InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Taming the unruly ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Ana's eyes flew open as memories of falling flashed in her mind. She furrowed her brows in confusion when she saw someone above her who looked at her with a puzzled expression. He had silver hair, soft honey eyes and dog ears. Dog ears? This must have been a dream. She blinked only to find the same image in front of her as before. He really had dog ears! She squealed internally, nah... they must have been for a costume… but damn… they looked so realistic! Curious, she reached forward and grabbed one ear atop the man's head. “Stop messin' with ma ears,” he barked, swatting her hands away. Stunned by his sudden assault, she sat up quickly and turned to face the strange individual, who seemed irate.

Now wasn't the time for her to be indignant, this was a pressing issue, she had to know. “Look here buddy, no need to get handsy. I just want to know how you did it?” she asked, still curious about his ears. “How'd I do what?” he asked, disgruntled. “Your ears….how did you make them so life like for your costume?”she asked, sounding as excited as a five year old. “Costume?... Look here lady I ain't in no stinking cosplay!” He said angrily. She swore his ears twitched along with one of his eyes.

“Aww... come on... you don't have to be ashamed. I think they're pretty cool.” she said, trying to reassure him. “Talking about my ears... what's wrong with your skin?” he asked petulant. “My skin?!” she exasperated, the nerve of that man was unbelievable!“What's wrong with your ugly dog face?” His eyes bulged at her comment, but he caught himself soon enough. “What did you say you bitch?!” he all but yelled.

Just as he finished his sentence and without any apparent reason his face smashed right into the ground. It was so hilarious she started laughing, served him right for being such an asshole. Her ribs hurt as she continued to laugh and she had to take in full gulps of air to ease the pain. She barely got her laughter reigned in when a girl wearing a green and white school uniform came up beside her. Still deep in her laughing fit she almost missed the girl's introduction of herself and the man as Kagome and Inuyasha. “Sorry about my boyfriend.” Kagome said as she helped her off the floor. “He can be an idiot sometimes.” the girl continued. “I can see that,” Ana said stifling her laugh. After she had calmed down and introduced herself, she asked Kagome for directions to the Higurashi shrine. Kagome's facial expression dropped as she stuttered, “I'm sorry Anastasia there is no Higurashi shrine in this time.” Ana looked at her with a dumbfounded expression. The woman must have been crazy, what was it even supposed to mean, not in this time? “What do you mean?” she asked with a tight smile. Kagome told her about her experience with the shikon jewel which allowed her to travel 500 years into the past then told her that she had a similar shard embedded in her chest. “So you're saying that I traveled 500 years into the past because this shard thing gave me the ability to?” She paused for a second to assess the situation. “You want to know what I think? I think we need to take you to a psych ward, cuz you're crazier than I thought.” she said with a forced laugh. “Either that or this is a poorly written joke,”she continued blankly.

She had enough of this bullshit and the steady pounding in her head didn't help with her patience. Desperate to get away from this apparently distorted reality, she got up to leave but was stopped by Kagome. “Please listen.” she pleaded softly. “Listen... listen! Do you hear the nonsense you're spouting lady?!” Ana yelled, even though she didn't mean to. “Hey wench, who do you think you're talking to, huh!?” Inuyasha asked defensively. “Just shut the fuck up okay!” Ana bellowed. She began to panic. Panicking was never good, she knew that by heart and still she began to hyperventilate. “What now?!”Inuyasha growled.

“Inuyasha stop. She's scared.” Kagome said, trying to calm the angered dog. “Anastasia, you need to relax. Just listen to me, please,” she begged, gently touching her shoulder. The gentle touch appeased her jumbled thoughts and made her want to believe what the girl had told her.

Ana took a few deep breaths, trying to regain her composure. “Enlighten me, please.” she said wearily, once she had her breathing under control again. There was nothing else she could do and if she didn't stay calm, god knew what it could do to her health. She listened for as long as she could to the fairy tale of demons, jewel shards, and a twisted psychopath, but as hard as she tried, she simply couldn't wrap her mind around anything Kagome told her. It just sounded too superficial, as if it was conjured up by someone who was hallucinating. She continued to listen but when Kagome told her about a man who gave up his life to a bunch of demons to gain power, she couldn't take it anymore, so she stood up and walked away without uttering a word. She couldn't believe that she had actually thought, for one second, that she could believe Kagome's story. “Where'd you think you're goin'.” Inuyasha called, jumping in front of her. “I've had enough.” she said, “Look, if what you're saying is correct, this shard thing should get me back to our time,” she directed to Kagome.

