The gift of immortality is best described as a double edged blade; the world continuously changes, yet you yourself never do. Walking though each age as if being in a museum. I don't regret having the opportunity that many humans might kill for. Such a thing however, should not be taken lightly.
Higurashi always seemed different. For a girl who once lived the life of a battling priestess, I guess it shouldn't have been a surprise, but now that she had the stable life once desired, she consistently had her mind in a different place. Out the window and back into the feudal area I mused while stealthily catching her gaze. Was it really that long ago that we had met, perhaps half a millennia ago. It was hard to judge if and when she would catch on to who I am. Not that it mattered, she isn't the one who can put my soul to rest. A common phrase uttered was that when finding a mate, there are many fish in the sea.
Over the years, I had come to the conclusion, through observation, that someone can live happily with a number of compatible people. It didn't have to be… true love… (sparkle sparkle), if there was such a thing. Two people with a longing to make the other happy was all it seemed to take for…. love… to take flight. The gears were grinding in my head.
As time passed, I could feel myself becoming more and more out of touch with relationships. Seeing others falling head over heals for the person of their dreams was great and all, but hey… no sparks flying over here, I thought as my forehead massaged the desk I sat in. Was it my way with women or my sarcasm. This profound sense of destiny had me by the balls, but I didn't want that to be the only thing leading me towards my end goal. If I stayed uninvolved in finding my true mate, my greatest hell would be realized. But enough of doom and gloom, I just need to keep my eye's open for that… special someone… People are looking at me again. Was that long hearted sigh audible?
Besides the boredom of school, Kagome seemed to be the only interesting thing in this picture. If it weren't for what I had come to learn about her, she would just be another pretty girl in class. Not that I take women for granted of course, but I did know the truth about her, a partial truth at least. The only question was who should confront who first? I know I didn't make a huge impact way back, but sooner or later she might come to the realization that her and I were once acquainted. Meir months for her in what had been centuries para mi… it was a frigin massive coinkeydink that we would be in the same high school.
Simple plans are the best ones, just fit in for three years and disappear for awhile. Rinse and repeat maybe fifty years down the road. This go-round was different however. I knew that Kagome lived happily with InuYasha and raised a family in the Feudal Era, so why was she here for so long. It must have been six months that I had seen her in class without a hitch. Certain things I knew about her, but my curiosity was getting to be too much. I'll confront her today.
The bell rang. "Everyone remember to complete the assignment on the board", the teachers high pitch voice called out over the sound of books and chairs shuffling around. Lunch hour gave me a chance to confront her privately without having to ask her out on a date. Seemed simple enough, I thought, approaching the young girl. She was a fair bit older than what I remembered, but her hair was still as jet black as before. The predominantly blue uniform was a good match for her appearance. "Higurashi-san," she looked over at me, "how's your day going so far?"
Her face was puzzled, it seemed there was a less than average chance that she remembered. "Hello, Matsuo- san. I'm just trying to keep up with work; is there something I can help you with?" Kagome was a kind as I remembered her, but her face was dimly lit. I figured I could make a couple well placed assumptions about why.
"I was wondering if we could talk over lunch? It looks like you have a lot more on your mind than school." Should I be tactful or just go for the kill, I wondered. It doesn't matter if we reconnect, but it would be nice to spend some quality time with someone I knew would understand me. Kagome looked back up at me. I already knew the answer.
"Maybe another time Matsuo, I doubt I'd be very good company right now." Her response was saddening, and yet I knew that she needed space for whatever reason.
I looked back at her for reassurance, "alright then Higurashi-san, take care." I left passing my signature wave of two fingers off my right eyebrow, trying to remind her but not forcing things either. It would be nice, I remarked on my way out the door.