A/N: Wow..I've been reading from this site for a long time, tho I've never written anything…sad eh? This is my first story, and be nice !! I'm taking exams soon, so I probably won't update unless I have free time, which is barely any at all…so yeah…The characters might be a little OOC, just to let u guys know, so don't spam me about bhow she/he is totally not in character…
Disclaimer: Though I do really want to own this, BUT I do not own Inuyasha…nor any characters in my story…
A Sad Tragedy: Something not to think about
Her hands lingered for a while on the silver nameplate for a little too long. The feel of their name together brought back many strange yet nostalgic memories.
It was back in high school when they first met, and neither did they know, it was going to be on hell of an experience once they've aged. It was a love that neither could forget, nor the people around them.
Sadly, at that precise moment, the gushing feeling came back and she went to the bathroom to try and get rid of it. It was that odd yet gross feeling that she did not want to have back.
Drastically, she held out her hand to try and hold in the water that was splashing all around and splashed it all on her face. She did that a couple of times before realizing that it was no help at all. She couldn't mistake the water droplets for her own tears. The warmth of the tears grazed against her own face, but had ironically brought a cold chill rather than comfort.
Suddenly she realized that her make up might be smeared from all the water damage, but as she looked into the mirrors directly in front of her, she realized that she did not have any smears not drippings of any other color than that of her skin. The images were vague through her tears, but it did not stop her from realizing what she brought with her. The names.
Slowly, her eyes wandered back to the innocuous names that lie in front her eyes. But she didn't think so. Suddenly and rapidly, a surge of feeling mixed with her emotional state, and another downpour of tears rushed down her face. But she did not care. No she did not care anymore. She told her friends that she would start a new life, and lead on from there. There was no going back. It was useless. She wasn't going to stay the way she was. She was going to—
Without warning, her throat couldn't keep it in anymore, and a loud plea came from the bottom of her heart.
A she gazed down at the names, she realized what a treasure it was to her, because that was all she had left that would trigger the most sensitive of her emotions. The memories that lie with their names, it was too much for her.
As she read the names out, a suddenly jolt came to her. She felt as if the situation was absolutely apocryphal. Nothing was true about it.
Don't think about it! It's over! There's nothing that you can change! Her mother's own voice crept back to her head, and many other voices as well. It was almost unbearable to think. So she went back to bed.
But before doing so, she appeased her senses by holding the names closer to her heart, and dreamt of a long dream that kept her there for a long time.
She was sure that they'd meet in heaven again. She was sure that they'd be together once more.
As the police investigated the death of the woman, they found her dead upon her bed, tightly clutching the names on a plate. But the plate didn't seem like a plate, but more like a wooden plate.
When an officer tried to release the place, he had to do it twice to remove it from the woman's hand; for he did not know it's worth.
The first time that he had tried to remove it, he didn't hesitate to think of the significance of her clutch.
He looked at the names engraved, and told himself, what is this? Some kind of game? The names were carved onto the bark of a tree, and was torn off and placed on a silver plate.
Miroku Houshi
Sango Tajiya
E. L.
Something suddenly occurred to him, and he told himself, wasn't there an article about some Houshi a while ago? But it didn't mean anything to him, he was just there to investigate.
As Kagome Higurashi heard the news, she ran and held feebly onto her husband's dress shirt. They were going to a wedding, but decided to cancel it due to the reality of the news.
"Inuyasha…" Kagome began, then trailed off as uncertainty and fear caught up with her.
Without further instructions, Inuyasha held his wife tightly. They did that for a while before realizing that both of them had tears running down their faces. Even though Inuyasha did not start crying, his own tears were rolling in his eyes.
He knew that he had some faults that lead to the incident.
Kagome noticed his body tense up and immediately took action. "Honey, it's not your fault! It was a long time ago! It has nothing to do with it! Stop it!…Please…" She stopped because she could no longer continue, as her own heart was filled with grief.
"I know…you told me that a million times already, I understand--" Inuyasha began.
"No you don't!!!" Kagome's cry came out barely comprehensible. "You always do that to yourself, but it's not your fault! It has nothing to do with that! I swear--"
"YES it DOES!" Inuysha's sudden outburst brought her back to her senses and she looked up at him. "If I hadn't! If I told him to stop! If I…"
Kagome didn't dare stop her husband on this situation, she knew that she could not. She could only look at him as he deplored over what she considered not even relevant. But she let him do it, because she loved him dearly.
The awkward silence brought them both to their current situation, and Inuyasha stopped complaining and blaming. He looked at Kagome, and sighed.
"Sorry, baby." He apologized and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I'm sorry."
"No it's ok. I understand, but don't go overboard on this subject ok?" Kagome stared deep into his eyes, and a look of relief came to her as she heard him apologize.
"Let's go, it'll be like before, walking up to the small hill." Inuyasha soothed her. "C'mon, you don't want the police to take everything now do you?"
