InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Till Death ❯ Ch6 ( Chapter 6 )

Ch.6

They scrambled onto the ship and the crew immediately went to work. None daring to ask any of the four pirates who had seen Souta last what had happened, all fearing their mighty wrath. Among them though, rumors were spread, about what had happened, what will happen, who is the captain and what killed the mighty pirate captain.

The four slunk into Kagome's room, all wanting privacy from the all-hearing ears of the men. Sango cradled Kagome in her arms as they wept together, the two men mourned in there own fashion, Miroku sitting in a meditating position, trying to sort out what happened. Inuyasha sat in a far corner, staring intently at the wall, trying desperately to ignore the two girls crying in the corner. He was currently covered with the scent of blood so he didn't want to take a sniff of anything but he didn't feel like getting cleaned up, this just added to his frustration. His eyebrows ticked as they continued to sob in each other's arms. Finally he snapped, “Fuck! Stop crying! You kill people everyday! Get over it!” He screamed. He hadn't meant to sound so harsh but he couldn't help it, they were giving him a ferocious headache and he didn't need all that stress right now.

Kagome stopped and took her head off of Sango's lap and began to glare daggers at him. “Excuse me, bastard! How the hell do you know what it feels like!” She said deadly calm. “I fucking watching my father and hero die! In front of my eyes! So if you don't feel even a little sad you can either shut the fuck up or go the hell away!” She shrieked, her voice going amazingly high. She could taste the salty water of her tears in her mouth as she spoke and spat it out, never breaking eye contact.

“Cause the exact same thing happened to me!” He yelled back. “My dad was my mother fucking hero! He was what I depended on! I had no one else! My mom left us then it was just him and me! Then he died! He died cause some of the fucking royal guard thought it would be interesting! You lost one person! Just one that you loved! Now I've lost two! Souta was like the dad I never had!” He screamed at the top of his lungs.

Kagome didn't instantly reply. She stared at him, looking deep into his eyes seeing sadness and loneliness. New tears weld up in her eyes and they began to leak over leaving new wet trails in their wake. “I'm sorry, Inuyasha. I didn't know.” She said next to silently so that only he could hear with his hanyou hearing. She looked to the ground, her bangs covering her face as her small frame shock with sobs.

“Come on Kagome. Don't cry over a heartless bastard like me.” He said walking over to her. He couldn't help but feel bad, he didn't mean to yell like that, it just came out. He slowly walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her in a comforting hug. Miroku and Sango sensing this was something the two engaged pirates would want to do in private made their way to Sango's room only two doors down.

With his large arms he pulled the small girl against his chest holding her there as she cried her eyes out. “Don't cry about me Kagome. You see, I'm fine, a little bit of an asshole but I'm fine.” He said kindly, rubbing her back.

“No you're not! And I yelled at you! And I'm such a bitch and I'm so sorry! I didn't know!” She screamed pounding his hard with her fists. Usually such an action would result with bruises but he held her strongly. He knew his hanyou strength would protect him from any physical pain she would do with her mere hands.

He pulled her closer to him and she stopped pounding on him and wrapped her arms around him instead. She put her head into the crook of his shoulder and began to sob, grabbing fistfuls of his ivory hair. At the position they were in he couldn't help but take in a whiff of her hair, even though he didn't exactly want to because of the scent of blood and the like. But below the scent of blood and tears he could faintly smell a trace of lilacs and lavender. `Doesn't smell too bad.' He thought to himself, but quickly brushed the thought from mind. “You're not a bitch and you had a right to yell at me.” He said in a husky voice.

Soon she seemed to have tired herself out and was nearly falling asleep on her feet. “Kagome. I'm gonna take you to bed, alright?” He asked in a low tone. She nodded, barely hearing his words, too far taken into the world of dreams. He lifted her up into his arms so that she was being held bridal style and carried her to her bed. She seemed to be asleep as he did so except for the small flickering of her eyes.

“I-Inuyaaaasha,” She said with a yawn. “Thank you, for everything. I'm sorry Iii yelled at you earlier.” She said before nudging herself closer to his warmth. He walked over to her bed and gently laid her down. “Thank youuu.” She said drifting off into a deep sleep.

“Night, Kagome.” He said, pulling the covers over her still dressed form. He walked out of the room, intent on finding Miroku and Sango, somewhere in his and Kagome's little chat they had slipped out.

He walked down the hall to a room where he heard to voices coming from. Figuring that was his best bet he opened the door to walk in on one of the lower men in bed with a beautiful wench. He couldn't help but admire her beauty. She had black hair that ended at her chin that was tied up with a headband. She had pale skin and full ruby lips. She had a long body, but it suited her well, her flawless legs were currently wrapped around the man who had bedded her. The two stopped their actions almost instantly when they sensed him enter, although that hadn't given them time to cover up, he could still see his rock hard shaft halfway inside her and her ample breasts that bounced as she breathed. They were both sweat covered and staring at him intently, wondering why he had disturbed their rut. He mumbled a quick `sorry' and tried to get out of sight from the two horny demons. He knew it wasn't aloud to have a cabin wench on board unless she was of some purpose besides letting off frustration. He would come back later when they weren't so busy, he didn't wish to see that.

