Blank
By Amethyst Amber
Shatter
I told you everything, opened up and let you in.
You made me feel alright for once in my life.
Now all that's left of me is what I pretend to be.
Sewn together but so broken up inside.
I can't breathe, I can't sleep.
I'm barely hanging on.
Here I am, once again, I'm torn into pieces.
Can't deny it, can't pretend. Just thought you were the one.
Broken up deep inside, but you won't get to see the tears I've cried.
Behind these hazel eyes…
-Kelly Clarkson
Ten years passed. Communication stopped. The best of friends drifted apart, too far apart to realize that they were missing each other so much. And they turned to new people, trying to drown themselves in their own good times.
And Kagome and Inuyasha didn't speak to each other for 10 years.
Blue.
It was so blue, so shimmering and bright.
And that blue was filled with a vast expanse of water. Tears, to be exact.
And they flowed down her face, dripping onto the concrete oblivion that was a sidewalk. And Kagome cried.
'Damn the bastard.' How had she reached this level of anger and sadness? What had fractured this young woman's heart into millions of pieces?
Him.
'Damn him, damn him, damn him, damn him…' It was repeated in her head like a mantra, and she fought to wipe the tears away, bringing her hands down when she realized it was fruitless.
He had betrayed her as no other had. He had left her in a black void, one that was quickly sucking her up into oblivion.
He had cheated on her, and left her with nothing but the tears on her face and a few pieces of her shattered soul.
And she didn't blame the other woman. Niji Ayame had no idea that there was a Higurashi Kagome also dating the handsome Ookami Koga. She had no idea that Koga had foolishly arranged a date at the same place with both of them on the same day. Must of slipped his mind, sadly.
And so, the girls had met.
Under other circumstances, they could have been good friends. Really. But, a blue eyed young man stood in between them, innocently smiling with awkwardness.
So Kagome had left, trying to get back to her apartment without stopping at a bar to become so numb with alcohol she wouldn't remember her name. She really would have welcomed it, but that was taking the easy way out.
No way was she going to be weak. She was through with him, through with dating. Love had blown up in her face, and she learned that the damn fire did burn.
And it hurt like hell.
She stumbled past random people, her resolution drying her tears. She held her head higher, trying to patch her broken pride back together.
How stupid of her. To cry over a boy like that. Oh well. There goes two years of selflessly loving someone and devoting yourself to them without fail.
Oh well.
She sat down on a bench, trying to gather some strands of sanity before she gave way to blind rage.
He walked, shocked into silence. He didn't know where he was going, didn't care. Away from her was enough. Away from her lies, from her seductive purr that led him into shivers that had turned to cold numbness.
She had lied to him, and had been working for his enemy. She was trying to weaken him, make his company easier for the taking.
He spat her name onto the ground, trying to rid his mouth of her vile taste.
Kikyo.
How he hated her. Black strands of his hair fluttered behind him. Violet eyes were narrowed in malice and he bit back a growl. 'How DARE she.'
She had betrayed him, left him broken and dying on the floor.
And he just walked, not knowing where he was going, and not really caring. Away from her…
She stood up, finally composed. She began walking again, head lowering and black hair framing her face, hiding her from the outside world.
She liked it this way. No one could hurt her now.
What was she going to do now? Move on? Forgive him? No way in the seven hells was she begging him to take her back. She'd rather shave herself bald and strip for that guy standing on the soap box over there.
Ew. Bad visuals.
Okay, back to current problem.
She wasn't sure if she wanted to get Koga back. She thought she had loved him, but she had also thought he had loved her. Since it was obvious he didn't (or had some screwed up notion of love), she wasn't sure.
What is love? A raw feeling of passion softened? That warm fuzzy sensation that tingled up your spine to make you shiver with emotion?
Or was love a figment of a lost imagination?
Or was it hell in disguise? To Kagome, it seemed horrid enough.
She sighed as the sun faded into a moonless night, and clouds covered the darkened sky. A new moon with a 90 chance of rain.
Ha ha.
She could be funny in times of grief. What a relief.
And the sky began to cry with her, in happiness or pain…she wasn't sure which.
And now it was raining.
It seemed to match his mood quite nicely, actually. He tried to draw in calmness from the sweet pitter-patter of the rain, seeking to soothe himself.
And it did. Kind of. The aura surrounding him shimmered with an unknown emotion. He didn't know what it was. Distress? Anger? Happiness? Confusion? Betrayal?
All these thoughts swirled and twisted in his head and fell around him like the rain, and he was lost in them…
He was drowning in them, in her words, her lies, her kisses. He could feel them choking him, making him stop and gasp for breath.
'Gods, I'm going insane.'
So, it really wasn't a surprise when he looked up into darkened blue eyes and his own violet ones widened.
Those eyes.
They could hold so emotion. They could sparkle with happiness, shine with mischievousness, crackle with anger. But the look in them made his already broken heart shatter even more.
They were filled with the same betrayal and pain he himself felt.
She stumbled, not knowing she had just hit someone, barely feeling it at all. Numb. What a wonderful feeling when you want to feel nothing at all.
Wait, was that an oxymoron?
The answer would have to wait, because she was falling, falling onto a shivering warmth. And then she was looking into violet eyes, so beautiful she gasped and began to grip his shirt.
Those eyes.
Those wonderful, horrible eyes. Those eyes that led to a handsome face, widened in shock. Those tendrils of black hair, dark as the new moon, still long and gorgeous. This man…
Her best friend…her first crush…her…
"Inuyasha…"
Tears welled up again, but this time she knew why. Oh, gods…
The heat of her pressed against him made him shudder, and he brought his hand up to sweep the black hair from her face, needing to know, needing to make sure it was her.
'Oh gods, don't mess with my head…not now, please don't let her be some phantom…'
And then she whispered his name, and her breath caressed his face, making his heart suddenly start to piece itself together.
Every second he stayed there, it grew fuller. And he smiled, sitting up and hugging her to him tightly, burying his face into her hair and softly laughing, sadly almost, against her.
"I've missed you so much, Kagome…"
Mmg. This chapter came out so much worse than I wanted. I expected it to be longer, but just couldn't fit anymore in without giving out too much.
But, now, after ten years apart, they meet again. Woah. Why is Kagome back? Why did Koga cheat on her with Ayame? Who the hell is Inuyasha's enemy? (If you don't know, I suggest you leave now. Really. Please.)
All of this shall be answered. Maybe in the next chapter. Maybe not. You'll have to stay tuned to find out.
I would like to thank a reviewer, who got me back in my artistic mood!
sRoze: I love you. I really do. Your stories are awesome. I wish I could review! Your review for Assassin's Girl made me laugh really loud, and I was just so happy. It's the longest review I've received I think…I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
I have so many people to review, but the damn button doesn't work. (smacks button) (it starts beeping and breaks) Heh…oops.
Review!
Ja ne, minna-san, and look forward to CHAPTER 2!
