Chapter1.a new pristess
Sakura Agami blinked countinually as she tried to get accustomed to the dim light of her neighbor's house.She stood very still waitng for sight to come back to her eyes and sighed in relief when it did.
Though she longed to be out in the bright sunlight she pushed back her desires and walked deeper into the depressing house.It was decaying and filled with dust since it only had one occupant.The wizened old lady who sakura was going to vist.
Sakura's mother told her to vist saying the lady was getting weaker everyday and had no family to vist her.
"go,her mother had urged,it will be an act of kindness..."
it did'nt take much for sakura to agree.
Now she clutched the banister nervously as she creeped up the stairs and when reaching the landing three unfamilar doors stood in front of her. I should go home...sakura debated with herself, i don't even know this lady ! i don't even know her name...she probably does'nt want to see me...and as she was about to turn back round and leave something made her call out "mam'n...are you here?"
After a few minutes a frail voice that was barely heard through the quiet house spoke up,"yes...please come in" Sakura hesistated then slowly turned the knob of the middle door--where the voice was coming from.
The first thing Sakura saw were the oil paintings.Dozens of them hanging from the wall and all showing different potraits of the same person.Not person...she thought slowly as she gazed at them, thing. The potraits showed a young boy--about her age maybe older with snow-white hair and fierce yellow eyes.Dog ears poked out from his hair.In some pictures his mouth was open showing large fangs,in others his hands were grasping a large,pearl white sword.
Without relizing she walked closer to them and relized how faded and yellowed they were but besides that they were in good condition.The dates in curvy writing showed some seventy-years ago.These pictures...the lady must have cherished so much,sakura thought.I wonder why?
A soft voice snapped her out of her thoughts."enjoying the pictures are we?" Sakura whirled around heart thudding and saw a old lady in bed gazing at her.The lady's eyes were soft and kind under thick,white hair.She had a high-jawed face amid the mass of wrinkles and sakura could tell when she was young she must have been beautiful.
"hello"sakura said walking to her.
"hello dear...it's been such a long,long time that anyone's visted me, most have forgotten that i live here..." sakura gazed at her with pity but did'nt comment."well,i suppose that's my own fault."
"why...mam'n?" sakura asked completly oblivous until then that it might have hurt the woman's feelings.You moron!she thought to herself and bit her lip.
"don't be shy ask me any question you like...and please call me Ka-go-me..."she let her sentence linger weakfully.
"do you need some one water or something? you look pale."sakura said nervously.
"no...i'm fine.Please sit",she motioned and sakura sat.
"i can only hope you will believe me and if you don't at least someone eles will here the story and not be forgotten with my death."Kagome sighed. She seemed to be gathering her strength to tell her tale and when she did her voice was strong and not of an old lady's.
"The day i turned fifteen was the day my life changed for that was the day i met Inuyasha..."