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Chapter 7 - hurt
It.. hurts
He knew her eyes were on him. He had fought himself from looking back.
Why the heartache, watching the sad glimmer that were her tears. Why the yearning to hold her, to sooth her soul when it was something that he could never do..
He pushed it back, buried the newfound empathy. He was good at that, learning Sesshoumaru's ways, concealing, enclosing all that had been human emotion. He did not possess the interred nature of his half brother, Sesshoumaru had been a natural, but Inuyasha, as a child he had learnt that emotions expressed openly were frowned upon.
"Have you decided?"
"Yes", he replied, not even bothering to glance at his half brother. Sesshoumaru was always the good boy in the family, following every one of father's orders without complains - only father's orders. But it was a different matter when faced with Inuyasha, though there was no open sibling rivalry, Inuyasha had always felt the despise toward him.
"We will leave tomorrow morning," Sesshoumaru said dryly. "It would be a wise choice to leave the girl whilst you still can.. for her own protection."
Inuyasha shot him a glacial look, he didn't ask how he knew about the girl, Sesshoumaru had his ways. A hand slipped to the pocket which no longer held the shikon no Tama, the jewel passed down to him from his mother side of the line, once it had been colorless, the item was said to store the soul fragments of its possessor. Now he had given it to her.. just like he did to Kikyou.
Why did he do that.. was it because her appearance had been so similar that of Kikyous?.. or was it because he had wanted her to read it.. knowing that she had the special ability to see his past through an single item? Perhaps it had been his own way of telling her about himself..
*~*~*~*
She could not stop the tears.
The night wind swirled her half-closed curtain. She laid, with her head against her arm on the desk, eyes staring blankly at the shadowed wall, a dark stain increasing in size with each passing minute on her sleeve. She made no sound, even as her tears never ceased to flow; she made no sound to accompany it.
"Kagome? Are you okay?"
No.. she lifted her head and eyed the door through vision blurred by tears. "Yes I'm fine Souta..", she murmured. "Just leave me alone for a while."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course", She answered quietly. Truth and lies.. what was the difference.. a lie is the truth when a heart believes. A true can also become a lie..all it needs.. is a believing a heart.
Hearing footsteps fade from her door, Kagome picked up the scarlet jewel, the same sphere, the same place, given to her by the same hands. Yet nothing was the same for her anymore..
-----Kikyou was more feminine.. and beautiful ----
----- You were.. merely a mistake -----
Why had it stung as the word flowed from him..? Listening to him speak the feminine beauty of another.. someone she had never seen or knew, yet the way he had spoken .. as though confirming that she was not compatible to this.. Kikyou.
Had it been another mistake that he had given her the jewel she had purposely given back to him? If not..
The luminescence of the desk lamp wiped across the cold surface of the sphere, sending a soft reflection of the red light to her eyes.. A warm tear escaped her eyes and slid down her already tear stained cheek.. soundlessly it hit the jewel.
---- keep it-----
Does she dare? To probe once more at the jewel and what it held beneath its scarlet surface? To face again the negative emotions accumulated within?
Still the same burning curiosity, but with new courage.. she knew what the answer would be..
Her delicate fingers moved across it's smooth surface.. there had been no need to focus, the jewel seemed to jump at her touch, connecting with her mind even without the direction of her power. She drew in a sharp breath as sadness and anger that had been part of Inuyasha hit her.. but she didn't stop. Instead, she pushed deeper into the memories, deeper into the jewel's core.
Voices rose around her, recognizable, unrecognizable voices. Ghostly wisps of mist slithered around her form, vanishing as she reached to brush them away. Still she sank, feeling time slipping back across her shoulders, pulling her along with it.
Suddenly, whispers became sharper and louder, until it amplified into a echoing cry that shook her bones.. Kagome struggled in the stream of time, fighting for control, yet in vain. It was too late to turn back now.
She had became a part of the jewel's memories.. fragments of the jewel's own memories rushed by her, filling her senses. Buried secretes unlocked at the wake of its destined key.. a tiny spark of light lit up before her eyes and she reached toward it.. toward the core of the Shikon no tama.
*~*~*~*
End of chapter 7 - hurt.
AN: still can't figure out the italic writing.. if you know how, PLEASE give me a tip or two!!.
Darkwolf8 (Puppyluv0112@aol.com): it's ok, constructive criticism is fine with me. I have changed the ' to " for this chapter.. I fix the rest .. later.
Please review. Thank you!
Ricepaper.
