InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Scars That Won't Fade ❯ Back in the Closet ( Chapter 4 )

Alright so I've been thinking it over...and I officially think...are you still here? `Cuz this is serious...alright...I can do this...I think...somebody stole my chocolate bar!!!! *sobs* How could they do such a thing?! Now I'm caffeine-deprived...--_--;;

The show must go on!!

Here's the next chapter!! (Although I really should be working on my other fics..¬_¬)

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Scars That Won't Fade

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Chapter 4:Back in the Closet

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He gathered her into his arms, as they jumped down. She held onto his neck, as the wind rushed past her face. She felt truly happy, for the first time in a long while. Since her father had come back, she had been filled with fear and grief, but for those few moments, and here on forward, she knew she would never have reason to fear again.

Landing on the ground with a soft thud, he lowered her to ground. He held onto her hand as she balanced on one foot over to the edge of the well. Sitting down on the rim, so blew out air in exhaustion. Her ankle was still slightly swollen. She watched as InuYasha bent down infront of her, and took her ankle into his lap, maneuvering it gently, as if it would break.

She watched with both confusion and fascination as he studied it from different angles, before abruptly bringing a finger to a specific spot and pressed hard. She yelped from pain and shot him a dirty look.

"That hurt!"

He mumbled something and poked again in a different area. Again, she cried out in protest and glared at him, but he seemed oblivious.

"Take your hand and press on the spot that hurts the most." he instructed. She raised an eyebrow, but agreed and carefully pushed until she couldn't stand the pain anymore. Her leg stiffened as she bit her lip until the pain receded, and she relaxed.

"Hmm..." he said knowingly, looking at her foot, "I think you just sprained it, though pretty badly. Probably shouldn't walk on it for a day or two. Where does it hurt again?"

She poked the tender spot, biting her lip. She closed her eyes until the pain left, then opened them again to look at him.

"And that hurts?"

She nodded once more.

"Then don't do it!"

She face faulted. "You mean I was poking it just so you could make fun of me?!"

A smirk graced his features, but when he responded he was serious. "It really is sprained though. You shouldn't walk on it."

She rolled her eyes, as they came to rest on the ground beside the well. She found a number of small pebbles lining the well's base, and a smirk crossed her face. She carefully picked one up, making sure he didn't see, and hid it in her fist, right before he looked up from her ankle.

"We should probably head back to the village," he said, as he turned his back to her, heading into the forest.

She chucked the pebble at him, and it hit him square in the middle of the back of his head. He froze where he was walking, and Kagome picked up a few more rounds of ammo, not forgetting to hide the evidence.

He turned slowly to face her. "Did you do that?" He tried to look serious, but she couldn't miss the small upwards twitching of the corners of his mouth. She beamed at him.

"Do what, Inu-chan?"

He blushed at the nickname, and only walked towards her. He stopped when he was right infront of her, leaning over her due to the fact that he was standing.

"If you're smart," he started, "You won't do that again." He smiled and walked away once more, only to find another pebble contact the back of his head.

Kagome snorted behind her hand, but immediately stopped when he turned to look at her, although it was very poorly hidden.

"Ok, that's it."

She saw him begin to run at her, and she squeaked, dodging out of the way just in time, as he flew over the well to the over side. She chucked another pebble at him, and it hit him on the shoulder. She noticed that this time he saw her. Oh well, it's not like she exactly denied it before. She threw another at him, and he dodged it, coming back at her. She dodged again at the last second.

"Not fair," she whined, "I'm injured. You have the advantage!"

"Yeah, well, you started it!" he smirked.

She took the opportunity to throw another well-aimed pebble at him, hitting him square in the center of his forehead. He stood there dumbstruck. She watched with wide eyes as the pebble unglued itself from his forehead and fell to the ground between them. As soon as it landed in the grass, she bent over, clutching her stomach. Fits of laughter escaped her as she tried to remain standing. She kept laughing, not caring if he caught her. The look on his face that time had just been too priceless.

She gasped for air, and only looked up when she heard the rustling of grass. She froze, as InuYasha ran straight towards her. She screamed in laughter as he tackled her, both of them falling to the ground, rolling in the long grasses.

Kagome ended on top, and her head fell onto his chest as she laughed. Her whole body shook with laughter. She had never had so much fun! Who knew InuYasha could be playful. Playful...hmm...

