Will You Remember?

Reunion

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I remember that stormy morning when he left. Tears slid down my face as my best friend, my only friend, left the town to go live with his other relatives. His mother had just been murdered and now he would be living with his father and his half-brother.

Right after the funeral, he was introduced to the father he never met. His mother was the second woman he married, but they divorced when he was still a baby. His father remarried with his first wife and moved to the other side of the country with their son who was perhaps five years older then him.

I never got the chance to say goodbye. I had lost my courage and I hoped that if I never did say farewell then perhaps we would never truly be separated. We were roughly the same age, but he was almost a year older. I was five and he was nearly six. Even though we were both young, he made a pinky promise that we would one-day fulfill my childhood fantasy. I dreamed of having a fairy tale wedding just like any lovesick girl my age. I wanted to marry a handsome man and live a life of luxuries.

I guess you must probably be wondering whom I'm talking about. Well you see there is another race that is known as demons. A decade before I was born, they came out of hiding. The community still finds it difficult to live peacefully with them, but the trouble is beginning to settle down. Anyway, my childhood friend is a half-demon. His mother was human and his father was a demon. The relatives forced them apart saying that it would cause too many feuds.

Inuyasha, that is the name of my dearest friend. I'll always remember him and his tough act. Whenever other boys came and picked on me, he would always defend me someway or another. They usually all ended up fighting one another.

At that time he had short silvery hair with two dog-ears poking out from the unkempt mess. I used to enjoy braiding the growing hair and playing around with it. I especially loved to rub his ears that sent him into a state of pleased serenity.

It was the best time I ever had in my entire lifetime, but now I regret even meeting him. He brought sorrow to my heart. He tore it away from me and cracked it. Inuyasha shattered my affection for him, shattered it to a million pieces that could never mend. He broke my heart, he killed me, not physically, but mentally. I was murdered by the one I cared for the most.

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The moving vans pulled up next to a rundown looking house. It stood out from the glamour of the other houses nearby. Several windows were shattered and the paint chipped off. Even the front door was barely hanging on the metal hinges. It was once a solitary home next to a woody area until men came and chopped down the trees. They built huge houses nearby with delicately cared for lawns and beautiful decorations. The rich snobs obviously lived here.

A dark blue car pulled up next to the moving vans. A woman in her late thirties or early forties stepped out of the car. She began to immediately direct the moving people to her furniture should be placed. An elderly old man got out next and stared at the large houses while shaking his head. Next came a little boy with a fat cat in his arms. The boy turned and looked inside the car.

"Kagome aren't you coming out?" The boy asked.

"No, I don't want to move. Why couldn't we stay back in our old house? Our old, livable house." A girl sat with her arms crossed against her chest merely stared out the window as she said this.

"Come on, Kagome. You know Mom lost her job and had to get a new one. She said we couldn't afford to stay at the other house." The boy explained.

"I know, but couldn't Dad help us? Last time I checked he was living in a mansion with his new family. I'm sure they have money to spare."

"I don't remember much of Dad…" The boy said sadly.

"I'm sorry, Souta. I forgot that Dad left when you were really young." Kagome apologized quickly and opened the door on her side of the car. She stepped out and stretched first. After that she grabbed a yellow bag and went to the moving van.

"Mom, I'm taking my bike and going out!" She yelled while grabbing her bike from a short, hairy man. Kagome jumped onto and began to pedal away before her mother could do anything.

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For a while she rode the bike in a random direction. The roads were quiet and occasional cars would pass by. I guess this town is pretty decent… She thought as she arrived by a park. Kagome got off the bike and began to walk around with a hand guiding the bike. As if on cue, a ball hit the side of Kagome's head.

After a moment or two, she broke from the daze the impact of the ball had given. Kagome turned towards the origin of the ball, about to complain. It was a baseball and it had created a horrible headache on the side of her head. A bruise might form just in time for her first day of school.

"Hey! Sorry 'bout that!" A boy shouted while walking towards her. Cloth covered his right hand with prayer beards wrapped securely around the hand. A charming smile graced his handsome face.

"You could be more careful next…" Kagome trailed off as she realized there was another person next to the first boy. He looked just like Inuyasha. "Inuyasha?"

"How do you know my name?" The second boy demanded.

