InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Void ❯ Confusion ( Chapter 11 )

A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry it’s taken me so long!

Before being sick was my excuse, but now it’s just writer’s block. I’m having a hard time getting past this particular point of the story. Hopefully though, I’ll be able to do something soon.

In the mean time all I could come up with was another self-pity chapter for poor Inu. Hopefully it’ll be enough for now though. Gomen again! >_<

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-Passing Reader - Lol, Easter I would imagine. Oh man, it really has been a long time since my last update, neh? Woosh, I really gotta get my ass back into gear! -- Lol, yeah, I do value you guys. You’re the ones who give me the inspiration to write fics like this, and you’re the ones who let me know how I’m doing so I can improve, so why shouldn’t I value you? ^_^ -- And You’re more than welcome! Thanks for reviewing!!!! ^_^ -- Lol, as I told Tryst, I’m glad Naraku’s scary. It means that one part of the story is going the way I planned it to. ^_^ -- Yeah, I hope I can keep up with them too. But I seem to be doing a good job so far, considering I’ve got around maybe close to twenty fics scattered around over three websites, so hopefully I’m not missing anybody. ^_^ It’s nice to know though that my little responses aren’t annoying you. Some readers don’t like them... have a problem with scrolling or something... ^_^ -- And thanks so much for your idea! I don’t know if I’ll actually have an escape attempt at some point during the fic, but believe it or not, your idea really did help me out. My muses actually want to start paying attention to this story again! (Damn things-- I don’t have any control over them. Right now they’re way too obsessed with my other fic and are making me neglect this one >_<). ^_^ Lol, so thanks again for that. And I’m actually feeling a lot better now... I’ve still got a cough, but other than that I’m almost completely healed! Wish I had had some of that medicine of Inuyasha’s a couple weeks ago though... totally threw me off my updating. Anyway, thanks again! ^_^

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Well that’s about all I have to say for now... Hope you all enjoy, and I promise I won’t make you wait as long for the next chapter... and that it should likely be better quality than this one. ^_^   ~*~   Confusion

Inuyasha sighed as he gazed out the window in an almost wistful manner.

All around the caslte there was green... trees, grass, flowers... and the endless sea of crystal blue sky... And it seemed to taunt him as he stared out helplessly at it.

Dammit...

He really did want to go outside...

It had been so long since he’d been somewhere so green and fresh... somewhere he didn’t have to destroy... and... drinking it in with his eyes like this... it simply wasn’t enough.

But he didn’t dare attempt to go out.

He didn’t know what would happen if he did, but he doubted very much that it would be anything good. Maybe it was just a paranoid instinct, but he somehow didn’t think that something that could easily be viewed as a possible escape attempt would be very wise in a household like this.

After all, it had been nearly three days and, other than Izayoi, it seemed that no one here really gave a flying fuck about his well-being and happiness. Which was definitely what he had been expecting... but that didn’t make it any easier to cope with.

Maybe if they had left him down in the dungeons without any hope of escape or any view of the world outside, then he could have lived with it. But this... this was just torture.

And, so far, in the short span he had been here, no one had bothered to let him out of the room once.

Not to torture him, or question him or anything.

When they wanted to question him, they would just come here.

Sesshomaru, or that other demon-- his father. The one Inuyasha really didn’t like. Because the guy had moments where he almost seemed like he could be kind or something, but then would turn right back into the heartless block of ice that Inuyasha had become accustomed to.

Still, it was so difficult to live like this... with everything he had ever desired to have in live just beyond his reach... so near and yet... so far away. Tempting him. Taunting him.

He hated it.

Shaking his head in frustration and exasperation, Inuyasha turned away from the window and moved back to sit down on the bed.

Fuck.

He really didn’t like it here.

Why couldn’t they just beat the shit out of him for being so impudent and uncooperative?

Why couldn’t they lock him up somewhere dark and dingy and completely cut off?

Why did they have to taunt him with happiness?

Why did they have to confuse him like this?

If there was one trait he and his father shared, it was an absolutely loathing of confusion and mystery. He had no tolerance for puzzles like this one. And now he was being forced to live in one... and he didn’t like it.

Because, at least if they were cruel, he would understand what was going on.

But this... He didn’t understand.

This was something he’d never experienced before.

Every day that he’d been here so far, Izayoi had come and visited him,

And she was... nice...

And many other foreign things like that.

And it was making it so hard to keep the walls he had set up for so long in place...

And he was scared.

Because he couldn’t afford to let them down. Not now. Not ever. Not for her, or anyone else. Even if he wanted to. He couldn’t take a risk like that... he couldn’t lower them down... not even for a moment... Because, if he did... he might never be able to get them back up again.

And he’d need them up if he was going to survive.

Sighing, Inuyasha pressed his face into the pillow on his futon, mentally groaning as he pressed his ears back and resisted to urge to beat the futon beneath him into oblivion.

Why did life always have to be so hard? So complicated? Did it really hate him that much?

And, if all this shit he was currently dealing with wasn’t enough of a torture, he’d also had to live with... the dreams.

And not just any dreams, but those dreams.

The dreams he didn’t usually have because... well, what the hell was there to get aroused about in his life?

But now he was having them.

And, while he didn’t actually mind all that much that he was having the dreams (shame being something he had lost most contact with a long time ago), it was the fact of who he was dreaming about that was really beginning to get to him.

Namely, Sesshomaru.

And it was... disturbing to say the least.

Hot as all hell, maybe, but still disturbing.

And he had absolutely no idea what was causing him to have these dreams.

Sure, the demon had a lot going for him-- most things actually: he was handsome (scratch that, he was fucking hot), yes, he was strong, yes, he was smart, fast, brave, and skilled with a blade, yes, yes, yes and yes... But he also did just so happen to be the biggest asshole to ever walk the face of the earth, one of the most arrogant demon’s he had ever met, and his captor.

Somehow he didn’t think a relationship with said demon would go very far or very well.

Sighing again, Inuyasha crushed his ears further back as he sunk his claws into the futon.

It was official.

Life was out to get him.

That in mind, he reached down and pulled the sheets tighter around his body, drawing the silken material up so that it could cascade over his head-- hiding him from the rest of the world-- even as he tried to ignore the uncomfortable sort of heat that seemed to be coursing through his body at the moment.

He just chalked it down to being a mild fever or something, and got on with his life-- he had dealt with worse before. He was dealing with worse. No point in paying a fever any mind.

Letting his eyelids unscrunch slightly so that they rested over his eyes in a more comfortable and relaxed fashion, Inuyasha tried to will himself back to sleep. He might as well try and see if he can’t get some rest now.

After all, it’s not like there was anything else to do.