InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Nightmare's Memories ❯ Show, Don’t Tell ( Chapter 9 )

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Author's Note: Hiyo! ^_^

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Um. . . not much to say. ^_^; I'm sorry it keeps taking me so long to update, I know, I suck. . .

And. . . uh. . .

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When you were a small child, barley into nursery school, did you ever have `show and tell' at school?

That little game. . .

That little game where you must display a part of you, a portion of your life, alert everyone to your deepest secrets.

Of course, you told more then you showed. You liked to talk.

And you didn't care what you said.

It wasn't until you grew older that you finally realized how sometimes it wasn't right to show. . .

That secrets can devour you.

Don't you agree?

No wait- - -

Don't just tell me- - -

Show me.

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Nightmare's Memories

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~Chapter Nine: Show, Don't Tell~

It was late. . .

So late at night. . .

All were asleep.

All. . .

Except one.

Inu-Yasha sat silently, stone still, holding a delicate girl in his arms. She was curled into a ball, snuggled deep in the hanyou's strong arms. And- for the first time for who knew how long- she was not trembling in her sleep.

Nor was she crying or whispering.

She simply slept.

Safe and warm in the boy's embrace.

And he let her sleep in his arms. For he knew, knew that if he set her down- - -

It would all start over again.

And he didn't want her to hurt.

So he allowed her this brief spell of happiness; just for now.

Just for a while.

For nothing ever stayed so sweet, so calm. . .

Ever.

*

The boy's ear flicked.

His nose twitched.

His chest rumbled softly in a silent growl.

And his arms tightened around his slumbering female.

"What do you want, Naraku?" he murmured into the shadows, never once turning to face the man he knew was approaching from behind.

"You noticed little old me already?" the dark man chuckled, his voice filling even the shadows with malice. "I'm honored."

"Don't be," the hanyou snarled softly. "I simply pay you heed because it's hard to ignore the vile stench of a rotting soul."

"You wound me," Naraku smirked, slowly circling around the teen, flitting in and out of the eerie moonlight as it seeped through the knotholes in the wall.

"Not enough," the boy hissed, whipping his face left and right, trying to secure eye contact with the elder male- but he seemed to continually disappear.

"Oooo," the shadowy voice snickered, "you're very bold, freak. Too bold."

"Don't call me that!" Inu-Yasha snapped, hands subconsciously clenching Kagome's silky charcoal hair.

"What? Freak?"

A blanketing laugh suffocated the male in irritation.

"The truth hurts, doesn't it, Inu-Yasha. . . ?"

"Go screw yourself, Naraku!" the silver haired one growled, still searching fruitlessly for the bastard.

"Calm yourself, boy," the voice replied curtly. "For if you push my patience too far. . . I may do something rash."

"You're *really* scaring me."

"Sarcasm will not help your cause," Naraku frowned, his ebony hair glossy in the indigo moonlight as he passed through a stray beam.

"Keh. I stand by my previous statement."

"Oh, Inu-Yasha," the man sighed, the skittering of spiders filling the half-lit compartment. "Your hopeless. You always have been. Even when just a little whelp. . ."

A soft snarl rose in Inu's chest, anger gripping him. "Shut. Up."

"Poor abandoned little hanyou. . . A freak lost and alone. . . A traumatized child who had watched his mother be raped to death before his eyes. . . Had to endured his brother forsaking him and his father abandoning him. . ."

"I said shut up!"

"Who killed the innocent. . . ate small children. . ."

"SHUT UP!" the hanyou barked, his grip on Kagome tightening so much that he almost pierced the girl's tender flesh.

"Memories hurt, don't they. . . ? Almost as much as the truth. . ."

"I SAID SHUT UP, DAMN IT!"

"And what will you do next, Inu-Yasha? You couldn't control yourself back then. . . How long will it be before you lose control again. . . ?"

"GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" the boy snapped, getting quickly to his feet- though the girl was still in his arms. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Are you afraid, freak? Are you afraid of hurting those around you? Hurting that female in your half-bred embrace?"

Another dark chuckle filled the slowly moving train as Inu turned left and right, ears following the voice.

"You're growing soft, boy."

"I am NOT!" he hissed, furry coursing through his veins.

"What's wrong, Inu-Yasha? Do I sense hostility? Are you *mad* at me? Why? I simply remind you of the truth."

"GET OUT!"

"And yet still you hate me. I do not understand you. Do you feel threatened? Or. . . do you, in fact, feel fearful- - - fearful that I might be right, and that you might hurt Kagome. . . ?"

The teen's head was pounding; his eyesight seeming to flicker between clarity and red-hot anger.

"Shut-up- - -" he ground out, resisting the urge to drop the girl and clutch his pounding head.

"That's it, Inu-Yasha," Naraku taunted. "Let your inner freak control you. . . don't bother trying to fight the inevitable. . ."

"I-Am-Not-A-FREAK," the hanyou growled, animalistic. His fingers were burning; as were his gums. His claws and teeth were lengthening, sharpening to razor like points in a strange sort of burning ecstasy.

"Your stature says otherwise."

Inu-Yasha snarled dangerously, slowly prying his stiff talons off of Kagome's shirt, carefully letting her slide to his feet before he lost all sense of control.

He could feel it-

His cursed youaki blood swallowing his weak human blood; causing his veins and mind to sear in an undetectable fire.

Collapsing to the floor, clutching his silver hair, he squeezed his eyes shut- trying to block out his own twisted thoughts.

`Meat. . .

Delicious, fresh mea-

No!

No, I won't! Can't!

Can't- - -

Can't wait to sink my teeth into their sweet flesh, to allow their hot blood to quench my undying thirst- - -

NO!!'