Kagome thought for a while and said, "yeah let's go."
Kagome's ears took a strange sense of anxiety as the wails of the police cars got louder. She thought back to when she just found out about the news a while ago, it nearly gave her a heart attack. Her best friend had past away. Immediately she could only assume 2 things.
The first thing was that she had gone all numb and somehow had gotten herself into an accident somewhere.
The second thing was her heart stopping because of emotional breakdown.
Nevertheless, both had to do with Miroku.
But as soon as one of the officers told her that she was clutching a name plate, all came clear to her. The name plate…
Kagome squeezed her eyes shut and prepared herself as Inuyasha parked on near Sango's house. She didn't dare look before going out. The rain had clouded the views of her side of the window, and the droplets could not seem clearer on any day than this.
The rain had already stopped, but Kagome's gloomy feeling was far from being washed away. She sat there for a while before getting ready to get out of the car and face the reality.
Inuyasha looked at her worriedly, but uttered no words. She looked up at him, and they exchanged looks; they decided to rest a while before going out.
Rolling down the windows, she saw the house. Immediately after looking at the house, she thought, the house looks perfect, only if they were still here. Together. Then this wouldn't have happened to her…She would still be alive.
Deciding that mourning right now would do her no good. So, as she slammed the doors of their car, she walked weakly onto their deceased friend's lawn, and into the house, guided by a police officer.
As they entered the house, a familiar atmosphere engulfed them both. And taking in the sweet scent of the house, they realized what a tragedy it has been. What a sad ending it had to be.
"I'm sorry to inform you that one of the police officers had taken the plate for further examination." The police said as he led them into the room where Sango was previously.
Before Kagome could utter a single word, Inuyasha interrupted, "Where is it now? At the investigation lab or something? Sir, this is not a murder case!"
The police officer was taken aback, but relaxed after tensing, "No sir, we realized that a while ago--"
Inuyasha immediately stopped his advances.
"—we've known that afterwards, and the plate was place back to its original position where it was. And Mrs. Tajiya has been sent away." The police officer continued, and tried to avoid their gaze by looking at the pamphlet that he held.
"Ok, thank you." Kagome took the lead this time, and gave Inuyasha a warning look of heed.
The policemen noticed this, and decided not to stick around anymore. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have some other investigating to do. If you'll be kind enough, please leave by 8:30, because that's when the investigation team will leave."
With that, the police officer left without further instructions. Inuyasha and Kagome looked relieved rather than lost.
Instead of sticking to the room, Inuyasha took his search elsewhere, whereas Kagome decided to stay in the room by the bed's side.
She looked around and found the bed that had held a live Sango just a few hours ago. She saw the nameplate innocently lying on top of the bed sheets, and the tears almost came again due to the overwhelmingly scene.
As her hand made contact with the nameplate she read out the names that were engraved onto the wooden surface.
"Miroku Houshi, Sango Tajiya, E.L…" Kagome murmured. "E.L? What's that?"
A look of confusion overtook her. She didn't know what it meant, but she wanted to find out what it was.
Suddenly Kagome heard her name called from behind, and realized that her husband was already in the room. Without a word, she showed the plate to him and pointed at the 2 letters. Disappointment came to her face once more as a look of complete confusion came to his face. He did not know what it was either.
"Maybe it is a name? For their child? Or rather future child?" Inuyasha attempted to reassure her.
"No…you are way in the gutters."
Inuyasha could do nothing more but to shrug. They were confused, but not lost. All they had to do was find out what it was about and everything was going to be solved.
"I don't think I'll be able to rest until I find out what this is really about. I'm not sure, but I have a strange feeling that there's more to this than just a wooden plate." Kagome told Inuyasha.
"You know what…I think so too…" Inuyasha said as he stared at the nameplate himself.
Endless memories engulfed them both, taking them back to the past. But it ended soon enough as they heard the police called them out due to their overtime by 10 minutes. Although they've left the house, neither of them could stop the memories from flowing back.
Little did they know, their predictions were just a piece of the puzzle.
A/N: Wow…I'd never thought that I'd EVER post a story on here -.- And I've been here for how long?? Sigh…not counting…lol Please R&R!!! Thanks!!! My first fic! Don't worry this isn't gonna be a Kagome/Inuyasha fic, tho it might have some of their relationship in there…I'm not sure, cuz I haven't decided yet . It's focused mostly on Sango and Miroku tho, it will come in the later chapters :D
A word of warning tho, this story might/ probably will be REALLY slow, due to all the work load that I'm getting. I think I've mentioned this in the beginning, but again, I'm a very busy person, so I might not update in a long while. I have an idea of what to write, but it will take me a long time, since this is simply out of curiosity. So yeah….apologies!!! Anyways! I hope u like the chapter! Please R&R!