InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tangled In Love ❯ Camp ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Jesachi 
Kagome unwillingly attends an all boy's camp. Her rescuer is a little unorthodox.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action / Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.27.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 281 | Status: Work In Progress
Kagome unwillingly attends an all boy's camp. Her rescuer is a little unorthodox.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action / Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.27.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 281 | Status: Work In Progress
~Chapter four~
Camp
Kagome woke in complete darkness. There were grunts and whispered voices. Her hands and her feet where tied, and her temple throbbed where she'd been smacked with a katana hilt.
She looked around, seeing people in shadows.
"She's awake!" Someone called a little louder. Kagome looked up into a pair of gleeming, hungry eyes, and fear shivered down her spine.
"Can I have her second, Tashiro?" A deep voice asked eagerly.
"No...I caught her, and I gave the jewel to Leader...she's mine for a good few nights...then maybe I'll share." The first voice whined, moving to kneel next to Kagome. He reached forward and touched the hem of her short skirt.
"Excuse me! Don't touch me!" Kagome cried in outrage, only to discover that her mouth was gagged. She kicked out, her cheeks hot with color from rage and fear.
The man avoided her kick, laughing throatily and reaching for her neck to hold her face down into the dirt. Her shouts were now muffled by the gag and the dirt.
"The less you struggle, the more enjoyable it will me...relax, Miko...I'll take good care of you." The man said with a sick grin, making Kagome glare at him even more.
Not good, not good, she thought, glancing around wildly, looking for anything that could help her. She wanted Inuyasha to come bursting into the clearly, growling like mad. But she wasn't going to get that, now was she.
No crying...she told herself, wiggling her wrists desperately in an attempt to get free.
She looked around, seeing people in shadows.
"She's awake!" Someone called a little louder. Kagome looked up into a pair of gleeming, hungry eyes, and fear shivered down her spine.
"Can I have her second, Tashiro?" A deep voice asked eagerly.
"No...I caught her, and I gave the jewel to Leader...she's mine for a good few nights...then maybe I'll share." The first voice whined, moving to kneel next to Kagome. He reached forward and touched the hem of her short skirt.
"Excuse me! Don't touch me!" Kagome cried in outrage, only to discover that her mouth was gagged. She kicked out, her cheeks hot with color from rage and fear.
The man avoided her kick, laughing throatily and reaching for her neck to hold her face down into the dirt. Her shouts were now muffled by the gag and the dirt.
"The less you struggle, the more enjoyable it will me...relax, Miko...I'll take good care of you." The man said with a sick grin, making Kagome glare at him even more.
Not good, not good, she thought, glancing around wildly, looking for anything that could help her. She wanted Inuyasha to come bursting into the clearly, growling like mad. But she wasn't going to get that, now was she.
No crying...she told herself, wiggling her wrists desperately in an attempt to get free.
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Koga sprinted through the forest like a madman, like the seven hounds of hell were at his heels. He called upon all the power he could muster from the shards in his legs and he pushed his muscles to the limit. He wasn't an idiot; he knew what the rogue Samurai did to young girls they captured from villages. What he didn't know was how much of a head start they had on hauling Kagome away.
Good thing he had been born to run.
Thankfully, it wasn't long until the sound of a crowd tickled his ear drums. Koga pulled up short at the edge of the clearing and hunkered down in the tall grass. The clearing was settled by maybe thirty males, which makeshift tents and fires. Weapons were shrewn about and the smell of food was thick in the air. There was much laughing and celebrating and the scent of blood and sex mixed horribly with the cooking smell. A quick dissection of the scents alerted him that Kagome's scent wasn't among the blood or the sex.
Keeping low, he stalked around the edge of the clearing, his sharp eyes taking in the camp. There was some loud and rambuctious guffawing and cheering taking place around the other side and somewhere deep inside, his instincts told him that would be where Kagome was, the samurai goading over and advertising their new prize. It made him sick to his stomach.
Though desperate to get to Kagome, a light snore caught his attention. To his left, a samurai was obviously sleeping on guard duty, a bow and quiver of arrows in his slack hand. Duly noting that Kagome was going to want a bow, Koga slipped up behind the rogue and silenced the man forever with a quick slit across his throat. Then he grabbed the bow and arrows and snuck back into the grass, quick, efficient and deadly.
