By Miko Sorrow
Summary: Those words that were never spoken were the words that she's ever wanted to hear coming out of his lips. But tragedy occurs and they just never had much of a chance... (KagomexSesshoumaru)
Genre: Tragedy/Romance
Rating: PG-13
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Chapter III Never Ending
She woke up just like she did every other morning, except this time that the sun wasn't even up yet.
She was just too excited, although, it didn't mean she was happy.
The first day of college was awaiting her this day and hopefully she'd meet some friends. She wasn't exactly as fond of Ayumi, Yuka, and Eri as she was in the past anymore, the attempts to set her up with Houjo sort of distant her even more from her friends.
Hopefully she could just try to distant herself from them in the future. Well, she might keep Eri, she was ok.
That was about all the friends that she had, she wasn't so popular. Even the school's ugliest and fattest person has more friends. Not that she was saying that she had anything against those people...
She was just too... Well, too plain.
Nothing particularly interesting ever happen to her, and sometimes, she wished that she could have something exciting walk into her life. Whether it be in the form of a person or whatever.
She was thinking that Kami was looking down on her. And for how long she couldn't remember, but she might think that it started when she was eight and approaching nine.
But she was use to it now.
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Life is so plain without the sun shining down on me and you.
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She traveled down the stairs as quietly as she could, not wanting to wake up her small family so early.
The clock that was situated on the wall ticked away its seconds, the shortest arrow stuck right in between four and five.
Everything was so dark, and with the little source of light from the quickly fading moon made the white statue inu look like it was glowing. She shuddered unconsciously when she heard an imaginary growl from the statue and quickly turned away to distract her attention.
She sighed and sat down on the couch after a while, reaching for the remote controller for the television, but never pressing the big green button that read 'on.' Instead, she just sat and looked off into the distance.
She was sorting out her thoughts. Memories from when she was eight were still fogged, but she had stopped thinking about that a long time ago.
At least she had always told herself that.
Reality was just so hard sometimes for the living, and it seems that a whole truckload of it was dumped onto her shoulders until her whole soul was covered in dust and unhealthy specks.
She tried to think of the other people who had suffered way more than she had. There were so many children out there who had lost their parents since they were born, and there were countless homeless people out there who had to beg for money and food on the streets every day to keep up with the living.
She had remembered, one time, when she had saw a little boy outside the apartment that her aunt Oko lived in, pressing the bell buttons that he could reach.
He seemed so cheerful, not knowing that he was distracting so many people at late night.
She had walked up to him, and asked which floor he was in.
He pointed to a random number, and reached out to press it, until he was stopped by a hand on his outstreched.
The boy looked barely three years old, and he couldn't talk well.
He had merely smiled at her after she had stopped him, and reached out to press another button. She looked at him with pity as a woman's voice sounded through the speaker. She muttered a quick apology before taking the boy's tiny hands and told him to wait by his bike.
She quickly turned when another woman came out of the door. Quickly explaining the situation, she had promptly excused herself and went up the elevators to her aunt's floor.
Her aunt had told her that she had seen that boy many times before, playing by himself alone near the apartment. She was plagued by the thoughts of the poor little boy for all her life.
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Life is always so unfair, so uneven
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She swallowed the last piece of bread in silence, and looked to the clock as she reached for her glass of milk.
It was four forty-five, and the sky was lightening a tiny bit, and, as she drained her glass, she decided that watching the sunrise would be pretty nice.
She got up and handwashed her plate and glass before getting a jacket. It must be freezing outside at dawn.
She walked out the door, and was immediately assualted by a wave of cold air, and she breathed out, seeing her smoke-like breaths in the dark.
She looked around, contemplating where to go that was high enough to see the sunrise. Spotting the ladder that led to the ceiling of the tall structure of her shrine house, she reached out and climbed up carefully, ignoring the freezing metal.
Reaching the brown-gray rooftop, she settled down on it with a sigh, trying not to make any noises in fear of waking her family.
Looking up, she looked at the direction where the sun was suppose to appear, and for the first time, noticed how beautiful the world really was.
The sky was crisp and clean, leaving no traces of the air pollution that seemed to be everywhere in the afternoons. The lush green bushes lined the shrine, along with a field of carefully cared for grass.
The gigantic structure of Goshinboku stood tall in the backyard. The branches reached for the sky, taller than any object in the area, and for a moment she wondered if she should watch the sunset there instead, but thought better of it.
'If mama sees me up there, she'll scream her head off and I'll never hear the end of it later. Not that the roof is any different...'
She glanced towards the bird's nest on a random tree in their yard, and watched as the mother bird slept her light sleep, ready to wake up when the sun rises.
The sky got lighter and lighter, as she watched the horizon, and her watch beeped, signaling the approach of five. The sun should be up soon.
