(:Disclaimer:) I do not own Inu Yasha. He owns me.
(:A.N:) Okay, now we're on chapter twenty-seven! I think after this chapter my story will be 40,000 words long! How cool! I'm sooo happy! Anyways, I really don't know how to continue this story, and I have hardly been getting any reviews lately! So, if you read this, please take the 30 seconds it takes to leave a review! Thanks! And now, onto chapter twenty-seven!
Haunting Me in Dreams
Chapter Twenty-Seven : Silence
By : Feng Shui Goddess
The next day was boring. Time seemed like it was standing still. I had no one to talk to, nothing to do, except sit and wait for something to happen. I sat outside leaning on the tree thats branches extended over my mother's grave. A gentle breeze blew leaves from the tree, making them cover the ground like snow. I was content, somehow. I felt safe around my mother's grave, like she was protecting me. I sighed, and folded my hands behind my head. I looked up at the blue sky as the clouds moved slowly above my head. I slowly reached into my pocket, and grabbed the Shikon no
Tama, looking at it with hungerfilled eyes. I pressed my hands very tightly around it, feeling power growing inside me even by just touching it. It truly was a magical and mystical jewel. I doubted that anyone knew it's true power, not even Kikyo or other shrine masters that had had it in their posession. When I was little, I often heard demons in the villiage talking about the jewel, and the power it posessed. I had heard stories of the blood that had been shed in trying to gain posession of it. All the anger and hate it caused. It was a horrible thing, but yet so great and powerful. I was so lucky to have the jewel, so fortunate. Even if I didn't use it, I could still make a good fortune by pawning it off. Of course, a demon would probably just steal it from me before they would ever buy it, but maybe I could make money. I continued thinking about stupid things for quite some time. Things like how much money I could get for the jewel, what I would look like as a full demon, and how others would look at me if I was a full demon. Would they fear me? Envy me? Hate me? I had no idea. I knew that there would be jealousy, and demons would try to kill me to get the jewel. But I really didn't care too much. It was worth it. My mother was worth it. I looked at her grave with sorrow in my eyes. It seemed like just yesterday she was in this very garden with me, sitting under this very tree. She loved to be outside with me, and hated being cooped up inside. Even when she was sick and immobile, she would still request that I carried her outside, and I would. I remembered that beautiful, yet sorrowful smile she would often give me. She looked content, but yet like she was hurting inside. I knew she was hurting inside, too. I could smell it, I could sence it. I felt so sorry for her, and I wanted to help her so badly, but I didn't. I couldin't. She was sick beyond medical help. There was no hope for her recovery.
~*Flashback*~
I was sitting under a large tree near my house. It's wide branches and plentiful leaves shaded me from the hot summer sun. My mother was sitting next to me, her eyes closed. Sweat was running down her pale skin, and her lips were tightly closed. She was wearing a light summer yukata with her geta sandals sitting next to her. I could tell that she was in pain, and I knew that she was very sick. "Okaasan, are you alright?" I asked. "Yes, of course," she said, assuringly. I sighed, she always lied to me about how she felt. She never would tell me how she truly felt, she didn't want for me to worry any more than I already was. She began to hum a melancholy melody under her breath, a lullabye that she had sung to me when I was a child. I slightly smiled upon recognizing the tune and laid my head in Mother's lap, closing my eyes. I knew that she did not have much longer to live, as did she. I wanted more than anything to enjoy her last few months of life. I wished that she could live longer, I wished so hard. But I knew inside that she was not, that she was in fact dying, and that it would cause her a lot of pain to try to keep her alive any longer than she had to. Oh, how I hated seeing Mother in pain. She would whimper silently under her breath, and I tears could be smelled faintly. Of course she would always try to hide pain from me. When she was in a lot of pain, she would send me off on errands so I would not see her suffer. I would always stay close to the house, though, in case something very serious happened. Luckily nothing very serious and life threatening had happened thus far, but I knew to be cautious. I was always cautious around Mother. She was very weak and fragile, espicially lately since her condition had greatly increased. "Oh, Inu Yasha," Mother started, "It's a lovely day, isn't it, Inu Yasha? Yes, it's a lovely day. It really truly is." I smiled, "Yes, of course it is, Okaasan." When I woke up in the morning, Mother would always be rocking gently in her rocking chair. When she saw that my eyes were beginning to open, she would say ever-so-sweetly, 'Wake up, Inu Yasha. It's a lovely day.' And yes, it always was a lovely day. A lovely day with my Okaasan, now and forever.
