InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ phases ❯ Phases ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Theladyviking 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.21.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 319 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.21.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 319 | Status: Work In Progress
Ch.1
The Memories That Haunt Us
'It's so quiet.' She thought as she wandered in weakly. Her room, her sanctuary...her home and it was quiet and...lonely. She preferred the loudness, the crassness of battle when everything was so muddled and confused never leaving any room for a mind to wander, least you make a fatal and final mistake.
She was content when she was fighting it was the quiet, the solitude of her room that bothered her most. That was when her memories yelled and screamed demanding presidence above all other thought. Opening the shoji to look out on the gardens she prepared to let the memories leak through her carefully constructed barriers, barriers only let down in the safety of her own space. Every hurt, heartache and regret, every smile, every hug, every laugh...every touch. Slowly they flooded her mind pushing away everything else bringing with them the memories of the face she longed for most, but hoped with every passing day to forget all together.
"Inuyasha." She muttered as she turned away to sit slowly on her futon. Working slowly and patiently to let down her hair she looked out towards the night sky. "Black." she let out a small sigh 'I have never stopped loving you Inuyasha. Why? why did you have to break my heart?' leaning over to grab her comb she slowly eased it through her long hair. The night of the new moon. It came every month, haunting her, reminding her most of what she had lost. Despite the ever-present danger she used to treasure these moonless nights, knowing Inuyasha would be close to her, but now every dark night for nine long years had tortured her. It had been nine years since she had lived, loved and fought alongside her beloved hanyou. Nine years since she shared her innermost secrets with her "sister" and laughed at one very 'hands on' monk.' Nine years since seeing her family... She had no room to complain though, she had after all done this to herself...well not entirely.
She knew in her heart that the moment he had made that damned wish, had made that life changing...heartbreaking decision that nothing would ever be the same even if she had chosen to had finished the battle and completed the jewel, now was their time to "live" but that was never to become. His warped sense of self-worth was what cost all of them the lives they thought they would live afterward. A life lived together as friends with a bond only forged through heartache and determination. As the years passed she had realized how much of a fairytale she was living in and how regardless of Inuyasha's choice they would never really be able to live "that life". Although she longed to see them again she couldn't really feel depressed about the situation, after all she still wrote to her beloved friends, well all but one, and often enjoyed a visit from her 'musuko' and a letter or two updating her on the lives Miroku and Sango had forged for themselves. Knowing they were happy was enough.
"Onna, Onna Kagome may I enter?" She made quick work of throwing on a delicately decorated robe before heading to the shoji. "yes, what is it Kina?" Kagome turned and motioned for the slender young lady to enter. Most would have considered the girl plain even in this time but Kagome could see the beauty that lied beneath those freckles and dark brown eyes. " I have some letteres for you, from your friends I believe..." Eyeing the young lady as she trailed off Kagome urged her to continue "And?"
"I also have another one from Kinjo-sama."
She now knew why Kina had been so hesitant in delivering the latter part of the message. Kinjo Takeshi, a soft-spoken but incredibly skilled samurai, had been persistent in his pursuit of her and she had no intentions of taking up a relationship with anyone. On more than one occasion Kagome had told him why she could not and would not oblige to his simple requests " My heart belongs to a man who is no longer here, Kinjo. I am sorry but I can not give it away to another." His response had always been the same a soft almost sad smile and a promise that he would one day be the one to heal her heart.
She knew he believed her heart had been broken when her love somehow tragically passed, perhaps even in battle leaving an empty and scarred heart in his wake and although it was true the "man" she had given her heart to was technically no longer here, it was most certainly far from the 'truth' and she was content to let him believe that, Rather than knowing a surly hanyou with a colossal attitude problem had completely obliterated the pieces of her heart. 'Ugh living in the feudal era has turned me into such a drama queen.'
"Thank you, Kina. I don't have any letters to send out this time, why don't you relax? Have some tea or perhaps, join a certain young man at the inn?" Kagome offered the last with a grin handing Kina a small money pouch. "Thank you so much Onna Kagome!" She bowed and quickly turned to leave the room with a girlish giggle stopping short and turning back to face her "Welcome back, Kagome." Kagome nodded with a happy smile. "Thank you, Kina. I'm happy to be back."
