I'm so sorry! Please listen to my explanation. I'm not gonna make up any
excuses this time. I'm gonna tell it like it is. First off, for the last
3 weeks, I've been watching Inu Yasha, non-stop, and I've been obsessing
over it. I just didn't feel like writing. I couldn't concentrate on
anything but Inu Yasha. I think my friends were ready to hurt me. I got a
few more completely obsessed like I was. I'm actually obsessed with a
certain houshi from the show. If you wanna guess who, for those who have
seen Inu Yasha, then go for it.
95 episodes! I have 95! Ha! I rule! Thank you Jenny and Charissa^.^ You guys rule! Even though you're not reading this right now and probably never will.
I took the 'What Inu Yasha character are you?' test, and I got.I'm not telling you :p You have to guess^.^ GUESS! I really am sorry about this. I got way more reviews than I thought I would. Thank you for being so patient with me.
Disclaimer: See first chapter.
-...I Guess Sometimes the Past...-
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It was late at night and everyone was sleeping. Bit was still on the couch in Mrs. Hachet's living room. He didn't move from that spot, but he was lying down now. He had finally fallen asleep. They didn't want to move him from where he was, so Leena decided to stay at the old woman's house as well. Everyone else went back to Clark's house to sleep. Leena was staying in the guest bedroom, but she wasn't asleep yet. She was staring at her ceiling, thinking.
'Bit, please be all right. I know this must be hard.' Leena rolled over to her side and looked at the digital clock on the bed stand. 'It's only midnight. I thought it was at least 2:00 by now.' She closed her eyes, hoping to fall asleep, but she already knew that sleep would not come easy. Tomorrow was the day. It was the anniversary of the death of Bit's parents. Zane was going to attack...and this time; he wouldn't leave any of them alive.
******
It was pitch black and quiet. Bit stood in the middle, as still as a person could be. Even in his dreams, he was still having a hard time accepting what he had been told. He was just waiting now. He wanted to talk to his sub conscious. He must be suffering too, or so Bit thought. A sudden gust of wind signaled the presence of another.
"Whatcha doing?" asked the familiar cocky voice. Bit turned around, his head down. He wasn't going to meet his sub's gaze.
"I guess you know," said Bit, his voice lacking in the usual confidence it often had. The sub just smiled.
"Of course." Bit looked up in shock. His sub was acting as if this was no big deal. He even had that cocky smile on his face. His eyes held a certain amusement, as if he weren't telling everything he knew.
"How can you be like that?" asked Bit, the shock evident in his voice.
"Be like what?" There it was again. That cocky attitude and smile that made Bit irritated. He just couldn't believe how calm his sub was. Wasn't his sub conscious a part of him?
"Stop it!" yelled Bit out of frustration. "This is a big thing! How can you act like this?"
"It's easy."
"How!?"
"Because I already knew."
"What?"
"I know what you're thinking right now. You want to know why. You want to know why this happened and why Zane hates you so much."
"How can you know if I didn't know? You're me...aren't you?"
"That I am."
"Then how?"
"..."
"How is it that you can remember things that I can't? How did you remember Zane? How can you possibly know why he did it?"
"..."
"Answer me." Bit had a stern look on his face. His sub dropped the grin, his face blank and almost empty of all emotions.
"...Do not limit memory to just one individual's experiences from birth. That is only the surface. Every life born into this world requires a parent. And that parent also requires a parent. Life is connected, one to another. If you trace the root of all life, there exists one source. The same can be said for memory. All life constitutes an intelligence that holds memory beyond experience. Memory is not isolated within individuals. It is an accumulation of generations of memories that continues to evolve. You can say that memory and evolution go hand in hand. But most life- forms do not understand the true nature of memories, which explains why most memories never cross paths." Bit was silent as he let this soak in. His sub lost all humor and was now staring at him, his expression blank.
"What will I find?" asked Bit. His sub cocked his head, unsure as to what Bit meant. "What will I find if I trace back our roots?"
"...You'll find the answers you're looking for. Do you want to see it?"
"See what?"
"Your brother's life. Do you want to see why it is that Zane hates you so?"
"...Yes." The sub closed his eyes.
"Very well," he said, a small smile tugging at his lips. Then, both he and Bit disappeared from the darkness, which was replaced by the scene of New Hope. It was dark out and the small town houses were mostly dark as well, since it was late. At one house, two men in gray uniforms stood at the door. In the doorway, facing them, stood Bit's parents. They looked much younger than Bit remembered them. They were only about 17 at this time. They seemed to be talking. His parents both nodded their heads and went back in. Not long after, they came back out, bags in their hands. The mother held onto a small boy, no more than a month old or so. They followed the men down the street and away from the city.
