InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Through The Mist ❯ Chapter 11 ( Chapter 11 )

Chapter 11

 

It was three days after my fight with Sango and experience with Inuyasha, and I felt pretty crummy. We still weren't talking, she'd called thirteen times already, but I just couldn't find it in my heart to forgive her. Miroku had invited us both out one night, but I had to decline because I couldn't see her, not after what happened.

 

I was bored out of my mind! I hadn't left the house since that night and it was incredibly boring! Not just that, Inuyasha hadn't phoned me! I was beyond pissed now, how couldn't he phone me after our make out session on the beach. If the way he reacted to our kisses indicated anything I would say he had enjoyed himself enough to call me, but I guess not. Bastard!

 

I shook my head, it was only another three weeks before we returned to the city, and then I would hopefully never see any of them again. Unfortunately, I knew that wouldn't happen because Sango went to my school, and Miroku, her sort of boyfriend was my neighbor. I was avid that after these three weeks I could avoid him. Idiotic and cowardly. I am idiotic and cowardly, just because something wasn't going my way; I tried to run away. And pathetic.

 

I was sprawled out over the bed, watching some anime flash across the screen, but this one couldn't seem to captivate my attention long enough to make sense. I flipped it off and went downstairs to look for Mama. Of course I found her in the kitchen, chopping carrots for supper. What surprised me is that she wasn't alone. My heart leapt as I saw Sango sitting in the chair, quietly chatting with mama. “Sango?” I breathed.

 

“Kagome.” She stood up, her long legs were uncovered except for the short white miniskirt she wore with her black tube top with 08 plastered across the front in bold pink. “Can we go to your room?”

 

I would have liked very much to tell her to that no, she couldn't come up to my room and to get lost, but of course by her desperate look I decided against it. I could feel my anger towards her burn out, and I hated myself for the weakness. Not on her, of course, but I always forgive people when they do something so unworthy of accepting. “Yeah, sure.” I replied flippantly.

 

She nodded her head with a shadow of a smile before trotting up the stairs. When we were in my room, door closed so that hopefully nobody would hear my little bitch fit. “I'm so sorry. Please forgive me!” She begged, but that wasn't good enough.

 

“My boyfriend could have killed me, that could have been avoided if I knew he was a fucking demon!”

 

“I know! You don't know how many hours of sleep I've missed thinking about that! I know you could have died! It's been eating away at my conscious since you told me!” Her cheeks were wet with tears. I could guess how many hours of sleep she missed because of the heavy bags under her eyes. Still it was not good enough.

 

“Demons are something worth telling me about Sango! It's like hiding your first kiss! You don't not say something like that! Doesn't your best friend deserve to hear this when her safety's at risk! I've told you every secret! Every fucking secret Sango! I told you about Inuyasha! Inuyasha was my secret and I told you about him! How come you couldn't tell me!? Don't you trust me?” I whispered.

 

“I trust you, trust you more than you understand Kagome! I was trying to protect you! How was I to know you would end up nearly getting raped by one!?”

 

“I told you about my father. Do you know how painful that was for me?”

 

“No, but I will try to make it better. I'm so sorry, please forgive me.” She was groveling now and I finally felt that I could forgive her.

 

“Okay,” I gathered her into my arms and we both giggled at how silly we were being. My quick resentment quickly faded into a brimming smile, as we apologized to each other about how dumb we were being, and that we should never keep secrets from each other. An hour later I felt better than I had in days, Sango and I were closer than ever before. Of course, like all good things, it had to come to an end, although my mother invited her to stay for dinner she had to decline, saying she promised to be home for supper and was already running late.

 

I waved her off at the front stairs, going back in to find my mother with a knowing smile. “What?”

 

“I'm glad you and Sango are friends again.” She dried her hands on her apron and went back into the kitchen without another word. I couldn't figure out how she found out that we were on the outs.

 

I poked my head into the kitchen, asking when supper would be ready. “Ten minutes, dear.” She replied.

