InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Little Acts Of Kindness ❯ Chapter Five ( Chapter 5 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: damson rhee 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.16.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 305 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.16.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 305 | Status: Completed
A/N: This story has a moral that I hope gives a positive message to those who are reading. Rating just to be safe. This deals with some issues that may not be for young readers (like those under, say, 10 years old) but I'm sure that it's nothing you haven't heard before.
QUICK WARNING: There is a little more offensive language in this chapter than in some of the rest. It’s nothing you’ve never encountered before, I’m sure. If you think I should change the rating, tell me in a review and I will. However, I don’t think it’s anything above PG-13.
And on to the story…
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Kagome awoke the next day stiff and sore. It seemed like every part of her – from her head to her toes – was aching. She had been up all night listening to the rain fall and thinking about Inuyasha. Something was nagging at her – pulling at her to figure out exactly what was going on. Something was there, in the back of her mind.
Something told her that time was running out.
x
He awoke the next morning in a cold sweat. His head hurt, his back hurt, and he had to squint to see the fluorescent numbers of the clock flashing 9:38 a.m. The world was spinning. He sat upright and hesitated for a moment, dizzy and unsure of what do; unsure of what was coming next. Noticing his parched throat, he decided on going to the kitchen for some water.
‘Shit. It’s too early for this.’
He thought about the girl – Kagome – and pretended he did not think of her at all. He pretended that she hadn’t scared the living hell out of him. He forced all thoughts about her out of his brain, so that his mind was blank.
That was the way he liked it.
As he stepped down from the bed, he could feel little shocks in his feet from the cold floor. He was surprised to find that the sound of his footsteps scared him. The feeling of his bare feet against the bitter floor brought him back to reality harshly, made him feel alive, made him feel, and he hated the world for doing so. Reality was too… real.
‘I’m scared of my own footsteps. I’m so pathetic.’
He ran the water in the kitchen sink, turning the tap to the right as cold as it could go. Impulsively, he stuck his whole head under the faucet, completely soaking his face, hair, and neck. He shivered.
‘Today is the day. No turning back.’
x
She lay on her bed, deep in thought. The clock read 11:05. ‘I can’t believe I slept in so late,’ she thought dismally.
‘I’m getting nowhere. I’ve been laying here for an hour and I still can’t figure it out. Why is this bothering me so much? Why do I even care about Inuyasha Daichi?’
Good question, the little voice in her head told her. Maybe it was because she felt sorry for him. Maybe it was because she saw a kindred spirit in him. She didn’t know why she cared; only that she did.
‘I need to go outside to clear my head. Maybe if I take a little break, I’ll be able to think normally.’
She crawled out of her window and onto the roof. The rain was coming down by the bucket full, but she didn’t care. The cool water felt good on her hot skin. Her dark hair stuck to the back of her neck.
She sighed pensively and looked up to the sky. She gasped in amazement as a look of shock and surprise crossed her face. For what she saw in the sky could not possibly be real.
‘What does this mean?’
x
After the ordeal with the faucet and the water, Inuyasha didn’t quite know what to do next. Eventually, he decided to take a cold shower – seeing as his head was already wet. His breathing was still ragged as he stepped into the tub.
He didn’t let his mind wander. He would do what was needed and that was all.
He would not hesitate.
He would not falter.
And whatever he did, he would not think about her.
x
Kagome saw two perfect, white feathers falling from the sky. She blinked, and they disappeared. She blinked again. Nothing. But before she could even begin to think about what the feathers could mean, something dawned on her. It was something that Inuyasha had told her.
“I was always alone… Even if I was in a room with a thousand people, I was always alone. It’s just the way I am. It’s just the way I’ll always be. Unless I can…”
She had a feeling that she was on the way to solving this mystery.
x
Inuyasha emerged from his room fully clad in black. His spiked belt undone. Socks that didn’t match. His wet hair tied back in a ponytail.
His baggy black pants were a little wet and they dragged along the ground as he walked; making a sort of sloshing sound that vaguely reminded him of the ducks in the marsh outside his old house. But that was when his parents were alive. That was the past. He didn’t think about the past.
He was in the living room now, and he grabbed the CD on the top of the pile and put it in the player. He glanced at the clock. 10:34. ‘Good. I still have an hour.’
Turning the volume up, he sunk down to the couch, numb.
x
She stepped back into her room, Inuyasha’s words ringing in her head like a chant, over and over.
“I was always alone…Unless I can…”
‘What does that mean?’ she pondered. ‘Unless I can… what?’
Soon, she remembered something else he had told her.
“My older brother, Sesshomaru, is away on a business trip. He’ll be back tomorrow at noon. My parents won’t be home – not ever. They died a long time ago.”
‘He really was all alone,’ she thought. And the memories came flooding back – things Inuyasha had said that she hadn’t quite understood until now.
“You can’t care.”
"I'm not worth it."
“I am alone. I’m always alone.”
All these things… They were leading up to something. ‘You can’t care…He’ll be back tomorrow at noon… I’m always alone… Unless I can…’
And suddenly it dawned on her. She remembered what he had said that day she went to his house. When she had overheard him through the door.
