The Plastic Rose
Well, here is Chapter two. Not sure what people thought of the first two chapters, but one person put it on Story Alert, I thank them for that. It's always nice to know people like your stories. Well anyway on to the story now.
Disclaimer: Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, I don't own InuYasha, but then again, neither do you!
Chapter Two – Rebirth of a Soul
The young woman made her way around the temple, sunglasses in on hand as mocha colored eyes took in all the exhibits. There was a sword, with images around it showing how it must have looked so long ago; the Tetsuiaga was its name according to the label. Somewhere in the back of her mind she felt a flicker of familiarity, mentally shrugging it off she paused in front of what appeared to be a monk's staff. It was fairly tall and stood poised next to a rosary and deep violet and black robes, and a single glove… peculiar, the girl mussed before moving on.
Stopping she paled at a familiar sight, she came from a family of proud mercenaries, who'd taken their name from the legendary taijiya's of the stories of old. But here was a weapon very similar to the one she'd been trained to use. A large bone boomerang, named Hiraikotsu, was on display next to a katana, a uniform that according to the label was a taijiya's uniform. There was a chain, as well as several shells that apparently held poisons and medicines. The girl took a step back, this was a strange temple, and everything here felt unbelievable real.
"Miss, are you alright? You look kind of pale," a youth's voice rang out a few feet away from her, and the girl jumped startled, one slender hand over her heart. Turning her gaze to the short boy, she took in the vibrant red hair and the freckles across his nose. The boy looked maybe ten or so, and was currently shifting uncomfortably under her scrutiny, giving her the same wide eyed stare.
A sudden flash of what was something the girl couldn't explain came forth in her mind, as her head pounded harshly. Suddenly she was somewhere else, the boy she'd just seen appeared to be a few years younger and he was much smaller and even bore a tail!! He was being whacked on the head by another person. A taller male, with an unusual red outfit on, he bore long silver hair as well as unusual golden-amber eyes, and he had dog ears! Nearby a young woman stood scolding the taller male, and running to hug the little one as the taller one suddenly went crashing face first in to the ground. She was a petite girl, with black hair below her shoulders and sweet honey brown eyes.
A young man sat next to her, he had shoulder-length hair pulled back in a rat-tail, with deep beautiful violet eyes. The older male wore monk robes and held the monk's staff in his hand, it leaned across his shoulder, and in his lap sat at two tailed cat identical to her own Kilala. The male smiled kindly at her, reaching out his gloved hand, which was bound with the rosary she'd seen before, and took her hand into his own, before turning to watch the others.
After that the woman was back blinking and standing unsteadily, whirling around abruptly she stared in awe at the artifacts that surrounded her. Maybe there was something more at work here, something more than she could properly understand, but one thing she did understand was that this temple possessed an ancient spiritual power. She recognized that much… but it was strange, what had she just seen. The boy standing a few feet away was older than the child she'd just seen… but she'd never seen any of those people before. Shaking her head, dark brown locks moving fluidly, she stared at the items. What was happening?
Kagome and InuYasha had followed Shippo out of their home to see what they'd all sensed. They watched as Shippo spoke to the young girl, and as she froze and stumbled back. Was something wrong with her? They watched as Shippo shot them a nervous wide eyed glance, over the girls shoulder. It seemed something was rather off here.
InuYasha raised his head and sniffed the air, taking in all the scents of the temple. He like Shippo had placed the concealing spell back on but it didn't lessen his senses, it merely made humans see them as completely human. The sweet scent of Kagome floated to his nose, she always smelt like cherry blossoms, and often like ramen. He loved her scent; he took in the faded scents of the past, which still clung to all the items in here. Shippo's scent was a mixture of sweet candy and the fresh scent of the forest. Then the girl who stood with her back to him, her scent, floated to his nose, and his dark eyes widened. The girls scent was a interesting mix of the scent of Dragons Blood and fresh morning dew.
"Kagome… you were right," InuYasha spoke softly, so only his love could hear him, "Her scent matches Sango's scent from five hundred years ago, it still clings to the things that belonged to her, and it's the same."
Kagome nodded, honey-brown eyes were tearing up, "I was right? The feeling of her soul, her spirit is the same… the same as it was back then. I.. how.. how can that be possible? Even Kikyo and I bore differences and I was her re-incardination…"
InuYasha gave her a blank look, before shrugging slightly, "How would I know? That was always the type of thing Miroku or Myoga knew and explained to us… even Kaede would have been able to understand this situation… I don't know about these things. But I do know that her right there."
