Illusions Within: Chapter 2
By: micchan
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. Just borrowing it for a while.^_^
Chapter 2
The red-clothed hanyou walked barefooted on the cold grass without any idea about where he was going. He set his eyes on the evening sky, then saw the silver moon glowing in its full phase. That can only mean that this was the time of the month for him to change into the human Inuyasha. Realizing this, he just scratched his head and waited under shade of a huge tree. He closed his eyes and rested upon the tree's thick and wide trunk and fell into sleep.
There was a soft rustling of leaves behind the bushes. His still white ears moved--he heard the sound. He opened his golden eyes and to his surprise, nothing happened to him. He noticed that his hair was still in white. Once again, he paid attention to the noise that seemed to be getting nearer and nearer every second. He set his guard and prepared himself for an unexpected battle. Suddenly...
ROAR!!!!!!!
A large panther-like demon running from the forest swiftly jumped over the leafy bushes and towards Inuyasha's direction. He quickly readied his claw-like hands for an attack if ever the monster will fight him. The demon ran across the obstacles of the forest, as if being chased by a deadly killer. Well maybe, it is.
"Come back here!!!!" I shrill voice of a child echoed through the cave of the tree's broad branches. Upon hearing, the demon ran as fast as he could in a terrifying speed as he passed by Inuyasha whose hair was being blown by the wind. A few moments later, no trace of the monster can be found. But in the pitch black shadow of the forest, a figure was taking shape under the light of the round moon.
A boy stepped out from behind the bushes and revealed his face. He was catching his breath and muttering things about the monster at the same time. Inuyasha was startled.
The boy with the dark and long hair was none other than Inuyasha himself.
The silver-haired Inuyasha slowly went nearer to the boy, or should he call him as the young Inuyasha. He knew it was him, even though the boy was in his human form, he could tell that he was ten.
"You're Inuyasha, ne?" He started a conversation. The frustrated child looked at him and replied in an angry tone, "How did you know? Maybe you're one of my father's enemies, am I correct?" The other laughed. "Of course not! I was just asking you name. So why are you chasing that youkai?" "It's my hobby. But I just hate it when I turn into a human! I feel so weak! I can't even do some attacks!" The lad made a sharp frown on his face and turned away from his older self. "Tch! This kid's pretty stubborn!" Inuyasha said to himself. "I wanna kick him--" But he thought. This annoying kid was him. And truly, it reminded him of his childhood days--chasing demons as a hobby, practicing some fighting techniques as taught by his father and playing with his mother at times. It wasn't really normal for a typical child to do all those. But he is a hanyou. And no one can ever change that. As a youkai, he needed to be strong, powerful, and skillful so as to be able to survive in their dangerous world. And as a human, he was gifted with a heart to feel emotions that aren't meant for those with full youkai blood. Sometimes, he hated himself for being a human. He wanted to be stronger than any other youkai. He wanted to gain enough power to defeat all his enemies. Because of those reasons, I dreamed to be a full youkai that lead him find and use the power of the Shikon No Tama. But even though all these desires once filled his heart, he never envied his half-brother who was a full youkai, Sesshoumaru.
"Hey, who are you anyway?" The child's question snapped him from all the thoughts that filled his mind. His younger self was looking straight in his eyes. "I'm you." "Yu? Weird name, huh?" "No! What I mean is, I'm you, Inuyasha!" The look on the kid was disagreeing with what he had said. "Stop joking around, mister! I'm Inuyasha! Or maybe it was just coincidence that we both have the same name." Inuyasha sighed. He didn't know what to say or how to explain all these. He was clueless of what was happening in this world. It just gave him a nostalgic feeling which it seemed like he didn't want to feel. Pretty weird.
"...Probably." He got nothing to say. "Well then, nice knowing you. Jaa!" The child Inuyasha ran into the forest, back to where his home was.
He watched his younger self disappear in his sight as he wished him safety. Suddenly, an urge of wanting overwhelmed his soul. He was back in the past after all. This was his chance to see the things that can't be seen in the present. And he didn't want to miss it.
He leapt, foot-by-foot, meter-by-meter, towards his old home where he was raised by his youkai father and his human mother. Flashes of memories appeared in his mind as if he was watching a film. He ran against the road crowded with branches, leaves, and trees that never seemed to block his way. There were countless desires that crossed him, but he never knew how to achieve.
Finally, a hopeful sight enlightened his soul. The mansion-like house was just a few meters away, and it was just seconds away from him. His eyes were becoming teary. It may not look too good to see a young man cry, but for him, there was a reason. All those feelings of longingness and emptiness were starting to flood his heart like a river...he didn't care about the tears falling down his cheeks. All he cared about now is to see his family...his home.
