InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The day I saved him ❯ Flashbacks and dreams? ( Chapter 7 )

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Chapter- VII

InuYasha flipped on the light as he entered his one bedroom apartment. He looked around the dusty room, with its walls painted a musty yellow and sighed in relief. He was finally home. It had been a long day at the office, and the visit to the hospital hadn't helped any.

He needed to unwind and he knew just the thing that would help him do that. He walked over to his refrigerator and took out a can of beer. He walked over to the yellow-green sofa and flopped down. Although the apartment was small, it was comfortable and suited his lifestyle. He had never liked anything fancy. Fancy was for his father and his step-mother, even for his half- brother. When he had lived with his mother, back before his dad had found him and adopted him, they lived in a tiny flat, just beside the railroad crossing. It hadn't been much, just one tiny bedroom, a main room and a kitchen. But InuYasha had been happy there. He had had a full stomach and didn't have to defend himself against the world. His mother had taken care of all his needs. But when she had passed away, it had been like all the love was sucked out of his world.He hadn't known where to go or even how to live.

That was when his father had discovered him and brought him home. He still didn't know how his dad could've thought that he would've gotten along with his new family. Inukimi had always been there to stab him with insults and then there had been Sesshoumaru whose interest in being a big brother to InuYasha had been practically non-existent. InuYasha had learned to grow a tough exterior by living with them and now it payed off in his work.

He sighed, leaning back his head against the wall behind the sofa. Leaving home had been the best decision he had made in his life. When his father died, he had left home to pursue a career as a police detective and he hadn't seen hide nor hair of Inukimi or Sesshoumaru until the day that he had met Kikyo. He could still remember that day. Oh how beautiful she had been…

~*Flashback*~

InuYasha was just walking out of the department store, his hands filled with this week's provisions, when he saw her. The girl, he had been waiting to meet all his life. The one.

She was standing in the bright morning sunlight, her long raven hair flying out behind her. She seemed oblivious to her surroundings, as she lifted her face to the sun, bathing in the morning light like a goddess. InuYasha's heart leapt up and beat a steady staccato inside his chest. He knew he had to meet her.

Someone came to stand beside her. It was a guy wearing a long burgundy coat. She turned towards him and started talking to him. InuYasha unable to tear his eyes off her face, moved forward as if in the clasp of a vivid dream and went to stand under a tree just behind her. Her profile was visible now and he could see that she was smiling up at the guy. His heart was drumming now and he could almost imagine her smiling up at him like that.

She touched the guy's shoulder in a playful manner and InuYasha felt like someone had knocked the breath out of him. He felt her touch, as if she had touched him and not the other guy. Suddenly the guy leaned down and touched his mouth to hers.

That was when InuYasha had felt all his dreams come crashing down upon him. It was Sesshoumaru. And he was kissing the girl InuYasha had been mooning over for the past fifteen minutes. He turned away, unable to watch the horrifying scene anymore and walked away with nary a glance backward.

~*End Of Flashback*~

He could still remember the awful pangs resounding within his own heart at the thought of the one woman who had enthralled him in all his 22 years. He cursed once again the bad luck that Sesshoumaru had met the girl first. It was beyond unbelievable how fate could be so twisted when it came to him. First his mother was taken from him and now her, the one woman he would've given up his life to love for but one moment. He let out a frustrated sigh.

Why couldn't she have been insane like they had first believed her to be? Why did she have to come back now after all this time? After he had resigned himself to never seeing her again? Why? Why did fate torment him so?

A flash of warm cocoa brown eyes assaulted his senses and he clamped his eyes shut against the guilt that had ridden high upon his shoulders ever since he had left the hospital.

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InuYasha wasn't the only one thinking of warm cocoa brown eyes.

Across the city in a small squalid one room apartment, the killer sat. He held a knife in one hand and was sitting on an old box he had pulled up to the window. Moonlight filtered in through the dirty window, bathing him in a silver haze. His head was thrown back in rapture and his eyes gazed off into the ceiling, seeing something only he could see. He lifted the knife and rubbed the sharpened edge over his cheek. A thin line of blood trickled from his cheek as the knife tore open his skin. He smiled as he felt the warm blood trickle down and hit his wrist in a faint splash. He inhaled the rich iron smell of it and relished the sudden feeling of bloodlust that overcame him.

“Cocoa… Cocoa…. Cocoa…”

He chanted the word over and over again, his mind going into a kind of frenzy at the thought of what he would see in those cocoa brown depths when he did the things he had been planning to do.

He suddenly stood up and went over to the cracked mirror in the corner of the room. It had been intact just this morning, but he had broken it in his fury over finding Sesshoumaru still alive.

“But he's alive only barely. He won't live,” he consoled himself, looking at his reflection in the mirror. “He won't live.”

