InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Of Kings and Betrayal ❯ What I'll Do To You... ( Chapter 6 )

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Ch. 6 What I'll Do To You….

 

 

Speechles, still speechless. It wasn't really her comment that had silenced him, just the mere fact that she was so hell bent on defending him. A hanyou.

 

You could've cut the tension in the room with a sword, the air was almost unbearable, stifling, heavy. Everything had gone artificially still, silent… as if somehow the world had been paused and muted at the same time.

 

`What the fuck is wrong with this bitch?!'

 

`Why not just leave, then?'

 

`She's fucking psychotic!'

 

`Then leave…'

 

`Why won't she stop staring?!'

 

`Leave…'

 

Those eyes, they wouldn't leave him alone the moment cobalt collided with amber, captivating his gaze, unwilling to let it go. Annoyed and irate, the hanyou continued his battle against her unwavering gaze. He needed to leave! This house bothered him, she bothered him, and the whole fucking situation was pissing him off. Nothing was holding him back, why wasn't he just storming out?

 

Because of her eyes… He was prisoner to those blue eyes. Scorching, as if his very soul was on fire, slowly devouring him, engulfing his entire body in sweltering heat, ripping him apart from the inside out. Her eyes mirrored her inner pain, the sadness brought about by years of living, blatantly displaying her soul for all to see. He had seen that pain before, reflected in the same blue eyes… it was unnerving.

 

Did she see his soul as well? Could she really peer into his eyes like someone would into a window, gazing at his soul from behind the glass? Kami, how he prayed that she couldn't see anything in particular… the less she knew, the easier it was to forget about her, her damn house, and her eyes.

 

A small eternity seemed to pass before InuYasha finally achieved peeling his eyes away from hers. They suddenly watered and the hanyou had to quickly blink to get rid of the moisture.

 

“I'm sorry.”

 

InuYasha's head snapped up at the defeated tone in her voice. `Crap. Again?'

 

At the puzzled expression twisting the half-demon's face she decided to elaborate, steadying her breathing and inwardly trying to calm her nerves. They had stared into each other's eyes for an awfully long time in silence, calculating, searching.

 

His eyes, they held so much pain and disappointment, almost like he had been let down a million times over in life. Glowing. That was the only way to describe his amber orbs, with or without the dancing flames in the hearth. They glowed; shining as if the very sun had frozen before setting over the ocean, bright rays reflecting off clear waters.

 

Her habitual feelings of kindness and compassion had compelled her to apologize. She just couldn't stand the thought of causing him any more pain; he didn't deserve that. Even if he was an asshole.

 

“What?” he gruffly questioned, slightly narrowing his eyes at the girl.

 

“I said I was sorry. It's not my place to speak of you as if I really know you. My apologies.” She sighed, dropping her head to stare at the wooden floor.

 

“…Uh… Keh! Whatever, I'm out of here.” He turned back towards the door, his ears twitching in anxiety. Almost, just a few more inches… yes! He inwardly smirked as his calloused hand fell on the cool, rusted latch. `Victory is oh so sweet…'

 

“Wait!”

 

`For the fucking love of…' “Whaddaya want?” He barked, not bothering to turn and look at her.

 

“I…uh… well…”

 

“I ain't got all fucking day, wench.”

 

“I was just wondering… I mean the least you could do… what I'm asking is….” Sighing deeply she spoke, “ may I at least know your name before you leave?”

 

Stunned into immobility. Twice in one day. This girl continued to surprise him, every word, question, sentence, or stare more annoying or fucking insane than the first.

 

`My name?'

 

`Yeah, have you forgotten your name?'

 

`Fuck no. But…why the hell does she care?!'

 

`You wouldn't be debating over this if you had left earlier…'

 

`Damn her, I don't owe her a fucking thing! My name included.'

 

`She saved your life…'

 

`I didn't ask her to, dammit!'

 

`She could've left you for dead…'

 

`That's what I fucking wanted!'

 

`But… doesn't this question sound very… familiar?'

 

“Shit…” InuYasha cursed under his breath as he shook his head, vainly trying to erase his inane contemplations. The question was familiar. Too familiar. Especially coming from her of all people.

 

“Pardon?” Cobalt eyes rose to stare at the hanyou's red clad back.

