InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome, Born of Fire ❯ Chapter3 ( Chapter 4 )

Kagome, Born of Fire
By: Demonsaya

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Chapter 3

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It was almost midnight when Inuyasha finally fell asleep in his desk chair. Kagome had fallen asleep long ago, but Inuyasha was having trouble coping with the fact that there was a girl sleeping in HIS bed. He had taken to pacing, but that did nothing to ease his mind.

His eyes were constantly drawn back to the girl on his bed. She was an odd one, that was for sure. She would be yelling at him one moment and then slumping to the floor exhausted the next. Now this? He had to share a room with the twit? He glared at her, but his face unexpectedly softened. Quickly, he shook his head and went back to pacing. He paced for an hour before he finally sat in his chair and tried to stay very still so he would fall asleep.

A few short hours later, Kagome woke, finding it still dark. Across the room, slumped against his desk, sat the one who'd called her, shivering from the cold of the room. She glanced at the blanket on her and stood, walking towards him. Gently, she wrapped the blanket around his shoulders. She needed to find Grandfather Myoga. A sigh escaped her and she walked towards the door to the room, then went to the kitchen. She glanced around, finding herself a little out of place in it.

She didn't speak, walking around the room, reading the manuals of how to use everything in the immense room. Once she was certain she was fairly grounded in the use of the strange things, she went to work, making coffee, breakfast, squeezing some orange juice fresh. She stirred the miso soup and peered down into it, then glanced over at the fish in a skillet.

“What on earth is that heavenly aroma?”

Kagome turned, flashing a bright smile. “Good morning.” She said cheerfully, setting a bowl of rice in front of her summoner's friend. She watched him dig in and then a moment later, Sesshoumaru walked into the kitchen, wearing an sleepy expression.

“Coffee...” He said, walking to the coffee machine, and pouring a cup of the stuff and downing half of it with a gulp. He blinked, looking down into the cup as if wondering how coffee got into the coffee pot when he was quite sure he hadn't put it there. Then, he looked at Kagome, putting two and two together. He grunted in appreciation, then sat down at the bar leaving the only open seat the one in the middle.

Not long after Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha walked in, looked around, and headed right towards her. “What are you doing?” He asked, bleary eyed. It was entirely too early in the morning to be conscious.

“Making breakfast.” She said, setting a bowl of rice in front of Sesshoumaru. She saw Inuyasha get an irate expression on his face and snatched up some chopsticks, grabbed some fish with them and shoved it into his mouth before he could ruin her good mood. “Since I'm well rested and you all were so accommodating yesterday, it's the least I could do.”

Inuyasha chewed the fish, finding that there was a reason women did the cooking, and allowed himself to be pushed towards the middle seat. Inuyasha began picking at a bowl of rice, watching the girl serve the fish and miso soup. When she was done, she sat down across from them, and smiled. “Aren't you gonna eat?” He asked, arching an eyebrow, seeing she didn't bring any food of her own to the table.

Her smile faltered. “No.” She said evenly. “Elementals can't eat human food.” She said evenly.

Sesshoumaru, now that he was well rested and had some coffee down him, looked at the girl, his brow furrowed. “How did you get here?”

Kagome snapped her palm, summoning her home. She set the lighter on the table. “Each of my sisters live in a jewel. My older sister Kagura was housed in a diamond, I in a ruby, Sango in an pearl, and Ayame in a emerald. Your brother was playing with this, and got it to catch flame, which deactivated my homes seal.” She sighed, looking out the window.

Inuyasha winced, glancing away. “Shit, sorry.”
“It's probably for the best.” Kagome said evenly.

“Okay, now that we have the how, I don't know much about elementals. You should explain what you are.” Sesshoumaru said sternly.

