InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Strategist, the Leader, the Infiltrator and the Suicide ❯ Saving Inuyasha ( Chapter 2 )

 

 

 

 

Saving Inuyasha

 

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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

 

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“I'm Higurashi Kagome. My friend here is Tsuji Kazuhiko, and like I said before, we're from the future Edo.”

 

“How did you learn to fight like that?” Inuyasha sputtered out the first question that had been nagging his mind.

 

Kagome smiled proudly. “We're actually soldiers, members of an elite unit. Our division is trained mainly for ground battle. I'm the strategist, and Kazuhiko —,” she paused. Suddenly her mood changed, an air of heaviness closed on her features.

 

“I'm the secret weapon,” Kazuhiko completed her sentence coolly. He wrapped his arm around her waist discreetly in attempt of a comfort.

 

Inuyasha frowned over their surreptitious intimacy, and then he chided himself for being jealous when he barely knew them at all. But, still, the girl carried the jewel in her. When Urasue* resurrected Kikyou's body, she hadn't found the jewel that was supposed to be embedded in her body, and now the said stone was found in this girl's body. Apparently she could even spur the jewel, remembering that she had correctly aimed her shot. It could only mean one thing; Kagome was Kikyou's reincarnation.

 

{{*I know that the ogress needed Kagome's soul to resurrect Kikyou, but in this fiction let's just say that Urasue had found a way to resurrect Kikyou without Kagome's soul*}}

 

“Kikyou…” Inuyasha whispered subconsciously.

 

“Excuse me? No, it's Kagome.” Kagome was baffled over the hanyou's reaction, how could he mishear Kagome for Kikyou?

 

“No! That couldn't be…” Sango gasped. Her eyes widened over the fact that she could probably be the clay miko's reincarnation.

 

“Of course it is, the last time I checked…” her sentence hung uncompleted in the air. Kagome looked around to find surprised faces of the three companions over a fact that only they knew. She edged closer to Kazuhiko, feeling a bit insecure. Suddenly the hanyou growled as if reproving her reaction.

 

“That's it. Let's go, Kazuhiko. We are so out of here. Thank you for your errm… unconventional hospitality, but we must get going. Goodbye.”

 

“No wait, Miss, please… We would like to explain something. I suggest we go to a more comfortable place where I could explain our newfound fact to you without interruption.”

 

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“A reincarnation? Me? No, absolutely not.” Kagome stood up and stubbornly stomped her foot.

 

The group sat together on the ground. They were now in a small hut.

 

“What do you mean no!? Stupid human, you can't just turn away from this proven fact!”

 

“I don't care, and what got you so riled anyway? The whole time was like as if I'm a nuisance to you. First you accuse me of destroying the jewel as if it belongs to you when it was from me, my body, that it was taken, and now this. You are one rude childish mutt!” Kagome just had it with his behavior towards her.

 

“Inuyasha, you will behave yourself!” The old miko, named Kaede, ordered him sternly. The hanyou only growled out his response.

 

“We are not sure about this too, but, like I said, when my sister died, she took the jewel in her, and it was found in your body.”

 

“Kazuhiko, can you believe this? Good God! I'm supposed to carry a soul of a priestess in me, and they say that crack was a twentieth century's invention.” She huffed in annoyance. Kazuhiko only smiled and stretched out his hand, beckoning her to come to him. She immediately complied and rested her back against his hard chest as he pulled her towards him.

 

The monk cleared out his throat while Kaede, Inuyasha, and Sango looked away, feeling a bit uneasy over the open intimacy.

 

Kazuhiko looked up and smiled gently. “Maybe she is the reincarnation of the priestess.” Kagome started, but he pulled her back towards him and stroked her hair. “Sshh… I said maybe, didn't I? But I think Kagome should decide for herself if she is truly the reincarnation of the miko. I mean the soul belongs to her now, so what does it matter who she was before?”

 

The group fell into silence. They finally understand the girl's stubborn conduct. To her, individuality did matter, being told all her life that she was exceptional, and that was what she knew she was, different. So to doubt the uniqueness of her being was to belittle her existence. But, anyway, didn't individuality matter to anyone? No one would like to be pointed out that they had lived someone else's life.

 

Kagome clasped his hand in hers and kissed it, offering him a silent thank you.

 

“Maybe we should be more tactful bringing upon the subject, but what matter is that we would like you to help us, Kagome. You seemed to be the only one who could spur the jewel. We need to find all the shards back before they fall into the hands of Naraku.” Kaede looked grave as she mentioned the name of their enemy.