 

I nodded my head and returned to my room, waiting for her to call me downstairs. Gramps was at a friend's home and Souta was out with his girlfriend. Well not exactly a girlfriend, he denied it every time I grilled him on it, but from the way he blushed it was rather obvious. The girl scared me a little bit to be honest; she was, to put it bluntly, a soulless albino. Her eyes seemed to stare right through me, and she was rather obsessive with her appearance, carrying a mirror everywhere she went.

 

I shrugged my shoulders, wishing I had Buyo here with me. We decided to leave my fat cat in the care of our neighbor, and I was missing him terribly. He was fun to bug, though I could never love another animal more than his pudgy self. I finally felt I could have a good nights' sleep, something that had been alluding me for the past three days.

 

Mama called me down before I knew it and we ate our meal together in silence. We didn't bother with words, even though we always had a close relationship. It was a good meal and it was gone in a matter of minutes, but then I felt something was wrong. “Mama?” The tension between us was thick and I couldn't figure out why.

 

“Kagome, Kouga was found a bloody wreck in the middle of the forest. The police phoned me yesterday, asking me if I knew anything. I told them I would talk to you, but you were home that day. Kagome, I trust that you'll tell me if you know anything about this. I know you really liked him Kagome, and I'm sorry I had to be the one to tell you.”

 

She was perturbed about this, really worried and I couldn't think of one thing to say. My mouth hung open, how couldn't I think up an excuse?! I couldn't tell her about Inuyasha or why he saved me. I was speechless, agape, and caught in my own trap. I couldn't lie, my conscious would destroy me, but I couldn't be honest, it would just butcher me even more. And Inuyasha. As much fury as I felt towards him, I had a feeling he wasn't exactly a crowd person, and I wouldn't wish attention on him he didn't want. From the way he had just appeared into my life, never heard of by Sango, who knew everyone, he was just there. I couldn't put him in such an awkward position.

 

Finally, after a long and uncomfortable minute, I answered. The devil on my shoulder winning out. “I have no clue, I was with Sango all day. I can't believe it!” I let out a fake gasp. “I phoned him earlier that day, asking if he wanted to hang out, but he said he couldn't!” I covered my mouth in horror.

 

“Okay dear, I believe you.” Tears pricked at the back of my eyes at how she believed me without a second thought. Completely trusting my story, not bothering to check it with Sango or her parents. “I'll tell the police, though they might double check it. Kagome, you may not want to hear this from me right now, but I never liked him and what he did to you. He didn't treat you right.” She shook her head and stood up from the table, grabbing our plates and clearing them.

 

I felt like I could throw up, how could I be so awful? I was disgusted with myself, I ran to the bathroom, gagging into the toilet before I rid myself of my clothes, throwing them onto the floor haphazardly before hopping into the shower. The Plexiglas door slammed shut behind me as I turned on the water to a scalding heat, trying to sterilize myself of the horrid person of lies that was covering me, transforming me into something I despised. My body glowed a scorching red as I cleansed myself. Still the ghastly layer of hate still remained with me. I could have washed myself for hours, but soon, too soon, the hot water ran out.

 

I leaped out of the shower, pulling a terry cloth around me, drying my hair, my body and my tears. I ran into my bedroom, not wanting my mother to witness my disgrace. I pulled on a long T-shirt and some shorts, crawling into bed before pulling the covers way over my head. I didn't release the comforter from my steely hold until I was far into the depths of sleep.

 

 

I was there again, the eerie world of dreams. She was waiting for me. I was surprised she hadn't made an earlier appearance, yet none the less thankful. I was in the clearing, the silent meadow that I had been dreading. Butterflies were frozen in mid flap, and the birds were just shadows against the grassy floor. She sat under the tree, the tree where Inuyasha had been. I sighed in relief when I saw he was no longer impaled there, instead there was only the notch where the arrow had pierced the wood. “I decided it would make you uncomfortable.” She hissed.

