(:Disclaimer:) I do not own Inu Yasha, but I do own characters like Chiaki and Hikari.
(:A.N:) Hello, everyone. My name's Mae, and I'm the author of this story ^ ^ Uum, basically the only Japanese in this story is the first paragraph so far, so um... live with it lol. j/k im not that mean. But anyways, please excuse the Japanese in this story and deal with the fact that I'm a foreigner. Now, to chapter one!
Kodomo Mitai
Chapter One : Hikari
By : Feng Shui Goddess
'Watashi wa... zenbu hitori da. Datte, tomodachi nanka iranai no... Sou ka? Sou, shinjitsu. Watashi no koisuru ga koko ja nai... Boku no Kagome. Aa, aishiteru Kagome, anata wa honto ni utsukushii to ureshii. Anata ga watashi no namida, watashi no dokidoki... anata wa watashi, watashi wa anata. Okaashi desu ne? Kore yozora wa honto ni sabishii, zenbu ga sabishii. Demo daijobu yo, bokutachi no tamashii ga hitotsu. Sou, hitotsu. Anata wa doko? Doko iru deshou? Shiranai yo... Demo, chigau tte. Kudasai, koko made oide to, kudasai. Kikoeru anata... Kikoeru. Konna ni jiyuu ni natte watashi nani o suru no darou? Watashi ha sora o yuku tori ni naru no? Nakushita mono bakari itsumo mochi aruiteita... Sabishii desu ne? Bokutachi ga futari ja nai... eien ni. Yorokobi o kanjitai yo... Demo, dekinai yo. Maa, Kagome, kudasai. Koko made oide to. Watashi no hitotsu inori ga anata. Kanjinai nanimo kanjinai boku wa. Doushite nano kimi ga shindeiru? Onegai hitoribocchi ni sasenai de. Inochi wa akkenakute hontouni inakunatte mou ichido daite hoshii... Gomen nasai, Kagome. Honto ni gomen nasai. Tenshi deshou, anata wa? Sou yo, wakatta. Sayonara, ikanakucha.'
Have you ever had one of those days when you felt alone, like there was no one in the world besides yourself? Well, that's how I felt. But it wasn't just one of those days for me, for I always felt alone. My Kagome was gone, never to return. She and I had married, you see. We had gone and lived in her time, just as she always wanted. We lived for many years together, happy as could be. We had some wonderful times together, we really did. Kagome became a teacher, and she wasn't home very often. I didn't mind, though, for I knew she was happy at work. We owned a nice home in Tokyo, right near her family's shrine. Although I didn't like to live so close to her family, Kagome loved it, so I was happy. She would always have her mother and brother over for dinner, making vast amounts of oden and eating most of it herself. Her grandfather had died, so she felt it was best to be near her mother and brother to support them if they needed it. She was so kind, so very kind. As the years passed by, Kagome had gotten sick, very sick. She had what human's called 'cancer'. A very severe case of breast cancer, which eventually took her life. The years that we spent together during her illness were nerve wrecking, I was constantly worrying about her health. She would always just smile and tell me not to worry about it, but I could smell death on her. Before she had died, she and I had a daughter. My daughter, my little Hikari. Hikari was just like Kagome, like a little reincarnite of her soul. It made me sad to look at her sometimes, because of how much she made me think of Kagome. Hikari had never really known Kagome, and didn't remember her at all. In a way I was happy though, for I didn't want her to suffer badly from her mother's death. So now I was all alone, just Hikari and I.