The scene changed again, revealing another city. The skyscrapers stretched towards the sky, which was gray with clouds and the black of night. Rain was pouring down, drenching the city in crystalline drops. Three figures moved through the alleys. They wore cloaks to conceal their images. They stopped near a door to one of the buildings. The smallest of the figures stood by the door, the others facing him. He pulled off his cloak hood and looked at the two in front of him. They did the same, revealing Bit's parents.
"Why?" asked the child. He had brown and blond streaked hair, kept in spikes. His deep blue eyes looked sad, as if they would soon burst with tears. He was only 7 years old.
"I'm sorry, Zane," said the father. The mother looked as though she would cry. "It's just too dangerous now. You'd be better off staying here. We don't want anything to happen to you."
"But..."
"No buts, son. Goodbye, Zane." The two figures turned and walked away, leaving the boy standing in the rain. The door eventually opened to the building, and he was taken in.
Again the scene changed. This time, the scene was of New Hope city again. The town houses were as nice as ever. 9 years had passed since the day Zane was left in the rain. Zane was now 16 and he wandered the streets of New Hope. His hair and eyes hadn't changed much since he was 7. He walked up to a house. It was the house he had lived in for the first month of his life. He looked through the window. In the house, there were three people: two parents and a little boy with blond hair and sea green eyes. He looked about 8 or so. Zane looked at the house. It wasn't familiar to him, but he knew very well who the people inside of it were. He smiled to himself and walked to the door. He rang the doorbell and then waited. The door eventually opened and his father stood in the doorway.
"Hi, can I help you?" he asked. Zane just smiled.
"It's me," he said happily. His father cocked his head, confusion clouding his features.
"Do I know you?"
"What? It's me, Zane, your son." His father gave him a blank look.
"Excuse me?"
"Dad, it's me, Zane. I'm your son." His father then smiled.
"I'm sorry, you must be mistaken. I only have one son. His name is Bit." Zane stared at his father in disbelief.
"What?"
"You must have the wrong house. Bye."
"W-wait!" But he was too late. The door was already closed. Zane somberly walked over to the window. He looked in at the happy family. He looked at Bit, his baby brother. He gritted his teeth.
"This is your fault!" he screamed at the image. "You took them away from me! You took everything from me. I hate you!" His angered smile turned into a smirk. "I know how to fix this. I'll get you back, Bit. I'll kill you for taking them away from me. I'll kill you, Bit."
The scene faded, being replaced with the darkness again. Both Bits soon returned to the darkness. The sub looked pleased, but Bit had a very shocked look on his face.
"Do you understand now?" asked the sub. Bit didn't say anything for a while. He still needed to fully take in the information he had been given.
"Is that...really how it was?"
"Yes. And because he failed to kill you that night, he decided that he'd much rather see you suffer. He never planned on you having amnesia afterwards, but it turned out to be to his advantage."
"He hates me because I took mom and dad from him."
"Exactly."
"I had no idea."
"Sure you did."
"What?"
"Don't you remember what I told you? You just saw his memories through his interpretation. It was there all along. In every mind, the memories of everyone who ever existed are stored. No one is ever able to realize this, so it's hard to unlock memories. If we could, there would be no secrets between people, but perhaps humans aren't meant to know such things. However, now that you understand your brother's reasons, what are you going to do?"
"I'm not sure. What should I do?"
"I'm afraid I can't tell you that."
"What?"
"I know about the past, not the future. You have to decide that for yourself. But let me tell you this. Don't go easy on him just because he's your brother, because he won't be going easy on you." The sub gave a large smile. "Good luck Bit. And goodbye." The sub faded from the scene and Bit was left alone with his thoughts, but for some reason, he felt as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
******
Leena decided to get out of bed. She couldn't sleep, so she exited her room and went down the stairs to the living room. When she got there, Bit was sitting on the couch, his back to her. Leena sighed and walked over to him.
"Bit?" she asked quietly. She was surprised when he turned to look at her, a small smile playing on his face.
"Hi Leena," said Bit. Leena was still shocked. A few hours ago, he wasn't even talking. Now, he had a smile on his face.
"Bit, are you alright?"
"Yeah," he said quietly.
"You sure? I mean, these last few days have been really hard on you."
"These past few weeks have been hard."
"I'll agree with that."
"Hey Leena? Come sit down." Bit moved aside and Leena sat down next to him. "What are you doing up?"
"I couldn't sleep."
"Why not?"
