(:Disclaimer:) I do not own Inu Yasha. He owns me.
(:A.N:) Wow, I really liked last chapter. I wonder if any of you can predict the future of this story? (I can't lol) Anyways, I am very happy with this story (over 20,000 words, yipee!) and I am trying to make it as enjoyable as possible. I hope you like it as much as I do!
Haunting Me in Dreams
Chapter Fifteen : Ghost
By : Feng Shui Goddess
I stared at the woman in front of me, who was peacefully rocking back and forth in the old rocking chair in the corner. The morning sun reflected off her midnight black hair, and she stared at me with her lively violet eyes. She was dressed in a purple silk kimono, the same one she had been wearing when she died. Her thick pink lips curled up into a beautiful smile. "Inu Yasha... What would you like to do today?" she asked, as if this was the way it had always been. I stared at her with disbelief in my eyes, not knowing if I should believe what I saw or not. "Okaasan... But... But you're dead... How... Why are you here?" I asked in sheer terror and happiness. I didn't know what to feel, or what to believe. I slowly stood up, and walked over to my mother. "I've missed you, my son. I just came by to say hello," she explained as if things of this nature happened everyday. "But... You're not supposed to be here, Okaasan! You've died... I burned your courpse myself. Look! Look out that window, your grave is right there!" I pointed out the window, where the grave was. ...Only the grave wasn't there. I reached down to where the wound in my stomach was, only to find it gone. "Where are we?" I asked, terror filled. "We are in our home just as I remembered it when I died. Our surroundings are only an illusion," she explained. I looked down at the bed I had just been laying in, to find that there was black ink and rice paper spread on either side of the bed. The same things that she had used to write her death note with. We truly were in an illusion, an illusion I wished I was not in. "Inu Yasha, why aren't you with your father?" Mother asked. "Because he no longer wants my presence," I explained with sorrow in my voice. "So you've been alone since I died?" I nodded, and walked up to my mother. "I am seeking revenge for your death," I explained. "Revenge? I died because of an illness, and you cannot seek revenge on an illness," she said. Apparently she was not aware that there had been poison in the vail she had drank from. "Mother, Father killed you. The herbal medicine he said he was giving to you was really poison," I explained, sorrow overwhelming me. Mother did not seem to mind the truth. "I see, so he has moved on from my death already?" I nodded, hating to be the bearer of such bad news. "It's alright though, Mother. I'll love you forever," I said, placing my hand on her face. Her skin felt cold to the touch, not warm and soft as it had been while she was alive. When I looked closely at her, I noticed that she looked a little bit older, and age worn.
She pulled me closer to her, and embraced me in her arms. I could feel her tears fall onto my shoulder, and I could feel her overwhelming sorrow. "I'm so sorry that I left you all alone that day," I said, "it's all my fault... I'm so sorry." She looked right into my eyes, "it's not your fault, Inu Yasha. Don't you ever think that. My time was drawing shorter and shorter... Even if Minoku did not poison me, I was sure to pass on in less than a month. When I died, I was so weak. I couldin't move, and I couldin't breathe easily... I was useless. Perhaps it was better that I died when I did." I sighed, "but... We could of at least have had a little more time together... Your death was so sudden. I just left for the well, and then just as I was finishing cleaning, Father approached me and told me that you had died... I didn't believe it, not at all. I had just seen your face less than an hour before... I couldin't believe it... And when I returned home, there you were, lying in your bed. At first I thought that you were sleeping... But I couldin't hear your heart... And I just..." With that, I started crying along with Mother. I wished that she and I could stay like this together, in eachother's comforting embrace... "Mother, when do you have to leave?" I asked. "I'm afraid that I cannot stay much longer, because of how much energy it takes up to create this type of world." I wished that she could stay for another few days... There was so much I wanted to tell her about, and so many things that had changed in the past week. My life had been flipped upside down, and my world had completely changed. "I'm going to miss you when you leave... more than ever," I said. She sadly smiled, "I know... But perhaps I can see you again like this, okay? Never give up hope, Inu Yasha. Promise me that you'll never give up, no matter what. I know that life can seem hard and unfair sometimes, but if you keep the light in your heart strong, you can make it through anything. Someday, Inu Yasha, you'll find happiness... I know it."
