InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Once Upon A Nightmare ❯ Trouble ( Chapter 2 )

Once Upon a Nightmare

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Rated for language and mature themes.

 

A/N: I cannot tell you guys just how absolutely upset I am at this laptop! I just finished typing this chapter up and my computer destroys it!!! So, this is everything that I could remember. Thank you again for your support! Anyways, enjoy reading this chapter. Characters are OOC but lots of fluff and comedy!!! Rated for language and mature themes for later chapters.

 

Chapter 2- Trouble

 

The sun was rising as Kagome slightly lifted herself up on the extended bed. Pain shuddered throughout her entire body ending at her wounded side. She collapsed on her back with a husky breath. Someone was just in the room with her. She could tell since a warmth covered part of her arm. Shutting her eyes from the brightening sun, she turned to her left side and felt a pain wrack throughout her body. Who knew how long she stayed in place, but the pain slowly dissipated. Still dressed in her journey clothes, she weakly examined her wound. She jerked back suddenly as a pain stabbed deep within her, stilling her movement. Forcing her eyes open, she heard the door creak open, but didn't turn her head to see. Succumbing to the blank darkness, with little effort, her eyes shut.

 

Inuyasha paced the elongated corridor outside his bedroom door. Why was he so agitated over this human girl? She definitely looked a lot like Kikyo, but while carrying her home to his father's kingdom, he realized she definitely had a different scent. It was so… captivating. She was not Kikyo he told himself over and over again, but the striking resemblance had crazy thoughts run through his mind. Running a hand through his silvery mane, he heard a soft click. The doctor exited the door in silence as if trying to escape. Inuyasha keh-ed. Stupid human. Thinks he can run away from me? He smirked. Catching up to the doctor, Inuyasha blocked his way. As expected, the doctor's face turned pale as he cowered and tried to explain himself.

 

“My Lord, Prince Inuyasha-sama,” the doctor addressed, while Inuyasha crossed his arms to stare at the cornered doctor, he continued, “Please forgive me your highness, I did not see you.” Inuyasha knew he was lying, but waited to see how long the fool could continue his excuses. “Reporting to you about the young lady's health,” the doctor pulled out his paper looking over the details, “I'm afraid she won't make it through the afternoon sir. The wound to her side was just too deep for me to heal. It's been infected to the core, I don't have medicines great enough, perhaps if we-” Inuyasha punched the wall. Stupid doctors. They couldn't do anything right, yet he couldn't understand why he was so angry at the doctor's failure.

 

Inuyasha watched as the frightened doctor ran down the hall towards the staircase, papers and bag flying in the air. It was expected. People always ran away from him when they saw his eyes, his ears, his fangs and his claws despite the fact he was their prince. He punched the wall again to calm himself.

 

Walking towards his door, he knocked quietly to see if she was awake. There was no answer. Perhaps she was sleeping. He thought about knocking again, but stopped mid way towards the door. What am I doing? Inuyasha scratched the back of his head. Why did I bring her to my room? He paced again until he could find an answer to his question. It's because she…she was hurt. Yes. That's what it was. He slapped himself in the head denying everything he had thought. He couldn't find an intelligent answer since he only wanted to be around her when she awoke to see if she was really Kikyo. This is stupid. This is my own room. He quit his pacing and stopped in front of the door. Swallowing a lump in his throat, he entered.

 

Softly shutting the door behind him, he turned around to find that she was still unconscious. If what the doctor said was right, she wasn't going to make it. He could smell death everywhere as he scrunched his nose. Inuyasha's ears perked up with her irregular breathing. Walking towards the bed, he could see her hand grasp her side in pain as blood covered her hand. Her other hand was fisted tightly around the bed sheets. She was breathing harder and harder as cold sweat dripped from her brow. A tear dripped from her eye causing him to step back. He couldn't stand women who cried, even if they were crying from physical pain. Listening for her heart beat, he could barely find her pulse. It was faint but it was still there. Inuyasha continued to observe her. The white smooth skin underneath the dirt, her red pinkish chapped lips half open as air entered and exited, and her long straight raven colored hair which stuck to her drenched skin.

