To Live And To Love
Chapter 2: Just Because.
He has been watching her ever so long now. He could not, would not stop, even if he wanted to. He knew her like no one else, and unlike those people she called friends, he knew the truth. She seemed to be one of those people who always seem happy, the ones that just see the perfect side of the world, not the one that's slowly being destroyed. He knew better. She cared, not only about friends and family, but also about everyone. It was that thought that gave him hope, that tiny slip of something he held onto with claws and teeth. He slipped farther into the old tree, his perfect hiding stop for watching her. He knew he shouldn't, but he also knew if anyone had dared to try and prevent him from this little happiness he got, they would be likely found dead in a dumpster.
She sighed. Closing her book, she got up from the armchair, walking tiredly to the window. She stood beside it, letting the cool wind play with her hair as fresh air circulated around her mixing with the scent of roses and apples hinted by jasmine. She looked at the sky, the clear blue reflecting in her own wide eyes. The sun played across her cheeks, highlighting the slightly red tint they took from the winds games. She looked to the trees surrounding her building. She could only be happy for actually getting a place near a park. It was so rare these days to find a good place to go outdoors. She shifted her position, sitting on the windowsill. She gasped as her book slipped to the other side, falling away as the bookmark flew one way, the pages shuffling and flying from front to back as it soared through the air. She bend forward, reaching for her lost book, unfortunately forgetting she was sitting on a window, and started slipping the same way the book has done just seconds prior.
Her eyes widened as she felt herself slip from the window, already much too far to grab onto anything. She shut her eyes tightly, as a single tear slipped from her scared blue eyes. Her life flashed before her eyes. All her friends, family, even just people she has talked to rarely, still made way into her mind. She never even got to say goodbye. She didn't want to die yet. She was much too young. Another tear slipped. She was starting to move onto thinking of all she has done wrong to people that she would never get to apologize too when she realized that it was taking a bit to long for her to get smashed into pieces. Wasn't she supposed to be dead by now? She opened her eyes, only to gasp in shock as concerned gold eyes stared back at her. That couldn't be. People didn't have gold eyes. A stray though flashed through her mind, as something clicked together.
A child of about ten, with a smaller child in tow ran towards their grandfather. The older man laughed at the enthusiasm of his grandchildren. No doubt they would try to ignore all his stories as soon as they are old enough to understand what video games were for. He waited for them to sit down, as he started yet another story he read a long legend on.
"Once upon a time, much before us today, it was not only humans that lived on out planet, but demons as well." Gasps escaped the two surprised children on the floor, the smaller child grabbing onto the older for safety, while the older seemed to escape to the world of imagination. As her grandfather talked, she build herself a picture of what demons could possibly look like, after which they changed into many paintings she hid from everyone. "They could look like humans, but have certain traits a human never could. They could have purple hair, without having to die it. They could have red eyes, not with contacts. They could have fangs and claws, but those could be hidden." He trailed of as pictures floated in her head. "But there was one special demon, he was locked away because of what a threat he was to everyone. His name was Sesshoumaru." Kagome looked at the older man in wonder. He seemed to know so much. He continued. "He stood out even among demons, for they were all to scared to be near him at all. No one knows what had changed the once peaceful creature into a cold blood murderer he was. He stood proud and tall. Silver hair and cold, gold eyes that would pin you down so you would not move. He was what nightmares were based on." Kagome closed her eyes, putting together a picture of what her grandfather said.
Kagome suddenly though that may be falling and getting smashed to pieces wouldn't be so bad, in fact it would be great. She would willingly go and jump now if this man would kindly let her go. Had she been talking she probably would have stumbled over every word, laughed nervously and probably made a run for her money. She blinked a few times, the only thing she could think of. If she imagined him he wouldn't be there anymore, though she had no idea why she would think of him before she died. She shut her eyes tightly, waited a few seconds and fluttered them open again. To her disappointment he still stood there, motionless. He was studying her!
He kept looking down at the girl he caught. He could not understand what she was trying to do, but with all the blinking involved he was starting to wonder about her sanity. He never had been this close to her. Before he got this obsessed with her, he had told himself to always stay hidden, even from her. But this was an exception, had he not caught her, she would have died. How could he let her die? She was just so amusing. He thought on that for a moment. If he did something for her, shouldn't she pay him back? That could work. He stared down at her before speaking, for the first time in too many years to remember.
"You owe me." His voice was cold, shattering. He watched as she nodded, much too scared to do anything more. "I will stay with you for some time, and you will tell no one." Again he watched as she nodded. Satisfied with her answer, he looked up at her open window. Crouching closer to the ground, he leapt, landing through the open window. He forgot she wasn't used to this, so he was surprised, mildly amused and somewhat satisfied when she hung onto him for dear life, burying her face in his loose clothes. Putting her down on the bed, he sat beside her, needing time to adjust to her strong scent in the room.
Nighttime came much to slow, and Kagome would have had a mental breakdown had she not been trying to busy herself with the work she had for the whole week. Closing her last report, she turned off the table light. Now seeing the problem with the deal she made with her new roommate she realized she only had one bed. Completely miserable by now, she just didn't care as she fell on the bed, not bothering to change, or even climb under the blanket. She missed the amused look thrown her way from her new partner as her eyes slid closed, a tired expression on her usually happy features. She never felt her bed shift as another person lied next to her. She never knew of the man pulling her closer to him, burying his nose in her soft inky hair. She never knew how much this creature has suffered through, and how little she had to give, just to make him happy.
She just never knew… happiness comes in different ways.
Sometimes, just from being there.
Just because…
Hmmm, not many people seem to like this story, butI decided to update it anyway. I hope more people will be interested. Please review.
Ja ne!
Kira.