Kagome lead her sore body to her plush futon thankful that sleep would be quick in taking her tonight. Heavy lids fought halfheartedly to stay open as she layed down. Turning her head towards the moonless night she whispered "Goodnight...Inuyasha." with a soft smile she snuggled deeper into the covers. She was content to let her body go in the soft current of sleep.
"Kagome!" I could barely register his voice as Naraku forced his tentacle further into my body. Tears streamed down my face as it registered that unlike Inuyasha I would not recover from a wound this severe. "Naraku!" Turning my head slowly I watched as his eyes, those beautiful golden eyes, bled red. 'No, Inuyasha not for me please...stay in control.' The edges of consciousness began to fade to a fuzzy grey as my blood continued to spill on to the ground below. I Knew that standing any longer would be out of the question as my legs grew weak and cold. Gripping on to the tentacle with two shaky hands. I felt myself fall to my knees only vaguely noticing as my right came down hard on a ragged rock.
I wished for relief hoping to fall completely to the ground but the offending object in my side had kept me upright. 'Inuyasha...I...I'm sorry.' My thoughts were of him, of dying and never knowing if they would succeed. 'Never telling him...' It didn't take long for me to lose my battle with unconsciousness. As one by one all my senses began to fade I could only pray that they would be ok. He would be ok.
"No!" I woke suddenly as the ground shook and the tentacle began to vibrate within me. I watched as Inuyasha was thrown back after attempting to break down Naraku's barrier. "Oh look, Inuyasha, your precious little miko awakes. I wonder how much pain she's in...how long she has before her frail little body gives out" Inuyasha growled viciously as his eyes wandered to me. I knew he was losing the battle with his beast. "Don't listen to him, wench. I promise I'll get you out of this." At this Naraku threw his head back laughing viciously.
"Foolish Hanyou. You really think you can help her? It seems to me you are constantly making promises you can't keep half-breed! Look at your beloved mikos. One is dead because of you, the other, trying to protect your precious Kikyo, will not be long in joining her. All because you are too weak. You were too weak to protect them, Inuyasha!" I grit my teeth remembering the death of Kikyo and what would ultimately lead to mine. Inuyasha and the others had managed to bring Naraku to the ground as hit after hit slowly drained his stamina. I watched as Kikyo made her way behind Naraku slowly steadying an arrow only to cath the glint in Naraku's eyes. "Kikyo, no!" I screamed with all my might, hoping to warn her of the oncoming attack. 'I can't let her die. Inuyasha would lose himself.' Running as fast as I could I rushed towards her hoping I would be fast enough to push her to safety.
'He had let me get so close to her' jerking violently as my body flew back with the force of being ran through. Watching in horror as he ran through Kikyo's heart...I remember watching as the color faded from her. "I'm so sorry Inuyasha...I tried..."
"Don't you fucking blame yourself, Kagome! This was my fault!" His words resonated in my mind as I watched to exchange between the two hanyou. 'He blames himself...'
"Well asshole, since I'm so damn weak why don't we try something...a little different." The way he had said those words terrified me. Not just because the gruffness of his demon's voice, but the meaning behind them. 'Please Inuyasha don't do anything stupid.' I watched in horror as he discreetly pulled the whole jewel from his haori. Our eyes locked, his searching...begging for forgiveness for what he was going to do. He didn't care that the wish could turn him into a mindless, bloodthirsty version of himself or even if it killed him. He was just determined to take Naraku down with him.
"NO!" my heart broke as I watched my hanyou...my Inuyasha disappear into a brilliant explosion of light. Vision blurred with tears I turned to the one who drove inuyasha to this. My body burned with an immense anger, a pure advantage of his momentary shock I grabbed hold of the cold appendage. Tightening my grip as my body began to spark and buzz with pure energy. "Naraku!" I watched as his eyes grew wide, realizing only too late what a mistake he had made. There was so much in that moment I had wanted to say, to scream at him as he burned but all I could think of was Inuyasha was gone and he was the one to blame. Grinning with morbid satisfaction I watched as his body sizzled as my power ran through his body.
