InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Silence the Fairytale ❯ Reflections on the Cycle of Kagome ( Chapter 28 )

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Chapter Twenty Eight: Reflections on the Cycle of Kagome

 

 

 

 

 

“Hey, Inuyasha, look at this! It can be used as an antiseptic!” Kagome relayed to him about some random herb she had just only learned about from the Baba not but twenty seconds beforehand. Inuyasha grimaced and forced his smile, trying not to destroy her obvious excitement.

 

Sure, all of it had been cute at first.

 

Her running back and forth betwixt the two of them, showing off her new founded knowledge of some previously unknown plant that all seemed to have one thing in common.

 

Their magical healing powers of some ancient secret.

 

Or, so it seemed.

 

Inuyasha had figured she would get tired easily of returning to him, in his newly claimed tree, watching from afar.

 

Quite, quite far actually.

 

But no… no, she had not.

 

And certainly not within the four hours she had been doing this.

 

And he had figured at some point, the old hag would tire of the little game. Share some mutual worldly feelings of annoyance at Kagome's antics, as adorable and heartwarming and ever so tiring that they were, cease a halt to it and command some sort of undivided focus and attention.

 

Yet the Baba, apparently unaware of his misery, allowed the continuity of Kagome's play.

 

And it just wasn't in Inuyasha's heart to express any of his inherent agitation. It had been long, far too long since he had seen Kagome take anything with such childlike enthusiasm.

 

Considering this, Inuyasha tilted his head in thought toward Kagome's beaming face. She held up yet another flower like herb, surely one that could cure the common stomach complaint, or headache.

 

Or some other bodily ailment, Inuyasha was more than certain.

 

He supposed, reconsidering, it was untrue that she lacked that enthusiasm. Actually, she had an outlook on the world with natural curiosity.

 

…But not without a touch of caution.

 

And that was where Inuyasha's first assessment had been wrong.

 

The truth of the matter was, Inuyasha realized, it was the fact she had not shared that enthusiasm with another being besides himself in a long time.

 

Especially with another human.

 

And that was the difference.

 

And much to Inuyasha's disdain, he dually noted, the singular human being that managed to bring out the sunshine in Kagome's soul, dusting out the deep seeded and quiet prejudice the young woman had against humans and letting the light through was the old hag.

 

And at that thought, Inuyasha made a sour face as if he might have just licked his own ass like any ordinary dog.

 

The pun of that thought was not lost on him.

 

And here, as if on cue, she came gushing back toward him, enchanted by her miko training that had been occurring only but a week, holding out that puny little cure-all flower bud that would make all his worries go away like it were some sacred and oh-so-holy object that must be rejoiced in.

 

“Inuyasha, look! This one can help someone overcome a cold. And this one…”

 

Inuyasha rolled his eyes, expecting another common medicinal use.

 

“This one can be used as a poison! Though a lot of our ancestors once believed it could be used for visions. But many are afraid to use it because it can easily kill you.”

 

Inuyasha's ears perked up and he straightened his back against the tree.

 

“Really?” he asked, becoming truly intrigued for the first time in what seemed an eternity.

 

Kagome smile seemed to lighten up all the more at his sudden interest in what she was telling him.

 

“Yes! And this one,” she shoved a random plant practically under his nose, causing him to sway abruptly at its obtrusive odor, “is used as incense to the Gods in prayers for money and fortune.”

 

Inuyasha coughed and covered his nose with his haori sleeve, leaning away from the plant. “Yeah, I'm sure…”

 

Kagome, either choosing not to acknowledge his sarcasm, or not even aware of it, continued on, “And this one is used to help woman regulate their cycles so an unexpected pregnancy does not occur…”

 

Inuyasha blushed.

 

Sure, at first it had been cool.

 

Now, it had just become awkward.

 

…he preferred to be bored.

 

“Kagome-chan! Come now, leave Inuyasha-sama alone and come help me take the herbs down to the hut!” the Baba called to Kagome, who dutifully bade Inuyasha farewell and went off to the woman like a duckling.

 

Once more, Inuyasha had a sense that the woman could just sense his discomfort, but he blew it off with a well deserved, “Keh!”

 

It almost sickened him, how Kagome trod after the old woman so dutifully, so youthfully, and it was all the more enraging how beautiful he found her ever-blossoming happiness.

 

It made his teeth ache. It made him want to puke. It made him sneer and curse and whine and…

 

…and swoon.

 

And he hated to admit it, but when she was shining so brightly right in front of him to the point of him being blinded, it made his heart swell with joy.