A female shout of anger spurred Koga into moving faster around the clearing until he spotted what he had come hunting for. A samurai, with a small crowd of his peers watching excitedly, had Kagome pinned to the ground by the back of her neck, her face in the dirt. Her hands and feet were bound and the male was working his kimono open with his free hand. For all her struggling, her efforts were clearly in vain.
'You can't just run in there right now,' his youkai warned, 'That male is too close to Kagome to risk it.'
Thinking fast, Koga grabbed the bow and strung it. He was a terrible shot; not nearly as straight as Kagome was, but he wasn't too far away. He sent an arrow flying, catching the male pinning her down right in the throat. The velocity of the arrow carried it through the first samurai and into the chest of another close behind.
'Two-fer...' he grinned, bounding into the clearing with his sword drawn and his blue eyes snapping fire. He had Kagome on her feet, gag and bindings cut before the rogue warriors could begin to follow where the arrow had came from and that two of their comrades were dead.
"Who has the Shikon Notama?" he demanded, keeping a firm hold on Kagome's wrist. He used his body as a shield and pointed his sword tip to the nearest samurai, "Don't make me hunt for it or it'll get real bloody, real quick."
Good thing he had been born to run.
Thankfully, it wasn't long until the sound of a crowd tickled his ear drums. Koga pulled up short at the edge of the clearing and hunkered down in the tall grass. The clearing was settled by maybe thirty males, which makeshift tents and fires. Weapons were shrewn about and the smell of food was thick in the air. There was much laughing and celebrating and the scent of blood and sex mixed horribly with the cooking smell. A quick dissection of the scents alerted him that Kagome's scent wasn't among the blood or the sex.
Keeping low, he stalked around the edge of the clearing, his sharp eyes taking in the camp. There was some loud and rambuctious guffawing and cheering taking place around the other side and somewhere deep inside, his instincts told him that would be where Kagome was, the samurai goading over and advertising their new prize. It made him sick to his stomach.
Though desperate to get to Kagome, a light snore caught his attention. To his left, a samurai was obviously sleeping on guard duty, a bow and quiver of arrows in his slack hand. Duly noting that Kagome was going to want a bow, Koga slipped up behind the rogue and silenced the man forever with a quick slit across his throat. Then he grabbed the bow and arrows and snuck back into the grass, quick, efficient and deadly.
A female shout of anger spurred Koga into moving faster around the clearing until he spotted what he had come hunting for. A samurai, with a small crowd of his peers watching excitedly, had Kagome pinned to the ground by the back of her neck, her face in the dirt. Her hands and feet were bound and the male was working his kimono open with his free hand. For all her struggling, her efforts were clearly in vain.
'You can't just run in there right now,' his youkai warned, 'That male is too close to Kagome to risk it.'
Thinking fast, Koga grabbed the bow and strung it. He was a terrible shot; not nearly as straight as Kagome was, but he wasn't too far away. He sent an arrow flying, catching the male pinning her down right in the throat. The velocity of the arrow carried it through the first samurai and into the chest of another close behind.
'Two-fer...' he grinned, bounding into the clearing with his sword drawn and his blue eyes snapping fire. He had Kagome on her feet, gag and bindings cut before the rogue warriors could begin to follow where the arrow had came from and that two of their comrades were dead.
"Who has the Shikon Notama?" he demanded, keeping a firm hold on Kagome's wrist. He used his body as a shield and pointed his sword tip to the nearest samurai, "Don't make me hunt for it or it'll get real bloody, real quick."
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Everything happened so quickly, it was a blur of motion when she was ripped from the ground and up against a warm body, and then quickly shoved back behind the body. Her ropes were cut and she was attempting to stand straight within the span of a couple of blinks.
Her heart swelled with hope, only to feel a slight deflation when a flash of black hair instead of white caught her eye. How silly of her to be hoping that Inuyasha was going to be saving her. They were saving Inuyasha, not the other way around.