 

“What's it to ya?” He meant what he had thought earlier; the less she knew about him the better it was to be forgotten and to forget. She didn't need to know anything about him other than he was a hanyou… and that information was overdoing it.

 

“I just… I don't want to address you as hanyou…” she admitted solemnly, unconsciously worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.

 

Amber eyes widened in astonishment. Suddenly, as if a dam had broken, memory upon memory flooded his thoughts, piling, crashing, drowning him. The words continued to resound in his ears, almost a deafening crescendo. He knew those words. Some one long ago had said something similar to him.

 

He was never going to leave was he? This girl was exceptionally strange. She didn't treat him like every one else. She didn't frown down upon him, cursing his existence without even knowing him. Cringing at the sight of him, screaming, running away in panic, fearful that he would immediately rip her apart like a wild animal, a ferocious beast. Yes, she was very different, and unfathomably persistent in learning about him.

 

He whirled around, pinning her with a hard glare, trying to discern any deception behind her sincerity. She only held his gaze, giving him a small, disarming smile.

 

“My name's InuYasha….” `Heh… here it comes.'

 

He had expected her to recoil in fear and scream her uncontrollably. Why? Because he was InuYasha, the vicious inu-youkai that dwelled deep within the forests of Tama… devouring little children and stray travelers that had wandered too far. At least that's how the legends and myths went. He really wouldn't know he always refrained from associating with humans in any shape, way, or form… and that included devouring them.

 

“Inu…Yasha? As in the demon of the Forest of InuYasha?” Her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

 

`No screaming?'

 

`None…yet.'

 

`What the hell do I do now?'

 

`Leave…or answer…'

 

“The very one,” he took a few steps forward, closing the space between the girl and himself. Calmly, he leaned his head forward, a silver curtain hiding his eyes, and whispered in her ear. “Scared yet?”

 

The hanyou leaned away, eager to see his affect on the girl. He knew she wasn't fearless. Maybe with this new acquired knowledge she would exercise her `fear' by yelling at him to leave. Finally.

 

He was sadly mistaken.

 

“Oh, I always thought you were just a legend to keep villagers away from the forest...” She whispered, eyes saddening as she pieced the information together. This boy before her, without knowing it, she had been taught to fear him. Despise him. He had been bestowed an atrocious title without consent. Living a life of rejection, loneliness, and curses. These thoughts infuriated the young girl.

 

Cocking her head to the side, she spoke softly as she narrowed her eyes at him “You don't look very menacing…”

 

Amber eyes clouded in confusion. No running. No screaming. No pitchforks or torches. Nothing. Why wasn't she radiating fear? She was human, just like every one else in the village, why didn't he have the same affect on her? Instead of smelling fear he could only pick up the slightest hints of anger and sorrow. `Sad… over what?'

 

“Keh! Whatever. You know my name, happy now?” He scowled, balling his hands into fists at his sides. So she knew his name, big deal. He wouldn't see her again anyway.

 

“I just… I'm so sorry.” She whispered, gently taking one of his large, calloused hands into hers. Placing her other hand over his, she looked up at him through teary eyes.

 

Now he was stunned. She was sorry… again. And this time, he didn't know why. Her eyes, they just looked so crestfallen as crystal tears threatened to fall. Those eyes… why wouldn't they leave him the fuck alone?! Not to mention the small fact that she was touching him of her own accord.

 

Her hands, they looked so small compared to his, so fragile and porcelain-like. Somehow, they reminded him of her...like so many other things. He couldn't take this. He was supposed to be gone. He was supposed to be free, dammit!

 

`What is she fucking doing?!'

 

`She's holding your hand, baka…'

 

`Why?!'

 

`Dunno… you shoulda left…'

 

He heard her emit a small, half-hearted laugh before releasing his hand. “Forgive me, I shouldn't have done that….” She hastily wiped at blue eyes with her apron. “Please, I'm very sorry, I didn't-”

 

“It's fine.” He tersely stated, unconsciously flexing the hand she had just released. It burned slightly, the veins in his hand pulsating as his blood boiled. She had only touched his hand, and already he missed it.

 

`You miss it already…'

 

`I didn't ask her to touch me, shut up!'

