How can I
How can I?
An Inuyasha fanfiction
By: hanmajoerin
Disclaimer: I was having a very deep discussion with my conscience…he told me that if I took Inuyasha as my own…I'll go to jail for comic plagiarism, but seriously you should all know that Inuyasha a feudal fairy tale is written and drawn by the fantabulous Rumiko Takahashi. The English books are owned and published by Viz media and the series was published weekly in the Japanese Boy Manga Magazine Shonen Sunday blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
AN: HI YA!! Okay this is based on one of the three years Inuyasha and Kagome were separated! I realize I already wrote this I just went back and edited it because well, I turned out to be a terrible typer and I wanted to change some details and stuff. Of course my beloved gaaraluver63 forgot to fix my typing errors (Because she is lazy) so…I'll just fix them myself). Onward with ye oh story of mine!
She took his breath away from her dazzling gray blue eyes to her never ending smiles. He could always find comfort in her tears, the salty smell he memorized. He could fall limp at just her scent, its gentleness easing its way from his head to toes. She was his reason for living, even his strength. No matter where she would go he would follow.
Looking up to stars he'd think of her, how they weren't too fond of each other when they first met two years ago and how over the time they were given grew to love each other. Things were very different now because they were torn apart by the brutal, ugly, unmerciful force called time.
When he'd look at the ground he'd think of how lonely he'd become, just how important she was, and how funny their petty little fights were. The way her ebony hair would sway side to side flaunting her anger, the way she stomped her feet- showing off frustration-, and her hands fisted together could mean many, many things. To him she was a mystery probably the biggest he'd ever come across.
He'd look at that tree and would receive two memories; an end and a new beginning. He'd remember how stupid she looked sitting on the ground and how he accused her of being his former love who had betray him. She was feisty and loud unlike any woman from his time. When the word 'sit' came to mind all he could think of was his body slamming into the ground! 'That damn necklace'. Finally, when he would stare at the moon her face would hit him. She was beautiful; with her flowing black hair and storm like eyes, she was his everything and would un-doubtfully haunt him for the rest of time.
"How can I, live, breathe, walk, talk and sleep without you?" were his spoken words to the stars painting the dark void that was a sky, hoping those words would reach the girl that was now but a memory in the wind.
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Her fingers lingered on the thick glass of the window where he entered her room so many times before. Tears fell down her face as she stared out to the open skies. She could barely remember the way his rough palm felt in her own, she was beginning to forget how his voice would sound as he shouted her name in many past battles. Salty droplets continued to run down her once again tear streaked face.
Everything was back to normal; she would spend her days in school and afternoons with friends then study all night for upcoming tests. Yet all she seemed to think about was him.
As her eyes fell upon the now neglected bow in the corner, she recalled the time they had let each other know just how they felt (Even if it wasn't an I love you); they were three seconds away from their first kiss which in the end they never got. Her eyes then fell upon the tree where they met so long ago, that spot was also where she realized just how much she loved him and decided even if he never returned her feelings she would stay by his side.
The clatter of beads reminded her of the rosary that bound them together through one single word. And in the end she knew it was him who saved her from the darkness of the shikon no tama and possibly her own heart. She heard his voice and gained hope, she saw him and they embraced. In that moment she re-realized that he would always catch her where-ever she fell, and even if he missed he would always pick her back up.
Walking over to her bed she stared at it remembering the way he slept on it. With his treasured sword held close, hands hidden within those long billowing red sleeves of his fire-rat, strands of his long silver hair falling over his chest and shoulders, and rolled into a tight cozy ball.
Looking up to the ceiling she stated in silent question and loud sobs "Why are we apart? How can I go on without you at my side? I want to be with you so much." closing her eyes and giving up on the night she'd surely dream of them being together once again. The only true wish she had left.
AN: my editing songs were as followed…I've got friends in low places by Garth Brooks, Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen and Who Know by Natasha Bedingfield. I changed some stuff from the original copy but I like this better. Whatever grammar problem I have I'm blaming it on the Canadians. Why? Well I don't know.
Gaaraluver63: Guess what? I edited! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee R&R