Love Letters From You

Chapter 4

by:Prisket

a/n: inuyasha characters do not belong to me, 4 quotes in sesshoumaru's letter do not belong to me, everything else...does

The day was somber as the rain flooded the lands. All the soldiers sat around reading or

writing their loved ones letters. A small murmur amongst them. Their spirits had been

washed away even more, like the rain that clung to their skin and soaked them to the

bone. The had attacked the Vietcong a few days before hand, and the out come was

tragic. They ended up losing more men then they had killed. The Vietcong knew their

attack was coming, the damn bastard's that hide in the shadows knew they were going

to be there to kill them. Shots had rung out, explosions had taken half of the men out,

blood mingled with the rain, and their bodies not even whole any more lying there, slowly

getting sucked into the water, into those dark depths that would claim them. One by one

they were falling wounded or dead. The rain soon became a blinding blanket over them,

everyone was the enemy, that's when they knew they had to move out, to save their lives

from the unseen. It was the worst fight they had been through so far, the most

unexpected, the most horrendous. Their platoon was slowly vanishing before them, but

yet they still marched on through soaked barren lands that pulled you in, not just

physically, but pulled your soul in too. They all wished for their lives back, but they all

knew they wouldn't get them. Even if they survived, they would never have their lives

back to what they once were, they were all going to die here. The smell of it consumed

them all, the fear, the wait, the paranoia. They weren't men anymore, no matter how

hard they believed it, they were all children lost in the dark.

"Lieutenant."

Sesshoumaru was pulled out of his reverie as he heard the soft voice in front of him and

was shocked to see it was Jones. So even the man with an eternal adrenaline high lost his

edge.

"What is it, Jones?"

The man walked up closer to Sesshoumaru and pulled out an envelope from the pocket

of his jacket,

"This, Sir. It's a letter to Inuyasha. From Kagome."

His eyes were cast down towards the ground as he held the letter out in front of

Sesshoumaru. He took the letter from Jones' hand and he turned to walk away, before

he had the chance to leave Sesshoumaru made him stop,

"Any letters that come in for Inuyasha, if I do not get to them before you, please give

them to me. I don't want you telling any one of this, Jones, that is an order. Do you

understand?"

Jones turned around and saluted weakly,

"Yes, Sir."

His arm limply fell to his side and he walked out of the tent. Sesshoumaru sat back, the

poor fool probably didn't even notice considering the state he was in, letters still coming

for a dead man would have been something easily pointed out, that is, if you weren't

delusional. Deep down, Jones knew, but it was something that didn't concern him at the

moment, and Sesshoumaru was thankful for at least that, even though it was a wretched

price to pay. To lose one's self in this place was a considered a weakness to

Sesshoumaru, it made him disrespect his men even more. He understood where they

were coming from, but it was not something to grieve about, this was war, even he

himself had points where insanity had gotten the better of him, but at least he had the

strength to not let it get him down. Still, but still, he was losing his grip, losing so many

men that night, he should have seen it coming. So maybe, was he believed was just talk,

at some point, he, Sesshoumaru, will lose himself. He shook his head to rid such anserine

thoughts, and looked at the soggy letter grasped in his hand. He smoothed it out and

started to open it, it came apart easily, the rain making the envelope and letter soft, the

whole thing lay like a cloth upon his hands when he had finally taken it out of the

envelope, hoping not to tear it. He was relieved that the foolish woman used pencil this

time instead of ink, for it would not have been readable at all, even though the written

words were light and barely seen, he could still make it out. It's not like he gave two shits

in the first place if he could read it or not, but deep down, something would have

bothered him if he couldn't. He strained his eyes to read what she had said.

Dear Inuyasha,

The only thing I can think of after reading that letter is, wow. I haven't heard such

things from you in ages, it makes me worry a little, are you feeling well? I

understand that it's hard out there, as much as the sanity is deteriorating there, it

is doing the same here. A few soldiers had returned home the other day, they had

been wounded, and they were screamed at. People were actually throwing things

at them! It's disgusting, Inuyasha, I an even sorry to say I had gotten involved at

one point. I must say, even more people dislike me now for supporting the soldiers

than they did when you went to war.

I know, you must be laughing at such brash actions and know that things will

never change with me no matter what. I couldn't help myself though, I have three

people close to me that are in this war, and when their spirit is treated so

shamefully it isn't something I will stand by and watch forever. Might I add also,

all of us ladies were fighting for our men, please do not tell your brother for I do

not want yet another fight on my hands.

Oh, Inuyasha, if you were only here you would understand. It's hard getting by

each day, we have our own war raging here. People who have been protesting, a

few have even died so far. I once in the beginning believed that joining them would

prove something. The only thing it proves is how we have lost our sanity, how

much we have lost ourselves. I know how horrid it must be over there, I see how it

is on the news. The atrocities that you and so many others must be going through,

I've seen what the villages and towns look like after battle, I can only imagine the

nightmares you endure, but I can share the pain when you have the feeling of

losing your mind. But it is just like you said in your last letter, as to where I keep

you sane my sweet Inuyasha, you do the same for me.