I cried out as my body slowly failed me 'NO! just a little longer. I can't go...I'm not done.' Darkness fought to reclaim me as my body weakened from blood loss. Only a tiny portion of my remaining consciousness registered the loss of Naraku's tentacle as my body slumped to the ground. With my last bit of strength I opened my eyes as I watched the remaining bits of Naraku burn and blow away with the wind. 'It's over...'
"Kagome..."
Sunlight streamed through the paper screens as consciousness regained its hold on her gently coaxing her back to the world of the living. The dreams came almost every night and she was convinced the Kami were punishing her for some wrong she had committed, perhaps in a previous life. Forced to relive the worst night of her life every night. 'lucky me. Rid the world of pure evil and this is how you're repayed. Nice, real nice,'
Pulling herself from the covers she prepared for another long day of boring meetings and heated arguments in a room full of pure machismo. Every samurai trying to out-man the other. ' I have a feeling Inuyasha would have thrived on this.' Snorting at the thought she rushed to dress and fix her hair. She found it easier to function in a room full of men if she reminded them that there was indeed a lady present, granted she could swear and cuss with the best of them, she had her "future" upbringing to thank for that but Kagome was never one to go at it for no reason unlike her male counterparts.
Fully dressed she took in a slow calming breath and opened her shoji. Ten years she had spent in the feudal era, one spent in search of pieces of the jewel and Naraku, traveling with a most unusual group until the day their journey ended with the defeat of Naraku. The next nine years were spent away from her beloved friends after enduring yet another heartbreak in the form of a now very ordinary well. Determined to do something with the life she had been given and even more determined to run from the painful memories that small village held. She had found herself in the company of a well-loved Daimyo to the west after inadvertently saving his most precious daughter's life.
The Lord was convinced the strange young woman was sent from the kami and offered her a home as a proper lady. Quickly assuming the role of an older sister to the young hime and looking to the Lord as a father figure she was quick to agree. Kagome of course had grown restless with being a 'proper lady' and soon after requested a position in the Daimyo's army. After a reluctant agreement she began training hard and quickly excelling. She was no longer that 'weak human girl'. She had grown into a very capable warrior and earned the title of Onna Bugeisha. A title which she wore proudly. Never missing a battle and always, always in the forefront. She didn't want to be that girl anymore, she didn't want to have someone else protect her. She didn't want to be the cause of another's death.
Opening her shoji she gracefully slid from her room and started down the hallway. Tonight they all would learn if their Daimyo had indeed acquired reinforcements. This "little squirmish" had started as a few random feuds over land which quickly lead to all out war as villages from the east continued pushing forward taking land whenever possible. It had soon been discovered that an enigmatic Daimyo to the east had ordered the attacks in hopes of completely taking the western lands for himself. Not long after, they discovered more than just soldiers on the battlefields. This mysterious Lord had created an army of men and youkai, leaving their armies defeated and hopeless. This was no longer just Their problem.
Apart from recruiting youkai themselves, there was very little they could do. 'There is no way we could hope to win, when our 'army' of farmers know so little of fighting let alone facing youkai.' Pushing away all thoughts of battle she headed to the kitchen in search of breakfast. She would leave the tactical decisions to the big shots. Mind cleared of thoughts of war she hurried down the hall as she caught a familiar sent 'A steaming bowl of okayu sounds much more enticing anyways!'
Author's note y'all!
WARNING!
This is my very first fanfiction and by no means do I consider myself a "writer" I really just did this for fun (not to mention my absurd obsession with these two lovely characters.)
Please go easy on me. I am sure my grammar is horrible. I seriously haven't written anything since those college classes I took my senior year of highschool (and its been awhile). Once again sorry for the poor grammar, but hey! At least I can spell fairly well :P
Hope y'all enjoy! Reviews (and flames) are welcome, just don't get too mean. I do have feelings ya' know!
