InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Demon Inside ❯ The Battle ( Chapter 3 )

The Demon Inside

 

Chapter 3:the Battle Begins

 

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Inu Yasha had little time to think of Kagome with all the hype that came from battle preparations. Part of his deal with Kagome's grandfather was to protect her village from the swarm of demons that was cleverly detected.

 

He was full demon by morning and was ready to take on the world—ready to die for Kagome even if it meant protecting her village.

 

Captain Mussou had rode ahead in order to prepare the village for his arrival. One of the many perks of being royalty was that every time you went somewhere for the first time, preparations meant BIG FEAST!...

 

The thought made his tummy grumble…

 

“Are you famished already, Inu Yasha?” said a voice from aside.

 

“I'm always hungry, Miroku,” Inu Yasha barked. Almost instantly, a maid servant presented him with a plate of fruits. He twitched his nose and dismissed her…

 

I hate fruits…

 

And it was then that Miroku displayed a hunger of another kind…

 

Down on bended knee he went and he took the maid servant's free hand. “Kind and patient miss. How I admire your persistence with such a feisty Lord—“

 

Inu Yasha snarled in the background. “WHO YOU CALLING FIESTY!!!”

 

“Will you bear my children?”

 

The maid blushed furiously, breath taken and completely embarrassed. She opened her mouth to say something. Miroku's eyes glittered in anticipation. But before a single sound was able to escape her timid mouth, Miroku was pummeled to the floor, a large, red hand mark, tattooed on his face.

 

“Have you any respect?” hollered another maiden older than the fruit-bearing one. Her clothes were much less peasant-like—she must work for another royal. “Come now Midoru,” she pleasantly guided, “we'll put those fruits away now, okay?” “Yes, Miss Sango,” Midoru nodded running back to the castle. Sango's smile quickly turned upside-down but she never said a thing—it was like she was waiting for something.

 

“Lady Sango, you are looking beautiful today—“

 

“DON'T EVEN START!!”

 

“But my Lady, such beauty is not meant to go unpronounced,”

 

It was then that even Sango began to blush furiously.

 

“Please my Lady, bear my children,”

 

…which earned him a matching tattoo on the other cheek. Sango stormed off toward the castle.

~*~

 

By the time Sango reached Kagome's room she was calm. It wasn't that she didn't like being complimented. She just didn't like what came after that.

“Bear his children…” she scoffed. Men always wanted something in return from her. Selfish, but they were loveable.

 

Kagome sat and stood on the terrace. Gazing into nothingness. Sango had told Miss Saigon that she was unwell.

 

But Sango never knew why.

 

Before Sango could join Kagome on the terrace, Kagome spoke.

 

“Sango… what does the demon lord look like?”

 

“Well, physically… he has light hair. And gold eyes… he's very hot-headed…” Sango recited.

 

“Oh…” It was Kagome's only response.

 

Kagome had hoped that by some freak of nature it was her dark-haired violet-eyed Romeo.

 

But alas…

 

She had remained pure all her life. She was taught and taught not to lie. Not to sin. She was nervous though. Last night, she had sinned. Not intentionally, and it wasn't her entire fault, but she was distraught. She still wanted to be a good wife, but how could she now that she had relations with another man.

“Kagome, what troubles you?” Sango asked.

 

“Last night… I…” Kagome looked to Sango, tears in her eyes. “I kissed another man.”

 

Sango dropped the cup of water she was about to give Kagome. It fell with a clang and the water spilled everywhere.

 

“h-how? No man is allowed in the Princess' chambers.”

 

“He must've climbed up from the terrace.” Sango looked down. It would have been a long climb up.

 

“How do you know him?” she asked.

 

“That's the thing…” Kagome added “I don't know him… I don't even know what he looks like… my eyes were closed the whole time.”

 

Sango sucked in a long breath.

 

“I feel terribly guilty, Sango... I feel so… dirty.” Kagome shivered. “I must confess… but… how would the Lord react to this, you think.”

 

Sango trembled at the thought. “The Lord is a jealous type. He'd kill the man. But I fear what he'd do to you…”

 

She sighed.

 

The pair shared a moment of silence. Amidst their thoughts of fear and worry, they lost all awareness of the world around them. The vast lands of the Eastern Lord and the vineyards were all a blur. Even the sunset, beautiful as if painted in water colour was nothing but a flush of colours that had long since faded in their colour.

 

Only the startled birds seemed to notice the stranger hanging from the terrace.

 

 

AN:OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH a STRAAAAAAAAAANGEEEEEEER…. Is it Inu Yasha again?

I unno

 

Okay I lied I DO know…

 

Next chappie is coming… don't pull out any hair…

 

ANIFREAKANGEL… OUT…