InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Suffocating ❯ Truth revealed ( Chapter 1 )

Suffocating
Chapter 1: Truth revealed


Story produced and written by:
XX_Blue_Lips_XX


Disclaimer: I Do not own Inuyasha...


The darkened sky, lit up with a bright blue shine, radiating off the old bone eater's well. Soon the bluish light disappeared and a shadowed figure emerged from the well's depths, carrying an oversized yellow backpack. Tossing the backpack to the slightly frosted ground, which signalled winter was descending, the young girl threw her leg over the edge and jumped over the lip of the well. Landing soundlessly on the half-frozen ground, the miko sighed and stretched her limbs before picking up the yellow backpack and tossing it over her shoulder once again. Deep in thought the miko began her travel out of the forest and to the village that lay not far ahead. As her feet guided her to her destination, a rustle snapped her out of her stupor causing her attention to now be focused on the direction from whence it came.

Cautiously walking through the bushes that concealed the object of her detour, the young miko continued on her path forward. A few voices past about, mumbled by the bushes and trees that still blocked her clear view. Finally the young woman came to a halt at the sight that beheld her eyes. There stood the hanyou boy her heart had attacked itself to, and an older woman who's once lived life was brutally taken away, but also the reason the young miko now existed. The undead miko stood calmly still, no expression revealed on her face, except the small sadness that lined her eyes. The hanyou boy stared at the undead girl with pain, guilt and undying love shinning freely from his golden orbs.

Taking slow heavy steps towards the undead miko, the boy wrapped his arms tightly around the girl's frame, pulling her close to his chest for a tight embrace. The young miko watched from a distance, hiding her presence behind a well sized tree, her heart pounding harder and faster for every moment she stayed. The older miko seemed slightly shocked for a moment, before falling into the hanyou's embrace, resting her head on his shoulder, with a small smile gracing her lips. The miko then looked up into the half-demon's eyes, staring deep into his love filled depths. It was a moment of silence, none moving from their entangled grasp or the locked trance they seemed to be in. The hanyou then lowered his head, pulling the girl closer to him, and brushing his lips against the undead miko's, before finally sealing the moment with a searing, passionate kiss.

Tears welled up in the young girl's eyes, her heart now breaking as she watched the scene unfold. Though too much to handle she could not move from her spot, finding it almost like she was glued there. She continued to watch, now listening to every word the couple began to speak.

"Why are you here Inuyasha?" The undead miko spoke with a hint of coldness to her voice, now pulling away from the embrace.

"I...I wanted to see you....Kikyo...” The hanyou replied; his voice lined with sadness and confusion, his eyes dropping from the intense gaze to the forest floor.

Kikyo glared at the hanyou, stepping closer to him, and placing a finger under his chin, lifting his eyes to meet her's, "Is what you say true?"

Inuyasha nodded his head, not bothering with any words at the moment, afaired he would say something wrong.

"Then tell me, if you truly desired to see me, for what purpose would that be?" Kikyo snapped, though not losing her cool and calm exterior.

The young woman, stayed in the shadows of the trees, still watching and waiting for Inuyasha's answer, for she knew it would either cause her pain, which she preferred then all else, or it would shatter her soul and heart forever. But still, she could not stop the tears or the racing of her heart that the scene infront of her caused. Staying quiet she watched on, now waiting for all truth to be revealed.

"Kikyo...I....still...love you....and I wish to be with you....I wish for us to be together again....that's what I truly desire." Inuyasha replied, nearly a whisper, while dropping his gaze once again, now turning his head to the side and away from the Miko's sad eyes.

"If this is true Inuyasha, then what of my reincarnation, do you not feel for her, as you feel for me?"

"No...” Inuyasha replied again in a whisper, "She is nothing but a shard detector to me, I feel nothing for her, Its you Kikyo, I love only you There's no one else I love...your the only one I love....you were always in my heart and always will be...no one else can take your place in my heart...no one.....Can't you see that.." Inuyasha pleaded giving his heart to the one woman, he gave it to before, and the only woman he would give it to.

