InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ This Wasn't In The Job Description ❯ Revelations ( Chapter 57 )

Chapter 57

 

Revelations

 

The beach on the back of InuYasha's house was littered in debris. Stray loose tiles kept falling off, onto the heads of InuYasha and Kagome as they tried to get the sand out of their mouths, hair and clothes. Snarling angrily, InuYasha looked up at the destroyed roof. Another tile fell and hit him on the back of the head.

 

“Fuck!”

 

Kagome glanced at the roof, batting the sand out of her hair, and then rolled her eyes at InuYasha ruefully. Well, at least they were alive. She shuddered at how eerily similar her dream was to what had just happened. Those were the most powerful minions Naraku had set on them yet. He must be getting desperate.

 

“What do we do now?” Kagome asked wearily.

 

Chucking the sheathed Tessaiga into the sand blade first, InuYasha sat down heavily on the beach. He ran a hand through his hair in exasperation as Kagome came to his side and placed a hand comfortingly on his arm. He looked at her and quirked a wry smirk.

 

“We got no choice,” InuYasha replied. “We wait for Miroku and Sango, then we get the fuck out of here.”

 

“You have any ideas where we are going?” Kagome said softly.

 

InuYasha snorted. “Wherever the clues lead us.”

 

“So you think these clues will tell us where we should go?”

 

“They have to,” InuYasha said, getting up and grabbing the sword. “They are likely the last ones we will get.”

 

Nodding in agreement, Kagome got up and followed him back in the house. It seemed she would have to call the contractors and tell them that there was a setback to their work…and they should now bring in a roofer as well. But first, she needed a bath. The sand had worked its way into all sorts of uncomfortable places, and chafed at her irritatingly. InuYasha smirked at her humorously as she walked stiffly into the house and straight to the bathroom.

 

After her bath, Kagome got dressed and made her phone calls. Then she made breakfast, which she and InuYasha ate silently. Kagome could tell InuYasha was brooding by the way he picked at his food, instead of just wolfing it down. Stifling her usual need to address his moods, Kagome concentrated on her own breakfast. Poor InuYasha now had two damaged houses, and Naraku's pursuit was relentless and intense. She really could find nothing to say to him that hadn't already been said. Better to let him speak first.

 

The doorbell rang.

 

“I'll get it,” Kagome said, and left the table.

 

It was the contractors. Kagome led them in back, looking sheepishly at the ground as they gasped at the extensive damage. Luckily, they asked no questions, and she slunk away.

 

Back in the living room, Kagome and InuYasha tried to relax. Workmen came by to start the repairs, and the noise made it difficult for them to concentrate. InuYasha put his guitar down with a noise of disgust, and Kagome looked up from her magazine at him and gave him a small smile. He snorted and smirked back at her, then shook his head sadly.

 

“Why don't we go for a walk, and get some lunch?” Kagome suggested.

 

“Good idea,” InuYasha replied. “This fucking noise is driving me crazy…let me just get a shirt on and my boots.”

 

When they were ready to go, Kagome spoke to the contractors before they left. Quietly, they walked together down the streets of the town, and InuYasha glanced over at Kagome. Her expression was withdrawn and pensive, and worried him a bit.

 

“You okay?” InuYasha asked. “What are you thinking?”

 

“I was thinking about how my dream reflected what had happened this morning,” Kagome said softly. “It was so similar, it's frightening. What does it mean that I had such a prophetic dream?”

 

“I don't know,” InuYasha replied. “But my dream was also prophetic - too close to reality for comfort.”

 

A dark cloud seemed to descend over InuYasha, and Kagome felt guilty for having started the conversation. But as they walked, Kagome's hand brushed his, and he quickly took it in his and held onto it firmly. A small smile came to Kagome's lips, and she stole a look at him. A slight smirk came to the corner of his mouth as he met her eyes a moment, with a sheepish expression. Kagome stifled a sigh - he really did not mean to be moody. But she knew how he really felt, his self-doubts and fears, and what he did not say, she could surmise. It did not matter, she loved him with a fierce passion and nothing, not even he himself, could ever change that or make her leave him.

 

~*~

 

In front of the police station in downtown Tokyo, Sango sat in Miroku's car, waiting. Absently, she petted Kirara in her lap. Outside the car window, she watched people coming and going, hoping to get a glimpse of Miroku as he returned. Waiting was getting harder and harder for her, and nervously, she drummed her fingers on the car's door. Kirara chirped and looked up at the sound, and Sango murmured at her reassuringly until she subsided and cuddled down again.

 

`This has to be it,' Sango thought anxiously. `Kohaku can't wait much longer for help.'

 

Fear clutched at her heart as Sango thought about her brother. In her mind, she saw his pale face, lying in the bed behind the protective bubble at the hospital. She was so wrapped up in these thoughts, she almost missed Miroku's return.

