Am I in trouble? Lol, for not uploading my other stories. I've had this on my computer and decided to load it. Hope you like it, :) bye. Disclaimer, I own nothing at all.
Alone figure stood amongst the green leaves of the tree that she was perched upon. As her mid night silky hair was pulled into a low pony tail, trailing down her milky skin, passing down past her feet. Her layers of black and white silk kimono poured over her curves, and down her back. Beautiful patterns of red elegant flower patterns, as a certain mark was present upon her forehead, also along her face. She poked her azure gems threw the pink blossoms and green leaves that surrounded her. As she hid from crowd, she observed the scenery.
A beautiful sight on a glorious day as this one. Thousands of different flowers gloomed around the big garden, hundreds of colors blended into one another, making the scene ever so special. The sun shone ever so brightly over the head of the garden as it showered its beautiful layers, feeding the magnificent plants food, as they seemed to entertain and show their elegance to the people that admired them.
On the beautiful healthy looking green grass was a path of red and blue roses, as they lead down and ended to a wooden alter that was covered over in amaryllis belladonna flowers. On each side of the path sat the people who attended the marvelous occasion.
At the end of the path stood two people, not including the priest.
The woman was clothed in a pure white wedding traditional kimono, with thin layers. Her obi slash was pure white but with flower patterns as the out line. Her aqua hair was bundle up with traditional white sticks, as small curls framed her round face. Her dark pink eyes were staring into the man that she was facing with adoration and love.
The man was staring at the women in front of him, with his cool composed self, fire red hair, and emerald eyes. He wore the black silk kimono, matching slashes and obi, as well as his hakama white flowered pattern pants. His figure stood tall, masculine, his eyes only on the person in front of him, yet he showed no emotion.
The lady with midnight hair smiled gently at the pair, especially at the man with the alizarin hair. She was really truly happy for the couple, as she watched with her own eyes as they said their vows, and sealed it with promising kiss. Her smile softened more, as she recalled once before the taste from those exact soft textured lips so long ago.
Kagome stared at her young lover as he laid in his bed, safely sound asleep. She watched as his chest rose up and down, indicating that he was in a deep slumber. She watched as his untamed and yet perfectly fine hair shimmered in the nights light. She gave a frown, and a small inhale as in taking his rose, and soil earth sent. She bent down and claimed what was hers in an ever lasting kiss. As she allowed only one crystal gem slide down her pale face.
It was a kiss of a broken promise, their promise of a future together. But also she hoped that maybe it was a kiss of a new beginning for him. He deserved so much, and yet she wasn't able to give him just that. She backed away as she knew he was able to sense her presence, and her salty tear. She laid a note by his table stand by his bed, and disappeared in a clear wind.
They were young at the time, but yet she had to suffer the hardship of the journey from past to the present alone. She had to endure the fact that she was immortal, and he wasn't, she had a responsibility that depended on her, for eternity. Guardian of the Shikon no Tama, Creator of all three realms, and claimed protector of the world by kami.
Yes, a responsibility she learned she had to keep for herself the day of the battle, the day where she found out that she was going to go to the past, live throw out the years to where she was originally from, and past that mark.
She sighed, this was what she wanted for the person that held her heart so long ago, she still harbored feelings for him, and was envious of the women that stood as his bride. How she wish she could have been her at the moment, to feel the love of that man, the touch of his skin, the warmth of his lips, and the comfort in his arms.
She regretted so much, but she knew that it was necessary since she was the only one that held the responsibility. But none the less she was happy that her love found someone else that could make his life a lot easier and fill it with promising love and happy memories. A life time partner, looking towards the future, and making children with their love.
Her eyes began to tear a little bit, until she found the man staring in her direction. She quickly hide her aura, mentally punishing herself for losing composure. She seen the man staring at her intensively but then seem something in his eyes, knowing. He knew she was there, and he gave her a loving smile, his eyes showed the love that he still held for her, cause he knew she was there. Watching over him on one of the most important day of his life.
She nearly choked back a sob as she found him turning his head with regret, and remorse. She was able to tell that look in his face and posture that he was remembering their time together. As she let herself cry just one lone tear, she sent her invisible aura towards him. Watching as it wrapped around him in a warm blanket, telling him that everything was going to be alright. That he was going to be fine, and that she was still with him in his heart. She sniffled again as she watched as he turned away with his bride as his body lessened and he wore a joist smile, one that brought her happiness.
She watched as they disappeared into a white limo that lead out of the beautiful garden and as the other people that attending the wedding followed them out. She smiled as a whirl of wind whipped around her, and she disappeared from sight.
He felt her, he knew she was there, threw the hole time that the ceremony began he was able to see her parched in that tree, as she watched from afar the event that she wasn't invited to.
As he watched his bride repeating her vows, in which he already was done in saying them. He felt her gaze on them as they were pronounced man and wife, and he stiffened when his new bride gave him a kiss. He could tell that no one noticed much to his relief, as they both turned around to look at their friends and family that came to the ceremony, he looked straight ahead as he finally was able to see the beauty of the women that left him so long ago.
She stood in glory, beauty, elegance, powerful, respectful, and even more mature then himself. He seen the aging in her eyes, the reflection of the years that passed her, and yet hardly any effect to her body. Her hair was more shiner then before, a lot longer as well, her face was more formed, she just looked like a goddess. Her clothes made her look as if she were a porcelain doll, perfection. Glossy red lips, milk creamy skin, warmth in her eyes, and something that made him feel sad and regret for marrying the person next to him.
He knew he shown her the love he still harbored for her, as he cast his eyes away from her, and he then felt completely cold. Memories of the two together, promises made, and yet broken. Emotions, words that were said, and touches that were powered with heat and hunger. He closed his eyes for a second not bringing himself to show his bride the pain that he felt that moment, but then there was something that wrapped around him, giving him the feeling of comfort. He smiled while opening his eyes again, knowing that she was telling him that he was going to be fine, and that this was her last farewell. He didn't bother to look back at her, knowing that he wouldn't want to see the sadness that radiated in her eyes for each others love, that was not meant to be.
He gave his bride a warmth smile, and they proceeded out of the familiar garden, and walked down with his wife to the limo that would take them away, a new beginning, and a fresh start. He knew this wasn't the life he wanted nor did he not harbor love for his new wife, but it was comforting knowing that someone loved them, and she knew that he cared for her, hopefully would bloom into love. They rode away to their reception where they would celebrate their lives with people that was their family and friends.