InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Written in the Stars ❯ Chapter 5

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

Chapter 5

Amber glanced over at her unconscious friend now lying on the floor of the huge cave the nekos had brought them to. Izayoi had been knocked out by a particularly violent neko and although Amber tried to help her and fight back, she had been ultimately restrained, bound and gagged. All she could do was gaze helplessly at the inu-hanyou as a thin trickle of blood dripped off a temple wound. Amber's hands were tied in such a way that there was no possible way for her to use her Fox Fire- and that irritated her to no end.

Blasted neko! Who do they think they're dealing with? We're related to Inuyasha, for Kami's sake! Youkai hear his name and tremble! She growled, unable to really do more than that with the gag in her mouth. Of course, she might have been exaggerating about the whole trembling part, but still- Inuyasha was a fighting force to be reckoned with, regardless.

Of course, Izayoi had gone on this quest in order to prove to her father that she didn't need him. She had to learn to defend herself- or else she would never be allowed to grow up. And now, she was injured and unconscious. Inuyasha would never forgive his son- or his daughter-in-law, who had requested to follow Izayoi to protect her.

A rumbling laughter drifted through the dank air of the cave, causing Amber's ears to lay flat. She glanced up to see a huge, white neko youkai enter the area where she and Izayoi had been left.

He actually resembled a large, fat, white cat more than anything else. A huge gold bell was around his neck and his gigantic gold eyes made him look like anyone's innocent house-pet. However, Amber suspected he was no tame kitty cat. She narrowed her sapphire eyes at him.

“Mrowr,” the neko purred, a delighted smile upon his feline face. “How wonderrrful! Two brrrrides forrr me! Excellent worrrrk, boys!”

The two neko youkai standing behind the large white cat bowed respectfully. “Our pleasure, boss,” they replied in unison.

The “boss” neko stepped closer, sniffing Izayoi delicately. He winced before glaring at his lackeys. “Mmrowrr, this one's an inu! How darrre you brrring me a dog forrr a brrrrride?!”

Amber tried to growl again, wishing she were free so she could chase this damn cat up a tree.
Like she'd want to be your bride anyway, fatcat! We're just here looking for a jewel shard! If only I could get a hand free, you'd be frying…

The neko leaned closer to Izayoi, sniffing again. He scowled. “Who hurrrt this inu? You werrre told not to harrrrm them!”

One of the lackeys stepped forward. “She was injured during a struggle with Doshi, boss. She, erm… didn't want to come with us.”

The neko boss looked absolutely horrified. He turned to the cave opening and, opening his feline mouth, bellowed out across the mountainside. “Ishimarrru! Get yourrr tail in herrrre! Immediately!!”

Amber watched as, a few moments later, a young neko appeared in the cave entrance. She blinked several times in succession as she realized that this neko was different from the others. Not only did he have a head of long silver hair, much like her sister-in-law and father-in-law, but he had two large slate-colored neko ears on his head rather than the pointed youkai ears of the other neko. His eyes were bright blue and he walked with a shy, hesitant gait. A long, smooth slate-colored tail trailed behind him.

He's hanyou, she thought in surprise. Why would they let a hanyou live with them?

The hanyou stopped before the great white cat and bowed slightly. “You called for me, sir?” he asked quietly, respectfully.

The boss neko pointed to the unconscious girl on the floor. “She's injurrrred,” he growled. “You arrre to tend to herrrr and heal herrr. She's to be one of my brrrrides.”

The hanyou watched as the boss neko and his two lackeys left. Once they were out of sight, he turned his gaze to Amber. His blue eyes were unblinking as he stared at her. “You're a kitsune hanyou, aren't you?”

She nodded, unable to speak because of the gag in her mouth. She tried to ask him to remove it, but it only came out as garbled mumbles. He knelt down by Izayoi's side, checking her head wound.

“I'm not really sure why he demanded I help,” he murmured, almost to himself. “This is just a small cut- nothing that won't heal in a few hours.” He glanced back at Amber. “She is inu?”

This time Amber sighed, glaring at him. The neko hanyou gave her a small grin as he reached over and sliced off her gag with a claw. She took a deep breath of air before shooting another Look at him. “Took you long enough!” she whispered.

He raised an eyebrow at her. “Would you prefer the gag back? I'd be more than happy to oblige.”

Amber huffed softly before settling back down. “Who are you? What is all this nonsense about a bride? Where's the jewel shard?”

He stared at her in silence for a moment. Tilting his head to the side as he looked at her, he said quietly, “My name is Ishimaru. And you sure demand a lot of answers for someone bound and previously gagged."

