InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Reign of Spiders ❯ I Will Save You ( Chapter 7 )

Author’s note: Hey guys sorry it took me so long (well compared to my pervious update record I’m not doing too bad right? ) Anyways here you go Hope you all like.

Disclaimer: Needless to say if you think I actually own Inuyasha or any of the characters from it you are seriously in need of psychiatric help.

Chapter 7: I Will Save You

The surprised shriek cut through the clam air of the temple. Miroku just smiled as he continued what he had been saying to the girl before her cry, not even pausing in his speech as his fingers caressed the girl’s bottom before him. “So you’re father was a farmer, that is a very respectable job…”

The brunette clenched her fist as her eye brow ticked in irritation. This monk was driving her crazy! The way he was further dishonoring them then they already were to be dishonored had her blood boiling. She was nearing the end of her patience. She honestly wondered if she was the only one that was getting mad at the infernal monk. If that was the case she then had to question where these girls had lost their pride and sense of self worth? Growling as yet another startled cry cut into her thoughts. This man with his kind words was by far worse than any youkai was! Just then she felt a had on her behind and not even thinking twice she shrieked before twisting around and slamming her right fist into his jaw, “Hentai!” she looked down on him her eyes an inferno of rage. Miroku looked at her with a large amount of respect and a bit of fear as he swore he could see fire dancing around her enraged form.

Holding a hand to his throbbing cheek, he decided it was time to ‘put the girls away’ before making a decision with all the information he had collected. Standing up he smiled at all the girls before ushering the girls toward another room to wait in, but when Sango came forward he shook his head and he gestured for her to wait in a room all of her own across the hall. All the other girls looked on as she walked over to her solitary quarters with as much dignity as she could muster, at least the jerk hadn’t tried to grope her again…yet.

After making sure all the girls were locked up in the rooms Miroku headed for the room he used as an office. Sitting down before the low table Miroku rested his face in his left hand drumming the right ones fingers as he thought it over. Who should he send? The two “damaged goods” were definitely out, but out of the remaining four? He mentally went over each one.

Keiko she was shy, and kind of reserved, basically a traditional girl. Her hair was a very odd color for a human it was a very soft shade of brown, so light one might even say it had a golden sheen to it. Her body was petite and she was kind of small but she was firm. Miroku sighed she reminded him of the kind of girl that unfortunately would be the one that needed to be saved from her fate or eaten by the beast in the stories he had been told as a child. Thus she was a possible candidate.

Shizuka was a little too quiet to such an extreme that it would be too annoying to deal with, Naraku would never like dealing with her.

Hinariku was very bitter, but she was obviously grassed by the Kami with her voluminous breast size. She may have a bit of a rough personality but she might also do nicely.

Finally his mind turned to the last actual candidate to send to Naraku, Midori. She seemed to want nothing to do with him and his pleasantries so it was hard to get an idea of who she was and if she would be a good candidate, or not, oh sure she was a beauty, black hair that fell down her back like a river, with dark eyes that shown like stars when the light hit. But still he couldn’t get a good feel for her so he discounted her.

Working between his last two candidates he finally sighed discussed with himself, He hated to be the one to decide but finally settled on Hinariku. To be honest he would have preferred to send Yukiko but she was a ‘damaged good’ due to the scar on her arm so he had to pick from the rest. It was a pity because she was the one that was the most devoid of life out of all of them, but Hinariku was a good second choice.

He sighed with a small nod, yes she would do nicely, now he would have to go retrieve the girls and hand them over- his cheek stung a little interrupting his thoughts. The girl, the one girl he had not even considered in his selection popped into his head, what was the intoxicating beauty’s name again? Oh yes, Sango… a smile played across his lips as he thought of her. She had spunk and she was just so alive… he looked up thoughtfully, when was the last time he had seen anyone so alive? His mind was coming up blank. He was just grateful that Sango was automatically ruled out of being a candidate for Naraku because of the scar on her back. His gaze darkened once more however, as another thought surfaced in his mind, either way she was still to be executed. His hand ceased it’s tapping and clenched into a tight fist, leaving his knuckles pale white. A knot formed in his stomach as a wave of nausea swept through him. He brought both hands up to his face and looked at them with his minds eye, seeing all the blood that was covering them, the spider tattoo was still eerily visible even under the imagined blood. Mocking him. Reminding him of the crimes he had committed. He shook his head trying to convince himself that those girls were already dead inside so he really was innocent, this line of thinking usually calmed him down but then he saw it. Sango… she stood there before him, the fire of life crackled in her eyes threatening and promising to swallow him all at once. Leaning closer he fleeting thought that if he was devoured by her flame that he truly might live again instead of simply existing. That thought snapped to a halt when the fiery eyes turned accusing and her sweet mouth opened in a silent cry of agony as her blood flowed from her. Her blood rushed up to him and began to cling to his hands. The whole world spun, he was disgusted and desperately wished for his stomach to relinquish its hold on the food inside of it, if only to rid himself of her blood.