The wind blew gently on his face. It was only a matter of steps from the house's boundary. He gathered all his confidence and strength within him--just to open the gate. There was a slight screeching sound of wood when he swung the gate open. The wide and beautiful garden infront of him was only a part of his family's teritory. Sakura petals dropped towards the ground but were carried away by the cool wind. The grass was full of dew while the other plants just remained silent in their places. His mother loved flowers. That is why they have a garden at home, inspite the fact that this woman lived with three other youkai. Maybe she didn't care. She knew that it was possible for someone like her to accept a youkai in her life. Sometimes, it came to his mind what his mother felt when she first saw Inuyoukai. Was she scared of him that time? Or did she felt comfort with him? He didn't know...because he never had the chance to ask his mother about it. He cared too much to gain strength.
Then he positioned himself to knock on the door. It was in the middle of the night, they must have been asleep by now. He thought about that and withdrew his hand. "I'm dumb." He said to himself. "It's already late. Why did I ever come here this time?" Disappointed, he steeped away from the doorstep and planned to head back to the forest.
He can hear something. A swish of a sword perhaps. It's coming from the other side of the house. So he trotted behind the walls of the trees until he reached the backyard. Someone with a long white hair was practicing with his sword. He recognized him. That was Sesshoumaru.
Moments later, a shadow appeared behind the lad. The tall and robust man caught Sesshoumaru's attention. He lowered his sword and turned to look at Inuyoukai. "It's getting late, Sesshoumaru. You have all the time tomorrow to practice with your sword, but now you need to rest." The seemingly obedient boy nodded and walked to their house's entrance. Just then, a loud and eerie sound of breaking glass woke the whole household.
Inuyasha peeked through the small window located in the middle of the wall. The scattered pieces of a broken vase laid on the floor with flowers soaking wet in the spilled water. A sheath of a sword was found near the foot of the naughty child. "Inuyasha!" The child dropped the sword he was holding as he slowly turned towards his angry father. The man twitched the sword away from his tiny hand and scolded his son as his mother cleaned the mess he had made. His cold brother didn't even bothered at all. He only looked straight to his destination and paid no attention to the useless fuss done by his stupid brother.
Back outside, Inuyasha stopped watching them. He sat on the grass and stared at the velvet sky that was glittered with stars. He had seen them all--his father, mother, and even his enemy. He had already accomplished his mission. There was nothing more to do.
But he wondered why. Why was he in this world? In this strange world? Some time ago he was with Kikyo...then now he was in his childhood days. He went deep into thinking and not a single notion entered his mind. Then he remembered Kagome and the others. Where are they? Why am I all alone in this place?
He felt that he wanted the present more than his past...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
R&R pleez. C&C are welcome.
By: micchan
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. Just borrowing it for a while.^_^
Chapter 2
The red-clothed hanyou walked barefooted on the cold grass without any idea about where he was going. He set his eyes on the evening sky, then saw the silver moon glowing in its full phase. That can only mean that this was the time of the month for him to change into the human Inuyasha. Realizing this, he just scratched his head and waited under shade of a huge tree. He closed his eyes and rested upon the tree's thick and wide trunk and fell into sleep.
There was a soft rustling of leaves behind the bushes. His still white ears moved--he heard the sound. He opened his golden eyes and to his surprise, nothing happened to him. He noticed that his hair was still in white. Once again, he paid attention to the noise that seemed to be getting nearer and nearer every second. He set his guard and prepared himself for an unexpected battle. Suddenly...
ROAR!!!!!!!
A large panther-like demon running from the forest swiftly jumped over the leafy bushes and towards Inuyasha's direction. He quickly readied his claw-like hands for an attack if ever the monster will fight him. The demon ran across the obstacles of the forest, as if being chased by a deadly killer. Well maybe, it is.
"Come back here!!!!" I shrill voice of a child echoed through the cave of the tree's broad branches. Upon hearing, the demon ran as fast as he could in a terrifying speed as he passed by Inuyasha whose hair was being blown by the wind. A few moments later, no trace of the monster can be found. But in the pitch black shadow of the forest, a figure was taking shape under the light of the round moon.
A boy stepped out from behind the bushes and revealed his face. He was catching his breath and muttering things about the monster at the same time. Inuyasha was startled.
The boy with the dark and long hair was none other than Inuyasha himself.
The silver-haired Inuyasha slowly went nearer to the boy, or should he call him as the young Inuyasha. He knew it was him, even though the boy was in his human form, he could tell that he was ten.
"You're Inuyasha, ne?" He started a conversation. The frustrated child looked at him and replied in an angry tone, "How did you know? Maybe you're one of my father's enemies, am I correct?" The other laughed. "Of course not! I was just asking you name. So why are you chasing that youkai?" "It's my hobby. But I just hate it when I turn into a human! I feel so weak! I can't even do some attacks!" The lad made a sharp frown on his face and turned away from his older self. "Tch! This kid's pretty stubborn!" Inuyasha said to himself. "I wanna kick him--" But he thought. This annoying kid was him. And truly, it reminded him of his childhood days--chasing demons as a hobby, practicing some fighting techniques as taught by his father and playing with his mother at times. It wasn't really normal for a typical child to do all those. But he is a hanyou. And no one can ever change that. As a youkai, he needed to be strong, powerful, and skillful so as to be able to survive in their dangerous world. And as a human, he was gifted with a heart to feel emotions that aren't meant for those with full youkai blood. Sometimes, he hated himself for being a human. He wanted to be stronger than any other youkai. He wanted to gain enough power to defeat all his enemies. Because of those reasons, I dreamed to be a full youkai that lead him find and use the power of the Shikon No Tama. But even though all these desires once filled his heart, he never envied his half-brother who was a full youkai, Sesshoumaru.
