This is NOT how I wanted to get the inspiration or the time to actually write this. My Great Grandmother died in her sleep yesterday morning so I'm missing a couple days of school and writing helps me vent. She was 95.
We've been expecting this for some time and that's dulled the pain now but the initial shock was just as painful as I imagine it would've been if we didn't have any warning.
For the moment, all of my other stories except for this one are temporarily on hold. Sorry people.
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Playground school bell rings again
Golden eyes watched the children play tag. One ebony haired girl tripped and scraped her knee. She cried. He frowned.
Rain clouds come to play again
A thunderclap made her scream. He craved blood for her fear.
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
A teacher came to her and soothed the child with gentle words. She glanced toward the fence and pale cerulean eyes locked with amber orbs. There was a spark of something there before she looked away.
He turned away as she ushered the children inside before the rain began to fall. She would be safe now. She had always been safe with her.
Hello I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to
He paused at the small touch on his shoulder. He saw pale delicate fingers clenching his white jacket and his gaze traveled to a small woman with wavy black hair and sapphire eyes. He recognized her.
Hello
"Sesshoumaru?"
"Miko."
If I smile and don't believe
"What are you doing here Sesshoumaru?"
Soon I know I'll wake up from this dream
"I merely came to check on Rin. I had not realized you were her teacher."
Sesshoumaru smiled at the memory of Rin chasing the miko in a game of tag, of the miko laughing when Rin placed a crown of flowers on her head, of the miko protecting Rin when he was not there even when she put her own life in danger.
Don't try to fix me I'm not broken
"Sesshoumaru? I think you should come with me."
Hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide
Sesshoumaru allowed her to grasp his hand and pull him along the narrow streets of Tokyo.
He marveled at the trust this magnificent creature held in the simple goodness of others. He himself had tried to kill her many times and yet she still came to care for him.
He wondered why he had not realized all this sooner.
She wandered into the cemetery.
Don't cry
She walked slowly toward a small memorial in the western corner. The smooth grey marble was unspoiled by the ravages of time and the soil had burst into a dazzling array of color, muted by red, white and black roses.
"This is not what she would have wanted Sesshoumaru."
The taiyoukai glanced at the miko. She was shaking. His demon senses informed him the cause was neither the cold nor the rain.
"She wouldn't have wanted to hurt you."
Sesshoumaru drew a conclusion he disliked…greatly. Trembling, he took a faltering step toward the memorial and kneeled down, moving aside a viney tendril that had fallen over and obscured the name.
Rin
Cherished By All Who Knew Her
Beloved Daughter
Sesshoumaru sat down abruptly, overwhelmed be the rush of mental images.
Suddenly I know I know I'm not sleeping
He saw Rin collapse at the carnival she loved so much. He had been so very very afraid.
He saw a doctor wearing a lab coat saying they had put her name on the list for a heart transplant. He had been so very very relieved.
He heard the same doctor say Rin had maybe a month to live. He had been so very very angry.
He saw Rin's last birthday party. She had looked so fragile, pale and thin…but she had looked happy opening presents and blowing out her seven candles. He had been so very very sad.
He saw himself standing in this very spot in the rain watching a mahogany coffin being lowered into the earth. He had been so very very broken.
Hello
Sesshoumaru felt someone wipe away tears he hadn't known he had been crying.
I'm still here
He looked up to see Kagome wipe away tears of her own before she kneeled down and pulled him into a warm embrace.
All that's left of yesterday
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Review please?
Umm, should I continue this? In the mood I'm in, I probably could.