InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Turns ❯ Last Straw ( Chapter 4 )
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By: theatrechick0920 
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Martial Arts / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.27.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 344 | Status: Work In Progress
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Martial Arts / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.27.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 344 | Status: Work In Progress
A/N: Hey there people. Sorry about my note and I felt guilty about just posting that and not an actual chapter. Cuz I hate when people do that so I'm posting the real chapter 4. Mature content.
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Sesshomaru was positioned in a fighting stance facing his old sifu, who was likewise. He had been in the middle of a class when Sesshomaru walked in. He had allowed a quick flicker of surprise to grace his features but quickly returned from his brief pause to finish walking his students through the difficult steps of southern fist. He set them to practice the form on their own and walked swiftly to Sesshomaru where the two bowed then shook hands. Sifu Mark clapped Sesshomaru's back and sat down in the chairs that lined the wall.
"What are you doing here Sesshomaru? I thought you had moved to New York."
"I did. I'm back for just the week." Sifu nodded at the young man. He hadn't changed much. His face was still emotionless and he himself was still blunt. Sifu Mark imagined he still didn't talk much unless it was needed.
"Good. Then since you are here, will you spar with me in front of my students? We can see how bad you've gottem. Sesshomaru lifted his eyebrow in an amused gesture and Sifu smirked. Sesshomaru nodded.
"Are there spare clothes in the back?" Sifu nodded noting the younger man's jeans. He turned back towards his students, most of which had stopped for the most part. He called for them up front and told them barious pointers and to sit along the wall. Sesshomaru came out in loose swear pants, and a shirt.they both pulled on gloves, not bothering with feet or head gear, and got into their fighting stances.
Some of the students Sesshomaru recognized vaguely as he stood stock still waiting for his old master to attack. Sifu launched a quick round house kick which Sesshomaru met with a block and punch- kick sequence. The two picked up a very fast pace between sidekicks, front kicks and various punches, none of which thrown blindly but with much accuracy. Sesshomaru had gotten quicker in the past year, training by himself in front of mirrors, it had helped. In a moderate amount of time Sesshomaru was still closely out matched by his teacher who had caught him unaware as he moved to do a spinning side kick. His feet were swept from under him as Mark preformed a back side sweep. Sesshomaru looked up at his former teacher, who he was pleased to see was breathing heavily and sweating while Sesshomaru was only winded from the fall. Tere was a firerce applause from the students as Sesshomaru and Sifu Mark bowed to each other. Sifu dismissed his students and walked to the back to ttalk with Sesshomaru who was pullingt on his jeans.
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Kagome walked home in a daze. 'I must have fallen asleep or something.' she thought, but in the back of her mind she was almost certain she hadn't. Kagome went up to her room almost immediatly. She noticed Mikagi's car in the driveway, it was dusk. She didn't fo into the kitchen where he was likely to be.
Sitting at her desk, she turned the cheap lamp on lighting the small corner of the room. Kagome sighed and pulled out her science book from her back pack. She didn't necissarily like anatomy, but she was good at it. She pulled out a sheet of paper and set her pencil to the page and began to write her report on the human hand. It was kind of amazing how many muscles and bones were in her hands.
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"You've gotten faster." Sesshomaru nodded as sifu came in and sat down on a couch. Sesshomaru took a seat in front of him.
"I get to practice in the movement studio in front of mirrors. It helps." Mark nodded.
"So why the sudden visit Sesshomaru? How's school?"
"School is fine. Finals are coming up in two weeks and then I'm out for the summer. My brother is applying to Boston University." Mark nodded. He had never really taken to Sesshomaru's hot headed half brother. He never had much patience for anything but the sword. "I came to see my Father and brother mainly. I needed a break. Opening week is next week for 100 Lunches. I play Chuck Reynolds." Mark nodded once more, wondering for a second what his former student was talking about. He never really paid attention to theatre. " I also came to see Kagome." Mark sighed at the mention of his old student.
"How is Kagome." Sesshomaru inwardly cringed at her name on another's lips.
"She's still here. I saw her today and yesterday at the park. She still doesn't remember." Mark looked down sadly.
