Travel Through The Times (Inuyasha x Male! Oc)

~Chapter 5: Memories?~

(Third Pov)

     The poor kitsune fell before his friends, out cold. His breath hitched and quick, as his body tried to cope with the injuries he sustained. The white haired half demon had a wide eyed look. Right then and there he realized just how many injuries Ryu took on for him. How many times Ryu became his shield. All for him. Rushing to his side, Inuyasha took a moment to see if he could still sense him, his fading energy.

"He's alive, but he's faint." The male muttered, clutching a hand over his shoulder. He, too, now is running on adrenaline. Adrenaline and fear that his friend wouldn't make it. Yes, Ryu's a half demon, meaning his wounds would still heal better than those of a pure human. However, that does not cancel out the fact that he does indeed have a human side, human blood coursing through his veins. Meaning he is not able to just recover like other full-bloods can.

Just then, a frantic Kagome rushed over to Inuyasha, concerned for his shoulder injury. She looked his shoulder over, making sure it was okay. A few feet in front of them the jewel shards Yura had fallen on the ground. The human girl quickly went to scoop them up into her hands, holding onto them.

"We have to get him back, quick....he won't make it if we don't!" Inuyasha said sternly, worry dripping in his voice. Kagome nods as the male picks up his wounded friend. He decided it would be too hard, and costly of Ryu's wounds, to carry him on his back. So, Inuyasha held his friend bridal style. The half demon felt a pang in his heart when looking down at his friend. He felt that those wounds that Ryu were bearing were meant for him to bear. They should have been for himself. I swear, I'll get you home, Inuyasha thought to himself.

The two raced back to Kaede's hut with the injured male. Upon returning Kaede too became worried for Ryu's sake. She had ordered Kagome to lay him out a futon. After doing so the golden eyed demon laid his friend down to rest.

"Will he be okay?" Kagome questioned.

"Aye, he'll be fine. He needs rest. Child, may you go pick some healing herbs from the garden. We can use those to help Ryu heal faster." Kaede responded, grabbing some cloth and a bucket. She then removed Ryu's kimono top to clean his wounds of any dirt and blood. Upon doing so, she noticed what looked to be the ends of many old scars stretching across his back to the beginnings of his waist. He's hopelessly devoted to Inuyasha... The older woman thought to herself, causing a gentle but deep sigh to escape from her lips. Kaede continued through the process of cleaning and bandaging the kitsune's new wounds...All the while Inuyasha never left Ryu's side, carefully watching over him.

However, Ryu soon seemed to go into a feverish cold sweat-like state. He appeared to be having many nightmares, as though he was remembering deep memories of his past causing emotional shock.

(Ryu Pov)

Sweating once more. Hotness all around me. I felt as though I was on fire. That's when I thought I came to. Looking down at my feet I notice I'm much smaller, and my hands are bound. I look like when I was a kid. My feet are small and bruised, and so were my legs. Bringing my head up, I realize how truly dizzy I am. I feel as though I'm seeing double with how much my head hurts.

Am I dreaming?

No, this feels real. Like I've already experienced this. Is this a memory? How could it be one though?

In a desperate attempt to get my bearings, I look around the dark room. On the walls there were a few candles for light, causing the world around me to be barely made out. Only the outlines of what looked to be an old feudal Japanese style house. Just then a couple tall men walked in the room. Fear suddenly coursed through me. All I felt was fear...terrified of being killed or hurt. My small form trembled as I tried to hide my small stubby tail. My ears flattened to show my everlasting fear. In this moment I realized how dirty I was. I hadn't bathed in weeks. My small Kimono was dirtied with muck and dust and what looked, and smelled, to be my own blood. Just then I also felt a stinging and burning sensation coming from my back. Open wounds going untreated burned and stung. In my mind I already knew what the wounds were from, and was coming next.