A Mapped Life...: Ch 8: Adrenaline & Reality

Chapter 8: Ch 8: Adrenaline & Reality

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I DO NOT OWN Inuyasha or the Crew, Rumiko Takahashi does. But I do own my original characters.

A/N: “Hey y'all! 178 page views and going! *does funky dance with Pedro* I have to be doing something right…”

“Okay then, been lacking some feedback from my overfed plush, fat-ass plot bunny, which is the reason why there hasn't been an update in a week or so. And also been having some kind of issues at work, well, that is the life of a CS agent, shit happens on a regular basis.”

*Shows Pedro a `Plot bunny exercise wheel*

“Oh Pedro, here boy…”

*Wink*

A Mapped Life:

Izayoi ran with all her might out of the Café, shouldering her backpack in the process, she ran through the central deck, straight down the stairs towards the Ladies Deck, and leaned on a wall to catch her breathe.

She doubled over and rested her palms on her knees, wiping her sweat away from her forehead and her nose, she felt something sticky on her knee and her face, she stood up straight and examined her hands, blood was running freely down her wrist, and stained her dress, a frown appeared on her face, “when did I get hurt?”

She replayed the encounter with the inu-youkai in her mind, of course, he had grabbed her hand and she had pulled away, causing him to grip her harder and cutting her palm open in the process, the adrenaline pumped faster through her frail frame, as she looked at all of the blood, on her arm, on her dress, on the floor, Iza dug her handkerchief out of her dress pocket, and wrapped her hand in it, right then a lady happened to walk by seeing her bloodied sundress, she quickly called for a bellhop, he picked Izayoi up as she started to go into shock, rushing her to the clinic on board, where the doctor rapidly stopped the bleeding, gave her something to calm down, and stitched her palm.

When he stepped out of the room he was treating her in, she lifted her hand into view to inspect the wound, she was surprised to find that in was shaped in a perfect arch, resembling a half moon, she lowered her hand as the doctor came back, to wrap her hand in gauze and the prescriptions for the swelling and disinfectant.

Her father appeared at the door, looking very upset, Iza slid of her chair and walked up to him.

“Izayoi, you always manage to get into trouble, I thought something bad had happened to you, I was in a meeting closing a deal with Ren Ito, when the bellhop came running in and saying that you were severely hurt, seriously all this commotion for a simple scratch, by the Gods! Next time just stay still inside the cabin, if you were a boy, this wouldnt have happened!”

Han grabbed Iza by her other un-injured hand, and dragged her to the cabin, shoving her inside, he slammed the door to his room, and turned off the light, the door muffled a holler, “go to sleep already, or do something, just dont make me look at you!”

Izayoi walked up to her fathers door, and slid a delicate hand down the decorative oak wood design, “It was an accident you know, I didnt want to cut my hand open, Im sorry papa Han…”

She ran into her room slamming the door and collapsed on her bed facedown, praying for the bed to muffle the sound of her sobs, “daddy Han, what have you become? Why do you treat me this way?”

That night a storm came down hard showering the S.S. Faithfull thoroughly, Izayoi tossed and turned in her bed until high hours of the night managing to go to sleep in the early morning, her face puffy and eyes swollen from crying to long.

The next days, Han brought a different woman into the cabin each late night and threw her out before dawn, Izayoi stayed inside the cabin, only going out in the late afternoon to watch the sun paint the sky in patterns of oranges, pinks, and purples.

She realized that since they had boarded the ship she had the good fortune to really meet the man she called a father, and if all this time he had been playing coy with her, what else was there for Izayoi to find out about her father? What other surprises would she run in to in the future he had planned for her?

Wow! There goes another chapter…

*grins*

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