InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ To Remember You ❯ Pain of the Memory ( Chapter 4 )

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InvincibleInuYasha: Hey! So how is everybody this fine evening? Yea, anyway, Chapters One, Two, and Three are up (duh), and now Chapter Four is too! (derrrrr) LoL. Yeah, read and review.

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*Chapter Four: Pain of the Memory*


S-she hugged me. And... she cried for me. But, why? There were questions zooming through my head. Before I knew it, I put my arms around her. I had no idea why. It just felt so natural to be with her, holding her there. But, why was she hugging me? I'm pretty much a stranger to her. We've only known each other for two days! Not even! Anyway, I got home. Grandpa Myoga saw me when I walked into the living room and lay on the couch. He asked me, "You look upset Inu Yasha? What has troubled you?" I sighed, "It's that girl I met yesterday-" "A girl!? Oh dear, Inu Yasha! Why haven't you told me yet!?" I rolled my eyes, "Feh. Old man, it is not of your business. Anyway, she's actually nice to me. Nobody's treated me like that before. And it's just, I told her about the past. And... I made her cry." Grandpa came up to me a gripped my shoulder, "Inu Yasha, there is something you must understand. Your past should best be untold. Keep the rest to yourself." I nodded. It's true. My past really was kind of horrific if you think about it. Tough on a little kid I mean. My father died protecting my mother from some sick bastard who was going to kill her just as I was born before he decided to kill my father instead. Then she died when I was about six when a hitman came and shot her. I was there. She told me to run, but I stayed and saw her die. So, I guess any other kid would have been permanently damaged after watching his mother die. Maybe I am damaged in a way. I never cried since that night. No matter the pain I had in me.

The next day I got up. Today's a Saturday. There's no school. Damn. I still have no idea where I am in this area! Should I go over and ask Kagome? Yeah, that's what I'll do. Maybe we can hang out. So I got dressed and walked to the shrine next door. I was about to knock when some old fart runs around the corner of the house and yells, "Who are you!?" I raised my eyebrow in amusement. This looks like one of the crazy old guys Grandpa always hangs out with. I smirked, "I'm Inu Yasha. Is Kagome here?" The old man squinted at me as if he thought he knew me, "Inu Yasha? Well, yes of course. I'll get Kagome for you." So I waited as the old man went in the house. After a few minutes I knocked on the door. The old man didn't come back so, I guess he forgot. Hehe. The door opened and a middle-aged woman with short brown hair showed up, "Oh, hello. You're Inu Yasha, right?" "Yeah." "Okay, I'll get Kagome for you then. Please come in." She smiled and moved out of the doorway. I smiled back thank you Mrs..." "Higurashi. I'm Kagome's mother." I walked in. There was a pretty nice little kitchen by the hall and I sat there.

"Oh, hey Inu Yasha." Kagome walked in. She wasn't wearing the same school uniform today. She wore nice jeans and a T-shirt with her hair back in a ponytail. She still looked really pretty. I grinned, "Hi, Kagome! I came because I wanted to know if we could hang out. I still don't really know the area so I thought you could help me." She smiled warmly, "Okay! We can walk around the town and meet a few people."

The town was really big. I'd call it a city almost. There were some little shops here and there, and some department stores. The my stomach rumbled. Loudly. Kagome must have heard it because she was laughing. "Are you hungry?" I scratched the back of my head, "Yeah." She laughed again, "So let's get something to eat. There's a really nice little restaurant two blocks from here.

We went into this tiny little cafe sort of place. But, they did have some pretty good food. As we were eating, Kagome asked me, "Inu Yasha... what happened to your life? Before you moved here?" I almost chocked on the small bowl of ramen I was finishing up. Her hand shot up and she covered her mouth, "I'm sorry! If you don't want to talk about it then--" I swallowed my food and said, "No. It's okay, I'll tell you if you want. I was just surprised you'd ask me straight out like that. But I have to warn you... my life was a bit morbid." Kagome thought for a minute before she said, "Please tell me. I want to know."

"When I was born, some guy came. He wanted to kill my mother. But my father told her to run. The guy killed my father when my mother ran to protect me." Kagome gasped. I smirked, "Should I stop?" Kagome shook her head forcefully, "No. Tell me more." "My mother raised me in a small town. None of the kids there really talked to me. Then, they would try to pick on me. Feh. They couldn't stand a chance against me. Even when I was five years old I beat on the kids there. I guess that's how I got my violent side." Kagome gave me a curious look. I said, "I'll bet you think there's no bad side of me. Well, there is. My mother died when I was six. A hitman came, probably from the same guy who killed my father. Mother told me to run. But the man threatened me and made me watch him kill her." Kagome put a hand to her chest, "That's horrible! How could anybody do that to a child so young!?" I closed my eyes. Just remembering all of it and telling somebody makes me shiver, "I don't know. There are some cold, heartless people out there. When my mother died, I was alone. Nobody from the town would take in the orphaned six-year-old boy. So I left. I grew up quickly. I couldn't waste my time on a childhood. And I trained. I grew stronger. I ended up living in the city, in the slums. Lots of gangs and punks there. I fought to survive. Then, when I was thirteen, my grandfather had gotten notice that I was still alive. The hitman hadn't killed me along with my mother. So he got some investigation service to find me. Grandpa took me in and got me in school again, and we moved here and there. And now here I am."

