Through All Imperfectness
Okay, so I don't really know what pairing this should go under. It is kind of just a random, general, idea that I wanted to play with. No names are used, so feel free to let your imagination run wild!
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha!
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When he held her, there bodies didn't mold together perfectly like everyone else said that they did.
When he kissed her, their lips did not fit perfectly together; it was not a dreamy, amazing kiss. It was sloppy and wet.
When she got angry with him, and he apologized with an "I love you, " she wouldn't reply with an, "it's okay; I forgive you, and I love you, too," but an, "I know. Shut up."
When he tried to hold her hand, she noticed that his hand was about a size to large for her small one to fit in.
When she cried, his shoulder was always there to cry on, but she never used it; she preferred his chest.
When it rained and she got soaked, and ended up at his front door shivering and needing some warm clothes, the first thing he did was not get her a towel and one of his shirts that was too large on her, but instead, he would lean against the door frame with a smug smirk and a look that told her that he found this amusing.
When he got sick, she didn't send him 'care packs' or show up at his house to take care of him; she knew that he could take care of himself just fine. If he honestly needed her, he would call.
When he had proposed to her, he had not expected her to say 'yes,' in fact, he had wanted her to say 'no.' And she did. It was her way of letting him know that she did want to marry him; and they did get married.
When they had their first child, he was overjoyed. When they went to name her, they could not agree, and their daughter ended up having two-first names, two middle names, and one last name.
When she passed on, he only grieved for one day. She had told him to never cry over her, so he didn't. After all, he knew that they would see each other again after he had passed on himself.
Their love had never been perfect. It had never been normal. They did not do what people who were in love did. To any random bystander, it would seem as if they were only friends, verging on enemies, if said bystander caught them during an argument. But to them, it was how it was meant to be, absolutely imperfect; real. The pieces of the puzzle hardly ever fit perfectly together, anyway, so why did they have to?
In all honestly, they didn't.
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This piece of randomness honestly doesn't fit any pairing, really. You could think of it as any pairing that you want to, I don't really mind. In fact, it would be nice if you gave me your opinion on what pairing you think it should be. It would be interesting to see what everyone thinks!
Please review!
--Ponystripes