InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Watcher ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

A/N- This just popped into my head one day when it seamed everything was going wrong so I thought I'd write it down. I hate when something interesting comes to me and I don't write it down. Then it's lost and I'm kicking myself in the ass for not writing it down. So yeah. I hope ya like this story. I know my others suck ass. I'm not that good of a writer but my horribly written stories that my friends like help get stuff off my chest so yeah. If ya like it please tell me. And if ya don't, still tell me. And if ya don't mind, tell me what's wrong. Don't be too harsh though. I can only take so much bitching. K? K. Happy we're on the same boat. And if not, ya'll can just swim. He he. Anyway enjoy. I guess…

 

 

The Watcher

By: Ame Mizu

 

Chapter I

 

 

Immediately fallowing the arrival home from the party she had went to with her friends, Kagome walked up to her refrigerator. After checking to make sure no one was around to witness her next move she reached up and snatched a full bottle of whiskey from the top of the frig. She practically ripped the lid off and guzzled down half of the 750 mL bottle. After neatly replacing the bottle back on top the refrigerator, she turned the kitchen light off and sat down at the table.

 

 

This had been the norm for about three months now. She would come home from pretending like she was perfectly fine and pour herself into the whiskey. Or pouring the whiskey into herself. Whichever way you want to look at it. I hated every drop that she guzzled down. Even more than that I hated how she smelt when she would pore that horrible liquid into her body. I didn't even have to use my demon senses to know that every drink she took she died a little more.

 

 

I had been so engrossed in my thoughts that I hadn't even realized that she had fallen asleep at the table. Or so I thought. Then I saw it. The tiniest of shudders. Odd. It was practically boiling in the house, how could she be cold? Was she sick? One sniff and that question flew out the door. Instead of the gagging sent of sickness I smelt the heartbreaking smell of tears. She was crying. That was the last thing I would have guessed. Out of the eight months that I had been watching her I had only seen her cry once, and that had been when her dog had died. What was wrong now?

 

 

Before I knew what hit me she jumped out of the seat and through herself at me. In a split second she had her arms wrapped around my waist and her face berried in my chest, spilling tears down my red dress shirt. I was frozen. How could she see me? How did she know I was there? All those eight months she had never acknowledged my presence. Never seen me. And that was how it was suppose to be. I had paid a great deal to get the cloaking spell that I had worn for those eight months. Kaede would pay later for her insolence.

 

A/N-Hope ya liked it. Review if ya want if not that's fine too. Just so ya know the more good reviews the more chapters. Well tootles! Till next time.