Chapter 7
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, but I do want Sesshomaru (
Inu-yasha was pacing around his room, he looked at the clock, it was only 1:00 am, several hours till Inu-yasha could reasonably get the keys to his parents' car and drive around aimlessly. Not that Inu-yasha was trying to be reasonable, but he knew that his parents worried about him. They were worried that he would decide to join Kagome. "Feh," he muttered to himself. He hadn't gotten a decent night's sleep in days, not since Kagome died in his arms. Her funeral was to be that day, he didn't want to go, it would make it all too final, but he knew in his heart that he had to go, that he had to see her one last time. He was finally able to fall into a tormented sleep that did not provide the oblivion he so desperately yearned for.
The day emerged bright and sunny, one of those that simply beckoned a person to walk outdoors and bask in the suns sweet caresses. Inu-yasha wished the day was drizzly or at least a bit dreary, at least then it would have fit his mood. He did not want to face the day, or Kagome's mother. He didn't know how he could even look Mrs. Higurashi in the eye. She must blame him for her daughter's death and, truthfully, he blamed himself too.
Every morning he opened his eyes after another restless night's sleep just to hear the birds calling to each other, and every morning, he growled to himself that they had no right to be happy. He was angry. Angry at Kagome for leaving him just when he realized he loved her, and betrayed because she left him. In addition, part of him felt guilty; if he had realized he loved her sooner then maybe she would still be alive. God, how he loved and hated her both at the moment; He felt guilty and betrayed. He blamed himself, and her, he blamed her for leaving him, for causing everyone pain, and most of all for betraying him. Anger was easier than sorrow.
He got dressed; putting on a nice new black tuxedo and slowly went downstairs to join his parents and older brother. His mom put her arm around him providing silent comfort to one whose soul was in turmoil, and for once Sesshomaru had no caustic comments with which to provoke his brother.
As they walked to the car Inu-yasha looked down the street and saw the neighborhood kids playing those timeless games of childhood. At that moment Inu-yasha wished for the innocence of childhood once more, before one had to think and take responsibility for one's own actions, before life became a chaotic mess.
A/N: Sorry this was such a short chap, but I'm in a rush. I'm on my way out of town again, but I'll work on the next chapter, be back in a week or so.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, but I do want Sesshomaru (
Inu-yasha was pacing around his room, he looked at the clock, it was only 1:00 am, several hours till Inu-yasha could reasonably get the keys to his parents' car and drive around aimlessly. Not that Inu-yasha was trying to be reasonable, but he knew that his parents worried about him. They were worried that he would decide to join Kagome. "Feh," he muttered to himself. He hadn't gotten a decent night's sleep in days, not since Kagome died in his arms. Her funeral was to be that day, he didn't want to go, it would make it all too final, but he knew in his heart that he had to go, that he had to see her one last time. He was finally able to fall into a tormented sleep that did not provide the oblivion he so desperately yearned for.
The day emerged bright and sunny, one of those that simply beckoned a person to walk outdoors and bask in the suns sweet caresses. Inu-yasha wished the day was drizzly or at least a bit dreary, at least then it would have fit his mood. He did not want to face the day, or Kagome's mother. He didn't know how he could even look Mrs. Higurashi in the eye. She must blame him for her daughter's death and, truthfully, he blamed himself too.
Every morning he opened his eyes after another restless night's sleep just to hear the birds calling to each other, and every morning, he growled to himself that they had no right to be happy. He was angry. Angry at Kagome for leaving him just when he realized he loved her, and betrayed because she left him. In addition, part of him felt guilty; if he had realized he loved her sooner then maybe she would still be alive. God, how he loved and hated her both at the moment; He felt guilty and betrayed. He blamed himself, and her, he blamed her for leaving him, for causing everyone pain, and most of all for betraying him. Anger was easier than sorrow.
He got dressed; putting on a nice new black tuxedo and slowly went downstairs to join his parents and older brother. His mom put her arm around him providing silent comfort to one whose soul was in turmoil, and for once Sesshomaru had no caustic comments with which to provoke his brother.
As they walked to the car Inu-yasha looked down the street and saw the neighborhood kids playing those timeless games of childhood. At that moment Inu-yasha wished for the innocence of childhood once more, before one had to think and take responsibility for one's own actions, before life became a chaotic mess.
A/N: Sorry this was such a short chap, but I'm in a rush. I'm on my way out of town again, but I'll work on the next chapter, be back in a week or so.