"You are Inuyasha!" Kagome, in the midst of her own happiness, ran and hugged the one known as Inuyasha. He looked just like him besides the fact that he was older, taller, and had longer hair then before. Immediately she reached up and began to rub his ears after the surprising hug. "I was afraid I'd never see you again!"

"Hey! Stop tha-a-at." An expression giving someone the impression of being drunk or high came over his face. The sensitive ears giving into the wonderful ear rubbing.

"Are you two…together?" The first boy asked with disappointment evident in his voice.

"Of course not!" Inuyasha shouted while jumping out of his state of nirvana.

The first boy looked relieved with the smile growing. "So you wouldn't mind if I asked her to bear my child?" He asked quietly to the supposed Inuyasha.

"Don't you ever think of anything besides that? And don't you already have a girlfriend? Sango was it?"

"It never hurts to have more then one."

"Pervert."

Kagome stood off to the side as she watched the two talk quietly to each other. Confusion swept over her mind while wondering why Inuyasha wasn't as happy as she was. It was the same Inuyasha, right? Maybe things changed for the worst. Desperately she hoped Inuyasha hadn't changed from the kind, clumsy little boy who laughed easily. She still cared for him deeply.

"But you are Inuyasha, right? Your father is a dog demon and your mother is human. You have an older half-brother and your parents got divorced. You moved away when you were about six to go live with your father and your half-brother. Am I right?" Kagome gave a brief summary of his personal life.

"How'd you know?!" He asked with his face turning red. The boy next to him restrained Inuyasha.

"Are you sure you two don't have a personal relationship? It seems that way." The boy with the prayer beads asked.

"Shut up, Miroku." Inuyasha snapped while pulling away. He walked towards Kagome who backed up in reaction. The two stared at each other for what seemed like the longest time. "Wait…Kikyo? Is that you, Kikyo?"

"Kikyo? What are you talking about? My name is Kagome Higurashi. Don't you remember?" Kagome said.

"No, you look just like her. Kikyo…" Inuyasha went passive as he thought about this situation.

"I wonder what he's talking about…" Miroku questioned aloud as he watched the two.

"Wait. That can't be right. I saw Kikyo die a year ago. You can't be her." Suddenly his normal attitude flared up and banished the passive mood.

"Look, my name is Kagome and I'm a living breathing person. You are Inuyasha and you were my childhood friend when we were little kids. Remember?" Kagome started to become annoyed at his cluelessness. Didn't he remember at all?

"What are you talking about? I've been born and raised in this town. I have never met you in my entire life until now and why would I hang around with some ugly wench?" Inuyasha shouted angrily.

"Actually I would have to say that she is rather pretty." Miroku commented, interrupting their disagreements.

"Shut up, Miroku!" Inuyasha's voice was evidence of his frustration with the girl who refused to accept the fact that they had never met. "Get it through your thick ugly head, I have never met you! I don't care about your stupid 'remember me!' things and I don't care about you! I have never seen you in my life!"

"If that's how you're going to be, then I'm leaving! I hate this stupid place! I hate those stupid snobs! I hate you! I hate you, Inuyasha! Hate you! Hate! Hate! Hate! HATE!" Kagome shrieked while jumping onto her bike. Quickly she sped away with tears beginning to stream down her face.

"Inuyasha, you really have to learn how to talk to the ladies. You'll never get a girl again by treating them like that." Miroku criticized before turning around to where they were.

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Kagome finally stopped the fast pedaling by a group of trees in a secluded area. Tears continued to fall from her eyes as she cried her heart out. She had spent the last several years daydreaming about being with Inuyasha again. She dreamed that he would be like how he was as a child. Kagome dreamed he would grow up to be a handsome, strong, but sensitive man who be rich and ask her to marry him.

Was it all a lie? Were those summer days wasted on a stupid dream? Was Inuyasha trying to get her to fall for him so he could break her heart? Didn't he care for her? Did he break the pinky promise? Did Inuyasha purposely forget about her or did he truly forget?

Strong emotions were expressed from the tears springing from her eyes. What seemed like a happy day turned out to be one so horrible and memorable. The only true friend she ever had refused that they were ever friends. He had yelled at her and confused her with a girl she didn't even want to know about. He had moved on without her. His heart and mind moved on like he moved away from their peaceful town. Inuyasha was a different person now.

