Inuyasha ff - Present Time 03
Title: Present Time.
Series: Inuyasha
Author: animealam (a.k.a. alandrem)
Rating: This chapter is R
Warnings: Some characters may be a bit OOC. Violence, the mention of drug use, attempted rape, and bad language.
Summary: Inuyasha discovers the present is more dangerous than he was led to believe.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Although I'll probably add a couple more characters of my own imagination.
Author's Notes: This is my first Inuyasha fic. If you want to archive it, just let me know where. I will edit this and repost it in a couple of days, but I don't think much will change, mostly grammar and spelling.
Chapter 03
After some time of tossing and turning on her bed, Kagome finally gave up on trying to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes the ugly faces of her attackers appeared to haunt her. She just could not understand why this attack bothered her so much. After all she had been chased, injured and almost killed by demons wanting to do the later for almost a year. Why would being chased by humans wanting to rape and kill her be any different?
‘They didn’t say they were going to kill me… but… somehow… I felt it would be so.’ Kagome thought with a shiver. ‘I could see it in the cruelty of their eyes… They were human and yet those eyes could have belonged to a youkai,’ the young Miko shivered again.
“They were human,” she whispered aloud, “I expected to be attacked at the Sengoku Jidai… After I accepted to search for the Shikon No Tama I became aware that would be part of my life in the past. But, I always felt safe whenever I came back to my time.”
“I was a fool!” She exclaimed louder angry with herself, her eyes that had been open until that moment closed. “How could I have been so naïve?” She opened her eyes again, her fright forgotten for the moment. “God, I just can’t believe it! I always new that kind of thing could happen to anyone. I heard about it in the news, from friends at school, even on the streets! Mama was always warning me to be careful. She always told me not to talk to strangers, to be careful around them.”
“Am I stupid or something? Why would all children be taught something like that if the possibility of being assaulted did not exist? For God’s sake we have a police officer that comes to the school every year to remind us of the dangers both by drug abuse and gangs!”
“Where the hell was I during those talks?” She kept ranting at herself, not realizing that she was swearing. “That can not happen to me, those are other type of girls, not me I’m a nice decent girl!” She hit her pillow several times venting her anger as she kept talking to herself.
“Yeah right, I was so foolish, like I was immune to danger or something… But of course if I fall down a well that makes me travel 500 years before my time, have evil demons chasing me every other day of the week and I’m still alive, I think that’s enough to make anyone feel pretty invincible!”
“But… back ‘then’ I have protection… Inuyasha…” her outburst abated, “this time he was here for me… not protecting, but… he actually comforted me.” Kagome was surprised that he had been supportive, even gentle.
Her mind and emotions had been too messed up to realize it before, but he had been there for her. If he had not gotten her out of the shower she might still be there and would probably have no more skin left on her body. Inuyasha had comforted her, had even acted patient and gentle, for a few moments at least, allowing her to let out all her fear and frustration. He had also been encouraging and even praised her a little without actually seeming too obvious about it. And now he was out there, in a world he knew very little about, hunting for those that hurt her.
“Where are you going?” She asked although she had a fairly good idea of his destination.
“Hunting,” he said and jumped to the windows sill.
“Hunting…” she said the word thoughtfully.
‘Hunting,’ Kagome thought musing at what that really meant. ‘He’s going to track down those thugs just like a bloodhound would do its prey.’
“And when he finds them he’ll kill them,” Kagome said coldly as understanding hit her. “He is going to slay those men if he gets to them before the police do… I wish he does, so they won’t ever do this to any other woman again,” her voice was vehement.
“Oh my God!” The young woman exclaimed surprised at hew own anger.
‘I wish them dead? Do I wish another human being death?’ She thought confused at her own outburst.
But she did wish these men’s demise. The feeling that this was not the first time those two had attacked helpless women was too strong to ignore. Her knowledge of how law operated in her time, which was limited, told her these guys might get away with rape or attempted rape. If they did, those thugs would do it again; but not if Inuyasha got to them first.
‘And then what Kagome?’ She asked herself.
‘I don’t know…’
‘What will happen if someone sees Inuyasha?’
‘The police will try to stop or arrest him. He doesn’t know about guns, will not be prudent and they might kill him. These guys probably have guns too,’ a fear worst than that for her own life settled in her heart. ‘No! No he won’t die.’
‘Am I sure bullets won’t kill him? After all he does get hurt protecting me at the Sengoku Jidai. He’s out there vent on getting revenge for me, this is no longer protection. And he’ll kill humans. Has he ever killed a human before?’
