Yeah I've decided To continue doing this for as long as I can without getting bored fast. If I don't get it out now I'll just loose interest. Hehe. Thanks to those of you who've read this and decided it's worth your time.:)
Also I'll try to go back asap and correct any spelling mistakes I've made as I noticed that I make quite a lot without my glasses.
On another note I was kinda having too much fun last night so my spelling might be a bit off. Stupid hangover!
On with the show!
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Souta couldn't believe it, this was too much for him. He was a bit saddened by this turn of events and that was what had lead him to sit in the park and sulk, all the while thinking over the situation.
Hitomi had just told him she was moving away. This wouldn't have been so bad if she was staying in Japan, but her father was accepted to a new job in Germany and now she was going to have to follow him there. She'd told Souta that it wasn't so bad and that they could still write letters and stuff, but he'd told her that he couldn't keep talking to her if she wasn't going to be there.
He told her that he'd stay her friend and everything but they had to move on. He refused to hold her back when she could make more friends there without worrying what her boyfriend in japan was thinking. He'd promptly hugged her once more and turned to walk away.
He'd had to keep telling himself that he wasn't 8 anymore and that she was just a crush. At 11 he now had a little more of an insight as to the world, the stories told by his family helping him to think about things that most 11 year olds didn't care for.
Being the top student in his percentile, he had to think about things more than most. The tasks he had to do as the class representatives weren't bad since he was still in elementary, but he still prided himself in knowing things the others didn't. Souta wasn't a snob per say, in fact he went out of his way to help others, but he did bury himself in his school work to get away from the fact that he wasn't old enough to go with Kagome.
He'd begun training to take over the shrine but that really wasn't what he wanted to do. He wanted to travel with his sister and see what she saw. He wanted to be older and o with Inuyasha on journeys and meet the small fox kit she always told him about.
He felt old, not physically but all the stress and the knowledge of things that he shouldn't know. Sighing he ran his hand over his face and thought about what he'd said to her and the reasons.
It wasn't that he'd been trying to push Hitomi away but the fact that since the arrival to his house guest he'd been sleeping less and less at night. He'd been having odd dreams. Things no 11 year old should know really. He saw a beautiful brown haired woman in his visions and he saw her fighting. He saw that same woman die as he held her. He remembered looking into a puddle of water and seeing his reflection, the person looking back wasn't him.
The nightmares had been plaguing him every night and every time he closed his eyes. He had been losing his appetite slowly but surely. He was getting dark circles under his eyes and fighting not to fall asleep doing every day tasks. He was still fighting to stay at the top of his class. He'd been hiding his condition from his mother and grandfather so he wouldn't worry them and since Tama couldn't speak anyway he didn't fear her writing a note to tel them about what he was doing.
He was spenging more time giving them the cold shoulder now than he had before. It had startled Kagome at first but he'd shrugged it off as him having to be strong so she wouldn't worry about him and continue doing what she had to in order to put the jewel back together.
Sitting there on the swing he shivered, the wind biting into him and chilling him to the bone.
"When it all falls apart," He murmured to the silent park. "Wish I was older. Not that I feel it, just that I want to look it." Frowning at the ground below him, he listened to the sounds of the city around him. He heard he honking f horns and the bells on bikes. He could hear the occasional shout but that didn't matter t him. He wanted peace.
Standing up he picked up his book bag and began to make his way out of the play place not noticing the teenager who ran into the park just in time to see his back.
"You have a wish to grow stronger, now you will live as you've always been meant to live." The black haired girl said with a smile at the boys back.
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The next day found the youngest Higurashi standing in his room, staring into a mirror. He'd been hiding there all day from the moment he'd woken up and realized something was off. At first he'd ignored that nagging feeling in his gut that told him something was wrong, sitting up and stretching in bed. Rolling his shoulder, he'd thrown his covers off and stood, popping his back and neck in the process.
Walking to his close he'd grabbed a t shirt that had been his late fathers, one his mother hadn't known he'd taken just to see if it still smelled like him. Walking over to is dresser he'd grabbed a pair of pants and began to put them on. That was when he noticed that they didn't go up all the way. Frowning he'd tried to put on another pair with the same results. Eyes narrowed he'd walked over and slid on the shirt. When it was on he'd realized that it wasn't the same as before.
Where before it was loose and baggy, now it was tight on his chest and arms. Practically growling he'd walked over to his mirror and looked at his reflection. When he saw it he'd frozen in place, a strangled sound coming from his throat.
There in front of him wasn't a small eleven year old but a tall, well built teenager. The person there didn't look like him either. Instead of dark brown eyes, the person had deep green eyes that seemed to shift to an almost black color in dispare. His back hair had been changed to a deep silver, bordering on grey. With a shiver he took note that this boy wasn't the one he associated with himself and reached up to tug at the almost colorless locks. Feeling the pain from it he knew immediately that he wasn't dreaming.
Biting his lower lip he turned on heel and quickly made his way to his closet and yanked down a bax with some mor of his fathers clothing. Grabbing a pair of pants he slid them on finding them a tad too short for his now long, muscular legs. Groaning he made his way over to his bed and sat down.
'How am I gonna explain this over night change to Mama?' He thought to himself. 'I don't even know what happened.' Head in hands he'd just stayed there and pondered this, occasionally walking over to the mirror to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. 'Damn it!' his mind hissed at him only for another voice to answer him.