The Memories That Haunt Us
'It's so quiet.' She thought as she wandered in weakly. Her room, her sanctuary...her home and it was quiet and...lonely. She preferred the loudness, the crassness of battle when everything was so muddled and confused never leaving any room for a mind to wander, least you make a fatal and final mistake.
She was content when she was fighting it was the quiet, the solitude of her room that bothered her most. That was when her memories yelled and screamed demanding presidence above all other thought. Opening the shoji to look out on the gardens she prepared to let the memories leak through her carefully constructed barriers, barriers only let down in the safety of her own space. Every hurt, heartache and regret, every smile, every hug, every laugh...every touch. Slowly they flooded her mind pushing away everything else bringing with them the memories of the face she longed for most, but hoped with every passing day to forget all together.
"Inuyasha." She muttered as she turned away to sit slowly on her futon. Working slowly and patiently to let down her hair she looked out towards the night sky. "Black." she let out a small sigh 'I have never stopped loving you Inuyasha. Why? why did you have to break my heart?' leaning over to grab her comb she slowly eased it through her long hair. The night of the new moon. It came every month, haunting her, reminding her most of what she had lost. Despite the ever-present danger she used to treasure these moonless nights, knowing Inuyasha would be close to her, but now every dark night for nine long years had tortured her. It had been nine years since she had lived, loved and fought alongside her beloved hanyou. Nine years since she shared her innermost secrets with her "sister" and laughed at one very 'hands on' monk.' Nine years since seeing her family... She had no room to complain though, she had after all done this to herself...well not entirely.
She knew in her heart that the moment he had made that damned wish, had made that life changing...heartbreaking decision that nothing would ever be the same even if she had chosen to had finished the battle and completed the jewel, now was their time to "live" but that was never to become. His warped sense of self-worth was what cost all of them the lives they thought they would live afterward. A life lived together as friends with a bond only forged through heartache and determination. As the years passed she had realized how much of a fairytale she was living in and how regardless of Inuyasha's choice they would never really be able to live "that life". Although she longed to see them again she couldn't really feel depressed about the situation, after all she still wrote to her beloved friends, well all but one, and often enjoyed a visit from her 'musuko' and a letter or two updating her on the lives Miroku and Sango had forged for themselves. Knowing they were happy was enough.
"Onna, Onna Kagome may I enter?" She made quick work of throwing on a delicately decorated robe before heading to the shoji. "yes, what is it Kina?" Kagome turned and motioned for the slender young lady to enter. Most would have considered the girl plain even in this time but Kagome could see the beauty that lied beneath those freckles and dark brown eyes. " I have some letteres for you, from your friends I believe..." Eyeing the young lady as she trailed off Kagome urged her to continue "And?"
"I also have another one from Kinjo-sama."
She now knew why Kina had been so hesitant in delivering the latter part of the message. Kinjo Takeshi, a soft-spoken but incredibly skilled samurai, had been persistent in his pursuit of her and she had no intentions of taking up a relationship with anyone. On more than one occasion Kagome had told him why she could not and would not oblige to his simple requests " My heart belongs to a man who is no longer here, Kinjo. I am sorry but I can not give it away to another." His response had always been the same a soft almost sad smile and a promise that he would one day be the one to heal her heart.
She knew he believed her heart had been broken when her love somehow tragically passed, perhaps even in battle leaving an empty and scarred heart in his wake and although it was true the "man" she had given her heart to was technically no longer here, it was most certainly far from the 'truth' and she was content to let him believe that, Rather than knowing a surly hanyou with a colossal attitude problem had completely obliterated the pieces of her heart. 'Ugh living in the feudal era has turned me into such a drama queen.'
"Thank you, Kina. I don't have any letters to send out this time, why don't you relax? Have some tea or perhaps, join a certain young man at the inn?" Kagome offered the last with a grin handing Kina a small money pouch. "Thank you so much Onna Kagome!" She bowed and quickly turned to leave the room with a girlish giggle stopping short and turning back to face her "Welcome back, Kagome." Kagome nodded with a happy smile. "Thank you, Kina. I'm happy to be back."