Kagome inhaled sharply, letting out a soft gasp, as the young woman suddenly turned to face the exhibits, her face, her hair, the woman was identical to their departed friend in everyway…well almost, she appeared to be a few years older than Sango had been at her death. Kagome slipped her hand into InuYasha's, squeezing it lightly as he held her hand gently. He shot her a worried look, Kagome looked just about ready to faint, and that wouldn't be helpful right about now.
At the younger girl's sharp gasp, the young woman turned to face them, with an expression that was equivalent to a deer caught in the headlights. She had to hold her own gasp off; the woman in front of her right now was almost identical to the woman she'd just seen in her head. A little older now, and more grown up, the man next to her looked a bit like the silver haired man from her … vision? What ever it had been, except like the boy didn't have a tail, the man didn't have white dog ears.
This was all absolutely ridicules really; people didn't really have dog ears or fluffy unusual tails. Maybe she was more tired than she'd first assumed, because right about now she was obviously seeing things that weren't there. She hadn't eaten all that much today… that might have had something to do with it as well. Or maybe, this was all just another bizarre dream that she most likely would not remember when she awoke. Biting her lip, she grimaced as the coppery taste of blood filled her mouth.
Well that ruled out that, this was no dream, but this was strange. She stared at them as they stared at her with equally shocked and surprised expressions. Actually the girl seemed rather pale and looked more as if she'd seen a ghost than a normal girl… stranger and stranger.
Finally the awkward silence was broken, when the girl spoke up finally. Her voice wavered slightly, as her eyes seemed to water, "Hello, welcome to our Temple. I… I am Kagome Higarushi, I'm the temple priestess," like that hadn't been evident by the robes the girl was currently dressed in, but the woman wasn't going to say anything to the younger girl who currently looked as if she would faint. "The one with the black hair and attitude next to me is InuYasha," the girl continued, gesturing to her companion, who crossed his arms and let out a noise that suspiciously sounded like 'Feh'. His name was InuYasha… that meant dog spirit? Well that would match the person she'd seen a few moments ago in her mind.
"And the one behind you, with the red hair, is Shippo," The girl completed the introductions and the older woman had to smother a smile, Shippo could mean seven treasures, but it could also mean 'tail', now that would also suit the one she'd seen in her head, "Is there anything wrong?"
Staring at them cautiously, she nodded her understanding before speaking softly, almost timidly, which was ridicules because she'd been raised never to fear anything, but right now she was confused beyond all reason.
"…Konichiwa, I am Sango Taijiya… I thank you for your concern but I am fine, just a bit of a headache," Sango frowned lightly; her head was really hurting, the images in her head had triggered a mighty head ache. Stepping towards the exit, a bit nervously, she glanced toward the group once more, "It was a pleasure to meet you all… but I do believe I must be going now!"
With that the girl turned, and practically fled the temple grounds, her mind a whirling mass of confusion and thoughts that didn't make a bit of sense. This was all too much; she should have just stayed in with Kilala and read a book tonight. Shaking her head, she headed back towards her apartment, fed up with the excitement of the day.
Kagome and InuYasha exchanged glances as the girl practically ran away from the temple. Her name had really been Sango, even her name had remained the same… why was that? It was strange and definitely unusual, wrapping her arms around InuYasha's waist; Kagome buried her face into InuYasha shirt.
"She is alive?" was InuYasha's statement, though it sounded much like a question. Like he was puzzled, she'd died over five hundred years ago, how was it possible that she was here in this world, completely the same as she'd been back then.
"Yes, she is alive… but what about the rest of them? What about all the others we knew during that time? Are they all alive?" Kagome questioned, before the memory of her two friends promise floated through her head, "Or is this the result of their promise?"
"I don't know, love, I just don't know," InuYasha spoke, wrapping an arm around Kagome as they stood together, like the family they'd become after all those years. Watching the sight of someone who was identical to their close friend, whom had died for a cause she'd deemed worth of her death. They watched together as she fled the temple grounds, each knowing that if it was in fact truly Sango and not some trick, that she would be back, drawn in by the ancient power of the temple.
A/N: Well that was actually not that hard to write, the words just came to me all 1,829 words of this chapter. I hope they keep coming to me or else I'm gonna have to quit on this story again… review help those words come to me you know? So the more reviews I get, the faster my updates will get. coughcoughhinthintwinkwink Click the magic button below, it only takes a few seconds.
