Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I do not own the Inuyasha characters, manga, anime, movies, etc. They belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
Our life; Our destiny.
Ch. 1
"Ms. Higurashi?" I heard my name being called.
I looked up at my professor "Yes?" I replied. I was blushing at all the classmates looking my way, and I could feel the pressure of all the stares coming my way, and I became uncomfortable and felt my fingers twitch beneath the table.
"Could you please answer the question?" he says in a sighing tone.
I scratched my ear and answered it as best as I could, still behind on my studies. I put my head down, lightly groaning once he said that was incorrect. I knew he purposely left me alone after that. Darn it, Trig is hard!
Once out of class, I stuck my nose in my books during each and every class following that. Barely noticing me, the teachers left me be because I was one of the few who were so 'eager to learn, I guess. By the time the day was over I had gotten pretty far in my schoolbooks, even though I still didn't get it. Oh well, if they asked the question word for word, I could probably get it right.
"I need to get my act together, I have no more excuses. The well has closed and I have nothing holding back my school work."I groaned in my head. Then I felt the realization that comes once I say it.
The well has closed.
I've never fully established that it has closed, for good.
My family and I have always tip-toed around the subject of the well closing. Everyone I love 500 years ago has gone from my reach. I look out the window as the thought crosses my mind. The sky is beautiful, bright and clearly lit by the beautiful sun. Not a cloud in the sky…
I squeeze my eyes shut as I remember them, one by one. Sango, my sister in all the ways that mattered… Miroku, our lecherous-but-well-meaning-monk… Shippo, my babe in all ways but blood… Kirara, Sangos pet, full of insight that she can't voice, but you can see it in her eyes…
I couldn't bring myself to say the one name that's been burning in my head since after we defeated Naraku. Then the tears come forth, so close to breaking free of the thin membrane that binds them inside my scull. I stomp them back, and put on the cheery façade that I have been using thus far.
Yuka, Eri and Ayumi were waiting for me outside the school doors, their faces alight with a youth that has eluded me since I went five hundred years in the past.
"Hey Yuki, Eri, Ayumi! Do you want to grab a bite to eat?" I ask them, and then regret the words. I totally forgot I have to study if I hope to get the low (but passing!)D-. I decide that it can wait for a bit. It's been so long since I have hung out with my girls…
"Let's Go!" I said all excitedly trying to hide all my feelings deep inside, praying that they don't get the best of me. That kind of sounds like someone I kno- I mean I knew.
I heard Yuka whisper to the other girls behind me as we walked to our favorite place to eat.
"It's obvious that she's in pain." She whispers. "We all know it's the fact that her incredibly jealous, over-protective boyfriend of hers. I mean ex-boyfriend." I heard which I believe was Eri. I sighed and turned back.
"Hey, you guys, I think I'm just going to go home." I didn't wait for the girls to say something; I simply turned and started the trek home, willing the tears to stay inside my head.
As I walked up the stone stairs I felt a light breeze. For some reason I automatically looked at the sacred tree, as if it stirred up the wind itself. That's hilarious Kagome, what's next, you going to swear you saw Inuyasha in your hot pink Pj's? I scoffed at myself and went to sit under it.
My fingers absently met the marred wood. And the name slipped from between my lips.
"Inuyasha." The torrent of tears flooded my face before I had the time to stop them.
"Hey, does anyone know where Inuyahsa is?." Shippou said to the group of ex-shard hunters.
"Never mind. I guess I forgot for a minute…"
Everyone looked at him and nodded. Then turned back to their chores, feeling like crap.
Kirara came and jumped in Shippo's lap. He petted her soft white fur and touched her tails. "He's taking it pretty hard, even after it's has been three years… He just hasn't let her go. I don't think he can…" He said with a sigh. Kirara meowed in agreement as her eyes slid to the well. Her ears folded back and she curled up in Shippo's lap.
The group went into Kaede-baba's hut. Miroku and Sango sat in a corner, talking to each other.
"Sango?" Miroku said as he held Sango.
"If this is something perverted, let me just say I'm not in the mood." She said while meaning every word.
"My dear Sango it's nothing of the sort." He said while stealthily moving his hand away from her backside, smiling like an idiot.
"But, would you please walk with me?" he asked, his tone serious. Sango agreed but only after Miroku promised to keep his hands to himself. Rising, Sango stopped at the doorway.
"Kirara I'll be back. Shippo, no pranks." She heard a confident meow and she walked out of the hut.
"Where are we going?" she asked. Slowing her pace to match is.
"Not too far, my love." Miroku said, looking straight ahead. Sango looked down with a blush. They came to a stop at a stream.
"Sango… It's Inuyahsa, we gotta do something..."
Sango looked out into the gleaming stream, then up at the bright moon.
"We really shouldn't get involved. You know how much he hates when we pry into his business." She says even though she couldn't fully accept that either. Even if there was nothing she could do she still couldn't stand aside and watch as Inuyasha killed himself.
Miroku looked upon Sango, and she looked back.
"But he's our friend and he's beating himself up. Bad. We all know he loves her… Even if he just thinks of her as a 'detector' or just a friend… But we know that it's more than that, way more than he would ever tell us."
His eyes bored into her as he said this. Her tears started to well up and spill over. Embarrassedly she turned her head and began to wipe the tears from her cheeks.
"Sango..." He trailed off.
She held her hand up as she stepped away from him, hoping that her hand would deflect any ideas of him touching her.
"Miroku… Why do you need to help him so badly?" she said, finally forcing her eyes to meet his."
"Sango why do you feel for your brother? Is it the same? Is Inuyahsa like our family?" Sango nodded her head the affirmative.
"Then there should be no why or why not! We must help him, for he and Lady Kagome helped us find our own salvation." He said with all the confidence he could conjure up.
Sango, impressed by his words gave him a hug, which he eagerly received no questions asked. She thought about kissing him, since the moment was so romantic… But her head cleared and she remembered whose arms she was in… she pulled away from the hug then, slap.
Sango's face was scorched with anger and her hand was balled in a fist. She waved it in his face.
You lecherous monk! You swore to keep that hand to yourself!" Sango stormed away from him, all the way back to the village, muttering about a perverted monk. Her face burned red. His hand had landed on her backside! Even though he was a perverted, lecherous monk, she still loved him as he did her.
Miroku was running behind her, yelling "It's possessed, Sango! I didn't mean to!" He wasn't very believable because of the big grin plastered to his face. The big red hand print stole the merit, too.
A/N – Okay new and (Greatly) Improved. All thanks goes to my amazing beta Chante-chan. If you like what she did to this then go ask her to beta your story, but don't forget… She was mine first! Got that? Okay then can't wait for the next one…
