EDIT: I had to repost this because the message at the end was missing for some reason.

This is a story I wrote after someone (can't remember who off the top of my head) wrote to me asking for a follow-up for my one-shot Dead Friends. Well, here it is.

Disclaimer: I, Sorceress of Dreams, unfortunately do not own InuYasha. I do, however, own the first three seasons and movies on DVD. Yay!

Perfect Love

'Roses. They must be yellow roses.'

The young man wandered through the city streets, unnoticed by his fellow pedestrians, strangely enough, considering he was quite handsome and wearing only a pair of old jeans. His spiky black hair was tinted with blue, and his eyes were a mysterious shade of dark blue. Surely someone would have given him a glance at least.

No, of course they would not have. He was dead, and as such, he was invisible to the living.

'I must find yellow roses.'

He wandered past several florists, dismissing them as tacky. He wanted good quality flowers.

Finally, he stopped in front of an old style store. It was all polished timber and full of simple furniture pieces, each with a subtle elegance. All over the shop were vases full of flowers, mostly roses, lilies and orchids. The man walked straight in (literally, he walked straight through the door – being dead has its quirks). Immediately, he saw what he wanted, a bunch of yellow roses artfully arranged in a simple white vase.

He walked over to the counter just as the old lady bustled in from the back.

'Hello sir. My name is Sakura. How may I be of assistance to you?' she asked.

The man smiled. 'My name's Katsuya. I'd like to buy those roses over there,' he said, pointing to what he wanted.

'Of course sir.'

'Oh, and could you please send them to this address?' Katsuya asked, handing the elderly woman a scrap of paper.

Sakura looked at the paper.

Kyoko Higurashi

Sunset Shrine

Tokyo

She smiled. 'Your wife?'

Katsuya smiled gently, remembering times past. 'The woman I love in both life and death.'

'I'll have them sent to her right away. Do want a card to accompany the roses?'

'Yes. Thank you. Could you put this on it?' He handed Sakura another scrap of paper, before handing over his money and walking out (this time using the door – Sakura was watching and he didn't want to scare her). Thankfully nobody outside noticed a door open and close on its own.

Outside, he took a deep breath and sighed.

'Problems?'

Katsuya looked over at his friend, a large man with golden eyes and silver hair, with a purple stripe on each cheek. Strangely enough, he was dressed in clothing from Japan's Feudal Era.

'No problems, Tai, I was just getting some roses for Kyoko.'

'Ah.'

Katsuya glanced back at the shop as the two walked down the street, not bothering to dodge people or cars, just walking straight through them.

'That poor shop-keeper, she's only a few days away from her death. She could see me easily.'

Tai sighed. 'There's nothing we can do about it. She lives, she dies. Just like everyone else.'

'I know.'


'Bye mum! I'm going back to the Feudal Era now!'

'Okay dear, just be careful.'

'I will!'

Kyoko sighed as she watched her daughter run into the well-house and close the door behind her. Moments later, a blue light crept out from under the door before fading away. Turning away she walked back into the kitchen.

As she washed the dishes, Souta came running in with a white vase containing yellow roses.

'Mum! Mum! Look what was just dropped off! And it's addressed to you!' He stopped and looked his mother square in the eye. 'You don't have a secret boyfriend, do you?'

Kyoko laughed. 'No dear, I don't have a boyfriend.'

Souta smiled. 'Good.' He carefully put the vase down on the table.

As he ran out, Kyoko dried her hands on her apron. She walked over to the vase and inhaled their scent. Kyoko sighed happily, yellow roses were her favourite; they always reminded her of joy and laughter. Picking up the card, Kyoko read what was inside. She almost cried at the sweet message written.

Kyoko,

Do you remember what I said when I asked you to marry me? Nobody in the world is perfect… until you fall in love. You are perfect to me. I await the day that we can be reunited. Happy anniversary, my love.


Outside, Katsuya smiled at the woman he loved as he watched her through the kitchen window. So close, and yet so far away he was. He turned and walked over to the Sacred Tree. Taking one last look at the main shrine house, he walked into the tree, a vortex opening around him, swallowing him, before closing once more.


Well, what did you think? Reviews would be lovely, even if it's only a few words long, I don't care about getting long reviews.

Sorceress