If You Could Only See

Chapter Two

Modern Day Tokyo: Approx. six months after K. Higurashi's 15th Birthday.

He rubbed his temples from frustration and exhaustion. Running his hand through his silver hair, he looked at the clock that now read 1:46 AM.

"Fucking bastard…" he mumbled as he turned back to the paperwork littering his desk.

'Damn him! He knows that I hate filling out these stupid forms! Fuck, he's worse now than he was when he was trying to kill me!'

Loosing his patience, he shoved the papers that Sesshomaru had given him to complete aside as he stood and walked to the window.

He looked up and sighed at the dark sky.

'Kami, I miss being able to see the stars.' He thought. When you lived in Tokyo, you were lucky if you even saw one or two stars at night. 'I guess that's why she was always so fascinated by them…' his thoughts trailed off.

Shaking his head he tried to clear it. It had been 500 years since he last saw her face, last heard her voice, last caught her familiar scent, last held her in his arms. And not a day had gone by when the thought of her hadn't crossed his mind.

Everyday, he couldn't help but wonder, 'has she been born yet? Is she still just a child? Has she fallen through the well yet? Is she maybe with me, somewhere, right now?'

Sighing, he attempted to clean his office a bit before giving up for the night. The paperwork would just have to wait until morning.

The building was now empty. No one else working there ever had to stay until almost 2 in the morning. Catching sight of himself in a mirror, he stopped and stared at his reflection. He wondered, for the thousandth time, if by some chance, he passed her on the street, if she would recognize him. His long silver-white hair fell around his shoulder, much like it always had done, except more groomed than before. Amber eyes stared back at him, though they were more brown than they used to be. Lastly he stared at his ears. His human ears. He felt them with his hands as if making sure they were real.

He wanted to see the face that she would have been familiar to. He reached behind his head and undid the clasp of the golden chain that rested behind his rosary. Pulling the heart shaped locked off, he watched as his ears traveled north to the top of his head and as his eyes turned to their usual shade of bright gold. He watched as two, thin, red stripes formed, one on each cheek. He sighed, fingering the new additions. Even with his ears back, he was still different.

Grunting in frustration, he put back on the necklace that she had given him, it seemed like four lifetimes ago. He watched as the concealment charm placed upon it did its job and hid his demon traits.

Shoving his hand into his pockets, he exited the building and began to walk down the now almost empty streets of Tokyo.

He watched a crowd of people leave a movie theater, apparently there had been a late night showing of something. He thought back to the first movie he had ever seen. It had been with her. He had been amazed at the time, not understanding how it worked. He had forgotten the movie or what it was about long ago, he just remembered how she gripped his hand that night when the scary parts came. He wished he could remember the name of the movie.

He stopped dead in his tracks, sniffing the air. 'That scent…it, it couldn't be…' Then he heard it.

"But how is that guy alive? I mean we saw him explode at the end! There is no way a human could survive that. Had he been demon…maybe."

"Inuyasha, it was just a story! The explosion was fake, the guy is really still alive! They wouldn't show someone actually dying to people for entertainment!"

Faster than lightning, he jumped into an alley to his left. He watched in amazement as she walked by, the past him by her side. He stared at her. She was just the way he remembered her, scent and all. He glanced at himself, black hair, brown eyes, and human ears, like he had now. He glanced quickly up to the sky. No moon. 'That's right, it was my human night that night.'

Suddenly his past self froze. In one quick movement, he shoved her behind him.

"Inu-Inuyasha? W-whats wrong?"

He shrank further back into the shadows, trying to conceal his demonic aura. It would not be a good thing if his past self tried to confront him, especially in front of her.

The past him straightened, shaking his head.

"Sorry, for a second I thought I felt a demonic aura…come on lets just go back. I don't like being out on nights like this."

And with that they disappeared.

He ran out of the alley, desperate to get one more quick look at her. He leaned against a building and slid down until he was on the ground. 'We were so close…' he thought miserably. If he had wanted to, he could of gone to her, seen her, really seen her, for the first time in 5 centuries. 'But I can't do that, not when I know that she'll…'

He clenched his fists and pounded them into the sidewalk. 'I'll have to be more careful from now on…' He closed his eyes as he sniffed the air, trying to catch all remnants of her lingering scent. 'I can't let her know I'm here.'

He pushed himself off the ground. He had known it for years, that he was never going to be with her like he wanted to be. It wasn't like catching a glimpse of her was going to change anything.

He walked down the street towards his apartment building.

'I wish things could be different….

…Kagome…'

Sad chap…

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