"What's wrong, boy? Afraid?" the dark voice mocked. "Raise your freak like eyes to meet mine."

He did so.

Slowly.

Ever so slowly.

Gold.

Red.

Gold.

Red.

Gold.

Gold.

Gold.

"Keh," Naraku smirked, his teeth flashing in the moon glow. "Trying to fight it? To "prove yourself"? You fool. You weak- pathetic-

FREAK."

Red.

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Something wet. . .

Wet and sticky, smelling strongly of death. . .

Kagome's stormy eyes slowly fluttered open; wincing as a dull throb raked through her body.

. . .

Something was wrong.

She could feel it.

Something was terribly wr- - -

!

Sitting bolt up right, she stared frantically through the darkness.

She could hear a soft growl rumble through the shadows.

What was going on. . . ?

"Ka. . . Kagome. . ."

The girl gasped in shock; automatically straightening like a board- turning to face- - -

Sango.

No memory coursed through her mind; not while Inu-Yasha's words still protected her.

But it didn't matter- - -

For the sight before her was nightmarish enough.

"Sango- - - ?!" the girl gaped, her eyes widening and her stomach dropping.

The teen before her was limping into the soft moonlight, clutching her side- trying to keep her internal organs from falling out of the gaping hole there. Her whole body was convulsing his spasms of pain as blood gushed from her jugular vein, staining the ground before her with the metallic scented liquid of death.

"Kagome. . ." Sango breathed, falling forward as her magenta orbs lidded themselves half way; her eyes blank.

"Sango?! SANGO! Speak to me!"

"Ka. . . go. . . me. . ." she whispered, a single tear trickling down her red stained face. "I. . . I can see them. . ."

"Wha-? Who?" the ebony haired female inquired frantically, her face paling as her whole body trembled.

What was wrong?!

Why was this happening?!

Sango- - - !

"The. . . spirits. . ." Sango murmured, her voice growing fainter and fainter. "I. . . can see. . . their souls. . ."

And her ragged breathing disappeared entirely.

*

No. . .

"Sango. . . ? SANGO!" Kagome screamed, shaking the corpse before her. "Sango, wake up!"

No. . .

No!

`She can't be dead!' the stormy eyed girl swallowed hard. `No!'

How?!

Why?!

What happe- - -

"Kagome, let go of her! Hide!" a small voice came from her side.

The girl glanced down in shock to find Shippo tugging her skirt, looking fearful.

"Shippo-chan?!" she choked. "What's going on?! Where are the others?!"

The little boy's ashen, clammy face turned hurriedly left and right before answering.

"They- - - they're over there b- - - No, Kagome, don't- - - !"

But the girl didn't listen.

Instead she bolted into the darkness, trying not to slip on the blood that carpeted the ground; the blood that seemed to eternally gush from this side of the train.

"Kagome, no!" Shippo sobbed, grabbing her leg as she came to an abrupt stop. "Don't look upon them!"

Too late.

The girl was frozen to her spot, her eyes locked upon the mangled bodies before her.

Those mangled bodies. . .

Her friends. . .

Each one. . .

Dead.

Onigumo- his bandages bloodstained, his eyes punctured and his body tied in unnatural ways as his spiders perished slowly; each one bleeding to death from puncture marks that adorned their hairy backs.

Miroku- both hands cut off, blood spurting from his wrists. His skin was ripped away from his chest, displaying his rib cage and his organs- each of which were mangled from something or someone feeding upon them.

And Inu-Yasha- - -

?

No. . .

No wait. . .

He wasn't dead- - - ?

He was. . . !

!

Kagome gasped, her hands flying to her mouth in pure horror.

Inu-Yasha was crouching in the dark corner, a trickle of moon glow casting his face into frightening shadows as he- - -

As he ate- - -

Ate Miroku's slimy heart- - -!

She gagged inaudibly as a drop of blood ran down the boy's chin- - -

And he whirled to face the pair; his red eyes flashing livid through the shadows.

"No- - -" Shippo swallowed, green orbs locking with that of the demon's, "No! Kagome, get out of here!"

Inu-Yasha snarled, flexing his long, stained claws.

Then he leapt forward, teeth bared.

"SHIPPO!" the girl screamed as the male landed on top of the small child, oblivious to his screams of pain and horror. Fur and skin flew left and right as the cries slowly died away- though they still echoed off the bloody compartment walls.

No-

No!

Shippo!

"Shippo-chan!" she sobbed, slowly walking backwards and falling against the weak wooden wall, sliding down it. "Miroku! Onigumo! Sango!"

No. . .

NO. . .

NO!

They were dead, all dead!

And Inu-Yasha. . .

He'd killed them. . .

~"I HATE MYSELF!" he bellowed to the surrounding forest, his talons wedging themselves into his arms, drawing hot blood.~

. . .

She slowly lifted her head, tears running down her face as the demon slowly turned her way, his tongue licking his teeth clean of Shippo's blood.

He'd left nothing of the young boy except a tuft or two of stained fur and a small hand.

He growled, maroon orbs flashing in hunger.

No. . .

~"Fight it, Kagome! I don't want anything about me to cause you pain!"~

His muscles contorted; bunching beneath him as blood lust coursed through his powerful body.

NO. . .

~"I don't want you to hurt, Kagome. I want you to be happy!"~

He flexed his long talons in her direction, smirking evilly.

NO!

"Inu-Yasha!" she screamed, her crystalline tears flying as she opened her arms to him, as if about to embrace him. "Inu-Yasha, don't do this! I know you don't want to!"

He lunged.

"INU-YASHA!"

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All you people asking for suspense, I hope this makes you happy.

Ja ne!