When An Angel Lost Her Wings - Chapter 3
By: Sakura Katsana
Disclaimer: I own the Totally Hits 2003 CD and the boom box it's playing in, the Trident bubblegum in my mouth, and Plum, my wonderful computer, but I'd give it all up to own Inu-kun.
Plum: -.-
Sakura: Except Plum.
Author's Note:
Rather speedy update, ne? I'm learning to type up a whole chapter rather quickly. My homework load is slowing down for some unknown but God sent reason. Except the dreaded Algebra finals are coming up. At least it isn't being counted as part of the second quarter grade, only a semester grade being sent to the high school I'm going to next year. Yay, I get another honor roll ribbon! ^_^ (That'll make me write more for sure)
But getting away from my shameless bragging and on with the next chapter.
Shout outs!
1) Kikyo
Yeah, I wanted to use the Kikyo that was kind, so obviously we're not talking about her clay pot form here. LOL. I thought she was cool but in her clay pot form I just want her to croak over and die. *Imagines this with a grin on her face*
Thanks to: Inuyuii, animemistress419, Chipper Girl, InuShemeeko, and Miko Sakura-sama Fan.
***
There are three choices after death
Angel,
Essence,
And Damned.
But why, if you reach heaven,
Is there a chance that you can't get your wings?
***
The sunlight permeated the window giving a heavenly glow to the room. Birds chirped outside as another signal a new day was here, not to mention the occasional car driving by.
Kagome's wild blue eyes fluttered open as she rolled over to face the window.
How long had it been?
About five or six years actually, since she'd woken up to a sunbathed window.
Humming, she rose from the bed to stretch.
"What are you trying to say?"
Kagome walked towards the door.
'Inuyasha's up early.' She shrugged and turned back to look out the window when she saw the clock on the bedside table. It read 2 pm.
She had slept in.
It felt good to sleep in for a change.
Almost felt like she was still alive.
"Stop double-talking me! Give me a straight answer," Inuyasha growled, his voice warningly low, "We were going to adopt her before Kikyo died, what's the problem now?"
The woman on the other line let out a long, agonizing breath, "I'm sorry, but Sayo came from a one parent home. She needs two people to take care of her."
"I'm not like that bastard that dumped her there and ran," Inuyasha retorted, "I care about Sayo, no one else is trying to adopt her but me-"
"Although you qualified when you were together, now that your wife is deceased it's harder for the acceptance board to see you fit to raise her."
"I'm not going to stop trying," Inuyasha assured.
"Good bye sir," the lady said in monotone.
There was a click signaling the call had ended.
"Damn it!" Inuyasha pounded his fist into the countertop. He could feel what was left of his life falling through his finger tips into pitch black darkness. What was once as easy to hold onto as sandpaper was now oil.
Kagome slowly walked into the room, not sure of how to go about comforting him. "Is everything alright?"
Inuyasha looked up, his eyes showing he had been startled at her sudden entrance. He eyed her for a second as if recalling everything that had happened the night before and then nodded slowly, "Did you hear all of that?"
"Depends on how long you were talking," Kagome took another step, entering the kitchen.
"Well, if you heard 'Hello' then you heard it from start to finish," Inuyasha said rather gruffly, whirling around to get more coffee. Kagome stayed silent after his remark.
He had lost more hope since last night.
He sighed, "I'm sorry, bad morning."
Kagome nodded, sitting down at the table, knowing not to push it any further for now. "It's ok, we all have them."
Inuyasha nodded vaguely, staring angrily-from what Kagome could tell-at the kitchen utensils by the fridge. After a moment of insufferable silence, the man spoke up, although softly, "How'd you sleep?"
Kagome perked up from her spot at the table, "It was wonderful, thank you."
Inuyasha scoffed, "It was nothing."
"No, it was something, something I can never repay you for." Inuyasha glanced over at the girl sitting at the table slowly turning the pepper shaker in her creamy-skinned hands.
She seemed like she wasn't saying something, like she had something that was too painful to admit.