 

`You still miss it…'

 

`Fuck you, no I don't!'

 

`So stop thinking about it…'

 

Flashing him a small smile, she nodded her head. “I won't keep you any longer…”

 

“Kagome!”

 

InuYasha and the young girl both turned their attention to Souta as he burst through the front door.

 

“Kagome?” InuYasha arched an eyebrow at the young boy.

 

“Um... I'm Kagome.” The raven-haired girl interjected softly.

 

InuYasha nodded. So he finally knew her name… Fucking fantastic. He was supposed to leave with as little to remember about this whole thing as possible. Well, his plan was working out beautifully.

 

“What is it, Souta?” Kagome asked.

 

“Kouga,” Souta panted, “ he's coming this way. I saw his carriage over the pastures.”

 

“Oh…” was the girl's only response as she went to the large tub of water. Grabbing an old rag, she crouched down and began scrubbing at the dishes furiously.

 

InuYasha only shot Souta a quizzical look before looking back at Kagome's tense form. “Who's Kouga?”

 

`Why do you care… you need to leave!'

 

`Wait, dammit!'

 

“He's the lord of Tama.” Souta sighed, wiping the sweat away from his forehead.

 

“So?” He could smell it now. Kagome's anxiety and fear. She was afraid of this lord? Hell, he was InuYasha, the vicious inu-youkai and he didn't even extract so much apprehension from the young girl. Some thing wasn't right.

 

“He's been asking for my sister's hand in marriage for some time now.”

 

“Oh.”

 

`Oh? That's what you wanted to stay for?'

 

`What the hell am I supposed to do?'

 

`You could finally leave…'

 

“He's here…” the hanyou involuntarily confirmed. He had smelled him the second Souta had pointed out that he was coming. An ookami youkai. So a demon wanted the girl's hand in marriage, eh? Strange, very strange, especially coming from a lord. Surely he must know that his heir would be hanyou…. Right?

 

“Kagome…”

 

“I know, Souta.” Kagome sighed, dropping the rag into the tub as she stood up.

 

“So ya don't want to mate the guy?” InuYasha patently asked as Kagome came to stand beside him. Now she was really uncomfortable, he could hear her heart pounding against her chest.

 

“No, I don't.” Cobalt eyes rose to meet his, silently pleading for something.

 

“Keh! If you're not interested then tell him to fuck off.” He ripped his eyes away from hers, stating his comment as if it were the most obvious of choices. Why was he still here, anyway? He didn't want to meet the new fucking lord, but he couldn't leave. He didn't realize it, but her uneasiness made him angry. Leaving her now didn't feel right.

 

“If I had a shilling for every time I rejected him, Souta and I would be better off.” She laughed feebly.

 

`So he doesn't understand the word no…'

 

`She's not her… this doesn't concern you.'

 

`I know she isn't her! I can't leave, though…'

 

`You remember what happened the last time you interfered?'

 

`No. It's not the same…'

 

Suddenly, a loud knock captured everyone's attention.

 

Kagome sighed as she moved to open the door. InuYasha only crossed his arms over his chest defensively, still fighting himself over why he wasn't hauling his ass out of there.

 

With a small pull, the door jarred open revealing the almighty Kouga, Lord of Tama.

 

“Hello, Lord Kouga. What a pleasant surprise…” Kagome brightly smiled. It was a false smile, sugar coated, but the ookami demon failed to notice as he bowed his greeting. He was dressed in rich, brown and gold robes, dark brown boots adorned his feet and his dark hair spilled wildly out of a ponytail at the back of his head. He could've been mistaken for a human had it not been for his unusually icy-blue colored eyes, pointy ears and the two white fangs that protruded from under his upper lip.

 

“My Lady,” he smiled, stepping into the house and immediately latching onto one of Kagome's small hands. Gently, he placed a kiss on the top of it, inwardly smirking at the involuntary blush that dusted the young girl's cheeks.

 

A small growl formed in the hanyou's throat as he narrowed his eyes.

 

`What are you getting upset for?'

 

`Keh! I'm not upset…'

 

`You chose to stay here, you know…'

 

`Shut the hell up!'

