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Title: Present Time 2/27
Author: animealam (a.k.a. alandrem)
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.
They had been waiting by the Bone Eater’s 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 correct most of the times.
‘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.
“Ouch!” Miroku complained, rubbing the sore spot on his head.
“You deserved it! And you better keep your hands to yourself pervert!” Sango said angrily, turning her eyes back to the well.
“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?”
“I don’t think that’s the case Shippou.” Miroku stated in his calm voice, reaching down and patting the kitsune’s head. “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.”
“Yes Sango me too, but I also get the feeling it’s nothing they can’t handle,” he said standing up and offering a hand to help her. “Come on; let’s go to back to the village. It’ll be better to wait under a roof tonight,” looking at the cloud filled sky he added. “It seams like it’s going to rain.”
Inuyasha landed neatly by some trees that obscured the vision from the street. Sniffing around, 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 odors that surrounded the area.
His keen sense of smell soon had sorted much of the odors that emanated from the area. Several humans had been there after Kagome and those thugs, they had moved about for quite some time. Their smell permeated the plastic cord. But these humans were not the prey he was hunting for, so he 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. He then went down on all fours and sniffed the ground. Thanks to his keen eyes, he was able to see a distinctive pattern of shoe prints. 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.
“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. 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 lips, as he followed the trail to the place were this man had awaited for his pray to be flushed. He now had this human’s stench engraved in his memory too. He sneezed a couple of times; the smoky stench was quite dense on this guy.
‘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 he hid among the higher branches. From his vantage point, Inuyasha watched as a couple of boys passed by, and stopped just outside of the area marked by the yellow thingy.
“You say this girl got away?” The boy 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 how can he 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 red shirt sounded perplexed by his friend’s callousness.
“Of course not idiot! She wasn’t lucky for that!” He took a swipe at the other boy’s head.
“Hey! What’d you do that for?”
“Because you’re stupid.”
High up on the tree Inuyasha felt like growling and taking a swipe at both brats, the one with the green shirt seemed to know something about this attack. For a moment, he considered going down and ask them. But he remembered what Kagome said.
“… your presence is not easy to explain.”
She was right of course; he might scare the brats silly. People in Kagome’s time did not believe demons existed, or so she told him. Also a scared boy 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.”
‘Others? Have these men killed others? This doesn’t sound right! The dog-demon was surprised at hearing this.
“Others? What others Reiichi?”
‘Good, this boy is asking the right questions,’ he thought unconsciously nodding his head in approval.
“Saitoh you’re the limit sometimes! Where the hell do you live if you haven’t you heard the other guys talk about this serial killer? This has been going on for a lot of time.”
‘What’s a serial killer? By his tone I gather it’s nothing good, and for how long has this been happening? I don’t think Kagome knew about it.’ 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.
“I live around here of course, just like you do. But I don’t pay much attention to gossip, anyway have there really been others?”
“Yeah, and you should pay more attention to them, you have an older sister after all. The guys in the gang say these guys have killed at least six other girls here in the park.”
‘Six! This kind of action sounds more like a demon’s,’ he pondered. ‘But I found no demon stench.’
“Oh!” The red shirted one exclaimed. “That many?”
“Yeah, the cops are only admitting two, though. 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 white as a sheet! His bro says he was freaked out for more than a week.”
“Ushitaro freaked out? Nah, I’ll have to see 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.”
“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 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 Kagome in his mind wearing those ridiculously short skirts, and a slight appreciative smile appeared on his lips. ‘She does have great legs…’
“I couldn’t tell if she was pretty though I was too far away.”
‘Oh she’s pretty boy, no doubt about it. In fact she’s beautiful especially when she smiles…’ he sighed and an idiotic smile plastered on his face. ‘Where in the seven hells did that come from?’ He thought exasperated, and decided to focus his errant thoughts on the conversation below
“She ran like a maniac, and did not stop to talk to the police, and I know they are looking for her.”
“Why would they look for her she was the one attacked?”
‘Good boy, keep asking the right questions.’
“Saitoh! Don’t you know anything? She saw them and the cops did not catch these guys, they are going to look for her and kill her.”
‘So… they didn’t catch them… Good, they won’t get any where near her because I’ll get them first.’
“Now you sound like you watch too much TV. That only happens in there or in the movies.”
‘Aaaarrrrggg! What’s a TV? And what the hell is a movie?’ 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 talked about.
“Suppose you were the killer and you didn’t want anyone to know. Then one of your victims saw your face and lived to tell. What would you do?” Reiichi countered, his friend Saitoh was silent for a moment.
‘I would go and kill her. Nice instincts, or did you learn this from either the TV or the movie thingies? If that’s so I better find out what they are.’ He agreed with the brat, but that meant Kagome was still very much in danger.
“You’re right,” he admitted defeat grudgingly. “I’ll 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 not far behind.
‘Grounded? Does it mean this brat 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 trail, and began following it. Now that he knew what he was after he did not have to move on all fours after it. The scents were still strong enough for him to track easily, so 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 have not 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.” He decided to pay no heed this time.