 

“How thoughtful of you.” I spat back. Then I remembered there was no point in arguing with her, in the end I would come out the winner because of my advantage. If she argued with me I wouldn't follow out her orders, not that I'd follow her orders anyway, but she'd have more of a chance of swaying me anyway. I couldn't bring myself to harm him, even after he hurt me. I was shocked when I realized this, but then again, I could never intentionally harm something, I had been known for taking in stray animals.

 

“Wrong. Kagome, foolish child, you need a good night's sleep as much as you need food or water. Sleeping is one of the things I can prevent, don't be distressed though, I must train you before we start worrying about that.” She chided.

 

“Thanks for the help. I can't harm Inuyasha; hell I can't harm you! Fucking conscious!” I growled.

 

“You couldn't harm me if you wanted to, besides killing Inuyasha is something that you can't prevent. It was written before you were born.”

 

“Trust me, I really want to hurt you.” I said ignoring her comment. It confused me more than it scared me. Who wrote my life out like some book? (A/N: That would be me ^_^)

 

“The gods of fate Kagome. Enough of this idle talk, I have to train you before time runs out and he harms you for the jewel.” I glared at her before shrugging my shoulders. I would not take Inuyasha's life, but if there were more demons out there like Kouga the training could be helpful.

 

“Fine.” I shrieked as a bow appeared magically in my hands along with a quiver of arrows in a pouch across my back.

 

“This is the dream world where I control reality, have you not learned that yet idiotic wench?”

 

“Fuck you Kikyou.” I snapped.

 

“This is not time for obscenities.”

 

“Why haven't you taken me to this world before if we're so pressed for time?” I growled thoughtlessly.

 

“You need to be having a goodnight's sleep, not those restless ones you've been having after your intimate experience with Inuyasha.”

 

“How do you know about that?” I demanded flustered.

 

“I am in your body, I see and hear everything. Yes, Kagome, even your thoughts.”

 

“Get out of my head!” I screamed.

 

“Not until you truthfully agree. Not that you're truthful most of the time. The shameless way you lied to your mother.” She tsked. How could one woman make me want to scream and cry while pushing so many sore spots? “I suppose you won't do that tonight, but you will come along.” It annoyed the hell out of me that she was so sure of herself, like everything she said would come true.

 

“I hate you. Leave me alone.” I gritted through my teeth.

 

“Not until you have harnessed your spiritual powers and have destroyed Inuyasha.” She picked up her own bow and quiver from where she was on the ground. I glared at the woman, for the first time noticing her stunning beauty. Her straight and ruly hair was pulled back into a sophisticated ponytail, what all mikos of that day and age had worn I assumed. Her cold features were sculpted into her ivory skin. Perfect. Her miko robes were unflattering, yet it was obvious she was a beauty under the heavy clothing.

 

“I would appreciate it if you quit studying me. It is time we begun.” Her voice cut through the air like a knife. Strong and sharp.

 

“Of course, Kikyou. How could I be so stupid?” I asked sarcastically. For once I wished that morning would come quickly.

 

“Have you ever shot an arrow?”

 

“No,”

 

“Then you better learn quickly. This will be your weapon of choice, though I suggest getting some other weapon until then. I doubt that in your world, from the brief glances I've taken, you'll take the care to carry around a large weapon like these, no matter the danger. Take this.” She threw something wrapped with a tattered cloth to my feet. I stared at it, how was it possible to take something from this world to mine? I picked it, gasping as I saw what it was. A dagger, plain enough, but strangely alluring. The handle was mahogany while the blade was gleaming silver.

 

“Thanks,” I replied nonchalantly.

 

“It isn't hard to use, nor do I have the training to teach it to you so that you may use it with skill. My advice is to stab at the attacker and hope that it does the damage needed to grab your bow. Though I do not expect you to carry it with you, I do expect that you have it within a short distance.”

 

“Deal.”

 

“Alright, time to teach the hopeless.” She murmured, but I heard easily enough. “Your spiritual energy comes from inside. I am impressed that you have used it already without any training. As you have seen, you called upon it when you needed it. Tonight I will attempt to teach you how to find it so that you can call upon it whenever you need it. Though concentrating it will take weeks.” I nodded, trying to be a good student.