Kagome lead her sore body to her plush futon thankful that sleep would be quick in taking her tonight. Heavy lids fought halfheartedly to stay open as she layed down. Turning her head towards the moonless night she whispered "Goodnight...Inuyasha." with a soft smile she snuggled deeper into the covers. She was content to let her body go in the soft current of sleep.
"Kagome!" I could barely register his voice as Naraku forced his tentacle further into my body. Tears streamed down my face as it registered that unlike Inuyasha I would not recover from a wound this severe. "Naraku!" Turning my head slowly I watched as his eyes, those beautiful golden eyes, bled red. 'No, Inuyasha not for me please...stay in control.' The edges of consciousness began to fade to a fuzzy grey as my blood continued to spill on to the ground below. I Knew that standing any longer would be out of the question as my legs grew weak and cold. Gripping on to the tentacle with two shaky hands. I felt myself fall to my knees only vaguely noticing as my right came down hard on a ragged rock.
I wished for relief hoping to fall completely to the ground but the offending object in my side had kept me upright. 'Inuyasha...I...I'm sorry.' My thoughts were of him, of dying and never knowing if they would succeed. 'Never telling him...' It didn't take long for me to lose my battle with unconsciousness. As one by one all my senses began to fade I could only pray that they would be ok. He would be ok.
"No!" I woke suddenly as the ground shook and the tentacle began to vibrate within me. I watched as Inuyasha was thrown back after attempting to break down Naraku's barrier. "Oh look, Inuyasha, your precious little miko awakes. I wonder how much pain she's in...how long she has before her frail little body gives out" Inuyasha growled viciously as his eyes wandered to me. I knew he was losing the battle with his beast. "Don't listen to him, wench. I promise I'll get you out of this." At this Naraku threw his head back laughing viciously.
"Foolish Hanyou. You really think you can help her? It seems to me you are constantly making promises you can't keep half-breed! Look at your beloved mikos. One is dead because of you, the other, trying to protect your precious Kikyo, will not be long in joining her. All because you are too weak. You were too weak to protect them, Inuyasha!" I grit my teeth remembering the death of Kikyo and what would ultimately lead to mine. Inuyasha and the others had managed to bring Naraku to the ground as hit after hit slowly drained his stamina. I watched as Kikyo made her way behind Naraku slowly steadying an arrow only to cath the glint in Naraku's eyes. "Kikyo, no!" I screamed with all my might, hoping to warn her of the oncoming attack. 'I can't let her die. Inuyasha would lose himself.' Running as fast as I could I rushed towards her hoping I would be fast enough to push her to safety.
'He had let me get so close to her' jerking violently as my body flew back with the force of being ran through. Watching in horror as he ran through Kikyo's heart...I remember watching as the color faded from her. "I'm so sorry Inuyasha...I tried..."
"Don't you fucking blame yourself, Kagome! This was my fault!" His words resonated in my mind as I watched to exchange between the two hanyou. 'He blames himself...'
"Well asshole, since I'm so damn weak why don't we try something...a little different." The way he had said those words terrified me. Not just because the gruffness of his demon's voice, but the meaning behind them. 'Please Inuyasha don't do anything stupid.' I watched in horror as he discreetly pulled the whole jewel from his haori. Our eyes locked, his searching...begging for forgiveness for what he was going to do. He didn't care that the wish could turn him into a mindless, bloodthirsty version of himself or even if it killed him. He was just determined to take Naraku down with him.
"NO!" my heart broke as I watched my hanyou...my Inuyasha disappear into a brilliant explosion of light. Vision blurred with tears I turned to the one who drove inuyasha to this. My body burned with an immense anger, a pure advantage of his momentary shock I grabbed hold of the cold appendage. Tightening my grip as my body began to spark and buzz with pure energy. "Naraku!" I watched as his eyes grew wide, realizing only too late what a mistake he had made. There was so much in that moment I had wanted to say, to scream at him as he burned but all I could think of was Inuyasha was gone and he was the one to blame. Grinning with morbid satisfaction I watched as his body sizzled as my power ran through his body.