Koga stood fiercely before her, and she wished that she could have the same attraction to this man as the other, more volatile half-demon that was on her mind more than he should be. Even without being there, he was still giving her a headache.
“You want the shikon no tama?” One man asked, clearly the leader as he emerged from the group, coming to stand before Koga with a cocking grin on his face. “I don't think so. You can't beat me with the power this jewel gives me.” The man tilted his head back and grinned at his men. “You're just one little youkai, and I have all of my men…and you don't have the shikon no tama to make you stronger either.”
Kagome rubbed her wrists as she peeked over Koga's shoulder to see what was happening. The leader looked pretty cocky, which was probably why he was going to end up dead. That, and he was holding onto the shikon jewel by the necklace, letting it hang from one finger tauntingly. It would be so easy to snatch that from him. He also had no idea that Koga did have the jewel…he had two shards in his legs.
“Be careful Koga…” Kagome muttered to him, scowling at the men as fiercely as she could. Her fingers itched for a bow. She reached for the bow Koga had used and gripped it firmly in her hand, ready to defend herself. She wouldn't be caught off guard again.
Her heart swelled with hope, only to feel a slight deflation when a flash of black hair instead of white caught her eye. How silly of her to be hoping that Inuyasha was going to be saving her. They were saving Inuyasha, not the other way around.
Koga stood fiercely before her, and she wished that she could have the same attraction to this man as the other, more volatile half-demon that was on her mind more than he should be. Even without being there, he was still giving her a headache.
“You want the shikon no tama?” One man asked, clearly the leader as he emerged from the group, coming to stand before Koga with a cocking grin on his face. “I don't think so. You can't beat me with the power this jewel gives me.” The man tilted his head back and grinned at his men. “You're just one little youkai, and I have all of my men…and you don't have the shikon no tama to make you stronger either.”
Kagome rubbed her wrists as she peeked over Koga's shoulder to see what was happening. The leader looked pretty cocky, which was probably why he was going to end up dead. That, and he was holding onto the shikon jewel by the necklace, letting it hang from one finger tauntingly. It would be so easy to snatch that from him. He also had no idea that Koga did have the jewel…he had two shards in his legs.
“Be careful Koga…” Kagome muttered to him, scowling at the men as fiercely as she could. Her fingers itched for a bow. She reached for the bow Koga had used and gripped it firmly in her hand, ready to defend herself. She wouldn't be caught off guard again.
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Without taking his eyes off the leader of the group, Koga shrugged the bow off his shoulder and handed it to Kagome when he felt her little hand wrap around the weapon.
It was going to be a hairy situation. He was indeed just one youkai- granted, he had the strength of ten strong men and more with the jewel shards in his legs- but he also had Kagome he had to watch out for. Not that he thought of her as a burden, no, more like she was his responsibility and keeping her safe warred with the desire to protect her. It didn't seem like the two weren't going to go hand-in-hand this time.
Casually, while the leader ranted at him, Koga shuffled his bare toes in the dirt. It was dry; it hadn't rained in a couple of days; which meant he could conjure up some dust. It could make for a good distraction. He could see some fires burning low around the camp as well, perhaps he could throw some embers on the tents and create some panic.
Settling on the path of least destruction, he gripped Kagome's hand tighter, prepared to pull her onto his back, "These humans should be too easy for us," he murmured to her, "Just hang on tight for me, Kagome."
He launched onto action, tugging her onto his back and sprinting circles around the group of men. Within seconds, a dust storm began to kick up at an alarming rate. The samurai started to cough and sputtered, yelling at each other silly things like they couldn't see and commenting on how fast the youkai was. Koga brought his own arm up to protect his sensitive senses from the dust.
"Shoot him, you fools!" the leader shouted, "Kill them both!"
The air, now filled with choking dust, began to whistle and twang with arrows. It was hazardous and the arrows came at them willy-nilly. But so distracted as he was on locating the leader among the dust- for he could see much better than the humans could- he didn't see the last arrow until he felt it pierce the flesh behind his right leg, just above the knee.
Koga gasped and stumbled, hitting the ground hard on his hands and knees. His sword skittered out of his grip and Kagome fell with him, rolling in the opposite direction as he slid a solid ten feet through the dirt.
