AN: Kay, I'm starting Chapter 4 on the same day I finished Chapter's 2 and
3......... let's see how far I can get in one day!
~Questions to Ponder~
What is Inuyasha's plan?
Where did Kikyo take him that was away from Kagome?
Why did he go in the first place?
4) Who is the "her" he keeps referring to?
"When" is Inuyasha? Past, or Present?
6) How......... hang on, thinking up a "how" question......... um.........How is the fic going so far?
~hEyKyRa13
Review Responses:
Inuyashagirl1: *gulp* Um......... okay? I'll get a chapter up either today or tomorrow, promise, just *cringe* PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!!!!!
UnitX2-5: Heh, well, thanks.......... I am proud of it, but honestly, I think you're giving me a little too much credit......... sure, it might be different, but its really not as good as you make it sound.........
Larnom: *hiss* Yeah, when are you EVER gonna be home so I can call you????? ....... Grr, you, Bonnie-san......... anyway, I'll keep updating, and tell Janelle that Stephanie says hi, I saw her on Friday....
------------------------------------------------------------------------ An Unrelished Fate
Chapter 4
The thoughts of a drifting hanyou
------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is it.
Inuyasha paused, looking up at the large Higurashi estate. His eyes took care to not miss any details- the chipped, white paint on the far corner, veiled by the shrubbery; the soft, cotton drapes that fluttered lightly by the partially opened window next to the door, despite its own restraints; the faded mat lying on the ground that brandished the word "Welcome" to all its weary guests seeking refuge. Slowly, his gaze drifted to the second story window, dark with emptiness. She wasn't home.
With a sigh, Inuyasha turned and walked toward the shrine. The door was open, almost inviting him in. Not that an open door would matter to him, though.
Entering, he hesitated before walking forward, eyes staring at the well. The voice was returning. It was ordering him to turn back. It was telling him he had suffered enough. That it was finally time for peace.
"No," he said aloud, almost startling himself with his own voice, so long forgotten with neglect. "I can't. I have to stay."
I have to, he thought, willing himself forward, almost smiling to comfort himself. During my lifetime......... I've been through so much; I almost thought there was nothing left. Nothing left that could cause me any pain.
The shuffling of his feet finally came to a stop as he sank down in front of the well, staring down into its shadowy depth.
This is the only way I can still feel pain.
His life was over, now. Nothing life offered did he feel he deserved. Nothing else mattered. But to stay within the confines of oblivion wasn't enough. Instead, one could almost view it as an escape. An easy way out of giving back all he had stolen. He couldn't allow himself the luxury.
Happiness. All his life, the word was nothing more than a mere fantasy- like every other good thing that happened to all others, the concept was never his; could never be his; always just beyond his reach. And so he grew up, conscious of this one idea that had practically become fact- he was destined to always be unhappy. Unhappy, and lonely.
Then that girl came.
She came to shatter all of the truths his life was based upon. She stubbornly tore down the firmly built walls around his life and heart, and tramped across them like they were no stronger than twigs.
During the moments he shared with her, he had almost forgotten. But now, he was remembering. Remembering and finally acting upon what he remembered.
What better way to feel true torture than to watch the girl above all boundaries experience those he always knew he could never have?
He knew he might be happy for her- Kagome- that girl that defied all reason. All his reason. But inside, it would hurt. Hurt far more than anything he could ever physically do to himself.
Pain. Agony. All of it- he deserved it. And he would make sure he was spared none.
Suddenly, soft footsteps alerted his attention once again. Someone was coming.
Inuyasha sighed, and slowly turned around.
This is it.
***
AN: Yeah! You finally know something! Inuyasha's plan! And I'm sure a few of you might even be able to figure out of what's going on that involves our poor hanyou. Anyway, three chapters in two hours! Go me!......... heh, well, I probably would have written more if I didn't get sidetracked with reading so many other Inuyasha fics......... well, to her credit, the author is definitely second to none! Check her stuff out! Name- Of Memories Past......... like I said, fiction at its best!
