INU-YASHA A HEART NEVER FORGETS
PROLOGUE
A lonesome girl with jet black hair and white skin walked down a street while a big black cloud poured heavy drops of water in her back, making it her burden. Though the cloud was cold and uncaring it was her blanket. It hid her from peering eyes and unwanted friends. No one could see that her face was filled with tears and not rain drops. While she faced the wet stone floor she held her hand tight in her chest. In her safe fist, a black marble necklace, that matched her hair, swayed with the harsh wind. She touched one of two fangs in the necklace and stopped in her tracks.
A white ghost was slowly coming towards her. She didn't hesitate or run back. She stayed put in her place and let it come to her.
The ghost cleared and showed it was actually a white dog with the shape of a wolf. Or was it a wolf? It paced towards her. It stopped and stared at her with mocking eyes. A malevolent smile spread in its face as it stuck its tongue out and breathed heavily.
"What do you want?" She said with no sense of fear or happiness.
"You know…" The wolf told her. His voice was so cold and casual. It showed no sadness for her but his empty soul was happy. "Everything is going well and you helped me…" The wolf made and evil smile and walked on in the same direction leaving her alone with ruthlessness by her right side.
She sadly looked up at the clouds, her soaked hair sticking uncomfortably in her face. "Where are you? What happened? What have I done?" She asked at the one who was there a long time ago, the one who stayed by her right side, the one she had been ruthless to, in her last moments with him, the one who loved her…
Chapter one: Memories
A white man covered with wolf's skin looked out into a city full of gloomy lights. It had been raining for a week non-stop. He had made it that way to give the green life hope of over taking the squared buildings. The city looked so ugly and naked in the morning, and imitated the stars in the night. He thought it was disgusting.
"Go find her." He told someone.
"Yes." A little boy with black hair and emotionless eyes stood up from in back of him and leaped swiftly to the dull-lighted city. He put a sword like metal in his back and disappeared in the darkness.
"It has begun." He said to someone else.
"You really think it will work?" A woman told him.
"Trust me."
"Naraku has kami powers." A little girl with snow skin and holding mirror close to her chest said.
"Don't speak right now." He told both of them.
The boy swiftly leaped from small building to small building. He quickly touched the stone street and started to run. People walking with umbrellas saw him without one and tried to offer it to him but he didn't stop or look back. He was in a hurry to find her.
"Do you want some soup Kagome?" Her mother spoke to her from the back of a closed door.
"No thanks." She took off her black sweater. And put it on her chair to dry. The rain hadn't stopped and everyone worried there might be a flood. Kagome didn't worry, not anymore. She got an album filled with pictures of friends she had met a long time ago. They were all happy making faces and one was taking his sword out to attack the camera. Kagome smiled. She had missed the moments when they had just defeated demons with no intention of getting rewarded. It was the past; it was more than she had ever hoped her. Her life then, was exciting and filled with danger. But… she was safe; she didn't need to worry because she had her shield in her right side. No matter what dangers she faced she had only escaped with a minor bruise. She didn't know it then, but those small bruises would soon turn on her and hurt her where it hurt most. For taking the protection of a hanyou and loving a hanyou she had to loose what was most important in her life.
It happened and Kagome go over it. She lost more than what she could handle but she still had memories. Those were memories of hatred and love, memories of fear and braveness; they were memories that would never leave her sad heavy heart. In one part of her broken heart she wished she had never met them… but in the other, she so much wished to still be there.
Kagome felt a familiar presence in her chest and gasped. Could it be? She threw her chair back and looked out the foggy window. She pushed the window to the side with so much force she almost shattered it to tiny pieces. The cold air caressed her face and hair letting in a soothing aroma or freshness. She looked down at the drowning grass and saw some movement near some trees. Someone was staring at her with so much concentration she could feel its lifeless eyes in her face.
"Who's there?" She asked without fear. Indeed it wasn't what she felt but she still had a feeling it was someone she knew. "What do you want?" An arrow slashed next to her cheek leaving only a red mark. Some shreds of her hair slowly touched the floor. She quickly looked at the arrow which was stuck near a picture she had hung up in her wall. In its end there was a red piece of clothing. She turned around and could still feel the presence. "Dare to destroy that picture and I'll surely kill you." She told it. Then it was gone. Nothing but cold burning air could be felt.
sorry guys i updated this chapter again to fix some stuff. I accidentally updated the wrong one. Its the same thing as you can see. Thank you! Shock