That was when Inuyasha began wondering what exactly had happened to this girl.
***
"Do you think it was a wise sending her down so soon after the judgment?" Sango looked doubtfully over the side of the cloud she was currently riding.
"Don't doubt Kami-sama's plans," he said quickly, "I know we made the right decision."
"I know but- HENTAI!" Sango spun around, slapping the angel on the cheek.
Just because it was heaven didn't mean his habit had fallen down to hell.
"Please forgive me, Sango-sama," Miroku said serenely, "Old habits die hard."
"I just don't see the reason they still live while you're dead." Sighing, she looked over at the angel behind her, "I forgive you though."
His lavender eyes lightened, "Arigatou. But, for more important matters, we need to discuss Kikyo."
Sango stayed silent.
"Angel or Essence?"
"She was a wonderful woman who spent her life taking care of others less fortunate than herself, it was what she loved to do. Angel."
"It's agreed then, we've all voted Angel." Miroku took a retreating step backward, ready to inform the others.
"Wait," Sango turned around, "I have a question."
Miroku stopped, "What is it Sango-sama?"
"What is the point of an Essence anyway? Doesn't everyone that makes it this far deserve to fly?"
Miroku sighed, "I knew you'd be asking this some day or another." He resigned his look of knowing with one of slight puzzlement, "The truth is, Sango-sama, I don't know."
The female angel looked at him in confusion, how did he not know? Then, as he turned, she noticed the spark of sadness lingering in his eyes.
***
"By the way you're acting, you haven't eaten in weeks!"
The sound of slurping continued from across the table.
Kagome rolled her eyes playfully and walked to the counter, "Next is . . .," she dug through the cabinets, "Ramen . . .?"
Inuyasha lowered the now empty cup down to the table and looked up at Kagome with a smirk on his face, "Favorite food."
"I can tell," she breathed, opening one cabinet after another to demonstrate how many of his 'favorite food' he owned. "Don't you eat anything else?"
Pausing his drinking of cola, he nodded, "In the fridge."
Kagome, who had been amazed at his noodle intake, gratefully opened the refrigerator. "Finally, real food."
"What are you talking about? Ramen *is* real food!" Inuyasha held up a discarded ramen box, "See? Nutrition Facts."
Kagome giggled at his childish behavior that had been so solemn just a few minutes earlier.
Inuyasha was different.
Not one Innocent before him had handled death so well.
On the outside anyway.
On the inside he was probably being ripped apart.
Sighing, the ebony-haired angel plopped a horde of ingredients onto the table despite Inuyasha's protests.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Kagome shot him a glare, "I'm cooking. You know, *non* instant foods?"
~ "I'm cooking, Inuyasha, you know, non instant foods that have to be put on the stove for a while to cook?"
Inuyasha smirked, snaking his arms around Kikyo's waist. "You always know how to make my day a little brighter."
"It's my job." Kikyo smirked back, kissing the man on the nose before going back to chopping vegetables.~
This girl was getting to him.
He wanted to help her, of course, but still . . .
How long could he live with someone that was reminding him of his wife every time he turned around?
Was it something he had done and now the gods were having their sick, twisted, fun?
. . .
No . . .
Inuyasha sighed, using his chopsticks to swirl the remaining ramen noodles in the bowl.
*Swish, swish*
Kagome smiled, chopping off the leaves of the carrot.
*Swish, swish*
Kagome brought the knife down faster towards the carrot's tip.
*Swish, swish, swirl*
The angel sighed, trying-but failing-to ignore the constant swishing the Innocent behind her was causing.
*Swish, swish, swirl, scrape*
Kagome took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves.
It wasn't working.
*Swish, swi-*
"Inuyasha!" Kagome cried.
Inuyasha jerked his head up from the bowl and stared at her. "Gods! What? What happened?!"
"Can you . . .please. . .stop swishing you food?"
*Swish, swish*
"Stop it."
*Swish. Swish. Swish.*
"Inuyasha . . ."
