That One Special Kiss
Chapter 3. Of New Feelings
By: Mangahottie740
Her name was Rose. Rose: her name was also that of a flower. Kikyo- the Chinese bellflower, and Rose- the name of a common flower of love: it seemed strange to him. Inuyasha had allowed himself to like this new girl, Rose, and he tried to dismiss the thoughts of Kikyo from his mind. But try as he may, he couldn't. The thought of the resplendent priestess whom he had fallen in love with always stuck in his head. But he had come a long way.
He now would eat with the girl, excepting her as a meritorious companion for she always held her head high. However, when he slept, he slept alone. He knew that Rose considered them to have a relationship, even if it were minute and picayune. She wasn't sure that Inuyasha felt the same way, if he indeed liked her, too.
On the contrary, he wasn't sure, either. He thought he had escalating feelings towards her, but Kikyo was still in his mind. She wouldn't go away. It would be some time before his umbrageous heart would resuscitate. On a particular night the two sat alone on the same cliff.
She was garbed in a flowing white dress, one ostentatious and beautiful. He was clad in the usual hanyou robe and pants he always wore. Together they gazed out to the sequestered moon, which on this night was not surrounded by stars. Rose spoke to him nimbly.
"It is a beautiful night, Inuyasha. The wind is all but gone and the two of us are alone." She smiled up at the tenacious half-demon who was taller than her. He smiled back.
"Yes, we are alone; no one is here to bug us." She scooted closer to Inuyasha.
"What would you have us do on a night like this?" she asked, but he did not answer at first. He was pensive and unspeaking. Finally he stirred from his trance like phase and looked intently at the pulchritudinous girl.
"I would ask you out, for my wounded heart needs a healer." She sat, silent for a moment, then answered. She looked fair and noble, and when she spoke Inuyasha forgot about Kikyo. Atleast for the time being.
"And I would say yes, considering that we both have no one when we are apart we are sad. I do not like to feel melonchaly, nor do I like anyone to feel it, for there aren't that many that deserve that type of pain. And my heart is wounded, too." Inuyasha looked at her again. This was new to him, she had not yet told him.
"Are you okay? You seem to be impaired of heart." She looked at him, and her eyes were of those teeming with tears. Inuyasha, before he realized it, put a comforting hand around her, and she told him what ailed her.
"Similar to what you told me of Kikyo," the name caused him to flinch, "My boyfriend and I... we had some problems. He was dictative, and he wanted to control everything I did. But I would not have it, I left him, and that was when I met you."
"What was his name?" Inuyasha asked, watching as the tears spilled from her eyes.
"Hercule." Inuyasha gave her a stern look.
"If I see him I'll put him in his place." But she didn't hear him. She had falled asleep, weary of the long day she had had. Inuyasha, however, stayed awake. He thought about what had just taken place. Already, a week after his departure from Kikyo, he had found new love. He had now a new girlfriend, someone new to protect and love.
Despite this, he still, that very night, thought of Kikyo. Rose could be his lover, he thought, but never would she be his soulmate. That position belonged to Kikyo; no one else would ever take it. He hoped he could be happy with Rose, without Kikyo popping in his head everytime they talked, though. But that could take some time to go away.
Inuyasha sat and watched her sleeping. He had lain her down on a spot where soft grass and moss covered the rocky floor of the cliff, making it soft and comfortable. Her breast rose and fell as she breathed, and her face was the very image of beauty. He now sat by her, and he sang a song, a lullaby, to the sleeping form in front of him.
Sleep softly now, oh gentle one,
Have good thoughts and dreams,
Ride the night bird until comes the rising sun,
Rushing away sleep with bright light beams.
She still lay sleeping. He stroked her hair softly with his hand. She moved, but did not wake. She curled herself up in a ball, as if cold. Inuyasha took off his hanyou robe and placed it over her, just as he had done with Kikyo a week before. She relaxed and her breathing grew heavier, rem sleep was closing upon her.
And now Inuyasha began to grow weary. He lay down beside her, but did not yet snuggle to her as he had done with Kikyo. And his last thoughts before he fell into dreamland were of Rose and himself.
A/N: I know, another short chapter but I figure if I have atleast one thousand words per chapter that evens everthing out. I try to make them longer but I am content with the length, so please don't comment on how short it is. And once again I thank those that reviewed to my story, I am very grateful. Please review to this chapter!
P.S. I apologize if the vocabulary was a bit confusing. I like big words, or words that have a meaning that you have to look for, sort of like depth. I hope you can understand them, or atleast use the context clues to help you figure out what they mean.