The Silence In Black And White by Frozen

Chapter One

The Silence In Black And White

By

Frozen

Chapter One

"Inuyasha!" Her feet almost painfully thumped against the uneven ground. How could this have happened? How could she have been so stupid? All these questions kept running through her head, just like she was running through all these trees. Her sides hurt, her lungs burned, and she knew Inuyasha would not come for her. That ached the most out of all things.

Roots and rocks bumped and jutted from the ground, making her trip and stumble. Her eyes were dry and clouded from the air rushing by and she was starting to sweat. Inuyasha had not been with Kikyou, she was not going home, and she was not running away. Well, from him anyway.

Naraku was strangely...clever...with his plot today. Attacks had been coming more and more often as of late, almost as if he was desperate to get rid of them. Today had been different from all the other times. No puppet, no incarnates, no shards. Shards...actually they were there today. Only for an instant, though.

Kagome looked up at the sunny sky. It had been such a nice day today, such weather and beauty. The trees were green with leafs, the grass was tall, and the flowers were bloomed. The breeze was slightly cool and the sun was gently warm. All that didn't matter anymore like it had back at camp.

In one moment, the group's rest had become chaotic. A million things happened at once. Kohaku had suddenly appeared and of course Sango had taken off after him without second thoughts. Miroku followed her, leaving Inuyasha, Kagome, and Shippo to become alarmed with horror.

Naraku, thee Naraku, walked from the shadows of the trees in front of them, however, it took a few nasty remarks from Inuyasha to lure the half-demon out from hiding. Naraku did not seem interested in Inuyasha, though, but instead took a direct shift in attention to Kagome.

Kagome shuddered with memory of his tentacles wrapping around her without warning and flinging her far into the trees. Her ears still rang with Inuyasha's roar to run and her heart still pounded wildly from fear of being caught by only Kami knew what.

Now, she didn't have a clue what was going on. She had listened to Inuyasha for once, she had ran. But now something was after her, something like Naraku or not, she didn't know. She knew for sure she wouldn't stop to find out.

Kagome's dark eyes looked around with fright as she heard swishing of clothing behind her. She had heard that earlier, but somehow something was not right. The sound was not only closer, but joined with another sound. It was almost the dull drone of a whistle, like something was coming at her fast.

There was suddenly a snap, like a branch breaking off a tree. "What was that," Kagome almost screamed to herself, fear making her panic-stricken. "Hello?" She tried hard to keep breathing, to keep moving. If she slowed, Kagome feared she would lose her life.

Her brown shoes patted hard against the forest floor, the limbs burning and aching. She needed to stop, and soon. But she didn't want to. She was too scared. Her black hair flung around behind her like a mop gone wild, tangles and snarls twisting every second of every step.

"Kagome!" Her feet slide to a complete halt. Kagome wisped around, her hair following the turn shortly after. Her eyes grew wide, recognizing the rough voice that said her name. Her heart seemed to skip a beat, her face lit up in joy. She gasped for breath to be able to speak.

"Inuyasha!" In that one little sliver of a second after she said his beloved name, it was all over. Inuyasha leapt over the trees, a wide grin on his handsome face. Kagome blinked once, noticing that first. It wasn't right for Inuyasha to do that, or, it was right, but he just wouldn't. The thing she recognized second that was out of place, was the fact that he was not wounded at all. She knew Naraku would not have made such an appearance in person without a reason. He wouldn't do something so bold without anything to benefit from it.

In that one split second Inuyasha noticed her expression. With a wider grin, he seemed to shift. His beautiful gold eyes whirled with darkness, turning dark with deep red and brown. His long silver hair became wavy with black, his grin turning into a cruel smirk. Kagome nearly cried out in horror, realizing her great mistake. People always said to learn from your mistakes.

Somehow Kagome had a feeling she wouldn't be able to learn from this one.

A large object, almost looking like his own tentacle, came hurtling at her with blinding speed. It came from out of nowhere, and she knew right then that she had been his benefit all along. No shard detector, no alerts, not so much a problem anymore. Kagome opened her mouth to yell, scream, to do something. It never got to happen.

She stared in horror as the scene seemed to play in slow motion, the terror of her skull being crushed pulsing through her veins. In a last attempt to fool Naraku, or fool his plans at least, she let herself fall, turning her head so it would not hit her face dead on. Her eyes closed tight, and with one last breath, blackness took her as the weapon met its destination.