"Hey, who are you anyway?" The child's question snapped him from all the thoughts that filled his mind. His younger self was looking straight in his eyes. "I'm you." "Yu? Weird name, huh?" "No! What I mean is, I'm you, Inuyasha!" The look on the kid was disagreeing with what he had said. "Stop joking around, mister! I'm Inuyasha! Or maybe it was just coincidence that we both have the same name." Inuyasha sighed. He didn't know what to say or how to explain all these. He was clueless of what was happening in this world. It just gave him a nostalgic feeling which it seemed like he didn't want to feel. Pretty weird.
"...Probably." He got nothing to say. "Well then, nice knowing you. Jaa!" The child Inuyasha ran into the forest, back to where his home was.
He watched his younger self disappear in his sight as he wished him safety. Suddenly, an urge of wanting overwhelmed his soul. He was back in the past after all. This was his chance to see the things that can't be seen in the present. And he didn't want to miss it.
He leapt, foot-by-foot, meter-by-meter, towards his old home where he was raised by his youkai father and his human mother. Flashes of memories appeared in his mind as if he was watching a film. He ran against the road crowded with branches, leaves, and trees that never seemed to block his way. There were countless desires that crossed him, but he never knew how to achieve.
Finally, a hopeful sight enlightened his soul. The mansion-like house was just a few meters away, and it was just seconds away from him. His eyes were becoming teary. It may not look too good to see a young man cry, but for him, there was a reason. All those feelings of longingness and emptiness were starting to flood his heart like a river...he didn't care about the tears falling down his cheeks. All he cared about now is to see his family...his home.
The wind blew gently on his face. It was only a matter of steps from the house's boundary. He gathered all his confidence and strength within him--just to open the gate. There was a slight screeching sound of wood when he swung the gate open. The wide and beautiful garden infront of him was only a part of his family's teritory. Sakura petals dropped towards the ground but were carried away by the cool wind. The grass was full of dew while the other plants just remained silent in their places. His mother loved flowers. That is why they have a garden at home, inspite the fact that this woman lived with three other youkai. Maybe she didn't care. She knew that it was possible for someone like her to accept a youkai in her life. Sometimes, it came to his mind what his mother felt when she first saw Inuyoukai. Was she scared of him that time? Or did she felt comfort with him? He didn't know...because he never had the chance to ask his mother about it. He cared too much to gain strength.
Then he positioned himself to knock on the door. It was in the middle of the night, they must have been asleep by now. He thought about that and withdrew his hand. "I'm dumb." He said to himself. "It's already late. Why did I ever come here this time?" Disappointed, he steeped away from the doorstep and planned to head back to the forest.
He can hear something. A swish of a sword perhaps. It's coming from the other side of the house. So he trotted behind the walls of the trees until he reached the backyard. Someone with a long white hair was practicing with his sword. He recognized him. That was Sesshoumaru.
Moments later, a shadow appeared behind the lad. The tall and robust man caught Sesshoumaru's attention. He lowered his sword and turned to look at Inuyoukai. "It's getting late, Sesshoumaru. You have all the time tomorrow to practice with your sword, but now you need to rest." The seemingly obedient boy nodded and walked to their house's entrance. Just then, a loud and eerie sound of breaking glass woke the whole household.
Inuyasha peeked through the small window located in the middle of the wall. The scattered pieces of a broken vase laid on the floor with flowers soaking wet in the spilled water. A sheath of a sword was found near the foot of the naughty child. "Inuyasha!" The child dropped the sword he was holding as he slowly turned towards his angry father. The man twitched the sword away from his tiny hand and scolded his son as his mother cleaned the mess he had made. His cold brother didn't even bothered at all. He only looked straight to his destination and paid no attention to the useless fuss done by his stupid brother.
Back outside, Inuyasha stopped watching them. He sat on the grass and stared at the velvet sky that was glittered with stars. He had seen them all--his father, mother, and even his enemy. He had already accomplished his mission. There was nothing more to do.
But he wondered why. Why was he in this world? In this strange world? Some time ago he was with Kikyo...then now he was in his childhood days. He went deep into thinking and not a single notion entered his mind. Then he remembered Kagome and the others. Where are they? Why am I all alone in this place?
He felt that he wanted the present more than his past...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
R&R pleez. C&C are welcome.