Do You Know How Long
Chapter one
By: blueglorii
A/N: OMG! First Inuyasha fanfic! Lot's of lemons, you have been warned.
Like, seriously, lots of lemons.
Disclaimer: Me Roberto, get me the ray gun! I may not have Inuyasha now, but soon, Roberto, soon I will have him.
Roberto Yeah, like when pigs fly!
Me Yeah, I know, but it's always nice to pretend…right? (drags catapult holding squealing pig outside)
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Kagome looked down the well, the well that took her to love, and friends, and yet, banned her from ever entering its magical depths ever again, emotionless she stood, an outcast. She new, that in minutes the pain would come, so she savored the numb feeling, relished it, her eyes felt wet. Tears fell, she could feel her heart tearing, falling away to the pits of her soul, and she tried desperately to grasp the numbness, to hold onto it a second more. But it flew from her, faster than the hanyou boy who would carry her around, brandishing his great sword and throwing curses at every passing demon.
Her eyed widened as he empty hole, the place where her life in the Sengoku Jidai, once occupied, Sango, Miroku, Shippou, Kirara…Inuyasha.
She felt her heart tear for the last time as she fell to her knees, and sobbed, screamed out her anguish and beat on the unresponsive wood of the well. Her mouth, screaming out to Inuyasha, to Sango, Miroku, even Shippou, to come get her, wake her up from the nightmare that threatened to engulf her.
-------Six months later-------
She felt a hand on her shoulder, her eyes flew open, ready to jump up and run at Inuyasha's command. But, it was only her mother, "Kagome dear, time for school, wake up."
Kagome's eyes opened wider, the shock of not having Inuyasha, or any of them, the shock that came every morning when she would awake in a modern bed, in a modern house, in modern Japan. She pushed the flowery pink covers away from herself and slowly sat up; fighting away the sleep like it was Naraku.
Rubbing her eyes, she took a quick look around her room, as though, just maybe, Inuyasha would be sitting on her floor, playing with Buyou, and yelling at her to hurry up and get dressed so they could go back. But, just like the six months before, there was nobody. She shook her head and stood to walk into her closet, pulling out the navy blue ad gold uniform for her high school, where Hojo would ask her to go on a date, she would refuse, just in case, he was out there, she would wait.
She checked the clock, "Oh no, I'm late!"
She ran downstairs and grabbed an apple, taking a bite out of it before running out the door, and speeding off in the direction of school. Yuka, glaring at her and waving her hand to hurry up, greeted her, "Kagome, where have you been, I've been trying to call you for days!"
"Oh, well, I've been to Osaka, to visit my family, my aunt just died."
Yuka placed her hand on Kagome's shoulder, "I'm sorry, are you okay?"
"Oh yeah, I hardy knew her, but she was Dad's sister, Mom was really upset when she died."
"Yeah, I can only imagine…"
Kagome nodded her head, taking her seat in homeroom, she looked over at Yuka, her only friend from middle school that made into the same high school as her, they had both tried for better schools, but had sadly failed the entrance exams. Kagome closed her eyes, pretending to concentrate on the math problem up on the bard, when all she was really doing was checking to see if she still remembered them clearly, her friends, from the past.
She tried, desperately to avoid the memory of Inuyasha, focusing only on the monk, kitsune, neko, and taijiya, that made up mart of the mismatched group. But she couldn't escape him, no matter how much she tried, there he was, holding his sword, looking over his shoulder and telling her to run. Smiling at her gently, telling her he loved her, but that only happened after they had defeated Naraku, after they knew they were safe. But, it was too late then, she had made the wish, her mission was complete, and the well banned her from that life, drawing her back into the modern world, the one with no Inuyasha, nothing. Almost alien in it's lack of youki, lack of any kind of presence. She didn't know anything anymore, all those days learning about how to survive in the past had made her inept at living in the future, in the future there were no demons, no possessed castle maidens. No priestesses, no sacred jewels, or hanyous or tiny little kitsues that popped onto your back, complaining of his harsh treatment. There were no perverted monks, or brave orphan demon slayers. In the future, there were no unbreakable barriers; no reason for her to shoot the singing arrows that brightened the sky. In the future, there was simply…nothing.
"Kagome, are you okay?" Yuka's concerned voice brought her out of her reverie.
"Huh?"
"You're crying."
Kagome lifted a hand to her cheek, pulling it away when she felt the moisture resting on its surface, "Oh, I guess I am."
She smiled sadly and looked out the window, Wow, I really miss them.
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Kagome walked home, clutching at the strap of her book bag, she had felt it all day, the cold and curling sensation. Her heart raced, she neared her home, the cold feeling spread, stretching out into her arms and legs, she breathed heavily, Youki.
Her mind raced, Youki, here, here in modern Japan…who?
She slowly ascended the steps to the shrine, expecting to see her mother, smiling happily and waving. Half expecting, Inuyasha to be sitting in the Goshinboku, his sword resting on his shoulder, ready to take her back to the Sengoku Jidai. She closed her eyes, praying to the gds that it was him she was sensing, praying that maybe the well really hadn't sealed up, praying the Inuyasha had made it through. Kagome opened her eyes as the tree came into view, but closed them immediately, willing the image to her mind, begging it to be real, let this be his youki, please, let this be his youki. She opened her eyes, the shrine was empty, the well shack hidden behind her house, let him be at the well, please let him be at the well. She opened her eyes, she gasped and her death grip on her knapsack was released as the heavy bag fell to the floor. Her eyes widened, amazed to see him here, her heart heavy, and yet lightened. He looked from the white concrete ground, to her, looking almost as surprised as his golden eyes came in contact with her own, amazed chocolate irises.
"Sesshoumaru."