 

Kagome pondered over this. They had explained to her before who Naraku was and all his crimes against them and the rest of the country. She almost smiled ironically when she realized the fact that she was avoiding a battle in the past future only to stumble upon another battle in the presence past.

 

But there was something else besides Naraku and the miko. It was the jewel. They cofirmed her that it granted wishes except when it was an unselfish wish. Because after such wish was made, the jewel would disappear forever. Kagome started, she could use a wish or two.

 

“I'll help you in one condition. I would like to make a wish too on the jewel.”

 

“Then it's settled. You'll help us.”

 

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“Kagome-sama —”

 

“Kagome-sama? Ooh… I like you, monk. No one has ever called me that. I would call you Miroku-sama then,” turning to her companion, “Kazuhiko, isn't he lovely? I've never seen a holy man before, but he is unlike everything I imagined.”

 

Unconscious to the monk's leering face and his awkward movement to shift his lower region, she continued to praise the monk.

 

“Watch it, wench. You'd only arouse him more if you continue lauding him. His pride is not the only thing that's swelling right now,” while he said this, Inuyasha was smiling wickedly.

 

“Wha—” The girl looked at the appointed area and screamed, “AAAAAARGH! You — you — you're no MONK! You're not pure at all! And — and — how can you get a hard-on over something like that!?”

 

“I think it was on the word `lovely',” the monk replied calmly and smirked. “So you find me lovely, don't you?”

 

She scrunched up her cute little nose in disgust, eyes narrowing, looking at him accusingly. “Not right now. You're not!”

 

They were camping outside for the night. Inuyasha had insisted that they started their quest after Kagome had agreed to join them.

 

Suddenly Inuyasha stood up. He smelled the night air and vanished into the darkness.

 

Kagome frowned. “What was that all about?”

 

The monk sighed tiredly. “His night-ritual, actually our night-ritual. Did you see those soul stealer?” Kagome blinked. Miroku grinned and explained graphically, “Those floating green little demons.”

 

“Oh, those eel-like things?”

 

The monk coughed to hide his amusement. “Yes, those, they belong to Kikyou, Inuyasha's old flame. She sought him every night to drag him to hell.”

 

Kagome lifted her brow. “Every night? But he's still here.”

 

“Well, we can't exactly allow him to be dragged to hell, Kagome-sama. We are, after all, his friends, and after some time, our interfering became something like training. But now it is downright boring.” Miroku sighed again. “I mean it's so uneventful. Sango would throw her hiraikotsu at him, and I would chant my sutra to drive her away.”

 

The monk sighed once again, and Sango nodded her agreement.

 

Suddenly his face brightened. “Would you like to try it for once, Kagome-sama?”

 

Kagome frowned. “Try what? Convince him to stay? Why should I? He's such a pest.”

 

“But, Kagome-sama, it'll be fun. We could make a bet out of this.”

 

Sango interfered, “A bet, monk?”

 

Miroku looked down sheepishly. “Well, a harmless bet, like who gets to cook breakfast in the morning or washes the girls' backs when they're bathing —”

 

!!BONK!!

 

“Watch it, monk.” Sango wiped her hiraikotsu clean. Kagome giggled over the incident.

 

Kazuhiko grinned. “Well, I guess that wouldn't be necessary.”

 

“What wouldn't be necessary?” Kagome asked him between her giggles.

 

“To convince him to stay. Ten minutes have passed since Inuyasha went to the forest.”

 

“OH, SHIT!” The two friends immediately made their way to the neglected hanyou.

 

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“Okay Kagome-sama, there he is. Look, he's in trance. You have to break him out of his trance first. If you succeeded, the first five shards belong to you. Good luck.”

 

“Is that Kikyou over there? Is that thing supposed to share my soul?” Kagome studied the clay miko. Her eyes scanned her appearance. Their faces might be a bit similar, but Kagome was indeed the more captivating (A/N: isn't she always is?). Maybe the difference lay in their eyes, the other's smoky blue and lively while the eyes of the miko brown and dead, or maybe the maturity of the features, Kagome's young and soft while the miko's hard and defined. These two faces, when viewed together side by side, wouldn't suggest any similarity to the eyes familiar with their persons.

