Love Letters From You

Chapter 2

by: Prisket -

disclaimer: none of the few selected quotes in the letter belong to me, Inuyasha and it's respected characters do not belong to me...(can't always get what u want) but all other characters I have created and they are mine, a bunch of horny soldiers -

a/n: okie, sorry if it drags - there is a point that I'm trying to get to that leads up to the end, newayz...happy reading

The next day was drab. The sky was over cast, threatening to rain. A few of the

men gathered outside, trying to make light of things with those that fought the previous

night. They sat on the ground, smoking their stale cigarettes and telling jokes and going

on about their letters they got from their families or girls. The rest were with the

wounded, playing cards and sneaking drinks from bottles of booze that they brought

with, harassing the nurses and getting scolded by the doctor. All of them had the same

thing on their mind though, where were they going from here, what was going to happen?

Sesshoumaru rummaged through his things, getting everything in order, packing up for

their leave. They would hit another base by evening, they would have no new sergeant or

any new soldiers unless strongly needed, it was just them for now. Through all this time

he was now down to 31 men, and it disgusted him that he lost nine already, especially

Inuyasha. He brushed it off as quickly as he thought of it, it's their own damn faults for

being careless, especially in this place. That was the problem though, in this place you

didn't know if you were doing something right or wrong, you could be firing into the dark

at a bunch of trees, the things you could be hearing would just be your imagination.

Vietnam was the epitome of hell. He finished packing his things and went out to tell the

rest of the platoon what the plan would be. They all groaned and bitched once they

heard, but making a strong point that they would get killed if they were caught traveling at

night made them get up and move. All in all, they were happy they were getting the hell

out of there.

He walked around, watching his platoon, folding their things, shoving it in their bags,

making jokes and talking up a storm. The only thing he could think of now was his own

situation. He had a horrible night of sleep, deciding whether or not to tell her. Whether or

not to tell Kagome the truth, or live a lie. It was at that point his mind wandered off to a

conversation two of his men were having, when he heard Inuyasha's name.

"God, man, I feel sorry for his fiancee. A sweet girl like that and here he's pullin' this

shit."

One of the men laughed while shoving his underwear into his pack,

"Got that straight, Jones. Jesus Christ, all these letters come in and shit with her going on

about what's happening at home and how is he doing. She fucking cared. There he goes

and screws another girl."

The blond haired soldier that visited Sesshoumaru the night before spoke up,

"You know, she lost that kid she was supposed to have with him."

Everyone stopped packing their things and looked at him, in turn he nodded. Jones threw

his belongings on top of his bag,

"You mean to tell me that after the second time of tryin' she lost it? That girl doesn't

have any luck what so ever. First, he has to go off to war before they get married.

Second, she loses the kid she was supposed to have with him..."

One of the men cut him off,

"Isn't that the reason she was marrying him in the first place?"

Jones shook his head,

"Nah, what I heard from Miroku, Kagome loved him to death and he loved her too."

One of the other men butt in,

"Apparently not enough if he was fucking that nurse. Didn't he love her too?"

Jones continued,

"Yah, that too. That's the third one, him screwin' that nurse. Then the fourth one, him

dyin' on her. Not to mention, think of that other girl, she'll probably be down about that

too."

The blond shoved the rest of his belongings into his bag,

"What was that nurses name again?"

The dark haired man finished arranging his underwear and answered,

"Kikyou. And even I gotta admit, she was pretty damn cute, but to do that to his

fiancee."

Jones shrugged,

"I like Kagome, really I do, that girl is sweet like candy, but I guess the sergeant wanted

a little more than what he had. Probably couldn't stand not bein' without a woman for

this long."

All the men looked at him before they started tossing articles of clothing and tin cups

along with other accessories at him, one of them yelled over the argumentation,

"Hell! We all can't stand being without a woman! Still, we don't do that to our girls, just

so we can get laid."

The husky blond was the next to speak up,

"I'm glad im staying sex free, because believe me, the next time I see my girl, we are not

gonna leave the bedroom for days."

The all laughed, then Jones shot one back,

"I don't think your girl can last that long, sparky, you'll be shit outta luck when she

passes out and you're still wanting to go. You just might have to do what you've been

doin' here, makin' best friends with your right hand."