*Swish, swish. Swish, swish.*
"Stop it!"
Inuyasha glared, standing up, "Make me. *swish swish*."
"Sit down and stop that! It's annoying."
*Swish swish*
"Sit!"
Inuyasha, despite his struggles, jumped involuntarily, and fell on the floor. He darkly mumbled into the tiles until he was able to stand. "What was that for?!"
"What was what for?" Kagome said, calming slightly. "It's not my fault you fell on the floor."
. . .
She had a point there.
But still.
Kagome whipped around back to her vegetables and resumed chopping up the whatever-she-called-it into a pot.
Inuyasha grumbled while he finished-silently-his ramen and shoved it aside stubbornly.
This girl was something . . .
Arguing with him after he gave her-a complete stranger- a place to stay. A complete stranger!
. . .but since she came the day before, he hadn't been feeling like, his cousin said, suicidal.
Hmm...
This girl was something alright, something he could live with.
His wife was gone and the little girl that they would have adopted was now untouchable.
Who the hell did Sayo's father think he was?
Making his last request before ditching his daughter that only a two couple family could get her and here he was, ready and willing to take care of her. Did the damn adoption agency see any two-parent home looking for her?
He sure didn't.
"The food'll be ready in half an hour," Kagome said cheerily, plopping down in the chair across from him.
Inuyasha blinked.
"Well didn't you change your tune fast?" he grumbled.
"I can't stay mad at the guy who took me in for too long, can I?" Kagome winked, feeling much better.
That was until she heard the faint wail of something very, very familiar.
Oh great, Shippou was calling her.
*Real* wise move for an angel.
"What the hell is that?"
*Real* wise.
"I'll go check it out," Kagome counseled, scooting her chair back and slipping out into the hallway. "Shippou, this better be worth it!"
Hurrying to the bathroom and locking the door behind her, the annoyed angel dug into her pocket to find a small, wailing, mushroom.
. . .
She couldn't help but smile at it's cute face as she closed her eyes and imagined herself back in heaven.
*
When she opened her eyes the beauty of heaven stared back at her.
. . .along with the Five.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" Kagome looked from Sango to the others somewhat confused; why they would call her during a time when Inuyasha could walk in and see her not there?
"You lost your temper, Kagome," Toutousai burst out, a scowl forming on his face, "You can't do that around such a fragile Innocent!"
Miroku pushed the old angel aside, "If I didn't know any better, Toutousai my friend, I would think you were losing your temper as well."
Toutousai shot a glare at the lavender-eyed monk, "Angels don't lose their temper!"
"If you don't have one right now, Toutousai, I'd hate to see what one really is."
"Well then why don't you fly down to earth and check."
"Toutousai . . ."
"Both of you, be quiet!" Sango yelled.
"No!"
Sango took a step back in surprise.
"Excuse me!" Kagome yelled over the bickering, "Inuyasha thinks I'm in the bathroom looking for where the crying is coming from. So, if you would be so kind as to tell me why I have been called here? Because, by the way you're acting it wasn't because I lost my temper."
Shippou and Myouga, who had decided it was best to stay silent, rose from their clouds. "Kagome, the reason you're here is because we need to tell you something."
. . .
. . .
"Yes?"
Miroku shoved Toutousai out of the way and smiled, "We seem to have overlooked something that could become a problem . . ."
Kagome raised a curious eyebrow.
"Kikyo, Inuyasha's wife, looked-"
"Like you, Kagome-chan," Sango finished, ignoring the scowl on Toutousai's face. "Kikyo looked just like you, there are almost no differences."
"This could pose a problem. He might fall in love with you because on the unconscious ideas you are her." Shippou continued.
"He wouldn't do that!" Kagome burst out, "He wouldn't treat me any differently than any other girl that he might see now. I don't look like her-"
Sango sighed, flicking her wrist, causing a whiff of cloud to form a makeshift screen. A picture of the deceased Kikyo stared back at them, her pale skin almost blending in with the cloud.
"Yes, Kagome-chan, you do."
