Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha (to my extreme displeasure). The poem that you see at the end of every chapter is exerted from "Heritage". This is written from the point of Kagome…please R&R!!
A Quiet Rain Chapter 8- The Sun, Rain, and TearsIt was 6:45. Our very last moments. The rain slowed. I watched him. The rain slowed. The birds came out. Sun shown through the clouds.
I ran to the birds and heard him chuckle. I reached my arms out and I felt like I could do anything, even fly, when he was here. Nothing was more important. Sun shown through the clouds. The rain came back. The clock tolled 7:00. I saw him look at me sadly. I smiled at him. He gave a weak smile back. I turned back to the birds. They gathered together and flew away. They were gone.
And when I looked back, so was he. Then the rain quickened. So did my tears.
"In an old remembered way,
Rain works on me night and day."
'I love you…'
Author's Note: Now it's finished. Give me a hanky! I can't help it I get teary-eyed. I promised a sequel. Well, I promise I won't leave them separated. But, besides that, I need ideas. I won't write one if I don't get anymore reviews or emails. So R&R(E), and now for all the thankies I have said through the story:
Many thankies to Zela Accanera! She helped me think up some ideas for a sequel. Again, it's a bit of a poetically seeming fanfic, but I'll gladly take more suggestions!
Many more thankies to Yuka Hugamsuri! I forgot to mention her and Ting Wong who found the poem "Heritage" and the inspiration for this story.
Oh, more big thankies! Thanks Zepli Comasura, Jessica Furtuki, Ling Fu Sangyu, Michelle Brown, Zelin Forguttiie (hope I spelled your name right! I'm a Japanese-American, not Italian!), Georgette DeFurge (same with you Georgey! I'm not French!), Kiki Ghetto-Girl (you know who you are), Francis Green, Whitney Spelling, Quillent Pulishent, Kopo Gurenti(I don't think I got your last name right either! I really don't know Danish!), Vicko Seams, Lena Namoea, Asjio Friehs (Don't know Latvian. Are you going to kill me for it?!?!?!?!?), and everybody else I failed to mention out of stupidity. I can be a real baka sometimes.
I knew I skipped someone! It was the wonderful teacher that gave me detention and that was where I wrote this story. So, thank you Ms. Longis. Without you, this story could never have been written! ^^ A little funny I think. I didn't like being in there, but what can you say?
Hey, thankies everybody! Hope you liked it! Signing off!!
~~~Youkai Luna Sakura
and Forgetful***
