Title: Present Time: The Re-Write 2/?
Author: animealam (a.k.a. alandrem)
Rating: This chapter is R
Warnings: The characters are OOC. This story will live up to the M rating as I plan to add a bit more violence and/or gory details. I believe the original version was a bit mild in that respect. I knew that later on there would be some rather gory scenes as telosphilos and I originally planned, so I decided that adding a bit more description to certain scenes would only enhance the story. This warning will be in every chapter to avoid problems even though not all have violence or gory scenes.
Summary: Inuyasha discovers the present is more dangerous than he was led to believe.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Although Iâ€™ll probably add a couple more characters of my own imagination.
Authorâ€™s Notes: The original chapter was 1,758 words. This chapter is 2,706. I’m not counting the author notes.
They had been waiting by the Bone Eater well for more than two hours since the sun went down and still there was no sign of Inuyasha and Kagome. Sango began to worry, feeling that perhaps something bad happened to her friend. Unfortunately her feelings were usually correct, and it only served to make her nervous and irritable.
‘Something doesn’t feel right,’ was the demon huntress thought.
The young woman was brought back from her brooding by a slight rubbing motion on her backside, without even turning she slapped the houshi’s hand away and crashed her gigantic boomerang on the monk’s head. His rubbing her behind happened so often that the coordination required in the motions was almost automatic. She barely had to spare a thought. When would that lecherous houshi learn that this was not the way to earn any decent woman’s attentions? It was tiring to be constantly on her guard to keep that man from coping a feel of what did not belong to him.
“Ouch!” Miroku complained, rubbing the sore spot on his head. His head was either made of metal or rock if it was able to withstand Hiraikotsu crashing against it as often as it did.
“You deserved it! And you better keep your hands to yourself pervert!” Sango said angrily, turning her eyes back to the well. She had to visibly contain herself from pacing. It would do no good except for making her even more edgy; which was not a good idea.
“Sango-chan, why is Kagome taking so long?” The little kitsune asked looking up at her. “You don’t think she and Inuyasha fought again, do you?” Those two argued and reconciled so often, that one would think they were an old mated couple.
“I don’t think that’s the case Shippo,” Miroku stated in his calm voice, reaching down and patting the kitsune’s head.
There was no need to worry Shippo, at least not yet. Miroku had a bad feeling about the delay, something must definitely be wrong on the other side of the well. He just hoped it was not blocked or something similar. He had discreetly examined it, but had not felt anything wrong with it. Perhaps they should bring Kaede-sama in the morning to confirm it just to be certain that the well was working.
“Inuyasha would have come out of that well by now if he fought with Kagome-Sama.”
“I just have a bad feeling about this waiting Houshi-sama.” She was fidgeting with her large boomerang’s straps. The monk grabbed her hands gently to keep her form wearing the straps, or undoing the knots. The gesture was kind, and not at all lecherous. Sango stopped with a sigh.
“Yes Sango I do too,” he agreed. Then noticing the little kitsune’s anguished face he added as reassurance. “But I also get the feeling it’s nothing they can’t handle. You know that Inuyasha will always protect Kagome Shippo, no matter how angry he is with her.” He stood up and offered a hand to help the young tajiiya up as well. “Come on let’s go to back to the village. It is late already and it’ll be much better to wait under a roof.” Looking at the cloud filled sky he added. “It seams like it’s going to rain tonight.”
Moving from rooftop to rooftop Inuyasha managed to reach Sakura Park unnoticed by those walking down the still crowded avenues. He landed neatly by some trees that obscured the vision from the street. He took the cap off to be more comfortable, and kept himself close to the floor as he began sniffing around. Soon enough he caught Kagome’s faint flowery scent and headed in its direction. The place he arrived to was marked with some yellow cord that felt waxy to the touch. Plastic he remembered hearing her call it. He stood outside the marked perimeter for a few moments letting his nose take in all the smells that surrounded the area.
His keen sense of smell soon had sorted much of the odors that emanated from the area, and he cursed softly. Several humans had been there after Kagome and those thugs had been. These humans had moved about all over the place for some time. Idiots, they had messed the scent trails more that a bit. But he might still be able to locate the original scents from Kagome’s attack. The later humans’ smell permeated the plastic cord which was lucky for him, as he could isolate most of them and concentrate on the traces left by one of the attackers. Hopefully he would be able to locate the other one’s scent as well. He simply would have to eliminate those that belonged to the police people, as these humans were not the prey he was hunting for. Inuyasha concentrated harder on the older scents that by now had become a light fixture to the area.
