My Precious Gift
I'll never forget the day she entrusted me with her most precious gift. It was a day of great celebration and of great sadness. The day I held her gift in my hands, I knew there was no going back.
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Her Precious Gift
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I was six years old when Inuyasha was born.
And Inuyasha was 20 minutes old when Izayoi passed away.
I had been in the delivery room when Izayoi had given birth, and was the first to hold Inuyasha.
I still remember how she looked at me as I held him, I had never seen her cry before. She told me they were tears of great happiness, but even then I couldn't believe her words fully. I brought Inuyasha over to her, and weakly she reached out to him, held him close. I watched her whisper words of love to him before she paused and looked over at me.
"Do you remember our promise, Gome-Chan?"
I was standing beside her as she laid on the hospital bed, peering over the bars on the side."That I would protect you're most precious gift?"
"Yes, you're going to have to be a big, brave, strong girl to protect it, but I believe you're capable of doing so. Are you up to the challenge, Gome-Chan?"
"Of course!"
"Do you know what my most precious, most treasured thing is?"
"Uh… um…"
She smiled softly and patted my head. "Hold your arms out, Gome-chan."
I did as I was told, and watched with wide eyes as she placed Inuyasha back into my arms.
"M-M-Miss Izayoi-"
"Take good care of him. You look so adorable holding him."
She passed away after that.
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