Love Letters From You
Chapter 5
by: Prisket
disclaimer: you've heard it before, the Inuyasha characters do not belong to me, and I think...maybe 3 quotes in Sesshoumaru's letter don't belong to me...and a few other things in the letters belong to my better half
a/n that thingie...the bar...change in letters, first is Kagome then the then Sesshoumaru...a.k.a Inuyasha...just in case any one got confuzed...
My Dearest Inuyasha,
Yet again, your letter stole my heart. Is it me, or are you becoming more and more
romantic? If so, it is a little strange, considering the situation you are in, or maybe
not. Don't misunderstand, continue please, I much rather enjoy tears of happiness
from the letters I receive than tears of sadness from no letter at all. Besides that, I
guess you are right, I'd much rather hear your beautiful words than bring up such
depressing matters that are in the past, it isn't needed during a time like this. I
wish to do the same for you, say things that comfort you, so that is what I will do
for each letter now on, even though my poetical side of me isn't great, I'll throw in
a few good thoughts.
By the way, shame on you, you tease me horribly, Inuyasha. I refer to what you
said about making me happy mentally if you cannot do it physically. As much as I
enjoy the mental happiness of it all, how I long so much for the physical part of it.
Anything physical! How I miss you so much! I don't know how many times I have
to say it. There is something that scares me though. What scares me is that I'm
starting to forget, to forget what it is all like. To forget your warm touch, to forget
your beautiful deep amber eyes that I fell in love with, to forget your dark silky
hair that I used to run my fingers through. The worst is forgetting your embrace,
your kiss, your voice, they're becoming just a memory and I hate it. All I have are
just pictures that litter my night stand along with the letters that look like they
went through hell and back. It just isn't enough though, I need you. For as much
company I have here at home, I still feel alone. I hate this so much, I hate this
pointless war and what it has done to so many others and what it has done to us.
It's unfair, and if anything were to happen to you my dear, I would die. My heart
would surely break in two. If you really want to know the truth, I felt it once
before, and was worried, but your letter reassured me that you were well and
slowly that broken feeling is mending with each word you write.
Another truth, I still have a feeling, that I really can't explain, but for that last two
letters you sent, I had to get used to. I'm probably not making any sense, but I had
to read them over and over to find you. So you are probably laughing right now at
me, seeing how foolish I am, thinking it wasn't you for a moment that wrote those
words to me, but I figured who else would? In truth, I can only see you my love, for
no one else could fake such beauty and truth that you hold in your heart for me.
Listen to me, going on and on about this whole letter thing, I'm sorry, but you can
tell how important they are to me. I'll change the subject.
Miroku wrote Sango, he seems to be doing well, I still think that it's unfair the both
of you were assigned to different platoons, hopefully your paths will cross some
day, and sorry if he accuses you of making his job harder since Sango asked why
his letters weren't as romantic as yours. It's not that his aren't, they're just the
wrong type of romantic, that shouldn't really be read by anyone else but herself,
but unfortunately Rin got a hold of it and was reading it to the boys. Whatever you
do DON'T tell your brother, lord knows what will happen. I must admit though,
the three of those kids had a great time, laughing and mocking and now Sango is
embarrassed as ever. Not only that, Shippou, Souta, Rin, Sango and myself had a
great heart toheart group conversation on the teachings of such inappropriate
things said and suggested in the letter. It was actually enjoyable, Sango and I have
never seen such confused, disgusted, sick looking faces in our lives when we
explained. Also, I don't think I've been asked so many questions about my personal
love life before, Sango either. Don't worry, I told them they had to be older to hear
those stories, so that will spare us for a couple good years. As for your brother
though, Rin wants to ask him a lot, that I know I couldn't answer for and
personally, didn't want to. I really should end this letter soon, my hand is getting a
little cramped and my eyes are heavy. I'm laying in bed writing to you so when I
finish this I'll get it ready to mail and put it on my night stand, think of you, and
you'll be in my dreams. I hope it works like it does when I read your letters,
because like you, it's the only time we really can see each other, like you, I do look
forward to my dreams.