"You can't expect her too, she suffered a lot of trauma. Her father is only trying to protect her." Sesshomaru visibly started and shook as he stood. Mark knew he had hit a nerve as the young man hated her father. Granted Mark did not like her father either but he couldn't understand why Sesshomaru hated him so much. Just after Kagome was hospitalized he came saying not to visit in the hospital. Mikagi had stated that she was barely stable and the doctors had said she wouldn't remember her past, and that if she did what ever had happened might actually break her. Mark had steered clear of Mikagi and reluctantly Kagome afterwards. He had missed his best student. His daughter Sango had especially missed her training alongside her. Sango now went to NECAD to become a designer. She made the most glorious weapons, and paintings. Many of the artwork that graced the dojo was her's.
"Her father is a bastard. He doesn't give a fuck what happens to his daughter. Hell he didn't give a fuck about what happened to Arisa either. He has no regaurd for anyone but himself, and is the cause of people's pain." Sesshomaru hissed and turned on his heal. Well aware of the fact that he was being rude. He left, not sparring a glance to his unsettled teacher.
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Kagome was startled to feel hands wrap around her shoulders and chest from behind. She tensed up and dropped her pencil onto her anatomy book.
"Did you think I wouldn't remember you last night?" Kagome froze, knowing Mikagi was fully angry. He removed one of his hands from her shoulder and grabbed the back of her head slamming it on the desk. Kaome felt herself slip into blackness. A scene of horror flickered to lige in her mind.
Once again everything was in black and white, she seemed to be sitting on the bed looking at a girl of about 15 on the floor and a man moving towards her. A woman ran into the room, her seemingly brown hair develeshed. Kagome sawher lips move as she screamed running towards the man who was now holding a knife over the girl on the floor. She had many cuts all over her near bare body. The faces of the man and the girl were unclear but the woman was easily wiewed. She ran to the man and grabbed the hand with the knife in it. She tackled him to the floor, the girl's body was shaking uncontrollably.
As the woman grappled with the barely clothed man on the floor a boy who looked to be about 16 ran in as well. He ran to the firl and picked her up. She seemed to cling to his chest, tears soaking into his shirt, still convulsing. He looked down at the girl and saw her many cuts, blood seeping onto his body as well. She had lost so much blood. The girl stopped shaking for a moment and opened her eyes, shivering in the boy's arms. Kagome was pulled into the girl's point of view. Kagome turned the girls head and saw the woman still grappling with the man on the floor. He had regained control of the knife. The boy holding her stood still scared of what he saw, he couldn't make himself move. Kagome watched as the man stabbed the woman, dragging the knife up her back and then into her heart, the point sticking through her chest. Kagome watched the woman whose face contorted in agony and the light slowly leave her eyes. The man looked up and screamed at the boy and the girl who was in his arms. The boy ran out of the room and out the front door. The girl's point of view, and still Kagome's, looked at the boy who was carrying her, right as the girl lost consiousness. Sesshomaru.
"SESSHOMARU!" Kagome screamed as she regained consiousness to her room, kicking Mikagi off her and into the wall. Kagome ran to her father and drove her foot into his stomach. He gasped in pain and she drove the joint of her thumb into his temple. The man before her fell unconcious. Kagome grabbed her backpack and some clothes not bothering to empty the contents. She also grabbed the anatomy book and homework off her desk as a second thought and ran out of the house. She hurt all over, as she ran and noticed new cuts on her body. Her father hadn't gotten the chance to do much other then cut her. She could feel herself drifting on the edge of conciousness. She ran towards the park, where she had run to so many times and slept on the playground. Not watching where she was going she crashed into a hard form and fell to the ground. She felt strong arms wrap around her as she lost her fight for consiousness.
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I'm going through a hard time right now so I can't update, much less write. I promise i'll put up a bunch of chapters, but right now I feel obligated to update and its adding stress. Please dont kill me. Swear I'll update sometime within the month. Altho note that I have changed and revised the first few chapters. Eventually I will take this down but I promised to finish chapter three and put up chapter 4. I'm still not sure when I'll be able to update butstickwith me. Please review though. And I know this is probably really annoying to just be stuck in here. Sorry. I'm putting up a bit of chap 5 to get your attention again to read this. In case you don't read these.