I must tend to making dinner, Rin wants macaroni and cheese with hot dogs yet

again. She wants me to say hello to Sesshoumaru for her, she asked if you would

give him a kiss and a hug along with that, but I wouldn't believe between either of

you it would be acceptable. There is one thing though to go along with Rin's

greeting, would you please tell your brother for me, thank you. If I didn't have Rin

around, I believe I would be miserable, she has been keeping me on my toes, and

she has given me that little ray of sunshine I need. Oh, but my dearest, I wish to

bathe in the warmth of your sunlight once again. For a little ray is teasing. I need

you, Inuyasha. I await for the day when my bed will not be empty like my heart,

and my nights will not be lonely like my soul. I await for you to return. I hope you

respond soon, I get so much joy receiving your letters, especially if you keep

writing them like the last one. As you can probably tell, I tried such an angle

myself, I believe I might have failed miserably for it is not my style. Now it is time

to wrap up this letter because everyone is home now. We all wish you guys luck,

and I especially wish you luck, Inuyasha.

Love you always,

Kagome

P.S. I'm sorry, but for some reason, I was happy about your last letter, but upset

too. You had not mentioned of the matters in the previous letters I wrote, maybe

you might not have gotten them. I'm sorry for bringing it up. Don't worry, the only

thing I want on your mind when you think about me is that I love you. That's all

my dear. I love you.

Sesshoumaru still held the letter in his hands after he was done. Slightly annoyed, the

letter started to get wrinkles in his grasp as it started to tighten. He cursed her again for

being stupid, but yet, she had some strength in her. She argued for their sake, putting Rin

into the whole thing was what pissed him off, but still, she wasn't going to take shit from

any one any more. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea Rin was with her, Kagome giving

her strength and courage, but again, the woman was an idiot and didn't think things

through rationally which could have gotten them hurt. Then there was something else that

weighed over the anger, something inside of him that made him question. Was he,

Sesshoumaru, one of those that woman said she cared about? She might have been nice

just to say such a thing, but yet, she was thanking him for letting her be in charge of Rin.

He got up, cleared his throat and his mind at the same time and tossed the letter onto the

cot, preposterous. He spat at the idea, and yet it still lingered. He stared at the letter as it

innocently sat there against the dark green fabric. It was only a damn letter, nothing

more, but why was is so threatening to him? It was if it were mocking him and his whole

being. He turned around, his back towards it. He'd be damned if her wrote another one

to her. A few minutes later he found himself sitting down and responding to her, writing

down false words on a piece of paper to a woman that he portrayed a false love to as a

false person.

My dearest sweetheart,

To calm your mind about the letters, it is true I have gotten all that you have sent,

but there is a reason as to why I do not respond in the manor to which you expect.

Your heart is in pain, and to ease the ache that you have to endure, I myself wish to

not bring up such circumstances which would make you feel worse. It hurts me to

know that you must put up a facade every day, just like myself, and I want to drop

that barrier of depression by writing in such a way that makes you comforted. I

want to make you happy mentally if I cannot do it physically. I dare not bombard

you with the horrors of this war and the trauma, but much rather, what gets me

through it all. You. I wish to make you feel like you are with me during this time

instead of miles away. I want to make you feel special by knowing you are the

reason I live. I want you to feel like my wife. That no matter what leaps and

bounds may keep us apart, we will always be together, two souls with but a single

thought, two hearts that beat as one.

My love, the letters I write to you, for you, are of thoughts that breathe, and words

that burn.I never want a moment to go by where the light would be taken off of

your gracious beauty, like that you are a rare flower, not to be blanketed by the

darkness but let your delicate petals and color shine amongst the soft rays. My

dear sweet Kagome, if I were there by your side I would grant your every wish. You

wouldn't feel lonely, you wouldn't be lost, but for now my letters to you will be in

my place. These letters are my love, these words are my voice, and these emotions

are my touch. All you need to do is close your eyes to see me, though lost to sight,

to memory my dear I will remain. Through our dreams our desires come true. Like

a dog in mine I hunt for you. I crave to ravish you, mind, body and soul when I find

you. In my dreams grace is all in your steps, heaven in your eyes, in every gesture

dignity and love. I will praise the day when I see it for my own eyes, open, and

gazing upon you once again.

In a whisper of your name it is eternally stitched into my heart. In a thought of

your face it is permanently burned into my mind. In the sweet song of your words

they are etched into my soul until the ends of time. You are my very being,

Kagome, you make my will to fight, for you, for my life, for us. In your heart you

may have your doubts, about the war, about the fighting, about the survival. But

my angel, doubt the stars are fire; doubt that the sun does move; doubt truth to be

a liar; but never doubt that I love you. With that, this letter must come to its end.

To leave with one more parting note, your words are like the food of love, no

matter what they may be, no matter how you may write them, please write on.

Yours forever truly,

Inuyasha

And so, he was damned.

a/n: ok, I want to thank all of those, even though I had already, except for a couple I have yet to do so, for wishing me to write on, I really didn't expect such a fuss over it, but I do thank you all so very much for understanding and for urging me to continue, which as you can see...I have. I guess I kindda had a little fit over it, considering as I've told many of you, originality is a must with me especially since there is so little of it now a days, everything is beaten to a pulp...and I felt bad that some one already had the idea...and kind of disappointed at the same time, but ya know what...shit happens...that's it...so I wrote. Now, the rating will change since I'm going to take a turn in this story that wasn't originally planned, I've thrown the old one out the window, so it's going to get more dark and violent and depressing...there goes that good thing about pg13...I guess I can never write a story w/out it being R...of course, it's just going to be a safe rating, a just in case thing, my ideas of pg13 are completely different from everyone else...newayz, I'm sorry if ppl thought that I wasn't going to continue, but surprise surprise...I hope you like this chapter...it took me a day to write sesshoumaru's letter...and after I was done with it and typed it out it made me cry...reality sux, I don't know of one single guy that could write something like that - oh well, make do I guess...thank you all again! And especially to Lavender Valentine was very nice and understanding about the whole issue