~~* Chapter One *~~
Disclaimer: Should I really say what you already know?
QN: This fic is gonna be a little bit more different, no demons or anything like that and Kagome and all the girls are gonna be about 23 years old and most of the boys are gonna are 25. All right START!
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~* Kagome's P.O.V. *~
Click. Click. Click.
I sigh as I drop the pen on the clean sheet of paper and gaze out the window. Winter. A cruel memory strikes and I flinch. A lone tear slides down my face without my knowing and falls on the piece of paper. Three years. It's been three years and I still remember as if it had been just yesterday. Its just so hard.....to forget......him.
The clock just then starts to ring and I launch about five feet into the air. I glare at the dumb thing hopping that whoever invented it was brought out to the street and killed. I sigh as I wipe the tear I had just discovered drying on my cheek and pack up.
I've got to get over this, it's been three years and he'll never return. Not for me not for him. It's gone. I walk out of the small office and spot my boss, Sesshomaru, and start to head over. We both greet each other with an awkward bow. Ever thing's been awkward lately.
I try to put at least a smile on my sad and lonely face. "So, how have you been?" I ask, trying to keep my voice from going hoarse. I must not have done a very good job, because he frowns and put his hand on my shoulder. I find myself leaning into his touch. I'm very tired.
"Kagome you must stop this, you need to move on." He says. He never was really fond of 'him' but since he left, Sesshomaru tries to help me onto my feet again. I shake my head.
"It's just hard to let go. It feels just like yesterday that he left." A tear escapes the corner of my eye and Sesshomaru wipes it away. I was the only one that he ever showed emotion to, he was just like a VERY protective older brother.
"Just take care of yourself, I don't want to see you like this any longer." With that he turned and headed towards the door. 'You and me both Sessho,' I thought silently, 'you an me both.' Just as he was about to exit, he suddenly turns and walks back to me. He takes my hand and pushes something into it. He kisses my forehead, and walks away.
I stand their stunned, and then I smile at his back and leave myself.
~~~~~*Fifteen minutes later *~~~~~~ ~*SunstShrine*~
Man, I'm tired. I thought as I rub my temples to prove my point. I just then spot something long and silver in my house. I sigh. Yoki. Only Yoki and me.
After my grandfather died, my mother and brother left to America in fear of getting SARS. They begged me to go with them but I refused. They gave up after a while. As you can see, I'm still very much alive and three months later, Yoki was born.
I paused as I look up to the god tree, Goshinboku. Another memory strikes and I clutch my chest. Too much, so hard. I chant as I hold my head. After I stop swaying I head towards the house. I walk in, kick off my shoes and head upstairs.
I knock on the door before heading inside fully. Inside was a surprisingly clean room. It had drawers, a closet, a television set and windows that were fully open. There were posters on the walls of characters I frankly did not care about and a huge bed with a something silver in the middle of it. It twitched letting me know that it was still alive. It had its head in its lap and its hands resting on its knees. Truthfully, it looked miserable.
"Yoki?" I asked softly hopping he would at least answer. Yoki raised his head towards me and I flinched at his blank expression.
Yoki was tall and lean, with broad slender shoulder and long arms and legs with that he also had long silver hair with a tint of black on the bottom, he had long silver nails and the most beautiful gold eyes. That was not the weird thing about him though. As soon as Kagome stepped through the door, two long fuzzy ears pooped out of his head and turned to face Kagome although he did not move himself. Other than that, he was quite the lady- killer.
Just like him. Kagome thought. " How was your day?" I asked. He nodded. "Ok." With that I leave.
~* Yoki's P.O.V *~
As soon as I hear the soft click of the door, I reach under the bed and bring out a long slender box. He blew off the dust that was collecting on top of it. On top of the lid was a male's name written in bold letters. You could not see what the name was. It was covered in too much dust to see all of the words.