"Because I was worried about you."
"Really?"
"Yeah." They were quiet for a while; both indulged in their own thoughts.
"I think I'm ready," said Bit.
"For what?"
"To face Zane."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. We'll all face him together and we'll win. We can't lose to a guy like him. I have too much left to live for to give up now. I won't be beaten." Leena smiled a weak smile and leaned against Bit. Bit just smiled and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. They both eventually drifted off to sleep, a simple, and peaceful, sleep.
******
The next day came around quickly. Bit and Leena awoke before dawn to head back to Clark's house. Soon enough, everyone was up and they began to gather their belongings. Bags were being packed and food was being gathered. Lance and Clark were just coming back from the hospital on a visit to see Karry. When they walked through the door, everyone smiled. Lance had a slight blush on his face and Clark wore a sly smile. They all knew what had happened at the hospital.
Soon enough, everything was done. They had all their stuff. All they needed to do was get their zoids from the shop. They all walked out the door, together. Clark stood in the doorway to see them off. They all waved as they walked down the street. The familiar townhouses of New Hope soon disappeared from sight and they were all on their own again.
They walked off to go meet their fate. This was the deciding factor. If they could beat Zane, then this whole thing would just blow over. They could go back to their normal lives and be happy again, but this incident would never be forgotten. They eventually arrived at the shop and picked up their zoids. They got in and took off, heading towards an unknown future. Everyone has the ability to choose their own destiny, but together, they would decide their future.
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I've been wanting to write this chapter for a long time, and I mean a LONG time. I took the whole memory thing from a theory in FF9, cause it just sounded too cool. That little saying actually inspired over half of this fic.
Only one chapie left, and it's gonna be a long one, I can guarantee it. There may be an epilogue, unless I combine it with the last chapter. I guess it just depends.
INU YASHA!!! I'm sorry, but I'm totally out of it. That's all I've been thinking about. I love the show. If anyone wants to talk about it with me, feel free to email me. Which reminds me, I have a question for those of you who know about the show. I wanna write a fic for Inu Yasha, but I'm not sure if I should or not. Email me if you wanna hear about it, but it will be a romance. Of this, I am certain. And considering who my fave character is, you can kinda guess what I'm shooting for. Anyway, thanks for reading, and REVIEW!
That's all^.^
Thanks for my 23 reviews.
You know, I really did die within these last few weeks, but I was reborn as an Inu Yasha freak. Oh yeah, I'm gonna write a poem called 'Tear Stained' and I'd appreciate it if you guys would read it once I finish it.
Audi^.^
95 episodes! I have 95! Ha! I rule! Thank you Jenny and Charissa^.^ You guys rule! Even though you're not reading this right now and probably never will.
I took the 'What Inu Yasha character are you?' test, and I got.I'm not telling you :p You have to guess^.^ GUESS! I really am sorry about this. I got way more reviews than I thought I would. Thank you for being so patient with me.
Disclaimer: See first chapter.
-...I Guess Sometimes the Past...-
**************************************************************************** ********************
It was late at night and everyone was sleeping. Bit was still on the couch in Mrs. Hachet's living room. He didn't move from that spot, but he was lying down now. He had finally fallen asleep. They didn't want to move him from where he was, so Leena decided to stay at the old woman's house as well. Everyone else went back to Clark's house to sleep. Leena was staying in the guest bedroom, but she wasn't asleep yet. She was staring at her ceiling, thinking.
'Bit, please be all right. I know this must be hard.' Leena rolled over to her side and looked at the digital clock on the bed stand. 'It's only midnight. I thought it was at least 2:00 by now.' She closed her eyes, hoping to fall asleep, but she already knew that sleep would not come easy. Tomorrow was the day. It was the anniversary of the death of Bit's parents. Zane was going to attack...and this time; he wouldn't leave any of them alive.
******
It was pitch black and quiet. Bit stood in the middle, as still as a person could be. Even in his dreams, he was still having a hard time accepting what he had been told. He was just waiting now. He wanted to talk to his sub conscious. He must be suffering too, or so Bit thought. A sudden gust of wind signaled the presence of another.
"Whatcha doing?" asked the familiar cocky voice. Bit turned around, his head down. He wasn't going to meet his sub's gaze.
"I guess you know," said Bit, his voice lacking in the usual confidence it often had. The sub just smiled.
"Of course." Bit looked up in shock. His sub was acting as if this was no big deal. He even had that cocky smile on his face. His eyes held a certain amusement, as if he weren't telling everything he knew.
"How can you be like that?" asked Bit, the shock evident in his voice.