Instead he went the other way, hoping that Sango and Miroku were there. It seemed that his luck was rising and he found them almost instantly. He gave a loud knock that was quickly answered with `a come in'. He entered the room of his fellow pirates with an emotionless face. He nodded gruffly and they returned it with a small `hey'. Sango's eyes were still red and puffy from crying and there were fresh lines of tears running down her pale face.

“Inuyasha, we are discussing Naraku.” Miroku explained. “What do you take on his little `game' he played?” He asked. “I don't know whether to believe him or not. At first I didn't believe his nonsense at all but after the former captain's death I don't know what to believe. Why didn't he kill us all and how did he know so much about us?” He said more to himself than to the others.

“I assumed so,” He answered. “It's probably all lies and the captain was just a spook. Just a hotheaded bastard who deserves to die. We will kill him. I won't rest until he's at the bottom of the ocean, neither will Kagome.” He answered calmly though the deathly glint in his eyes gave away his true intentions.

At this point Sango decided to join the conversation, “No hotheaded bastard could kill Higurashi Souta. There's something more to this Naraku man then he wants us to know. He is hiding something and until then I will take precautions. All we know about this man is that his name is Naraku. For god's sake we don't even have a last name! That and he has an army of undestroyable goons and has an amazing fighting technique. For all we know he is a royal guard or a pirate searching for Souta's title.” She said strongly.

“Sango's right, we shouldn't underestimate Naraku. I've never felt an energy such as his, it was overbearing as though it meant to swallow us up.” He replied. “Even though we cannot know his intentions until tomorrow. We are all drained, both emotionally and physically, I suggest we all go to bed now and we will know if Naraku's curses were true or not.” He said taking a breath. Sango opened her mouth as if to say something but Miroku answered the unspoken question. “Sango, it's true, that's how my father is said to have died, but they also said that he was able with his holy powers and prayer beads to contain it for many years. I believe I can also control it with some prayer beads and a glove.” He answered. “I will wear them tonight so that if I do receive a hole in my right hand it will hopefully be controlled.”

She nodded slowly, “Thank you Miroku. Yet, I can't help but wonder why he didn't curse me?” She pondered. “I hope we never find out.” She said pounding her fist into her open palm.

“Agreed.” He replied before standing up. “Captain,” He said addressing Inuyasha, “If you don't mind I will be retiring to my chambers now.” He asked.

“You're both free to go.” He said nodding abruptly before also rising and departing to his bedroom.

Sango and Miroku stood up quickly and Miroku left hurriedly but Sango lingered a second longer. “Thank you for looking after Kagome.” She quietly mumbled with a large blush before leaving the room. He heard a loud groan before she returned a second later she returned. “Wait! You get the hell out! This is my room!” A large sweat drop appeared on the back of his head as he stared at the girl.

He shook his head and removed himself from the girl's room. “Ever so sorry, Miss. Sango!” He huffed sarcastically. He began to grumble more quietly things that sounded a lot like, `the women here have no respect,' or `intolerable wench, no manners.'

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Miroku walked out of Sango's room knowing that he wasn't being followed. Curious as to what the two were speaking of he waited patiently while leaning an ear against the closed door. He gave a low sigh as he noticed he couldn't hear anything. He backed up just in time as the door opened and a flushed Sango marched out the door. “Uh, Sango, isn't that your room?” He questioned.

“Yes it is!” She said looking at him puzzled. She stalked up to him and gave him a hard kick in the balls.

“Ow!” He groaned. “What the hell was that for?” He demanded angrily.

“For eves dropping. And a holy man shouldn't swear.” She said before stalking back into her room. Seconds later a larger figure with silver hair walked out mumbling this without even noticing the man sprawled out on the floor clutching his lower region.

Miroku walked to his room after he recovered the strength to stand. He sat on his bed pulling off his breaches and shirt so he was only in his loincloth. He started absently at his right hand, it didn't look or feel any different, the same as always but if what his mother and Naraku said was true he would be cursed with the same thing that killed his father. Although he hadn't shown it he had really believed Naraku's threat and he was petrified of what he might do if his hand became infected.

Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he placed the prayer beads and glove over his hand. He admired the unmarred flesh except for a few calluses. A short sigh could be heard from the room as he lay down and pulled the covers up before drifting into an uneasy sleep.

It was hours later and the ship was silent except for the pads of feet from the few men on deck watching over the ship while others lay dormant in their beds. Sweat now pooled down his brow as pain shot through his hand. He let out a loud yelp that alerted many of the people on that level. His hand was pulsing with pain and he couldn't help as he began to shake and squirm in pain. His breath came in ragged pants as he shook with tremors. His hand shot up and a black mist that he had first mistaken as a shadow seeped into his right hand.

Sango, Kagome and Inuyasha burst through the door as he arched his back and his hand shot up before he fell back into the bed, unconscious. The three looked at each other, they had silently agreed, it was the curse. It wasn't a bluff, it was the truth and already four had been greatly affected by it. Only one remained now, Inuyasha.