Summary: Kagome thought she had forgotten. She though it was all in the past...but that couldn't be true. Because he was standing right in front of her, begging her to understand...and Kagome remembered everything. Because she loved him once...upon a time. KagOCInu. It will end Inu and Kag, don't worry. lol...i hope...lol.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha...

Sunshine

By: Princess Lali.

Part 1

She blinked past the sun's rays as they wove their way through the small hut.

She groaned and tried her best to push the light from her eyes, tightly closing her eyelids, as if trying to seep it out.

But with no avail she gave into the morning and with a lazy yawn she stretched her arms over her head and made moved her jaw a bit getting used to feeling once again, forming little cow munching noises, and like a speeding race car, she feel back and a small light feather like snore escaped her.

She was falling asleep again…back into dream land…so peaceful…so beautiful…so-

"Get up ya' lazy wench! We got lots of things to do today!"

She made a noise of protest and whined though her blanket.

The demander quickly yanked the comfortable blankets leaving her fresh to the hot morning air, and she quickly retracted by curling into a ball.

A word of…cute…passed his mind, but only for a second, quickly being replaced with annoyance.

"Get. UP!" His voice insistently roared, she always did this…was it his fault humans were so lazy? Was it his fault that the demon they fought for the jewel shard yesterday late all night?

Of course not!

So why did she always insist on trying to sleep in, when she knew perfectly well it never worked.

A muffled 'no' came from mouth, currently covered by her shielding arms.

"No! What do you mean 'No'! I let you sleep enough!" He stated as if he was her coordinator of how many hours she needed and how many she didn't.

A sigh was hardly heard from outside the hut as a groggy Shippo yawned, and an equally tired monk leaned on his staff.

The demon huntress was polishing her boomerang, her demon partner by her side, snoozing lightly, ears circling for any hint of danger. A cute little mew escaping her now and then.

"Why can't Inuyasha just give us a little more time to sleep?" Shippo whined, agreeing with Kagome's point at the moment.

Miroku shrugged, repressing another yawn, for he found it unnecessary to do so, but the question didn't go unanswered.

"He wants to hunt the jewel shards, they might after all, be farther away than before, and then become harder to receive."

Shippo groaned.

Silence.

Except for the occasional sniff, and the obvious shuffle of sandals, boots, shoes, feet, and paws hitting the dirt ground.

It was to the point of irritating.

No…that was wrong…it was irritating.

And the hanyou boy wasn't going to hear silence for the rest of the day any longer.

"It's you own fault for not getting up when I told you to!" He finally out bursted in outrage.

A glare was directed to him, and then the turn of a head and Kagome ignored him.

He gritted his teeth.

"So what? You ain't gonna talk to me!"

Sango, Miroku, and Shippo all seemed to sigh at the same time…why couldn't they both just drop it?

Kagome was tired.

And Inuyasha was being grouchy.

No new news there.

Inuyasha turned to point an accusing finger at the miko. "Every time you do that you end up sitting me! So stop it! Speak woman!"

She took shocking interest in the rice paddies to the right of her.

They had defeated the demon holding two shards, so to add to their collection, but that didn't take away her bad mood. He didn't have to scream in her ear.

Nor did he have to lift the futon from under her and cause her to roll away and hit her face with the dirt floor, ruining her favorite cat pajamas.

No…no he didn't.

Her ear drums, she was sure, had busted, and her pj's she was sure, would take forever to wash. Plus her face still hurt, from the sudden fall.

But did he care?

Noooooooo.

After not receiving and answer from the girl, he huffed and turned back forward. If she didn't want to talk fine. She just better not sit him.

He wasn't even sure why she was mad at him.

If taking the blanket away didn't work…wouldn't taking the futon be next?

It was tempting to slap her wit the blanket itself, shocking her up…but that would cause a sure sit, so he went for the futon.

He hadn't used that one before, and when she rolled to hit the ground face first, he made a mental note never to do it again. Reinforcing that note when she lifted her head to glare fiery daggers at him.

