InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ sister ❯ friend ( Chapter 6 )

Sister 5

 

 

 

I do not own Inuyasha, I'm too poor to own anything as a matter of fact I don't even own the t-shirt I'm wearing right now. That's kinda sad isn't it? I think I'm going to cry T~T. any ways hope you like this chapter.

 

 

 

 

I got off the bus with my most important treasure cradled in my arms. Damn, it happened again. Damn, damn, damn it happened again. In public. I thought it would be ok if our date was in public. As long as we are not alone I thought she would be safe from my lust. She's not safe with me. Any where we go I'll always want to touch. Anytime we are together I won't be able to resist. This feeling of depravity is painful and unbearable. It hurts to be with her but I can't break away. I don't want to break away. I rather be in pain with her than be happy with someone else. This is an indecent love. It comes at a price. She will hate me one day. When that day comes I will no longer have the will to live. I sat there lost in my thoughts until she woke up. She smiled at me so serenely. She trusts me. She loves me. After all I did to he she still can show me such an expression. But my heart cries out, but for how long Inuyasha. For how long will she love you like this. For how long will she look at you like this? She stirred. She jumped off my lap. She looked to the left then to the right. Her face over run with joy. Her happy smiling face, how I love it. `Let's go on our date now oni-chan,' she said.

 

We went to the zoo. We played with the animals, fed the lions and laughed at the monkeys. We went to the amusement park and stayed until it closed. We ate our fill then pigged out on desert. We sat in the park and she told me about school and her friends. We never brought up the incident in the train and bus. She pretended like it never happened and I was too afraid to say anything. It's like a never ending replay of the last two years. It was sad to realize that we fell into the routine I had almost gotten accustomed to. If we don't talk about the demons of the night they get reduced to fodder for our imagination. Nothing but a night terror that seems to continue for eternity but fade as darkness turns to light. The lingering restlessness of being in an awful circumstance and being helpless to avoid it deepens. We laughed and joked around until night fell. Pretending all is well with the world. I finally understood the term escapism and why there is such a need for it. To escape from my troubles for just a little bit will help me grasp sanity once again. I realized what time it was and told her if we don't hurry we will miss the last train. She looked over her shoulder and replied, `Mom says I can sleep over at your house. I asked her when we were at the zoo.' No, no please don't say that. Don't you understand what's going to happen? Me … you in a one bedroom apartment spell bad situation. I won't be able to stop myself. This time I might end up raping you.

 

`No you can't stay over,' I said. `Why?' she asked. `You will disturb the neighbors and I won't be able to study,' I answered. `I will be very quiet, I promise,' she said with a wink. `Don't you have school tomorrow?' I asked hoping that's reason enough. Please let this be enough. Please let her go along with me just this once and just go home. They say Kami-sama doesn't give a man more than he can bear but I fear I'm at my limit. She smiled at me then looked at her fingers, `But I already told mom that you said I could stay.' She blew gently across her fingers, `besides even if we hurry now we won't catch the last train.' `Yes we will. Its only 9:45,' I replied smugly. I won't have to suffer through the night. `But oni-chan,' she said with a sly smile, `your watch is 30 minutes slow. For the real time I think you should look at your cell phone. It was as she said. It was really 10:15. I looked at her dubiously. `How did this happen, the train has already left. How will you get home?' `I figured oni-chan would want me to go home so when I woke in oni-chan's lap this idea came to me. I am so happy it worked. Now I'll just have to stay with you' she said smugly. I was flabbergasted. She must have known I wanted her to go. She began to cry. No don't cry. I'm no good. Kags I'm really, really no good. Don't cry over me. I'm not worth it. I am nothing. How am I going to deal with this?