~*End of Flashback*~
I slowly stood up and walked into my house. It was so quiet, so desolate all by myself. There was really nothing for me to do all by myself. I used to like to play games with Mother and Father, but now neither of them were here, and there was nothing fun that I could play by myself. I walked into my kitchen, the scent of my mother overpowering me. Like most wives, she spent a lot of her time prepairing food in the kitchen, so the area was filled with her sweet scent. Her scent that I had missed so much. I sat down at the small table in my kitchen, and layed down my head, resting my eyes. I rolled my claws on the table, making a repeated clicking noise over and over, to make noise in the overly quiet house. I hated silence, hated it very much. I hated it to the point where it drove me crazy. There was too much silence in my life, too much painful dreaded silence. How I wanted to scream and break the silence, how I wanted to banish it from the world all together. I abruptly stood up and stepped outside my house again, wanting to hear something, anything. Once I was outside, I heard a slight noise coming from not too far off, and I smelled a very familiar, strong scent. I decided to trace down the scent, having nothing better to do and being very curious. About one hundred yards from my house, I stopped dead in my tracks. In front of me stood a very familiar figure with reddish pinstripes, a crescent moon on his forehead, and glimmering white hair. My half brother, Sessho Maru.
(:A.N:) Ooooh CLIFFIE! Mae Chan is EVIL! *insane laugh* This chapter was really hard (and boring) for me to write. Luckily Sessho will be in the next chapter so I'll be more inspired (God knows I love Sessho Maru Samaaa!) so the next installment will be better and more exciting! Well, stay tuned for the next episode of Inu Yasha : Haunting Me in Dreams! lol I've always wanted to say that! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! I HAVE ONLY GOTTEN LIKE 2 IN THE PAST 5 DAYSSSS! ok, glad to get that out of my system. Review, and ja matane! -Mae-
(:A.N:) Okay, now we're on chapter twenty-seven! I think after this chapter my story will be 40,000 words long! How cool! I'm sooo happy! Anyways, I really don't know how to continue this story, and I have hardly been getting any reviews lately! So, if you read this, please take the 30 seconds it takes to leave a review! Thanks! And now, onto chapter twenty-seven!
Haunting Me in Dreams
Chapter Twenty-Seven : Silence
By : Feng Shui Goddess
The next day was boring. Time seemed like it was standing still. I had no one to talk to, nothing to do, except sit and wait for something to happen. I sat outside leaning on the tree thats branches extended over my mother's grave. A gentle breeze blew leaves from the tree, making them cover the ground like snow. I was content, somehow. I felt safe around my mother's grave, like she was protecting me. I sighed, and folded my hands behind my head. I looked up at the blue sky as the clouds moved slowly above my head. I slowly reached into my pocket, and grabbed the Shikon no
Tama, looking at it with hungerfilled eyes. I pressed my hands very tightly around it, feeling power growing inside me even by just touching it. It truly was a magical and mystical jewel. I doubted that anyone knew it's true power, not even Kikyo or other shrine masters that had had it in their posession. When I was little, I often heard demons in the villiage talking about the jewel, and the power it posessed. I had heard stories of the blood that had been shed in trying to gain posession of it. All the anger and hate it caused. It was a horrible thing, but yet so great and powerful. I was so lucky to have the jewel, so fortunate. Even if I didn't use it, I could still make a good fortune by pawning it off. Of course, a demon would probably just steal it from me before they would ever buy it, but maybe I could make money. I continued thinking about stupid things for quite some time. Things like how much money I could get for the jewel, what I would look like as a full demon, and how others would look at me if I was a full demon. Would they fear me? Envy me? Hate me? I had no idea. I knew that there would be jealousy, and demons would try to kill me to get the jewel. But I really didn't care too much. It was worth it. My mother was worth it. I looked at her grave with sorrow in my eyes. It seemed like just yesterday she was in this very garden with me, sitting under this very tree. She loved to be outside with me, and hated being cooped up inside. Even when she was sick and immobile, she would still request that I carried her outside, and I would. I remembered that beautiful, yet sorrowful smile she would often give me. She looked content, but yet like she was hurting inside. I knew she was hurting inside, too. I could smell it, I could sence it. I felt so sorry for her, and I wanted to help her so badly, but I didn't. I couldin't. She was sick beyond medical help. There was no hope for her recovery.
