InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lost Innocence ❯ chapter 3 ( Chapter 4 )

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Summary- Kagome is a librarian that gets pulled into the world of darkness. Strange things begin to happen after she meets a vampire. Will her world have a storybook ending? Or will it end in tragedy?

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Recap-

"Leave the girl be. She is mine to do with as I please."

Inuyasha gave a feral growl that fell on deaf ears as Sesshomaru was already gone; disappeared in the city fog.

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Kagome woke the next afternoon with a pounding headache. She begrudgingly eyed the digital clock that rested on a nightstand next to her bed and groaned when it read two-thirty pm with blazing green floresence.'Too damn early...stupid clock!' Slipping out from beneath her black satin sheets, she stood and opened the black velvet drapes revealing a bright sunny day. She frowned. 'It should be illegal to have a day this freaking bright!' Her nocturnal tendencies would be the end of her she silently prophesied. Too many nights and one day seems like staring into the sun with its brightness.

For as long as she could remember, insomnia was her bittersweet torment. It wasn't uncommon for her to go three nights or more without sleep only to receive a five-hour reprieve and yet, still feel rejuvenated and energetic. Doctors had prescribed pills and other drugs, but why try and cure something that you didn't consider an ailment?

True it proved bothersome at times; such as the longer she went without slumber of even the minutest scale, her mind would find it harder and even more difficult to keep on the course of her daily events; at times even prompting one to hallucinate and such. On the other hand though, it was her ally. Insomnia was a useful tool while in school. NORMAL young adults her age required at least eight hours of sleep to properly be able to focus the next day. She needed two at the most. It didn't do to sleep one's life away. Besides, the day was too bright to her light sensitive eyes. Like they say, someone with blue eyes is more light sensitive. It might have not have been true, but in her case, it was.

Light sensitivity though, was nothing to the hells of spirit awareness. If the night before was of any indication. That kind of psychic-torture had completely snuffed out any energy she might have had left. Hell, it was a wonder why she didn't pass out in front of her strange stalker-pervert-weirdo dude. Even IF he was a super human who was super hot!

She mentally shook herself, 'I need more sleep if he is still affecting me this way. That or perhaps some food.' It had been a few hours since she had last eaten. Her trim body was content with one meal a day, even if it was something that even Jar Jar Gibor would turn down. When one neglects the proper sleeping habits, they find that there is ample time to prepare a large meal. Her metabolism wasn't something to be taken lightly. Most people were envious of the amount of food she could inhale in one sitting; though it was usually her ONLY meal of the day, or night.

Kagome chastised herself. Enough thinking, and more doing. She was hungry, in need of a shower, and had to train.

Pulling herself from her musings, she began her day with a quick shower, brushing her teeth and hair, and finally making her bed and fixing her drapes. Breakfast (or lunch whichever is preferred) was a large meal of leftover meatloaf with macaroni and cheese. She sighed in discontent as she eyed the depleting food supply within her refrigerator. How she loathed groceries shopping; or just shopping in general. Being from Texas, she wasn't used to crowded areas, and stubbornly rejected to intermingle with a mob. Large numbers of people made her nervous and edgy, as it rightfully should. Who knew which one of the 'innocent pedestrians' would turn out to be a pickpocket, or worse. Animals were safer in herds, not humans. Dejectedly she warmed up her food and ate in silence. She mulled over the possibility of waiting until MUCH later to do the shopping, but reasoned that it wouldn't do to put off the inevitable. Mind made, she washed her dishes and pocketed a handful of bills.

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Inuyasha sat brooding to himself. For centuries he had held a grudge against the vampire Sesshomaru only to have every confrontation end as it had last night. With him injured and sorely pissed. He remembered the day he had met HIM. He had been attacked a few months prior and changed into what he is now. A lichen. He had been out hunting when a large wolf attacked him. Inuyasha fought him to the death, but was injured in the process. The poison from the wound cursed him for the eternity that followed.

When he ventured to visit his beloved fiance, Kikyou, he found the feces of a hell spawn, otherwise known as Sesshomaru, sitting quite content in her father's and his own favorite chair. Kikyou had introduced them, but Inuyasha could sense the danger. Instinctually he knew that the visitor was not to be trusted with his beloved.

He secretly smiled as he recalled the argument that had ensued. As time grew, Inuyasha learned that he owed his life to Sesshomaru's posterity. It was obvious as the pearl white hair and golden eyes were dominant inheritances within the line. Due to his position within his household, there wasn't much time to be spared his beloved, as his clan was at war with the Onigumo clan. She never knew of Sesshomaru or his curse until it was too late. The vile being that was Sesshomaru had corrupted her soul, bedded her, and turned her. He had sworn an oath, never to allow the pain that had befallen him to visit another innocent soul. The vampire had told Kikyou of Inuyasha's deceit in being that of lichen, and she hated him for it. They had never again spoken in the five centuries that passed.