“I can’t believe I almost told her…”
Inuyasha was going to kill himself.
x
Okay, so I wanted this to be the last chapter, but I figured it was better to put something out rather than nothing at all. I hope you guys are still reading. The next chapter will definitely be the last. I will update as soon as I can.
QUICK WARNING: There is a little more offensive language in this chapter than in some of the rest. It’s nothing you’ve never encountered before, I’m sure. If you think I should change the rating, tell me in a review and I will. However, I don’t think it’s anything above PG-13.
And on to the story…
x
Kagome awoke the next day stiff and sore. It seemed like every part of her – from her head to her toes – was aching. She had been up all night listening to the rain fall and thinking about Inuyasha. Something was nagging at her – pulling at her to figure out exactly what was going on. Something was there, in the back of her mind.
Something told her that time was running out.
x
He awoke the next morning in a cold sweat. His head hurt, his back hurt, and he had to squint to see the fluorescent numbers of the clock flashing 9:38 a.m. The world was spinning. He sat upright and hesitated for a moment, dizzy and unsure of what do; unsure of what was coming next. Noticing his parched throat, he decided on going to the kitchen for some water.
‘Shit. It’s too early for this.’
He thought about the girl – Kagome – and pretended he did not think of her at all. He pretended that she hadn’t scared the living hell out of him. He forced all thoughts about her out of his brain, so that his mind was blank.
That was the way he liked it.
As he stepped down from the bed, he could feel little shocks in his feet from the cold floor. He was surprised to find that the sound of his footsteps scared him. The feeling of his bare feet against the bitter floor brought him back to reality harshly, made him feel alive, made him feel, and he hated the world for doing so. Reality was too… real.
‘I’m scared of my own footsteps. I’m so pathetic.’
He ran the water in the kitchen sink, turning the tap to the right as cold as it could go. Impulsively, he stuck his whole head under the faucet, completely soaking his face, hair, and neck. He shivered.
‘Today is the day. No turning back.’
x
She lay on her bed, deep in thought. The clock read 11:05. ‘I can’t believe I slept in so late,’ she thought dismally.
‘I’m getting nowhere. I’ve been laying here for an hour and I still can’t figure it out. Why is this bothering me so much? Why do I even care about Inuyasha Daichi?’
Good question, the little voice in her head told her. Maybe it was because she felt sorry for him. Maybe it was because she saw a kindred spirit in him. She didn’t know why she cared; only that she did.
‘I need to go outside to clear my head. Maybe if I take a little break, I’ll be able to think normally.’
She crawled out of her window and onto the roof. The rain was coming down by the bucket full, but she didn’t care. The cool water felt good on her hot skin. Her dark hair stuck to the back of her neck.
She sighed pensively and looked up to the sky. She gasped in amazement as a look of shock and surprise crossed her face. For what she saw in the sky could not possibly be real.
‘What does this mean?’
x
After the ordeal with the faucet and the water, Inuyasha didn’t quite know what to do next. Eventually, he decided to take a cold shower – seeing as his head was already wet. His breathing was still ragged as he stepped into the tub.
He didn’t let his mind wander. He would do what was needed and that was all.
He would not hesitate.
He would not falter.
And whatever he did, he would not think about her.
x
Kagome saw two perfect, white feathers falling from the sky. She blinked, and they disappeared. She blinked again. Nothing. But before she could even begin to think about what the feathers could mean, something dawned on her. It was something that Inuyasha had told her.
“I was always alone… Even if I was in a room with a thousand people, I was always alone. It’s just the way I am. It’s just the way I’ll always be. Unless I can…”
She had a feeling that she was on the way to solving this mystery.
x
Inuyasha emerged from his room fully clad in black. His spiked belt undone. Socks that didn’t match. His wet hair tied back in a ponytail.
His baggy black pants were a little wet and they dragged along the ground as he walked; making a sort of sloshing sound that vaguely reminded him of the ducks in the marsh outside his old house. But that was when his parents were alive. That was the past. He didn’t think about the past.
He was in the living room now, and he grabbed the CD on the top of the pile and put it in the player. He glanced at the clock. 10:34. ‘Good. I still have an hour.’
Turning the volume up, he sunk down to the couch, numb.
x
She stepped back into her room, Inuyasha’s words ringing in her head like a chant, over and over.
“I was always alone…Unless I can…”
‘What does that mean?’ she pondered. ‘Unless I can… what?’
Soon, she remembered something else he had told her.
“My older brother, Sesshomaru, is away on a business trip. He’ll be back tomorrow at noon. My parents won’t be home – not ever. They died a long time ago.”
‘He really was all alone,’ she thought. And the memories came flooding back – things Inuyasha had said that she hadn’t quite understood until now.
“You can’t care.”
"I'm not worth it."
“I am alone. I’m always alone.”
All these things… They were leading up to something. ‘You can’t care…He’ll be back tomorrow at noon… I’m always alone… Unless I can…’
And suddenly it dawned on her. She remembered what he had said that day she went to his house. When she had overheard him through the door.
“I can’t believe I almost told her…”
Inuyasha was going to kill himself.
x
Okay, so I wanted this to be the last chapter, but I figured it was better to put something out rather than nothing at all. I hope you guys are still reading. The next chapter will definitely be the last. I will update as soon as I can.