InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Nightmares ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

This is a story I wrote a little while back, and I meant for it to be a one shot, but I've written enough chapters for it to be a full continuation. Besides, people keep telling me to continue some of my one shots, so I'm going to try it. -Akihana

 

Disclaimer: I DO own Inuyasha. Rumiko gave him to me… Just kidding.

 

Nightmares

 

That was nice.

 

Kagome stepped into her room, and stretched for the ceiling, working the kinks from her back. She sighed, and gazed into the mirror. She looked quite pretty, she had to say to herself. It had been worth it to wear her new dress. It was a beautiful thing, fitted at the top, and puffing out near her hips to fall past her knees. It fit the autumn chill perfectly. She thought she looked really nice in it, and Hojo had even complimented her on how beautiful she looked that night.

 

As much fun as the movie had been, she still felt guilty. Inuyasha will be so mad if he finds out…

 

He will. I know it.

 

Normally she didn't like going out with Hojo. She usually found some way to turn him down, or she was in the other time when it came time for the date. However, this time she felt so lonely that any companionship that wouldn't make her mad, or hurt, like that baka, was welcome.

 

She had just come back from her time, right after Inuyasha had gone after the shinidamachu. She had been so hurt, that anything was a welcome distraction. She had gotten back just in time to go to school. Hojo had found her after classes, and invited her to the movie that was premiering that night. She had accepted.

 

She sighed again, and went into the bathroom. She let her clothing fall to the floor, pooling around her feet. She turned the taps on, and watched the steaming water flow into the tub.

 

Hojo would be such a nice boyfriend. He cares so much, he tries to make me feel happy. He is always coming and talking to me, and giving me gifts, to help my “diseases.” He is a really nice guy, nothing like that baka on the other side. When was the last time he said something nice?

 

She slipped into the hot water, letting out a soft moan as the water hit her aching flesh. She hadn't had a chance to bathe when she got home that morning. She had taken a quick shower before she left to go on the date, but that had done little for her sore body.

 

Wonder if Inuyasha even noticed I left? Well, he shouldn't care, not if he's with Kikyo.

 

Well, I am NOT jealous.

 

She laughed out loud. Of course I'm not. Inuyasha is a stubborn, spoiled, rude jerk! I don't want to see him again. Though, I don't like Hojo either. Why did I even go out with him? It's going to get harder to turn him down now. I suppose, a few of his faults are that he is a little naïve, and maybe a little clueless. But, how can I be mad at him. At least he tries to be nice.

 

Kagome stretched out a little more, then grabbed her soap and scrubbed her skin, until she glowed pink. Her skin mottled like a prune, she climbed out and scrubbed with a towel. She lurched back into her room, completely exhausted from the day.

 

She grabbed her pajamas, and pulled them on. No sooner did she have them on then she curled up on her chair. She looked at her math book, which she had left open, and tried to make sense of the first problem. Within several seconds of realizing everything had gone foggy she was asleep, her head resting on the edge of her desk.

 

She stood on a broad grassy plain, looking off into the distance, where she could see trees. She turned completely around, everything was flat, and changeless, except for those trees. She shrugged, and headed for the trees.

 

What seemed like ages later, she stopped to rest, and looked out towards the trees. They were no closer. They were starting to get hazy, the colors blending together.

 

She stubbornly shook her head. This is a dream, isn't it? She thought to herself. Well, I'll just wait until I wake up.

 

She sat, and waited. Wind tossed the grass, tickling her legs. The sky was completely clear. There was no sun, yet it was light out. Finally she moaned, and staggered to her feet. Fine then.

 

She kept walking, then, she broke into a run. She watched the ground, her eyes dulled at the monotony of the ground that passed under her feet.

 

Her legs ached, her feet pounding, her arms sagging under the exhaustion. Suddenly, her foot caught on a root and she sprawled on the ground.

 

She rolled onto her back, and moaned. She opened her eyes, and saw tree tops above her. She sat up in alarm, and looked around. All around her were trees. She was in a small clearing, surrounded on all sides by trees so huge and close together that she doubted she'd be able to get out. There's no way I could have run through that without running into anything, much less not noticing anything.

 

She shivered. This dream is starting to creep me out.

 

A twig snapped. Her head spun around, her hair hitting her in the face, momentarily blinding her. Once she brushed it away, she had less than a second before she was grabbed into a fierce hug. She noticed silver hair falling around her, and the red clothing underneath. The kotodama was all the remaining proof she needed. Suddenly, he stuck his nose into her hair, sniffing deeply. His hands ran under her shirt, reaching up her back.

 

“Inuyasha?”

 

The only response was his claws tearing through her shirt from underneath, ripping it off. She gasped, and started to fight his grasp. Never before had she cursed his hanyou strength. Now she did, loudly. One of his hands came off her back, to slap her. She was thrown off him, and she lay on the ground, in shock.

 

He picked himself up off the ground, his amber gaze falling onto her half naked form. With a predatory grin, he stalked towards her.

 

She panicked. Before she could fully think, she was on her feet, running for the edge of the clearing. She heard trotting footsteps behind her. He was catching up to her quickly. She ran up to the gap between the trees, and tried to force her way through it. The trunks and branched scratched her bare chest, and her legs. Suddenly, a hand attached to her shoulder, and pulled. She screamed, and shoved a hand into his chest.

 

Pink light shone, and he was thrown a good distance away, to land on his back.