 

Too engulfed in Kagome's presence, Kouga had failed to acknowledge the hanyou and the young boy who also occupied the room. Icy eyes burned into blue orbs as he spoke charmingly, “ I have missed you a great deal, my Lady.”

 

“I.. uh… have missed you as well, Lord Kouga.” Kagome nervously smiled, gently tugging her hand free from his grasp.

 

InuYasha was struggling a great deal with the scene playing before him. How could Kouga not smell the fear and anxiety rolling off of Kagome? Did he just choose to ignore it, or was he too oblivious to smell it? Whatever it was, the hanyou didn't like it. The young girl was too uncomfortable for his liking… not that he liked her or anything.

 

Suddenly, an icy stare fell over the hanyou and the young boy beside him.

 

`Keh! `bout fucking time he noticed…'

 

“I'm sorry, I don't think we've met before.” Kouga haughtily stated, slightly narrowing his eyes at InuYasha. “I am Kouga, Lord of Tama.” He smirked at the superiority his title presented. “And… who might you be?”

 

“None of your fucking business, that's who,” InuYasha replied gruffly.

 

Kouga was taken aback by InuYasha's sharp retort, inwardly scowling at his lack of respect for nobility. Taking in his appearance and slightly sniffing the air, the ookami demon mentally smirked. `He isn't more than a filthy inu-youkai… a disgusting half-breed…'

 

“You will hold your tongue in my presence, hanyou.” He snapped, smirking as he spat out the last word.

 

InuYasha usually didn't bother much with taking offense to insults. They had become a part of life, as natural as the sun's warmth or the water's coolness. And why should he be angry? He was a hanyou after all, but this guy… he really pissed InuYasha off, acting so snobby and superior. It sickened him.

 

“Why you son of a bi-”

 

“Please, gentlemen. Can we try to be civil in front of Souta, please?” Kagome shot the hanyou a pleading look, much like the one before. Placing a hand on Kouga's arm to draw his attention, the raven-haired girl smiled vaguely.

 

InuYasha crushed the growl that once again threatened to escape.

 

`For not caring about her, you sure do care where her hands are…'

 

`Keh! Shut up, I said!'

 

`Tch. You can still leave…'

 

“My Lady, please forgive me. You are right, we shouldn't act like barbarians.” He looked at InuYasha when he said the last word, silently challenging him with a hard stare.

 

`Fucking bastard…'

 

Turning to pin Souta with a small smile, Kouga walked towards the young boy. “And how have you been, young Souta?”

 

“G-g-good, Lord Kouga. Thank you f-for asking.” Souta nervously stuttered, unconsciously leaning into InuYasha's side. The hanyou just discarded the motion, standing his ground as he continued burning holes into Kouga's face.

 

Kouga locked his gaze with the hanyou and audibly growled, subtly taking a dominant stance. InuYasha only returned the growl, barring his teeth as he took a similar stance, pushing Souta behind his back protectively.

 

“Uh… Lord Kouga, InuYasha is a good friend of mine.” She interrupted the menacing exchanges between the two demons, placing a small hand on InuYasha's shoulder.

 

Again. That burning feeling was starting again. Scalding his insides, as if his shoulder had been doused in boiling water, which was now running through his veins, it was driving him crazy. But at the same time, her touch… gentle, feather-light and cotton-soft, was calming. She was close now, close enough for the scent of lilies to assault his nose full force. He slightly relaxed, her words echoing in his head, over and over again. `InuYasha is a good friend of mine…' She had addressed him as her friend. A good friend. Why? She didn't even know him! In fact, he was supposed to be gone. Did she mean it? Was she just trying to calm both demons down?

 

`Good… friend?'

 

`Yes, baka… a good friend…'

 

`B-but… why would she…?'

 

`It's starting again. Just like last time…'

 

`No! It's not the fucking same!'

 

`She's not her… you should've left…'

 

“He was just assisting me with some things around the farm today.” Kagome smiled warmly, dropping her hand from InuYasha's shoulder.

 

Kouga shot a cold stare at the half-demon before smiling back at Kagome. “ My dear Kagome, if you were in need of assistance you should've asked. I would have been pleased to send you some of my servants or,” his voice became husky, “ I could've come myself to assist you with any… needs you may have had.”