His father. His father was with him until just recently. I lean my head on top of the cover. It tries to stifle a sob, but I came out of my mouth before I could stop it. That is, he was with him until he left for another place. Somewhere more better than here, somewhere not where my mother and I are. I didn't even try to cover up the sob that escapes my pale, white mouth. It's just no use.
Of all the people, why did he have to leave? Why? Why? WHY!? All sorts of question starts popping in my head as always but like always it adds up to one conclusion. Because its better than here. I think bitterly. I delicately open the box and look at the various stuff that 'he' left behind. Pictures, tapes and other valuable stuff such as white roses, little stuffed foxes, and poems.
I take out a certain poem and read it, it was very short,
White Rose, Red Rose
Red, White
These flowers will unite,
You, me
We were ment to be,
See?
It's just the same,
Theres no shame,
Can't you see,
That we were meant to be?
Because of you,
I'm me.
(Guess who wrote that.)
He pulled out a lyric that was meant for his mother and read that as well, his father used to be in a band as well. Quite the vocalist.
Unbalanced Kisses
Within a broken mirror,
I clearly see your reflection,
Tears roll down your face......
Tears roll down your face ......
As your finger traces the edge of the new moon.
Who is that I'm calling out to?
I can see you walk away from me
Time and time again.......
Time and time again.......
You'll find me knocking at your door.
With my back~ pressed against the weight of the world,
And the speed of the night,
It felt as if a thread was snapping in ~ two,
And I held onto you,
Held onto you......
Held onto you.....
Held onto you......
With all my might,
As you share an unbalanced kiss with me I hope you can feel us getting closer to love,
And may your fear and you tearful deceptions,
Come and rest in my heart ~,
Oh, my love!
(Mine, Mine, Mine. *shot guns explode and I run for my life * NOO, NOTMINE, NOTMINE, NOTMINE!)
Yoki smiled, it was the song his father used to confess his love to his mother, if he was a girl he would have said it was romantic, but as people can already see (some people cant) he's not a girl.
I put the box back and resume my normal position. I begin to silently sob.
~* Kagome's P.O.V *~
When I shut the door I opened it just large enough to peek through. I saw Yoki scramble off the bed as if his life depended on it and get out a box that his father gave him and where he kept the his fathers remains. I saw him look through the box and sob. I resisted the urge to sob myself. Its been three years and he isn't over it, I know he isn't. I rummage through my jeans and bring out a card.
~* Flashback *~
Sesshomaru pushed the little card into her hand and Kagome brought the piece of paper up to examine it. Written in bold letter were:
Shuiichi K. Minamino
Student Counselor.
Kagome's eyes widened and she looked up to Sesshomaru and he nodded.
"If you ever need help, call him, I think he may be able to help." He kissed her forehead and turned heel.
~* End of Flashback *~
Shuiichi Minamino.
Maybe he can help us. Kagome thought as she turned and walked towards the phone.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Click. Click. Click. She dialed and waited for the phone to be picked up.
"Hello Minamino-san...... Yes, I would like to set up an appointment......Thank you." She hung up and leaned towards the wall. She put her arm across her stomach and held her elbow in her palm as she rested her head in her pale hand.
I hope I did the right thing. She thought as she walked towards her room. I hope so, I need, we need to get over him...... Yoko Kurama.
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Answers to Questions:
This story does not have any demons and monsters and stuff like that. This story will be limited characters only because too much might be a pain for me and I need them for something else.
Yoki's ears will be explained later, he has regular human ears but when his fuzzy ears appear they immdantly disappear. There will be demons, but it will only be like a long time ago and it will have nothing to do with the story except explain about Yoki's ears.
Yoki's father. If you did not find out who the hell he is by now, it's a pity. It's kinda obvious and the last sentence says who it is. Just kill the "I" in Yoki's name and put a "O" and there ya have it.
Dum, dum, dum, I like this one, its gonna move fast so don't miss out
Nogitsune Krist ~*~
Disclaimer: Should I really say what you already know?