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Oddly that girl had struck a painful part of his memories besides Kikyo. It was hidden away like many other things from his childhood. Never had he been able to recall anything after his sixth birthday. At times small flashes would come and go, but that was all.

After moving in with his father, Inuyasha had gone into a state of mental stress. The death of his mother had yet to sink in and adjusting to the new surroundings had begun to have their effects on him. Worried about his son's mental health, his father had sent Inuyasha to a psychologist. The person had recommended on seeing a professional hypnotist to have Inuyasha forget about his childhood and replace it with new memories. That way some of the mental stress would go away and Inuyasha would feel more comfortably around his stepmother.

The method had worked and Inuyasha believed all the things he was told. Sadly he never remembered what true happiness was since after the memory erasing, his life came to a string of unpleasant events.

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Several years after that whole episode, Inuyasha met Kikyo. Their fathers were business partners and they had forced both of them to go to a formal party that Inuyasha's mother was holding. It was glamorous with beautiful decorations and elegant music. Inuyasha accidentally bumped into Kikyo while heading towards the exit. It was crowded and stuffy in the ballroom and the perfume of the women was giving him a horrible headache. Kikyo had dropped some of the delicately made sandwiches on her new red and white dress so had went to the bathroom to clean the mess. As Inuyasha left the door, Kikyo was entering. They both ended up on floor in a mess of arms and legs.

After that accident, they talked outside and got to know each other. Soon they found out they went to the same school and were in the same grade. It was like love at first sight. Both of them were content and after the party they began to see each other on many different occasions.

Soon they went into a deeper relationship. They were in love even though Kikyo's overprotective father continued to send his men to watch them in case Inuyasha did anything. It messed with the romantic atmosphere, but they learned out to ditch the men. It was like being in heaven for Inuyasha until that day came.

It was another usual day with the men dressed in black cautiously following. They decided to watch a movie and afterwards have a romantic dinner at a very expensive restaurant. All went well at the movie theatre. Kikyo leaned against Inuyasha's shoulder as they watched a sad movie about a murder. Inuyasha then drove Kikyo to the fancy restaurant.

Sparkling glass glittered in the soft light of the elegant restaurant. Women gossiped while men talked of things such as sports or business. Music played in the background with the sound of silver utensils clinging with the dishes. The delicious aroma of gourmet food lingering in the lightly scented air. The atmosphere of the restaurant was just perfect for the young couple.

The night was wonderful besides the constant sound of following men. With their hunger sated, the couple decided to take a final stroll in the park. Inuyasha and Kikyo ran for the park even though Kikyo was wearing high heels. Finally after a lot of stumbling, Inuyasha swept Kikyo off the ground and carried her to the park.

It was nearly midnight and the only sounds were the cars passing by and the crickets chirping. The stalking men were gone and only several other couples were wandering through the park. It was so peaceful in the warm summer night.

BANG! Someone shot a gun. It struck Kikyo in the stomach area. Blood leaked onto the light, white dress she wore for the occasion. Inuyasha looked around with his eyes expressing dangerous anger. The men who followed them were holding guns that were pointed at Kikyo.

"Sir, we have followed orders as planned. We have terminated the one known as Kikyo for you, Mr. Inuyasha. Your car is waiting for you as we dispose of the body." The man in charge said quickly as they began to pull out black tarp.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Inuyasha yelled while punching the guy who shot Kikyo.

"But sir! It was your orders!" The man protested.

"I'm going to kill you!" Inuyasha yelled in the midst of his anger. More punches were sent until the other men restrained the furious hanyou.

"I have proof!" The man took out a recorder from his dirty black suit. He pressed play.

When I take Kikyo out on a date tonight, I want you to kill her. I don't care how, I don't care when, I don't care if anyone else is harmed. Just kill the stupid girl and dispose of her body quickly. Destroy all evidence that the murderer had to do anything with me. You will be paid handsomely. The voice…it sounded just like Inuyasha's. A cold edge made him sound unpleasant, but it was evident who it was.

Inuyasha took the recorder and smashed it into the ground. He stamped a foot onto and pivoted it slightly. Kikyo was beginning to be taken away while crowds came to the sound of the commotion. A hand twitched, blood covering it.

"Inuyasha! Inuyasha!" Kikyo's voice called out quietly.

"Kikyo!" Inuyasha rushed to Kikyo's side. The men beginning to carry her away, paused.