Kagome was all spacey-looking again. I was about to snap her out of it when I saw her eyes were all watery. Damn, she's crying on me again! "Kagome... are you all right?" Kagome looked up at me, and the tears began pouring down her face, "Inu Yasha! Oh my God, it must have been so hard for you! Your parents! Seven years on your own! You were just a kid... How!?" I grabbed her shoulders and shook her, "Calm down already! Gosh, I didn't know you'd get all teary about it. It was a few years ago anyway. I'm over it. Just, don't cry. I didn't even tell you the real problems I dealt with! Don't cry. Not for me..." Out of nowhere she grabbed my hand, "I'm so sorry Inu Yasha! I shouldn't have asked." I sighed, "It's okay. Actually, I feel better that I didn't have to keep it all bottled up inside of me forever. Thanks." The waiter came and gave me the bill and I paid. Then we left.

Kagome didn't really look directly at me for a while. I guess she's a little scared of me now. Well, duh, of course she's scared of me. I told her how I had to fight to survive. I might as well be some vicious stranger to her now. Good thing I didn't tell her anymore than I did. She'd be bawling like a baby if I did. Suddenly Kagome said, "It must have been really tough on you. It's really sad that people, even little children today have to deal with the same thing you did." I looked down at her, "I suppose. But, those kids'll just get tougher. I did and I guess I'm okay now. I mean, if you live on the streets, you're bound to get mugged or beat on sooner or later. So they have to live with it. It;s not so hard once you get used to it." Kagome wiped her eyes. I guess that meant she was done crying for now, "It's just that, their lives are damaged. Never getting a chance to live a childhood, growing up early, orphaned. That could really take a toll on somebody's whole life. I'm sure some people just gave up." I coughed, "I... I almost did once." Kagome's eyes shot open and she stopped, "What!? You!? You were going to try to... but..." If we weren't talking about such a serious subject right now, her face would have been funny. I sighed, "Yeah. I was gonna try to kill myself somehow. I found a switchblade in an alley one day when I was fifteen, and I kept it. But a few weeks later, I just got tired of everything. Starving, getting beat, freezing in the cold. Sometimes I thought of letting go, just so I wouldn't have to deal with it all over again. And I had a knife. I was about to... finish myself. But I was outside. Anybody could have stopped me. Thing is, nobody really cares. Those kind of things happened a lot around there. I've seen it myself. So, I was about to die when some lady screamed and ran over to me. She wasn't from around where I lived so she wasn't used to seeing people killing themselves out in the open. She took the knife from me and threw it in a gutter. Then... she slapped me and said, 'What do you think you're doing!?' I didn't know what to do. I didn't say anything. Then she took my arm and brought me to this church place. Then she and the other people were telling me things like, 'If your life's that bad, it's bound to get better,' 'Killing yourself won't lead to anything.' Since then I never even thought about attempting suicide again. They really helped me there, and I guess you could say I owe my life to that woman who stopped me, whoever she was."

Kagome hugged me again. She just cried and cried for a while. I hugged her back again. I couldn't help myself, it really felt good just holding her. We stood there for I don't know how long. Soon enough. Kagome pulled away and said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have started crying like that." I shook my head, "No big deal. Are you okay? I really don't think I should have told you so much." She wiped her eyes, "It's okay. I'm glad you could open up to me like that and tell me how you feel. It means you trust me." That means she trusts me too. Even with my warped past. Well, that's not even the half of it. But as long as she trust me at all that's good enough. "Inu Yasha? Hello?" I snapped my head back in shock, "Whoa. Sorry, I got all spaced out for a second." She smiled, "Let's go home."

I lay on my bed. Thinking. Now I feel different. Somebody actually took the time to listen to my story. I turned over and put my arm under the bed. Where was that thing!? Damn, I have to much crap under my bed and I just moved in! Ah, there it is! I pulled out a really old book. My photo album Grandpa gave me. I flipped through the pages. Then I stopped when I saw a picture of a tall, long-haired, brunette woman hugging a tall, bulky man. They were smiling. Grandpa told me they're my parents. I wish I could have lived with them. Damnit, I'll kill those bastards who slaughtered them! They ruined my goddamned childhood! As soon as I get the chance, I'll kill them all.


*End Chapter Four*


InvincibleInuYasha: OOOOO! Suspense! Yay! Kill 'em all Inu! No, wait, I'm only supposed to say that to the one with the sword and the dog ears! Oops. Oh well. Yea, Kag is very emotional as usual. Deal with it. You know what, I think I might kill her off eventually. Hey, send me reviews on the story and also tell me if I should kill her or not. Heh, I guess I shouldn't have told you so early. Maybe, if I ever get to like, 15 chapters, I'll bring it up again. If I can put up with her for that long... kukukukuku! Yea, I'm evil! Ja ne!