She slowly lifted her head, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She met his, and saw laughter radiating in his own, though quickly disappearing when he saw the look in her own. She smiled at him sexily as he sweatdropped. He didn't reject her, and she inwardly leaped for joy. She slid up him a bit so her mouth could reach his ears. She raised her hand to one, and slowly rubbed it between her index finger and thumb. He shivered beneath her and she smirked.

"You know what I think..." she whispered into his ear, as her finger rubbed the base firmly.

"I think..."

He purred lightly under her touch and she fought to keep the façade up.

"That..."

Her breath tickled his ears and he shivered beneath her once again.

"You've got your mind in the gutter!" She jumped up and ran; rather limped; away as fast as she could, while she still had the chance. She stole a look back at him, to see him sitting up, his face turning a very pretty shade of red.

She began laughing as she ran, not watching where, as long as she was far enough away to stand a fighting chance. She didn't notice the well closing in on her, as she watched behind her.

He jumped to his feet and charged after her, and she screamed, before laughing again, still running. He was a few feet away, when she turned to find that she was about to bump into the well's edge.

Her eyes widened, and she tried to stop, but it was too late. She bumped into the rim and lost her footing. Her only foot remaining on solid ground twisted under the weight shift, so her back was now heading into the well first. Her hands opened to grab something, but only grasped at air as she fell backwards into the darkness.

She closed her eyes and braced herself for impact, only to find that she was warping through time yet again. She sighed and sweatdropped. Oh, dur...

She readied herself to stand, when she froze halfway. Her eyes widened as she realized just exactly where she was. She was back in the present now, and the only way to get back to Feudal Japan was to climb out, then jump back in again. But...what if he was waiting there for her?

She slowly, silently, sat back down on the ground, barely daring to breathe. She sat there for seconds, then a minute, and still no sounds. She began to hold her breathe, and blow it out in deeper, more lengthy counts. Her heart was beating so fast that she thought it might give away her location.

She huddled there, in the corner, unaware of the presence beside her. That is, until someone placed a hand on her shoulder. She cried out at the touch, afraid to see who it might be. She winced away from the touch, and the person seemed to back off. But a second later, she was pulled into a tight embrace. Finally opening her eyes, she saw silver and red. Her vision became clouded with tears as she hugged him back.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were him...I'm so...sorry," she whispered, tears falling down her face.

He said nothing, only held her in a silent understanding as she cried on his shoulder. He pulled back, and she felt a twinge of regret at the loss of warmth, but she followed his lead as he helped her stand. He picked her up, and was about to jump when she shook her head.

"What if he's there?" she asked, her voice quiet and shaky.

"I won't let him hurt you," he replied with sincerity.

She smiled in thanks. Wait a sec...

"Why did you come through?"

He remained quiet, as if searching for an answer...like a lost puppy. She snickered at the thought.

"I thought maybe you hit your head or something at the bottom...yeah...Feh."

She smiled, and he jumped out of the well, landing on the ground above. Gently lowering her onto her feet, he helped her up the stairs of the small house. When she got to the door, she turned to face him.

"I'm only getting some supplies. He might not be here, maybe he's at work or out for the day. But still, we have to be quiet." She stressed the last word, and he nodded solemnly.

She cautiously slid open the door, much like the way she did the previous night, bringing haunting memories back. She brushed them off, one shaky hand on the door, the other moving nervously at her side. She touched the door, and went to open it, but her hands were too shaky to get a good grip. She pulled the hand back to her chest and tried to catch her breath.

She felt InuYasha reach for her hand and hold it in his own. She smiled gratefully as she intertwined their fingers in silent reassurance. Reaching back for the door again, she opened it slowly, without any sound. The yard looked so different today. So bright and safe, welcoming and warm. So unlike the settings of yesterday. She slowly peeked her head out of the doorway, looking left and right, then left and right again, before opening the door fully and placing a small foot into the open. She froze, foot halfway out the door, and when nothing happened, she stepped out further, until she was eventually out of the wellhouse completely.

She felt InuYasha tense, smell the ear, ears alert for any movement or visitor. She said another silent prayer. A small smile, barely noticeable, graced her lips as she closed the well door behind them. Taking a deep breath, she turned around to find that he wasn't standing there, the one she called father.

