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Sorry I have been gone for awhile and it is sad to say but my schedule will continue to be sporadic at best. College is harder than I thought it was and I am having a hard time balancing studying, club activities, work and writing.
Well I hope you like this chapter. Oh and I don't have a beta so for the grammar Nazis out there sorry for the bad grammar.
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Excerpt from the Story of the Wilted Black Rose…
Now that I look back I realize that not once in my life have I ever fought for myself. I have always fought for others my little brother, my friends, my husband, my ex sister-in-law but never for myself. It was when all the strings that tied me to that world of light was cut and I fell in to the pit of darkness at that precise moment I realized my true nature.
I was nothing more than a ghost made real momentarily by the need to protect. I was an silent observer someone whom would not be missed or thought of once I disappeared from this world. I tried time and time again to eradicate my existence. I tried to erase nearly everything that indicates that I was here.
Everything but the very novel that you are reading.
But time and time again I have failed. Maybe the gods hate me. Maybe this fates cruel joke. People die every day but as days pass me by I am never counted amongst the dead. I can only be counted as one of the barely living. Someone please come kill me. I have always prayed that today would be the day that I would feel my last heartbeat, that today would be the day that I take my last breathe. But I always wake up to see another sunrise.
I wonder why that is?
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It has been two months.
One month and not a word have slipped past her lips since the heart wrenching song she sung in the hospital. She ate, she slept and sometimes she wrote but little to no sound escaped past her lips. She had fought viciously when anyone tried to take her to their home. Souta had her sedated and brought her to his house warning Hitomi against doing anything to harm his very fragile sister. What no one planned was the violent outburst that caused the entirety of Souta's basement to lay in ruin. When Inuyasha tried to speak to her to see if she would talk she had slapped him sending them all in to a tailspin of shock. Kagome had never raised her hands to none of them no matter how each and every one of them deserves it. After that incident she stayed with Sango and Miroku and still without a sound she slipped out of their home not to be seen again for two weeks.
After Kagome performance in the hospital no one has heard or seen Sesshoumaru. They were all curious about his impromptu miracle but honestly no one but Rin cared about the males whereabouts until Kagome went missing. They wondered if maybe the youkai had taken her somewhere or maybe even killed her himself and buried her. While the last theory was shrouded with skepticism no one completely discounted it. Miroku had suggested that maybe they should simply wait uuntil she returned home. Since his was the only presence she tolerated he had spent a lot of time in her presence. She had not shown any suicidal tendencies. Besides he knew that Kagome would keep her promise to Souta and Inuyasha and will not die by her own that promise may not stop her from seeking out someone else willing to do the job for her. She certainly had enough money to do so.
"Sesshoumaru?" Sango asked as she opened her door looking up at the male in shock. She had never seen him without his concealment spell on and honestly she had forgotten that he was a youkai.
Excerpt from The Story of The Wilted Black Rose
Maru was the epitome of beauty. His hair reminded me of moonlight and his reminded me of the burning sun. His wonderful markings that I would have liked nothing more than to touch tempted me lured me and stirred something deep in my heart.
But he would never let me touch him. He was so deeply ashamed of himself that I had only saw him like this once. Just like the fact Maru did not know my past I did not truly know him. He was like a lake that you was banned from entering. You will always look at the beautiful surface of the water as it quietly reflects the constantly clear blue sky but there are things underneath the surface… things that I will never be allowed to understand. But I guess I was like that to him too. Never once did I speak about the past or myself. To him my scars were from simple childhood mishaps. Fitting my clumsy yet bubbly persona I put up for him.
I became someone I was not for the simple reason that I wanted him to love me. The romantic in me wants to believe that Maru wanted to hide himself from me because he loved me too.
To hold to my sanity I have to believe that somewhere in the forbidden deapth of his heart lays some sort of love for me.
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Once they reassured themselves that Sesshoumaru had no idea where Kagome was they informed of the situation. They told him of Kagome's odd behavior over the last few months. How the only emotion she seemed to be able to exhibit is violent anger. Everyone knew of her tendency to drink herself under the table when under great duress. A drunken Kagome was brash, gloomy, poetic, highly sarcastic, and crude. Sesshoumaru briefly wondered if maybe if maybe if the only time he saw who his wife really was when she drunk. He closed her eyes remembering the time he first met her. Her eyes blurred from intoxication a manically happy smile gracing her face. Her body was trembling from both fear and excitement. He wondered how she would react when he informed her that the reason he stopped her from committing suicide was simply childish jealous. He was jealous that she had the ability to make such decisions.
"I'll find her." Sesshoumaru said simply standing up surprising them all.
"No." Souta Inuyasha,and Sango said at the same time both standing up about to block the youkai from looking for the fragile Kagome. Sesshoumaru gave them an haughty smile looking at their angry faces with something akin to amusement.
"Do you think you can stop this Sesshoumaru? If I wish to find the miko I will find her?" With that he left leaving them all dumbfounded. The first person to react was Inuyasha whom quickly threw off his concealment spell and ran out the door followed by a worried Souta and Sango.
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