QN: This fic is gonna be a little bit more different, no demons or anything like that and Kagome and all the girls are gonna be about 23 years old and most of the boys are gonna are 25. All right START!
~~~~*
~* Kagome's P.O.V. *~
Click. Click. Click.
I sigh as I drop the pen on the clean sheet of paper and gaze out the window. Winter. A cruel memory strikes and I flinch. A lone tear slides down my face without my knowing and falls on the piece of paper. Three years. It's been three years and I still remember as if it had been just yesterday. Its just so hard.....to forget......him.
The clock just then starts to ring and I launch about five feet into the air. I glare at the dumb thing hopping that whoever invented it was brought out to the street and killed. I sigh as I wipe the tear I had just discovered drying on my cheek and pack up.
I've got to get over this, it's been three years and he'll never return. Not for me not for him. It's gone. I walk out of the small office and spot my boss, Sesshomaru, and start to head over. We both greet each other with an awkward bow. Ever thing's been awkward lately.
I try to put at least a smile on my sad and lonely face. "So, how have you been?" I ask, trying to keep my voice from going hoarse. I must not have done a very good job, because he frowns and put his hand on my shoulder. I find myself leaning into his touch. I'm very tired.
"Kagome you must stop this, you need to move on." He says. He never was really fond of 'him' but since he left, Sesshomaru tries to help me onto my feet again. I shake my head.
"It's just hard to let go. It feels just like yesterday that he left." A tear escapes the corner of my eye and Sesshomaru wipes it away. I was the only one that he ever showed emotion to, he was just like a VERY protective older brother.
"Just take care of yourself, I don't want to see you like this any longer." With that he turned and headed towards the door. 'You and me both Sessho,' I thought silently, 'you an me both.' Just as he was about to exit, he suddenly turns and walks back to me. He takes my hand and pushes something into it. He kisses my forehead, and walks away.
I stand their stunned, and then I smile at his back and leave myself.
~~~~~*Fifteen minutes later *~~~~~~ ~*SunstShrine*~
Man, I'm tired. I thought as I rub my temples to prove my point. I just then spot something long and silver in my house. I sigh. Yoki. Only Yoki and me.
After my grandfather died, my mother and brother left to America in fear of getting SARS. They begged me to go with them but I refused. They gave up after a while. As you can see, I'm still very much alive and three months later, Yoki was born.
I paused as I look up to the god tree, Goshinboku. Another memory strikes and I clutch my chest. Too much, so hard. I chant as I hold my head. After I stop swaying I head towards the house. I walk in, kick off my shoes and head upstairs.
I knock on the door before heading inside fully. Inside was a surprisingly clean room. It had drawers, a closet, a television set and windows that were fully open. There were posters on the walls of characters I frankly did not care about and a huge bed with a something silver in the middle of it. It twitched letting me know that it was still alive. It had its head in its lap and its hands resting on its knees. Truthfully, it looked miserable.
"Yoki?" I asked softly hopping he would at least answer. Yoki raised his head towards me and I flinched at his blank expression.
Yoki was tall and lean, with broad slender shoulder and long arms and legs with that he also had long silver hair with a tint of black on the bottom, he had long silver nails and the most beautiful gold eyes. That was not the weird thing about him though. As soon as Kagome stepped through the door, two long fuzzy ears pooped out of his head and turned to face Kagome although he did not move himself. Other than that, he was quite the lady- killer.
Just like him. Kagome thought. " How was your day?" I asked. He nodded. "Ok." With that I leave.
~* Yoki's P.O.V *~
As soon as I hear the soft click of the door, I reach under the bed and bring out a long slender box. He blew off the dust that was collecting on top of it. On top of the lid was a male's name written in bold letters. You could not see what the name was. It was covered in too much dust to see all of the words.
