Love Letters from You
by: Prisket .
disclaimer: don't own any of it, even for future chaps I dun own ne of the quotes, unless stated.
A/N: okie, so here goes my 1st Sesshoumaru and Kagome story, and quite frankly, my 2nd Inuyasha fic, so if I fuck up on nething, I don't care ;; it's fiction, you don't have to be completely true in fiction...kindda - but I know the rankings are right, I went online and checked it all out before I started writing, everything else...I'm not really sure...whoops if I'm wrong and sorry if anything is misspelled b/c I wrote this when I didn't have my contacts in, so I'm partially blind, and I don't want to give myself a headache from leanin too close to the screen, I'll shut up now. Happy reading!
Chapter 1
His grasp tightened around the small silver locket as pain shot throughout his whole
body. His breaths were shorter, more weak, and he was trying everything to keep
himself alive. He was striving on a memory of her, he wanted to live just to see her again,
the woman who possessed that locket with her picture in it. He lifted up his other hand,
his blood covering every inch of it, and he winced in pain. The blood from the wound on
his side seeped through his clothes and pooled in the damp grass. He struggled to move,
to get up, to at least do something. His head lifted up part way, only to stare at his
bloodied hand a little longer. He lost, he lost everything, only one strand was left
of his life. His head fell back onto the grass and he took his last breath, regretting that he
couldn't fulfill his last thought; he wanted to see her again just to tell her that he loved her.
His hand fell at his side, landing in the bloodied pool. The sounds of the battle rang out,
gun fire, screams, and the mist of the night blanketed it all. The mist of death consumed
all.
"Lieutenant?"
Sesshoumaru looked up from the map sprawled out on the table in front of him.
"What is it? I'm busy."
The soldier entered into the tent, the flap closing behind him, the dim light from the lamps
created an ethereal look around the large beige tent. He saluted.
"Sir, the Sergeant's team just came back from the field."
Seeshoumaru straightened up,
"As you were. It took them long enough, their status?"
The soldier shifted, his hand finding its place back to his side. He cleared his throat,
" Five wounded and two dead, sir."
Sesshoumaru's defiant posture did not once fault as his eyes narrowed at the lanky man,
"Why is it, soldier, that you are making this report and not the Sergeant?"
As if on cue, the brown haired man shifted again,
"Sir, the Sergeant was one of the men killed."
For a brief while shock spread through the Lieutenant's face. The other two soldiers on
either side of him had the same expression. What was being discussed five minutes
earlier was forgotten when Sesshoumaru and the three soldiers walked down to the
medical tent.
The flap closed shut behind the three of them as the scene unfolded in front of them. It
was more frequent seeing soldiers sitting on the beds with their heads in their hands,
calming themselves from the trauma, this was Nam, they started out sane, then they
slowly began to unravel here. Others were babbling, then others were laid on the beds,
bloodied arms, legs, faces, stomachs. Then there were two covered by sheets.
Sesshoumaru made his way to the last two bunks. The other three soldiers stood their
posts. He heard the rants of the soldiers as he passed,
"Please, dear god, help me through this, please let me live to see my family..."
"You can't see them, man, they're everywhere, they are the night..."
"I don't want to die here, I don't want to die here..."
"I hate this fuckin' place, it's drivin' me insane..."
To him, they all started to sound the same, no one wanted to die, no one wanted to be
there, no one wanted to lose themselves. He stood in between the two beds, he turned
to one and threw the blood speckled sheet down, only to reveal the first dead soldier,
half his skull missing and his arm completely ravaged. He then turned to the other bed
and repeated the same action, this time revealing the sergeant, a hole residing in his side.
Sesshoumaru stared at him,
'He must have bled to death.'
He turned his head to the side, noticing the sergeants hand clasping something.
Sesshoumaru reached out and pulled at his hand, prying his cold lifeless finger apart to
reveal a stained silver locket. He pulled the locket out of his grasp and looked at him,
'Inuyasha. You fool.'
Sesshoumaru had returned to his tent and sat down at the table he was at before. He
tossed the locket on top of the map and leaned back, his eyes never leaving the metal
heart. Curious, he leaned forward and picked it up, the cool metal touched his fingertips
and the chain laced around his fingers. Dried blood spotted the metal as it dimly shone in
the light. He went to open it when one of the soldiers entered the tent and saluted,
"Lieutenant."
Sesshoumaru nodded at the husky blond haired man, and the soldier placed his hand at
his side,
" Permission to speak freely, sir?"
Sesshoumaru placed the locket back on top of the map,
"Granted."
The soldier cleared his throat,
"I was just wondering, sir, you just lost your brother, aren't you going to do anything
about it?"
Sesshoumaru leaned forward, putting his hands on the table, one on top of the other,
"Like what, soldier? I will inform the Captain about a replacement for the Sergeant and
any of the other men needing to leave and the other that is currently dead. If you expect
me to grieve, you are certainly mistaken. This is war, I do not have the time to grieve for
every soldier that has passed, relative or not."
The man nodded,
"Of course, sir..."
Sesshoumaru raised his brow,
"Was there something else, soldier?"
The blond grabbed an envelope out of his jacket and walked up to the table and placed
it in front of Sesshoumaru's hands,
"This, sir. It was lying on top of the Sergeants bag, he was going to read it when he got
back, he was...he was saving it for later. It's a letter from his fiancé. I know that the
relatives of the deceased are supposed to get letters in notifying them of their loss, but I
was thinking, since you know her, and that she was going to be your sister-in-law, that
possibly you could inform her yourself. It might make it a little more bearable than a
complete stranger telling her."
