An alternative fanfic created by Phlie.
Disclaimers: Okay, once again, I own Yojin and only Yojin. Got it?
Today’s grovel list is brought to you by the letter R and the number 13. Starring: EvaYasha, Ocean-of-Fire, niasdreams, Deja*vu, DemonBlade, and Kawaii Kokkei Tsuita no Neko.
Chapter 13 – The Death
He could feel his body heat up as the pure delight from strangling the girl pulsed thru his body. He had expected the flames to rise. The excitement he got from the torture of females resulted in a climax that set his body on fire. It was the same every time. He would lure the unsuspecting girls with his good looks and charm and then he would kill them. He was created for this very purpose. He could hear Inu Yasha behind him, but Yojin didn’t care. She was almost dead and soon there would be nothing the annoying hanyou could do. Once Yojin had come to full climax, there was only one thing, besides the passing of a few days, that could douse the flames. Besides, Naraku was about to attack the group. It had been planned out so well. He hadn’t counted on Kagome being so strong willed, though. It was as if she was refusing to die.
Kagome had opened her eyes as soon as she had realized what was happening to her and had instinctively started fighting for her life. She had cooled down her body and was going into what nature would call hibernation. She wasn’t even aware that she was doing this. It was primal, and it had to be. Yojin had cut off most of her air supply, making it hard for her to think. If he kept his grip on her throat she would surely have some level of brain damage.
Inu Yasha unsheathed Tetsusaiga and ran towards the flaming body of Yojin. Just as he was about to slash the man in half, Yojin dropped Kagome, thinking her dead and flamed up. The sword found its mark, but it did no good. Yojin was nothing but fire now, and the swing had gone right thru him, just as if Inu Yasha had only been slicing thru the air. Before he could even realize what happened, Naraku was in front of him. Miroku couldn’t use his Air Void because of the poisonous hell wasps. Sango had seen that Inu Yasha’s attack did no good, so she ran to her friend. Shippo was so frightened that he hid in the bushes. It seemed as if nothing could be done.
“Kukuku, you thought you could fight fire with a mere sword”, Naraku smirked. “Yojin is one of my most deadly children. His techniques are flawless, and his appetite for women is insatiable. I’m sure that Sango made a lovely sacrifice for the flames.”
“I’m sure she would have if it had been Sango”, sneered Inu Yasha. “Look again, Naraku, Yojin has killed my love and for that, you both will pay.”
Naraku looked at the girl lying on the ground. He had been so sure that it had not been Kagome. But as he watched, Sango ran to the girl, frantically calling out her name. If Naraku hadn’t been wearing the baboon pelt, he surely would have turned just as white. He could sense Inu Yasha making a run for him, Tetsusaiga above his head. Naraku couldn’t take his eyes away from the scene of the older girl morning her friend. Rage shot thru his entire body as he realized that the one treasure he wanted more than anything had been killed by the lustful intentions of one of his creations. He released miasma and disappeared in a whirlwind right before Inu Yasha could strike.
Everyone covered their faces, trying not to inhale the poison. Everything had gone black again and for awhile Inu Yasha couldn’t see anything. Slowly his eyes adjusted to the light as the dark, poisonous cloud dissipated. All he could see at first was the flames that were Yojin. Slowly, the stars came back into view, along with his friends. He coughed and looked around, trying to assess the situation. Miroku was kneeling down. His head tilted back in the hopes of getting clear air again. Shippo was still in the bushes and Inu Yasha couldn’t see him, but could sense the kitsune. Inu Yasha looked around for Sango and Kagome. He started to panic as he realized that he didn’t see them anywhere.
“Sango! Sango, where are you? Where’s Kagome?”
He saw some movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned in that direction and waited, trying hard to peer into the darkness. Sango lifted up her head, and began coughing violently. She had unconsciously covered her friends face when Naraku had made his feeble attack. She did this out of sheer instinct, not thinking about it being a pointless act since Kagome was lying there motionless. She slowly lifted herself off the girl and looked down at her peaceful looking face. She had lost one of her friends, her best friend. The one person in the entire world that she had made a true connection with, and she was gone. Inu Yasha ran over to where they were. She heard his deep throated growl as he looked down on them both. She felt his frustration. No one knew how to defeat Yojin.
Miroku now took of the rosary that bound the hole in his hand. With Naraku gone, he thought to easily suck up the fire and end the threat. But as he opened his palm to expose the void, he felt a searing pain going up his arm. He looked at his hand, which was now on fire, and he screamed in terror. Instead of sucking in the fire, the fire was sucking him in. He knew that his whole body would soon be consumed by the flames if he didn’t close his hand. As he rewrapped his hand, he fell to his knees once more, pained and exhausted.