 

I've never been able to tell her no. She knows this. I whistled to a cab to take us to my apartment. We got in the car. The exhaustion from crying and vibrations of the car gently lulled her to sleep. We arrived at our destination in little over 30 minutes. I took her into my arms and lifted her out the cab. I entered the courtyard and climbed up the steps. Kikyou peered out her window. The curtains fell, a silent condemnation of what she thinks I going to do. Who can blame her? She understands me. She sees the thoughts going through my mind. She knows how close I am to breaking and she is waiting for it to happen. She is waiting with that cold, unemotional and unbending heart to rip us apart. The soft foot steps in her apartment reminds of that night. Reminding me of her promise the night she found out. She claimed that as soon as she gathered enough information she'll report me to the cops. She walked in her room and quietly closed the door. Yet again she has caught me in a moment of weakness. She has seen me with my arms wrapped around the object of my desire. My sister, the untouchable, the unobtainable, my one and only.

 

I opened the door to my room. I slowly trudged to my bedroom. I laid her on my futon. I began to undress her. Her creamy skin leaked through the gap in her shirt. I licked my lips. I began to recite the many different types of Raman there is. A bright pink nipple popped out from her top. My body hardened. All is lost. A finger was rubbing the tip of her nipple. I'm in a dangerous predicament. I must leave. I can't take this. I really can't handle this. I rushed out the room. My body shivering violently. I need help. Who can I trust? Who will understand? With trembling fingers I called Mirouku. `Miro, you need to get here quick.' `Man, what's your problem. You know what time it is?' he whined sleepily. `Miro just hurry and come over,' I hung up. He will come. He will come for me. I just have to wait. I sat with my back to the bedroom door. You have to get here soon. I don't know how long I can hold out.

 

I peeked into the room. Her prone form whispers to me. Her young body sings for me. It sings a sweet song. A song of fulfillment and pleasure. It calls to me like a mermaid song. It wraps around me and pleads for me to fall into temptation. It cripples me with longing and heightens my hunger. I'm becoming weak. The voice of reason is fading. Miro I need you to get here. I just have to wait. It hurts to wait and I begin to fall. I fall hard and fast unaware of my surroundings. Unaware of what I'm doing. He got here in the nick of time. I was creeping into the bedroom, thinking just one more time won't hurt. I'll only do it this once. When, Miro came through the door mumbling about unreasonable best-friends. I told him to stay there; I rushed in the room, quickly stripped her clothes and put her in one of my t-shirts. I know that going in there was a risk but I didn't want Mirouku to see Kagome. Her body is mine, no one else's. I won't allow anyone to see my beautiful Kagome. What about when she gets married my heart taunts. Can you keep her to yourself then? Will watching her be happy with someone else bring you joy? Knowing that someone is touching her, kissing her, loving her be okay? When, that happens it will bring to me a pain worse than death. As soon as the task was over I went back to where Mirouku was. I sat and slumped against the wall. My mind hurts. My heart is corrupted. I feel so exhausted. `Miro, I have a problem,' I whispered. `Like what,' he said exasperatedly. At that moment she came out. She came to check if I left her alone again. She must have been lonely without me. My t-shirt hanging under her knees and drooping off her shoulders. She crawled into my arms and cuddled into me. She clung to me so innocently. Mumbling, `Oni-chan…oni-chan.' She's so cute and sweet. I brushed her hair away from her face. I set more comfortably against my body. Her eyes closed and her lips pouting gently in sleep. She looked like an angel. My heart overflowed. I really do love her.

 

`Inuyasha no… no… don't tell me,' he stuttered. I laid my heart on display. I want him to understand. I looked at him. `Inuyasha you in love with her,' I nodded, `she's your sister,' I nodded again, `she's a child,' he whispered. `Don't you think I know that?' I cried. `Don't you think I look in the mirror and thought what a monster I am? How can I do this? How can I be this twisted?… how can I feel this way? Do you know how much I've suffered?' I started crying. `Don't you think it hurts me.' I placed my head next to her. `Don't you think it hurts me?' I whispered. I cried silently. Finally someone to share my pain. And I felt relieved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

P.S. I wonder if I should make Mirouku a friend or foe?