‘Good!’ He thought finding the traces of Kagome’s blood on one of the tree’s bark.
A low menacing growl erupted from him at the scent of her blood and her fear. The area of the tree that had been in contact with her body reeked of it. It only made him seethe in anger. How dare these bastards scare Kagome so? The young Miko had seldom smelled this afraid, Sesshomaru and Naraku were probably the only ones that he remembered caused such a reaction. He then went down on all fours and sniffed the ground, where a distinctive pattern of shoe prints could be seen on the dirt. The smaller ones were hers, and the bigger ones belonged to the thug. He was glad that both scents were still strong enough for him to follow them and that the footprints were clear enough for him to follow. Scent and sight were his best tracking tools.
“Gotcha bastard! This is a stench I won’t forget,” he muttered aloud and then sneezed. That smoky odor tickled his nose. He did not like it at all, and the rancid sweat was disgusting, but he thanked the Gods for it since the stench would last longer.
Still on all fours the hanyou followed the scents to where the other thug had stopped Kagome. A predator’s smile played on his lips as he followed the scent trail to the place where this man had waited for his prey to be flushed. Inuyasha now had these humans’ stench engraved in his memory. He would never forget them. The young hanyou sneezed a few times, something he hated because it wrecked havoc with his tracking abilities. The smoky odor was quite dense on this guy, much more than the other one.
‘Damn that fucking smell! What makes it anyway? I have never encountered something like it,’ Inuyasha thought exasperated.
The sound of footsteps coming closer made his ears twitch. He jumped up the nearest tree, and hid among the higher branches. He kept his eyes trained in the direction of the sounds, and watched as a couple of boys that were passing by stopped just outside of the area marked by the yellow thingy. The young hanyou decided to observe, one never knew what he could learn from those unsuspecting. Besides, these kids looked downright curious about what happened in the area.
“You say this girl got away?” The boy who spoke wore a red shirt and pants in some shade of dark blue.
“Yep, I heard one cop say it. He thought she was real lucky.” This boy wore a green shirt and black pants.
‘What’s a cop?’ Inuyasha was curious about the word. It sure was not from his time. ‘Kagome was so scared, and she has several bruises. How can this idiot say that so cheerfully?’ He felt a low growl rise from his throat, but he stifled it not wanting to interrupt the boys.
“Lucky to get mugged? You gotta be kidding!” The one in the red shirt sounded perplexed by his friend’s callousness.
“Of course not you idiot! She wasn’t lucky for that!” He took a swipe at the other boy’s head.
“Hey! What’d you do that for?” he protested as he ducked to avoid being swatted on the back of his head.
“Because you’re stupid.”
High up on the tree Inuyasha felt like growling and bopping both brats on the head much like he did to Shippo when he was being annoying. The one with the green shirt seemed to know something about this attack. For a moment he considered going down to question them. But he remembered what Kagome said.
“… your presence is not easy to explain.”
He had that thing to hide his ears, but his hair and eyes were not human like, so she was right of course. If they saw him without the thing he might scare the stupid whelps silly. People in Kagome’s time did not believe demons were real -idiots, of course they were- or so she had told them time and again. Besides, a scared brat would not tell him what he needed to know. His attention came back to them when the argument ended and the explaining went on.
“The cop said she was lucky because she got out alive. The others did not have the same good fortune.” Green boy explained.
‘Others? Have these men killed others? This doesn’t sound right!’ Up on the tree Inuyasha was frozen on his spot.
“Others? What others Reiichi?” The boy was completely puzzled.
‘Good, this boy is asking the right questions.’ He smirked. Hopefully the other would have interesting answers that would help him locate these humans soon.
“Saitoh you’re the limit sometimes! Haven’t you heard the other guys talk about this serial killer?” This brat sounded exasperated.
‘What’s a serial killer? By his tone I gather it’s nothing good.’ He questioned himself, a bit miffed that he could not really understand the meaning of some of their phrases even if they were in his own language.
“No, not really,” he shrugged uninterested. “I don’t see the news, or the papers. But anyway, you say there have been others?”
“Not only me, Saitoh. The guys in the gang say this guy has killed at least six other girls here in the park. Most were members of Fujimaro’s gang.”
‘Six! This kind of action sounds more like a demon’s,’ he pondered. ‘But I found no demon stench. Not even an old one.’ The dog-demon did not like hearing this, it might be much worse than he thought if these men preyed often on women. He had heard of some humans like this back in his time too, and that they were usually a nightmare to stop if they were ever found.