 

`That fucking asshole…'

 

`Leave already, this doesn't concern you…'

 

`No! That bastard…he can't talk to her like that!'

 

`She isn't her…'

 

`I know that…shut up!'

 

InuYasha balled his hands into fists, unknowingly drawing blood from his palms. It wasn't that he cared…but those eyes, the minute the words had left the wolf's mouth blue eyes had widened with fear and disgust. This guy was creeping everyone out; InuYasha could even feel Souta shaking slightly as he peeked from behind the hanyou's back.

 

Suddenly, Kouga fell to one knee, grasping one of Kagome's hands in his for the second time that day. Icy eyes locked with blue orbs as he flashed her a charming smile.

 

“My Lady, forgive my petty behavior, it was rather childish. I have come once again to request your lovely hand in marriage.”

 

Amber eyes broadened as claws buried themselves in flesh once again, drawing more crimson liquid. He didn't understand it, what was happening to him? Why was he jealous? Perhaps it was because she had her face and those eyes? He still felt connected to them, unwillingly drawn to the girl who rekindled a dying flame, sparking feelings, emotions, memories that were once thought to have long been dead.

 

“L-lord Kouga, I…” she stuttered, subtly trying to disengage her hand from his, “ I'm truly sorry, but please understand… I am not ready to marry yet.”

 

Kouga scowled as he spoke, “My Lady, I hope it is not too bold to question your reasons for rejecting me once again?”

 

Kagome shook her head; slightly tugging on her hand again, “I still need to care for my younger brother, my Lord.”

 

The ookami lord shot the hiding boy a dark look from the corner of his eye before standing, his grasp on Kagome's hand never waning. “Isn't he old enough to care for himself?”

 

“He's not yet eleven years. He still needs me.” Kagome reasoned, inwardly sighing at Kouga's persistence.

 

“Very well then, my Lady. I will wait as long as you need, you are worth every ounce of my time.” The demon smiled, kissing the back of her hand again for good measure.

 

“I bid you all farewell,” he haughtily stated, pinning InuYasha with another glare before retreating out the door towards his carriage.

 

Kagome quietly shut the door before leaning her forehead against it. Souta stepped out from behind InuYasha and walked up to his sister. Gently patting her back, he calmly spoke, “I'll finish the dishes, okay Kagome?”

 

She nodded her head half-heartedly as she brought her hand to her eyes and wiped hurriedly. “Thank you, Souta,” she whispered.

 

InuYasha's brows furrowed. Was she crying? Sniffing the air he caught the faintest hints of salt. Suddenly, almost naturally a feeling crept into the hanyou's heart. It was heavy, suffocating, and it was supposed to be dead. Compassion. The emotion plowed over him like a hoard of horses. A need, a small desire dug itself out of the thick walls he had erected and settled in his heart. He wanted to comfort her.

 

Somehow he couldn't leave anymore. His resolve had broken the moment her small hand had landed on his shoulder and she had called him a friend. He just couldn't abandon her now, even if his heart was painfully constricting. Even if it wasn't her Kagome he was seeing now…

 

“I'm sorry you had to see this, InuYasha.” She sniffled softly.

 

She had used his name…

 

“Please, don't let me keep you any longer.” Kagome turned; large eyes were now red and slightly puffy. She looked so worn out, betrayed, scared… at that moment, InuYasha felt hot tears sting the corners of his eyes, his breathing becoming labored. That look, those eyes, her tear-stained face…

 

`Kikyou…'

 

`No… baka, Kagome…'

 

He awkwardly padded over to the broken girl, blinking vigorously to clear away the remnants of ghostly tears. Glassy, cobalt orbs latched onto fiery, molten eyes as a shaky, clawed hand pulled the raven-haired girl into a warm embrace.

 

Kagome's eyes squeezed shut as she wrapped her hands around his waist instinctively, crystal tears burning liquid paths down her cheeks, falling onto a red clad chest.

 

“I ain't going anywhere, wench…” He softly spoke.

 

`Baka…'

 

 

A/N: Well, here's another chapter for you. A bit longer than usual, no? Hmm… as I said before, it is a short story. Well, at least my version of a short story. I'm not really sure what that entails, though… Ok, enough rambling. Read and Review! Thanks!

-Samsara