InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Lessons ❯ Inuyasha: The Rescuer ( Chapter 1 )

Inuyasha story 3 - Love's Lessons

 

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything Inuyasha and do not make any money from Inuyasha.

 

WARNING: This story contains sexual situations, violence and course language in some chapters. R

Rated.

 

All Japanese to English translations are taken from Jeffery's Japanese English dictionary.

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Chapter 1: Inuyasha: the Rescuer

 

The girl was kneeling on the floor of the large, lavishly decorated room cleaning the blood. She had been a slave here since the age of six when her father, too poor to feed his wife and many children, had sold her to the older, portly lord as his house slave and, as she soon found out that first night, his concubine as well.

 

She had lost her voice that first night as well as her innocence, the lord strangling her so hard so he wouldn't have to hear her screams, that he had done permanent damage to her vocal cords. He had come close to killing her but one of the medicine women had felt pity for the child and had carefully tended to her. A scar still remained where the lord's ring had been driven into her neck, forever leaving her a reminder of that time.

 

She was now seventeen, overly thin from lack of food, her long black hair tied back in a low ponytail. She had deep blue eyes that should have been bright and sparkling but were only dull and lost. She would never be able to bear children; the abuse she had suffered over these past eleven years had made her sterile. She didn't even remember her name anymore as no one had called her anything other than wench or other worse degrading terms.

 

She knew that today she had to run. The older lord had passed on about four years ago, his eldest son taking over. As the lord had been cruel, the son was psychotic. He enjoyed nothing better than beating his slaves senseless and abused them daily for even the most minor infraction. She had many whip marks on her back to prove that point and lived in a constant state of fear. He was rough and cruel in bed, wanting to see her tears; he wished his father had not ruined her voice.

 

Now, she was here on the floor cleaning the blood of one of the younger girls. He had beaten the thirteen year old to death just moments before in front of them all. She did not even know what the girl had done wrong. It was just so random, he had walked up to her and just started attacking her, using his fists and then when the girl fell, his boots as well. He was screaming unintelligibly the whole while. All the others knew was that they were to stand there and watch. When he had finished he ordered her to clean the mess while ordering others to remove the body. He stared at her and told her she had better get every tiny drop of blood, or she would be next.

 

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Luck was with her for once in her life. The lord had to leave the castle to attend to matters of state, the whole castle breathing a sigh of relief. She continued to clean as the others went about their labours until she was sure she was alone. The room she was in was very close to the front door. The lord had no worries about his slaves; he was arrogant and believed unconditionally that none of them would dare to try to escape. She had been there so long that no one even watched her anymore.

 

She stood stock still, like a deer checking for danger, her heart pounding. She walked towards the door and peeked out and, seeing nobody was about, she put her foot out the door. She stopped; looking around like a trapped animal and then put the other foot out until she was standing on the porch, her thin grey kimono hanging like a sack from her shoulders, catching the slight breeze. She went down the stairs, her eyes glancing from side to side, and turned left around the corner to head towards the gardens. She wasn't supposed to go into the gardens; that was only for the lord and his guests, but she knew where there was a hole in the fence surrounding the castle that led out into the forest. She had snuck out a few times before, walking all around the castle these last few days, looking for a way out. She had heard stories of demons being in the forests and had almost not gone, but she was more afraid of her lord than any demons.

 

She walked through the gardens towards that hole, her luck still holding as not one person saw her. She crawled under the bush, through the hole, and then ran as fast and as far as she could. She was, for the first time in her life, free.

 

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Inuyasha was heading back to the camp their group had set up with two rabbits, some nuts and fruit. He was feeling pretty good about being able to feed their little group and was looking forward to the stew he knew that Kagome and Sango would make of the meat.

 

He was just passing a small stream when he saw some herbs that he thought the girls could put to good use. He walked over to pick them when he smelled the blood. That's human blood, he thought as he sniffed the air to find the direction it was coming from. He followed the scent thinking that someone from the village had gotten hurt out here. Damn, I'll have to run back and forth getting help.

 

It's not that he really minded, but he was looking forward to just sitting and relaxing for a change. He walked, following the stream and crossing its bank into the forest. He heard rustling in the brush and knew he was getting close, the smell of blood was much stronger and whoever they were, they sure were making a lot of noise. “Hang on, I'm coming,” he grumped a bit testily. He heard more noise, now coming from further away. “Hey, you're going the wrong way stupid, I'm over here,” he called out, thinking he must have found an imbecile since they weren't coming out.

 

He used his acute sense of smell to locate the human and his demon speed to catch up to them. He was shocked to see a skinny human girl, blue eyes round and large with fear looking at him. She was trying very hard to crawl away and her leg was bleeding badly on her calf, just above her ankle. Her kimono was old and ratty looking and had torn, opening her midsection to his view.

 

“Hey, I'm not going to hurt you, wait, I'll help you with your leg,” he said, trying to calm her. He could feel the fear and terror coming off her in waves. He had never felt anything quite so intense. The girl just tried to stand and run, falling on the ground because her leg would not hold her up. She again began crawling away. She could feel herself weaken from the loss of blood.

 

Inuyasha began to get ticked off. “Look, you're going to get into real trouble out here by yourself, but if you're so eager to die, then I'll let you get back to it.” He understood that some humans were afraid of him because of his demon heritage, but it really made him mad that they automatically assumed he was going to eat them or something. He started to turn and leave when she fell face first onto the ground and didn't move.

 

Damn, she's passed out. I'll have to take her back to the village. He went to the unconscious girl and ripping some material from his shatsu, wrapped it around her still bleeding leg. That cut is quite deep, Kaede will have to sew it, he mused. He picked her up in his arms, leaving the food he had gathered to carry her. I'll have to come back and get it after I get her to Kaede's.

 

He noticed the scars on her throat and the ribs he could easily feel and wondered just what had happened to her, he was sure he had not seen her in their village and wondered for a moment where she was from. With her light frame in his arms, he leapt through the forest heading back to his friends.