With that, she disappeared. In my mind I tried to understand what happened, but I couldin't. Was that just a dream? If couldin't have been... I held her and she held me. Dreams aren't that real. I looked down to discover that my kimono was still soaked in blood, and the wound in my stomach had almost healed. I slowly walked over to the window in Mother's room, to find that her grave had appeared once more. The rice paper and ink had disappeared from beside her bed... Everything was back to normal. I left Mother's room and went into the main room in the house. The contents of my bag were spilled out all over the floor, as I had done last night. I sighed, 'I must get revenge now, no matter what. I felt her sorrow as I told her the truth, even if she tried to hide it.' I reached up and touched the shoulder that she had cried on, and I could still feel the wetness of her tears. I knew that I had to act fast before Kyozame became too powerful from the Shikon no Tama. Before I could defeat him, though, I would need a sword. 'That way, when you have access to his heart, you can act quickly,' I thought to myself. I remembered about a sword that Father kept in the house, in his old room. I entered his room, and his smell lingered everywhere. I let out a growl, hating to be in a place that reminded me so much of him. Walking around the room, I found the sword in the corner of his room, between his dresser and the wall. I picked it up, and removed the sheath from the blade. It seemed to be pretty new, and in good shape. It had a double bladed edge and a very sharp point. I ran my finger over the blade ever so lightly to test how sharp it was. It easily cut my skin. I smiled, and placed the sword back in it's sheath. I was going to get the Shikon no Tama... And I was going to get my revenge... No matter what.
(:A.N:) Wow, this was a weird chapter, wasn't it? I like it, though, and I think it shows how Hotaru really felt inside. The next chapter will go back to Inu's quest (This chapter was sort of off topic ^ ^) Anyways, that's it for chapter 15, and keep an eye out for updates! Thank you for reading and please review! -Mae-
(:A.N:) Wow, I really liked last chapter. I wonder if any of you can predict the future of this story? (I can't lol) Anyways, I am very happy with this story (over 20,000 words, yipee!) and I am trying to make it as enjoyable as possible. I hope you like it as much as I do!
Haunting Me in Dreams
Chapter Fifteen : Ghost
By : Feng Shui Goddess
I stared at the woman in front of me, who was peacefully rocking back and forth in the old rocking chair in the corner. The morning sun reflected off her midnight black hair, and she stared at me with her lively violet eyes. She was dressed in a purple silk kimono, the same one she had been wearing when she died. Her thick pink lips curled up into a beautiful smile. "Inu Yasha... What would you like to do today?" she asked, as if this was the way it had always been. I stared at her with disbelief in my eyes, not knowing if I should believe what I saw or not. "Okaasan... But... But you're dead... How... Why are you here?" I asked in sheer terror and happiness. I didn't know what to feel, or what to believe. I slowly stood up, and walked over to my mother. "I've missed you, my son. I just came by to say hello," she explained as if things of this nature happened everyday. "But... You're not supposed to be here, Okaasan! You've died... I burned your courpse myself. Look! Look out that window, your grave is right there!" I pointed out the window, where the grave was. ...Only the grave wasn't there. I reached down to where the wound in my stomach was, only to find it gone. "Where are we?" I asked, terror filled. "We are in our home just as I remembered it when I died. Our surroundings are only an illusion," she explained. I looked down at the bed I had just been laying in, to find that there was black ink and rice paper spread on either side of the bed. The same things that she had used to write her death note with. We truly were in an illusion, an illusion I wished I was not in. "Inu Yasha, why aren't you with your father?" Mother asked. "Because he no longer wants my presence," I explained with sorrow in my voice. "So you've been alone since I died?" I nodded, and walked up to my mother. "I am seeking revenge for your death," I explained. "Revenge? I died because of an illness, and you cannot seek revenge on an illness," she said. Apparently she was not aware that there had been poison in the vail she had drank from. "Mother, Father killed you. The herbal medicine he said he was giving to you was really poison," I explained, sorrow overwhelming me. Mother did not seem to mind the truth. "I see, so he has moved on from my death already?" I nodded, hating to be the bearer of such bad news. "It's alright though, Mother. I'll love you forever," I said, placing my hand on her face. Her skin felt cold to the touch, not warm and soft as it had been while she was alive. When I looked closely at her, I noticed that she looked a little bit older, and age worn.