"Inuyasha, when I live again you will be dead. Mark my words, I will kill you with my own bare hands! I will avenge my own dea…" Her voice trailed off as the effort to breathe increased. It was a miracle she could even say all those words, say all those words that would haunt Inuyasha forever.

Inuyasha stood in shock at what he heard. Had she only heard the recording and none of the sounds of my merciless beatings? Why did she say such words that scarred his mind and ached his heart? Why did she have to die? Why? WHY? The murmurs of a forming crowd began to snap him out of his confusion and sorrow. Just a few minutes after the painful words, her heart stopped working from the lack of blood. A bullet had pieced a vital organ, which caused her to bleed.

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Anyone nearby could hear the anguished cry coming from the half-demon. It was midnight and he was in his room. He sat in a fetal position in corner by his bed. All that night he tried his best to remember anything about that girl, Kagome. Only painful memories of Kikyo rose up.

A fist slammed down onto the dark blue carpeted room. Sesshomaru was still away on his trip to see his friend in Australia while his parents were out at another party. No one heard the tortured cries except for the few servants who lived and worked there. They were used to it though. Every time his family was gone, he would try to remember, try to remember the past that had escaped him.

No one knew this except for Sesshomaru, but he had found out about the memories that were erased from him. Inuyasha overheard a conversation between his parents when trying to steal the cookies at midnight. He was barely eight and starving. Their voices drifted towards his sensitive ears as he returned with his cookies.

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"Shouldn't we tell him?" The feminine voice came from his mother.

"Tell him who? What?" The other was his father's.

"Inuyasha. About his memories being erased."

"No, it'll cause problems."

"He has the right to know." She protested.

"I'll decide what's best for my son." He said rather sternly.

"He's our son now. I may not be his real mother, but I care for him. He's had a rough childhood."

Inuyasha dashed upstairs in silence. He was surprised, shocked. His mother had always been there. Who else could have been his mother? There was only one woman he knew as 'Mom' and there was no one else. What were they talking about?

"I see you finally found out." Sesshomaru's voice was soft and mischievous. He snatched one of the chocolate chip cookies from the plate as he came out of the bathroom.

"What were they talking about?" Inuyasha asked.

"You're my stepbrother. Your mom died when you were five and you came to live with us. Get it through your thick skull, hanyou." Each word was like a stab. Sesshomaru's cruel words effected him deeply. Sesshomaru walked past while shoving Inuyasha's head into the wall.

"Ow…" Inuyasha rubbed the place where his head met the wall. Quickly he went into his room to think. "If she's not my mom, then who is?" He mumbled quietly to himself while nibbling a cookie. "I wonder…was this how I was like before. Nah, Sesshomaru's lying again." He quickly denied it while taking a big chunk of the cookie.

From then on Inuyasha never truly learned the identity of himself. The erasing of the memories was powerful and had probably permanent. There was no more room for the old memories anyway. His memories were crowded with fake ones, imposters.

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It began to rain. Water leaked through the various holes in their new home. It wasn't the greatest place to stay in, but Mrs. Higurashi hadn't received any money for a while. They had to move in order to live somewhere and be close to the new workplace she worked at.

Pots, pans, and dishes were placed randomly in order to collect the water. Souta and Kagome unfortunately were supposed to stay at the very top. It was good thing that none of their items were up there since tonight's storm was an especially fierce one. Everyone slept on the ground level on mats or sleeping bags, everyone except Kagome.

Kagome had returned home when she had ran out of tears to shed. By that time it was dark and the moving people were gone. It took her an extra half-hour to find her new home in the maze of streets. No one talked to her since she was obviously in one of her horrible moods.

A solution had finally formed over the time spent crying and thinking. She would forget. She would forget everything she remembered about Inuyasha and think of him as a stranger. He no longer mattered. If he forgot then she forgot. A perfect little deal.

For a while she tried to forget about the half-demon, but he kept on popping up. Finally she declared that right at midnight, she would never think about him again. Currently it was fifteen minutes 'til twelve. For now Kagome cherished the childhood memories before they were to be forced away. Inuyasha, he no longer mattered.

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Inuyasha began to fall into a light sleep when an idea formed in his mind. The one known as Kagome could help him with his dilemma. If she knew who he was, then she was probably right. If he got her to tell him about his real childhood then maybe he would remember everything else. It would be like a trigger to his memories.