“I guess you're right.” Kagome said hesitantly. Ana rushed to the well and swung her legs over its mouth. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and jumped. A shock ran up her body once she hit the ground. She waited for a few seconds for something to happen, a flash of light, weightlessness, anything. Maybe she was already there? Opening her eyes she looked up, only to see blue skies. And as if that wasn't enough of an indication already, there were no honking cars and the air smelled crisp. Disgruntled she called up for help. “Can dogface please get me out of here?” Inuyasha's head popped over the well's frame, and judging by the look he gave her he was not too pleased by the nickname she gave him. “So you gonna help me or not?” she asked with her hands on her hips and a raised eyebrow. “Keh.” he said before jumping down and hesitantly wrapping his arms around her waist. With one good jump they were out of the well.

“Okay, What the hell just happened. Why didn't I go back?” she asked, panic evident in her voice. “I don't know.” Kagome said to her. She seemed to be just as confused as she was herself. “What am I supposed to do then?” This could not be happening! She shakily ran her hands through her hair, grabbing the roots to relieve her growing frustration. Her life seemed to be slipping through her fingers and to top it off she was in a place and time she didn't want to be in and didn't know how to get out of. She was brought out of her distress by Kagome's voice. “We should get back to the village. That shard you have could attract some dangerous people.”

“I'm guessing there aren't any other options... is there?” she asked defeated. Kagome gave her an apologetic smile and shook her head. As the three made their way to the village a small boy with a tail came running in their direction calling for Kagome. He jumped into her arms and gave her a hug as best as he could, even though his tiny arms barely reached around the girl's slim neck. “Kagome? Who is that... and what's with her skin color?” he asked puzzled. “Is everyone in the place racist?” Ana yelled to no one. “What's racist?” he asked Kagome, looking as innocent as one could, but soon his brows furrowed. “Kagome she's weird.”

Angry, Ana stomped over to the little boy. “Look here you little rat…-”

“I'm a kitsune.” he said, cutting her off. “Same difference. You want to know what's weird? Fart for brains over there.” she said, pointing at Inuyasha, “And a runt with a tail.”

“I'm a demon and a full one. Why wouldn't I have a tail?” he asked confused, as if children had to have tails. “Are you a demon, too?”

He kept asking her such silly questions and soon enough they were having an argument. The boy was no better than the poodle. Kagome tried to stop the argument but failed miserably while Inuyasha just watched from the sidelines. However, they instantly shut up, when a scary looking female in black and pink came stomping in their direction. “You two! Stop now! Hut this instant! And you better be friends by the time I get in there!”

For the first time that day fear gripped her soul and in no time the duo found themselves in the assigned hut. “Man she's scary.” Ana sighed, after she had made sure that the door was shut between herself and the demon woman. “Yeah she can be that way sometimes…..I'm sure she's mad because Miroku groped a woman's bottom.” the boy said, shaking his head. “Pervert,” she mumbled. There was a moment of silence then she heard a small chuckle from the little boy and within a few seconds the two burst into a roar of laughter. The laughing fit was short lived, however, and the two became silent once more. As they sat there she could hear Kagome telling the female about what happened that day. Her life was a mess now. No way to get back home and in a place where people seemed to think of her as a freak. She was brought out of her deep thoughts when she realized that the little boy was looking at her. “Can I touch your hair?” he asked. He caught her off guard and it took her a few seconds to respond. She nodded her head slightly. “Oh, my name is Shippo,” he said, getting up from his seat.

“And mine's Anastasia, but you can call me Ana.” He walked around and sat behind her then began to tug at her coils. It was the most comforting thing she had felt for days since she found out about her dramatic change in life and she soon found herself relaxing. “So Ana?” Shippo said softly. “Yes?” she answered slowly, curious as to what he could want to ask her. “How come your hair and skin are so different from Kagome's? Are you sure you're not a demon?” he asked curiously. She was about to retaliate but bit back the venom when she heard him gasp. ”Or maybe you were cursed?!” he continued in panic.