“God I should have stopped him.” Kagome muttered feeling helpless and worried, realizing too late that she had put him in danger.
The alley was a dark filthy place where no soul in his or her right mind would venture, and yet there they were there. Two teen couples stood hiding in the shadows, kissing and fondling. Oblivious to everything except themselves, soft moans could be heard from the girls.
Two figures moved stealthily down the alley towards the couples, their steps barely a whisper in the night. For one of the girls things were starting to go a bit farther than she was expecting so she tried to dissuade her amorous partner. As she looked away from him a flash just behind him caught her attention, before she could do anything it came down. Her partner froze and a gurgling sound came from his throat before he collapsed in front of her.
The screams of two teenage girls went unheard in the night, as they too found their end sometime after their companions. The boys had been lucky, did not really know what hit them, one moment life flowed through them the next they were no more. What those butchers did to the girls went far beyond torture, and yet one of the girls remained alive. Out of pure instinct and a need to survive she managed to crawl almost to the street.
‘So close… I have to… please God help me!’ Where her pleading thoughts, but it was not possible to survive for long when she had lost most of her blood, the body only had so much.
She died before reaching her goal.
The moment he stepped away from the protective cover of the trees Inuyasha’s senses were overwhelmed. His nose was assaulted by a myriad of scents, from the normal human odors, like sweat, to those of the fumes produced by the vehicles circulating down the street, he could barely breathe. The sounds were no better, too loud and too confusing. All those bright lights almost blinded his eyes and people, so many people walking by and staring at him. For the first time in his life he felt overpowered by his surroundings, and the thought of running away and hiding in the park crossed his mind.
The young hanyou gathered his wits, he could not run away from something that scared him, never had in his life, this would not become the first time. He had only been around the city twice before and on those occasions Kagome’s life depended on his speed, there had not been the chance to pay attention to his surroundings. When he stayed during the new moon, he had limited his visit to her house, even if she had wanted to show him the city. His time of the month was not easy for him, so he usually locked himself in the guest room, refusing to do anything except brood and eat dinner, until the morning when he became hanyou again, although on occasion he would absentmindedly listen to Sota rant about lots of things he did not understand. He now regretted his own stubbornness.
His gaze settled on some dogs wandering about with and without owners, and he quickly reached the conclusion that he could get used to these things. Canine senses were very similar to his own half dog-demon ones; with the exception of his eyesight, which was in color, much like a human’s. Taking several deep breaths, accompanied by some coughing when he aspired some of the large horseless carriages fumes; he concentrated on finding the scent from the thugs.
Inuyasha was there for some minutes, not moving just trying hard to focus on one particular scent. But it was no use, not even with the help of Kagome’s piece of blouse. Besides, curious people were distracting him, didn’t these humans know fear? He was a demon for crying out loud! Why were these stupid humans not afraid? They just kept standing beside him and asking about his neat costume and where he got it, most of the males wanted him to show them Tetsusaiga asking if it was real. Most females that approached wanted to touch his ears saying it was a cute detail and how was he able to make them move, as every time one of those large horseless carriages passed making noise they twitched.
“Grrrrrrrr,” he growled at one particular group of 6 girls about Kagome’s age that had completely surrounded him, trying to dissuade them from touching his ears.
“You’re soooo kawaiii!” a couple of them exclaimed.
“Do it again, do it again!”
“It sounds so neat!”
‘Neat? My growl sounds neat?’ Inuyasha’s eyes opened wide; this expression he knew, Kagome used it too. He was perplexed, this went beyond his understanding. ‘It’s supposed to be threatening! What’s going on with these stupid humans?’ But then he remembered Kagome had not been afraid of him when they first met, before he tried to kill her, and probably not even then. Of course at the moment he had not been dangerous pinned as he was to the Go-Shimboku. He then remembered hearing her say a couple of times the humans of this time did not really believe in demons.
“Please, please do it again!” exclaimed another girl.
“Is this your hair or is it a wig?” Yet another impertinent girl opened her mouth at the time she pulled his hair.
“Ouch! Of course it’s mine! And keep your hands off it wench!” He half growled furiously, taking his hair from the girl’s hand and inspecting it.
“Sorry,” the culprit apologized.
“Is it natural or do you bleach it?”
“Bleach?” he asked surprised not really understanding what she meant.
“Can’t you see its natural Haniko?”
“It is just the most beautiful shade of hair I’ve seen.”
“Yes,” others promptly agreed.
“And it’s so long! How did you manage to convince your parents to let it grow like that? It must have taken years!”
“Hey what’s your name handsome?” The Haniko girl asked.
“What school are you in?”