Sesshoumaru heard enough and he walked away with the laughter coming from the tents

fading away. He stopped at the top of the valley, before it swooped down into a horrible

pit that lead to the mass of trees. The wind blew the grass and it rippled, looking like

green waves, and the trees rustled, sounding like voices speaking out. This complicated

things even more. He had forgotten about his half brothers love affair with the nurse. He

wanted to forget it, it disgusted him, not only was his half brother a pig, but the woman

looked like Kagome. Now the battle raging in his mind was worse. His conscious was

telling him no, but his sense of mind on what's right or wrong was telling him that it

wasn't his problem. He whispered a silent thank you as Jones came running up, breaking

his concentration.

"Lieutenant! The Captain's here with the jeeps, ready to go sir!"

Sesshoumaru's back was still towards Jones,

"Well, what are you waiting for? Move out."

Jones' hand left it's place from in front of him,

"Sir?"

Sesshoumaru sighed in aggravation,

"By the time you idiots get situated I'll be out there ready to leave."

Jones nodded and saluted,

"Very well, sir."

He turned on his heel and ran back to camp, getting ready with the others. Sesshoumaru

rubbed his eyes with his hand, he disliked that man so much, he had too much energy

and it was going to get him killed some day. A breeze passed by him. How much he

hated this place. How much he hated the smell of it.

They arrived at their new camp by evening, the soldiers getting out of the jeeps

relieved that they didn't have to walk for miles were soon complaining about what a shit

hole they were at this time. It was worse than the last place they were stationed at. True,

there was a road this time around, but they were surrounded by swamp, days of rain that

filled up the area. One of the soldiers jabbed another,

"You better watch out, most of that isn't just water, it's human waste from the workers."

The other soldier looked at him in disgust.

"I hate this place more and more. It just never ends."

Sesshoumaru walked past his men and joined up with the Captain. After a brief

conversation, Sesshoumaru walked into the tent set up for him and left his soldiers to

retreat to their places.

The jeeps started to drive away with those that were left, the wounded and the dead

from the previous platoon that was there and from Sesshoumaru's. The Captain nodded

at the men as he walked by and then turned around, stared at the tent Sesshoumaru was

residing in, and then got on to the jeep.

'Do what you must Lieutenant.'

Sesshoumaru sat in front of a metal table, a piece of paper and a pen in front of him. His

chin, propped up by his hand as he stared at the blank piece of paper. After a while he

moved and grabbed the pen. And so, the words came out.

My Dearest Kagome,

I was grateful upon receiving your letter, how I always enjoy them no matter

what news you bring. Bad or good, it's the fact that you wrote them with your

hand, to know that your heart goes into my well being. That's all that matters to

me, is you, and as you long for me, I long to see you again. Your letters bring me

hope in this dark place where there is none. How much I long to hear your voice

again, how much I want it to sooth my soul. How much I long to see your face

again, how much I want it to calm my beating heart. And how much I long for your

touch my dear sweet Kagome, how much I want it to stop my racing mind. I desire

so much, but at this moment I desire you. Can one desire too much of a good

thing?

You, you are the only person that keeps me sane in such a time where the night t

alks and the rain never stops. You are the change that came over the spirit of my

dreams. They are the only thing I look forward to when the sky turns dark. Within

those dreams I can hold you in my arms, I can touch your face with my own hand

and I can see your sweet smile upon your beautiful face. It is in my dreams where I

want to stay, because I know in reality when I wake up, you aren't there and I

desire even more for the day to come when I will see you again, and you just aren't

a figment, you are real. To see you is to love you, only you, and love forever.

Be good, Kagome, and be clever. Do good things, do not dream them, all day long.

And so make life, death, and all other things for ever into one grand song. I

await for your next letter to keep my soul striving with your words, to know that I

will one day hear them from you.

Your love,

Inuyasha

a/n: so, so...didn't expect it huh? Well, prolly did since the title really gives away the story, that's why I hate the title . and I know...Sesshoumaru...total OOC, but he's supposed to be sum1 else, rite...there is a method to my madness, ok, trust me