InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tsukiyo ❯ Safe...or Not ( Chapter 13 )

Tsukiyo

Chapter 13:

Safe….or Not?

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or the Twilight series.

 

The metal door separating the basement and the rest of the world slid up effortlessly, allowing the slightly distraught occupants to exit. Immediately disbanding, they formed separate groups and proceeded to gather their possessions with the promise of meeting back in the garage in half an hour. Kagome hurried down the hall, grabbing Souta by the shoulder. She looked pointedly at him and he sighed.

“Remember what I told you the other day?” Kagome asked.

“Which one? The, `I don't want you to go anywhere alone, one? Yeah, I remember,” Souta mumbled.

Kagome stuck her tongue out at him when she felt a small tug on her knee length skirt. Looking down, Kagome spotted Shippo. Crouching until she was peering into Shippo's eyes, Kagome asked sweetly, “Hi there, sweetie. Did you need something?”

“Can you carry me?” answered an adorable voice. Kagome smiled vibrantly and reached her arms out, slipping her hands under his arms. She stood up, bringing Shippo along as well, and shifted until he was settled against her hip. The group set out down the hall, towards the bed rooms.

Kagome glanced over her shoulder and saw Sesshomaru and Inuyasha trailing along. Inuyasha, catching her eye, turned his head to stare at the blank, toffee-colored walls. Sesshomaru, however, remained looking ahead. He only, then, glanced at Kagome when she looked away. He watched the movement of her long, silky ebony hair, the sway of her hips, trailing down her long, lean legs. Sesshomaru paused, waiting outside as they reached Kagome's room. He thought better of it and walked into his room instead. Inuyasha, and Souta left towards their own respective rooms to pack; leaving Shippo with Kagome, since he had very little possessions which he always kept with him.

Kagome rushed to her armoire, Shippo in one arm, and grabbed her duffel bag. She tried to stuff her belongings back in, but they would not fit. Kagome tried sitting on the bag to compress her clothing until Sesshomaru appeared at the door. His velvet like voice uttered her name and she looked at him. He threw a brown bag at her and disappeared into his dark room once again. The bag, while mainly brown, had light brown, meaningful words inscribed: Louis Vuitton. She squealed and reached into the bag. Out came a spacious, Louis Vuitton-signature-colored duffel bag, much larger than her old, small carry on duffel bag she'd just wrestled with. Kagome grinned, and shouted, “Thank you!” knowing he heard.

She snatched her purse off the coat hanger and hurried out. Inuyasha and Souta had already finished packing and were waiting in the hall. As Kagome stepped out of her room, so did Sesshomaru with his matching Louis Vuitton bag. Kagome held onto her duffel bag with both hands, her arms trembling with the weight.

“Damn it! This thing is heavy!” she thought, shuddering at the idea of carrying the load all the way to the garage. Sesshomaru looked intently at her, then stride towards her grabbing the heavy pack from her unresisting hands. He continued on as if nothing had happened. Kagome's face glowed at the sweet gesture.

“Pah, get a room!” Souta and Inuyasha snickered behind their hands. Kagome twisted around slowly and gave them a withering look. Following Sesshomaru, they turned sharply around a corner. When they arrived, Sesshomaru was already there, in front of a dark, coffee colored door. Near the doorknob were two square buttons with words inscribed, the above: Car Available; the bottom button: Car Arriving. The bottom button was lit, until a bell dinged and the light switched to `Car Available.' Sesshomaru opened the door widely for Kagome. She entered the soft-lit room.

Kagome noticed that the elevator was about the size of normal household closet, however, complete with hand rails and even the catchy elevator song. After the group had all entered, Sesshomaru pushed the elevator button that said `garage' and the elevator started its slow descent. Kagome leaned against the railing and watched Shippo.

`Shippo's becoming less shy around us. Wonder when I'll be able to see his true side,” Kagome pondered. She certainly didn't have to wait long. Shippo was perched on Souta's head, but from there he had bounded onto Inuyasha's head where Shippo clutched his puppy ears. He pulled Inuyasha's ears this way and that curiously.

“Oi! That hurts, you little brat!” Inuyasha reached up and pulled Shippo off and dangled him by his tail.

“Hey!” Shippo yelled, tugging Inuyasha's nose hard. Inuyasha yelped and tossed Shippo in the air and caught him before landing several fists upon Shippo's head.

“Inuyasha!” Kagome scolded, grabbing Shippo from him.

“Are you alright?” she cooed, cradling Shippo in her arms.

“What is wrong with you, Inuyasha?! He's just a child!” Kagome yelled, angrily.

“No he isn't! He's just as old as you!” Inuyasha countered. Kagome looked down at Shippo.

“I'm sixteen!”he chirped. Kagome was mortified.

`He's older than me!' Kagome shook her head.

“It doesn't matter! You are so violent.”

“So what, bitch?” Inuyasha countered. Sesshomaru growled. Kagome twitched and shut her eyes. Reaching into her shirt pocket, she pulled out a small, pearlescent draw-string bag. Shaking her head, Kagome said, “Never thought I'd actually have to use this.”

Tossing the bag as high as the elevator allowed, Kagome clasped her hands and chanted a foreign spell. Stopping its midair descent, the bag trembled and glowed pink. As the bag shook more violently, large black-purple beads and white fangs rose out of its fabric container. The beads flew towards Inuyasha's surprised form, and circled his neck twice. They strung themselves together and settled around his neck effortlessly. Inuyasha's hands moved to his neck, tugging the necklace.

The bell dinged and Kagome was the first one out, then Sesshomaru, Souta and lastly, Inuyasha. Not looking back, Kagome uttered, right as Inuyasha stepped out, “Sit.”

Inuyasha was immediately pulled down by an invisible force, face first planted on the concrete floor. Groaning, he lifted his head, trying to take the necklace off.

“Don't bother, it's hopeless. I am the only one who can remove it,” Kagome snickered, never taking her eyes off the many exotic and very very expensive cars surrounding her.

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Previously with Sango and Miroku

Sango turned sharply around the corner and stomped into her room, slamming the door in Miroku's apologetic face. She exhaled angrily, as she packed her necessities. Outside, Miroku scratched the back of his head, staring at the closed door before leaving for his own quarters. Sango huffed angrily behind her door and proceeded to pack her belongings while plotting Miroku painful death for touching her ass. AGAIN.