“What’s your phone number? I’m sure you won’t mind me calling you,” a tall blonde wearing a strange kind of bandage thingy instead of a blouse asked, her voice was flirty.
“Katsuko are you making a move on him already?” A girl with sort spiky dark hair and a bright red thingy with straps asked annoyed.
‘Thank the Gods Kagome is not like these wenches.’ Inuyasha thought and before they asked anymore questions he turned around and disappeared into the safety of the park. He had enough, besides there was nothing he could do there, at least not until he got comfortable enough with all those unfamiliar odors, so he could track the thugs.
Inuyasha moved about the park trying to find the scent trail again. He did, it was several hours old but still strong enough for him to follow. It led him to a strange brightly lit clearing in the park. There were groups of kids both female and male lounging around. Some were riding odd planks with wheels, some used that by-ci-cle thing but not in any way he had seen Kagome do. Standing on one wheel and moving about, jumping up strange constructions that looked like half barrels, and yet others were jerking about like they were having some kind of fit.
This time he decided to observe before approaching, taking into consideration his recent experience and how people on the street reacted to his clothing. Hidden by the darkness surrounding the area he went around it listening and sniffing. It took him a while to get used to the mixture of scents from the 30 or so kids there, but he finally was able to point to individual scents.
A group kept themselves separated. They were no more than five, but he got the impression of tense tolerance between the two groups. From where they lounged came the odd smoky odor that made him sneeze. Luckily for him the others were playing some loud noise, ‘music’ Kagome called it, from a contraption that looked much like her CD stuff only bigger and noisier. This masked his sneezes.
A couple had detached themselves from the group and moved to where he was hiding in the shadows. He decided to go up the tree and keep watching from there. He had learned some interesting stuff from listening to the other two kids, so there was no harm done if he had some patience and listened. The ‘music’ noise in the background stopped for a few moments, and he heard a little discussion about what to hear next, the one in charge of the contraption finally agreed to the majority who were asking for something called Ramstein, and the ‘music’ started again. Inuyasha’s attention returned to the pair standing under his branch, but they were still silent, so this so called ‘music’ caught his attention instead. He found himself tapping his foot and nodding with the beat. It was loud yes, but… he just could not help it.
‘Hmm… I like this,’ he thought rather surprised, and finally understanding what the jerking about was. ‘These humans are following the music, interesting…’ His musings were interrupted when he heard the guys below him start to talk.
“So when’s the rest coming?”
“Any moment now.”
“You sure they have no guns?”
“Not really, after all this is their territory. But the guys are sure bringing plenty; Fujimaro is real stupid believing we won’t make this place ours.”
“Yeah, he is.”
He took out a thin strange looking thing. Inuyasha recognized it had some kind of dried herb inside although it was nothing he had smelled before that day, it was the same smell the thugs had on them but it was not smoky. Then the guy used a lighter, Kagome had shown them one before saying she preferred them to matches, to set it on fire and he placed it on his mouth and aspired. That made him curious, why would one want to breathe such foul smelling smoke? Why would a human want to breathe smoke anyway? Then he passed the stuff to the other guy who did the same, this went on for a while until they finished it.
The hanyou barely managed to contain a few sneezes as the smoke from the stuff went his way, he also began to feel rather relaxed, but not for long as moment later a loud thunder like sound was heard and then much screaming and shouting. More thunder like sounds disoriented him, but the commotion covered his sneezing. Down there it looked like a war, and he could distinguish the smell of gunpowder. That surprised him.
Kids holding oddly shaped objects that smelled of the gunpowder, made the thunder like noise at the time a small spark appeared in its front. Now he could also smell blood. Some of those kids lay on the ground wounded; he shook his head in confusion clearly unable to grasp what was happening before his eyes. He focused his attention on one of the contraptions and saw that when it made the noise something small and incredibly fast came out. It hit one kid on the back, went through and got embedded on a tree, the kid died almost instantly.
‘In all the seven hells what was that thing?’ He thought alarmed at the killing power he was witnessing. ‘It’s like they have Youkai powers! Bang and the enemy falls!’ His train of thought was abruptly interrupted when something hit him on the right thigh, the pain was great and he lost his balance, thankfully he managed to control his fall, he quickly ducked behind the tree and looked at his leg.
There was a growing bloodstain on his thigh and a small hole on it. He was wounded and had not even seen it coming! Gingerly he touched the back of his leg; he found more wetness and a larger hole, the exploration made him groan in pain, he better go back to Kagome’s there was no way he could track anyone with that kind of injury. Ripping a piece of his inner yukata, he improvised a bandage.
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