Hopefully she would forgive him for his impolite way of talking. He knew that she was harmed by his words, but hey! How could the girl go on in her current state of mind? She was acting like a child who had found the toy it had loved and lost.

Tomorrow he would find her and remember. Tomorrow he would remember everything, everything that was lost to him. Tomorrow.

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The morning light warmed her tired body. It was barely dawn, but her window was positioned so it would catch the first rays of the day. She had slept by that window instead of the mats placed on the ground. Most of her body was soaked and she felt a fever coming. Despite that, she felt relieved. Her heart no longer felt so heavy anymore, but now it felt too light as if part of it was gone.

Kagome ignored that fact as she looked down at her watch. Only half an hour before school started. She was going to be late on her first day! Quickly to she got up and ran to the bathroom to clean up. There would be no time to get breakfast.

After brushing her hair, washing her face, and cleaning her teeth, Kagome changed into her new school uniform (which she had gotten during the time she moved into the new and had left for the park.) With her yellow bag on her back and fully prepared for school, Kagome jumped onto her bike and went off. A letter was grasped in her hand to tell the directions that would guide her to her new school and a schedule of her classes.

A loud click indicated that the lock had well locked. With confidence that her bike wouldn't be stolen, Kagome made her way to the school. It was hectic though. Swarms of people rushing by while talking lively to each other. Lockers slamming, people shouting, doors shutting, everything was a loud mix of noise.

The bell rung loud and clear. Humans and demons alike began to rush to their classes while some defiantly stayed behind. Some of those defiant were Inuyasha and Miroku. Miroku slyly flirted with several girls while another girl stood nearby with an annoyed expression.

It was horrible timing for Kagome to stumble in and search for her new locker. What was even worse was the fact that the little group was right next to her red locker. With a sigh she began to walk towards it with confidence, hoping that Inuyasha or Miroku wouldn't notice her. The locker door opened up and she began to pile her things in there before being noticed.

"Hey, aren't you that girl from the other day?" Miroku asked after saying something amusing to the two girls. The girls giggled while the one off to the side sighed while shaking her head.

"What if I am?" Kagome said while gently placing the books inside.

"Going to start acting all lovesick again?" Inuyasha sneered.

"Excuse me, do I know you?" Kagome slammed her locker loudly while clutching the books in her arms. She could feel emotions building up, but couldn't identify what they were. Was it anger? Was it sadness? "Now if you'll let me, I have a class to go to. I have better things to do then hang around with a pervert and a mutt."

Miroku sighed while shaking his head. "You just had to yell at her didn't you? You ruined all my chances with that one, my friend." Miroku turned back to the girls and all of them began to leave in the small group. Inuyasha stood there, confused.

Inuyasha began to get desperate. He knew that she was the key to his past. Now she had claimed she didn't even know who he was. How would he ever be able to remember? How would he be able to relive the long forgotten memories? How could he?

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The last bell rang and Kagome began to gather her items to leave. The first day was embarrassing with the usual 'This is your new classmate, Kagome. Kagome, why don't you tell us about yourself' stuff. At least she had made several new friends. One went by the name Hojo. He was quite popular and very nice. Maybe her first impression of this place was a little drastic.

The pen dropped as she accidentally brushed it aside. She bent down to pick it up, but instead someone else did. The hand belonged to Inuyasha who stood right next to her. Kagome bit her lip and grabbed the pen away and placed it on her stack of books.

"I need your help." Inuyasha said.

"No." Kagome refused while looking around the classroom. Empty. Of course he wouldn't talk to the 'new girl' in front of his friends in case she spoiled his reputation.

"Just a little favor?"

"I have better things to do." Kagome walked out of the classroom and into the hallway where some people still lingered.

Inuyasha began to feel desperate. He needed to know. He needed to remember. He needed to regain the past that only she, Kagome, could bring back. She was his key, his key to the past. His key to remembering. His key to unlocking the door to his long forgotten memories.

"Inuyasha, don't try asking again. Just like you forgot me, I forgot you. Well goodbye." Kagome grabbed her bag and left the hallway. The few people remaining gawked at Inuyasha who gave a frustrated sound.

Who am I?

End.

AN: So did you like? R&R and I might put aside my other projects to update this one. ^______^