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Sesshomaru was positioned in a fighting stance facing his old sifu, who was likewise. He had been in the middle of a class when Sesshomaru walked in. He had allowed a quick flicker of surprise to grace his features but quickly returned from his brief pause to finish walking his students through the difficult steps of southern fist. He set them to practice the form on their own and walked swiftly to Sesshomaru where the two bowed then shook hands. Sifu Mark clapped Sesshomaru's back and sat down in the chairs that lined the wall.
"What are you doing here Sesshomaru? I thought you had moved to New York."
"I did. I'm back for just the week." Sifu nodded at the young man. He hadn't changed much. His face was still emotionless and he himself was still blunt. Sifu Mark imagined he still didn't talk much unless it was needed.
"Good. Then since you are here, will you spar with me in front of my students? We can see how bad you've gottem. Sesshomaru lifted his eyebrow in an amused gesture and Sifu smirked. Sesshomaru nodded.
"Are there spare clothes in the back?" Sifu nodded noting the younger man's jeans. He turned back towards his students, most of which had stopped for the most part. He called for them up front and told them barious pointers and to sit along the wall. Sesshomaru came out in loose swear pants, and a shirt.they both pulled on gloves, not bothering with feet or head gear, and got into their fighting stances.
Some of the students Sesshomaru recognized vaguely as he stood stock still waiting for his old master to attack. Sifu launched a quick round house kick which Sesshomaru met with a block and punch- kick sequence. The two picked up a very fast pace between sidekicks, front kicks and various punches, none of which thrown blindly but with much accuracy. Sesshomaru had gotten quicker in the past year, training by himself in front of mirrors, it had helped. In a moderate amount of time Sesshomaru was still closely out matched by his teacher who had caught him unaware as he moved to do a spinning side kick. His feet were swept from under him as Mark preformed a back side sweep. Sesshomaru looked up at his former teacher, who he was pleased to see was breathing heavily and sweating while Sesshomaru was only winded from the fall. Tere was a firerce applause from the students as Sesshomaru and Sifu Mark bowed to each other. Sifu dismissed his students and walked to the back to ttalk with Sesshomaru who was pullingt on his jeans.
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Kagome walked home in a daze. 'I must have fallen asleep or something.' she thought, but in the back of her mind she was almost certain she hadn't. Kagome went up to her room almost immediatly. She noticed Mikagi's car in the driveway, it was dusk. She didn't fo into the kitchen where he was likely to be.
Sitting at her desk, she turned the cheap lamp on lighting the small corner of the room. Kagome sighed and pulled out her science book from her back pack. She didn't necissarily like anatomy, but she was good at it. She pulled out a sheet of paper and set her pencil to the page and began to write her report on the human hand. It was kind of amazing how many muscles and bones were in her hands.
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"You've gotten faster." Sesshomaru nodded as sifu came in and sat down on a couch. Sesshomaru took a seat in front of him.
"I get to practice in the movement studio in front of mirrors. It helps." Mark nodded.
"So why the sudden visit Sesshomaru? How's school?"
"School is fine. Finals are coming up in two weeks and then I'm out for the summer. My brother is applying to Boston University." Mark nodded. He had never really taken to Sesshomaru's hot headed half brother. He never had much patience for anything but the sword. "I came to see my Father and brother mainly. I needed a break. Opening week is next week for 100 Lunches. I play Chuck Reynolds." Mark nodded once more, wondering for a second what his former student was talking about. He never really paid attention to theatre. " I also came to see Kagome." Mark sighed at the mention of his old student.
"How is Kagome." Sesshomaru inwardly cringed at her name on another's lips.
"She's still here. I saw her today and yesterday at the park. She still doesn't remember." Mark looked down sadly.