His father. His father was with him until just recently. I lean my head on top of the cover. It tries to stifle a sob, but I came out of my mouth before I could stop it. That is, he was with him until he left for another place. Somewhere more better than here, somewhere not where my mother and I are. I didn't even try to cover up the sob that escapes my pale, white mouth. It's just no use.
Of all the people, why did he have to leave? Why? Why? WHY!? All sorts of question starts popping in my head as always but like always it adds up to one conclusion. Because its better than here. I think bitterly. I delicately open the box and look at the various stuff that 'he' left behind. Pictures, tapes and other valuable stuff such as white roses, little stuffed foxes, and poems.
I take out a certain poem and read it, it was very short,
White Rose, Red Rose
Red, White
These flowers will unite,
You, me
We were ment to be,
See?
It's just the same,
Theres no shame,
Can't you see,
That we were meant to be?
Because of you,
I'm me.
(Guess who wrote that.)
He pulled out a lyric that was meant for his mother and read that as well, his father used to be in a band as well. Quite the vocalist.
Unbalanced Kisses
Within a broken mirror,
I clearly see your reflection,
Tears roll down your face......
Tears roll down your face ......
As your finger traces the edge of the new moon.
Who is that I'm calling out to?
I can see you walk away from me
Time and time again.......
Time and time again.......
You'll find me knocking at your door.
With my back~ pressed against the weight of the world,
And the speed of the night,
It felt as if a thread was snapping in ~ two,
And I held onto you,
Held onto you......
Held onto you.....
Held onto you......
With all my might,
As you share an unbalanced kiss with me I hope you can feel us getting closer to love,
And may your fear and you tearful deceptions,
Come and rest in my heart ~,
Oh, my love!
(Mine, Mine, Mine. *shot guns explode and I run for my life * NOO, NOTMINE, NOTMINE, NOTMINE!)
Yoki smiled, it was the song his father used to confess his love to his mother, if he was a girl he would have said it was romantic, but as people can already see (some people cant) he's not a girl.
I put the box back and resume my normal position. I begin to silently sob.
~* Kagome's P.O.V *~
When I shut the door I opened it just large enough to peek through. I saw Yoki scramble off the bed as if his life depended on it and get out a box that his father gave him and where he kept the his fathers remains. I saw him look through the box and sob. I resisted the urge to sob myself. Its been three years and he isn't over it, I know he isn't. I rummage through my jeans and bring out a card.
~* Flashback *~
Sesshomaru pushed the little card into her hand and Kagome brought the piece of paper up to examine it. Written in bold letter were:
Shuiichi K. Minamino
Student Counselor.
Kagome's eyes widened and she looked up to Sesshomaru and he nodded.
"If you ever need help, call him, I think he may be able to help." He kissed her forehead and turned heel.
~* End of Flashback *~
Shuiichi Minamino.
Maybe he can help us. Kagome thought as she turned and walked towards the phone.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Click. Click. Click. She dialed and waited for the phone to be picked up.
"Hello Minamino-san...... Yes, I would like to set up an appointment......Thank you." She hung up and leaned towards the wall. She put her arm across her stomach and held her elbow in her palm as she rested her head in her pale hand.
I hope I did the right thing. She thought as she walked towards her room. I hope so, I need, we need to get over him...... Yoko Kurama.
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Answers to Questions:
This story does not have any demons and monsters and stuff like that. This story will be limited characters only because too much might be a pain for me and I need them for something else.
Yoki's ears will be explained later, he has regular human ears but when his fuzzy ears appear they immdantly disappear. There will be demons, but it will only be like a long time ago and it will have nothing to do with the story except explain about Yoki's ears.
Yoki's father. If you did not find out who the hell he is by now, it's a pity. It's kinda obvious and the last sentence says who it is. Just kill the "I" in Yoki's name and put a "O" and there ya have it.
Dum, dum, dum, I like this one, its gonna move fast so don't miss out
Nogitsune Krist ~*~