 

And he could not contain it, no matter how angry he might try and make himself be.

 

No matter how much he tried to convince himself he was being put out.

 

Hell, the decision Kagome train here had been made without his consent.

 

And fuck, what was holding him here?

 

…Kagome, he knew, was the reason.

 

And just how long would he be forced to endure this human village? Villages he had tried to avoid for years until the now obnoxiously, wonderfully vivacious young Kagome came ninja-ing into his life?

 

To come out of nowhere, unexpectedly, uninvited, and be so wonderful enough as to trick him into falling in love with her?

 

And really.

 

Really, how dare she be so loveable…

 

The bitch.

 

So here he was, snarling to himself… happy as a little bird, twittering like a little idiot about to be caught unawares in the jaws of a cat.

 

That was this very scenario.

 

He knew.

 

It happened every time with him, and Kagome.

Things would be fine and dandy, and along comes the universe with one giant, smelly foot to crush him down into okonomiyaki.

And once the universe removed said smelly, giant foot, Kagome would come along and peel him off the ground and air him out like he might be clothing. And she would wear him and wrap him around her to the point of no escape.

 

And he wouldn't know differently.

 

No, he'd just be a happy pair of hakama that was worn by a beautiful girl.

 

A girl who was very much becoming a woman before his very eyes and he could not stop it, could not deny it no matter how much he might refuse it.

 

Some parts of his anatomy just did not seem to agree with him.

 

And this did not make him very happy.

 

It liked to point out just how nice those curves sloped, ever so delicately. And how slender she just happened to be.

 

And how there were now two very obvious bumps underneath her kimono shirt that had simply just not been there previously.

 

They grew, out of nowhere, like assassins in the night ready to come and claim his mind.

 

…come, turn him into some sort of oni.

 

The Oni of the Chest.

 

Inuyasha snorted.

 

And, worse of all, had him constantly arguing with himself.

 

Convinced of some sort of conspiracy involving the universe.

 

Who knew? Maybe the universe was really innocent all along.

 

…maybe he brought this whole mess down on himself.

 

But one thing battled that theory with an iron fist, with almost too much proof it was painful.

 

And he held it up, between two fingers.

 

The Shikon no Tama, the jewel of four souls.

 

And damned if the universe thought this was funny.

 

…because, it really wasn't.

 

…Really.

 

“Whatcha got there boy?”

 

Jolting harshly to the left, and tossing the jewel into the air in horrible shock, Inuyasha practically fell over from heart attack.

 

“What the flying fuck?!”

 

“I am aware that ducks to fly, sonny, but I sorely doubt it was a duck you just threw then.”

 

An old man, with a wobbly hand connected to a sort of makeshift cane and squinty eyes that had obviously bad vision was the source of Inuyasha's panic.

 

And how the Jiji had managed to sneak up on Inuyasha was beyond his comprehension.

 

“Who the hell are you?”

 

“I'm the village elder, Shinta,” the old man said warmly, and smacked his lips the way older generations tended to do. And this man, seemingly from a crypt somewhere far away, frail and bony as could be but would a vibrant voice and a loud attitude threw Inuyasha off guard.

 

“Keh,” was all he could think of to say defensively, wondering if perhaps he had gone crazy to the point of loosing all his hanyou senses. Reaching out with one hand, he reclaimed the jewel reluctantly; half tempted to leave it on the ground where it lay.

 

And feeling guilt, proof of his downright insanity, to leave it put for the simply fact of what retribution it would cause to the village.

 

A singular village kind enough to help Kagome, regardless that she be with a hanyou.

 

And Miko, who did not care she was mated to a hanyou, and lied about his orientation to the entire village she resided in.

 

And a simple old man making conversation to an obvious non-human in the middle of the afternoon as though they might be having tea in his hut and discussing the weather.

 

“Well, Inugami-sama, it was nice to be personally acquainted with you finally. Shinsei-sama tells me you are often in the forest. I hear that creatures such as yourself like to remain in nature. Is this not true?”

 

Fumbling with his words, Inuyasha could only suppose it was.

 

“…uh, I guess so…”

 

The old man offered him a genuine smile, one that rattled Inuyasha bones to the core and made him suspicious as old memories of mistreatment came swimming to the forefront of his memory unbidden.

 

“Well then, Inugami-sama, I shall be seeing you again I hope.”

 

And with that, he walked off, doing nothing more than enjoying the springtime breeze and leaving Inuyasha with a resounding sense that something in his life was going to change much more than he could have ever dreamed.