***
Shorter than I'd expected but I decided to split chapters. I had to study so much for my finals. *sigh* I wish I could hunt down the guy who invented tests and make him wish he never had.
Kaori-chan: Wouldn't he already be dead?
Sakura: Well, we could ask Fluffy to revive him . . . Would that work?
Kaori-chan: *blinks* Let's go!
Sakura: Alright everyone, please find it in your hearts to review! ^_^
Ja ne
~Sakura
Disclaimer: I own the Totally Hits 2003 CD and the boom box it's playing in, the Trident bubblegum in my mouth, and Plum, my wonderful computer, but I'd give it all up to own Inu-kun.
Plum: -.-
Sakura: Except Plum.
Author's Note:
Rather speedy update, ne? I'm learning to type up a whole chapter rather quickly. My homework load is slowing down for some unknown but God sent reason. Except the dreaded Algebra finals are coming up. At least it isn't being counted as part of the second quarter grade, only a semester grade being sent to the high school I'm going to next year. Yay, I get another honor roll ribbon! ^_^ (That'll make me write more for sure)
But getting away from my shameless bragging and on with the next chapter.
Shout outs!
1) Kikyo
Yeah, I wanted to use the Kikyo that was kind, so obviously we're not talking about her clay pot form here. LOL. I thought she was cool but in her clay pot form I just want her to croak over and die. *Imagines this with a grin on her face*
Thanks to: Inuyuii, animemistress419, Chipper Girl, InuShemeeko, and Miko Sakura-sama Fan.
***
There are three choices after death
Angel,
Essence,
And Damned.
But why, if you reach heaven,
Is there a chance that you can't get your wings?
***
The sunlight permeated the window giving a heavenly glow to the room. Birds chirped outside as another signal a new day was here, not to mention the occasional car driving by.
Kagome's wild blue eyes fluttered open as she rolled over to face the window.
How long had it been?
About five or six years actually, since she'd woken up to a sunbathed window.
Humming, she rose from the bed to stretch.
"What are you trying to say?"
Kagome walked towards the door.
'Inuyasha's up early.' She shrugged and turned back to look out the window when she saw the clock on the bedside table. It read 2 pm.
She had slept in.
It felt good to sleep in for a change.
Almost felt like she was still alive.
"Stop double-talking me! Give me a straight answer," Inuyasha growled, his voice warningly low, "We were going to adopt her before Kikyo died, what's the problem now?"
The woman on the other line let out a long, agonizing breath, "I'm sorry, but Sayo came from a one parent home. She needs two people to take care of her."
"I'm not like that bastard that dumped her there and ran," Inuyasha retorted, "I care about Sayo, no one else is trying to adopt her but me-"
"Although you qualified when you were together, now that your wife is deceased it's harder for the acceptance board to see you fit to raise her."
"I'm not going to stop trying," Inuyasha assured.
"Good bye sir," the lady said in monotone.
There was a click signaling the call had ended.
"Damn it!" Inuyasha pounded his fist into the countertop. He could feel what was left of his life falling through his finger tips into pitch black darkness. What was once as easy to hold onto as sandpaper was now oil.
Kagome slowly walked into the room, not sure of how to go about comforting him. "Is everything alright?"
Inuyasha looked up, his eyes showing he had been startled at her sudden entrance. He eyed her for a second as if recalling everything that had happened the night before and then nodded slowly, "Did you hear all of that?"
"Depends on how long you were talking," Kagome took another step, entering the kitchen.
"Well, if you heard 'Hello' then you heard it from start to finish," Inuyasha said rather gruffly, whirling around to get more coffee. Kagome stayed silent after his remark.
He had lost more hope since last night.
He sighed, "I'm sorry, bad morning."
Kagome nodded, sitting down at the table, knowing not to push it any further for now. "It's ok, we all have them."
Inuyasha nodded vaguely, staring angrily-from what Kagome could tell-at the kitchen utensils by the fridge. After a moment of insufferable silence, the man spoke up, although softly, "How'd you sleep?"