He almost felt sorry, and it reflected in his eyes, but pride always seemed to over rule him and he instead of apologizing like he should have, he keh'd and blamed her for being so damn lazy.

"Seriously, I could hear your snores from up in the trees. Jesus woman." He mockingly teased, but not in the nicest way in the world.

"…"

The other three shook their heads.

"Sit boy."

His eyes widened as his fears were confronted and his face hit dirt, his body following.

Shippo slapped his forehead with his small hand and shook his head from side to side.

"Baka…"

It was night time, and the clouds were graying out, filling with wet water.

Rain was sure to be coming.

His nose could sense it too. It brushed against his senses, and he requested to once again take the night and rest some place with a shelter. For them of course. Sure the rain sometimes slid into his ears, and it was hard to just flick them every two seconds, but he wasn't going to confide on a little hut to keep him shelter.

Trees were just fine.

So he jumped in one, and quietly waited for the first drops of rain to droop from the leaves above his branch.

That was when Kagome decided she needed to restock supplies. She would only be gone a few hours. Probably be back the next day. So it wouldn't matter all that much, for they weren't doing any shard hunting that night, non the less was Naraku there either.

But she was still angry with Inuyasha…

"I'm going home."

With those three words his eyes snapped open from their half lidded state and he scowled down to her.

"No way." Was his response.

Maybe if she asked nicer…but she didn't have to demand. He was the only one who could demand things around here.

Or at least he thought so.

But she ignored him, for it wasn't a question, it was a fact. And she made her way though the first drops of rain and walked to where Sango was.

The taijiya had already known it was going to be like this, but saw a fight coming on, and called Kirara.

"Sango-chan?" The girl questioned, showing some sign of niceness to the opposite girl.

"You need Kirara right?" She gave a shirt smile and they both looked over to see Kirara already transformed and ready to go.

Kagome nodded to Sango. "Thanks. I'll be back tomorrow. Do you need anything?"

Sango down cast her eyes and tilted her head in thought. The idea suddenly hitting her and she looked at Kagome with sudden happiness.

"We ran out of that magical hair ingredient that you always bring!"

Kagome smiled and nodded her head. "I'll bring some more." After that she hopped onto Kirara and made her way back to the well, yellow backpack placed to hang on a shoulder.

She ignored the slight whip of her hair on her cheeks, and the growing far away shout of 'Oi's' coming from the slightly confused hanyou. But supirsingly he didn't follow.

A part of Kagome yearned for him to come get her, force her to stay, indicating some sort of nameless feeling that he needed her with him.

But another part dared him to chase after her. It confused her so, and she didn't understand why.

Suddenly the image of a boy crossed her mind, and she almost gasped.

Shippo calls Inuyasha a two-timer….but he might as well be calling her one. Because although she doesn't see another boy like Inuyasha goes after Kikyou, she does in fact think of another…one that she hasn't seen in three years.

Maybe a short time, but enough time to set her mind in a missing mode and want to cry all over again.

She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't hear the low hiss of Kirara as she touched ground, allowing Kagome to get off.

Kagome smiled at the cat demon. She didn't have that bond that Sango had with her, but she could still the creature her deepest secrets.

She sometimes thought it put too much pressure on the poor cat.

Already holding so many secrets of her own to keep, never being to let them out, and having to hear more. But she never made a sign of protest.

So Kagome told her. Softly and in a way that made Kirara snuggle closer as if to make it go away.

Make that weird sad feeling to fall away.

"I met this boy, Kirara." She started. "A long time ago…and he left…but I still miss him.." She bit her lip as she petted the cat demon's mane. She sighed as she finally rested her head on her neck in a final movement. "Am I that pathetic?" She said barely above a whisper. Kirara mewed, a encouraging mew and forced Kagome to giggle softly.

She kissed the neko's forehead and uttered a small thank you before finally jumping into the well.