 

He sat down next to her, his hand suddenly reaching for her face. Flinching, he stood and faced his back towards her. What was he doing? He inwardly cursed. It's what you desire. A voice echoed in his head. Inuyasha snapped his head up until he heard a low chuckle come from above. It laughed again. Must I do everything for your sake? It questioned. Annoyed, Inuyasha shouted, Who the fuck are you? It was silent for a moment before the voice came back. I'd not shout if I were you. You'd wake our mate. A blush crept up his face before the voice continued. You are a disgrace. I live within you. I know your deepest wishes. I know everything about you. This girl, she is ours.Let me show you. Inuyasha felt a deep pulse come from his heart. His mind was being taken over as his eyes blanked. Feeling his body move involuntarily, he couldn't control what was going to happen.

 

Kagome felt something cool and wet caress her wounded side but her eyes refused to open. She was unsure of how long ago she'd felt the slickness cover her body since she'd known only pain since her journey. Her shirt was being lifted higher until the lower halves of her breasts were exposed to the cool air. She shivered. At the same time the soft wetness at her wounded side stopped as something thin but warm was placed to cover her torso. She then felt it again. Warm and gentle licks delving deeper into her would as if healing it instantly. She moaned in pleasure getting a growl from below her. Suddenly, a rough but tender hand reached higher until it placed itself on one of her breasts. Her heart beat louder as the hand rubbed her gently above simultaneously with the licks. Kagome breathed stronger, her body feeling stronger and lighter. Her consciousness, feeling the danger, constantly tried to wake her until finally, Kagome opened her eyes. The licks stopped as she used her elbows to support her weight.

 

She no longer felt pain on her side. Adjusting her eye sight to the bright sunlight, she noticed that the silver haired man straddled her legs, shirtless with one arm to support him and the other… in a spot her mother said only lovers could touch. She shouted.

 

Inuyasha quickly clutched his ears to stop the annoying squeak. His pupils returned to him as he surveyed what was happening. The last thing he remembered was someone talking to him and now, he could taste something sweet within his mouth. Wiping his lips with his arm, he noticed that he was no longer wearing his shirt. He sat up straighter. What was happening? He then heard a trembling voice. Looking straight ahead of him the girl clutched his haori close to her as she sat on her knees, her butt resting on her calves, but her eyes weren't filled with fright or anger, it was more of shock and confusion.

 

His mind was still hazy as she sat motionless. He was only a couple inches away as their eyes met one another. He didn't breath, he couldn't. He gazed into her chocolate eyes that slowly melted his heart of iron. Within a moment, he noticed that color had filled her face again. Her heart beat stronger and her lips… even more tantalizing than before, as if inviting him to taste. This was the first time he'd ever desired something so much. Leaning closer to her he wanted to…

 

Kagome turned her head away and scooted back away from the man. She didn't even know him, but something about his eyes destroyed the barrier she put around herself when it came to men. She didn't know what would have happened if she didn't move. Feeling her wound, it was completely gone. She was shocked at how rapidly it disappeared. Pulling off the haori, she lifted her shirt to examine it. She saw only smooth skin and some sticky residue, saliva. No traces of blood or wound. Forgetting some else in the room, she pulled her shirt down and puffed her cheeks in embarrassment.

 

Inuyasha's blush deepened. He kept imagining what could have happened if she didn't turn away. Then, when she lifted her shirt, only a little higher and he'd see her rounded mounds. He sighed inwardly. I've been hanging around Miroku too long. He thought. By the way, where is that fool?

 

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Miroku sneezed. Someone must be talking about me. He continued his walk down the familiar corridors. In his palm, he held the pinkish orb and sighed. Problems were on their way and he knew it well. He had just finished his report with the King, Inuyasha's father, and now he was in deeper thought. Who exactly was this girl?

 

Miroku arrived at the castle gate gasping for air. Darn that Inuyasha who abandoned him. Rushing towards the king's quarters, Miroku stopped to think about how he would approach the problem. Without a second thought, he would just tell the truth. After all, the king was the almighty demon lord. He would know if he was lying.

 

The king was seated on his high chair listening to the duke of south complain about this and what not. He wasn't paying the least attention yet he was still their great king. The king looked at one of the guards with eyes saying “Get this man out or I will have your job!” Getting the hint, the guard automatically escorted the duke out. The king sighed. I wonder if anything interesting will happen today. He was about to leave his seat until Miroku entered. He sat back down. Anything Miroku brought was always interesting.