Kagome perked up from her spot at the table, "It was wonderful, thank you."
Inuyasha scoffed, "It was nothing."
"No, it was something, something I can never repay you for." Inuyasha glanced over at the girl sitting at the table slowly turning the pepper shaker in her creamy-skinned hands.
She seemed like she wasn't saying something, like she had something that was too painful to admit.
That was when Inuyasha began wondering what exactly had happened to this girl.
***
"Do you think it was a wise sending her down so soon after the judgment?" Sango looked doubtfully over the side of the cloud she was currently riding.
"Don't doubt Kami-sama's plans," he said quickly, "I know we made the right decision."
"I know but- HENTAI!" Sango spun around, slapping the angel on the cheek.
Just because it was heaven didn't mean his habit had fallen down to hell.
"Please forgive me, Sango-sama," Miroku said serenely, "Old habits die hard."
"I just don't see the reason they still live while you're dead." Sighing, she looked over at the angel behind her, "I forgive you though."
His lavender eyes lightened, "Arigatou. But, for more important matters, we need to discuss Kikyo."
Sango stayed silent.
"Angel or Essence?"
"She was a wonderful woman who spent her life taking care of others less fortunate than herself, it was what she loved to do. Angel."
"It's agreed then, we've all voted Angel." Miroku took a retreating step backward, ready to inform the others.
"Wait," Sango turned around, "I have a question."
Miroku stopped, "What is it Sango-sama?"
"What is the point of an Essence anyway? Doesn't everyone that makes it this far deserve to fly?"
Miroku sighed, "I knew you'd be asking this some day or another." He resigned his look of knowing with one of slight puzzlement, "The truth is, Sango-sama, I don't know."
The female angel looked at him in confusion, how did he not know? Then, as he turned, she noticed the spark of sadness lingering in his eyes.
***
"By the way you're acting, you haven't eaten in weeks!"
The sound of slurping continued from across the table.
Kagome rolled her eyes playfully and walked to the counter, "Next is . . .," she dug through the cabinets, "Ramen . . .?"
Inuyasha lowered the now empty cup down to the table and looked up at Kagome with a smirk on his face, "Favorite food."
"I can tell," she breathed, opening one cabinet after another to demonstrate how many of his 'favorite food' he owned. "Don't you eat anything else?"
Pausing his drinking of cola, he nodded, "In the fridge."
Kagome, who had been amazed at his noodle intake, gratefully opened the refrigerator. "Finally, real food."
"What are you talking about? Ramen *is* real food!" Inuyasha held up a discarded ramen box, "See? Nutrition Facts."
Kagome giggled at his childish behavior that had been so solemn just a few minutes earlier.
Inuyasha was different.
Not one Innocent before him had handled death so well.
On the outside anyway.
On the inside he was probably being ripped apart.
Sighing, the ebony-haired angel plopped a horde of ingredients onto the table despite Inuyasha's protests.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Kagome shot him a glare, "I'm cooking. You know, *non* instant foods?"
~ "I'm cooking, Inuyasha, you know, non instant foods that have to be put on the stove for a while to cook?"
Inuyasha smirked, snaking his arms around Kikyo's waist. "You always know how to make my day a little brighter."
"It's my job." Kikyo smirked back, kissing the man on the nose before going back to chopping vegetables.~
This girl was getting to him.
He wanted to help her, of course, but still . . .
How long could he live with someone that was reminding him of his wife every time he turned around?
Was it something he had done and now the gods were having their sick, twisted, fun?
. . .
No . . .
Inuyasha sighed, using his chopsticks to swirl the remaining ramen noodles in the bowl.
*Swish, swish*
Kagome smiled, chopping off the leaves of the carrot.
*Swish, swish*
Kagome brought the knife down faster towards the carrot's tip.
*Swish, swish, swirl*
The angel sighed, trying-but failing-to ignore the constant swishing the Innocent behind her was causing.
*Swish, swish, swirl, scrape*
Kagome took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves.