Kirara watched and waited until she was sure the blue glow coming out of the strange well and not feeling much like flying, she walked into the cold, wet night. A few sprinkles of rain already doting her thick fur.

She stopped when she came to a familiar figure a few feet away, running at a hurried pace.

The figure stopped when he reached the cat.

A softer, sad glance caught her red eyes as he came a realization.

"So she left, eh?" He then scowled and looked to other side. Kirara blinked.

He sighed and looked back at the cat. "I didn't mean to make her mad…I mean…she's so damn…" He let out an angry noise through his nose, not finishing his sentence.

Kirara mewed in understanding.

He pathetically sighed and slumped his shoulders, the rain picking up pace. "Come on, Sango's waiting for you." He turned.

Kirara has lived for hundred years, and in those years, she's kept millions of secrets. Secrets she's never been able to let out, nor will she ever.

And she's always been known to be understanding. Why? Never would she know. For she could not speak their language. She could not answer with an understanding word of advice. She just tried her best to make her mew sound friendly. And they all smiled. As id she just made their day. Humans were so confusing. They spill their feelings to you even when they know you can't answer, and feel comfort when you get closer to them and mew.

But she'd been doing it long enough to it's just the way they worked.

And she grew to love it, in a way.

"You think she hates me?" A soft voice came from in front of her and she blinked in confusion, silently asking him to go on.

He scoffed, of course she doesn't hate him…he's just thinking stupid things again.

This happened regularly, she'd be back through the well, and flash that smile of hers again. He would 'keh' and she would roll her eyes with a giggle. Shippo would stop nagging him about her. Sango would have her girl talks again, and Miroku would tempt himself not to touch her. By the end of day, already holding his signature red mark on his cheek.

Better then my claws, Inuyasha thought. If it'd be he who would grant the monk his punishment, he'd use his claws and all.

He became warrant that Kirara was now walking side to him. Swishing both her tails in an encouraging way.

"I don't deserve her you know. I shouldn't even have feelings for her. She does so much, and I know I would never stand it if she went running to some other guy. Heck, I'd probably never speak to her again. But she…she stays…and says that she'll try to…" He trailed off. He didn't notice the cold trails of water falling into his ears, nor the sudden feeling of weight on his body since the rain pulled it down with it's water.

Kirara mewed.

"You…ya' think I'm in love with her or something?" He wondered out loud to himself, although knowing full well Kirara heard.

His ears drooped.

"I don't wanna be." He finally decided. "I don't want her to love me either…"

Kirara was now confused hissed a low confused mewl.

Inuyasha crossed his arms. "She'll just end up hurt…And I won't be able to help her. And I promised to protect her…I promised…just like I promised…" He stopped, and Kirara was glad he did.

The cat didn't have an exact like towards the old miko. She knew her before all knew her. Before Inuyasha, before Kaede.

After all Kirara was hundred years older. And Kikyou, although saved many lives, was never one solo person. Always wore a stone mask, and her life always had to revolve around something. If she more wit, Kirara was sure she could have been a normal woman. A normal girl. But Kikyou never risked it. She was a miko. And she stayed like that even up to her dieing day.

Kagome was different in that section. She wasn't afraid to laugh. Afraid to show who she really was. To have fun. Perhaps it was the way they grew up. After all…Kikyou ever since at a young age knew what she was bound to be…but Kagome only realized she was miko at 15.

No matter, Kagome would still be the way she was at 10 or 12.

So Inuyasha came, and she found her outlet. Kirara wasn't exactly there when it happened but the story had been on for 50 years.

And she met Kikyou when they gave the jewel. Kirara was ordered to keep an eye on her for a few weeks after. Make sure she was good for the jewel's protection.

Kirara came back soon after, and Naraku attacked a good measure later.

But that was in the past. Now Inuyasha was here, dealing with emotions that he never thought he'd have again. Non-the less with a miko of the future.

But it was true. And it was raining, Kirara finally took note of.