Yojin had been standing near the body of Kagome, an evil smile playing across his face. He enjoyed the pleasure he had received by her death, and had found her friends’ attempts to kill him quite entertaining. And now he was going to have even more fun. He reached down and grabbed at Sango, attempting to engulf her in his flames. If he killed her now, in the state he was already in, he was sure that his fire would never die down. But the demon huntress didn’t even have time to see his attack, as Inu Yasha pulled her and Kagome out of harms way. When Sango realized what had almost happened, she began to weep. She cried for Kagome’s death, Inu Yasha’s heart, and Miroku’s body. She hadn’t cried since her brother and father had died at Naraku’s hands, but now she had lost someone that was like a sister to her. She cried and it felt like she was never going to cease. Yojin took that opportunity to try to reach the girl once more, but this time she saw him coming and rose up in anger. Lashing at her face, she whipped the tears away.
“You have killed the purest thing on Earth! Isn’t that enough”, she asked the flames as she swung her arms up, pointing at him. The tears that were still dripping from her fingers flew thru the air towards Yojin.
The man that had been Naraku’s greatest creation watched in dread as he saw the tears coming towards him as if slow motion. He tried to dart away from the droplets but found he was pinned to the ground. He looked down and saw the Kagome’s hand wrapped around his ankle, her grip so tight that not only could he not budge, but he realized the coldness of her hand had made his flames less intense. He looked back up just in time to see the tears touch the flames where his heart would have been and he opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out. He never imagined that the girl would have friends who cared enough about her to cry over her passing. ‘No one will ever cry over me’, he thought as his body turned into human flesh once more. His true opponent was the tears. The one thing that could put out the flames and once again make him vulnerable.
As soon as Inu Yasha saw that Yojin was back in the flesh, he ran at the man and slashed him across the throat with his claws. Inu Yasha had decided that he was not worthy enough to be killed with the Tetsusaiga. Yojin had received a blow almost mighty enough to take his head clear off. His body made a large indention in the ground as he fell dead. Sango and Inu Yasha both collapsed for a moment, trying to collect their thoughts and breathe. Shippo came out of his hiding place and ran over to Kagome.
Inu Yasha slowly got up and went to his love. He knelt down beside her and bowed his head briefly, then gently gathered her in his arms and turned to carry her from the now bloody scene. He would carry her body back to Kaede, knowing the woman would help them give Kagome a proper burial. Miroku pushed himself up with one knee and came over to help Sango up. They both knew to stay silent as they followed after the hanyou. They simply walked, arm in arm, and took comfort in the fact that they had survived, all the while cursing that same fact.
No one had noticed that Kagome had moved her hand away from Yojin’s foot. No one but Shippo, and once again they had left him behind and confused.
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“She has gone thru so much and now it ends this way”, sighed Kaede as she ushered the group into her hut. She was about to pull the door covering back when Shippo ran past her. He was too out of breath to speak at first.
“Sh-she’s not dead”, he sputtered. He looked around frantically at everyone. They all looked at him as if he was delusional.
“Shippo, we all saw what happened. There was no way she could have survived”, said Miroku.
“But she is alive, I saw her grab Yojin’s leg to hold him in place so Sango’s tears could hit him, and then I saw her move her hand away from him again after Inu Yasha attacked him!”
“There is a chance that she was able to manipulate her body into slowing down. There are animals that can do that, mainly in the winter time”, replied Kaede. “If that is what happened, she might have appeared dead to all those that were present.” The old woman went over to where Inu Yasha had placed her. She had to get Miroku to forcibly move Inu Yasha so that she could examine the girl. His possessiveness had gotten worse, it seemed.
After a few minutes of gazing at the girl and opening her eyes and mouth to examine them, she called the hanyou over to her. Gravely smiling up at him she asked, “Does she smell of death to you?”
Inu Yasha bent down and put his nose up against her cheek and sniffed once, expecting to have a nasty odor invade his senses. Instead, he smelled jasmine. He inhaled deeply this time and his mind was flooded with thoughts of the two of them in a field of flowers. He quickly looked up at the group of mourners behind him.
“She’s alive, alive as she’s ever been!”
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There, is that better? Still kind of a cliff hanger, but at least now you know that things are better. I really want you all to tell me what you think. This story is going to be coming to a close soon, but I’m gonna leave it open for a possible sequel. That’s why I need you to let me know how you like the story thus far and if you would be interested in reading more. LET ME KNOW! Lol
Special notes:
DemonBlade: I said you were cursing me because I know how much you hate cliff hangers. And, unfortunately I no longer feel that way about Sess.
Kawaii Kokkei Tsuita no Neko: You know I would just kill the bitch again if you locked me in with her…lol
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