I sat down on a large leather recliner in the living room of my house, watching Hikari paint a picture on a large canvas. It was a lovely day in May, a gentle breeze blew from the open screen door leading out to the back porch. The sound of a small wind chime created a ringing in the air, peaceful and relaxing. Hikari was six now, she was getting so big and becoming mature. Her short black hair was pulled back in two small pig tails, and she wore a little flowered dress. Her big blue eyes stared curiously at the canvas in front of her, as she ran over to me. "Otosan! I can't think of any ideas of what to paint! Give me an idea pleaseeee?" she begged, tugging on my shirt. I laughed, "Why don't you paint the scenery of the outside? It's such a beautiful day," I recomended. She smiled, and nodded, "Okay! Thanks for the idea Otosannnn!" I nodded, "Sure thing, sweet." She giggled, "Sweet! That's funny when you call me that!" I laughed, "You think so? It suits you, you are sweet." She shook her head, "No, I'm not. I don't taste sweet, not one bit." I smiled, "I mean you act sweetly, you're kind." She ran back over to her canvas and started painting abstract things, things that you would expect from a child. I yawned, stretching back in the large chair. I had the day off work, and Hikari was on summer vacation. When I was at work she would go and play with some of her friends, of go to a day camp. "Nee, Hikari Chan. What do you want to do today?" I asked. "Let's go walk around the city and eat ice cream!" she giggled, as she turned around with paint all over her hands, clothes, and face. I laughed, "Okay, Hikari. But first, let's clean you up a little bit." She nodded, "Okay."
Bathing was always a big, elaborate ordeal for Hikari. As for most young children, she required at least five different toys in the water, with plenty of perfumes and bubbles in the water. I sat next to the bath tub as she splashed around in the water, getting bubbles in her hair. She picked up one of her dolls and played with its overly long hair, twisting it around one of her short fingers. "Hikari Chan, why don't you wash your hair? You can play in the bath tub later, okay?" She nodded, and lathered her hair with sweet smelling shampoo. After getting a good lather, she rinsed her hair under the water faucet, and repeated the process with conditioner. She hurriedly washed her body and jumped out of the tub, wrapping herself in a towel that appeared very large next to her. I laughed as she shook her hair to dry it off, sending water flying everywhere. She got dressed into a small sailor style dress, and dryed her hair with the blow dryer (with my help, mind you). She requested that I put her hair into pigtails again, so I did with little ease. The little hair bands kept snapping when I tried to wrap them around her hair, and they made me very frustrated. I finally did it, though, making Hikari happy. After what seemed like hours of preparation, Hikari and I finally set out for our day on the town.
Hikari dragged me through the street by the hand, stopping at every shop that sold little toys and plushies of San X and Sanrio characters. She was so cute when her eyes lit up, and a big childish grin appeared on her face. She was so mature for her age, I thought. She could be very serious and understanding at times, although like a child at other times. She loved doing childish things, like playing games, watching cartoons, and dressing up, but there was a side to her that was very mature. She would comfort you if you had a bad day, and she would get this cute sympathedic look on her face. Hikari dragged me into a small shop at the corner of a busy street, and stared admiringly at these little plush dogs. "They have ears like you, Otosan!" she said, smiling. "Do you want one?" I asked, figuring that I hadn't boughten her anything lately. She hugged my legs, "Arigato, Otosan!" She picked up a medium sized green dog (an Ocha Inu, they're everywhere in Japan lol) and said she wanted that one. I agreed, and purchased it for her. She held the little plush dog with compassion, and said 'thank you' over and over again. She was so cute that it was worth every yen.
After going into a few more shops, Hikari and I walked around a nearby park, buying ice cream from a little stand. Hikari managed to get 1/4 of the ice cream on her face, licking it off as she went. "Are you having a good day so far, Hikari Chan?" I asked, watching her shove the ice cream in her small mouth. She nodded, "Of course, I always have fun with you, you're the best Papa in the world!" I laughed, and rubbed her head, "I try, I try." She managed to find a small playground and insisted I push her on one swing, and her plush dog (she now called it Ochi) on the swing next to her. I agreed, and pushed her for a few minutes, until she was high enough for me not to push her for a few minutes. She insisted that Ochi be swinging in unison with her, so I had quite the task controlling the momentum of the swings. I laughed, "You're so funny, Hikari." She gasped, "What's that supposed to mean? Are you making fun of me?" I shook my head, "No, of course not. But you're just so sweet, that it's funny." She sighed, "You're strange sometimes, Otosan." I nodded, "I know."
