Disclaimer: Inuyasha is not mine
Chapter 2: Be in my Heart
Her eyes were enchanting, her voice was sweet melody, and her touch… her touch was soft – like made in heaven.
Her face was before him, her smile, her joy, her love.
"Are you ready, pal?" A male voice snapped him back to reality.
Inuyasha took one more glance of himself in the mirror and straightened his tie. He ran a hand through his hair and noticed that he had a troubled face.
Could it be? He moved the thoughts away and walked out of the room.
Nothing wrong could happen today… not today.
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"You look gorgeous," her friend told her while she was trying to get her hair into a low bun.
Damn her hair for being so long.
"Thank you, Sango. Do you think he will like it?" Kagome asked innocently.
"Of course he will, silly." And both women laughed. Merriment surrounded them as the two finished fixing themselves.
"I can't believe that at the end I could fit in this blue dress," Sango said proudly, remembering all the diets she had to through to get that piece of cloth to fit her body.
"Yeah… Anorexia does miracles, eh?" Kagome joked, her eyes sparkling mischief.
"Hey!" Her companion cried, trying to show a hurt expression, but failing in the attempt. "I eat! Just that in a healthier way."
Kagome nodded, and indeed, she wondered if she could do the same thing, eat vegetables and garden meat for a month a half just to reduce three inches of fat… er, she called it excess of meat, whatever that may mean.
"Anyways, go now before it gets late." Sango hurried her friend. She knew, by female instinct, that tonight it would be a great night for Kagome.
"Okay, have fun in the wedding," Kagome said as she grabbed her keys and moved towards the door. "And don't stay late for me."
The door was shut and silence filled the room. Sango checked her watch and frowned.
Miroku was late; he was going to die.
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He stood in the altar, his hands sweaty. Suddenly he felt dizzy; the air had become too humid, too charged.
He looked at the woman dressed in white who was walking towards him, a smile adorning her lips, her face blushing from excitement. However, he felt unable to join her in her reverie.
The face was not the same he had seen moments ago when he was staring at himself in the mirror. She was not the woman with brown eyes, ebony hair and creamy skin. She was not the woman with fierce attitude, gentle heart and charming gestures.
She was not Kagome.
'No, no, no. What's happening to me?!' He cried out loud in his mind. 'Stop it! You realized it a few days ago. It is not her whom you love, you love Kikyou.' He repeated over and over again.
Then, a hand held his, and the warmth it was emanating was relaxing.
The doubts were no more in his mind; they had been brushed aside.
He smiled. He would marry this woman.
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The moon was shining brightly in the sky, and the gentle autumn breeze was soothing against her skin.
She blinked once, twice.
The hand on her right cheek was reassuring her that she shouldn't fear. It was telling her that she could love again.
He asked again and her heart began pounding with such a force that she felt it could get out of her body.
Another hand caressed her face, and soon, she realized he had cupped her face lovingly.
"Kagome?" He asked worriedly. 'Please say yes, please say yes.' He begged inwardly, his fears running savagely through his body.
"Yes." She answered shyly, her cheeks blushing under the moonlight. "I'll be your girlfriend."
"Thank you," And he kissed her like no one had ever kissed her before, with such reverence and care. Not even him.
He pulled out to look at her again. He smiled and rubbed his face against hers.
It felt so wonderful.
She was beginning to love this man.
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Two chapters in a row, isn't that nice? By the way, I didn't spend too much time describing the physical aspects of each character since I didn't feel it that important.