 

“Young Lord Miroku, what brings you here today?” Miroku was on one knee with his head down, but slowly brought it up.

 

“I will report what Prince Inuyasha and I discovered today in the forest.” Miroku looked seriously at the king. Immediately, the king bade the guards leave from the room for a more private conversation. Miroku continued. “As I was saying my lord, we found something that resembles what lady Kikyo once had. It is the Shikon no Tama.” Reaching into his inner pocket, Miroku dropped the fragile half blooded ball into the king's hand. King Inu Tashio could not believe what he was seeing.

 

“Where did you find this?” The king questioned, wiping the dry blood off the little orb, his nose twitching. It had a scent that he noticed this morning when Inuyasha came by requesting for a doctor.

 

“Your majesty, I'm not sure myself, but a young human maiden was present. She destroyed a centipede demon with purification powers, much stronger than Lady Kikyo did sire,” Miroku stated. The king rolled the little ball in between his fingers.

 

“Human?” King Inu Tashio blurted in surprise. Rarely were humans found wandering alone in the demon territories. “Who is this young maiden you speak of?” The king asked impatiently.

 

“I haven't a slightest clue whom she is, but I certainly will find out, but your majesty, she resembles Lady Kikyo very much. Perhaps she is the one to unify our countries my lord.” Miroku said the last part quietly as the king handed the pink orb back to him. The king thought deeply.

 

“Thank you for your report. In the meantime I will have someone fetch Lady Kaedae for verification. Please return the orb to the young maiden,” the king slumped in his chair. He only hoped that Inuyasha wouldn't do anything rash. Miroku bowed down and was about to leave when the king interrupted.

 

“Miroku, wait! Please keep an eye out for Inuyasha and later, have him bring the young maiden for lunch. You are always welcome to join.” Miroku bowed once again and left the room. King Inu Tashio sighed. As he expected, Miroku never failed to surprise him. Sitting alone finally, Inu Tashio grinned as a random thought came across his mind. Oh, my two sons, which one of you will bear me my first grandchild? I'm getting too old. Looking out the window, he saw his smiling wife among flowers. Her purple hair glistened in the morning sunlight as her blues eyes shined brightly. She turned her head in his direction and made a smile that caused his soul to soar in the sky. He returned that smile while getting up to tell his wife of lunch. This afternoon was going to be… memorable.

 

Miroku stopped at Inuyasha's door. He knocked a couple of times but there was no answer. He sighed. Perhaps they were no longer there. About to turn around and search for them, he decided to at least check. Inuyasha never locked his bedroom door. After all, whoever dared to enter only asked for their death. Gripping the knob, he gave the door a big thrust.

 

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Inuyasha was digging through his closet looking for something presentable to wear. A couple minutes ago, he had a maid bring an outfit for the human girl who was now changing in his washroom. He had never been so picky about his attire, but for some reason, he felt a need to wear something appealing. Picking out a white shirt and his red outer haori, he went to his bed and waited for her to finish in the bathroom. He put both arms comfortably behind his head and stared at the ceiling for a while. His eyes felt droopy and something sweet radiated from the other side of the bathroom door. He turned to his side not taking his eye off that door. He wondered what she was doing, but his eyes suddenly seemed harder to keep open. When he thought about it, he hadn't slept for almost a day now, maybe, just maybe he'd take a short nap. After all, that scent was so alluring.

 

Kagome sat in the wash room with the beautiful green dress the maid had brought. It stopped right before the ground while the upper part was designed in a low cut way, the sleeves halfway on her bicep. Her back was exposed with a long fabric crisscrossed intricately. It was simple, but beautiful as if it was customized for her. Tracing her fingers around the golden embroidery below the breast line, she couldn't stop thinking about the other man only a door away.

 

He had been so rude during their first encounter, then she found him nearly on top of her with his hands in a place unthinkable, he didn't apologize at all, but he called a maid to fetch her something to wear while she slipped into the bathroom. An image kept replaying in her mind, his golden eyes. They tempted her to do things she normally wouldn't do. With a deep sigh, she'd forget about it and would relax.

 

Taking her time in the tub the maid had so kindly prepared, she scrubbed the day's dirt off of her. She could see her pearly skin again as her hair glowed its natural color. She felt where her mortal wound had once been but could not figure out how it had healed so fast. She then thought about how his warm tongue slid all over it. Forgetting such embarrassing moments, she quickly slipped the dress on. Letting her hair fall down her back, she cracked the door open enough to see if anyone was around. It was quiet. Opening the door wider, someone snored softly on the center of the bed; it was that silver haired man.