"Be like what?" There it was again. That cocky attitude and smile that made Bit irritated. He just couldn't believe how calm his sub was. Wasn't his sub conscious a part of him?
"Stop it!" yelled Bit out of frustration. "This is a big thing! How can you act like this?"
"It's easy."
"How!?"
"Because I already knew."
"What?"
"I know what you're thinking right now. You want to know why. You want to know why this happened and why Zane hates you so much."
"How can you know if I didn't know? You're me...aren't you?"
"That I am."
"Then how?"
"..."
"How is it that you can remember things that I can't? How did you remember Zane? How can you possibly know why he did it?"
"..."
"Answer me." Bit had a stern look on his face. His sub dropped the grin, his face blank and almost empty of all emotions.
"...Do not limit memory to just one individual's experiences from birth. That is only the surface. Every life born into this world requires a parent. And that parent also requires a parent. Life is connected, one to another. If you trace the root of all life, there exists one source. The same can be said for memory. All life constitutes an intelligence that holds memory beyond experience. Memory is not isolated within individuals. It is an accumulation of generations of memories that continues to evolve. You can say that memory and evolution go hand in hand. But most life- forms do not understand the true nature of memories, which explains why most memories never cross paths." Bit was silent as he let this soak in. His sub lost all humor and was now staring at him, his expression blank.
"What will I find?" asked Bit. His sub cocked his head, unsure as to what Bit meant. "What will I find if I trace back our roots?"
"...You'll find the answers you're looking for. Do you want to see it?"
"See what?"
"Your brother's life. Do you want to see why it is that Zane hates you so?"
"...Yes." The sub closed his eyes.
"Very well," he said, a small smile tugging at his lips. Then, both he and Bit disappeared from the darkness, which was replaced by the scene of New Hope. It was dark out and the small town houses were mostly dark as well, since it was late. At one house, two men in gray uniforms stood at the door. In the doorway, facing them, stood Bit's parents. They looked much younger than Bit remembered them. They were only about 17 at this time. They seemed to be talking. His parents both nodded their heads and went back in. Not long after, they came back out, bags in their hands. The mother held onto a small boy, no more than a month old or so. They followed the men down the street and away from the city.
The scene changed again, revealing another city. The skyscrapers stretched towards the sky, which was gray with clouds and the black of night. Rain was pouring down, drenching the city in crystalline drops. Three figures moved through the alleys. They wore cloaks to conceal their images. They stopped near a door to one of the buildings. The smallest of the figures stood by the door, the others facing him. He pulled off his cloak hood and looked at the two in front of him. They did the same, revealing Bit's parents.
"Why?" asked the child. He had brown and blond streaked hair, kept in spikes. His deep blue eyes looked sad, as if they would soon burst with tears. He was only 7 years old.
"I'm sorry, Zane," said the father. The mother looked as though she would cry. "It's just too dangerous now. You'd be better off staying here. We don't want anything to happen to you."
"But..."
"No buts, son. Goodbye, Zane." The two figures turned and walked away, leaving the boy standing in the rain. The door eventually opened to the building, and he was taken in.
Again the scene changed. This time, the scene was of New Hope city again. The town houses were as nice as ever. 9 years had passed since the day Zane was left in the rain. Zane was now 16 and he wandered the streets of New Hope. His hair and eyes hadn't changed much since he was 7. He walked up to a house. It was the house he had lived in for the first month of his life. He looked through the window. In the house, there were three people: two parents and a little boy with blond hair and sea green eyes. He looked about 8 or so. Zane looked at the house. It wasn't familiar to him, but he knew very well who the people inside of it were. He smiled to himself and walked to the door. He rang the doorbell and then waited. The door eventually opened and his father stood in the doorway.
"Hi, can I help you?" he asked. Zane just smiled.
"It's me," he said happily. His father cocked his head, confusion clouding his features.
"Do I know you?"
"What? It's me, Zane, your son." His father gave him a blank look.
"Excuse me?"
"Dad, it's me, Zane. I'm your son." His father then smiled.
"I'm sorry, you must be mistaken. I only have one son. His name is Bit." Zane stared at his father in disbelief.
"What?"
"You must have the wrong house. Bye."
"W-wait!" But he was too late. The door was already closed. Zane somberly walked over to the window. He looked in at the happy family. He looked at Bit, his baby brother. He gritted his teeth.
"This is your fault!" he screamed at the image. "You took them away from me! You took everything from me. I hate you!" His angered smile turned into a smirk. "I know how to fix this. I'll get you back, Bit. I'll kill you for taking them away from me. I'll kill you, Bit."