'Shit...' his youkai gasped in his head as blood poured from his leg, 'Get up, you baka!"
Gritting his teeth and trying to locate where Kagome had rolled away to, he made a valiant effort to stand, only to be thwarted when someone stepped on his hand, crushing his metacarpals.
The leader leaned down to put his grimy, sweaty face in Koga's, "Looks like you've lost, youkai," he whispered, pulling his sword and raising it in perfect position to take Koga's head.
Despite the burning pain in his leg and the broken bones in his hand, he reached around, yanked the arrow out of his leg and stabbed the leader in the stomach. The samurai gasped and dropped the sword, bending over to grab his gut. Koga used that opportunity to pulled his hand out from underfoot and snatch the Shikon Jewel from the human's thick neck.
"I'll be taking this," he smirked, staggering to his feet and elbowing the leader in the head, knocking the human out instantly. The dust was beginning to settle and the rest of the warriors were untangling themselves from each other, looking around wildly.
'That's our cue to leave and find Kagome... again...' his youkai warned, 'Man, you are a terrible protector.'
'Can it, wouldya?' Koga growled back, limping out of sight to find Kagome again.
It was going to be a hairy situation. He was indeed just one youkai- granted, he had the strength of ten strong men and more with the jewel shards in his legs- but he also had Kagome he had to watch out for. Not that he thought of her as a burden, no, more like she was his responsibility and keeping her safe warred with the desire to protect her. It didn't seem like the two weren't going to go hand-in-hand this time.
Casually, while the leader ranted at him, Koga shuffled his bare toes in the dirt. It was dry; it hadn't rained in a couple of days; which meant he could conjure up some dust. It could make for a good distraction. He could see some fires burning low around the camp as well, perhaps he could throw some embers on the tents and create some panic.
Settling on the path of least destruction, he gripped Kagome's hand tighter, prepared to pull her onto his back, "These humans should be too easy for us," he murmured to her, "Just hang on tight for me, Kagome."
He launched onto action, tugging her onto his back and sprinting circles around the group of men. Within seconds, a dust storm began to kick up at an alarming rate. The samurai started to cough and sputtered, yelling at each other silly things like they couldn't see and commenting on how fast the youkai was. Koga brought his own arm up to protect his sensitive senses from the dust.
"Shoot him, you fools!" the leader shouted, "Kill them both!"
The air, now filled with choking dust, began to whistle and twang with arrows. It was hazardous and the arrows came at them willy-nilly. But so distracted as he was on locating the leader among the dust- for he could see much better than the humans could- he didn't see the last arrow until he felt it pierce the flesh behind his right leg, just above the knee.
Koga gasped and stumbled, hitting the ground hard on his hands and knees. His sword skittered out of his grip and Kagome fell with him, rolling in the opposite direction as he slid a solid ten feet through the dirt.
'Shit...' his youkai gasped in his head as blood poured from his leg, 'Get up, you baka!"
Gritting his teeth and trying to locate where Kagome had rolled away to, he made a valiant effort to stand, only to be thwarted when someone stepped on his hand, crushing his metacarpals.
The leader leaned down to put his grimy, sweaty face in Koga's, "Looks like you've lost, youkai," he whispered, pulling his sword and raising it in perfect position to take Koga's head.
Despite the burning pain in his leg and the broken bones in his hand, he reached around, yanked the arrow out of his leg and stabbed the leader in the stomach. The samurai gasped and dropped the sword, bending over to grab his gut. Koga used that opportunity to pulled his hand out from underfoot and snatch the Shikon Jewel from the human's thick neck.
"I'll be taking this," he smirked, staggering to his feet and elbowing the leader in the head, knocking the human out instantly. The dust was beginning to settle and the rest of the warriors were untangling themselves from each other, looking around wildly.
'That's our cue to leave and find Kagome... again...' his youkai warned, 'Man, you are a terrible protector.'
'Can it, wouldya?' Koga growled back, limping out of sight to find Kagome again.
A/N:
Inuyasha and Co belong to Rumiko Takahashi. The script is mine.
Chapters are going to start varying in length. So far, they've been about three pages long. Be prepared for some lengthy ones.