I'm soooo sorry! I didn't mean for it to take this long, honestly. Number one is that I was working on my research paper for English, my lab project for Biology, my contracts in American history and my Spanish report in…Spanish. Over all, it's stressful, especially when my friends rely on me to cheer them up from time to time. I gotta try and keep everything together, cause I guess that I feel like I'm the only one who can. Oh yeah, all that and we got a new computer, so I couldn't do things for a while. Sorry.
Disclaimer: I'M STILL BROKE! BROKE! Crap, I almost spelt that wrong. Anyways, I don't own Inuyasha. Why would I? I'm just some kid who's obsessed with anime. I like it all! Yup! And…I just got waaay off topic. I do, however, own the little tidbits of a song I wrote, called "I remember". Only a few verses are in this though, cause the song is long. I wrote the song specifically for this fic.
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*Past, present, future? What is the connection? The future becomes the present, which fades to the past. Each one is separate, and yet each one needs the other to survive. There's another connection just like it. The connection between fate, destiny, and life. Fate controls life, but life controls destiny. Life is full of the past, present, and future. However, the past is the only sure thing. It can't change, yet people constantly reflect upon it. The point being…? There isn't one, really. It's human nature to contradict and to contemplate. We have no choice. Our minds wander, and it's usually to the past, how we could have changed things, how we could have helped others instead of being selfish. There are so many things to think about that people often find themselves wandering from the present, causing them to miss things that could matter…that could decide their future…or someone else's*
(I remember…
All the people that I used to know)
"Kaa-chan!" shouted a young girl. She was running through a village, which seemed to be under attack by youkai. There were ruined houses everywhere and people screaming for their lives. The youkai were ruthless and seemed to enjoy destroying the homes and killing the people. They were laughing as they ripped up villagers. The young girl kept running. She was small with long, pink colored hair, more towards the red side. Her eyes were a watery blue color. She had on a lavender kimono and sandals. She ran as fast as she could through the devastation.
"Kaa-chan! Ji-chan! Where are you?" she yelled again. She kept running, shouting out to people who couldn't hear her. She suddenly tripped and fell to the ground. She pushed herself back up and looked around. And there they were: her mother and grandfather. They were lying on the ground, a puddle of blood under them. The little girl backed away, her eyes wide and full of fear.
"I-iya…kaa-chan…ji-chan…"
(And I remember…
How the ashes rained down
Just like the snow)
"Oi!" shouted someone from behind her. "Nigate! Hayaku!" The girl didn't move. She was too terrified. "Baka!" Suddenly, a pair of arms encircled her and lifted her from the ground forcefully, just as something came down upon the spot she had been sitting in. "You baka! I told you to run! Don't you listen?" The girl didn't say anything at first. She looked up at the man who was carrying her. He had black hair and dark brown eyes. His hair was short and slightly messy. His outfit was normal for a man of his stature.
"Ano…Shiro-sama?" she questioned. He looked down at the girl in his arms and gave a small smile. He was the lord of their land, and was very young to be a lord.
"Nani?"
"Arigatou."
"There's no need to thank me, Yoka," he responded kindly.
(And I can see…
The terrible looks in their eyes)
"Kumori-sama!" shouted a man. He held a spear and was standing with many others just like him.
"Oi!" he yelled out happily to the men. "I'm glad you all made it." He stopped when he reached them.
"What should we do?" asked one of the men. Shiro set Yoka down on the ground.
"I want you four to come with me. We'll chase these youkai out of our village. The rest of you, stay here and protect Yoka."
"Hai!" they all said, adding in a small nod.
"Ikuzo!" The four men went with Shiro while the other three stayed behind with Yoka. Yoka was looking around, wishing that she could just leave. The devastation was too much for her. Suddenly, a youkai sprung up from under them, throwing the men into the air, but they quickly recovered. The men began to attack it, but nothing was working. It was a giant centipede youkai. It struck out at them, swinging its huge legs about.
(And I watch…
As all of them try
To run for their lives)
In no time at all, it had sliced up the men. Yoka sat on the ground, her eyes wide. She watched as the men fell, dead, their blood pooling around them. Tears were forming in her eyes and she was scared to death. The youkai began to approach her.
"Mikomi-sama!" shouted Shiro as he used his sword to block an attack from an oni. He soon shoved the oni back and then ran towards Yoka, who was a little surprised at her knew title. Shiro quickly picked her up, just as the centipede youkai came down on the spot she had been occupying. He ran with her in his arms.
"I want you to listen to me, Yoka," he said seriously. "You need to get out of here, now. I want you to go through the forest while I distract the youkai."
"Demo…Shiro-sama, what are you going to do?" she asked the young lord.
"I'm going to stay here and fight them."
"Iya. I don't wanna leave without you."
"You have to."
"Demo…" Just then, another oni came up in front of them. Shiro quickly set Yoka down and then drew his sword, blocking an attack by the giant oni.
"Leave now, Mikomi-sama."
"Iya. Not without you."