“Wow there buddy.” she said, trying to calm the boy down while she thought of a way to explain. “Well, you see, Shippo, my parents have the same skin color as I do so I'm just like them and no I'm not a demon. Well I don't think so.”

“So... is it like me... my ma and pop were fox demons so I'm a fox demon or like Inuyasha, his mom was a human and his dad was a demon so he's half demon?” he asked, trying to understand her reasoning. She pondered on his explanation for a second. “Ahh... yeah you can say that.”

He continued to play in her hair until Sango and Kagome entered the hut. “Looks as if enemies are now friends.” Sango said. Ana turned her head to see the woman in black. “My name is Sango,” the woman introduced herself with a small bow. “You can call me Ana,” she replied. She stuck out her hand to give her a handshake but Sango only gave her a puzzled look. She quickly receded, chuckling awkwardly, since she forgot that in Japan it was custom to bow when introducing one's self .

Sango and Kagome looked at Shippo and began to laugh. The boy was still tugging at her coils, watching them in awe as they bounced. A few moments later Inuyasha came into the hut along with a guy whom she assumed was Miroku.

“Sango you didn't need to leave me behind-” Miroku began but stopped in the middle of his sentence when he saw Ana. “Earth to pervert.” she said when his stare became excessive. A smile crept on the man's face and in a flash he was on one knee grabbing her hand. “Would you like to bare my children?” he asked. He was rather bold with his approach and she froze for a second. There was a loud smack before his body hit the floor and a huge bump formed on the back of his head. Above him stood Sango with an enormous boomerang that was almost her own size in her hands. A newfound respect grew within her as she gawked at the woman and the twitching, half unconscious body of her assumed boyfriend. “I'm gonna guess that that was Miroku,” Ana stated. “You bet it was….that lecherous monk,” Sango said displeased.

The group spent the rest of the evening talking about themselves. Inuyasha bragged about his sword and the fact that he defeated the conceited bastard he called a brother in order to get it. Sango spoke about her village and her brother, which ended in an awkward silence before Kagome interjected about her failing grades in algebra. Shippo was still playing in her hair and Miroku spoke about his wind tunnel and stared at her from time to time. From what she gathered this little band was brought together by the devastating influences of some psycho named Naraku, whom she wished she would never meet.

After she told them about her situation they bombarded her with questions, asking her about her country of origin and what it was like to be in America and if it was any different than the future village that Kagome came from. She tried her best to tell them but before she could finish giving one answer they came up with another question. They must have forgotten about her own curiosities about her situation but she never stopped them. It was like the family she had always wished for. They were warm and cordial, which made her forget about her current predicament for a while. A smile crept on her face at the end of the whole conversation when everyone started to realize that it was getting really late.

Hours later she lay wide awake on her futon, in the hut of an older lady by the name Kaede, thinking of the roller coaster ride which currently was her life. It was ironic really, she wanted to get as far as she could from her father and now they were 500 years apart. For the first time that day she began to think about her mother which turned her smile into a frown. If she couldn't get back home she wouldn't be able to see her again or protect her from that maniac of a father. Getting restless from that thought she slowly got up from her futon, quietly made her way outside and began to walk. She didn't know where she was going but she didn't care either.

Looking up at the stars, she realised that they shone brightly under the dark sky. No big building with blinking billboards to block them nor smog to dim their light. It was beautiful. Her mind began to wander and her brief yet fun encounter with Shippo replayed in her head causing a soft smile to form on her face. He was like the brother she could have had. She wanted to go home. She didn't want to be here, she wanted to go back but she was stuck. Why did this have to happen to her? Why did that memory come back?! This wasn't fair, she had successfully tried to bury that memory for so long, but now it came back to haunt her. Turmoil gripped her soul, riling up smothered emotions she didn't want to feel. Her breathing became short and rapid as her sense of distress grew. She stopped and tried to take deep breaths but pain radiated through her chest. Realizing her situation she began to fumble through her pockets, in hopes to find her inhaler. Dread grew within her when she remembered that her inhaler was in her backpack 500 years in the future. The muscles in her chest tightened like a snake around its victim, making any attempt to fill her lungs futile. Her vision blurred and dizziness took over her head. She dropped to the floor, accepting her impending doom. Through blurred vision she saw her beautiful angel of death, coming to take her from her pain and misery. She welcomed him, finally giving in to the darkness, that crept along the edges of her vision.