As the first streak of sunlight broke through, the whole earth lit up. The birds began to wake up to sing their songs, and search for breakfast for both themselves and their young.
Suddenly, a slight pang of pain filled her heart, but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared. She wondered what it could be.
She shook the thought off her mind quickly.
'I want to enjoy this, for myself. And no thoughts shall interrupt me now.'
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If only I was here with you, everything would be alright...
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He was groggy today.
He didn't know why, but today just seemed a bit different than the rest. And he had a weird feeling about it, but couldn't determine if it was good or bad.
He didn't care though, didn't want to care. There are more important things for him to do anyway.
Rin hadn't had breakfast yet, and she was probably up. She was such an early bird. Waking up almost exactly when the sunlight makes its way through her windows.
Hopefully the cook is up at this hour, he didn't enjoy making breakfast.
Come to think of it, he can always have Jaken make it. Why didn't he think of that before? The toad certainly didn't deserve any respect, he could be waken up anytime. Does 'it' even sleep?
He got up, and immediately his head began to swirl. He didn't get sleep for a few months. Youkai didn't need sleep much, especially Taiyoukai.
So, usually, that wouldn't faze him as much, but again, this day is different.
Ah, another thing to add to the already long list of reasons-of-what-I-hate-about-today. Such a long title.
He blinked when the dizziness subsided, and he exited his dim bedroom acting like nothing had happened.
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He sat at the table, listening to Rin chatter.
"...And Rin wants to go to the zoo after! Oh Rin wants to see the bunnies! Let's go buy a puppy Sesshoumaru-sama! Rin wants a puppy! Rin wants an Old English sheepdog, so Rin can ride on it all day long! And-"
"Shut up ningen!" The toad interrupted then, turning around from his cooking, "Sesshoumaru-sama does not want to hear what you want."
"Jaken." His master finally spoke.
"Yes Sesshoumaru-sama!" He squeaked, hearing the hidden annoyance and anger in his voice. Jaken immediately dropped to his knees, his forehead to the hard wooden ground.
"Leave." He answered with a single word.
Jaken immediately scurried away pathetically, probably glad to be out of his lord's presence even if only for a moment.
"Sesshoumaru-sama?" Came a timid voice from behind him, and he turned around to acknowledge her.
"Yes, Rin?"
"Let's go take a walk. Rin is finished!"
And with that she ran off towards the front door, leaving her empty plates for the servants to clean up.
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He tried to make himself casual as he walked with Rin beside him. The task proved to be quite hard though, with his long silver hair and golden eyes. So he sent a glare at whoever that was out in the early morning. Staring wasn't polite anyways.
He went wherever Rin wanted to go, although he wasn't exactly glad about not being the leader.
The girl was for once silence, seemingly content with just getting to go out on a walk with her favorite person, which doesn't happen a lot. Actually, it doesn't happen at all in the past...
They walked on for what seemed like an hour, and Sesshoumaru didn't even noticed that they had reached a park.
His insides froze as the memories of a promise made in this exact park came to mind, and he realized that he was in his old neighborhood, the one that he had abandoned in order to avoid seeing her ever again.
He was lost in his thoughts as Rin squealed in delight and ran towards the swings, sitting at the one that she had sat at all those years ago.
Can't forget.
After a while, Rin finally got tired of playing alone and they once resumed their walk, with an agreement on Rin's part that they would head back in ten minutes.
Again he let Rin lead the way.
He held his head high the whole walk, and suddenly he saw the shrine that she had lived in.
He wasn't sure if she still did, or moved like he did. But his questions were answered as he saw what seemed like an angel up on the roof of the shrine house.
Even after all those years, he recognized her. Even with all the changes in appearance and age.
He would never forget.
Forget how those peculiar blue eyes shined in the sun. How her raven hair flew along with the wind. How she shivered slightly in the cold air.
He felt his heart break. He had lost all that years ago.
"Kagome..."
The name was carried by the wind.
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She froze when she thought that she heard her name being whispered, and slowly turned to look around her surroundings.
She didn't see anything though and heaved a slight sigh.
'It was probably only my imagination...'
She felt a bit saddened, but she wasn't exactly sure why. The pang in her heart once again made its appearance, only this time it stayed for a while.
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She looked around her surroundings, taking in the familiar green lush and blue sparkling pond.
The sound of rushing water reached her ears and she smiled one of her rare, beautiful smiles.
Too bad there was no one around to see it.
Her red and white garbs flowed softly with the wind.
She never liked the modern clothing, each one made her look odd. Luckily her grandfather had showed her the miko robes when she was little, and she wore it ever since, and the people around her got used to it.
The sunlight shined through the trees, and she sighed in contentment.
It wasn't like she liked the school itself, but rather the beautiful forest behind it. Comfort could always be found here.
Her black hair was loose, and it shone with the sun and ruffled as the wind blew. She didn't care if it was against the school's rules.