His pack mates knew of his torment, and his lust for revenge. They were the only beings in this world that he could trust, and rightfully so. Humans weren't known for their acceptance of his kind. Hell, his own kind didn't rightfully trust him either. A young upstart trying to organize the species. That, though, is a story to be told later. Back on subject, there was the brave soul who would seek them out for the sport of the hunt. Most though sought refuge in the belief that they didn't exist entirely.

Inuyuasha absently kicked a pebble that had dared ventured on the sidewalk. Shopping. The bane of his eternity, aside from Sesshomaru. Two centuries ago he had taken control of his pack that consisted of over ten lichens such as himself, though he was the oldest. His best friend, and greatest competition, Kouga was next to him in age; turned under similar circumstance. Being the leader, it was his duty to do the shopping. He would allow Kouga the title of alpha male if only to rid himself of such a responsibility as he suffered at the moment.

It was custom for all the lichens beneath them, which held day jobs, to pitch in their weekly earnings for the good of the pack; namely food funds. In return housing and facilities were provided. In essence, they were all roommates.

He cursed when he spotted the beauty that was company to his archrival. Oh how like his beloved she appeared. Though at present, her disposition was more like him. She looked lost within the crowd of pedestrians that ambled through the market area. Her distaste for shopping was apparent as well. Her hands shoved deeply into the pockets of her black baggy pants, and loose t-shirt's bottom hem wrinkled from the torment of nervous hand wringing. Her hair danced with the passing of an errant breeze. Her eyes are what called to him the most though. Her startling bright blue orbs danced with nervousness and suspicion to all that passed close. In all, she appeared the scared-trapped rabbit. Being the hunter that he was, he knew that a trapped animal was more dangerous than any ferocious beast, and not to be taken lightly.

Inuyasha debated on whether to approach her or not, but deemed answers now more prevalent than waiting until later. 'Besides,' he reasoned with himself, 'a public setting such as this would calm her a little more than a more private one.' Mind made, he worked his way through the dense crowd.

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Humans, oh how reprehensible they were. The smell from so many different brands of perfume and body sprays alone threatened to throttle her lungs into oblivion. The noise was enough to send her already pounding head over its numb pulsing to a full blown- drum beating- headache. The women around her were either gossiping or screeching in their laughter. Most were yelling to their companions so their message could be heard over the raucous. The men weren't any better, but rather added to the growing noise pollution with catcalls to women as they passed through their line of vision. Oh how she loathed her race.

Out of the crowd she spied a man with pristine white hair, much like her would-be rapist's, who looked as out of place as she did; though he appeared to be dead-set on reaching a destination close to her proximity, as he repeatedly looked in her direction. She almost had an anxiety attack when two people bumped her from behind. Her hands had found themselves back to her shirt-hem, but after the innocent impeadment, she promptly shoved her hands back into her pockets only to find her money gone. Her face glowed a furious red as she scanned the crowd for the offending men. They had disappeared. 'I knew I couldn't trust them...how dare they!!!...If I could only get my hands of them...ooooooh' she mentally pictured several ways to torture and maim them. 'Definitely Chinese water torture, or perhaps the rack...no, lynching; bloodier the better...' Her thoughts were cut off by a seemingly concerned spectator.

"Are you all right? Your face is kinda red...."

SMACK

"FUCK YOU!"

Inuyasha sat on his rump as he watched the woman storm off in a huff. No one had dared smack him before, and he was confused. 'What the hell did I do?'

He stood after the shock wore off and sped past the humans whom had stopped in their daily routines to partake in his confusion; either to snicker at his predicament, or offer their condolences. No one treated the Alpha-Male of the New York Lichen Coven in such a manner! He would get answers from her, if he had to wait to the next full moon to do it!

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Short chapter I know, but I felt that this was an appropriate place to stop it for now. Besides it's five in the morning and unlike Kagome, I do need at least SOME sleep at night to function properly. (Translation: I'M TIRED!!!!) So I ask that you, my faithful reader, send word of your gratitude for my sacrifice. (Translation: Review) ^_^

A New Fan- hehehe, I had the idea after watching Underworld. So I have made Inu a Werewolf, and Sessho a vampire, but there are certain twists and such that are WAY different from the movie. I think you'll like what I have planned for my characters. ^.^ Thank you for reviewing.

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