Inuyasha sighed.

Kirara sighed.

"Oi, cat…" He called.

She turned her head, half insulted, but she saw a small smile and let it pass.

"Thanks for the help." He genuinely said. No sarcasm.

Kirara mewed.

Both Hanyou's and Humans were so very confusing.

Kagome groaned as she made an effort to climb up the ladder to the entrance of the shrine.

The rain was just as bad as it was back there, and she chided herself for not bringing an umbrella or some sort of garment as to cover herself with.

She carried her yellow bag up with her, not as heavy as before, but full of cloths and empty plastic boxes.

'Carton next time…' She reminded. Her mother had packed all the food in plastic boxes, GLAD, and had asked to bring them all back. Not being able to pick up carton boxes from the grocery store.

Slowly she opened the two sliding doors, and was hit full force with the harsh rain wind, and felt her hair get pulled back.

She made an 'eep' sound although she expected it, and pulled the doors back shut.

She gave a relived sigh, and looked around the shrine anything to protect her from the cruel winds and water outside.

Searching seemed futile, and she gave up with a sad sigh and slump of the shoulders.

Jii-chan had everything, except something for the rain.

He had fake demon's parts, hands, legs, eyes, wooden katanas, and a whole box full of small replicas of the Shikon-no-Tama, but anything she was looking for?

No.

Kami. You'd think at least he'd have some foreign umbrella from way back then.

Kagome came face to face with fact that she was going to walk into the house soaking wet, with a drenched book bag and most likely a cold the next day.

Perfect. Just perfect. Her day was perfectly peach from the moment Inuyasha decided to wake her up.

She cautiously opened the doors and let some wind through before fully opening it and shielding herself with her arms and book bag to heavy hold over her head.

Her teeth almost chattered at the cold, but like a miracle it seemed to ease down, and so she was able to just walk through. Water petteling her head.

She was almost there. She inwardly sighed.

Nice hot coco…warm blankets…delicious dinner…erasing thoughts of a boy…

Her eyes snapped open…that boy.

'Sunshine'

His voice seeped through, and she felt like crying. Her heart wrenched and she bit the inside of her cheek to repress and sob.

'Sunshine, come on!'

The memories washed over her and she could hardly stand anymore.

She fisted her hand in her, let the bag on her shoulder to slide down.

'Why do you call me that?'

'Call you what?'

'Sunshine.'

'Cause…'

'Cause why?'

'Everyone calls you Kagome…I don't wanna call you what everyone else calls you. And wasn't Sunshine the first thing I called you when we met?'

The little girl nodded.

'So Sunshine you'll stay. Savy, Sunshine?'

She giggled.

That was such a long time ago. It was inexcusable that she remembering and feeling like crying now.

Completely pathetic.

She made a move to pick her bag up again, her ears registering in the sound of rain once again and started trudging back up to her home.

She should forget him.

He's never coming back.

He left, and she promised to move on.

So forgetting is the best thing.

Forget. Forgetting…Remember…Remembering…

She shook her head, some rain swishing off.

She was forgetting.

Forgetti-

"Sunshine."

Her heart stopped.

IMPORTANT:

ok there's 3 parts to this.

And although it may sound stupid now, i'm sure it's gets better.

I'm gonna post the third part now, or tomorrow. And the third part is the gran finale! lol. srry.

ok. um...the story is my first inuyasha fic, and 'im sure there r others angry at me for not continuing my otherstories, but they are in progress. It IS spring break after all..

Ok...The story came to me while having another of those past dreams where you imagine the charecter with a mysterious past. So...yea...this has to do with Kagome and a mysterious boy from a long time ago.

If you can reveiw it'd make my day. lol. already had it bad enough as it is.

So there was the FIRST part of SUNSHINE.

Love your one-n-only,

Princess Lali,

Of Spain and England.

P.S. Don't forget to reveiw and tell me what you think. I didn't get much time for editing so sorry...hehehe...bye!