All Around Me
DISCLAIMER! I DON'T OWN INUYASHA!
The sun was setting over the horizon. The flecks of yellow and gold cascading on the glowing orange and red from the setting sun. Small animals sat and admired the sight as intently as the group of travelers. A young child gripped his mother's hand as he begged to be lifted to her shoulder. A older couple held hands together, smiling at the peace and serenity illuminating from the sight. The sun sank slowly over the horizon, removing the colors and peace from it's sight, leaving nothing but a starless darkness around them. The young girl placed the child down on the ground as the sun completely disappeared, tears falling slowly from her perfect brown orbs. The older girl turned slowly, eloping the girl in a strong hug as the sobs racked her body painfully. A small mew was vaguely registered from her ankles, but she could not comply. She could not speak, she could not see, nor could see hear. She could not hear the words of her friends, of the child that she loved, of the one she loved. She could not see their faces, unable to memorize their aging skins and face. All that remained was a locked memory of their young and youthful expressions of laughter, sadness, love and misery. She felt her son's head slip under her hand as the child wrapped his arms around her mother's leg, her own tears falling for her mother. The older man approached, trading the sobbing woman to his arms as well. Their hearts broke as she reached up, feeling atop the man's head. They knew what she was searching for, and unbearable guilt and sadness filled them as the watched her desperately try to find what she wanted, what she needed to feel. The man grabbed her hand gently, pulling it down slowly to his mouth, and said to her, "Miroku." Her sobs racked her yet again, stronger this time. Miroku looked at his wife, Sango. They're hearts yearned for the woman, but her love had disappeared many years before, and had never been seen again. In these times, there had only been one explanation. They began to lead the woman back to her hut, when they saw something at the edge of the forest. Miroku slowly handed the woman to Sango, who held tightly. Staff held out defensively, he waited for the creature to emerge. And emerge it did, and headed directly for Sango. Before she had a moment to think, the creature had her, and stole the woman from her arms. Miroku leapt to his wife's aid, but no emotion was shone on her face to explain what she had just seen take her sister.
The girl held still in the stranger's arms. Assuming that it was the arms of a friend, her powers long gone, she knew not the difference between friend or foe. She reached her arms around the neck of the person, holding tightly. They stopped in the middle of a meadow she assumed, only from the scent of flowers. The man wrapped his arms around the woman, tighter than any friend had ever done before. She was startled to say the least, not understanding the feeling she was receiving from this person. He pulled away from her when she did not return the hug. He looked at her, and said happily, "Kagome, it's me. I came back." Kagome could only stare, she knew not the man was trying to communicate. He snapped his fingers twice in front of her eyes, and his heart broke as he realized what was wrong. He pulled her hand to his mouth and said his name, yet she still seemed puzzled. Unable to comprehend what he had said. He was reaching last resorts, desperation was filling him, so he did the last thing he could think of. He took her hand, and ran it through his hair. Kagome's hands travelled through curiously, and stopped cold at his ears. Her mouth opened, though she had not spoken in six years, she still knew how to say it. Her eyes watered and she held him, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Inuyasha…"