you ever need anything don't bother to ask. I am Kaede. I will most likely be in the kitchens if you wish to find me,” the old woman gave Kagome a small smile and walked away.

 

 

 

 

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