She began to cross the yard, slowly and cautiously, eyes darting from place to place. She reached the front door, and went up to it slowly. She was about to go in, when InuYasha placed a hand on her shoulder. She nodded gratefully, as he stepped up, preparing to go in first, just in case. He opened the door soundlessly, as he walked inside, leaving her to stand feeling vulnerable on the front doorstep. He returned a minute later, and motioned that it was safe for her to come in. She walked into the house, and closed and locked the door behind her.

Making her way into the kitchen, she saw that it was empty, although clean; just like her mother. She smiled sadly as she looked around the room, searching for possibly supplies. Her eyes rested on a new piece of paper on the fridge. She could've sworn it hadn't been there before...

Walking over to it, she removed the magnet holding it in place, and stuck it back on the fridge as she lifted the paper into her hands. She almost wanted to puke. She closed her eyes and let out a long sigh. She sensed InuYasha walk up behind her, as she placed the paper back on the fridge, holding it in place with the magnet.

"What is it?" he asked, watching her movements.

She lowered her head and shook it sadly. "It's his work schedule. That means he'll definitely be staying her for awhile." She smacked the paper with the back of her hand as emphasis, as she stomped upstairs, all thoughts of being quiet flying out the window. She heard InuYasha behind her ask if they should maybe take the volume down a notch.

"It doesn't matter right now, he's at work until about five. Er, until much later." she added, upon seeing the quizzical look on his face.

He nodded and followed her upstairs. She went into her room, and took out a big navy traveling bag, dropping it down on her bed. Walking over to her dresser, she began opening the drawers, throwing clothing after clothing onto the bed. When she was done, it looked almost completely empty. Oh well.

Walking over to the mass pile on her bed, she began folding it, unaware of InuYasha sitting on her bed, simply watching. She placed the folded items into her bag, leaving a fair amount of space. She had been saving this bag for emergencies. She walked into the bathroom, coming out after about a minute, carrying a new first aid kit and some bandages, along with other medicines that InuYasha wouldn't recognize. Placing them in her bag, she organized them in a way that would take up the least space possible.

She placed her hands on her hips, and cocked her head to the side thoughtfully.

`Clothing? Check. Medical supplies? Check. Food? Uh...food!'

She zipped the top closed, and pulled the two straps to the top. Grabbing them firmly in her hand, she hauled the straps over her shoulder, and heaved, only to find that she couldn't lift it at all. She sweatdropped and sighed, as the bag remained on the bed. She felt it being lifted off her shoulders, and looked to see InuYasha picking it up with ease. She smirked at him, before smiling.

"Arigatou. Let's get some food!"

She headed down the stairs, leading the way to the kitchen. She opened the cupboards and grabbed instant food stuffs, not forgetting ramen. She instructed InuYasha to place her bag on the table and he did so. She walked over and placed the foods beside it, unzipping it, then beginning to pack them in alongside the medical supplies. She zipped it closed and dusted her hands off.

"Well...I think that'll do it! Let's see...am I forgetting anything?" she asked to no-one in particular, her finger tapping her chin in thought. Her stomach growled, and she blushed slightly. Needed to make breakfast...

She walked over to the cupboards once more, and pulled out a batter mix. Pouring some into a cup, she measured it and paused thoughtfully.

"InuYasha, would you like some?"

He looked at the powder in the bowl, obviously confused. "Some of what?"

She smiled, and added more whether he wanted it or not. In the end, he would probably want some anyway. She measured some water out in a separate container, crouching down so she was level with the water so she could read it accurately.

"They're called pancakes," she said, as she poured the water in, stirring the mixture until it became thick. "They're really good. You fry them, and then you eat them with syrup, butter, jam, whatever you like. I'll make you some to try." She placed a pan on the stove, turning it on. She took a paper towel and poured some oil in the pan, spreading it around. She glanced back to the table, to see InuYasha watch her every move, fascinated by their form of cooking.

She smiled as she turned back to the counter. Floating her hand above the pan, she mentally noted it was almost hot enough to use. She mixed the batter a few more times, before pouring it out onto the pan in circular shapes. They began to sizzle, bubbles coming up at the top, and she wiped the rest of the batter of the edge of the container, as she reached for a spatula.

The tantalizing aroma filled the kitchen, and her hunger came back with a start. Frowning slightly, she glared at the pancakes.

`Hurry up! Hurry up! I said hurry up, you little..!'

