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Her brown eyes sparkled with tears as she caught up with her love that was trying to leave in his old run down truck. She didn't care what he parents had told her, she knew in her heart that this was the right thing. She was supposed to be with him and that's all that mattered is that she loved him deeply and always would.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," she cried running into her love's arms.

He gently wiped the tears from her eyes and tried to give her a reassuring smile. "Shh," he cooed. "I'm going to go."

She stopped to look up at his amber eyes, "What do you gotta go for?"

He wouldn't meet her eyes and tried his hardest to keep his face emotionless when he spoke. "I just have to think about some things."

Her heart pounded at his words and actions hoping that this wasn't happening. "What do you gotta think about?"

"About what? You're going away!" he voice betrayed his emotions. "You're going away to school and I'm so happy for you. But I'm not going to be able to do things like that. I'm not going to have nice things. It's just not in the cards for me."

"I don't have to go to school," she pleaded.

"Yes you do!" he snapped.

"Well you could go with me," she begged.

"To America? What am I going to do in America?"

"I don't know…be with me?

He sighed at the desperateness in her pleading eyes and scratched behind the white dog ears on his head. "We don't gotta think about this today. We could just see how the rest of the summer goes."

She opened her mouth in disbelief and did her best to hold her tears and keep control. Her voice was small and was barely above a whisper, "Are you breaking up with me?" She couldn't look into his eyes that had turned cold.

"I don't see how it's gonna work," he said coldly and moved to get into his truck.

"You don't mean it," she said shakily trying to get him to take it back. "Well hell if you're going to do it why wait til the end of the summer, huh? Why don't you just do it now!" she screamed and shoved him into his truck, making the door slam. "Come on just do it!" she shoved him again.

He kept an emotionless look on his face and turned to her. He walked up and attempted to pull her into an embrace. "Come here," he whispered.

She pushed off of him, "Don't you touch me!" She smacked his face, once, twice then stopped when he started to slap his own face. "Stop! Ugh!" Then her eyes narrowed in a death glare as rage continued to boil up inside her. "You know what? I'm going to do it. It's over!" She shoved him back against his truck. "It's over! So why don't you just leave," she cried.

He pulled the rickety door open in the midst of her rant and she kicked it shut. "Leave!" she kicked his truck again, but when he started the truck her heart stopped. "Wait, we're not really breaking up are we? This is just a fight were having and tomorrow it will be like it never happened right?" But he pulled out of her driveway without a word and sped off into the darkness of the early morning. He left her on her lawn, staring after him with her tear stained face as his taillight disappeared into the night.

Her eyes snapped open as she was thrown out of her sleeping state, breathing heavily. This was the third time this week that she had this same nightmare. The nightmare about the day he left her. Yes it had been she who technically said it was over, but she was sure he would come back to her. How was she supposed to know that she would be leaving the very next day? She didn't even get to say goodbye or that she still loved him, but he could have at least written to her. The same could be said for her. Her thoughts went to the box that she kept hidden; it was full of unsent letters that she couldn't bring herself to send.

"Baby, what's wrong?" asked the groggy black-haired man lying next to her.

"Nothing honey, it's just a nightmare is all," she replied with a fake smile.

He sat up, "Another one? Are you sure there isn't anything wrong? You've been having a lot of nightmares lately," he concerned while lightly caressing her face.

"I'm sure sweetie. It's probably just jitters because of the wedding."

"Do you want to tell me what it was about?"

She thought about this and knew she should tell him, but didn't want to alarm him so she coolly told a lie. "No, I've forgotten what it was about already."

"Okay honey; just tell me if there is anything wrong." He kissed her lightly on the cheek before rolling over and falling asleep almost instantly.

But she couldn't get to sleep. All she could think of was him. She lied awake for awhile thinking of him and wondering what he was up to. Ugh, why am I worrying about this? It was a long time ago and doesn't matter anymore. But she couldn't get him out of her mind. He probably doesn't even remember me anymore, she sighed as she drifted to sleep.


What do you guys think...I don't own Inuyasha or the Notebook, but I hope to do a good story anyway :D