 

Silently, she sauntered to where he slept. Just as she remembered, he had a handsome face. Whether sleeping or awake, she couldn't help but stare. His lips were parted slightly as his chest moved in an even motion. She slowly crawled on the bed when her eyes caught note of his cute little ears that dangled in his mess of hair. Careful not to wake him, she gently grabbed one ear and rubbed it. His breath stopped, maybe she woke him up, but he continued to snore. She worried about getting caught but it was so soft she couldn't help but grab the other ear and rub them together. She smiled; never in her life had she felt something so smooth between her fingers.

 

Inuyasha had been aware of her presence the moment she opened the door. Pretending to snore, he hadn't thought of her coming up on the bed. What was she going to do? Take advantage of him? Wanting to see what she was up to, he remained silent and sleeping. He could feel that she stopped moving. Perhaps he would get up and scare her now, but he was curious. After all, they almost… He stopped breathing for a moment. Caught off guard, she grabbed his ears with her tiny hands. No one touched his ears like that before. Trying not to blow his cover, he snored, but he couldn't help wanting his ears to be touched more... thoroughly. Before he knew it, she was rubbing both of them in a motion that made him want to growl. He couldn't stop himself from this feeling, yet if it continued, he'd end up violating a pure soul.

 

Inuyasha opened his eyes suddenly and captured her gaze. They stared at each other neither breaking eye contact. Kagome didn't move, couldn't move. But her hands retracted to her side. His right hand started to reach for her until it cupped one of her cheeks capturing some of her moist hair between his fingers. She remained still, his eyes telling her not to leave.

 

He wasn't sure what was happening but he needed a taste, something to stop the longing thirst to devour all of her. He lifted himself up, propped on one elbow as his nose brushed against hers. Kagome didn't breath. She didn't even know the stranger yet she yearned for him in a strange way. She shut her eyes as his lips were a thread away. They were in a completely in a non-existent world.

 

As if to ruin the moment, someone barged into the room. In shock, Kagome toppled on top of Inuyasha, her upper teeth scraping the inside of his mouth as his fang nipped the corner of her lip causing a little bit of blood to spill. For a brief moment, their tongues glided next to one another until Kagome pushed him away, biting down the injury on her lip. Inuyasha was completely on his back as he watched her scramble off the bed. For now, he was satisfied with such a rough kiss. With a smirk, he watched the flustered girl pull her hair back and try to straighten any loose ends.

 

Miroku cleared his throat. Apparently he had been intruding on their love making session. Oh was Inuyasha going to explain himself to Miroku tonight. Miroku grinned as he stepped out of the room and knocked again. Angrily, Inuyasha opened the door, Kagome not far behind.

 

“What do you want monk?” Inuyasha crossed his arms impatiently as he leaned against the door.

 

“Actually, your father requested for you and the young maiden…” Miroku stared a Kagome not knowing her name hoping she'd get the hint. Luckily she did.

 

“Princ—” she cut herself off. She couldn't afford reveal her identity yet. “Kagome. My name is Kagome,” she answered.

 

“Yes, your father would like you,” pointing to Inuyasha, “and lady Kagome,” he grabbed her hand and was so close to kissing it before Inuyasha slapped it away. Miroku grumbled. “Like I was saying, your father wants to see the both of you at lunch later today.” Unexpectedly, Inuyasha shoved the monk out of the way and stomped down the hall.

 

“Inuyasha! Where do you think you're going?” Miroku shouted.

 

“To get some air!!!” Inuyasha paused before saying, “Don't do anything perverted while I'm gone!”

 

Kagome watched the whole scene before her, but one word kept ringing in her head.

 

`Inuyasha,' she mumbled to herself. She heard the monk mumble curse under his breath as he scratched the back of his head. He began shouting in the direction where Inuyasha had left while she went unnoticed. Using this time to escape, she slowly backed away from the monk and ran quickly down the opposite hall. She couldn't waste time here anymore. She needed to find her brother.