"Mikomi-sama, you have to leave."
"Demo…"
"Hayaku!"
"Demo…"
"Ima, Yoka!" he yelled, turning his head to face her. There was a desperate look in his eyes. He was afraid and pleading. Yoka gulped and then slowly nodded. She then turned and ran off into the forest. Shiro smiled. "Be safe, Mikomi Yoka. I know we'll meet again."
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"Sango-sama," said Yume.
"Oh, hello, Yume," said Sango. They were standing in a luscious field, full of beautiful flowers.
"Gomen nasai. I didn't mean to leave you the last time."
"It's alright."
"Was there anything else you wanted to know?"
"Tell me about Siria."
"What would you like to know?"
"As much as you can tell me." Yume sighed. She knew Sango wouldn't forget about Siria. There was a lot to the red head that Sango didn't know, and Yume wasn't sure if she wanted to tell her.
"Siria is a very strange ningen. Her left eye has the ability to paralyze people. It is the eye of the bachiatari. Her will seals the power of her eye. Siria's aura, however, is very weak."
"Doushite?"
"Her scent is also quite weak. I'm not sure why. Siria has no last name and no origin. She is a very complicated person and is hard to understand at times. Her memory is jumbled and shattered. I don't even know if Siria is her real name."
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(It was a cold, dark night
I was left alone in the rain)
Yoka ran through the forest, dodging trees. It was raining hard now and the ground was becoming muddy. However, she wasn't about to stop. She could tell. A few of the youkai had followed her. 'I have to keep going. Shiro-sama told me to.' She kept running, through the rain and mud, the only things on her mind were Shiro and the fear she was feeling. All of the death she had seen was now running through her head. She couldn't take much more of this. She then tripped over a tree root and fell face first on the ground. She slowly pushed herself up and turned her head, just in time to see the youkai that had been chasing her. It was large and had sharp teeth and horns. Its arms were long and white claws were on each finger. It was a black color and stood well over 8 feet. Yoka couldn't move. She was paralyzed with fear as the arm of the youkai came down to crush her. She closed her eyes and ducked down. Just then something came from the trees. It was fast and looked almost human, except for the wings on its back. It quickly used its claws to cut off the youkai's arm. The youkai screamed in pain as its arm fell to the ground. The thing that attacked it landed on the ground. It was a girl. She had long orange hair and crimson eyes. She held out her hand, her palm facing the youkai.
"Itoma," she said simply. Her face was of annoyance and warning. The youkai just stared at her. "Itoma! Ima! If you don't, I'll kill you." The youkai stared at her, but backed off after a while. It then turned around and walked away. The girl lowered her arm and turned to Yoka. She looked annoyed. "Mou, how pathetic. You're disgraceful."
"Are…are you a…youkai?"
"Got a problem with that?" She smiled and showed her fangs. Yoka shook her head. The youkai onna crossed her arms. "I don't see why she wanted me to save a worthless ningen. I'll never understand her. Maa, ja!" And with that, the youkai spread her wings and took off into the cloud-covered sky. Yoka got up off the ground and began to head back to the village. She kept her head down the whole time. She eventually made it to the clearing.
"Shiro-sama!" she shouted out to the clearing, in hopes of finding the young lord. She looked around and then stopped. On the ground was a curved sword. She slowly bent down and picked it up. The name Kumori Shiro was engraved on the hilt. Yoka picked it up and hugged it close to herself, being careful of the blade. "Shiro-sama…" She let the tears roll down her face and watched as they fell like the rain.
(But when I opened my eyes
I realized
I remembered everything
It wasn't a dream)
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Her eyes fluttered open slowly. Everything was blurry and there was a pounding in her head. She slowly sat up and placed her throbbing head in her hands.
"Where…am I?" she asked to the wall of the hut she was in. 'That dream…who was that girl?' Her head was still pounding and she closed her eyes to try and block the pain, but that didn't work out well. She then opened her eyes and looked at her hands. She had bandages on them. She touched her forehead with her bare fingertips and felt bandages there too. Her arms also had bandages and her legs did too. Every injury she had gotten was bandaged. This confused her. Who had done this? Just then, the door opened and in walked Kagome.
"Oh, I see you're awake," she said with a small smile. Siria just blankly stared at her, with slight confusion. "So, how do you feel?" Siria didn't say anything at first.
"I…I'm…" she began, but her shock was too much. Just then, Inuyasha walked in, a look of annoyance on his face.
"Maa, temee. I see you're finally awake," he said roughly. Siria just glared at him, along with Kagome, who turned around and looked at him.
"Inuyasha," she warned.
"Feh. If Naraku hadn't shown up, you'd be dead," he said to Siria.
"Is that a fact," she stated, a dangerous edge to her voice.
"Oh course. I would have finished you off easily."
"I doubt it."
"Oh? Then lets finish this right now," said Inuyasha, cracking his knuckles.
"You wouldn't last two minutes."
"We'll see about that. Bring it on!"