She headed back when her watch beeped.
Today was the day the new students come in, and she had to make sure that they don't find this area. It belonged to her and only her.
She chanted a small spell, and stepped back when she was finished to check that it was firm.
And sure enough, when she stepped through, she found herself in another part of the forest. No one but herself would notice the difference, and there couldn't possibly be another miko. Not anymore.
Kikyou felt another smile reach her face.
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He yawned and rubbed his eyes sleepily.
He unconsciously turned his still 'fogged' eyes to his digital alarm clock.
But it wasn't there.
Then his eyes traveled downwards. Which was where he found a heap of broken black metal.
Ah.
He mentally made a note to buy another one.
Getting out of the bed, he stretched, and yawned. He walked towards the grand bathroom that was connected to his large room with a towel in hand.
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Dressed and still swiping at his hair with his towel, he walked out the door of his room and quickly turned his head to look at the large clock on the wall.
He was going to be late. His father wanted him to go to school earlier than the other students. Whoever holds the family name was never late.
Until he came along of course.
So he traveled in a comfortably slow pace down the stairs, calling for a servant on the way.
A growing boy needs his breakfast.
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Miroku was sitting on the porch with his back to the door.
That was, until the door was harshly pushed open and he was met with a seemingly very dirty broom in his mouth. Probably haven't used it in a long time, if the broken cobwebs were any indication.
Sputtering, he looked towards his so called attacker with large innocent eyes that was often seen used by a kid of a year old.
"Well, aren't you going to invite me in? You should, you know, after the harsh greeting that you've just given me."
She only glared at him in response.
He grinned.
And once again the broom was at his face. He pushed it away gently with a finger, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Get out of my property Miroku," Sango warned as she reached for something hidden from the house.
He knew what it was, and he ran like hell for his own home, but not before kissing her on the cheek, which got him a death glare like always.
"Expect me next time! Bye for now!" And he ran off, as fast as the roadrunner.
She sighed in relief when he was out of sight.
"Oh thank the heavens!"
Then she walked into her dim house in which she shared with her brother. Oh and look at the time, it's time for him to wake up.
So she ran up the stairs, sure to make a lot of noises as she did so. Her brother was a very light sleeper, he should be thankful that she wasn't in the mood for something mean today...
Life has gotten so much better in the past few years.
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He sat in his desk, situated in his dim room.
The only light came from the sunshine that his curtains failed to block out, and from the soft light in the hallway that Rin had demanded to be turned on.
It didn't matter. Nothing matters.
He couldn't believe he had just walked away. It meant he had ran away, and it dishonoured his family name.
He never thought he would see her again, never wanted to. He had moved far away to make sure of that.
But it didn't work.
All the harboured feelings from the past re-entered the centre of his heart, and it wouldn't go away.
Why?
Why had she turned out like she did? Why did she have to be so beautiful? Why did she have to look so similar as before? It brought back so many memories, happy and sad.
The tragedy replayed in his heart, getting it rustier and rustier every time, until it was almost like it was just a few hours ago.
Broken.
It was broken, it didn't work, it refused to.
He didn't want it to work. There was no time for caring for such fragile things that break the same time it works.
Everything's so complicated, and he had no idea how to figure it out. Life is so full of glitches and knots, that sometimes, he didn't want it anymore. The only thing holding him back was his family honor, and of course, Rin.
He couldn't leave. It would be selfish, to escape the cruel world and leave a young defenseless child in it. She would be lonely.
And he knew exactly how it felt like. He didn't want her to turn out alike him. It wouldn't be right, to force a happy, spirited child such as her to change for the worse.
Everything turn he made only seemed to lead to nothingness.
He didn't want to admit it, but he was afraid.
He was afraid that he would always be alone, like he had already been right now. Was this the plan that fate had in store for him? Would he die alone? With no one there during his funeral?
And it would probably rain too, just like the old tales...
He didn't want it.
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I'll die happy, if only I could taste one drop of a happy ending.
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He laughed.
But he wasn't happy.
The tears continue to flow down like a river, never ending.
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Make me forget
All the past wrongs
Make me remember
All the present rights
Give me a happy ending.
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End Chapter
Author's Notes
I'm really sorry if that was too short for you, but I couldn't think of anything else to write for this chapter!
I need help! How does college work? 'Cause I'm like, only a Junior High school student right now. So if you are willing to help, either put it in a review or email me (in my profile).
I haven't updated in FOREVER! I'm sorry, but my mom wouldn't let me use the computer for a while, and exams were coming and going. Time just seems to fly.
I would like to wish everyone a happy new year! This chapter was done on January first. Yesterday, we had this huge band performance at school and it was so much fun! Although the band members had to go stay at school till after 10 pm, we were so exausted. I actually cried when I listen to the other band play (we have two bands in our school) because of reasons known only to me.
Anyway, happy new years again!
