45 Philosophies for Growing
This is a collection of drabbles based on lists of things I've found on Stumble Upon XD I just thought they'd make a good set of stories.
I do not own Inuyasha, just the minor plot lines in the story.
Life
Life isn't fair, but it's still good
Kagome sat next to the well, as she had been for 10 minutes now. Curled up tears flowing, knees to her chest, she lamented on the events of the day.
Kagome had everything prepared for lunch, food just warm enough to eat and everyone's favorite tea ready to be served. Calling to her friends, she mentally took a count; Sango, Miroku, Shippo, Rin, Sesshoumaru, Jaken… Kagome's smile faltered as she waited for the last of her group and her heart nearly shattered as she saw Kikyo's dreaded Soul Collectors float past her nearly taunting in their flight. Sango was enraged, Shippo growled while the rest of the group –save Sesshoumaru and his pack- looked nothing short of annoyed. Inuyasha was an idiot.
Knowing all too well of the pitiful eyes that would be turning her way, Kagome simply turned and as best as she could, she strode out of the small clearing heading towards the well, her friends calling after her willing her to stay. She heard none of that.
Sesshoumaru watched the events in slight displeasure, as he often felt when the Miko was irritated or upset. It offset her aura and her scent. He preferred her happy… for his nose's sake of course. Letting out an inaudible sigh, Sesshoumaru rose and took off in the direction that the young woman had gone. The rest of the group looked shocked, but said nothing. Who were they to question the Lord's intentions? And so he went.
Youkai pricked at the senses of the saddened miko, but she dared not to raise her head, she knew exactly who it was and she wasn't about to embarrass herself. Burring her face more into her arms, she waited for Sesshoumaru to take his leave.
Shaking his head at the childish ways of the woman in front of him, he took a seat on the well next to her. Sighing once again, he began to hum lightly. In a deep bass voice, he sung one little phrase nearly shocking the woman next to him.
Kagome kagome
Kago no naka no tori wa
Itsu itsu deyaru
Yoake no ban ni
Tsuru to kame ga subetta
Ushiro no shoumen dare
Kagome had looked up to Sesshoumaru in utter shock and admiration as he recited one of her most beloved childhood songs. As Sesshoumaru finished, he did not look down.
"Never let demons; neither personal inner ones nor the ones that roam this earth, cage you in, Little Bird. You have to hold your head up, keep graceful, move with purpose, and know that even when onii seek to ensnare you and do wrong against you, there are those who stand with you prepared to free you once again. For that you are lucky. One is not always given the best of fortune, but that does not define the quality of your life. You have friends and family that care for you deeply and for that, Little Bird, your life is good."
With that Sesshoumaru rose from his position on the well and extended his hand to the young woman on the ground beside him helping her to get her footing. Figuring he'd done enough, he took his leave, Kagome following beaming all the way back to camp. Perhaps Sesshoumaru had a point.