~Questions to Ponder~
What is Inuyasha's plan?
Where did Kikyo take him that was away from Kagome?
Why did he go in the first place?
4) Who is the "her" he keeps referring to?
"When" is Inuyasha? Past, or Present?
6) How......... hang on, thinking up a "how" question......... um.........How is the fic going so far?
~hEyKyRa13
Review Responses:
Inuyashagirl1: *gulp* Um......... okay? I'll get a chapter up either today or tomorrow, promise, just *cringe* PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!!!!!
UnitX2-5: Heh, well, thanks.......... I am proud of it, but honestly, I think you're giving me a little too much credit......... sure, it might be different, but its really not as good as you make it sound.........
Larnom: *hiss* Yeah, when are you EVER gonna be home so I can call you????? ....... Grr, you, Bonnie-san......... anyway, I'll keep updating, and tell Janelle that Stephanie says hi, I saw her on Friday....
------------------------------------------------------------------------ An Unrelished Fate
Chapter 4
The thoughts of a drifting hanyou
------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is it.
Inuyasha paused, looking up at the large Higurashi estate. His eyes took care to not miss any details- the chipped, white paint on the far corner, veiled by the shrubbery; the soft, cotton drapes that fluttered lightly by the partially opened window next to the door, despite its own restraints; the faded mat lying on the ground that brandished the word "Welcome" to all its weary guests seeking refuge. Slowly, his gaze drifted to the second story window, dark with emptiness. She wasn't home.
With a sigh, Inuyasha turned and walked toward the shrine. The door was open, almost inviting him in. Not that an open door would matter to him, though.
Entering, he hesitated before walking forward, eyes staring at the well. The voice was returning. It was ordering him to turn back. It was telling him he had suffered enough. That it was finally time for peace.
"No," he said aloud, almost startling himself with his own voice, so long forgotten with neglect. "I can't. I have to stay."
I have to, he thought, willing himself forward, almost smiling to comfort himself. During my lifetime......... I've been through so much; I almost thought there was nothing left. Nothing left that could cause me any pain.
The shuffling of his feet finally came to a stop as he sank down in front of the well, staring down into its shadowy depth.
This is the only way I can still feel pain.
His life was over, now. Nothing life offered did he feel he deserved. Nothing else mattered. But to stay within the confines of oblivion wasn't enough. Instead, one could almost view it as an escape. An easy way out of giving back all he had stolen. He couldn't allow himself the luxury.
Happiness. All his life, the word was nothing more than a mere fantasy- like every other good thing that happened to all others, the concept was never his; could never be his; always just beyond his reach. And so he grew up, conscious of this one idea that had practically become fact- he was destined to always be unhappy. Unhappy, and lonely.
Then that girl came.
She came to shatter all of the truths his life was based upon. She stubbornly tore down the firmly built walls around his life and heart, and tramped across them like they were no stronger than twigs.
During the moments he shared with her, he had almost forgotten. But now, he was remembering. Remembering and finally acting upon what he remembered.
What better way to feel true torture than to watch the girl above all boundaries experience those he always knew he could never have?
He knew he might be happy for her- Kagome- that girl that defied all reason. All his reason. But inside, it would hurt. Hurt far more than anything he could ever physically do to himself.
Pain. Agony. All of it- he deserved it. And he would make sure he was spared none.
Suddenly, soft footsteps alerted his attention once again. Someone was coming.
Inuyasha sighed, and slowly turned around.
This is it.
***
AN: Yeah! You finally know something! Inuyasha's plan! And I'm sure a few of you might even be able to figure out of what's going on that involves our poor hanyou. Anyway, three chapters in two hours! Go me!......... heh, well, I probably would have written more if I didn't get sidetracked with reading so many other Inuyasha fics......... well, to her credit, the author is definitely second to none! Check her stuff out! Name- Of Memories Past......... like I said, fiction at its best!