Just to See Her Face
Chapter 1: A Few Years from Then
By Jen "The Stampede" Motou
( Inuyasha's POV)
I sat there, on that cliff starring off into the never ending horizon thinking of her. Always thinking of her for these past few years. It was spring time, she always loved the spring. A warm wind blew past me, as some bird flew over head. I sat there in silence for a few more moments, and then heard footsteps coming up behind me. "You're thinking about her again, aren't you Inuyasha?" I heard Miroku say as he put his hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah." I said, and looked at the ground, pulling out a few blades of grass, and holding them in my hand. "Ya know Miroku......" I started as I starred at the blades closer. "She always loved the spring. She loved the birds, and the flowers and the grass....."
(Miroku's POV)
"She always loved the spring. She loved the birds, and the flowers and the grass....." Inuyasha said, his voice getting more and more unstable as he reached the end of the sentence, and he ended it with streams of tears running from his deep yellow Hanyou eyes. I soon found Inuyasha in my arms, an emotional wreck again. He was crying harder than the first time he broke down this week. The first time he broke down was on Sango. "Shhhh, shhhh. It's ok Inuyasha. I know you miss her." I said trying to console my half- demon friend the best I could. Well I helped Inuyasha stand up, and he looked at me and smiled, a pathetic attempt of a smile. "Look at me." He said while wiping the tears from his eyes with his kimono sleeve. "I'm 70 years old and cryin' like a baby." He laughed, as he started to head back toward the village where we were staying.
~ A few hours later~ We got back around sunset, and Inuyasha walked into the hut, with his eyes on the floor as they normally were for these past two years. "Inuyasha, I made stew. You want some?" I heard a pleasant female voice say, as I looked up to see yet again, Sango trying to force Inuyasha to eat. "No, thank you Sango. I'm fine." He said in his normal melancholy tone, and he would go lie on his bed, and stare at the ceiling for hours. I sighed, and leaned close to Sango. "I would like some, my beauty." I said to her, in my suave tone, only to receive the usual slap to my face. "Keep your distance Miroku. Whenever Inuyasha gets like this, it always puts everyone in a foul mood." She said, while handing me a bowl of stew. "I know." I nodded in agreement. "I know......."
(Sango's POV)
We awoke in the morning to the sound of birds chirping. "Good morning, my beauty" I heard Miroku, say as he stretched out his arms, brushing against my back. "Good Morning Miroku." I said in a dry tone, as I looked around the hut. "Miroku! Where's Inuyasha?!" I shouted as I turned to him. "I don't know." He said as we both ran out of the hut. "Shippo! Kohaku! Have you seen Inuyasha?" I asked them. "Yeah. He left in quite a hurry." Shippo, told us. "Well did he say where he was going?" Miroku inquired. "All he said was he had to go see her." Kohaku told us.
(Inuyasha's POV)
I was walking along the main road, as the sun reached the middle of the sky. 'Kagome always called that noon.' I thought. I was passed by many peasants as I came upon a village. "Look at his ears." One of them said. "He's a demon." The other confirmed. "Don't look at him! He'll kill you, if you make him angry!" The third yelled to them. With these comments my eyes yet again, fell to the ground. I walked into the village, receiving many stares from the women as I walked by. I received mostly glares from the men. I could hear them talking amongst themselves, and all of the rude things they had to say about me as well. But I ignored them. I was just passing through any way. "Get out of here you demon! We don't want your kind here!" I heard a man scream at me, and as my eyes dropped even more I felt a rock strike my shoulder. "Ow." I said, from the slight pain. He was ready to throw another one, but suddenly a young boy jumped in front of him. "STOP IT!" He screamed. That gave me enough time to leave. As I watched the sun set, I finally had made to my destination, I starred at that stone. I then reached into my Kimono and pulled a necklace out. I stood and starred at the jewel I held in my hand. The once again, whole Jewel of Four souls, The Shikon No Tama and with a tear rolling down cheek I thought of how this mess all began..............
