True Blue
One-Mod life


Sighed leaning against her bishonen's shoulder causing him to growl. She giggled at bit, then her giggles were traded for a yawn. She nearly slipped into sleep but her bishonen poke her with the handle of his sword. They were sitting on a hillside in front of her Bishie World home. The sun was setting and the soft melodies of 'Rurouni Kenshin' played in the small town below. "Inu..." she muttered poked her bishonen who grunted and wrapped an arm around her should so she'd feel more comfortable. "I hate you." He muttered sighing as the sunset pink and purple hues slowly gave way to blue. She giggled again poke his stomach, "No you don't." She said jokingly as she started to get up. He continued to sit there starring at the sunset now hugging his beloved sword. She head toward the house yawning nearly falling over, luckily Inu Yasha caught her cursing at her for being so clumsy. "WhatI'mtired..." she said in a yawn. He finally gave up and dragged her back to the house and escorted her into her small room closing the door as he left. "THANK YOU!" She shouted as she collapsed on her bed instantly falling asleep.

Daikirai datta sobakasu wo chotto
Hitonadeshite tame iki wo hitotsu
Hebi ikkyuu no koi wa migoto ni
Kakuzatou to isshoni toketa
Mae yori mo motto yaseta mune ni chotto
"Chiku" tto sasaru toge ga itai
Hoshiuranai mo ate ni naranai wa

I touched those hated freckles lightly and sighed,
My "heavy class" love has dissolved clearly
Just like a sugarcube.
The thorn stuck in my thin breast went in further
And hurt much more than before.
Astrology didn't predict that at all.

Motto touku made isshoni yuketara nee
Ureshikute sore dakede

I wished we could go together farther,
It would be joyful enough to...


Omoi de wa itsumo kirei dakedo
Sore dake ja onaka ga suku wa
Honto wa setsunai yoru nanoni
Doushite kashira? Ano hito no egao mo omoi dasenai no

Memories are always beautiful,
But with only that you can't live.
Tonight should be a really sad night,
But why? Actually I can't remember his smiling face.

Kowashite naoshite wakatteru noni
Sore ga atashi no seikaku dakara
Modokashii kimochi de ayafuya no mama de
Soredemo ii koi wo shitekita

I understand breaking apart and putting back together
Because that's my personality;
With impatient feelings and uncertainty
Which nevertheless are capable of good love.

Omoikiri aketa hidari mimi no piasu ni wa nee
Waraenai episoudo

I pierced my left ear to forget,
It's an episode I can't laugh about.

Sobakasu no kazu wo kazoetemiru
Yogoretanui gurumi daite
Mune wo sasu toge wa kienai kedo
Kaeru-chan mo usagi-chan mo
Waratte kureru no

Counting up the number of freckles
Embracing the spots and all
But the thorn piercing my breast won't disappear.
My stuffed frog and rabbit
Smile and comfort me.

Omoi de wa itsumo kirei dakedo
Sore dake ja onaka ga suku no
Honto wa setsunai yoru nanoni
Doushite kashira? Ano hito no namida mo omoi dasenai no?
Omoidasenai no
Doushitenano?

Memories are always beautiful,
But with only that you can't live.
It was a really tough night
I wonder why though? Why can't I remember that person's tears?
I can't remember,
Why can't I?

The soft melody filled her ears as she awoke around midnight. Sighing she clutched the sheets. She loved 'Freckles'*, it reminded her of something long forgotten. She tossed the sheets aside and left her room to find Inu Yasha asleep on the couch. "Baka...you have a bed," she muttered as she head for the bathroom. The sound of the door closing woke him up, he starred outside. She's up late again...he thought with a sigh. He looked toward the door as she left and started back toward her room, she was crying. "Hey! Yoshimi! Why are you crying!" He shouted leaping up off the couch dropping his sword. Yoshimi turned around her eyes were red and puffy, her cheeks red and stained with tears. "Memories..." She muttered leaning against him, he instantly hugged her. I hate being to clingy...she needs a hug doesn't she? His mind battled as she softly cried into his kimono. He pulled her over to the couch so she could sit. She pulled her legs up under her clinging to him in tears. "Yos-chan, cheer up. Come on now. No need for tears." He muttered hugging her tightly. She stopped crying and started to wipe away her excess tears. She nodded trying to smile at him, only her blue-gray eyes seemed bright and happy. He ran a finger through her tangled blonde locks smiling back. She laid her head on his shoulder again thinking how she could ever not be happy here. He starred down at her mass of golden locks smiling. A single tear dropped onto is kimono top. "Still upset?" He asked pulling her closer. She hiccuped...she could speak without bursting into tears again. He sigh hugging her tightly, I don't understand her, whatever has gotten her so upset, I wish there was away to make her feel better. Those words echoed his mind as she wrapped her arms around his waist crying loudly into his chest. His hair stood up as he release her and tried to pull away. "I feel like some kind of stuffed animal! Yoshimi stop crying!! GAH!!!" She tightened her grip but he swore he heard a giggle. He squirmed around with her holding on tighter with every movement. She finally looked up at him smiling with her eyes still shining with tears. "Inu-teddy!!" She screamed throwing herself on him giving him a bear hug around the neck. Swirls formed in his eyes as she let go laughing hard. "Ah Inu-sama you always know how to cheer me up!" She squealed giggling as he slowly came to. He growled at her before laughing too. "Women I swear your the strangest person I've met!" He said as she stood up and walked toward the kitchen. "Ah yes..sleeping were you? I remember." She yelled as she opened the fridge. He remember the day she had caught him all to well, made him laugh now but back then it didn't.

