Ah yes, this story...
Short and simple plot.
Midori
God, she was beautiful. Inuyasha waved back and walked on his way home, still not done with his journey home from school.
Kikyou looked up the sky and then turned her head down to observe the ever rising level of snow on the ground. Her face felt numb and she looked up and Inuyasha was walking. He still had around five more blocks to go, needing twelve blocks, and not just seven, like herself.
"Inuyasha," she said, opening her frozen lips.
He was seemingly deaf at the moment and apparently, did not hear her.
Kikyou quickly crossed a street, almost slipping, and crossed another to try to catch up to him. She was directly behind him, when he finally turned to look back at the sound of walking behind him.
"Kikyou?" he asked, stopping.
"It's very cold and you still have blocks to walk. You can stop and warm up at my home if you like," she suggested.
Inuyasha shook his head. "It's not that cold and I only have a few more blocks. It's okay."
"Oh really?" Kikyou grinned. "Are you sure, or are you just being polite?"
Inuyasha answered, "I'm sure."
"Typical answer. Now come; it's cold. You don't have to stay for hours with me."
Kikyou took his hand and gently walked him a few steps. Inuyasha reluctantly gave in and paced abreast her. Inuyasha looked at the ground, retracing his footsteps in the snow exactly for his own personal entertainment. Kikyou didn't mind this behavior and only chuckled twice.
The two walked over to Kikyou's home and she sat him down in the living room.
"Really, Kikyou, you don't have to--"
"I will." Kikyou rose from her seat and went over to the kitchen. She poured milk into a pot and put it over the stove, stirring it carefully. Leaving it alone, she went back into the refrigerator and got out two chocolate pieces. She placed them to the side and stirred the milk again, waiting for it to boil, but stiring so it wouldn't form curds.
Inuyasha began to smell a nice soothing smell. He wondered what she could be making for him. It certaintly smelled delicious.
Kikyou turned off the burner once the milk was boiling and poured the milk into two mugs. Then, she placed one chocolate piece into each mug. She stirred the chocolate into the boiling milk, watching the chocolate waves swirl around in the white milk. Soon, both mugs were filled with hot chocolate and she carried both to the living room, setting them on a table. She raised her own mug to her lips and sipped the sweet warm liquid. Almost instantaneously, she was warmed.
Inuyasha's matter was different however. He picked up the mug and brought it up to his lips.
"Be careful, it's--"
"HOT!" Inuyasha shouted dropping the mug onto himself and watching all the warm stuff soak his shirt and jeans. The mug didn't break and Kikyou quickly took it, placed it on the table next to her own and got him up. "Go take a shower and I'll take care of the rest, just leave your clothes outside of the bathroom.
"No, no, I'll just go home."
"You might get hypothermia," Kikyou jokingly said, though she knew it was true.
As he went to the restroom, Kikyou took a rag and washed out some chocolate that was remaining on the floor and chair. She washed Inuyasha's mug and set it aside. She stopped back at the restroom and noticed Inuyasha's wet clothes outside the door. She took them and ran them over to the washer for a quick wash, setting it to quick. After 10 minutes she tossed them into the dryer and went back to the kitchen to try again with the hot chocolate. Boiling milk again and placing another piece of chocolate in for Inuyasha, she set his mug back on the table and took his clothes out of the dryer and set them outside the bathroom.
Kikyou sipped her hot chocolate, now cooled and waited for Inuyasha to come out. Inuyasha came out, sitting back down on the chair and sipping at the fresh hot chocolate. It was as if everything was rewinded again.
The two conversed for a while and sipped their drink. When done, Inuyasha decided to leave. "Bye Kikyou, thank you for the hot chocolate."
Kikyou waved and smiled back, watching him walk home. She shut the door behind her and sighed.
I think it's pretty slow in the beginning, but I'm not saying anything. Based on the title, you can guess what's going to happen. In case you don't know however, evanescence means the act of fading away.
I hope you enjoy and if you are so kind, drop a review on your way out.
Midori