I cried out as my body slowly failed me 'NO! just a little longer. I can't go...I'm not done.' Darkness fought to reclaim me as my body weakened from blood loss. Only a tiny portion of my remaining consciousness registered the loss of Naraku's tentacle as my body slumped to the ground. With my last bit of strength I opened my eyes as I watched the remaining bits of Naraku burn and blow away with the wind. 'It's over...'
"Kagome..."
Sunlight streamed through the paper screens as consciousness regained its hold on her gently coaxing her back to the world of the living. The dreams came almost every night and she was convinced the Kami were punishing her for some wrong she had committed, perhaps in a previous life. Forced to relive the worst night of her life every night. 'lucky me. Rid the world of pure evil and this is how you're repayed. Nice, real nice,'
Pulling herself from the covers she prepared for another long day of boring meetings and heated arguments in a room full of pure machismo. Every samurai trying to out-man the other. ' I have a feeling Inuyasha would have thrived on this.' Snorting at the thought she rushed to dress and fix her hair. She found it easier to function in a room full of men if she reminded them that there was indeed a lady present, granted she could swear and cuss with the best of them, she had her "future" upbringing to thank for that but Kagome was never one to go at it for no reason unlike her male counterparts.
Fully dressed she took in a slow calming breath and opened her shoji. Ten years she had spent in the feudal era, one spent in search of pieces of the jewel and Naraku, traveling with a most unusual group until the day their journey ended with the defeat of Naraku. The next nine years were spent away from her beloved friends after enduring yet another heartbreak in the form of a now very ordinary well. Determined to do something with the life she had been given and even more determined to run from the painful memories that small village held. She had found herself in the company of a well-loved Daimyo to the west after inadvertently saving his most precious daughter's life.
The Lord was convinced the strange young woman was sent from the kami and offered her a home as a proper lady. Quickly assuming the role of an older sister to the young hime and looking to the Lord as a father figure she was quick to agree. Kagome of course had grown restless with being a 'proper lady' and soon after requested a position in the Daimyo's army. After a reluctant agreement she began training hard and quickly excelling. She was no longer that 'weak human girl'. She had grown into a very capable warrior and earned the title of Onna Bugeisha. A title which she wore proudly. Never missing a battle and always, always in the forefront. She didn't want to be that girl anymore, she didn't want to have someone else protect her. She didn't want to be the cause of another's death.
Opening her shoji she gracefully slid from her room and started down the hallway. Tonight they all would learn if their Daimyo had indeed acquired reinforcements. This "little squirmish" had started as a few random feuds over land which quickly lead to all out war as villages from the east continued pushing forward taking land whenever possible. It had soon been discovered that an enigmatic Daimyo to the east had ordered the attacks in hopes of completely taking the western lands for himself. Not long after, they discovered more than just soldiers on the battlefields. This mysterious Lord had created an army of men and youkai, leaving their armies defeated and hopeless. This was no longer just Their problem.
Apart from recruiting youkai themselves, there was very little they could do. 'There is no way we could hope to win, when our 'army' of farmers know so little of fighting let alone facing youkai.' Pushing away all thoughts of battle she headed to the kitchen in search of breakfast. She would leave the tactical decisions to the big shots. Mind cleared of thoughts of war she hurried down the hall as she caught a familiar sent 'A steaming bowl of okayu sounds much more enticing anyways!'
Author's note y'all!
WARNING!
This is my very first fanfiction and by no means do I consider myself a "writer" I really just did this for fun (not to mention my absurd obsession with these two lovely characters.)
Please go easy on me. I am sure my grammar is horrible. I seriously haven't written anything since those college classes I took my senior year of highschool (and its been awhile). Once again sorry for the poor grammar, but hey! At least I can spell fairly well :P
Hope y'all enjoy! Reviews (and flames) are welcome, just don't get too mean. I do have feelings ya' know!