"Inuyasha, osuwari," said Kagome, sending Inuyasha crashing to the ground. He lifted his head up and glared at her.
"What was that for?!"
"Stop picking fights with people."
"Feh." Inuyasha got up and left the hut.
"Now," started Kagome. She turned back around to face Siria. "Let's take a look at those wounds."
"Ano…Kagome-san," said Siria quietly, unsure of just how to address the miko. Kagome looked up from her inspection.
"Nani?"
"Why…did you save me? I tried to kill all of you…I almost did, too."
"Because without you, we might have been in serious trouble. You defeated the kugutsu."
"But if it wasn't for me, none of this would have happened. I'm the one who made a deal with Naraku."
"Doushite?"
"Nani?"
"Why did you join him?"
"He said he could make me stronger, so I accepted."
"Aren't you strong enough?" Siria didn't say anything. She had always been strong, as far as she could remember, but it wasn't enough. She could do so much more.
"Iya. I won't be strong until I can beat that hanyou, Naraku."
"Siria-san, strength isn't only measured in physical power. It's also measured by kokoro."
"Kokoro?"
"Hai." Siria was silent. This gave her something to think about while Kagome redressed her wounds. It was silent between them for a while.
"Kagome-san? Arigatou. Gomen nasai."
"What for?"
"You helped me. And I'm sorry for causing so much trouble. I owe you."
"Don't mention it."
"Is…everyone alright with this? I mean, helping me?"
"Maa…Inuyasha was reluctant and so was Sango-chan. Shippo-chan was kind of scared. Other than that, they didn't mind."
"What about Miroku?"
"Ano…Miroku-sama doesn't know you're here. He's been asleep since the incident."
"I see." They didn't say anything more for the rest of the time. Kagome was soon done and she left Siria alone to get some rest. Siria lied back down and closed her eyes. 'That dream…what did it mean? It seemed so real.' She reached to her side and found her sword was still there. She opened her eyes and sat up, unsheathing the curved blade. It had been lying near her. She examined the hilt, but found that it was different from the one in the dream. She sighed, not sure if she should be relieved or disappointed. 'No past and no future, huh? I'm just stuck…stuck in toki…and cursed. But what Kagome-san said…about kokoro. Was it true?' She shrugged it off and decided to lie back down. She soon closed her eyes and began to hum. She didn't know how she knew the song, but it was there in her mind. The language was odd to her, but she knew what it meant. She soon fell asleep, still softly humming to herself.
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A woman and a young girl were sitting in a chair in a small hut. The woman slowly rocked the child while softly singing a foreign song.
"Louvem! madrugada
Alma bela, dança da terra
Ó sintam, o vendaval da coragem
Transbordem, leite da terra
Beijo do céu, chuva do rejubilo
uma semente peguena, desejo
grande grande grande..."
"Kaa-chan…that song…what is it?" asked the young girl.
"It's a song for the people."
"Song for the people?"
"Hai. It is a very beautiful song, ne?"
"It is, Kaa-chan, it is. What does it mean?"
"Here. I'll sing it so that you can understand." She cleared her throat and began the song again.
"Praise! Daybreak
Beautiful soul, dance of earth
Oh feel! The windstorm of courage
Overflow! Earth's milk
Kiss from the sky(heaven) re-jubilation's rain
A small seed of desire
Great, great, great…"
"Kaa-chan, is there more?"
"Hai, but we'll save it for another day, alright?"
"Okay." The little girl got down and ran towards the door to go play outside. The mother just sighed.
"Child…forgive me, but you may never hear the end of that song…and it was so wonderful too. I doubt you will even know the significance…my poor, naïve, Yoka."
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So, how was that for plot development? Not good, I bet. I just like dreams and past and stuff. So, just who is Siria? What did Yoka and Shiro have to do with it? What language was that song in? Where was that song from? Anymore assumptions about my fic, feel free to mention what you think is happening. I like it when people guess, but don't get mad if you're wrong. I don't like it when people are mad at me^.^ Will the author ever stop trying to confuse the readers? No, but I'm not really all that confusing, am I?
Shiro Kumori –his first name, Shiro, means castle, and Kumori, his last name, means shadow
Yoka Mikomi –this kinda contradicts it self. Her first name, Yoka, means preparatory (preliminary) curse, and her last name means hope.
Kaa-chan –Mommy
Ji-chan –Grandpa
Oi –hey!
Nigate –run
Arigatou –come on. It means thank you. Easy, ne?
Ikuzo –let's go
Oni –ogre
Ima –now
Gomen nasai –I'm very sorry
Bachiatari –cursed
Itoma -leave
Mou –Gees, or is it spelt geez. I don't know, but that's what it means.
Onna -woman
Maa -well
Ja -later
Kokoro –it can mean mind, heart, spirit, and will
I know I repeated some, but I will do that. It was longer, believe me, but I hate it when the dictionary is too long.
And in case you were wondering, my user name, Kitai Matsuru, means being of hope. I just think it sounds cool.
Bye for now!