The scene faded, being replaced with the darkness again. Both Bits soon returned to the darkness. The sub looked pleased, but Bit had a very shocked look on his face.
"Do you understand now?" asked the sub. Bit didn't say anything for a while. He still needed to fully take in the information he had been given.
"Is that...really how it was?"
"Yes. And because he failed to kill you that night, he decided that he'd much rather see you suffer. He never planned on you having amnesia afterwards, but it turned out to be to his advantage."
"He hates me because I took mom and dad from him."
"Exactly."
"I had no idea."
"Sure you did."
"What?"
"Don't you remember what I told you? You just saw his memories through his interpretation. It was there all along. In every mind, the memories of everyone who ever existed are stored. No one is ever able to realize this, so it's hard to unlock memories. If we could, there would be no secrets between people, but perhaps humans aren't meant to know such things. However, now that you understand your brother's reasons, what are you going to do?"
"I'm not sure. What should I do?"
"I'm afraid I can't tell you that."
"What?"
"I know about the past, not the future. You have to decide that for yourself. But let me tell you this. Don't go easy on him just because he's your brother, because he won't be going easy on you." The sub gave a large smile. "Good luck Bit. And goodbye." The sub faded from the scene and Bit was left alone with his thoughts, but for some reason, he felt as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
******
Leena decided to get out of bed. She couldn't sleep, so she exited her room and went down the stairs to the living room. When she got there, Bit was sitting on the couch, his back to her. Leena sighed and walked over to him.
"Bit?" she asked quietly. She was surprised when he turned to look at her, a small smile playing on his face.
"Hi Leena," said Bit. Leena was still shocked. A few hours ago, he wasn't even talking. Now, he had a smile on his face.
"Bit, are you alright?"
"Yeah," he said quietly.
"You sure? I mean, these last few days have been really hard on you."
"These past few weeks have been hard."
"I'll agree with that."
"Hey Leena? Come sit down." Bit moved aside and Leena sat down next to him. "What are you doing up?"
"I couldn't sleep."
"Why not?"
"Because I was worried about you."
"Really?"
"Yeah." They were quiet for a while; both indulged in their own thoughts.
"I think I'm ready," said Bit.
"For what?"
"To face Zane."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. We'll all face him together and we'll win. We can't lose to a guy like him. I have too much left to live for to give up now. I won't be beaten." Leena smiled a weak smile and leaned against Bit. Bit just smiled and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. They both eventually drifted off to sleep, a simple, and peaceful, sleep.
******
The next day came around quickly. Bit and Leena awoke before dawn to head back to Clark's house. Soon enough, everyone was up and they began to gather their belongings. Bags were being packed and food was being gathered. Lance and Clark were just coming back from the hospital on a visit to see Karry. When they walked through the door, everyone smiled. Lance had a slight blush on his face and Clark wore a sly smile. They all knew what had happened at the hospital.
Soon enough, everything was done. They had all their stuff. All they needed to do was get their zoids from the shop. They all walked out the door, together. Clark stood in the doorway to see them off. They all waved as they walked down the street. The familiar townhouses of New Hope soon disappeared from sight and they were all on their own again.
They walked off to go meet their fate. This was the deciding factor. If they could beat Zane, then this whole thing would just blow over. They could go back to their normal lives and be happy again, but this incident would never be forgotten. They eventually arrived at the shop and picked up their zoids. They got in and took off, heading towards an unknown future. Everyone has the ability to choose their own destiny, but together, they would decide their future.
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I've been wanting to write this chapter for a long time, and I mean a LONG time. I took the whole memory thing from a theory in FF9, cause it just sounded too cool. That little saying actually inspired over half of this fic.
Only one chapie left, and it's gonna be a long one, I can guarantee it. There may be an epilogue, unless I combine it with the last chapter. I guess it just depends.
INU YASHA!!! I'm sorry, but I'm totally out of it. That's all I've been thinking about. I love the show. If anyone wants to talk about it with me, feel free to email me. Which reminds me, I have a question for those of you who know about the show. I wanna write a fic for Inu Yasha, but I'm not sure if I should or not. Email me if you wanna hear about it, but it will be a romance. Of this, I am certain. And considering who my fave character is, you can kinda guess what I'm shooting for. Anyway, thanks for reading, and REVIEW!
That's all^.^
Thanks for my 23 reviews.
You know, I really did die within these last few weeks, but I was reborn as an Inu Yasha freak. Oh yeah, I'm gonna write a poem called 'Tear Stained' and I'd appreciate it if you guys would read it once I finish it.
Audi^.^