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Inuyasha panted as he sprung into the clearing, having followed Naraku. Instead of attacking the demon, he froze. Blood splattered diagonally across Inuyasha's face, his bright eyes wide with shock as Naraku took a bone-crushing swing at Kagome. Like she just collapsed, she fell to the ground on her knees just before the blow, the tentacle hitting her dead on in the head. Her body went sprawling to the forest floor, about five feet away from where she had originally stood.

Inuyasha dully remembered how Kagome had told him about head injures. If you got hit in the temple really hard and blood came out, you were pretty much considered dead. It was a soft spot on the head and extremely dangerous to hit. For once, Inuyasha wished she had not told him the information.

"No!" Inuyasha yelled in rage. Turning sharply to Naraku, his lips lifted in a snarl, his Tetsusaiga raised over his shoulder in rage. "You Bastard!" Charging at the dark half-breed, Inuyasha swung his sword, the air almost splitting to let it through.

Of course it missed and before he could do anything, Naraku was chuckling loudly, flying backwards through the trees. Inuyasha screamed in outrage and sorrow, rushing after him.

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Heat from the warm sun gently beat down on her, her hair absorbing the warmth. Complete peace and utter contentment overflowed her soul, such a wonderful feeling enveloping her. She let a quiet sigh escape her lips, rolling over onto her back into a better position. Before she could move further, however, pain shot through the right side of her head, neck, and shoulders. It even went down her right arm. She moaned with hurt, trying to reach up to her head to find the origin of the searing wound. Hot stickiness met her eager finger tips, the strange liquid sending waves of terror through her.

Her eyes would not open, no matter how hard she willed them to. They were heavy and seemed to be stuck together. Her muscles in her head clenched as she tried to open her eyes, a throbbing heart beat starting to pulse in her ears. It echoed through her head and down her body, pain following in its wake. It hurt so badly...

With a whimper, she stopped trying to wake up and see where she was. Instead, she tried to move her right arm. She gasped as the limb screamed in pain, and, afraid it was broken, instantly stopped trying. She tried moving her legs and both were as heavy as lead. Panic rose in her, afraid she would never be able to move. Her left arm, though it also hurt, she could still move. It did hurt, but not as badly as everything else.

Why did she hurt so much? She couldn't remember what had happened to her. Couldn't remember where she was, couldn't remember anything. It seemed odd, but she just couldn't remember a gosh darn thing. It was like there was a thick fog in the back of her mind, and when she tried to remember, it became worse.

With a shaky breath, she tried to calm down. She felt so alone and scared, she was hurt and couldn't see. Part of her was wondering if she was just blind and her eyes were open, but the other said her eyes were closed. Personally, she liked the second much more than the first. But she was starting to forget even that. She was forgetting things that had just happened...

Suddenly, she felt something wrap around her waist. She tensed on contact, not knowing what the strange creature was and what it was doing. It slowly lifted her from the ground, trying to upright her. Her head pounded and something warm ran down her neck from her head. Her muscles ached and she was cold now, having been moved from her warm place on the ground.

Realizing that tensing caused her body more pain, she went completely limp in the creature's grip. Before she knew it, she had slipped from the creature, nearly falling on the ground. Her head did not hit the ground like her body did, but instead was held by something.

The thing came back and again tried to grab her, and this time she could not tense. She was far too weak now and she was willing to allow the creature to do with her as it pleased. She trusted it, whatever it was.

Suddenly a little voice spoke to her. "Kagome-chan will be okay." If she was able to move, her brows would have furrowed and she would have frowned. 'Kagome-chan? Who's Kagome-chan?'

Note: Okay, brand new story, so be nice! I always wanted to do one where Kagome lost all her memories but I never got a chance to! When my writer's block has lessened I will probably revise this chapter a little. Please, review!

The Silence In Black And White

Chapter Two

By

Frozen

Sesshoumaru's molten amber eyes stared at Inuyasha's wench in disbelief. A frown tugged deeply on his mature face, his eyes narrowing as he stared directly at her blank eyes. They seemed to stare at absolutely nothing, rock still. Quite frankly, at first, he had thought she was dead. Though now he would never admit such a thing. After one good, long sniff close to her, he knew for sure she was not dead.

Her scent thrived and changed with her different emotions but her body didn't move. He could sense the heat coming off her body in waves, yet little bumps rose on her skin. It puzzled him, but when Rin urgently inspected her, he saw her nasty head injury.

It looked like someone had hit her with a mallet, almost crushing the whole side of her skull in. Blood ran down from time to time, though he could tell the wound was slightly old. Kneeling closer to her next to his ward, he took an ever closer look. With an expression of disgust, he saw the pink and green of her skin around the wound. It was infected.