The girl rolled her eyes. “I'm an elemental. I can conjure, cast positive and negative magicks. Every few hundred years, I am awoken with my sisters to summon the Shikon no Tama, a mystical jewel that can give someone ultimate power.” She frowned slightly. “Then we return to our homes until we're summoned again.” She bit her lip. 'Naraku has Kagura...he's probably going to try to summon the jewel again. If he gets the others, there's going to be trouble for me.”
Inuyasha saw the troubled expression on the girl's face and glanced towards Miroku. Obviously, his friend noticed as well. “Last night you said...someone has one of your sisters?”

Kagome nodded, frowning. “Yes. I felt her activation not long ago. I sense it is the last person who tried to summon the jewel. A power hungry demon that goes by Naraku.”

All of the men stared at her through wide eyes. “N-NARAKU?!” Inuyasha jumped to his feet, his brow creasing. “What the hell are you talkin about?! He's one of my fucking teachers!”

“He showed up here yesterday around lunch time.” Miroku said quietly.

Kagome covered her mouth. Then, her body temperature rose rapidly in it's defense. “No, no no no. He already knows where I am?! DAMN!” She slammed her hands down on the table top, unwittingly melting the linoleum. All three stared at her hands, wide-eyed, then glanced back up at her. She fixed Inuyasha with a serious stare. “He knows where I am, so he knows who has me. He'll try to come after you and your friends.”

Sesshoumaru frowned deeply. “This is a different era, now, Kagome. Naraku will not attack in the open-”

She whirled on him, her hair shimmering orangy-red for a moment. “Naraku does not care about what era he lives in. If he obtains the jewel, your laws will not stop him. Nothing will. This world will become hell on earth.”

Miroku frowned a bit. “If Naraku is so powerful, how did he fail to find the jewel last time?”

Kagome smiled a bit. “Trickery on my part. I gave him the wrong housing. He tried to summon the jewel when the real person who summoned me took my jewel far away and hid it. Naraku realized too late, and since he failed to find the appropriate housing afterwards, he vanished, and my summoner returned, as per my instructions and hid the other jewels at the corners of the world.” She bit her lip. “I have to find the rest of them before Naraku...he already has Kagura.”

Inuyasha sighed and stood. “Then we'll help you.” He said evenly. Everyone looked at him. He shrugged at her and smiled. “Hell, I was getting bored with school anyways.”

Miroku grinned as well. “So, where did you have your summoner hide the jewels last time?”

“Well...”

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Kouga walked into his father's house and found his parents and grandfather waiting for him. He halted, staring at them, frowning deeply. “What's going on?” He asked, smelling the worry in the room.

“Son...” His father stood, his brow creasing in worry. “I'm afraid we have a terrible burden to place upon your shoulders. On behalf of the wolf tribe.”

The young wold demon walked straight into the room and sat down cross legged on the floor, waiting for the words his father would say.

His grandfather spoke instead. “For five hundred years, our family has had a special treasure. It is part of a collection of four, very rare jewels.” The old man opened his fist, revealing a large ring with an emerald emblazoned on the front. “There is a very old evil hunting for these jewels, and you must protect this one your life.”

Kouga frowned, glancing towards his melancholy father. “Why isn't father taking this responsibility?” He asked evenly. It was an honest question.

“Because you are the most able-bodied wolf demon right now, Kouga. You are strong enough to shoulder the responsibility. Your father begged to take the burden for you, but he is too old. This is a battle for the new generation. I was merely a pup when it was brought to our tribe. If times were not so dangerous now, I would not give this to you.”

The young wolf demon took the ring in his hand and wrapped his fist around it. “I shall guard it with my very life.” He promised solemnly.

“Be careful, child, this evil already has his hands on one of the jewels, and he would do anything to get his hands on the rest.” The old man warned.

“Yeah, yeah, old man.” Kouga grumbled. He stood and walked towards his room. When he was gone, his father looked at the old man. “Shouldn't you have told him how to summon it?”

“He'll figure it out on his own. He can't stay out of contact with earth for long.” The old man smiled sadly, shaking his head.