A little while later, Hikari ran into one of her friends from school named Chiaki Himowaru. "Chiaki Chan! What are you doing here?" Hikari asked, running up to her friend, Ochi in her arms. "Aiin! Is that an Ocha Inu?! How cuteeee! Hikari Chan, you're lucky! I'm just here with my Okaasan." Hikari smiled, "Here, want to hold him? His name's Ochi." She handed the doll over to her friend, who cuddled it up to her face, "Thank you!" Hikari smiled, "What are you doing tonight, Chiaki Chan?" Chiaki sighed, "Nothing, Okaasan is going out so I have to get a babysitter." HIkari grabbed her friend's hand, "Then maybe you can sleep over my house tonight! We could play games and watch movies!" she turned to me, "Can she, Otosan? Pleaseeee?" I sighed, not being able to resist her pleading, "Of course she can, if it's okay with her mother." Both Chiaki and Hikari hugged my legs. "Chiaki Chan, let's go ask your mom if you can spend the night!" After confirming with Himowaru San that it was fine if Chiaki spent the night at our house, I crammed the two very excited six-year-olds into the car, listening to them talk about silly little things, like who liked who, what happened on their favorite anime episodes, and so on and so forth.
When we got back to the house, the girls ran into Hikari's room and decided to play with dolls for a while. I took this blessed time to relax on the couch and watch TV, a futuristic convieneince which I had become very accustomed with. I picked up the remote and turned on the news, laying down and stretching. Kids were really a handful to take care of. I looked out the window as the sun slowly began to set, making the sky glow a beautiful orange color. The sunset always reminded me of Kagome, so beautiful and pure. I sighed, and closed my eyes, falling asleep.
(:A.N:) That's it for chapter one of 'Kodomo Mitai'! (Kodomo Mitai means 'like a child' in case you were wondering.). Anyways, if I get more then 4 reviews I'll continue! So please review and tell me how you like this story!
(:A.N:) Hello, everyone. My name's Mae, and I'm the author of this story ^ ^ Uum, basically the only Japanese in this story is the first paragraph so far, so um... live with it lol. j/k im not that mean. But anyways, please excuse the Japanese in this story and deal with the fact that I'm a foreigner. Now, to chapter one!
Kodomo Mitai
Chapter One : Hikari
By : Feng Shui Goddess
'Watashi wa... zenbu hitori da. Datte, tomodachi nanka iranai no... Sou ka? Sou, shinjitsu. Watashi no koisuru ga koko ja nai... Boku no Kagome. Aa, aishiteru Kagome, anata wa honto ni utsukushii to ureshii. Anata ga watashi no namida, watashi no dokidoki... anata wa watashi, watashi wa anata. Okaashi desu ne? Kore yozora wa honto ni sabishii, zenbu ga sabishii. Demo daijobu yo, bokutachi no tamashii ga hitotsu. Sou, hitotsu. Anata wa doko? Doko iru deshou? Shiranai yo... Demo, chigau tte. Kudasai, koko made oide to, kudasai. Kikoeru anata... Kikoeru. Konna ni jiyuu ni natte watashi nani o suru no darou? Watashi ha sora o yuku tori ni naru no? Nakushita mono bakari itsumo mochi aruiteita... Sabishii desu ne? Bokutachi ga futari ja nai... eien ni. Yorokobi o kanjitai yo... Demo, dekinai yo. Maa, Kagome, kudasai. Koko made oide to. Watashi no hitotsu inori ga anata. Kanjinai nanimo kanjinai boku wa. Doushite nano kimi ga shindeiru? Onegai hitoribocchi ni sasenai de. Inochi wa akkenakute hontouni inakunatte mou ichido daite hoshii... Gomen nasai, Kagome. Honto ni gomen nasai. Tenshi deshou, anata wa? Sou yo, wakatta. Sayonara, ikanakucha.'