She pulled me closer to her, and embraced me in her arms. I could feel her tears fall onto my shoulder, and I could feel her overwhelming sorrow. "I'm so sorry that I left you all alone that day," I said, "it's all my fault... I'm so sorry." She looked right into my eyes, "it's not your fault, Inu Yasha. Don't you ever think that. My time was drawing shorter and shorter... Even if Minoku did not poison me, I was sure to pass on in less than a month. When I died, I was so weak. I couldin't move, and I couldin't breathe easily... I was useless. Perhaps it was better that I died when I did." I sighed, "but... We could of at least have had a little more time together... Your death was so sudden. I just left for the well, and then just as I was finishing cleaning, Father approached me and told me that you had died... I didn't believe it, not at all. I had just seen your face less than an hour before... I couldin't believe it... And when I returned home, there you were, lying in your bed. At first I thought that you were sleeping... But I couldin't hear your heart... And I just..." With that, I started crying along with Mother. I wished that she and I could stay like this together, in eachother's comforting embrace... "Mother, when do you have to leave?" I asked. "I'm afraid that I cannot stay much longer, because of how much energy it takes up to create this type of world." I wished that she could stay for another few days... There was so much I wanted to tell her about, and so many things that had changed in the past week. My life had been flipped upside down, and my world had completely changed. "I'm going to miss you when you leave... more than ever," I said. She sadly smiled, "I know... But perhaps I can see you again like this, okay? Never give up hope, Inu Yasha. Promise me that you'll never give up, no matter what. I know that life can seem hard and unfair sometimes, but if you keep the light in your heart strong, you can make it through anything. Someday, Inu Yasha, you'll find happiness... I know it."
With that, she disappeared. In my mind I tried to understand what happened, but I couldin't. Was that just a dream? If couldin't have been... I held her and she held me. Dreams aren't that real. I looked down to discover that my kimono was still soaked in blood, and the wound in my stomach had almost healed. I slowly walked over to the window in Mother's room, to find that her grave had appeared once more. The rice paper and ink had disappeared from beside her bed... Everything was back to normal. I left Mother's room and went into the main room in the house. The contents of my bag were spilled out all over the floor, as I had done last night. I sighed, 'I must get revenge now, no matter what. I felt her sorrow as I told her the truth, even if she tried to hide it.' I reached up and touched the shoulder that she had cried on, and I could still feel the wetness of her tears. I knew that I had to act fast before Kyozame became too powerful from the Shikon no Tama. Before I could defeat him, though, I would need a sword. 'That way, when you have access to his heart, you can act quickly,' I thought to myself. I remembered about a sword that Father kept in the house, in his old room. I entered his room, and his smell lingered everywhere. I let out a growl, hating to be in a place that reminded me so much of him. Walking around the room, I found the sword in the corner of his room, between his dresser and the wall. I picked it up, and removed the sheath from the blade. It seemed to be pretty new, and in good shape. It had a double bladed edge and a very sharp point. I ran my finger over the blade ever so lightly to test how sharp it was. It easily cut my skin. I smiled, and placed the sword back in it's sheath. I was going to get the Shikon no Tama... And I was going to get my revenge... No matter what.
(:A.N:) Wow, this was a weird chapter, wasn't it? I like it, though, and I think it shows how Hotaru really felt inside. The next chapter will go back to Inu's quest (This chapter was sort of off topic ^ ^) Anyways, that's it for chapter 15, and keep an eye out for updates! Thank you for reading and please review! -Mae-