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Okay, THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SO MUCH for reviewing I must say I am greatly disappointed in my best friends though, they said they would R&R, but I haven't a word from them.... Anyways, I got good news though! My school does a foreign exchange student thing, I applied, and I got accepted as one of the student ambassadors! I hope you understand this is my CHRISTMAS PRESENT to everyone!!! Okay?????? Right now, let's continue!
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::Chapter 6::
It was time...
How long have I waited for this day?
This melancholy, yet in a way- wondrous day?
'Hurry, hurry... Please hurry.' I willed with all my might.
'Quickly, quickly, quickly.' I chanted over and over.
There was a luminous sphere that hid between dark looming clouds, giving the night sky an ominous look that was so creepy, that it even sent a small tingle through me.
'Almost, almost there.'
A streak shot through the gap in the clouds, creating a moonlit pathway that made its way toward me.
'Just a little bit more...'
Smiling, I watched as the last bit of gloom lifted away from the bright full moon, revealing the sudden wholesome beauty that made me gasp.
Beautiful.
When I was alive, why didn't the moon look as beautiful as it did to me as tonight- regardless of how many times I enjoyed looking up at the stars? What if it has, but I just never had the chance to notice it? Does death really have that much an impact on how you look at the world?
Now, I do know the answer...
It does.
The orb glowed with such brilliant elegance, that surely even the sun itself would be envious.
The pathway neared closer and closer, and I longed just to run into it and quickly let the miracle happen.
Instead, I have to suppress my apprehension and wait.
It wavered there a moment, just a foot away from my toes, as if the moon itself was teasing me on my impatience.
'Come on. Come on, please?'
Letting go one last breath, the stream of moonlight finally fell upon me. Consuming my whole body in its magnificent net, with no openings that would let me slip from its grasp.
I stood there with my arms outstretched, face lifted up toward the sky, hair and gown fluttering and being tousled by the sudden breeze that blew across the open meadow.
At last.
I could feel it. The soft cool touch that started from the top of my forehead and slowly wrapped itself down my body and finally out from my toes.
This was it.
This was the magic.
The old storytellers all say that magic was strongest at midnight, under the full moon.. and they were right. But that's not it.
Today.
I died on this day.
A year ago, on this very day.
It was true. That old legend.
That the lost souls could live on the day of their death under the moonlight- just briefly- but that short time could give them a chance to see what it would feel like to smell, touch, and taste once again.
"Yes," I breathe and close my eyes. The sudden chill from the wind overwhelmed me as the pathway receded on its way back toward its mistress.
The cold wind.
Freezing, but wonderful.
The wind slapping the sides of my cheeks and blowing the hair into my eyes, having the ability to breathe in the crisp fresh air with the scent of wildflowers, and just being able to experience how it feels to have the gown's silky material touch my skin.. was wonderful.
The kimono I wore was of pale soft lavender, made of the finest silk, with a silver sash. Pearls were strung across my long midnight black hair, and I wore traditional Japanese sandals upon my feet.
How strange it felt. To be wearing this formal attire instead of my usual normal school clothes, to be stuck in the Sengoku Jidai- a world I hardly knew- instead of being in the familiar bustling city of Tokyo.
Tokyo.
Just thinking of Tokyo made me think of our Higurashi shine, and thinking about the shrine made me think of the family that resides within it.
How big is Souta now? Was mama and ojichan coping along fine? Was Buyo being well taken care of? Did Eri, Ayumi, Yuka, or even Hojo-kun miss me?
I wrapped my arms around myself in futile attempt against the bitter cold. If Inuyasha was here.. What would he be doing now?
He'd probably build a fire to keep us warm, then sit in his usual stance. Sitting down crisscross applesauce, arms crossed, ears pricked, and the sheathed Tetsusaiga close in hand.
Oh, if only he was here! To be here to have his arms wrap around me, and to have his warm hands intertwine with my own, with his soft breath caressing my skin, and to see the adorable blush that would come to his cheeks.