Have you ever had one of those days when you felt alone, like there was no one in the world besides yourself? Well, that's how I felt. But it wasn't just one of those days for me, for I always felt alone. My Kagome was gone, never to return. She and I had married, you see. We had gone and lived in her time, just as she always wanted. We lived for many years together, happy as could be. We had some wonderful times together, we really did. Kagome became a teacher, and she wasn't home very often. I didn't mind, though, for I knew she was happy at work. We owned a nice home in Tokyo, right near her family's shrine. Although I didn't like to live so close to her family, Kagome loved it, so I was happy. She would always have her mother and brother over for dinner, making vast amounts of oden and eating most of it herself. Her grandfather had died, so she felt it was best to be near her mother and brother to support them if they needed it. She was so kind, so very kind. As the years passed by, Kagome had gotten sick, very sick. She had what human's called 'cancer'. A very severe case of breast cancer, which eventually took her life. The years that we spent together during her illness were nerve wrecking, I was constantly worrying about her health. She would always just smile and tell me not to worry about it, but I could smell death on her. Before she had died, she and I had a daughter. My daughter, my little Hikari. Hikari was just like Kagome, like a little reincarnite of her soul. It made me sad to look at her sometimes, because of how much she made me think of Kagome. Hikari had never really known Kagome, and didn't remember her at all. In a way I was happy though, for I didn't want her to suffer badly from her mother's death. So now I was all alone, just Hikari and I.
I sat down on a large leather recliner in the living room of my house, watching Hikari paint a picture on a large canvas. It was a lovely day in May, a gentle breeze blew from the open screen door leading out to the back porch. The sound of a small wind chime created a ringing in the air, peaceful and relaxing. Hikari was six now, she was getting so big and becoming mature. Her short black hair was pulled back in two small pig tails, and she wore a little flowered dress. Her big blue eyes stared curiously at the canvas in front of her, as she ran over to me. "Otosan! I can't think of any ideas of what to paint! Give me an idea pleaseeee?" she begged, tugging on my shirt. I laughed, "Why don't you paint the scenery of the outside? It's such a beautiful day," I recomended. She smiled, and nodded, "Okay! Thanks for the idea Otosannnn!" I nodded, "Sure thing, sweet." She giggled, "Sweet! That's funny when you call me that!" I laughed, "You think so? It suits you, you are sweet." She shook her head, "No, I'm not. I don't taste sweet, not one bit." I smiled, "I mean you act sweetly, you're kind." She ran back over to her canvas and started painting abstract things, things that you would expect from a child. I yawned, stretching back in the large chair. I had the day off work, and Hikari was on summer vacation. When I was at work she would go and play with some of her friends, of go to a day camp. "Nee, Hikari Chan. What do you want to do today?" I asked. "Let's go walk around the city and eat ice cream!" she giggled, as she turned around with paint all over her hands, clothes, and face. I laughed, "Okay, Hikari. But first, let's clean you up a little bit." She nodded, "Okay."
Bathing was always a big, elaborate ordeal for Hikari. As for most young children, she required at least five different toys in the water, with plenty of perfumes and bubbles in the water. I sat next to the bath tub as she splashed around in the water, getting bubbles in her hair. She picked up one of her dolls and played with its overly long hair, twisting it around one of her short fingers. "Hikari Chan, why don't you wash your hair? You can play in the bath tub later, okay?" She nodded, and lathered her hair with sweet smelling shampoo. After getting a good lather, she rinsed her hair under the water faucet, and repeated the process with conditioner. She hurriedly washed her body and jumped out of the tub, wrapping herself in a towel that appeared very large next to her. I laughed as she shook her hair to dry it off, sending water flying everywhere. She got dressed into a small sailor style dress, and dryed her hair with the blow dryer (with my help, mind you). She requested that I put her hair into pigtails again, so I did with little ease. The little hair bands kept snapping when I tried to wrap them around her hair, and they made me very frustrated. I finally did it, though, making Hikari happy. After what seemed like hours of preparation, Hikari and I finally set out for our day on the town.
