InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Time ❯ Songs of the Damned ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

She never understood why he treated her like that when all she did was show a little concern…and love.

“This is stupid and foolish. How could I let myself be brought to my knees by yet another one of those damned stubborn fools? I have done so much for him yet I have gotten nothing but more pain and misery. Am I destined to…”

She snapped out of her train of thought when she heard Inuyasha leave Kagome’s room.

“Finally, I’m tired of being in this horrible place.”

She took one look up at him and felt heated right down to her core.

“Damn he looks good… That’s probably it. I’m feeling this way because I’m on a lust trip. I don’t really FEEL anything for him.”

No matter how much she denied it, she knew she did. All she could do was lie to herself. She never knew she could love a man the way she loved him. It surpassed anything she had ever felt before. She tried to make him happy, but he still remained the same broken man she had met so many years before.

She couldn’t help herself, she continued to stare as he closed the door behind him and began to return her stare. He froze and continued their little staring contest, his smoldering embers locked on her electric gaze. Her ears swiveled nervously every which way and a light blush tinged her cheeks.

Even when she was in the room with him, even when she was undressing him, she was able to keep herself composed. Now she felt like she was losing control. Naomi felt those three powerful words kiss her lips and tease her as he continued to stare.

That is when he spoke the name that made her heart sink into oblivion.

“Kagome…”

“Sorry Romeo, swing and a miss.” whispered Naomi, her voice slightly cracking.

She turned and left him to his thoughts of the girl in the deserted house.

He jumped toward the door to catch up with her, but when he reached the door, she had slammed it shut. The door came off its hinges a second later and Inuyasha was greeted by a cloud of white smoke and scorch marks burned into the ground.

He stepped out onto the grounds of the old shrine and slowly walked over to the Goshinboku. He looked down at the mound and turned away. As he walked off, one thought stuck in his mind.

“You could make everything better if you were here.”

He returned to the apartment they shared expecting to find her there. He was met by shadows and tiny wisps of light from neon signs that showered the streets. He entered her room for the first time in the three years that they had lived together. More shadows.

He got sidetracked when he saw that she had turned her room into a work of art. Beautiful paintings covered all four walls. The one that caught his eye was the one next to her bed. It was of a dog and some type of hybrid animal facing each other. In between them was the kanji for love. The two animals looked mysteriously familiar.

Inuyasha wandered over to her dresser to find a sketchbook. He absently began to flip through it and was amazed with what he saw. Everyone. Everyone that they knew down at the club that they drank at was in it, in full detail. Pure talent graced the pages. There were many rough sketches, but they looked like they belonged in a gallery or museum. Every last detail on each person played out on the pages.

He continued to flip through it when he saw a drawing that made him freeze. He was so shocked that he didn’t notice the small envelope that marked the page, drop to the floor.

It was a picture of Naomi and himself…kissing. She had her arms tight around his neck and he had his tightly around her waist. She had drawn herself with her hair loose, a rarity that he had seen on extremely special occasions over the half-millennia that he had known her. Their hair intertwined in the imaginary breeze.

All those years yet he never truly questioned why she chose to stay with him. It all stared to add up in his head.

“I really am dense.” he whispered, smiling as he remembered the words of a certain young kitsune.

He looked down to see the small envelope he had so carelessly let fall to the ground. It was for him. He used a clawed finger to slice the envelope open. He slid the letter out and let his golden eyes take in every bit of it.

“If you’re reading this, then you can find me at the club. As you obviously forgot, my band was scheduled to play tonight. I was hoping you’d come see me, but knowing you, it would be too much to ask on a night like tonight. You are the only man I know that can get black-out drunk, have a hangover, and get over it in an hour, so I know you are reading this with a sound mind. Now you know the truth. I love you. I can’t deny it anymore. I would ‘appreciate’ it if you came tonight so we can talk. There is something else that you must know.”

“P.S. You are nosey as hell, going through my shit like that. I knew you would.”

