InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Raiden no Ai ❯ Physical and Emotional Pain ( Chapter 23 )

Kagome watched, wide eyed at what was about to happen. Hiten, and possibly Akina were going to die. The school girl was in a bind that desired a split-second decision.

Hiten had told her that he didn’t truly have feelings about Akina. He had made excuses that seemed valid for his actions. Things seemed to change quickly, though. Now Hiten was laying on the ground, the red essence flowing from the open wound in his chest. He was in Akina’s arms and not struggling against it. It was as if he had wanted it, as if his last request had been to be with Akina. The youkai looked so content in the arms of this girl. He had told her that his feelings were genuine, and his tears seemed to be real...This was so confusing!!

Kagome looked as if she had been struggling with her inner emotions. She had to hurry and make a decision, before she regretted it.

“Inuyasha Osuwari!”

Inuyasha felt a sudden tugging sensation from around his neck. His face lit up with surprise and it promptly collided with the hard, rocky ground below. Akina held Hiten’s body closer to her bosom and her grip tightened at the sudden thump of the hanyou’s “sit”.

“Ow!” Inuyasha screamed, rubbing his head with both hands. The Tetsusaiga lay on the ground beside of his feet. He turned sharply to Kagome and shouted.

“HEY, KAGOME!WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR!?”

“I’m sorry Inuyasha. I can’t let you kill him.” Kagome shouted back.

“What!?” The hanyou seemed angry. “Why the hell not!?!”

“I can’t let you kill him, Inuyasha.” Kagome argued. “He and this girl love each other. Can’t you see?”

“But Kagome...” Shippou started.

“But nothing Shippou. I won’t let him kill Hiten.”

Akina slowly opened one eye, still clutching Hiten’s wounded body close to her being. She slowly moved her red bangs out of the way and saw the hanyou, bending slowly over to pick up the Tetsusaiga, the very instrument that was almost her death.

“Huh?” The word escaped her mouth in a slight whisper.

Hiten still lay there in her arms. He was too weak to muster the strength to do anything else. The thunder youkai was in Akina’s arms, as pathetic as the situation may have been to him in the back of his mind, the majority of his mind was telling him to be happy. He could hear the muffled voices of Inuyasha, Kagome, and Shippou as they argued about what to do with he and Akina.

“But we need the jewel shards if I’m ever to turn into a full demon.” The hanyou still seemed to argue.

Hiten could feel small, warm, crystalline droplets hit his face, as if it were just beginning to rain. His body was numb from the incision and weak from blood loss. His crimson gaze befell the broken Rageki-jin that lay a few feet across from him. The dark haired man examined the weapon.

The blade was tattered and covered in blood, the blood of the hanyou. It was no longer shiny and lacked that new appearance that Akina had given it when she shone it for him before they departed. The blade was dull and lacked any vibrancy or life what-so-ever.

The handle had been severed in two, the wood was covered in dust, blood and knicks and scratches from the long battle. It lay there on the cold, hard earth, shattered in pieces. He could repair it...It wouldn't be like it used to, but that was a minor detail...He just wondered if he could restore his life like he was planning to restore the Rageki-jin.

He flinched at a sharp pain that had been emitted up his spine. He gazed back up to Akina, who had been crying since he had been struck with the Tetsusaiga. Inuyasha had been telling her not to cry. He seemed to be sort of frantic about it. The hanyou hated when women cried. If Hiten had been well enough, he would have told Inuyasha to back away from his Akina, but as for the present, he was trying to control his rapid breathing so he didn’t spill out as much blood.

The dark haired man seemed to be in a zombie-ish state of contemplation. He had been thinking of many things...How he wished that he should have told Akina that he loved her...He had almost said it, but Manten interrupted. Guess you never know how vital those few moments are until your staring death straight in the eye.

He wanted to kiss Akina’s tears away. The youkai desired to be with her, protecting her, not letting her go...His Akina...He had told Inuyasha that to love a woman would be foolish, if he lived by his own preaching's, wouldn’t that classify him as a fool?...Guess so. He had said no woman was worth dying for...But there was an exception...The exception that showed him that he wasn’t just a cold hearted bastard who was wonderfully evil, homicidal, woman abusing, arrogant youkai, but something much more. She had showed Hiten feelings that he had never even knew existed.

She showed him that he was kind by letting her live and allowing her to prove herself to him. He was compassionate, not just about battle, but in the way he cared for her. He was gentle, sure, things were rough a crude at first, but he eventually warmed up to her. She had also shown him that he was a sad and lonely individual deep down inside. He was misunderstood and very few people took the time to understand him besides Manten.

“Hmmmm....” Hiten let out a muffled noise before a darkness consumed him. The youkai could feel a black abyss take over his body, and those last words he heard before he went into a state of unconsciousness was......

“I love you, Hiten.” ~*~*~