Awaken
By Sunflowerobi
Prologue: The Ending of
One and The Beginning of
Another
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"INUYASHA!!" Kagome cried out as
Naraku's tentacles reached for Inuyasha.
Inuyasha jumped, but to no
avail: Naraku's faster.
Chikusho! Inuyasha cursed as Naraku's miasma
filled his nostril. He was only aware of the pain that shot through his entire
body as he fell, fell into the darkness below that's not to be awaken
again...
"INUYASHA!!" Tear stained Kagome's face as she called out to
Inuyasha, but received no reply of any kind.
N-no!! He can't be
d-dead!! NO!! OF COURSE he's NOT dead!! He's only unconscious!! Yeah!! That's
right...he's not dead... Even as she tried to believe the false, she can't
bring herself to since her instincts called out to her, telling her not to
believe the false. Al-alright-y!! I-I will a-avenge you, Inuyasha!!
Blue battle aura flamed around Kagome's body as angry tears
continued to flow down her cheeks.
"THIS, Naraku, will be
YOUR DEATH!!"
Energy shot out from Kagome's palms racing toward Naraku.
The evil
villain tried to move away from the energy ball's path, tried to run from his
death, but he can't. He was locked in the place, unable to move even a limb. His
eyes widened when the energy ball caught him, engulfing him. Not giving him a
chance to even scream in agony, the power purified Naraku, who has now ceased to
exist.
It was certainly a magnificent site. Everyone saw it agreed
so.
Tear streamed down Sango's face. Kohaku...chichiue...Both of you
and our village are finally avenged...
Miroku unwrapped the seal on his
hand. Air Rip is finally gone!! Chichiue...Ojii-sama...rest in peace, now...
The quest is finally
over!! Shippou thought happily, though
no such evidence was shown on his face.
... Kagome sat on the ground, head
down, staring at her palm-up hands.
The others, now finished with their
'moment of happiness', came over to Kagome, looking at her
sympathetically.
"Kagome..." Shippou's voice called out uncertainly,
breaking the ice.
Her shoulder started shaking as she tried to stand up
to no success. Sango immediately abandoned her hiraikotsu as she stepped forward
to help Kagome on her feet. When she was sure the other was alright, Sango let
go of Kagome, who wobbled dangerously, almost to the point of falling. Miroku
caught the semi-conscious girl before she can fall.
"Kagome-sama?!"
Miroku's voice was urgent, worried, and most of all -- alarmed.
"uh..un..."
Kagome's unfocused eyes were opened as her lips opened and closed to form unclear
words.
Miroku leaned in to listen what Kagome had to say.
"Yes?"
"...uh...don't feel well...s-so t-tired...want to rest...UH-"
Kagome heaved as bright red blood started to trickle down the corner of her mouth.
For a moment, no more movement was there from Kagome, but after a minute or two,
her head rolled to the side.
Tears stung the eyes of Shippou and Sango;
Miroku was speechless. The other two wept for the dead as Miroku silently prayed
for them.
"May you both live well in your next life." Miroku concluded.
Everyone stood up.
The priest look at the bodies of the dead. "Shall
we?"
Sango looked around also. "I suppose
so...KIRARA!"
Immediately, Kirara transformed into her huge demon form.
Together, Sango, Miroku, and Shippou (not that he's of much help) hauled the
corpse of Inuyasha and Kagome on to the back of Kirara.
"Well, let's head
back to Kaede-sama's village, Kirara." Sango announced.
In the orange
sunset, the little group set off toward their destination. A single leaf fell in
the slight wind, creating a sad, lonely scene. Is this the end? Is this the end
of them all?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
In modern Japan:
Somewhere
in Nerima, a stampede was on.
"Get back here and let me get a good
beating out of you, pervert!" A girl with short black hair shouted, chasing
after a red head pigtailed girl.
"It was an accident!! I didn't even want
to look at you, un-cute tomboy!!" The one being chased shouted back, still
fleeing for her life.
That did it!! The 'un-cute tomboy' thought as
she threw a mallet at the other. "Catch THIS, you perverted
dummy!"
