Gale force winds blew outside of the small café, where many couples sat huddled together over steamy drinks. The owner hurried through tables and booths, taking orders and refiling drinks. Her heels clicked steadinly as she worked, making an erie beat for the quiet conversations.
A crash resounded through the small restraunt as a raven haired girl quickly stood, tears dripping down her face, and ran out the door into the pooring rain. The man she had been sitting with sighlently shrugged at the onlookers and took out his wallet to pay the bill.
Out in the rain, half blinded by tears of hurt and disbelief, Kagome ran on. She did not know how long she had been running for when she slipped on a puddle of mud, and hit her head, going unconcious. Her last thought was of him and how they could have done this to her.
Walking through the rain, with a certain person on his mind, Inuyasha did not realise where he was going until he looked up at the sound of leaves ruseling in the wind. He had never understood why he was so drawn to this tree. Ever since he was young and when his father was still alive, Inuyasha could always be found here when something was wrong, or he needed to have time to think. Golden orbs slowly roamed over the texture of the bark, the shinning water dripping from the leaves that never seemed to fall.
Turning to leave, Inuyasha's eye caught sight of something the color of onyx spread over one of the many large roots. Walking over to the tree once again to see what it could possibly be, he stiffled a gasp.
"Kikyo...?" He whispered.
But no, this was not his Kikyo. Her hair was shorter and more wavy than Kikyo's had been. Reaching out a hand, he felt nothing but cold under his fingers. Quickly he gathered the girl to him, ignoring how perfectly she felt in his arms, and practicly flew home. Home to his house in the haunted forest.
Entering the small cottage as if all hell was behind him, Inuyasha layed the girl on his bed. She was still cold and her breathing was labored. She must have been out in the rain for a good hour before he had happened onto her. Grabbing as many blankets as he could find, The hanyou pilled them onto her. He grabbed a chair and sat down to wait. That's all there was left to do. Wait.
Strange dreams wandered through Kagome's subconcious. Dreams of warmth and of running on the wind, being with a strange pressence that made her long for it's identity.
Sorry for this being such a short chapter, but my friend just called and is having problems with her boyfriend. I'll try and post later today with more. Please rate my story. It was just kind of a whim that I started in my english class.