~*Flashback*~
I was sitting under a large tree near my house. It's wide branches and plentiful leaves shaded me from the hot summer sun. My mother was sitting next to me, her eyes closed. Sweat was running down her pale skin, and her lips were tightly closed. She was wearing a light summer yukata with her geta sandals sitting next to her. I could tell that she was in pain, and I knew that she was very sick. "Okaasan, are you alright?" I asked. "Yes, of course," she said, assuringly. I sighed, she always lied to me about how she felt. She never would tell me how she truly felt, she didn't want for me to worry any more than I already was. She began to hum a melancholy melody under her breath, a lullabye that she had sung to me when I was a child. I slightly smiled upon recognizing the tune and laid my head in Mother's lap, closing my eyes. I knew that she did not have much longer to live, as did she. I wanted more than anything to enjoy her last few months of life. I wished that she could live longer, I wished so hard. But I knew inside that she was not, that she was in fact dying, and that it would cause her a lot of pain to try to keep her alive any longer than she had to. Oh, how I hated seeing Mother in pain. She would whimper silently under her breath, and I tears could be smelled faintly. Of course she would always try to hide pain from me. When she was in a lot of pain, she would send me off on errands so I would not see her suffer. I would always stay close to the house, though, in case something very serious happened. Luckily nothing very serious and life threatening had happened thus far, but I knew to be cautious. I was always cautious around Mother. She was very weak and fragile, espicially lately since her condition had greatly increased. "Oh, Inu Yasha," Mother started, "It's a lovely day, isn't it, Inu Yasha? Yes, it's a lovely day. It really truly is." I smiled, "Yes, of course it is, Okaasan." When I woke up in the morning, Mother would always be rocking gently in her rocking chair. When she saw that my eyes were beginning to open, she would say ever-so-sweetly, 'Wake up, Inu Yasha. It's a lovely day.' And yes, it always was a lovely day. A lovely day with my Okaasan, now and forever.
~*End of Flashback*~
I slowly stood up and walked into my house. It was so quiet, so desolate all by myself. There was really nothing for me to do all by myself. I used to like to play games with Mother and Father, but now neither of them were here, and there was nothing fun that I could play by myself. I walked into my kitchen, the scent of my mother overpowering me. Like most wives, she spent a lot of her time prepairing food in the kitchen, so the area was filled with her sweet scent. Her scent that I had missed so much. I sat down at the small table in my kitchen, and layed down my head, resting my eyes. I rolled my claws on the table, making a repeated clicking noise over and over, to make noise in the overly quiet house. I hated silence, hated it very much. I hated it to the point where it drove me crazy. There was too much silence in my life, too much painful dreaded silence. How I wanted to scream and break the silence, how I wanted to banish it from the world all together. I abruptly stood up and stepped outside my house again, wanting to hear something, anything. Once I was outside, I heard a slight noise coming from not too far off, and I smelled a very familiar, strong scent. I decided to trace down the scent, having nothing better to do and being very curious. About one hundred yards from my house, I stopped dead in my tracks. In front of me stood a very familiar figure with reddish pinstripes, a crescent moon on his forehead, and glimmering white hair. My half brother, Sessho Maru.
(:A.N:) Ooooh CLIFFIE! Mae Chan is EVIL! *insane laugh* This chapter was really hard (and boring) for me to write. Luckily Sessho will be in the next chapter so I'll be more inspired (God knows I love Sessho Maru Samaaa!) so the next installment will be better and more exciting! Well, stay tuned for the next episode of Inu Yasha : Haunting Me in Dreams! lol I've always wanted to say that! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! I HAVE ONLY GOTTEN LIKE 2 IN THE PAST 5 DAYSSSS! ok, glad to get that out of my system. Review, and ja matane! -Mae-