Hikari dragged me through the street by the hand, stopping at every shop that sold little toys and plushies of San X and Sanrio characters. She was so cute when her eyes lit up, and a big childish grin appeared on her face. She was so mature for her age, I thought. She could be very serious and understanding at times, although like a child at other times. She loved doing childish things, like playing games, watching cartoons, and dressing up, but there was a side to her that was very mature. She would comfort you if you had a bad day, and she would get this cute sympathedic look on her face. Hikari dragged me into a small shop at the corner of a busy street, and stared admiringly at these little plush dogs. "They have ears like you, Otosan!" she said, smiling. "Do you want one?" I asked, figuring that I hadn't boughten her anything lately. She hugged my legs, "Arigato, Otosan!" She picked up a medium sized green dog (an Ocha Inu, they're everywhere in Japan lol) and said she wanted that one. I agreed, and purchased it for her. She held the little plush dog with compassion, and said 'thank you' over and over again. She was so cute that it was worth every yen.
After going into a few more shops, Hikari and I walked around a nearby park, buying ice cream from a little stand. Hikari managed to get 1/4 of the ice cream on her face, licking it off as she went. "Are you having a good day so far, Hikari Chan?" I asked, watching her shove the ice cream in her small mouth. She nodded, "Of course, I always have fun with you, you're the best Papa in the world!" I laughed, and rubbed her head, "I try, I try." She managed to find a small playground and insisted I push her on one swing, and her plush dog (she now called it Ochi) on the swing next to her. I agreed, and pushed her for a few minutes, until she was high enough for me not to push her for a few minutes. She insisted that Ochi be swinging in unison with her, so I had quite the task controlling the momentum of the swings. I laughed, "You're so funny, Hikari." She gasped, "What's that supposed to mean? Are you making fun of me?" I shook my head, "No, of course not. But you're just so sweet, that it's funny." She sighed, "You're strange sometimes, Otosan." I nodded, "I know."
A little while later, Hikari ran into one of her friends from school named Chiaki Himowaru. "Chiaki Chan! What are you doing here?" Hikari asked, running up to her friend, Ochi in her arms. "Aiin! Is that an Ocha Inu?! How cuteeee! Hikari Chan, you're lucky! I'm just here with my Okaasan." Hikari smiled, "Here, want to hold him? His name's Ochi." She handed the doll over to her friend, who cuddled it up to her face, "Thank you!" Hikari smiled, "What are you doing tonight, Chiaki Chan?" Chiaki sighed, "Nothing, Okaasan is going out so I have to get a babysitter." HIkari grabbed her friend's hand, "Then maybe you can sleep over my house tonight! We could play games and watch movies!" she turned to me, "Can she, Otosan? Pleaseeee?" I sighed, not being able to resist her pleading, "Of course she can, if it's okay with her mother." Both Chiaki and Hikari hugged my legs. "Chiaki Chan, let's go ask your mom if you can spend the night!" After confirming with Himowaru San that it was fine if Chiaki spent the night at our house, I crammed the two very excited six-year-olds into the car, listening to them talk about silly little things, like who liked who, what happened on their favorite anime episodes, and so on and so forth.
When we got back to the house, the girls ran into Hikari's room and decided to play with dolls for a while. I took this blessed time to relax on the couch and watch TV, a futuristic convieneince which I had become very accustomed with. I picked up the remote and turned on the news, laying down and stretching. Kids were really a handful to take care of. I looked out the window as the sun slowly began to set, making the sky glow a beautiful orange color. The sunset always reminded me of Kagome, so beautiful and pure. I sighed, and closed my eyes, falling asleep.
(:A.N:) That's it for chapter one of 'Kodomo Mitai'! (Kodomo Mitai means 'like a child' in case you were wondering.). Anyways, if I get more then 4 reviews I'll continue! So please review and tell me how you like this story!