To Be Continued.......
Chapter 1: A Few Years from Then
By Jen "The Stampede" Motou
( Inuyasha's POV)
I sat there, on that cliff starring off into the never ending horizon thinking of her. Always thinking of her for these past few years. It was spring time, she always loved the spring. A warm wind blew past me, as some bird flew over head. I sat there in silence for a few more moments, and then heard footsteps coming up behind me. "You're thinking about her again, aren't you Inuyasha?" I heard Miroku say as he put his hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah." I said, and looked at the ground, pulling out a few blades of grass, and holding them in my hand. "Ya know Miroku......" I started as I starred at the blades closer. "She always loved the spring. She loved the birds, and the flowers and the grass....."
(Miroku's POV)
"She always loved the spring. She loved the birds, and the flowers and the grass....." Inuyasha said, his voice getting more and more unstable as he reached the end of the sentence, and he ended it with streams of tears running from his deep yellow Hanyou eyes. I soon found Inuyasha in my arms, an emotional wreck again. He was crying harder than the first time he broke down this week. The first time he broke down was on Sango. "Shhhh, shhhh. It's ok Inuyasha. I know you miss her." I said trying to console my half- demon friend the best I could. Well I helped Inuyasha stand up, and he looked at me and smiled, a pathetic attempt of a smile. "Look at me." He said while wiping the tears from his eyes with his kimono sleeve. "I'm 70 years old and cryin' like a baby." He laughed, as he started to head back toward the village where we were staying.
~ A few hours later~ We got back around sunset, and Inuyasha walked into the hut, with his eyes on the floor as they normally were for these past two years. "Inuyasha, I made stew. You want some?" I heard a pleasant female voice say, as I looked up to see yet again, Sango trying to force Inuyasha to eat. "No, thank you Sango. I'm fine." He said in his normal melancholy tone, and he would go lie on his bed, and stare at the ceiling for hours. I sighed, and leaned close to Sango. "I would like some, my beauty." I said to her, in my suave tone, only to receive the usual slap to my face. "Keep your distance Miroku. Whenever Inuyasha gets like this, it always puts everyone in a foul mood." She said, while handing me a bowl of stew. "I know." I nodded in agreement. "I know......."
(Sango's POV)
We awoke in the morning to the sound of birds chirping. "Good morning, my beauty" I heard Miroku, say as he stretched out his arms, brushing against my back. "Good Morning Miroku." I said in a dry tone, as I looked around the hut. "Miroku! Where's Inuyasha?!" I shouted as I turned to him. "I don't know." He said as we both ran out of the hut. "Shippo! Kohaku! Have you seen Inuyasha?" I asked them. "Yeah. He left in quite a hurry." Shippo, told us. "Well did he say where he was going?" Miroku inquired. "All he said was he had to go see her." Kohaku told us.
(Inuyasha's POV)
I was walking along the main road, as the sun reached the middle of the sky. 'Kagome always called that noon.' I thought. I was passed by many peasants as I came upon a village. "Look at his ears." One of them said. "He's a demon." The other confirmed. "Don't look at him! He'll kill you, if you make him angry!" The third yelled to them. With these comments my eyes yet again, fell to the ground. I walked into the village, receiving many stares from the women as I walked by. I received mostly glares from the men. I could hear them talking amongst themselves, and all of the rude things they had to say about me as well. But I ignored them. I was just passing through any way. "Get out of here you demon! We don't want your kind here!" I heard a man scream at me, and as my eyes dropped even more I felt a rock strike my shoulder. "Ow." I said, from the slight pain. He was ready to throw another one, but suddenly a young boy jumped in front of him. "STOP IT!" He screamed. That gave me enough time to leave. As I watched the sun set, I finally had made to my destination, I starred at that stone. I then reached into my Kimono and pulled a necklace out. I stood and starred at the jewel I held in my hand. The once again, whole Jewel of Four souls, The Shikon No Tama and with a tear rolling down cheek I thought of how this mess all began..............
To Be Continued.......