Opening his eyes he panted drawing great gulps of air. He knew it was wrong to only be concerned with one girl’s welfare but he justified it as that she was truly still alive and unbroken. Feeling his resolve solidify inside of him, he headed out toward the room Sang was waiting in, he’d let her go even if it meant his own life, he’d at least see to it that her light would not be extinguished…

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/O.O\

Hojou smiled at Kagome as he closed the secret door behind him. “Well Higarashi, what do you think?” he asked with a shy smile. His father had given him instructions after Inuyasha entered to talk with the elders to take Kagome here and get her some clothes to wear besides that god awful garment she sported now and to simply ‘talk’ with her and let her ‘rest’. In order to help her he had been given a package of tea to prepare for her.

Kagome looked around the room curiously, it was a very nice room, there were little areas carved out in the earth for necessities to be kept in, a table and chairs were fashioned out of some rocks, a fire pit sat in the center of the room already lit casting its flickering light on to the pair. “This is wonderful Hojou-kun but is it really ok that we are here?” she shot him a nervous look.

Hojou smiled kindly at her and pointed to a screen fashioned from leaves and bamboo off to the side. “There is a change of clothes for you behind that…”

Flashing him a grateful smile she walked over to it in order to get into something not Inuyasha’s. Her eyes darkened in anger as his name came up in her mind. He was so going to get a piece of her mind later; of all the arrogant, controlling idiots in the world she was sure Inuyasha was the worst!

Hojou smiled to himself as he set a kettle of water on the fire thus lowering the visibility in the cave further and causing the shadows on the walls to dance darker and become far more menacing than before. The fire cracking, the shift of material as Kagome changed behind the screen, and the soft scuff of steps in the dirt floor filled the cavern as Hojou approached the screen.

Kagome folded Inuyash’s hori and picked up the brown raggedy dress that had been left for her. She was just about to slip it on, when the screen was jerked back and she was roughly pulled against a warm hard chest, a heart beat thundered under her ear,
“Hojou- what are yo-“ a warm hand was instantly over her mouth. His features set with cold determination mixed with a flash of nervous energy shining in his eyes. Her own eyes widened what was he doing?

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/O.O\

Sango fidgeted with her obi, disgusted with herself. She was demon slayer and yet here she was not only captured but awaiting her death sentence, who would deal the finishing blow? She clenched her fist tightly, her entire slouched frame tense with a mix of frustration, anger, and hopelessness. How could she die now leaving her loved ones univenged? A few tears priced the back of her eyes but before she could even let one fall she felt a presence behind her moments before a hand caressed her behind.

The anger back in full force she whipped around and slapped the pervert. “How did you get in here?” she demanded, her eyes raring with outraged furry at both the monk for his audacity and herself for failing to notice him sooner.

Miroku held his red cheek cradled in his hand letting out a sigh of ecstasy, before regarding her with his dark oceans. His gaze was so heated Sango distantly wondered if the amethyst from his eyes would evaporate away.

“I couldn’t be seen coming here, so I came in through that.” He pointed at an opening in the wall that hadn’t been there earlier.

“A secret passagewa-“ she cut herself off her own shocked musings as the mental image of him using the secret passage to ravish the occupying maidens in secret made an angry flush rise to her cheeks, “you henta-“ she started to shot when his hand clamped over her mouth.

“Shhh” he soothed “I’m trying to save you, now you can either follow me to the exit or wait with the others to die the choice is yours.”

Sango hesitated he looked sincere but he was a traitor to their kind working for Naraku… what if the monk took her to Naraku himself? Was she herself the sacrifice? And if not this monk had been very forward not to mention perverted would he himself ravish and kill her? She looked at him mentally debating the issue.

Miroku watched quietly in avid interest as he saw the wheels turning in her head. Would she trust him? He hoped so if not then perhaps he had misjudged her. The only reason he was doing this was to save the first truly living person he had ever met.

Sighing she knew what her answer was even as his amethyst eyes focused on her face. “Lead the way Hoshi.” She figured she might as well take the chance, if he was a liar at least Naraku would be short one priest before she died.