"You can't expect her too, she suffered a lot of trauma. Her father is only trying to protect her." Sesshomaru visibly started and shook as he stood. Mark knew he had hit a nerve as the young man hated her father. Granted Mark did not like her father either but he couldn't understand why Sesshomaru hated him so much. Just after Kagome was hospitalized he came saying not to visit in the hospital. Mikagi had stated that she was barely stable and the doctors had said she wouldn't remember her past, and that if she did what ever had happened might actually break her. Mark had steered clear of Mikagi and reluctantly Kagome afterwards. He had missed his best student. His daughter Sango had especially missed her training alongside her. Sango now went to NECAD to become a designer. She made the most glorious weapons, and paintings. Many of the artwork that graced the dojo was her's.
"Her father is a bastard. He doesn't give a fuck what happens to his daughter. Hell he didn't give a fuck about what happened to Arisa either. He has no regaurd for anyone but himself, and is the cause of people's pain." Sesshomaru hissed and turned on his heal. Well aware of the fact that he was being rude. He left, not sparring a glance to his unsettled teacher.
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Kagome was startled to feel hands wrap around her shoulders and chest from behind. She tensed up and dropped her pencil onto her anatomy book.
"Did you think I wouldn't remember you last night?" Kagome froze, knowing Mikagi was fully angry. He removed one of his hands from her shoulder and grabbed the back of her head slamming it on the desk. Kaome felt herself slip into blackness. A scene of horror flickered to lige in her mind.
Once again everything was in black and white, she seemed to be sitting on the bed looking at a girl of about 15 on the floor and a man moving towards her. A woman ran into the room, her seemingly brown hair develeshed. Kagome sawher lips move as she screamed running towards the man who was now holding a knife over the girl on the floor. She had many cuts all over her near bare body. The faces of the man and the girl were unclear but the woman was easily wiewed. She ran to the man and grabbed the hand with the knife in it. She tackled him to the floor, the girl's body was shaking uncontrollably.
As the woman grappled with the barely clothed man on the floor a boy who looked to be about 16 ran in as well. He ran to the firl and picked her up. She seemed to cling to his chest, tears soaking into his shirt, still convulsing. He looked down at the girl and saw her many cuts, blood seeping onto his body as well. She had lost so much blood. The girl stopped shaking for a moment and opened her eyes, shivering in the boy's arms. Kagome was pulled into the girl's point of view. Kagome turned the girls head and saw the woman still grappling with the man on the floor. He had regained control of the knife. The boy holding her stood still scared of what he saw, he couldn't make himself move. Kagome watched as the man stabbed the woman, dragging the knife up her back and then into her heart, the point sticking through her chest. Kagome watched the woman whose face contorted in agony and the light slowly leave her eyes. The man looked up and screamed at the boy and the girl who was in his arms. The boy ran out of the room and out the front door. The girl's point of view, and still Kagome's, looked at the boy who was carrying her, right as the girl lost consiousness. Sesshomaru.
"SESSHOMARU!" Kagome screamed as she regained consiousness to her room, kicking Mikagi off her and into the wall. Kagome ran to her father and drove her foot into his stomach. He gasped in pain and she drove the joint of her thumb into his temple. The man before her fell unconcious. Kagome grabbed her backpack and some clothes not bothering to empty the contents. She also grabbed the anatomy book and homework off her desk as a second thought and ran out of the house. She hurt all over, as she ran and noticed new cuts on her body. Her father hadn't gotten the chance to do much other then cut her. She could feel herself drifting on the edge of conciousness. She ran towards the park, where she had run to so many times and slept on the playground. Not watching where she was going she crashed into a hard form and fell to the ground. She felt strong arms wrap around her as she lost her fight for consiousness.
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I'm going through a hard time right now so I can't update, much less write. I promise i'll put up a bunch of chapters, but right now I feel obligated to update and its adding stress. Please dont kill me. Swear I'll update sometime within the month. Altho note that I have changed and revised the first few chapters. Eventually I will take this down but I promised to finish chapter three and put up chapter 4. I'm still not sure when I'll be able to update butstickwith me. Please review though. And I know this is probably really annoying to just be stuck in here. Sorry. I'm putting up a bit of chap 5 to get your attention again to read this. In case you don't read these.