Her ranting was cut short when InuYasha walked up beside her, his eyes closed with his nose moving towards the pancakes.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't touch them yet! They're not even ready..." she trailed off. She wasn't sure if he could hear her or not. "Hello, earth to InuYasha." she waved her hand infront of him, snapped her fingers, etc., but nothing woke him up. She pushed him back a bit, and flipped the pancakes so they wouldn't burn. Standing infront of him she pulled her hands apart, and brought them back together abruptly, resulting in a loud clap.

His eyes opened and he teetered a bit. He looked around, and she only rolled her eyes as she went back to standing infront of the pancakes, monitoring them.

"I guess you're hungrier than you think," she commented, a small smile making its way onto her face.

"Feh," was his only reply as he went back to the table and sat down.

She took the first batch off the pan, and stacked them carefully in one corner of the plate. Pouring in another round, she went to the fridge and grabbed the syrup and jam. She set them on the table, and went back to the counter, picking up some butter and a spreader, placing them beside the syrup. She went back to the stove and flipped the pancakes, as the other side began to sizzle.

She put the spatula down on the counter, and lifted her hands to her face, rubbing her eyes gently. What a stressful week...Her eyes drifted shut, but she was awoken a few seconds later by the sizzle of the pancakes. Grabbing the spatula, she quickly spooned them off onto the plate before they burned. She sighed in relief when discovering they weren't, and put them on the plate. She eyed her supply, wondering if it would be enough.

`Ten pancakes...let's see, about four for me and six for InuYasha...oh well, can always make more.'

She turned the stove off, and moved the pan onto another element. She placed the pancakes on the table, and gave him a look that read "touch them and die". She walked over to the counter and opened a drawer, grabbing some utensils, before returning to the table.

She sat down across from him, and grabbed a pancake. She placed it on her plate, grabbing the butter and spreader, and proceeding to smear butter across her pancake. She took the syrup and squeezed it back and forth, forming a zigzag pattern. She handed the syrup to InuYasha, who looked at it before taking it and pouring some on his own. He licked some off his fingers, and his eyes widened.

Kagome suddenly got a very bad feeling. InuYasha + sugar=...Oh my God.

She sweatdropped. Too late now. May as well enjoy the pancakes. She cut off a piece and put it in her mouth.

`Oh this is sogood...beats instant ramen any day. Better not tell InuYasha that though...'

She looked up at the aforementioned hanyou, who was sitting across from her already grabbing another pancake. Then two. Then three. Then,

"Hey!" she said, grabbing some for herself. He glared at her dangerously, and she glared back, not afraid at all. "I made them, I get some too!" he snorted and pulled away his share. She look at her plate. She only got to grab two?! She wanted to cry...

There was one more pancake on the plate. It was between both of them, calling them. Her eyes darted from the pancake, to InuYasha, to the pancake again as he did the same. She looked him in the eye, as they both tensed to jump.

Then it came. They both moved towards the pancake, and then...

"Osuwari!"

He fell on the ground before he even got over the table's edge. She snickered as she grabbed the pancake. Hey, he got six, she deserved this one! He emerged from the edge of table, looking quite peeved. She pouted innocently, and he rolled his eyes, pulling his plate of pancakes back to himself protectively. She smiled, and began dressing her pancake.

They ate in silence, nothing really to talk about. It wasn't awkward, thought, to Kagome's relief. She had finished her pancakes, and InuYasha was on his last one, just beginning to get the hang of using the syrup bottle. He suddenly froze, and Kagome lifted her head off her hand, looking at him.

"What's-"

She was cut off as his hand went over her mouth. "Shh," he whispered urgently.

He picked her up into his arms in a second, and she held back a cry of protest. He opened the closet door, placing her inside. He locked eyes with her as he stood in the closet's entry.

"Whatever happens," he whispered, as he began manuevering coats to cover her, "Don't make a sound. But if he finds you, scream and I'll be right there." He stopped, satisfied with his job, and took her face in his hands.

"I won't let him hurt you."

Before she could say anything, the front door clicked open, and she gasped. He removed his hands from her face, left the closet, and was gone. He had left the door ajar, giving her a view of the kitchen where they had been sitting no more than a minute ago. The outline of a man in a dark suit came, and she stifled a cry, as he removed the coat. Her father was standing in the kitchen, and she was stuck in the closet...again.

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OH!! Cliffie! =D....

Sorry, I might not be able to update until next weekend...--.--

I'll try to update soon I promise!

Thanks to everyone who's supported me, and given me encouragement!

Luv Yaz!

*Moshi**