But first he had to take care of her. The one with the warm cocoa brown eyes. Eyes very similar to the person reflecting off the mirror. Eyes similar enough to mark both of them as twins.

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Sleep eluded her. Kagome rolled over and stared at her alarm clock sitting on top of her bedside table. The bright red digits glared back at her through the enshrouding darkness. It was one in the morning.

She sighed in frustration as she pulled the bedcovers up until they were up to her chin. After the long day she had had she should be fast asleep, but somehow sleep wouldn't come. Or maybe it was the fact that her mind couldn't rest. Whenever she closed her eyes, all she could picture was that guy InuYasha. She didn't know why, but his golden eyes glazed over with guilt somehow touched her, preventing her from falling asleep. She knew she had nothing to be guilty about, but somehow she felt that she had to set things right between them. No matter what he had said, she knew she had overreacted. She knew in her heart that he hadn't meant it; his remorse had been plainly written all over his face.

She flipped over again. Her gaze immediately went to the window. The glass was shut and she could see faint shadows moving over the window. It was probably the tree that grew over the fence next door. Its branches grew down and very near her window that it sometimes cast dancing shadows upon the other wall. It reminded her once more about her childhood fears, and although the fear was still there, she could now console herself that it was nothing. After losing her mother, she had had lots of practice consoling herself whenever she was faced something terrible. No money? No problem, I'll get a job and it'll be fine. No more college? No problem, I don't need a degree any way. No mom to make the shadows on the wall go away? No problem, maybe if I shut my eyes tightly enough they'll go away.

She was pretty adept at it by now.

She closed her eyes again and snuggled deeper under the covers. She would go to sleep this time. She would.

With that resolve firmly in mind, she drifted off to sleep only to find her mind entangled inside a vivid dream.

~*Dream*~

A five-year-old Kagome woke up from a deep sleep, her small chubby arms raised above her cat in a gentle stretching. She could see her mother driving the car and she got excited at the thought that they were taking a trip together.

“Mommy, mommy where are we going?” she yelled at her mommy, her voice tinged with all the excitement that only a five-year-old could exhibit.

“Now, now Kagome, you have to stop disturbing me while I'm driving. Hush, dear. It's a surprise. We'll be there soon.”

“A swaprise? What's a swaprise, mommy?” she asked leaning forward in her baby seat. She leaned over to the window and looked out trying to see where they were going. But she couldn't make out anything. A heavy mist enshrouded the car and Kagome felt that they were floating amongst the clouds. She felt excited again. Maybe they were going to take a trip to the moon. Her mother had described to her that the way to the moon was filled with clouds. Maybe this was what it felt like. She couldn't wait to see the moon.

“You know dear-“ her mother began, but a sudden screeching sounded outside, followed by a pair of headlights heading right towards them. The mist cleared and suddenly Kagome could see a large truck heading straight for them. Her eyes widened in surprise and she clutched at her mommy's sleeve in fear. That was when they crashed into the truck.

Kagome felt jolted back against her baby seat and she watched as the world whirled around her. She scrunched up her eyes as tears fell down her cheeks. she covered either side of her face with her chubby hands to keep the world from twisting around her.

“Make it stop, mommy! Mommy!”

But no mommy replied back. Suddenly the jolting stopped, and little Kagome lay on her side safely buckled in the baby seat. She pushed her hair out of her eyes and looked up through tear-stained eyes. Her mother sat sprawled across the seat beside her. One arm was flung through the broken window and blood trickled down from the cut on her wrist.

“Mommy?” Kagome called out again, but it was of no use. She was gone to some place much beyond the present world.

“Mommy! Mommy!” Kagome cried out again and again. She struggled against the straps belting her into the baby seat. She had to get to her mother! Mommy had a boo boo. She would kiss and make it alright. Mommy will get up then.

First it was your mother Kagome.

Now it will be you.

A pair of red eyes appeared before her out of the darkness inside the car, disembodied and laughing at her small struggles.

“Give mommy back!” she screamed at the eyes, knowing somehow that he was the one who had taken her away. “Give back!”

Be patient Kagome. First there will be pleasure and then there will be pain. Just you wait.

A sharp pain sliced her from behind and she slumped back against the seat, her eyes widened in pain and horror, until blackness overcame her.

~*End Of Dream*~

Kagome woke up with a start. What was that? What was that dream? Her eyes moved over to the window. Those faint shadows were playing again. Seeing them she remembered where she was and she slumped back against the pillows in visible relief. It was just a dream. It had all been just a dream. Maybe her mind was fabricating dreams using the details from her mother's accident. Nonetheless, it was only a bad dream.

But no matter how many times she repeated the litany she couldn't shake the creepy feeling away. There will be pleasure before pain? What did that mean?

Suddenly she felt a presence behind her. She stifled a gasp as an arm snaked around her waist and pulled her back, spooning her against a lean body.

When she turned around, it was….

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