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Chapter 4: Unreachable
Crash
A vase was thrown against the wall and tiny pieces of glass were spread all over the carpeted floor.
"Calm down, Inuyasha. Calm down." Miroku tried to appease his friend.
"Calm down? Calm down?! I've waited three years to see her again, to have her back, but I was too chicken. I was afraid that she was not ready to deal with me yet, that she was still hurt… And now-now she's getting married in less than four weeks! How do you want me to calm down?!" Inuyasha said angrily. His breathing was uneven and his fists were hanging at each side of his body.
"And you know what's even more annoying? That I'm invited to the wedding although I didn't invite her to mine." Then a hoarse laugh emerged from his throat. A laugh filled with pain and self-pity.
"Inuyasha…" Miroku approached his friend and put a hand on one shoulder.
"I'm such an idiot, Miroku. A complete idiot."
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She was beautiful.
No
She was gorgeous. Tonight, she was gorgeous.
Her white skin glimmered under the lights; her black silken hair flew gracefully from one side to the other as she walked around the room to greet the guests. Her smile was bright, her eyes full of happiness, and for the endless time that day, he wished he had never let her go.
He walked to her nervously, hands in his pockets so nobody could notice their trembling…
One man was at her left, two women at the right, her fiancé beside her, so close…
His pace was slow; however, in less than one minute, one of his hands was patting at her shoulder very lightly.
She turned around, one arm still hooked on her beloved's. Jealously ran through his body.
Her eyes raised and her eyebrows moved upwards in surprise.
And light met darkness.
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"They are beautiful," She said dreamily as she leaned against his chest.
"Yes, they are." He said squeezing her back.
She was lost in his embrace, and he in hers. The night was their only cover, as well as the small sparkles up in the sky.
"You know, if it's possible, I wish I could have one." She said in a childish tone, "But they're too far away, impossible to reach." Disappointment clear in her voice.
"Why would you want one?" He asked softly, "Isn't it enough that you're the brightest one of them? If you get one, it would be ashamed to be near you."
She laughed.
"You're too sweet and full of non sense." She continued laughing.
"You make me who I am."
And he kissed her.
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"It's nice to see you again, Kagome." He said politely, the small smile in his lips hiding his rage at the sight in front of him.
She blinked.
"It-It's nice to see you, too." She said, still surprised to see him there. Sure she had invited him to the wedding, but she didn't know he would actually come to the rehearsal dinner.
It was so unlike him.
"And who is he, sweetheart?" The man holding her asked curiously, his grin never fading.
"I'm Isaki Inuyasha." He pulled his hand out.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Masaki Sesshoumaru, Kagome's fiancé, of course."
That word. FianceInuyasha flinched.
"So, I suppose you're a friend?"
'Yes, a friend. Her ex-boyfriend to be precise.' Inuyasha wished he could spat that out.
"Yes, we're old friends," Inuyasha spoke, moving his eyes to look at Kagome, who, from his perspective, seemed a bit uneasy.
"That's weird. She never mentioned you." Sesshoumaru then directed his questioning gaze towards the woman he loved so deeply.
"Uhm… Well, we lost contact as life changed for the both of us." Kagome said rather quietly.
"Oh, excuse me, auntie Keiko is calling me." Sesshoumaru said as he saw a middle-aged woman waving at him. "It was a pleasure." He bowed at Inuyasha.
"The pleasure was mine." Inuyasha bowed as well.
Sesshoumaru nodded and kissed Kagome on her forehead before leaving.
"He seems to be a nice guy." Inuyasha said as he watched the other man walk away.
"He is." Kagome smiled. "So, how have you been?"
Inuyasha turned his head to look at her and stayed silent for a few seconds.
'Lonely, miserable… Thinking about you all the time… Loving you.'
"Good, I suppose," He shrugged. "And you?"
"Good, too. Well, busy with all the preparations."
"So, are you excited?"
Her eyes suddenly shone, and that's when he realized that she had changed.
Her feelings had changed.
"Yes, I am!" She practically chirped. "Oh, you should see the dress, it's so nice. And the flowers! Sango and I spent a whole month looking for the right ones."
Inuyasha found himself breaking inwardly. How happy she sounded, how cheerful, how in love.
He only nodded his head and maintained a forced grin.
"Anyways, he's calling me," She giggled. "Seems that Keiko wants to talk to me too."
She offered him her hand.
"You know, at the beginning I was afraid to meet you again; I didn't know how to feel. But now, I'm glad to see you. Really." She said truthfully.
He could only keep smiling.
"I'll be looking for you in the wedding. Take care."
And her hand left his.
And she disappeared from his sight.
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He was sitting on a bench, hearing the soft summer breeze.
He wished it could sooth him, make him feel better. He had seen her tonight, how wonderful that would have been, but instead of being alone waiting for him, she was with someone else.
He wished the breeze could silently remove his pain.
A hand ran through his hair and a deep sigh interrupted the perfect rhythm that had been established by the wind in the silent night.
"You were right," He said softly looking at the stars in the dark sky. "They're too far away."
And for the first time in that night, he allowed himself to shed some tears.
He only hoped… That's all he could do.
More drops fell from his eyes.
There was a time when she had been so close to him. They had been one.
Now, she was unreachable.
The End
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So, that's it.
My writer's block is still kicking my behind, and to add more drama, college has started bombarding me with huge amounts of homework.
I hope my days get less hectic… Let's just hope.
Anyways, how was it? IY fans, don't kill me.
Vic