The young girl fled after those pain drilling words, which repeatedly echoed in her head, teasing her now broken heart and soul. She ran, her legs pumping hard and her heart racing and bleeding with heart brake. Running for what felt like hours, the young broken hearted girl came to a slow walk, her feet dragging against the ground with unnoticed heaviness.

The young miko found her self again alone. Her heart was breaking and shattering into millions of pieces, and nothing but pain and hurt flickered off her once cheerful arua. Her head bowed, and her bangs shadowing her tear soaked, puffy eyes. One hand clutched her throbbing chest, trying hard to ease the pain, which threatened her heart. Nothing seemed to work, and soon her sobs began to get lodged in her throat, causing her to cough violently, failed attempts to shake lose the stinging sob. As Kagome continued onward, trekking through the darkened forest, she was hard at work keeping her feet going, a root prodded from the ground knocked her trembling and stumbling self to the ground. Kagome hit the ground with a sickening thud, her head smashing clearly off a shrub covered rock. Before loosing consciousness, her eyes stared at a blackened figure though nothing but a shadowed image to her.

Blackness consumed her, and nothing but the pain in her heart was noticed by her. Dreams of the past minutes fluttered through her mind, flashing images after images of the pained truth. Tears stung at her eyes, and the throbbing in her heart grew to an unbearable pain. Her dream was nothing but a cold and darkened world suffocating her entire being, from inside-out.

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The vile hanyou studied the young girl's form, staring at her petite, fragile body while she slept. Sighing with an evil smile amongst his demonic features, the man grabbed the dampened cloth and headed towards the miko. With the smile still in tack, the hanyou brushed the cloth against the young girl's head, where blood streamed from the open wound, caused from her fall earlier. As he washed away the blood, the hanyou inched closer to the girl's face, his eyes now levelled with her sleeping ones. Throwing the now dirtied cloth to the stone cold floor, the man ran his hands up the sleeping miko's arms, reaching her cheek, and caressing it with his sharp demon claws.

The small action caused the miko to stir and a groan to part from her pouty lips. As her eyes fluttered open, clouded from sleep, the hanyou watched as she continued to wake more and more up. Once fully awake, her eyes widened and a scream threatened to deafen the hanyou's acute hearing, but before any sound could be made the man quickly fastened his hand around her mouth, muffling her words. Her eyes were filled with fear, and the scent mixed together with her truly innocent and pure essence made everything worth while. As the man bowed low infront of her, hand still covering her mouth, he continued to stare at her with glazed eyes, which clearly frightened her to no end. She began to struggle against his grip, silent tears welling up in her eyes.

With a snicker he waved a finger infront of her face as a warning, "I will remove my hand if you remain quiet got that?"

Nodding her head quickly, the man removed his bruising hand from her mouth, but kept a tight hold on her small form with his other hand. One word escape the woman's mouth, the word alone filled with hate, and swelling anger, "Naraku!"

"Nice to see you as well my little Miko...”Naraku chuckled evilly, his body weight now shifting to be directly above Kagome's own body, pinning her down harshly.

Kagome groaned, trying desperately to remove the hanyou from her. Every push she sent towards the hanyou, the more his weight crushed her small form.

"What do you want Naraku?!?" Kagome spat, through clenched teeth.

"Well, well, well...so fiery all of a sudden, don't you think it's about time someone put that fire out?" Naraku blew in her ear, his words in a breathy volume.

Kagome shivered with slight fear, her struggling now growing immensely stronger, and more desperate. Naraku smirked at her attempts to escape, the futile effort causing her to rub up against him. Kagome immediately stiffened when; hardness began to skim against her abdomen. Her eyes closed tight, trying hard to fight the stream of tears that threatened to spill. Her heart was racing and her breathing was coming in heavy pants as she struggled to stay under control. When her eyes opened again, glazed over with unshed tears, they grew wide at the sight before them. The vile hanyou was staring down at her with uncontained evil, and what looked to be lust in his eyes. The smirk he was throwing her way caused even more panic to arise.