It wasn't working.
*Swish, swi-*
"Inuyasha!" Kagome cried.
Inuyasha jerked his head up from the bowl and stared at her. "Gods! What? What happened?!"
"Can you . . .please. . .stop swishing you food?"
*Swish, swish*
"Stop it."
*Swish. Swish. Swish.*
"Inuyasha . . ."
*Swish, swish. Swish, swish.*
"Stop it!"
Inuyasha glared, standing up, "Make me. *swish swish*."
"Sit down and stop that! It's annoying."
*Swish swish*
"Sit!"
Inuyasha, despite his struggles, jumped involuntarily, and fell on the floor. He darkly mumbled into the tiles until he was able to stand. "What was that for?!"
"What was what for?" Kagome said, calming slightly. "It's not my fault you fell on the floor."
. . .
She had a point there.
But still.
Kagome whipped around back to her vegetables and resumed chopping up the whatever-she-called-it into a pot.
Inuyasha grumbled while he finished-silently-his ramen and shoved it aside stubbornly.
This girl was something . . .
Arguing with him after he gave her-a complete stranger- a place to stay. A complete stranger!
. . .but since she came the day before, he hadn't been feeling like, his cousin said, suicidal.
Hmm...
This girl was something alright, something he could live with.
His wife was gone and the little girl that they would have adopted was now untouchable.
Who the hell did Sayo's father think he was?
Making his last request before ditching his daughter that only a two couple family could get her and here he was, ready and willing to take care of her. Did the damn adoption agency see any two-parent home looking for her?
He sure didn't.
"The food'll be ready in half an hour," Kagome said cheerily, plopping down in the chair across from him.
Inuyasha blinked.
"Well didn't you change your tune fast?" he grumbled.
"I can't stay mad at the guy who took me in for too long, can I?" Kagome winked, feeling much better.
That was until she heard the faint wail of something very, very familiar.
Oh great, Shippou was calling her.
*Real* wise move for an angel.
"What the hell is that?"
*Real* wise.
"I'll go check it out," Kagome counseled, scooting her chair back and slipping out into the hallway. "Shippou, this better be worth it!"
Hurrying to the bathroom and locking the door behind her, the annoyed angel dug into her pocket to find a small, wailing, mushroom.
. . .
She couldn't help but smile at it's cute face as she closed her eyes and imagined herself back in heaven.
*
When she opened her eyes the beauty of heaven stared back at her.
. . .along with the Five.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" Kagome looked from Sango to the others somewhat confused; why they would call her during a time when Inuyasha could walk in and see her not there?
"You lost your temper, Kagome," Toutousai burst out, a scowl forming on his face, "You can't do that around such a fragile Innocent!"
Miroku pushed the old angel aside, "If I didn't know any better, Toutousai my friend, I would think you were losing your temper as well."
Toutousai shot a glare at the lavender-eyed monk, "Angels don't lose their temper!"
"If you don't have one right now, Toutousai, I'd hate to see what one really is."
"Well then why don't you fly down to earth and check."
"Toutousai . . ."
"Both of you, be quiet!" Sango yelled.
"No!"
Sango took a step back in surprise.
"Excuse me!" Kagome yelled over the bickering, "Inuyasha thinks I'm in the bathroom looking for where the crying is coming from. So, if you would be so kind as to tell me why I have been called here? Because, by the way you're acting it wasn't because I lost my temper."
Shippou and Myouga, who had decided it was best to stay silent, rose from their clouds. "Kagome, the reason you're here is because we need to tell you something."
. . .
. . .
"Yes?"
Miroku shoved Toutousai out of the way and smiled, "We seem to have overlooked something that could become a problem . . ."
Kagome raised a curious eyebrow.
"Kikyo, Inuyasha's wife, looked-"
"Like you, Kagome-chan," Sango finished, ignoring the scowl on Toutousai's face. "Kikyo looked just like you, there are almost no differences."
"This could pose a problem. He might fall in love with you because on the unconscious ideas you are her." