Hi! I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who reviewed! This story is ending… (Sobs) I might make a sequel when I…uh…finish one of my other stories first. And sorry about this chapter, some characters are acting not quite like themselves, or at least, that's what I think. And so sorry about the shortness.
Until I Die
Chapter 4
"Rin," the gruff voiced said.
"Yes, Sesshoumaru-sama?" I asked.
"You know that is not possible."
"B-But-" I stuttered.
"I have mated. And you should have done the same."
"I cannot mate anyone else. You made sure of that," I shot back, knowing how improper I was acting and how absurd this conversation was.
They say love changes the bad to good. Well, now I have learned something else. It changes the good to bad. How could such a simple four-letter word be so complicated and destructive?
Because it is always tied to another four-letter word.
Hate.
Such a strong word. Its meaning is clear as water and used so many times.
Hate and love. To hate one thing is to love another thing, and to love one thing is to hate the other. These two words spelled so simply, but cause so much confusion.
One cannot hate and not love. Nor can one love but not hate. It is like yin and yang, good and darkness, morality and immorality. Now I have another example.
Immortals and mortals.
He, my demon god, is an immortal. I, his lowly ex-servant, am a mortal. Immortals and mortals are not meant to be together, just like demons and humans. To cross that sacred line would be the last thing you would ever do. Just like Inuyasha's parents.
"I know. And for that, I am-"
You are what, Sesshoumaru-sama? If you already know, then why did you even bother not letting me go away the first time? Death is not something I fear like most people. Sure, I am scared of it, but that is normal human instincts.
Not that you would know about how humans and I feel, Sesshoumaru-sama.
I died once, and I know I shall die another time. I know how that priestess, Kikyou, must feel now.
Why do you even bother, Sesshoumaru-sama? Sometimes, even I wonder if you kept me only for amusement.
"-Sorry."
Sorry? The great Sesshoumaru-sama sorry? I know that I am lucky to hear such a thing.
But it's too late to apologize. Decades too late.
"You are not, Sesshoumaru-sama. If you truly are, you would let me follow you."
"This…this Sesshoumaru cannot."
"Then do not apologize if you don't mean it."
I quickly turned away. How foolish, Sesshoumaru-sama. To say you are sorry, but unwilling to make it right again.
"Rin," I heard his voice call me.
"Don't "Rin" me!" I heard my own bitter voice snap. "Leave me alone!"
Is that really my voice? So harsh and unfeeling? Sesshoumaru-sama, what have you done?
I quickly ran in the opposite direction before he could stop me. How foolish dreams are. To live a life without dreams is meaningless, but to live one with dreams would be stupid, for when your dreams are crushed, so are you.
I could feel salty tears running down my cheeks. And for once, I understood how Sesshoumaru-sama felt about the world.
More importantly, I understood how he saw humans.
His voice said a message to me, a message that I memorized by heart.
"Next time…"
Yes, next time…
"…we'll meet again."
…we'll meet again, when I am reborn.
And how soon that will be, for two days later, I passed on. But I did not grieve, because it was love that made me die. For I could not live in a world without you.
My soul will watch over you, and you will rest knowing that I am there by you as you sleep. In the middle of the night, the darkest hour, a lone white figure stands in a middle of red roses, smiling, always smiling…
For I will always be your little girl…Sesshoumaru…
Always…
…until I die.
(cries) So touching, even though I wrote it, I still cry whenever I read it…(sniffle) Well, until next time, this is West FullMoon, signing off!
May you have good waves…