 

But the difference lay deep down than that. It was in the aura. While the undead miko flaunted her borrowed ki to the vicinity, Kagome hid hers; while Kikyou looked false in her attempt to be serene, Kagome was every bit of innocence and liveliness. Heart-stopping was the reaction of the beholder of the eyes that rested upon the blue eyed girl's features. These facts alone were enough to make them appeared physically dissimilar.

 

Time to save Inuyasha from errm… himself?

 

“Yo, you aho, do you really want to go to hell?” Inuyasha's eyes that a minute ago had been empty now shone back with life.

 

“Who are you calling aho, wench!?” he shouted back, annoyed.

 

“See, Kazuhiko. He wants it. Let him be. The wish belongs solely to us then.”

 

“Hey! Hey! Wait a minute! Who said —”

 

“What!? You want the jewel too? You're going to die anyway. Don't be so greedy, or Amida Buddha won't admit you in his Nirvana. Oh! I forgot; you're going to hell… Well, was lovely knowing you. Come on Kazuhiko; let's go.”

 

Inuyasha started to call out to her. When she didn't respond, he stepped out of Kikyou's embrace, oblivious that he had even done that at all.

 

“Miroku-sama, I won! The first seven shards belong to me!” Kagome clapped her hands happily.

 

“The agreement was only five, Kagome-sama,” Miroku protested.

 

“That's right, but he has broken out of her hold by himself. I didn't even have the chance to knock him out.” Kagome pouted cutely.

 

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?” Inuyasha was practically steaming from fury.

 

While the group was arguing, the undead miko was neglected in her wrath. She reached out for her bow and shot an arrow in their direction.

 

Kazuhiko caught the arrow that was meant for Kagome without even looking at where the arrow was coming from, he snapped the arrow into two, and dropped them to the ground.

 

Kazuhiko turned slowly to face the miko as he spoke calmly but dangerously, “you will never try that ever again.”

 

Kikyou narrowed her eyes. “Who is she?”

 

Suddenly all eyes were turning to her and Kagome. Inuyasha stammered, “I think she is — your reincarnation —” and he fell to the ground.

 

Kagome rubbed her fist, glaring at the hanyou, and all the while Kikyou smiled wickedly. “I shall enjoy taking your soul out of your body.” The clay miko said as she left the vicinity, followed by the drifting soul stealers.

 

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“Inuyasha, you should go and apologize to Kagome-sama.” Miroku nudged the hanyou.

 

“Why should I? I didn't say anything that was untrue, and she was the one who hit me, remember!?” Inuyasha massaged his stinging cheek.

 

Sango huffed. “You deserved it anyway, insensitive jerk! Go on, get going and apologize to her. She saved your life today in case you forgot!”

 

“I didn't ask her to save my life! And it was a bet! You guys actually bet on me!”

 

“Stop whining like a kid! All you have to do is to go to her and say `I'm sorry'. What's so hard about that!?”

 

Inuyasha stomped his way to Kagome. She was sitting under a tree. Kazuhiko was napping on the other side. Inuyasha slowed his pace until he was right before her. He managed to grit out his apology.

 

Kagome looked up sharply. She glared at him for a second, and then her eyes softened. “Sorry, I hit you.”

 

“I'm —” All of a sudden an aura of danger closed in on them. Inuyasha sniffed the air. He swore under his breath.

 

“Who's coming, now?” Kagome asked him.

 

“Sesshoumaru.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Aho: stupid

 

 

 

A/N: yes, I dislike Kikyou, that was quite obvious after this chapter, I think. Well, hope you enjoy it, and please, please do review, you don't know how much your opinions mean to me.

 

 

Review on MM.org:

*layol*: thank you for your review, hope you like this chap.

 

Reviews on a single spark site:

*Melody*: yepp, I think Kazu-kun is sexy too. And I just have to have Kagome wears the skirt, I mean, tall boots with pants? No, it has to be a mini skirt. And when it goes up in a fight, well… that's what it's actually supposed to do… excuse me for my hentai mind.

*Lynn (Fiery_Ice_Kitsune)*: was it really that funny, the part with the gun? Yeah I guess, bow and arrow are so much like what Kikyou uses, I rather have my Kagome uses a gun and a katana, but then again, a purifying bullet! It really is silly.

 

Reviews on AFF:

*Kaleigh*: Thanks for your review; actually I do mean boke, not baka. Boke is also japanese and it means dummy, I think boke is also often used in other mangas.

*ChocolateHentai*: glad you find the fic interesting, thank you.