Inuyasha smiled and left the room. It was when his ear twitched that he realized something was missing.

“Oh shit, I don’t have anything to cover my ears!”

He ran to his room and searched for anything that could be used to cover his ears without making him look stupid. Nothing turned up.

“Of all times…” he started as he shoved his hands

That was when he felt something wrap around his right hand. He pulled it out to find a red bandana with a sticky note on it that read:

“Thought you might need this.”

He tore off the note and tied it over his ears and already tied-back hair. He grabbed his boots and made his way back to the club they had been at earlier.

About two hours before his drunken wandering, Inuyasha and Naomi had been at the club. Naomi’s band been setting up and Naomi was tuning her guitar.

“Hey Naomi.”

“You want to hear a story?”

She stared at him apprehensively.

“I don’t know, you know how you get when you tell your ‘stories’”

He continued to ask her until she gave in.

“Fine, but I get to tell you one of my stories.”

The owner walked over to their table near the stage.

“Hey Naomi! Inu. So what are you going to be playing tonight?”

“I don’t know, maybe some covers of some western bands.”

“You know I don’t like that gaijin shit.”

“That shit is what brings in all our fans to this place, not that techno garbage that you insist on poisoning my ears with.”

He kept his mouth shut when he realized she was right.

“Alright. You want some poison before the crowd starts to form?” asked the owner as he looked at the door and saw people beginning to file in.

“No…”

“Whiskey…” blurted Inuyasha

Naomi stared at Inuyasha like he was crazy.

“Just two shots for him.”

“But Naomi…”

She hated when he whined like that.

“You know how you get with the drinks and the stories. You get all mopey and go overboard with the damn drinks.”

The owner walked over to the bar, picked up a bottle of cheap whiskey and shot glasses

Naomi knew what he was going to do. He always thought that he could get away with it too. He would practically pour the fire water down Inuyasha’s throat and happily watch as the hanyou stumbled out in his drunken stupor. She had somehow managed to piss that bastard off yet again and this would be his revenge. And yet she let it happen out of complete desperation to be near a man she knew she had no chance with.

She just sat and watched as he poured the first shot of what would be a long night of heavy drinking and distant memories turned evanescent dreams. She knew the owner who she loving referred to as bastard had a ready and waiting supply of whiskey for her beloved hanyou.

‘It has begun’ she thought as she tried to fight off her oncoming headache.

So he began. Naomi listened to his tipsy ramblings during bottle one. They returned to a time long forgotten. A time that was governed by iron and fang. They escaped the concrete, steel hell that embraced them so. He spoke of his band of misfit comrades in the order that he usually did. Until he reached the miko, HIS miko. By then he had drank so much that it could have incapacitated any other being. That would not stop him of course.

Naomi tuned out Inuyasha’s slurred regret and just listened to the sound of his voice. The very voice she wished would speak so lovingly of her. She knew it would never be so but no one could keep her from dreaming.

She snapped to when one of her band mates called her over to check some wiring. Her attention turned immediately over to Inuyasha. Even in his drunken state, he was as quick as lightning and if she didn’t keep and eye on him, he would go wandering off again.

‘Don’t worry so much. He’ll be fine. You’re not even going that far away from him. He will still be right in that seat. No need to worry.’

She stood up. He was still there. She took a step. Still there. She blinked and he was off. All she saw was a wisp of silver-entwined black before the door swung open ‘magically’ on its own.

“I’ll be back” she yelled over her shoulder as she went after him.

Inuyasha made his way down the sidewalk. He was almost at the club when he was met by the line in that took up almost the whole block. He ran past them, heading straight for the door. The sounds of the fans calls for Naomi and the pounding music from inside the club mingled in his ears as the door came into sight. Then came a call that made him stop dead in his tracks.

“Do me Naomi!”

He couldn’t help but look back to see a young, slender girl jumping so much she could put a Jack Russell terrier to shame. She had jet black hair, glasses, rather ‘form fitting’ jeans, and a tee with Naomi’s picture on it.