The tears finally spilled over as she violently threw her body side to side, kicking and yelling, though all in a failed attempt to break free from the strong grasp that was Naraku. The Hanyou growled loudly over her wailing; his acute hearing bruised from her outbursts. Snatching her from around the neck, he suspended her in the air, succeeding in ceasing the horrible sound. Her tiny hands clawed at his tightly wound grasp, desperately fighting for air. Naraku sneered at her pathetic attempts against him. With a deep chuckle, he flung the miko across the room. A sickening thud echoed through the room, as Kagome made contact with the stone floor.

Naraku watched with amusement as the young woman fought to stand up. Blood seeped from the reopened wound on her forehead and her busted lip. The sight of her blood caused the hanyou's blood to boil over with lust. Though Naraku wished to diminish her innocence, he sought to cause more pain and torment to the girl before he would send her spiralling to a burnt out flame. He would take her, but he first needed to perfect his 'pet', she was still too naive and yet to experience real pain and suffering torture.

Kagome could feel her body weaken under her, sending her crashing back to the floor. Spitting blood from her mouth, tears continued to form in her once cheerful eyes. Placing her arms under her, she again pushed herself up little ways. Nearly to her knees, her arms collapsed beneath her. Before she smacked down on the ground yet again, a harsh tug on her hair, causing her to wince and blink back more tears, ceased her fall. Yanking her painfully by the hair, causing pain to bite into her scalp, another cry of pain escaped her mouth, which only made the hanyou chuckle darkly. Pulling her to her feet, he looked into her eyes; proud that the tears and the pain clearly shone on her face was caused by him. Smirking wickedly at her, he slammed her into the stone flooring yet again, but adding a sharp kick to her spine. The scream she sent out this time was not simply a pain filled scream but mixed with agony.

Kagome couldn't help but sob, the pain was too great. Another kick, this time in the ribs, caused Kagome to harshly snap over onto her back with an ear-shattering scream. More sobs sounded from the busted girl, sharp intakes of breath roughly echoed through the room. Kagome gasped with pain, as a deep breath shook her entire frame, piercing her chest in a searing kiss of torment. Clutching her chest with her feeble arms, more tears ran from her eyes. Every breath she took, whether big or small bit into her bruised and beaten body, making her cry out in agony. She struggled to breathe as the pain continued to grow until it became insufferable.

Naraku watched with keen amusement, as the girl struggled to stay conscious. He smirked inward, 'I am certainly not done with her yet...'

Placing a foot atop her chest, Naraku began to press down, watching as the girl's face contorted with pain. "Tell me miko, how does it feel to know that your precious hanyou will not save you from me? How does it feel to be nothing but a pathetic copy to a once perfect being? Or to know you'll never even come close to the powers she possess? To be weak in the eyes of your stronger self, to be seen as only a tool to the one you so dearly love? Tell me miko, how does it feel to know that you'll never be anything but a dimmed version of Kikyo? One who has only a fraction of their beauty, their power, and their strength? Someone who just gets in the way of everyone's happiness, who continues to get in the way and be nothing of a nuisance? How does it feel miko, to know you shall never be loved by anyone? That you're nothing but a pathetic little human, which people continue to think shouldn't even be alive? Tell me miko, how does it feel?" Naraku spoke with a cold and demanding voice, as if asking something completely and utterly true.

Kagome stilled under his foot, her eyes going blank, staring at the emptiness that was her life. Those words stung her, dug at her soul, and continued to repeat non-stop in her head. Were his words true? Was she nothing but a damned mistake? Someone who was seen as nothing? Was she really destined never to experience love, to bask in its warm light? The pain that once tore through her body was replaced with the pain in her heart and soul.

Naraku smiled deviously at his work. He had broke some of the fiery spirit of the young miko, caused her heart to weep, and her soul to die. He would have fun causing more suffering to this woman; he could just see it now. Sending the woman a shift kick in the side of the head, he knocked her unconscious once again.

This would be the miko's down-fall and he would be the one to bring it to her.


To be continued......