Kouga fell back on his bed, staring at the ring. There was nothing particularly extraordinary about it, but Kouga HAD made a promise, and it was a promise he would keep. With a grumble, he shoved it into his pocket and rolled over to get some sleep.

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Inuyasha was alone in the house with her. Miroku had gone to talk to old man Myoga, Sesshoumaru had finally gone into work. Inuyasha stood on the balcony, holding one of his brother's cigarettes between two fingers. His mind was elsewhere. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back and blew the smoke and went to take another drag and was startled to find that his cigarette was no longer burning. He frowned and pulled out his lighter, attempting to light it again, but his new bic lighter didn't work.

“That's bad for you.”

Kagome's voice behind him startled him and he dropped the cigarette. With a curse, he bent down, picking it back up. “No shit. But it's relaxing.” He snapped, glaring at her. He began flicking the lighter, trying to spark a flame and blinked when two fingers plucked the cigarette out of his mouth and incinerated it in a flash. His face darkened and he pulled out his pack, getting another one.

“Cigarettes...” She snorted, snatching the pack away with a look of disgust. “Do you know how many chemicals you inhale with each breath? Not to mention the second hand smoke you're making your friends deal with...” She gave him a serious look. “You should quit.”

“I did. My last girlfriend couldn't stand it.” He snorted, snatching the pack back and pulling out one. “She said it made her look bad.” He pulled out a stick and brought out his lighter, trying to light this one.

The girl leaned against the railing. “I can't stop you.” She said with a weary sigh. She snapped her fingers and the lighter flicked to life.

He glared at her, bringing it to the end of his cigarette and took a deep breath. “Keh. I shoulda known it was you fucking around with my lighter.”

She shook her head sadly, walking towards the apartment. “I feel sorry for you, Inuyasha.” She said evenly.

“What, bitch?” He snapped, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

“You can't cope with stress so you smoke. It's like a slow suicide.” She turned away, opening the sliding glass door.

“You don't know a damn thing about me, bitch!” He snarled, walking up behind her.

She turned towards him, making him stop abruptly, startled to find himself a hairs breath away from her. She frowned at him. “You think so? You had that lighter for almost two years and you think I know nothing about you?” She shook her head. “I have been with you nearly constantly, and I can sense emotions. You're a very angry person, Inuyasha, did you know that?”

“Yeah, and I'm getting angrier...” He growled, putting a hand on the frame of the glass door, leaning towards her menacingly. He found he couldn't stop looking at her lips. Slowly, he leaned down, and would have kissed her, but she took a step into the apartment.

“Sorry, but I don't like smoker breath.” She said, then promptly disappeared. Literally.

The hanyou's eyes widened, then narrowed and he tossed the cigarette off the balcony. “Damn bitch...” He muttered.

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The red haired young man ran full speed down the street, in a near panic. The school had given his old locker away. He had checked all the pawn shops nearest to it, trying to find the ancient lighter, knowing that if his father found out he'd lost their heirloom.

“Ohhhh, he's gonna kill me!!!” The boy cried frantically, bursting into his last hope, the last pawnshop in the area. Behind the counter was a short, round older man. In front of the counter was a young man wearing a button down purple shirt. He paused to catch his breath, and looked at the one who owned the shop. “Excuse...me...has anyone...brought an antique lighter in here?”

The younger of the pair arched an eyebrow, glancing at the shops proprietor. “Yes, as a matter of fact. My friend did, almost two years ago, and tried to pawn it. It's best if you didn't have it, though. It doesn't even work.”

“NO!” The boy rushed towards him, grabbing the front of his shirt. “You don't understand! My dad is gonna kill me if I don't find that thing soon! It's a family heirloom! It's been in the family for five hundred years!!!”

The boy sighed, putting a hand on the young man's head. “Look, kid, I'll take you to my friends place, but I don't think he's gonna give it back to you. The name's Miroku Aono. Who are you?”

“I'm Shippou.”

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