 

Miroku panted. He knew Inuyasha wouldn't comply with his father's wishes. The whole kingdom knew of how much hatred Inuyasha and his elder brother, future king, Sesshoumaru had for one another. Whether at parties or the three most important meals of the day, those two brothers always brought a fight. Today's lunch would turn into a battle field. Oh well. Miroku grinned. At least he would have the pleasure of spending the morning with the young lady.

 

“Now that Inuyasha is gone, why don't we go have a cup of tea lady Kagome?” There was no answer. He turned around to find only an empty room. “Lady Kagome?”

 

Miroku sighed. It was hard enough to keep track of Inuyasha, now he'd have to take care of another. He decided to drink tea by himself and perhaps search for the two trouble makers. Heading towards the kitchen, a guard stopped him abruptly.

 

“Are you Young Lord Miroku?” the guard was hesitant.

 

“It depends on what news you bring. Perhaps I am, perhaps I'm not,” Miroku started to walk away.

 

The demon guard chuckled. “It is as the His Majesty Inu Tashio says. Lord Miroku makes many sarcastic remarks,” he cleared his throat, “The King requests your help. It seems a solider from the human territory was found lurking around the demon castle. This solider requests to talk to the human-demon diplomat, that would be you Young Lord Miroku.”

 

Clearly understanding, Miroku headed to the main office. A solider from the human territory? Something's happened.

 

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She stopped to catch her breath. Hopefully that monk didn't follow her. Finding herself outdoors, she came across a lush garden full of flowers. Each one was planted with care since they bloomed with equality. A smile formed from her lips.

 

Following the trail, she came in contact with things she'd never seen before from her kingdom. Little critters ran around freely along her feet, some even stopping to rub against her feet. She couldn't help but let out a gleeful laughter. With no one aware of her status, she could freely do things she couldn't before. No more etiquette classes and no more ball room dances. Running towards the forest, she saw a light sparkling ahead. With each step, she was getting closer and closer. Pulling back the large branch, she stumbled causing her to roll down a small hill.

 

Rubbing the back of her head, she looked up to see a tree bigger than any before. In the center, there was a spot that rubbed off the bark as if someone slept there for ages. Climbing the overgrown root, she felt its smoothness. Her finger suddenly came across a small hole where a small weapon must have pierced. She instantly pulled her finger out when she felt a prick. Something sharp was still in there, but a feeling of sadness overwhelmed her. She gagged nearly falling off as her bloodied finger marked the tree.

 

Taking a deep breath, she stepped down from the root. A tear involuntarily slid from her eye. Using her back hand, she wiped it away, but continued to stare at the tree. She admired its beauty and strength in every way, but behind it all, the tree was weeping. Kagome fell to her knees and wept with it. She could feel its spirit crying out, wishing for someone to hear. Kagome could hear, she could feel. She wanted to heal its missing part.

 

Time passed quickly and lunch came.

 

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Inuyasha ran to the dining hall. It was almost lunch time. Ever since he'd left Miroku and Kagome, he'd been hiding on the castle roof passing the time. Sniffing the air, he noticed Kagome's stale scent. She wasn't in the kingdom anymore. He scratched his ear but flinched. She touched them with her innocent hands. Why?

 

Feeling the need share his confusion, he searched for Miroku. Where is that bugger? It wasn't long until his thought found him. The office door opened up as Miroku exited, a slap mark on his face. Inuyasha smirked catching the attention of the monk.

 

“Inuyasha, just the person I was looking for,” Miroku put an arm around Inuyasha's shoulder and dragged him down the hall until there were no people. Inuyasha pushed him away.

 

“You sick pervert, as if that person in the room wasn't enough to slap you, you come up on me?”

 

Miroku apologized sincerely.

 

“Never in my life my friend. I don't swing that way,” getting that straight in Inuyasha's mind, he began to speak again, “Do you know about what's happening in the human territory?”

 

“No. And I don't give a damn.” Inuyasha walked away not hearing Miroku follow.

 

“Oh, but you should,” the monk said, “After all, you could be charged for kidnap!” This got Inuyasha's attention.

 

“Kidnap? Who, their princess?” Inuyasha's laugh echoed down the corridor. Apparently this was one funny joke. Miroku felt so sorry for his friend.

 

“Exactly, Princess Kagome Higurashi of the human kingdom was reported missing two days ago.” Inuyasha stopped. Somehow, the situation didn't seem so funny anymore.

 

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