“Oh!” The red shirted one exclaimed.
“Yeah, the cops are only admitting two. But Ushitaro said the other four were pretty gruesome.” A shudder ran down his spine.
“Hmpf. How would He know? He’s just a big bully trying to impress us.”
“Maybe… but I know for sure he found one of them. Even he got sick. Saw him later the day that happened. Man! He was still white as a sheet, and it was a few hours after it happened! His older bro says he was freaked out for more than a week.”
“Ushitaro freaked out? Nah, I’d have to have seen that to believe it.”
‘Would freaked out mean he was scared shitless?’ He tried to deduct. Judging by what they said it fit in. ‘Interesting word, must ask Kagome about it.’
“You know Denjiro would not lie about that.” The green shirted boy pointed out.
“You’re right Ushitaro would beat the crap out of him.”
“You know…” he said in a conspiratorial tone of voice. “I saw the girl.”
“Cool! What’d she looked like?”
“She has nice long legs and long dark hair.”
‘Nice long legs? You’re too young to be paying attention to that kind of thing brat.’ A faint growl did come out, thankfully he was high up and they did not hear him. ‘Nice… long… legs…’ he pictured her in his mind wearing those ridiculously short skirts, and a slight appreciative smile appeared on his lips. ‘She does have great legs…’ He admitted.
“I couldn’t tell if she was pretty though, I was too far away. But I bet she was… or is, since she got away.”
‘Oh she’s pretty boy, no doubt about it,’ he thought with conviction. ‘In fact she’s beautiful especially when she smiles…’ he sighed and an idiotic smile plastered on his face. Realizing what he had just been thinking, he shook himself. ‘Where in the seven hells did that come from?’ His mental voice was exasperated. Since when did he sound like that lovesick idiot of Nobunaga? He decided to focus his errant thoughts on the conversation below, instead; not wanting to miss anything that might be important.
“She ran like a maniac. Believe me; I’ve seldom seen anyone run that fast. She did not stop to talk to the police.” Then he added in a conspiratorial whisper. “I know they are looking for her.”
“Why would they look for her she was the one attacked?” The kid was stumped.
‘Good Boy, keep asking the right questions.’
“Saitoh! Don’t you know anything? She saw him and the cops did not catch this guy. The cops need her to tell them what he looks like so they can catch him. Then, this guy is probably going to look for her and kill her.”
‘So… they didn’t catch him… Good. They won’t get any where near Kagome because I’ll get them first… but there were two humans, why is he saying it was only one? Didn’t that police man see the other? Kagome told me they had both followed her to the street.’
“Now you sound like you watch too much TV. That only happens in there or in the movies,” Saitoh chided his friend.
‘Aaaarrrrggg! What’s a TV? And what the hell is a movies?’ Inuyasha thought frustrated. ‘So many fucking strange words!’ He cursed. How was he going to get to these guys if he could not understand what people of this time were talking about?
“Suppose you were the killer and you didn’t want anyone to know it’s you. Then one of your victims sees your face and lives to tell. What would you do?” Reiichi countered. His friend Saitoh was silent for a moment.
‘I would go and kill her too. Nice instincts brat, or did you learn this from either the TV or the movies thingies? If that’s so I better find out what they are and how to use them. They might be helpful,’ he agreed with the brat, but that meant Kagome was still very much in danger.
“You’re right,” he admitted defeat grudgingly. “I’d look for her and kill her.” He looked at a strange thing attached to his wrist and a pained expression crossed his face. “Uh oh, I’m gonna be grounded for a week! I’m late! Race you home!” He challenged as he bolted into a run. The other boy was not far behind.
‘Grounded? Does it mean this boy can fly?’ Inuyasha thought as he jumped down the tree with a perplexed expression on his face, and stared after the retreating figures of the boys.
The dog-demon returned his attention to the scent cone, and began following it. Now that he knew what he was after he did not have to move on all fours after it. The scent was still strong enough, and unless it rained it should keep for some time. He walked slowly toward the lighted street. The scent was fresher that way, but not overly so. As he approached the edge of the trees his ears began twitching at the loud noise. The young hanyou could not believe the change. How could he not have noticed the noise while in the park? The street ahead was still quite busy, so for a moment he hesitated as Kagome’s words resounded in his mind again.
“… your presence is not easy to explain.” Shrugging, Inuyasha decided to pay no heed this time, and he forgot to put the cap back on.
Author’s note.- Sorry to make this one short, but this just happened to be the perfect ending for it. Despite all intentions to the contrary this chapter is still short.