The Darling Buds of May
Chapter Thirteen:
He breathed heavily, hiding in the dark corner of the street. The tattered edges of his coat swung about his legs as he hurriedly pulled it off and dropped it to the ground as he turned over an empty oil drum that lay nearby.
"Burn it. . .burn it. . . burn it. . ." the man mumbled to himself, fumbling in his pocket for matches as he picked up the bloodied coat with a shaking hand and dumped it into the oil drum.
Finally, he obtained the small box of matches in his pants pocket, and taking hold of two matches, lit them both and tossed them into the drum barrel with the tattered coat. He ran his thin hands through his long, dark hair.
'It wasn't HER. . . it wasn't the shrine maiden.' He thought to himself. It was true, the girl he'd caught walking down the shrine steps wasn't Kagome Higurashi, but a look alike. She wasn't HIS Kagome, but another.
He jammed his still trembling hands into his pockets, and walked out of the alleyway. The sun was setting, and he was going home for the night.
'I'll get her back. . .' He thought, looking up as he walked past the shrine once again. 'I'll take Kagome back and FINISH what I started. . . She'll be mine, and WE'LL be together. . .' The man thought back to the young man with the cane he'd seen with her lately. Well, he'd do something about him. Nobody was going to have his woman.
Author's Note: Okay, okay! I know this is really short, but no worries! It just didn't seem like the kind of thing I wanted to include in my next chapter. You know, story flow and all that. Besides, I'm going to write at least one more chapter tonight, and it'll be a long one. Anyway, so enter villain stage right (or is it left?) o_O Just so all you readers out there know, I'm going to do this guy's point of view as separate and (probably) short chapters. I dunno, it just seems to fit with his train of thought and all that. Well until I post again! Ja ne! -Starmoon
Chapter Thirteen:
He breathed heavily, hiding in the dark corner of the street. The tattered edges of his coat swung about his legs as he hurriedly pulled it off and dropped it to the ground as he turned over an empty oil drum that lay nearby.
"Burn it. . .burn it. . . burn it. . ." the man mumbled to himself, fumbling in his pocket for matches as he picked up the bloodied coat with a shaking hand and dumped it into the oil drum.
Finally, he obtained the small box of matches in his pants pocket, and taking hold of two matches, lit them both and tossed them into the drum barrel with the tattered coat. He ran his thin hands through his long, dark hair.
'It wasn't HER. . . it wasn't the shrine maiden.' He thought to himself. It was true, the girl he'd caught walking down the shrine steps wasn't Kagome Higurashi, but a look alike. She wasn't HIS Kagome, but another.
He jammed his still trembling hands into his pockets, and walked out of the alleyway. The sun was setting, and he was going home for the night.
'I'll get her back. . .' He thought, looking up as he walked past the shrine once again. 'I'll take Kagome back and FINISH what I started. . . She'll be mine, and WE'LL be together. . .' The man thought back to the young man with the cane he'd seen with her lately. Well, he'd do something about him. Nobody was going to have his woman.
Author's Note: Okay, okay! I know this is really short, but no worries! It just didn't seem like the kind of thing I wanted to include in my next chapter. You know, story flow and all that. Besides, I'm going to write at least one more chapter tonight, and it'll be a long one. Anyway, so enter villain stage right (or is it left?) o_O Just so all you readers out there know, I'm going to do this guy's point of view as separate and (probably) short chapters. I dunno, it just seems to fit with his train of thought and all that. Well until I post again! Ja ne! -Starmoon