 

“Close your eyes.” She instructed. “Concentrate on nothing but your heartbeat, breathing with it.” She demonstrated by closing her eyes and breathing evenly.

 

“I can try.” I did as she had shown. I closed my eyes, trying to block out her stare. I could feel it, piercing into me. Thump, thump, thump. I heard it soon enough, and my breath had evened, going to the slow pace. Try as I may, I never found the nirvana she had promised.

 

“Reach deep inside yourself. Everybody has a glow,” I opened my eyes to stare at her. “You need to find your own. Mikos have a tendency to be able to find theirs easier than the average man.” I nodded my head dumbly. “That's what you're looking for, once you find it, open your eyes and I will explain more to you.”

 

I closed my eyes once again, thankful that there were not the sounds of the birds and bees, knowing they would wreck my concentration. My heartbeat, I heard it steadily pumping. Thump, thump, thump. I inhaled then exhaled to the beat, trying my hardest to reach deep inside myself. I was there, surrounded by a faint pink glow. Like the wind it gently whirled around me, heating up my transcendental body. I loved the feeling and debated not coming out of the trance. Then I felt the pain on my cheek, my real one. I opened my eyes, ready to yell at Kikyou for slapping me.

 

“You were lost in your oblivion, how stupid are you? If you stay in there too long your powers will evaporate and you will die!” She hissed. I was suddenly thankful for the slap; had she not I could be dead right now.

 

“Thanks,”

 

“You found it, that's all that matters right now. That is your light, a lifeline if you would. You have to be able to manipulate it into an orb. The more you form into a ball the more powerful spiritually it becomes. But if you use too much then you shall pass into death. Learn your limit woman. Right now it doesn't matter. Form all you want into the ball, but as long as you don't release it you will be fine.” She warned. “Practice in your world, but now I want you to form it into a small ball.”

 

I nodded slowly, absorbing all the information. “Does it rejuvenate. Restock?”

 

“Of course, but over a long period of time. Forty-eight hours at a minimum.” I nodded, thankful that I had more than I originally thought. “But what you saw there, that is the maximum of force your body can support before it would overload and you would die.”

 

“Okay,” I breathed. I closed my eyes, taking a few breaths until I was at the warm place, taking mind to ignore the feelings it pulled at, I tried to pull it piece by piece into a ball. It didn't work. Every strand I pulled in, two more escaped. I opened my eyes with a curse. “It doesn't work!” I pouted.

 

“I didn't expect it to the first time. You think too highly of yourself, no priestess has done so in history. Our time is up, and you shall be waking soon. Practice what you learned here today. Try to form the ball, understand?”

 

“Yeah,” I answered.

 

“Until the next eve.” She dismissed before I was falling. I let out an `oof' as I woke up. I glanced at the clock. Blaring in crimson was 10:56, time to get up. I rolled off the bed, gasping as I saw that beside me was an object wrapped in a rag. Without looking I knew what it was. I put it on my dresser before pulling on a black T-shirt and green capris. I grabbed my white purse and stuffed the dagger into the front pocket before heading to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, pulling my hair into a messy bun and brushed my teeth before heading back to my room.

 

I closed my eyes, meditating my breathing to my heartbeat, ignoring the sounds of the small household. I was thankful when the pink mist surrounded me. I did a different approach; I tried to grab all that I wanted to grab. It was working, yet I felt that it wasn't compressed enough. I tried to push it down more, but it just wouldn't. With one fierce blast of mental energy, it compressed, but then it exploded. I fell back on the bed, spent. I yawned before pushing myself off the bed and downstairs.

 

I grabbed a piece of toast and ran out the front door with a quick good morning to mama and a ruffle of the hair to Souta, Gramps was yet to be seen. I stuffed the last piece of bread into my mouth and swallowed.

 

My mouth fell open as I crashed into a hard chest. I looked up and saw the man who I had just hours ago trained to kill. I blushed. “Hey, Inuyasha.” I muttered as he laughed.

 

“Hi Kagome.”