Author's Note: This story came from my original story –In Search of Lost Wings- so the characters may act a bit…different because I've noticed that my original characters and the Inuyasha cast were practically opposites. But stubborn me still wanted to do a fanfic on Inuyasha base on my story, so I had to change the original story to kind of fit the Inuyasha cast. That's the yucky and the cool part about this story and my original story, because they both will turn out differently, yet still be tragic. Anyways…enjoy and if you'd like, review.
Flames are welcome.
Disclaimer: sadly, I do not own Inuyasha and I'm broke at the moment so don't sue me. But I do own the original version of my story –ha- I actually own something that won't be taken from me…or will it?
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…:Heartless Moments:…
:..Prologue:..
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Rain poured into the deep valleys below the mountains, giving life to those in need and taking from those too weak to withstand its harsh pressure. Shades of gray and black intertwined, creating clouds and severe lightning. Mist formed down from the storm clouds and winds quicken its speed. Lightning struck, revealing three shadowed figures, draped in black cloaks, approaching a sullen cave, each holding a black rose.
Hesitantly, one spoke, "are you sure you want to do this?"
The figure in the middle spoke sadly, "what to do is already done, I just came here to"--white rose petals flew around them--"to apologize."
"It wasn't your fault. You shouldn't let this be a burden to you," the other one cried out, "you weren't aware of your action!"
"That's not the point. It was still my action," she answered calmly.
The wind blew harder, casting off their dark hoods, revealing locks of raven, their eyes covered by the shadows of their bangs.
"We- you never would've expected him to do such a thing. You could blame yourself if you want to, but just know that you weren't the only one involved."
"There's something you both don't understand, but it's alright because…" "No matter how much I cared for you…" Her own words echoed as she looked to the side of the cave where an inscription wrote:
Inside sleeps a devil too proud to summit, too proud to give in.
Inuyasha
"…I always knew that nothing would ever change." Red eyes turned brown as she kissed him softly on his lips, her grip loosened from the sword attached to his stomach. His shocked expression softened a bit and he smiled lightly. She closed her eyes and tightened it, raised her hands to cover her ears, trying not remember his face or hear the words he had said, but they were embedded in her memory. His hand reached up and wiped one of her tears, "we shall always be the same, yet different as well. We feel the same shame, fight the same pain, play the same game."
She flinched, trying to forget the few images flashing in her mind. White rose petals and fallen feathers flew around them. Her sisters stared sadly at her, one pulled out the sword and placed her hand on his wound. "Inuyasha…you've let reason and purpose passed you by, hopes and dreams gone with a sigh, and what confronts left, in death they lie..."
"No."
"…your punishment for stealing the Shikon no Tama…"
"NO! Please don't…" she cried, covering her ears tighter.
"…is to be sealed away for eternity, souls of those you've assassinated, haunting your dreams for eternity; never once again will you be in peace."
Here sisters embraced her in their arms as she relived the memories of killing her beloved. A nightmare that will never be forgotten nor will she ever forgive herself to forget it either.
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"How is she?" the second princess of Ashita, asked the doctor.
"Despite her condition, she's as healthy as can be, but…" the doctor hesitated and handed her a box, "these are her daily medication, make sure she takes it once a day. Her trauma would happen once in a while, though I'm not sure how much or how long yet. These would cool her down after it, but the only problem is, we're not sure how long she'll sleep after taking them."
"I see," she looked toward her older sister, the one person who was always responsible, who always took care of everything that was thrown at her with ease, and who never rested until she's done with her duty, slept soundly in her bed, unaware of the burden that awaited her when she wakes. Her once healthy, glowing skin was now pale. Her long raven hair laid unmoved beside her instead of waving in the wind. She was dressed in a simple white kimono. Seeing her older sister wear that kimono, she wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, because her sister hated white.
"I don't like white because it pretends to be so pure, but it gets tainted so easily."
"Eventually," she snapped her attention back to the doctor, "she'll forget whatever it was that caused her to be the way she is, but there is a chance that she won't, depending on whether she wants to forget or not."
She sighed, "I guess, when you think about it, she always ends up with the hardest decision to make." She looked up at the doctor and smiled lightly, "thank you, I'm sorry if we were of much trouble to you."
The doctor bowed and left, shutting the door behind him. The youngest of the three sisters stepped in and walked over to her older sister. She placed one hand on her sister's warm, still hand. Softly, she said, "he will never know the heaviness of your sacrifice and he cannot remember what he did not understand."
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"Can you look at me and say you're alright? Can you say 'everything's fine' and laugh with simple joy? Can you tell me, without a doubt, that you're happy –truly happy? Can you…" Golden eyes opened. "…Kikyo?"
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Author's Note: I understand that the prologue is confusing, I might just fix it again later, but for now, it is as it is. Thanks for reading and please review.