Slowly Yoshimi tiptoed up to the sleeping InuYasha. He heard her, but he couldn't move to fast before she threw the bishie ball at him capturing him. The moment she let him out he rounded on her yelling at the top of his lungs. She smiling sat smiling at him, it was weird. He hear fangirls normally pounced on freshly captured bishonen, Yoshimi didn't. It was when he finished yelling she finally spoke. "Hi there I'm Triste, Yoshimi. I'm a moderator of this place. And you my first bishonen!" She smiled brightly, he merely fell over with a giant sweatdrop on his head. As he got up he glared at her in angry and started yelling again. "LISTEN WOMEN I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE OR WHAT YOU DO! LET ME GO RIGHT NOW DO YOU HEAR ME!!!" He yelled, she laughed and continued smiling. He stopped seeing it was pointless to yell at her. "How long have you been here?" He asked sitting in front of her. Yoshimi was cute for a fangirl, or whatever she was. Fair skinned, light blonde hair, and gorgeous icy blue eyes with pale cheeks. That day she wore a pink tee-shirt with a monkey face on it sticking its tongue out with words 'You can't get me!' written beneath it, light blue jeans and white sneakers that were dirty. "A month." She answered flatly. "Why haven't caught a bishonen yet?" He said leaning back starring her in the eyes. "No time." She said with a yawn. If he wasn't angry he would have smiled, she was clearly around seventeen, but when she yawned she looked like a small child.

InuYasha smiled inwardly remember that day, what had it been now, a year? That sounded right, she came back holding two water bottles. She sat next to him smiling, her eyes seemed distant, she was reflecting on something. "Inu-sama?" She took a drink of water only to get a nod from him. "Would you mind if I went home for a while?" She asked looking at him the water bottle in her mouth. He tried not to laugh. "Why do you want to leave?" He asked, Yoshimi could travel between the Bishie World and the Real World. He hated it when she left, it always reminded him of Kagome. She sighed setting the bottle in her lap and starring at the floor. "I need to do something." She said flatly, he understood now, it was that guy again. "Lemme guess Yukio?" He said a hint of hurt him his voice, he wished it wasn't there. She looked at him shocked, He was listening to me talking to Mina wasn't he? She thought cursing herself for it. "Yeah," she said with a heavy sigh, it still hurt so much to talk about him. "That bastard, why doesn't he just leave you alone! Yos-chan do something about it! I'm tried of you always being so upset whenever hes mentioned its not good for you!!!" He said turned toward her angry, its wasn't her he was upset with. Yukio had used Yoshimi in a bad way and left as soon as he was done leaving her but an empty shell. It took her ten months to get over it. He knew her at the time and everytime she came into the world she cried. If only he could go to her world, he'd make sure Yukio never hurt Yos-chan again. She started to silently cry, "You don't understand." She muttered, he sighed and leaned against the back of the couch. "Does he want you back now?" He asked angry rising in his veins. "No..." she said softly, "He wants Mina. I need to protect her. She wouldn't go with him, so he got mad. He swore he'd get her one way or another. She can't afford to come into the world and Toshiro is doing all he can to protect her. I have to go back for her Inu-sama, do you understand?" He nodded growling. She left the next morning leaving him to as he pleased. He deiced to go and visit his friends back home while she was gone, least he wouldn't be alone.

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^^ Hi there! The first capture of long story (I hope!)! Its modeled after Songwind's 'Bishonen and Bishoujo', with a few things changed. If you don't understand it I suggest to read her story, its posted at 'pocketbishoujo.com'. Triste, Yoshimi means 'Happy Beauty Full of Sorrows. Its a combo of latin and japanese x.o;; but the name fits Yos-chan perfectly so please don't yell! If you have any complaints, ideas, or what not sends them to usagibaka@hotmail.com. ^^ See you soon!