I do not own Inuyasha or its characters. I am rating this M though this chapter doesn't need it. But just in case I add more later on, I'm posting it this way as we all know where my mind tends to wonder...lol..I don't know if I'll add to it or not, but I might if inspiration hits...
I Remember...
I can't sleep, so I sit quiet watching the dying embers of the fire. It's amazing that such a beautiful thing can be so destructive.
My eyes drift to the person sleeping beside me, and I find that he is so much like the fire- so warm and comforting, yet fully capable of becoming as destructive as the flames I've been watching.
But I know him better than anyone. He is far from the heathen he grew up thinking himself to be.
He is my protector, my guardian, my best friend.
I remember the first time we touched: the way it felt when his arms wrapped around me, the way his embrace tightened. I can still hear the words that whispered past my ear when he told me how much he needed me with him, and how stupid I was not to see it. I felt so warm, so safe. I felt needed, wanted, and I felt cherished.
It's when I'm alone that I dream of him. I dream of our first kiss- the way he tasted beneath my lips, and I still revel in the memory of him returning that kiss. I can still taste him, still smell his earthy scent.
Sometimes I swear I can feel the warmth of his skin at my fingertips, and the roughness of his clothing clutched in my hands- even when he isn't near me.
But memories are nothing compared to the actual feel of his body next to mine. It is the way he touches me, the way he holds me, and the way he kisses me that has me coming back time and again. It's the way he loves me.
I don't know when I became so desperate for that love. I can not recall the moment when my heart fell so hard and fast. But lying within his embrace tonight, touching him as I have always dreamt of doing; these are things I have no words to describe, because it is simply indescribable.
I reach to touch his sleeping face, his skin velvet soft beneath my exploring hand. I can feel the tingle of his hair tickling the sensitive underside of my wrist, and I allow a smile to touch my face. He has always been my rock, my sole need in this vast world. There are so many things that I am great-full for, but he- as he has been for years - is at the top of my list.
I would give my dying breath to make him happy. I will stay at his side until the life leaves my body, and my soul is set free. Even then I shall not leave him; he will always be the other half of my soul.
A content growl rumbles within his chest, and I finally feel the beginning of sleep take its hold. I can't help but curl into the warmth of his chest, my eyes closing of their own volition.
In the distance I can make out the sounds of the forest : the wind rustling through the trees, the leaves shaking soothingly beneath its caress. I can hear the crickets sing in the night, and the howl of some distant animal on the breeze.
I smile one last time when his arm pulls me closer, and I allow sleep to settle in- his heart beat sure and steady beneath my ear.
I am where I belong. I am where I'm needed, and where I'm loved, safe in the arms of the half demon who will hold my heart forever.
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Hi guys! I'm back...finally. I am sorry it took so long, but I promise I am working on Birth Rite. I have the next chapter written, but I still need to edit it. I will post it soon, I promise.
I also have a potential chapter for Silhouette, though it too still needs edited. I have had it on my computer for a few weeks now debating on whether or not to post it as I don't want to add a bad chapter to a story that has surprised me in how many of you liked it.
This new story was kinda different. I wanted to try something new; a first person narrative type of thing. I know it's short. I do hope you all like it though. Let me know?
This is dedicated to the man in my life- some one who influenced this story simply by loving me.
I'll post again soon. I do hope you all will still be there.
Until next time...
Neisha