Sesshoumaru straightened up,
"Now let me ask you, soldier, why is it that you care?"
The man did a small smile and a slight laugh,
"Well, sir. That woman is one hell of a cook and it was really nice of her to throw a big
party for us before we left for this journey into insanity. I'd hate to think about her
reaction when she finds out, but at least it gives me more comfort if you tell her than
someone else."
Sesshoumaru noticed how quickly the soldier's expression changed to a more serious
one, and he cleared his throat,
"I must do what I am required to do, soldier. As I am your ranking officer, I myself have
a ranking officer that I have to report to, this matter is out of my hands after I tell the
Captain."
The man slammed his hands on the table,
"But sir! Even you and the Captain have a good relationship. Hell, he would let you
inform her, he knows how to pull the right strings! I just hate to think about that sweet girl
and all this shit she's put up with lately only to have this on her head too..."
He was cut short when Sesshoumaru got out of his chair and was a few inches away
from his face,
"You are out of line soldier! If I hear another word out of your mouth about this situation
I will report you to General Naraku for being a disturbance and have him deal with you. I
will have no tolerance for such stupidity as yours in my platoon. Do you understand?"
The soldier straightened up, his face became placid,
"Very well. Sir."
He saluted, and Sesshoumaru waved his hand,
"Dismissed. Get the hell out of here."
The large man turned on his heel and walked out of the tent. Sesshoumaru fell back into
his chair and sighed. He hated having control over idiots. He leaned forwards and picked
up the letter. Instead of having the curiosity to open up the locket, it opened the letter
instead. Unfolding it's contents he read it,
Dear Inuyasha,
Sorry, it's been such a long time since I wrote, I hope this letter finds you. I pray
that you are doing well, and that you are surviving each day. So much has
happened, and not all of it good. I wish I could write you a letter filled with
something great this time, but, yet again, nothing extraordinary has come to find
me. I hope you're sitting down for this one, it's the biggest tragedy. I have no
simple way to put this, so I'll be straight forward. My dear Inuyasha, I've lost the
baby.
Three days ago, I miscarried. I've just collected the sanity to write you this
letter, I apologize for the tears and if they smudged any of the words, even when I
think I am better, I begin to cry. Everyone has been so nice, and it hurts me that
they are straining themselves for me. The only thing that makes me feel better is
knowing that I will see you again. Sango wants to put together a big coming home
party, she's already planning it now, even though we have no clue when it's going
to be over. I'll promise you this, it's going to be great, it's going to be the best time
you ever had.
Oh, also, Rin says hello to your brother, I hope he is doing well too. She misses
him so much, I'm not even enough for her, I can't do some of the things he does to
make her happy, sometimes I think my hair is going to fall out because of her, but
still, she's so much fun to have around. Well, I hate to cut this letter short, but I
have to run out to the store before the riot begins again, they never give up, I
swear it's seems like such a waste, even though I want to be there with them and
bring everyone home. I look forward to your next letter. I can't wait until you
come home, Inuyasha. I have faith in you that you will return to me.
Love,
Kagome
P.S. what do you think about the summer? Would a summer wedding be nice, or
do you think we should stay with spring? I'm just worried that it will rain during
the spring. Write back soon, please, before I start to think the worst.
Sesshoumaru threw the letter onto the table and growled,
"Naive twit."
He sighed, it wasn't his place to tell her and he was going to stay with that, even though
he didn't want to admit to himself that her words struck him, not to mention the dried
tears on the paper. She had been crying the whole time she wrote the letter, and her
ways of changing the subject were so obvious it was moronic. Still, still, she cared, and
that's what made him sick, even more than when she expected Inuyasha to return to her,
her caring about him, Sesshoumaru. Even if she only wished for his well being, it was the
fact that she was taking care of Rin. She openly accepted to do it. It's not like Rin
wasn't used to it, he was in the army, he was always gone, but still, for this she wanted
to take Rin. The girl was his responsibility, not Kagome's, it was his cousin on his
mother's side of the family, no relation to Inuyasha what so ever, but still, that woman
considered her as such since he was in care of her. She considered her as her little sister,
maybe even more like her own now than anything. He banged his fist on the table. His
own personal battle was beginning in his mind, he knew it was out of his hands, but that
damn woman. The only reason he wanted to deny himself of being right was only for
Rin's sake. That stupid woman was already putting the girl through hell what with all of
her problems, and now that she just lost her child that was Inuyasha's, Rin must be
suffering too. He didn't want to tell her. He didn't want Kagome to know that Inuyasha
was dead. He didn't want that fool making herself miserable even more, and possibly
hurting Rin. Damn her for taking Rin, if she wouldn't have, it wouldn't have bothered him
as much. He didn't want her fucking up Rin when she's not even hers to do such.
He didn't want to come home to a little girl that's mute all over again because of his
brother's bitch.
He closed his eyes, for once, he didn't know what to do.
Damn Inuyasha for placing this burden on his shoulders. Damn Inuyasha for being
engaged to such a twit. Damn him.
a/n O.o, I dunno, for sum reason, the ending seemed repetitive, oh well. And I'm pretty shocked, this is the very 1st PG13 thing I've written, there barely isn't any violence, and no sex, maybe implications , and a few foul words...but wow, I amazed myself, I always write R stuff ;; hope you enjoyed! btw- I suck at titles and I wish I could come up w/something that has more grandeur and more meaning to it . ok, and the other thing I just realized...they really treat Sesshoumaru like a general, but I mean, c'mon...u know how that demon is, wouldn't he have the utmost respect out of any one no matter what rank? I could be wrong ;;