He worked at the small wound on the inu's temple, his tail flicking a bit and showing his irritation. Working from a small pouch on his side, he placed a select few herbs on the cut and wrapped a bandage around it before carefully feeling around the rest of her skull for any more injuries.

"They treat me like dirt yet they bring these women that have even less demon blood than me in as mates..." he muttered to himself as he found a rather large lump on the side of her head, just under her soft, silver-furred ear. Not only had she gotten cut, but apparently took a rather severe blow to the head as well. Nothing he could do for that…

The inu-hanyou moaned, lifting a hand weakly to rest against her forehead. Her ears were drooped and her eyes were still closed. Ishimaru moved over to her side as she tried to sit up. “Don't,” he said gently. “You need to take it easy. You've got quite a lump on your head.”

She opened her eyes and his breath caught at their deep gold color as he got a clear look at her face.
This inu… she's… she's absolutely stunning…

“Wh-… where am I?” she whispered, so low he had to strain to hear her. “Who… are you?”

He smiled gently. “My name is Ishimaru… I'm a healer, of sorts. You're in the cave of the neko tribe.”

Confusion flickered in those endless amber eyes. “Neko?”

He nodded. “Don't you remember? The others captured you and your companion not too far away from here.” He indicated the bound kitsune not too far away.

Izayoi struggled to sit up, only to be supported by an arm around her shoulders. She flushed as she tried to concentrate on the hanyou before her and not the one touching her. She blinked several times.

She looked back at Ishimaru with confused eyes. “Who is she?” she asked, bewilderment evident in her voice.

Amber's jaw dropped. “Bloody hell, Izayoi! What's wrong with you?” She stared at Ishimaru in complete shock. “What did you do to her? Why doesn't she remember who I am?”

The neko hanyou merely raised an eyebrow at her. “I did nothing.” He turned to the kitsune. “Do you remember your name?” She nodded. “Do you remember how you got here?”

She shook her head. “I don't remember… I don't remember anything...”

Ishimaru nodded slightly. “This must have been caused by that blow she took to the head. There's nothing we can do to help her regain her memory, except wait and hope her memory comes back on its own.”

Izayoi glanced from one to another, looking much confused. “I'm sorry,” she said quietly, rather timidly- most unlike her. “I… I don't… I don't know you, but could you… could you please stop looking at him like you're about to kill him? I…” she shuddered. “I can't stand violence.”

Amber looked at the inu-hanyou like she had never seen her before, either. “What do you mean? You're a fighter! Your father is Inuyasha! Your mother is Kagome, the miko who helped defeat Naraku! You have her spiritual powers! You're as deadly as any one of us!”

Izayoi shuddered again, looking away. Ishimaru gave her a comforting squeeze around her shoulders since he was still supporting her. His tail swished contentedly. Amber scowled.

“Oi! Cat-boy! Get your paws off my mate's sister!”
Bloody hell… now I'm starting to sound like my father-in-law…

Both the neko hanyou and the inu hanyou startled, staring at her in surprise. “Mate? You're mated already?” Ishimaru asked.

“Yes! I married her brother in a Christian ceremony no less than six months ago! Look at my left hand!”

Ishimaru glanced down at the kitsune's left hand, blinking at the white-gold band resting on her fourth finger. He shook his head. “Youkai don't use metals to prove mated status. Youkai are considered mated when the female is pregnant with her first litter.” He sniffed delicately. “And you're not carrying kittens, er, I mean, kits. So you can't be mated.”

Amber sighed. “I swear on my life that I am. So there is no way that I'm going to be that fat cat's bride. Nor is my sister.”

Izayoi looked alarmed. “I have to mate with a cat?” She looked at Ishimaru. “With you?”

Ishimaru flushed. “I… I…”

She turned up to him, her face extremely close to his. “Are... you to be my mate?”

He froze, his gaze locked with hers.
Kami… I could lose myself in those eyes… Her words drifted vaguely through his mind although he really didn't comprehend them. “Say that again?”

She blinked. “I asked if you were... going to be my mate… She said I had to mate with a cat, and you seem so nice and you smell good…” she trailed off, embarrassed.

Ishimaru stared at her, a million and a half thoughts running through his head. The first and foremost being,
Take her! Claim her as yours! Tell her you'll be her mate!

Her lips were so close… so agonizingly close. All he had to do was tip his head slightly and he'd be tasting her, kissing his first girl ever. And it was sooooo tempting…

What should he do?

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A/N: Yes, to those who are wondering, the neko boss in this story is the ghost cat from Ranma 1/2. I wasn't feeling too inspired when I first wrote this over a year ago (I'm editing chapters as I'm posting these, btw), so we'll just have to go with it. Okies?