You asked for this! It sneered at him. Didn't you want to be older? Well you got it! The voice continued. Look on the bright side, you'll be able to do things you couldn't before. Stuff you always wanted to do. Kaa-san always told you to be careful what you wish for.
Souta was taken aback by this new development. He'd heard of people have conscience but his was ridiculous. 'I didn't wish for this!'
Uh, yeah you did. You can't hide from me. I know you better than you do. All those times you wanted to be stronger, older. Now look. It chimed to him.
"I'm going crazy!" He'd said aloud, starting at the sound of his now deep voice. "I'm fighting with the voice in my head. The Kami must hink this is all some elaborate joke." Looking at the ceiling he scowled,"You like fucking with the people in this house don't you?" He hissed then flopped backwards and threw his arm over his eyes. Drifting in thought he didn't realize how long he stayed in his room until his mother called everyone down for diner.
'Shit!' He thought,'How can I avoid this?'
Might as well get it over with, kid. Dragging it out will just make the reactions worse. The voice, that he'd now dubbed his worse nightmare, said. In a way it made sense. If he went down and Ojii san slapped a sutra on his head he'd laugh and tell them something that would make them believe that it was him.
Sitting up quickly he slid out of his room and padded down the stairs quietly, running his hand through his moonlight hair. Stopping outside the kitchen he listened to the conversation inside. When his mother asked the other two if they'd seen him his grandfather had said no and went on to say that the youth today was a bunch of ungrateful brats who didn't listen to their elders. When Naomi cut him off she'd verbally asked Tama if she'd seen him and the ensuing silence made him think that Tama had shaken her head in the negative.
Finally Naoimi had asked the other two if she should go see what was keeping him and he made his next move. Sighing he opened the door silently,"I'm here kaa-san." He said just as his grandfather opened his mouth to speak. "I've been a bit busy, adjusting." He shrugged and moved to his spot at the table, scanning the faces of those present to gauge their reactions.
His mother was the first to speak after gathering her fallen chopsticks and closing jii sans open mouth. "S..Souta?" She stuttered, a frown crossing her aging face.
"Kaa san?" He retorted without much thought. With a blush he corrected himself. "I mean.. Yes mother?" She glanced at her as she took in his appearance.
"Souta, what happened?" She asked, fear creeping into her voice."Are you really my baby?" She had begun to pale. His answer was interrupted by the very thing he'd dreaded.
The sutra was smacked onto his forehead rather hard, leaving it stinging. That accompanied by the customary shout of 'Demon!' had him turning to glare at the old man who was standing over him. 'I didn't even see him move.' He frowned.
Peeling the paper off with a huff he balled it back up and tossed it at jii sans own forehead, watching with mild interest as it bounced off. Rubbing the spot on his head that he just knew was red, he turned back to his mother, "Now if only Kagome was home. She would have yelled at him about attacking innocent people." Shaking his head, causing his hair to catch the light and glint like it was start touched,"I still remember when he did that to Inuyasha. She didn't forgive him for days."
"Oh Souta it is you." Naomi exclaimed rushing around to hug him tight.
Blinking a few times he smiled at her when she pulled away,"At least Inubaka got pay back when he was shooting diamonds all over the place." Grinning at Naomi,"Adamant-something-or-other I think." He shook his head again.
Tama had just continued eating, the blank look on her face not showing how confused she really was.
As the night progressed Souta and the rest of the family moved to the living area and eventually he stood up and left the house, following his feet to the place the were taking him.
Standing in the darkened shack he frowned into the depths of the well. 'Why'd I come here?' He thought as he sat on the lip and stared at the shadows that seemed to be alive in the well. He never noticed that Tama had followed him and was standing against the wall next to the open door. Nor did he know hat his now blonde sister sat on the other side in the same position as he was. Tama finally walked over to him and held out her hand motioning to the well. Shaking his head he took it and swung his legs over the edge of the Tama had done the same he counted down and pushed off, tugging her behind him. The pulling sensation in his gut increasing as they fell into the darkness only to be surrounded by lights a different color than the ones Kagome experienced.
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Kagome had woken up and immediately realized her arm was healed. Grabbing her belongings she had peeked out the door and saw that Kyoko wasn't in the hut. Smiling she quickly left and ran as fast as she could towards the odd feeling in her gut. She was surprised when she actually held out for an hour before tiring. Stopping to get water she'd seen her reflection and paled. She was the exact same as that girl in her head.
Fingering the blonde locks on her head she sighed. Stranger things had happened. Quickly splashing her face and refilling her water bottle she continued running. It was sunset when she reached the well and slowed down. Walking closer to it she ran her hand over the grains of wood. Then smiling softly she'd slung her feet over the edge of the well and sat there for a while. When she pushed off she felt the magic working and opened her eyes to realize that the light wasn't pinkish purple, but a swirl of colors. Red blue and green mixing an dancing.
Blinking she saw two other people in the rift and reached out to take the hand of one, just to see if they were real. Starting she realized one was Tama and the other was a man. Her mind vaguely registered that he'd said her name, causing her to realize it was her ototou and then everything had gone black.
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None of them saw the three figures watching as they departed. They also wouldn't realize until much later that they weren't were any of them thought they'd be.
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Hey everyone! I'm Just here to say that I'm really staring to get into this. Sorry for the short chapters but I can't really type too much so to make up for it I'll try to write more chapters. Now that they're out of Tokyo guess where they're headed! Cookies for those who get it right. Okay so I will try to reinforce the airing thing cuz I need feed back.
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-Ashe.