 

“Okay, we are all set,” Miroku said, climbing in the driver's seat beside her. “Take this, would you?”

 

Miroku handed Sango a manila envelope, containing their clues. Carefully, she took it from him, and looked at it hopefully. He smiled at her encouragingly and started the car. She longed to open it up, but they had agreed to wait until everyone was together. Still, there was no harm asking….

 

“Were they able to decipher more of the clues for us?” Sango said.

 

“I think so,” Miroku responded. “At least, they should be more legible.”

 

“That is good news,” Sango said, her voice tinged with relief.

 

“Don't worry, Sango,” Miroku said, and she let him squeeze her hand a moment. “We are getting closer to finding the formula. I'm sure we will be able to help Kohaku soon.”

 

Sango smiled and nodded, and then looked out the window so he would not see her tears. But truly, she knew that Miroku really cared. If only he would stop being such a lech, maybe she would let him know how she felt. She wiped the tears away with the tips of her fingers, and took a deep breath. Then she turned to face Miroku again. He smiled at her so sympathetically, she felt it touch her heart, and warmth grew there. He was such a silly, handsome devil…but always a faithful friend and comrade in arms. Maybe someday, he would stop his foolish ways when he realized what possibilities lay between them if he did.

 

When Miroku and Sango arrived at InuYasha's house in Kamakura, Sango's brows drew together in confusion. Workmen were carrying beams towards the back of the property as Miroku parked the car in front of the house. Although there was no sign of InuYasha and Kagome, the car and bike were there.

 

“Are we at the right house?” Sango asked. “I did not know the house was under construction.”

 

“It wasn't when I left,” Miroku said darkly. “This is the right house, alright. But I am afraid something might have happened.”

 

As Kagome and InuYasha turned the corner of the street on their return from lunch, Kagome gasped when she recognized Miroku's car. She heard a rumble of resignation from InuYasha at her side. They both realized that Sango and Miroku were probably confused at what was taking place at the house. InuYasha grabbed her hand, and pulled her after him at a quick trot. The car doors opened and Sango got out with Kirara, while Miroku got out and quirked an eyebrow quizzically, as they came to a halt in front of them.

 

“Yeah, I know,” InuYasha growled. “What do you think fucking happened.”

 

“I take it you were attacked again,” Miroku said.

 

“Did your attackers do the damage or was it you again?” Sango said ruefully.

 

“A little of both, I'm afraid.” Kagome answered. “But come inside anyway. The damage is to the back of the house, and the roof.”

 

Miroku snorted and Sango shook her head sadly, while InuYasha scowled at them. But they all went back in the house as Kagome suggested. Once inside, Kagome gestured to the dining room table, and they all sat down. Kirara jumped out of Sango's arms and stretched, then went to prowl around the house as Sango placed the manila envelope on the table.

 

Brusquely, InuYasha reached for the envelope and opened it up. He handed the sheets of paper to Kagome, and everyone bent over and eagerly examined them as she placed them down, one next to the other. They were not the original journal sheets. Instead, they were photostats that had been treated and enhanced to bring out more of the writing on them.

 

“I don't think these make much sense,” InuYasha said in disgust. “It's all a jumbled mess.”

 

There were lists and instructions, and anxieties about being followed which Midoriko expressed. But it was not in any order, and the bits and pieces did not seem to fit. Biting her lip, something caught Kagome's eye.

 

I should have been more friendly with Kikyo's boyfriend - sorry to say I hardly knew him. But from what she told me, he could have explained more to me about where I am going, what dangers I faced, since allegedly he came from there…

 

Excitement grew inside Kagome's chest, and she paled and felt a tingling sensation as it dawned on her what Midoriko was saying. Was no one else seeing this? A quick glance at their intense, but puzzled expressions made her realize she was the first one to notice. It was time to speak up.

 

“Midoriko went to the demon realm,” Kagome said in a hushed tone of voice. “You were the one she regretted not speaking to, InuYasha. She found a way to access the portals and escaped to hide in plain sight - right under Naraku's nose.”

 

Everyone looked up at Kagome, astonished, as she picked up the page and held it out to show them. They all peered at it wonderingly.

 

“Yes, I think she is right,” said Miroku. “It makes sense - what else could she have meant here?”

 

“It's settled then,” InuYasha said, getting up from the table purposefully. “Pack up Kagome, and find us a portal. We are going back to the demon realm.”

 

A/N: Sorry it took so long. I did not want to overburden my beta, she was has re-edit the whole story because it got disqualified by the IYFG for punctuation. Plus, real life has been kicking me in the ass recently and it has been hard to write…but hopefully, my writers block has ended.