 

Kagome moaned to herself. Please, please let me wake up. He stirred. However, he no longer resembled the hanyou. He was tall, and she could tell from her miko senses that he was full youkai. The closest animal she could guess he resembled was a moth. His gaze fell on her, with the same predatory aspect that Inuyasha's had held earlier. He growled. She clung to the tree in fear.

 

“You broke my spell, little miko. I thought you would be more willing if you thought I was your hanyou. But, I guess we'll just have to do this the hard way.” His smile was not pleasant. “I will have your soul.”

 

Kagome continued her struggle with the tree. It changed shape, its branches wrapping around her body, holding her with iron strength. She whimpered, and felt the beginnings of tears burning her vision. Noo…

 

Now would be a great time for a savior to show up. Inuyasha…

 

“Inuyasha is not coming. He is with the other, and this is my world. He cannot interfere. But, why would he want you? You, who did not accept him.” The youkai smiled and laughed.

 

“That wasn't Inuyasha! That was you, you lying, creep…”

 

The youkai smiled. “But, would you accept him? You proved that you wouldn't when you fought me when I held his shape. He will never want you. Give up, little miko.”

 

He drew ever closer, his eyes flashing. His kimono was hanging loosely open. His hands fiddled with the knots, undoing them. He smiled at the horror plain on her face.

 

Suddenly, light enclosed her body, and she felt arms lock around her. She felt two realities, one with the youkai, her caught in the tree branches, terrified, the other was a vague sensation of arms around her, of being cradled against a chest. It was from this reality that the voice came, a quiet whisper against her ear.

 

“Kagome, Kagome. Wake up. You can feel me, can't you? Concentrate on me. He can't keep his hold on you if you wake up.”

 

The youkai reached out, and tore her skirt from her. She was now naked, held fast by the tree. With a triumphant smile, he ran his hands up and down her body, touching, feeling. The arms around her seemed to fade. Desperate, she snuggled into the chest, and tried to hide in the fading arms. Tears ran down her cheeks, dripped from her face.

 

Time seemed to stand still as an invisible hand reached up and wiped her tears. “Come on, Kagome. You can do it, wake up. You can do it…” She reached for the voice, praying that it wasn't part of the youkai's trick.

 

She felt his hands stop roaming. “I have interferance, do I? Well, then, I'll just have to finish this quickly.” He shifted, so that he was in line with her.

 

Kagome screamed. Her miko power roared, and the youkai was again thrown off her. She focused her power on the arms, the invisible person, and tried hard to feel them, or do something, to reach them.

 

She felt the clearing fade. The last thing she heard was the youkai screaming his frustration.

 

The arms around her tightened, and made her more aware of how much she ached. She looked down, and gave a quiet yelp. Her clothing was shredded, and blood ran down from many fresh cuts. She moaned.

 

“Kagome?”

 

She winced. Her eyes turned, to focus on the red haori that covered the chest she was nestled against. She shook slightly, not forgetting the last time she had seen that haori.

 

Inuyasha frowned. It was bad, wasn't it? I'm so sorry, Kagome.

 

In one swift motion, he pulled off his haori, and settled it around her shoulders. When he did, he noticed the moth that had rested right in the center of her sternum. He plucked it off, and shredded it.

 

Pathetic. Only has strength through manipulating the dreams of the sleeping. Not even worth the trouble.

 

“Are you alright?”

 

Kagome winced again, and curled into a ball in his arms.

 

He sighed. Not a good sign…

 

“I was in it, wasn't I?”

 

She winced again, and fought to get out of his arms. He paused for a second, then let her go. It would be better to give her space if she needed it. She crawled to her bed, and rested her face in the covers. She shook, and he smelled the salt of her tears.

 

He sighed. “Do you want me to leave? Kagome?”

 

She turned, and for the first time that day, she met his eyes. She looked frightened, frightened of him. That scared him.

 

He almost missed her shaking her head. She shook violently, but she gazed at him sadly, almost like she was begging for something. She held his haori around her frame, and cuddled into it as she shook.

 

He crept a little closer, watching her for any and all signs. Soon he was sitting beside her, debating with himself whether or not to take her in his arms again.

 

She settled the question for him. She leaned in to him a little, then stopped, and scooted away, her eyes blazing with hurt. He felt himself break a little under her gaze, but he curled into himself, his eyes burning. He choked a little.

 

She's never not trusted me before. What happened? And, damn it, why?

 

Kagome glanced over at him. He was leaning against her bed, looking for all the world like he was going to cry. That got her. I don't want to hurt him. But, why did he come here? I thought he was with Kikyo.

 

“Why aren't you with Kikyo?”

 

His eyes snapped all the way open, and he spun to face her. Her eyes still blazed hurt, and tears ran freely down her face.

 

For several seconds he just stared. Then, in the blink of an eye, she was in his arms, her face against his chest. He held her tightly. He lifted her face, and brought her lips to his.

 

She went limp in his arms, completely in shock. Of all the answers she had expected, this had to be the farthest from anything she had expected. After a while she stopped thinking, she just lost herself to the sensation.

 

He finally broke the kiss, pulling her even tighter into his embrace. His fingers ran through her hair, and he lay his cheek gently against her head.

 

“Is that a good enough answer for you?”

 

She nuzzled into his neck. He smelled so nice. She collapsed into his arms, sobbing.

 

He held her, rocking softly as he rumbled to try to calm her. She shook in his arms.

 

It's going to be a long night.

 

Reviews are nice, but flames are not appreciated. Another chapter will be up in a day or so. Its already written, and saved on my computer. See ya soon.-Akihana