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/O.O\

Inuyasha raced out of the room and snarled when he saw that Kagome really wasn’t where he left her. True he could smell it but he was unrealistically hoping that his senses were playing a trick on him. He tentatively sniffed the air seeking her sent, using his mind and feeling for his link to her. He had to find her quick before those pricks that she claimed as friends took advantage of her. There was no way in hell he’d let that happen. He didn’t care if the Bitch hated him afterwards she was getting out of there with him the moment he found her. And if they had harmed or touched her in anyway heaven help them, for he certainly wouldn’t. Finding the direction she had been taken he shot off toward it. His hand clenching as he smelled the stench of her ‘good friend’ hobo in the same vicinity. ‘Just wait for me Kagome!’

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/O.O\

Sango just couldn’t believe her eyes. The damn monk had actually kept his word and here she was looking out the back door at a chance at freedom. “There you are my lady.” Miroku bowed gallantly to the waist his left arm cradled across his chest in an elegant fashion.

She gazed at him speechless for the moment. Turning to him she breathed a heart felt “Thank you” to him before sliding the door open and bolting out side running as fast as she could toward the woods. Turning back around he headed back to the front of the temple to go turn over the other girls to Naraku’s convoy. Rushing down the corridors he sent a small prayer to the Kami for the girl’s protection. However he realized too late that he should have also prayed for himself. There standing with the five remaining girls stood Goshinki. His eyes widened momentarily as he realized how bad this was.

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/O.O\

Kagome looked at Hojou with shock in her eyes. ‘What on earth is going on?’ she thought as she started to try and pull out of his grasp again. Still he refused to let her go so she did the only thing she could, she bit the hand he still held over her mouth. “Now what do you think you are doing!” she demanded finally managing to push the startled boy away from her as he cradled his injured hand.

“Higarashi I-“ he started to try and explain his eyes reflecting his hurt at her attack.

The fact that she literally was wearing nothing at the moment hit her, so quickly she snatched the gown she had dropped when he had grabbed her she covered herself with the worn fabric. Shooting daggers at him with her eyes she cut off his answer with a snap, “Save it! I’m going to get dressed then you better have a good explanation!”

He almost cowered in the face of her temper, she didn’t display this side of her often especially not to him but when she did he wondered if even the youkai in the outer world would tremble before her wrath. However he honestly could not back down right this second, it could very well mean Higurashi’s life! So taking a deep breath he called out to her failing to hide the nervous tremble in his voice, “Higarashi, wait. Th-theres- a”

Kagome was just pulling the screen back to change when he called to her again, the fact his voice shook caused her to wonder how he could be the strongest warrior in the village if he was so frightened simply by her anger. Perhaps she was being too hard on him? After all this wasn’t Inuyasha, however why wouldn’t he give her a second to just get dressed! Snapping her head in his direction she sent him a cold glower. Hojou felt his blood freeze as all of her ire slammed into him again when her eyes locked with his.

“There’s a—“ he had to say it, “Snake!” For a long moment she just stared at him trying to understand what he had said. Of all the excuses that was the last thing she had expected to hear, but then the word and all its ramifications finally clicked in her head. Looking over her shoulder at the ground nervously she quickly searched for the threat.

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/O.O\

The purple youkai smirked from where he stood, “running a little late monk?” he demanded with a dark chuckle.

Miroku nodded, “yes I was taking a walk and I-”

Goshinki shook his head laughing a bit more before a dark smirk settled on his face, “All lies.” His eyes locked on Miroku a dangerous aura emulating off of him. “Do you forget who you’re dealing with monk?” he demanded

Miroku swallowed hard, ‘he knew… of course Goshinki knew… but that means-Sango!’

The malice filled smile widened showing off Goshinki’s two rows of razor sharp teeth, “She’ll be caught soon, and once she is I’ll kill you both.”

Miroku didn’t have time to think didn’t have time to breathe the only thought in his mind was that he absolutely could not allow that girl to die! She was the first living human he had met and he’d be damned if he let her go just for her to die alone! He rushed out of the room to go find her out side of the compound.

Goshinki shrugged there was no need to go after him, the thunder brothers were out there gathering the girl they would simply dispose of the monk along with her. He turned to the line of remaining girls behind him. At least he knew which one was to go to his boss. Grabbing the chain that linked all of them together he tugged, “Move it!” turning back to look at their expressions as his next words sank in he called back, “we mustn’t keep the men waiting…”

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/O.O\