How she could have lived, the Demon Lord had no idea, but what had actually stunned him was that she had lived this long. From what he could tell from his experience was that the injury was at least six hours old. Six hours. She was probably wounded around late afternoon, because now it was night. How a human could survive that long shocked him to no end.

It wasn't just her head that was hurt, either. Her body was black and blue with bruises, her right arm was broken, and her legs were purple with cold. They were numb. Her left arm seemed alright except for a few scratches, but other wise nothing else was okay. A dirt skid mark was on the ground, indicating that she had slide about five or six feet after she had been struck.

Sniffing the air cautiously he scented for Inuyasha. After about two minutes, he stood once more. Inuyasha was extremely far away, but his scent was in the clearing. He must have run off, thinking the girl was dead. Looking down at the girl once more, he nearly scoffed. 'Pity.'

With mastered indifference, he gracefully turned on his heel, walking away from the 'sure-to-be-dead' human. If anybody could do anything to help her, they would have to be impressively powerful. That, he was positive, would not happen.

"Sesshoumaru-sama," came Rin's small voice. He stopped his stride, looking over his shoulder with an expression of blankness. Rin's head was down as if she was ashamed. He knew this was going to happen, he knew Rin would want to save her. The wench's skin was warm, she was still breathing, and she could feel, meaning she was alive. Though barely. Sesshoumaru knew well what Rin wanted.

"Sesshoumaru-sama," she whispered with a begging tone. He turned further to look at Rin, surprised by his ward. Usually if he did nothing when she wanted him to do something, that meant no. She had never asked twice.

His eyes narrowed in distaste and disappointment. They had always respected each other in a strange way, always knew when to keep quiet and always knew how to react. He had never before had to scold Rin, to actually voice the word 'no' in her face when she wasn't doing anything wrong. Many people said there was always a first for everything, but he didn't want a first for this.

"Rin," he said sternly. The tone almost dared to be called father-like. He watched with his golden gaze as she visibly winced. Rin knew she was not suppose to ask him twice, but she had to. She desperately wanted to save Kagome.

With her fiery spirit determined to save Kagome, she bravely looked up at her guardian. Sesshoumaru almost sighed, sadly. Tears leaked from the dark curtain of bangs, her brown eyes watery and red. His chest clenched and his stomach turned, but he still did not move. He would not save an enemy.

His demonic eyes shifted slowly over to the girl, the blood still running from her wound. He silently recalled many times she had actually helped him, how powerful she was. With a frown, he turned fully toward his ward and the girl. With deep regret, he walked toward them.

He noticed a shooting star fly overhead, but instead of looking at it like usual, Rin just stared at him. She really wanted this, wanted to save this human. With an invisible sigh, he bent down and used his one arm to wrap around the wench's waist. Rin's eyes grew wide and with it her smile. Instantly, she tried to help him, making sure the girl's head did not move much.

Sesshoumaru tried not to touch her much, only having contact when necessary. She suddenly went limp, slipping from his grasp. His eyes narrowed into a heated glare, annoyed that she had slipped away. Rin still held Inuyasha's wench's head in her hands. With great irritation, he picked her up yet again, cradling her against his breast plate armor.

In humiliation, he walked toward where Jaken and Ah Un were, anger smothering his liquid eyes for a moment. Rin was indeed making him soft, and if he started to get worse he didn't know what he would do.

"Kagome-chan will be okay." His eyes shifted to look at Rin, staring at her. It was not a statement nor a fact, but more like a reassurance for her. Rin didn't know if the girl would survive or not, but she wanted her to. Rin knew he had Tensaiga but she also knew he would not use it.

She was right. He would not use it on his enemy.

He looked back at the path before him and Sesshoumaru thought he saw the girl's eye twitch. He nearly scoffed. If he had ever been this weak in his entire life, he would have ended it right there and then. He would never rely on anyone. Never, even if it meant his demise.

His feet swished lazily against the long, damp grass. Rin's pattering followed close behind him, noticing the little skip in her beat. She was happy, he knew, but he would not be sure for how long. If the wench proved to be an annoyance, he would get rid of her. He slowly looked down at the girl's blank eyes, glaring at them as if she could see him.

He knew for sure he would have left the girl to die had his ward not convinced him.

Note: Okay, short but sweet. This one will probably be revised a little to in the near future. So please do not flame me and be nice! I will have chapter three up soon!!!!