Totally unaware of the mallet, the pigtailed girl stopped in her
track, only to be hit on the back of her head. She dropped on the street
anime-style, her fingers in the form of the famous gesture. [you know, all
fingers closed except the thumb, pinkie, and index finger.] "wha ya duh tha
fo...?" After that, she went into unconsciousness.
"Hmph!" The short-hair
girl known as Akane pivoted on her heels and walked back to wherever she came
from, which is Tendo Dojo.
By now, the sun had set, the dim street light
provided the only brightness around.
Suddenly afraid of the dimmed
street, Akane jogged back home quickly.
Took off her clothes the third
time that day, Akane slipped into the hot water. hmm...refreshing...
Immediately, her encounter with Ranma was forgotten.
"Hurry up, Akane!!
You're not the only one who needs to bath!!" Nabiki yelled outside the
door.
"Yeah!" Somewhere also outside the door, female-Ranma's voice
echoed.
"Shut UP!!" Completely pissed off, Akane countered.
After
a while, Akane decided that it wasn't so fun any more soaking in the bath, so
she slipped out and dried herself with a towel. Peeking out the sliding door,
she discovered that Nabiki and Ranma had left, thus she quickly got dressed.
When she went out the door, Akane found everyone in the house hold except Kasumi
was waiting impatiently.
"You know, you should hurry up now a days.
You're such a slowpoke." Nabiki said disdainfully.
"Uh-huh." Female Ranma
echoed yet again.
Why...why that little- Akane's face flushed bright
red, making the others wondering if she's embarrassed or angry. Yet, she won't
answer their silent question. Instead, she walked through them directly to the
kitchen. Kasumi is the only sane person other than me in this house hold.
Maybe I'll help her out.
"Oh, Akane-chan!! What are you doing here?"
Kasumi smiled at her youngest sister as she stirred a pot of soup on the
fire.
"um...Kasumi-chan? Do you mind me helping you?" Akane fidgeted around.
"Oh! Not at all, Akane-chan!! Not at all!!" Kasumi smiled again,
returning to her pot of soup.
"Ano...what would you like me to do?" Akane
asked again.
Kasumi-chan turned, putting her right index finger to her
lips, apparently deep in thought. "Hmm...let's see... oh, I know!! I was planning
to make mochi for dessert today. Would you like to make that?"
Akane
smiled, happy that she's of any use. "Of course, Kasumi-chan."
***Dinner
at Tendo house hold***
"Otou-san, minna-san. Akane-chan made the mochi
for dessert today. All of you should try it." Kasumi smiled and announced from
her seat.
Everyone blanched.
"um...very nice, Akane-chan..." Soun
Tendo, the head of the Tendo house hold, complimented as he sweated rather
nervously.
"Eat UP, minna-san!!" Akane happily chirped.
Uh...the
terror of revenge... Ranma thought, cringing slightly. "uh...um...I just
remember that U-chan invited me to dinner to night."
Soun's scary snake
form appeared, battle aura emitting from him. "Sure~ly~ you WILL~ eat Akane's
mochi~?"
"uh-uh-uh." Ranma scooted back as far as possible. "...i-it's
just not-not ni-nice i-if you eat be-before go-going t-to s-s-s-someone's
d-dinner, co-correct? ...eh-heheheheh..."
Soun reversed back to
his original form. "I suppose so." He had a thoughtful expression, but it soon
turned to a scary scowl. "But, you WILL eat Akane's mochi, understand?"
"Um-um-um..."
"Oh, cut it out!! I'll just eat it
myself!!" Having gotten impatient, Akane took the tray that contained the mochi that
she had made herself, and left the room feeling sorry for herself. Just eat
it won't kill him!! That insensitive jerk!!! She thought
unhappily.
"You~little~-" She heard his father threatening Ranma
again.
*sigh* Something just don't change...
Having arrived in
front of her bedroom door, Akane twist the handle and went inside. She turned on
the light and sat on the bed. Tear threatened to spill, Akane put the tray of
mochi on her nightstand. She wiped her eyes -- hard.
I will NOT cry. I
refuse to cry over that insensitive jerk.
Taking off her clothes, she put on
her PJ's and turned off the light. Fatigue taking over her, she slept a -- dare I
say? -- wonderful night despite all the unpleasant things that
day.
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END OF PROLOGUE: THE ENDING OF ONE AND THE BEGINNING OF ANOTHER
