InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Into the Night ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

“InuYasha, we’ve found Kagome. Meet us at Sesshomaru’s house.”

“I knew that fucker had something to do with this!” InuYasha growled. “Don’t move. I’ll be right there.”

“Sango…” Kagome whined. She really didn’t want to talk to InuYasha right now. It occurred to her that beginning her drinking career with three beers on an empty stomach might not have been a very good idea. She was starting to feel kind of woozy.

“InuYasha might be a giant ass, but he’s been worried sick about you.” Sango flipped open her phone again.

“Call Sesshy for me.” Kagome begged.

“Sesshomaru knows where you are. Your mother doesn’t. You want me to give you the phone so you can tell her what you’ve been up to?”

Kagome shuddered. “Just tell her I’m all right.”

Sango hit speed dial. After a short conversation, she flipped the phone shut. “Your mom said to tell you she was making miso soup.”

Kagome’s stomach lurched at the thought of salty, fishy broth laced with kelp, sardines, and died tuna. Why couldn’t her mother learn to make chicken soup, like all the other kids’ mothers?

InuYasha covered the distance between the shrine grounds and the overseer’s cottage in less time than it would have taken to drive, coming to a stop poised on the balls of his feet and the splayed fingers of one hand. “Ka-Go-Meee!”

Kagome turned pale, then blushed. Suddenly, InuYasha was in front of her, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her against his chest. “Kagome.” His nose twitched. His Kagome smelled… different.

“Hey little sister, what have you done?
Hey little sister, who’s the only one?”

He buried his nose in her hair, nuzzling the nape of her neck. “You smell… like my brother.” And it wasn’t just because she had washed her hair with Pantene and her body with Ivory Soap.

“Hey little sister, who’s your superman?
Hey little sister, who’s the one you want?
Hey little sister shotgun!”

“You… Little… Bitch!” He pushed her away from him, and she stumbled, falling on her tailbone.

Sango stepped forward. “InuYasha!”

“It’s a nice day for a white wedding…
It’s a nice day to start again…”

InuYasha raised his hand, daring her to come after him. Suddenly, the claws his human friends were so used to seemed very threatening, but Sango did not back down.

“Hey little sister, who is it you’re with?
Hey little sister what’s your vice and wish?”

“You have no right, InuYasha!”

The whites of his eyes were tinged with blood. “She was supposed to be MINE!”

“You’ve been fucking Kikyo. Did you think Kagome wouldn’t find out, when the bitch rubbed her nose in it every chance she got?”

“Hey little sister, what have you done?
Hey little sister, who’s the only one?
I’ve been away for so long…
I’ve been away for so long…
I’ve been away for so long…
I’ve let you go for so long…”

“Kikyo.” InuYasha’s voice sounded strange. His fangs, which usually gave the hanyou a cute and somewhat roguish air, appeared suddenly bigger. Sango realized that they actually were bigger, hindering his speech and making it sound menacing. He turned on the balls of his feet and disappeared into the grove of locust trees which shaded the little house.

“There’s nothing fair in this world.
There’s nothing safe in this world.
There’s nothing sure in this world.
There’s nothing pure in this world.
There’s nothing left in this world…”

Miroku helped Kagome to her feet, holding her in the curve of his arm until she was safely seated on the porch swing. For once, he didn’t try to cop a feel. Sango sat beside her. Kagome’s cheeks appeared flushed. Sango felt her forehead with the back of her hand. “We’re getting you back to your mother’s, now.”

“It’s a nice day for a white wedding.
It’s a nice day to start again…
It’s a nice day to start again…
It’s a nice day to start again!”

“I’m staying right here, until Sesshomaru gets back.”

“Kagome, you’ve been sheltered by your mother and the Inu Taisho for your entire life. You don’t understand what men are like.”

Miroku grumbled in protest at his girlfriend’s sweeping assessment of manhood.

“Just shut up, Miroku. You’re as bad as InuYasha and Sessomaru. How many girls have you promised things you didn’t mean just to get in their pants?”

Miroku blushed, and shut up.

“You are wrong, Sango.” Kagome spoke confidently. “Sesshomaru made ME promise HIM forever, before he would even touch me.”

Miroku tried reason. “I’m sure Sesshomaru cares about you. Something must have held him up. But he wouldn’t want you to go without food, Kagome. Write him a note, and we’ll all go to your house so you can eat.”

Kagome’s complexion went from flushed to green in ten seconds flat. “Come on guys, miso soup?”

Sango agreed. “I believe that is against the Geneva Convention, which forbids cruel and unusual punishment.” She pulled out her phone, found Sesshomaru’s number, and pressed the green key. They could all hear the snotty voice of the cellular service recording. “The wireless subscriber you are attempting to call is not available.” She glared at the phone. “Stupid bitch.”

Next she called the shrine. “Mrs. Higurashi, it’s Sango. Kagome and InuYasha had a little disagreement, so I invited her over to my house for some girl talk. No, no, ma’am, there won’t be any boys, just me and Kagome. All right, I’ll let her know. ‘Bye, now.”

“I’m supposed to let you know you better come to your senses and start realizing how lucky you are to have a fiancé like InuYasha.”

“I told her about Kikyo. She believes me, but she says that boys like InuYasha have needs, and that once we are married, he’ll stop running around.”

Miroku looked intrigued. “What an understanding woman.”

Sango thumped him on the back, hard. “Kagome, leave a note for lover boy. We’ll eat at Joe’s.”










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