Love dearly,
Kagome
My Darling Kagome,
I am glad my letters have found you well. As to respond to your questions,
becoming more and more romantic, this is what your own words do to me and I
believe you deserve every last string of romance that has my heart tied up in your
love. It is what keeps me alive in this putrid hell hole, which may clear up your
confusions. I wish not to have you ponder each letter with haziness or doubt, but
with the stretch of your mind to see me truthfully reach out to you. I must make my
words grace your soul for it is the one thing I am most grateful for.Knowing you
are well, knowing you have not fallen from beauty, knowing that the flame that
burns within you for me is eternal. These, upon many reasons, are to which I write
in such a romantic way, for it is what keeps me going and I must celebrate such
knowledge in some manor, why not share it with you? For you are the giver of this
which comforts my mind and this is my thank you.
As to comforting me through words of poetry that flow from your own hand,
anything you write to me has and will be such. Beautiful words are all within your
letters, because it is from your heart, soul and mind they come from. No matter
what you write, it comforts me, you need not be Shakespear to win my heart with
your words, for the truth in your words are a sonnet that captures it truly enough.
So do not feel weary of such matters, it is the last thing I want you to fuss over, for
I wish you not to fuss over anything while my letters flood over you and drown
your depression.
I only wish the best for you, my Kagome, and try my best in order to do so. I might
have to try a little harder though, considering I tease you with my words in some
way. For what you feel, it is equal with what aches within me. The torment of the
warmth of your skin I wish to feel, the sound of your voice to fall upon my ears in a
passionate whisper, the touch of your fingertips within my hair once more, and the
depths of your azure eyes that I long to float in. In truth, if all you are is teased,
well I am tortured as I long for the day that will be sweet kisses and warm bodies.
Like our shadows, our wishes lengthen as our sun declines. All we have now are
our memories to keep us sane, our letters to keep us happy, our pictures to keep us
wanting. Even though our sight is waning, the feeling stays alive, that feeling
amongst our depths that binds us together, that feeling that blankets us when we
read each others words, that feeling of love. That feeling is never forgotten even if
so many things are.
What this war has done to us may be unfair, but it makes us stronger in our fight.
For now, in the midst of life we are in death, but the day will come where that will
change as long as we stay strong. Do not wilt on me, Kagome, for I wish for you to
stay like a red, red rose, that's newly sprung in June. You are my most prized
possession above all that I hold and if your petals fall so will my soul, but for now I
am your sunshine to keep you healthy, my love to quench your thirst, for I do not
want you to be damaged within the societies poisonous air. This war is a nightmare
and the dreams that we dream are our reality, for our love not looks with the eye,
but with the mind.
The night is late and this letter must come to an end, an early day tomorrow,
trekking into the soggy grasses of this wasteland doesn't bother me as long as I
recall my dreams of you. Try to remember, my dear, that my love for you reaches
beyond the stars and will never dim, even if I may, my spirit eternally belongs to
you my love.
Your Dearest,
Sesshoumaru
He suddenly noticed his mistake and scribbled out the name. Smudging it with water
from his canteen, making it a liquid black blur on the paper, he wrote 'Inuyasha' poorly
over the wet paper. Why would he have done such a thing?
a/n: yay! My god the woman has actually come out with a 5th chapter...this is a shock actually ;;...I didn't have a drive the past couple of months, until I came stumbling across a muse and now, I'm close to living out this story...close...a lot of the sweet words were contributed by him and a lot by what I'm feeling after having to be separated from him cries ok...newayz...there was my mode of inspiration and motivation I hope everyone enjoyed...and I do wonder...what is going on with our cute lil fluffy chan? Hmmm? Besides that...the next couple of chapters if I haven't mentioned it b4, are just going to be letters...I didn't even expect to add on the extra bit in the end...I actually did that by accident when writing out the letters so I thought I'd add it in as his mistake too, that's it I guess...oh, btw...I'm in working progress of another Sess/Kag story...and it's taking a while...but it's actually 3/4 done with...unlike this story which is 1/4 done with - gomen! ;; I'll try to get my ass moving.