“Okay. Weird.”

He got to the door to be met with the bouncer, who happened to be built like a bulldog.

“Name”

“Damn it Takashi, you know my name.”

“I’m on orders to keep you out. Just make things easier for the both of us and make your way home.”

Of course it didn’t sit well with a certain hanyou. He gave a fanged smile.

“If you don’t step aside and let me in, you’ll be going home in a matchbox.”

“But…”

“Either you move or I’ll make you move.”

A single bead of sweat slid down Takashi’s forehead as he let Inuyasha pass. He was met by a huge crowd. There was a single table next to the stage left where he and Naomi were sitting. It had been reserved for him.

“This woman is confusing!” he thought as he took his seat

Naomi and her band mates stepped out on to the stage and the crowd roared her name. The weird girl Inuyasha had seen in line had somehow made her way in and was right in front of the stage, yelling her head off.

“I love you Naomi!” she yelled

Naomi just smiled and said “Thank you, love.”

“Thank you all for coming out tonight. I was having a rough night and seeing you all here makes me feel so much better. The songs we’re going to play tonight are dedicated to friend of mine who lost his way along the years. I just want you to know that you were never alone.”

She started playing while Inuyasha watched in awe. The only difference in her appearance was the army-style hat that covered her ears, yet to him, she looked like a completely different woman. He hung his head in shame at his attitude toward her earlier. He felt his heart clench at the words of the song.

The songs she sang were their songs. The songs of the damned. Those damned from birth to be bound to time for eternity. The words told the stories of their lives, the stories of times long since past.

At that moment he felt connected to her and her to him. He could feel her fingers tracing his body again as several images of her underneath him, both lost in complete ecstasy flashed through his mind.

She felt the guitar strings under her fingers slowly turning into his skin. She racked her fingers down hard, in her mind seeing the same images, as if they were going down his back.

Her words echoed through his ears and his name echoed through hers. It was almost unbearable. She tried her best to wrap it up so she could get to him. He drifted in and out of reality as he listened to her voice and began to imagine her moaning his name. He thought he would go insane if he stayed there any longer.

She finished and wasted no time jumping into the audience. She fought her way over to him just to have him grab her hand as he proceeded to push his way through her many fans now trying to engulf them.

Inuyasha burst though the emergency exit, setting off the alarm. The crowd went wild, trying escape all at once through the tiny door. Naomi and Inuyasha were chased until the reached their apartment. By then, the fans had given or passed out on the chase which led them half way across the city.

That didn’t slow their running though. They continued to run frantically until they reached the elevator in the lobby. As soon as the heavy steel doors shut, he threw her up against the wall and kissed her fiercely. She wrapped her arms his neck, trying to pull him as close as physically possible. It still wasn’t close enough. He slid his hands up her tank top and tickled her skin with his fingertips.

Naomi’s conscience was screaming in her ear at this point.

“You have to tell him.”

“No, not now!”

“Yes, you have to now, before this goes any further”

“Please, let me have him. Just for tonight. I need him.”

“If you love him, you must. If he truly cares for you, things won’t change if you do.”

They managed to stumble out of the elevator, into the apartment and kick off their shoes without breaking contact. They stumbled on to the sofa where the now shirtless Inuyasha had Naomi pinned. Her conscience badgered her as he kissed, licked, and bit her neck.

“Tell him!”

“FINE! I hate you so much!”

“I know.”

He tore her top and bra in half to begin his feast on her pale mounds. When his lips touched her flesh, she moaned out of pleasure and anger. She pushed him off and tried her best to cover herself up. He looked at her with hurt and confusion spread across his face. She let silent tears fall as she spoke.

“I need to ask you something.”

His confusion spread even more as he moved closer to her.

“Anything. Just tell me what’s wrong.”

She laughed at the sad, obvious answer to the question she was about to ask. The tears flowed, yet her voice showed no sign of it.

“What would you give to see Kagome again?”










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