Where the Moon Meets the Sun

by Aika-Yukiko

This was not what he expected. Yet how could he have expected anything other than the unexpected when it came to her? A single night of the forbidden had them both wishing for more, but what if more could cost you everything you have ever loved? Will they risk it in order to find happiness? Or will they bow down to the pressures of responsibilities, wondering what if? Sess/Kag

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: This is a blanket disclaimer for this and all future chapters: Inuyasha and all it's characters are all property of the wonderful Rumiko Takahashi, I only aim to play out my own fantasies with her amazing creations!

Authors Note: This is my very first FanFiction and I would greatly appreciate any and all feedback. The preface (which I wrote while listening to a song I cannot remember) is oddly enough what inspired me to write this fanfiction, even though I am not yet sure how it will turn out.

The chapters are cut up into small pieces, sometimes they change POV, hopefully that is not too confusing. If you have any suggestions, comments or concerns, please feel free to PM me or leave it in a review :) Thank you for reading my little fantasy! - Aika

Where the Moon Meets the Sun

Release

Sweet release.

The only time the pain goes away. The only time I don't think about you. I set the glass down, waiting for the warmth that the drink offered to take full effect, lulling me to sleep. The warmth you no longer give me.

How did it come to this? The question that is forever on my mind. I look and look into our past, think about all the things I did wrong, but it doesn't equal to this pain. To this void of missing you. I pour myself another glass of courage; it's going to be one of those nights. The searing pain of my poison of choice coats the back of my throat and spreads out; giving me just enough life to take off my shoes before I collapse onto the bed. Our bed. I sigh, placing my arm over my eyes, begging the blinding light the moon offered to go away, to give me some peace, some solace in my own room. The tears spill out before I can give them reason. They always do. I no longer try to stop them. I no longer question it. I simply go through it, waiting for them to stop, though they seldom do.

I can feel the drink taking effect. My consciousness tries to keep all thoughts of you at bay, but I know… I know that I will dream of you, I always do. No matter how much I drink, how much I cry, or how much I keep you from my thoughts. You always visit me in my dreams. Are you angry with me? Is this your final revenge? No. It can't be. Because only in my dreams do I find my peace, only in them can I be with you, only in them can I be happy. Dreaming is not the torture. Living is. So why do I live? Why do I keep torturing myself, when you call to me so sweetly?

These are always my thoughts before I drift off to be with you in our very own dream land

A/N: This is set after the story starts, the story really begins in the next chapter! :)