I sighed. How sad was I? But still, it makes me wonder...
Will I ever be able to feel the protective embrace of his arms again?
Will I ever experience the kisses that sends a rush of warmth that chases away the autumn's chill again?
Will I ever hear his voice- deep and caring whisper those three words: "I love you"?
Will.
I.
Ever.
How silly I am. Of coarse not. Can you imagine a dead person coming back to life?
'Kikyou did.'
I shuddered. The unexpected thought scared me. Would I be willing to live a life in a baked body that was not my own?
Nope.
Simple as that.
No.
A sudden call from a nearby owl made me jump. The sky was still dark, that was good. I had only until sunrise to enjoy myself.
Tossing back the loose hairs across my face, I patted the well goodbye and headed toward the Inuyasha forest...
((Inuyasha's POV))
Her face was pale and her hands were already starting to get cold. Each long breath she took made a gasping sound, and her face would contort into an expression of agonizing pain. As if each breath was a huge effort for her to keep up.
"I don't want to die..." She whispers to me, her grasp tightening on mine just for a split second before it weakened again.
I lower my face and kiss her.
"I love you, Kagome.." I said. She smiles affectionately as her eyes fluttered close. Her hands suddenly grew limp and they fell beside her lifelessly. I waited for her next breath.
But it didn't come.
She was still.
Completely still.
Too still.
Realization quickly dawned on me.
"KAGOME!" I scream, grabbing her shoulders and shaking them roughly. Her head swung back and forth limply. "KAGOME, KAGOME!"
Hands grabbed my arms and body and tried to pull me back. Kaede tries to gently pry my hands off of Kagome's shoulders. I twist and tried to shake their hands off.
"Inuyasha! Stop this!" Kaede's voice was stern. But I didn't care. I need those eyes to open again and stare into mine.
"Inuyasha, please, you'll hurt yourself!" Sango's voice was desperate and laced with concern. But I was being stubborn.
"Inuyasha!" A sharp slap sounded across my cheek. I stop. I look up to see Miroku's remorseful eyes staring down at me. "Sorry I had to do that." He said quietly.
I look back down to my own hands, and gently lower Kagome onto the floor. I stood up, hands clenched tightly at my side.
Shippo's tear-stained face flickered with fear when he saw that my visage had changed into one of anger.
"Wait, Inuyasha!" Sango's voice cried out. I ignore her and ran out the door. Out into the forest where relief was waiting there for me. A place to release all the pain and anguish that I felt right now...
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"Inuyasha." Soft, quiet...
"Inuyasha." The voice called out again.
Familiar, melodious voice.
Kagome's voice.
Kagome's arm reached out for mine. I stretch out mine as well. But it wasn't close enough.
Her figure was quickly receding into the dark swirls of mist.
"Inuyasha, save me."
I ran after her. But no matter how hard I ran, she just kept getting smaller and smaller.
"KAGOME, DON'T LEAVE ME!"
I woke up.
I sat up abruptly, panting and covered in a thin sheen of cold sweat.
'Damn dream!' I cursed silently, running a clawed hand through my hair.
I look to my side to make sure that Kikyou was still sleeping soundly. She was.
I got up and pulled on my haori, knowing that I wouldn't be able to sleep for a while.
The same nightmares had been repeating itself for the past week, and personally, I did not like it.
Opening the door, I took a quick glance back at Kikyou's sleeping figure. All the movement that came from her was the slight rise and fall of her chest.
I look in the direction of east, calculating that sunrise was soon to come, for I could see the slightest fringes of pink and orange.
Tugging the haori closer around myself against the morning's chill, I tread through the dew covered emerald blades of grass as I neared the forest.
I needed my comfort there. I needed to see the Goshinboku tree.
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OMG, I WONDER WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT!?!??!?!?!?!? It's kinda obvious though... -- Okay, wow it's really late. 12:49 AM. I gotta get some sleep. OH YEAH!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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-SingleGlassRose