Chapter 7 - hurt
It.. hurts
He knew her eyes were on him. He had fought himself from looking back.
Why the heartache, watching the sad glimmer that were her tears. Why the yearning to hold her, to sooth her soul when it was something that he could never do..
He pushed it back, buried the newfound empathy. He was good at that, learning Sesshoumaru's ways, concealing, enclosing all that had been human emotion. He did not possess the interred nature of his half brother, Sesshoumaru had been a natural, but Inuyasha, as a child he had learnt that emotions expressed openly were frowned upon.
"Have you decided?"
"Yes", he replied, not even bothering to glance at his half brother. Sesshoumaru was always the good boy in the family, following every one of father's orders without complains - only father's orders. But it was a different matter when faced with Inuyasha, though there was no open sibling rivalry, Inuyasha had always felt the despise toward him.
"We will leave tomorrow morning," Sesshoumaru said dryly. "It would be a wise choice to leave the girl whilst you still can.. for her own protection."
Inuyasha shot him a glacial look, he didn't ask how he knew about the girl, Sesshoumaru had his ways. A hand slipped to the pocket which no longer held the shikon no Tama, the jewel passed down to him from his mother side of the line, once it had been colorless, the item was said to store the soul fragments of its possessor. Now he had given it to her.. just like he did to Kikyou.
Why did he do that.. was it because her appearance had been so similar that of Kikyous?.. or was it because he had wanted her to read it.. knowing that she had the special ability to see his past through an single item? Perhaps it had been his own way of telling her about himself..
*~*~*~*
She could not stop the tears.
The night wind swirled her half-closed curtain. She laid, with her head against her arm on the desk, eyes staring blankly at the shadowed wall, a dark stain increasing in size with each passing minute on her sleeve. She made no sound, even as her tears never ceased to flow; she made no sound to accompany it.
"Kagome? Are you okay?"
No.. she lifted her head and eyed the door through vision blurred by tears. "Yes I'm fine Souta..", she murmured. "Just leave me alone for a while."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course", She answered quietly. Truth and lies.. what was the difference.. a lie is the truth when a heart believes. A true can also become a lie..all it needs.. is a believing a heart.
Hearing footsteps fade from her door, Kagome picked up the scarlet jewel, the same sphere, the same place, given to her by the same hands. Yet nothing was the same for her anymore..
-----Kikyou was more feminine.. and beautiful ----
----- You were.. merely a mistake -----
Why had it stung as the word flowed from him..? Listening to him speak the feminine beauty of another.. someone she had never seen or knew, yet the way he had spoken .. as though confirming that she was not compatible to this.. Kikyou.
Had it been another mistake that he had given her the jewel she had purposely given back to him? If not..
The luminescence of the desk lamp wiped across the cold surface of the sphere, sending a soft reflection of the red light to her eyes.. A warm tear escaped her eyes and slid down her already tear stained cheek.. soundlessly it hit the jewel.
---- keep it-----
Does she dare? To probe once more at the jewel and what it held beneath its scarlet surface? To face again the negative emotions accumulated within?
Still the same burning curiosity, but with new courage.. she knew what the answer would be..
Her delicate fingers moved across it's smooth surface.. there had been no need to focus, the jewel seemed to jump at her touch, connecting with her mind even without the direction of her power. She drew in a sharp breath as sadness and anger that had been part of Inuyasha hit her.. but she didn't stop. Instead, she pushed deeper into the memories, deeper into the jewel's core.
Voices rose around her, recognizable, unrecognizable voices. Ghostly wisps of mist slithered around her form, vanishing as she reached to brush them away. Still she sank, feeling time slipping back across her shoulders, pulling her along with it.
Suddenly, whispers became sharper and louder, until it amplified into a echoing cry that shook her bones.. Kagome struggled in the stream of time, fighting for control, yet in vain. It was too late to turn back now.
She had became a part of the jewel's memories.. fragments of the jewel's own memories rushed by her, filling her senses. Buried secretes unlocked at the wake of its destined key.. a tiny spark of light lit up before her eyes and she reached toward it.. toward the core of the Shikon no tama.
*~*~*~*
End of chapter 7 - hurt.
AN: still can't figure out the italic writing.. if you know how, PLEASE give me a tip or two!!.
Darkwolf8 (Puppyluv0112@aol.com): it's ok, constructive criticism is fine with me. I have changed the ' to " for this chapter.. I fix the rest .. later.
Please review. Thank you!
Ricepaper.