Forgive me if I'm young
"Kagome, dear," her mother cooed, pushing open the door and peering into the darkness of her daughter's bedroom. "I've made breakfast."
The raven-haired girl rolled away from the light now spilling through the doorway, burying her face in her oversized pillow. "I'm not hungry, Mama," she mumbled. Her eyes were red and puffy, her tears having been constant for the last two days.
"Why don't I call your friends? I'm sure they would love to come and see you." Her mother tried again, desperate for something to pull her child from the darkness that had consumed her.
"I don't feel like seeing anyone now." She whined, curling up into a ball beneath her blanket. She just wanted to be alone, she just wanted to cry, why couldn't her mother understand that?
Taking a deep breath her mother tried one final time. "He wouldn't want you to give in like this…" she whispered, mentioning the hanyou boy for the first time since he had been dragged back into his own era.
It was as if something had snapped inside of Kagome, a wail of anguish slipping over her lips as she curled into a tighter ball. Her small hands fisted around a small locket, identical to the one she had given to him a long time ago. In it, she kept his picture as a permanent reminder of the impossible world she had been blessed to visit.
Closing the door behind her, Mrs. Higurashi heaved a heavy sigh. There was one absolute truth she had learned in her life; young love and tragedy always seemed to walk hand in hand.
Or speaking out of turn
"So whatever happened to that bad boy boyfriend of yours, Kagome?" Eri asked, innocently sipping at her milkshake.
It went unnoticed how Kagome's body stiffened, every muscle in her frame tensing at the mention of her lost love.
"Yeah, Kagome. We haven't seen him around in awhile." Ayumi agreed.
It felt like a chasm was opening in her chest, refreshing the wounds that forced themselves open every single day. For a long moment she was silent, her eyes closed as lithe fingers danced over the cool metal of the locket around her neck. "Six months." She breathed. "It's been six months."
"So he broke up with you then?" Yuka asked.
"That jerk!" Eri huffed. "I never liked him anyway."
As her friends bickered, Kagome recalled the last moments she had spent at Inuyasha's side. She could still feel his lips against hers, surrounded by the darkness of the Shikon Jewel. It was not a kiss of passion, or desperation, it was pure. It was an understanding of each other, a sincere euphoria that they had found each other again alive.
She pressed light fingers to her lips. She could still feel him there, as if the kiss had been just moments ago and not half a year into the past.
"So?" Eri jostled Kagome out of her thoughts with a light nudge of her elbow. "He's really gone?"
Her bangs shadowed her eyes from view as Kagome bowed beneath the sadness. "Yeah," She breathed, "I knew it would never last… I just…"
"Hoped for the best?" Ayumi offered, reaching out and placing a gentle hand on Kagome's shoulder.
Kagome nodded her head, tears pooling in her eyes for the third time that day. Six months. Six months had passed and still she cried all the time. Every day her mother told her time would make her stronger and every day Kagome mourned the loss of her feudal family and the boy who had stolen her heart away.
"You were too good for him anyway, Kagome." Yuka offered, her own attempt at comfort.
This time, Kagome laughed. Tears slowly cascading down her alabaster cheeks. "He was too good for me."
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