Okies. I do not own Inuyasha. Nor any other Anime references that may and may not pop up in this story… Including the Tokyo Magnitude 8.0 earthquake that I use as the main disaster in this story (Just the earthquake). Brief mentioning's of other characters from other Anime's are merely to have Person 'x' be filled. Not may will be used often unless I decide to make this story a true Crossover. (Most likely will.)
BTW: I'm making Souta 14 in this story...
Sorry the first chapter is really short. I want to see if it gets read at all…
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1:The Day Everything Changed
Tears stained Souta's cheeks as he sat, knees curled up to his chest, in the courtyard of the Higurashi Shrine. Leaves fell from the Goshiboku as the earth below quivered and shook in the aftershock. The Shrine, lay in ruin around him, the earthquake had taken it's heavy toll on the ancient buildings. The Stairs leading up to the shrine were broken and crumbling… The Torii snapped, The well house, one of the two buildings still standing, had not been spared, the well having caved in on itself. The other, the house had survived, with only the windows having been broke…
Leaves fell around Souta Higurashi as he mourned his family, his mother, his grandfather, his sister… The former two were killed in the quake, the later was to most likely never to return… How everything had changed on this day, at 3:46 p.m. life at he knew it was gone in the blink of an eye…
Earlier that day…
"Hurry up Souta, I want to get this shopping done before your game." His mother said as they went from store to store buying food.
"I'm coming…" He yawned. It was a little after ten in the morning.
"I told you not to stay up late talking to your friends."
"I know…." He smiled as she tsked at him. "Say why are we getting so much anyways?"
"We have company coming in a couple days. I want to make sure there's enough for everybody if Kagome comes back." his mother smiled sadly.
Sadness briefly stabbed his heart, at the reminder of his sister. She had been gone for a almost six years… each day it seemed almost hopeless to even hope that she might return…
"Come on Souta!"
"Hai!"
XxX
"I can't believe that we won!" one of his team mates said as they were walking home. "That Nakatsu guy is very tough to beat."
"Yeah but hey we won the game didn't we? Lets just hope that we won't have to play them in the finals again. That would suck."
"Indeed. Well I'll see you later Kaito, Kurin."
"See ya! They waved and went their separate ways. Souta continued on to the shrine and sighed as he reached the stone stairs. His grandfather was at the top of the stairs sweeping the petals from the Goshikbo from the steps.
"Oh Souta back from your game already?"
"Yeah. We won against Osaka High. We should make it to finals if we keep our winning streak."
"Congratulations." The old man smiled.
It was at this moment that all of the birds within the vicinity took flight in a mighty clatter of wings and cries. Grandpa Higurashi and Souta watched in wonder for that on moment before the earth violently shuddered beneath them.
Souta collapsed on the stairs and watched in horror as his grandfather tumbled down the stairs as the ground at the base cracked and rose up. The world seemed to thrash for an eternity before it finally stopped. And slience ensued…
Souta slowly peeled himself off of the steps to turn to look for his grandfather… The elder figurate lay in a broken heap at the very bottom of the steps, Blood pooled from a wound on his head…
"Grandpa!" Souta slid down the ruined steps to only find that his grandfather had broken his neck in his fall to the earth… "Gramps…" Souta whispered quietly as a chill came over him, as tears began to fall down his cheeks. He slowly and gently laid the old man out on his back before dashing back up the steps and into the house.
"Oka-san!" Souta yelled as he ran through the house searching for her. It was around this time that the first of the aftershocks hit, causing the last of the windows to shatter and break.
"Oka-San!" Souta yelled even louder as the tremor stopped. He exited the house and began to search the shrine. Most of the smaller shrines had survived the initial quake were still quivering….
The rest of it-sparing the well- had serious damage or was on the verge of collapsing. He stood in the doorways calling for her, with no result.
He went back to the stairs to stare out at the ruins that his neighborhood had now become..
"Sou-ta?" He spun to find his mother trapped under the Torii. As to how he had missed her being their he'd never know and would always regret it.
"Mom." his voice was cracking as he hurried over and slowly tried to move the Torii off of her with no success. The old wood was too heavy for just him to move alone..
He sat next to her apologizing and crying.
"Souta…" his mother reached up with her free hand and gently brushed away his tears. "Don't cry Souta…"
"Moma…"
"You have to be strong, Souta…"
"Mom Grandpa is-"
She put a finger to his lips. "Tell me about your game." she whispered, tears in her own eyes…
He talked and talked about his game until the sun began to set on the Higurashi shrine, and his mother, finally departed this world for the next one….
To Be Continued…
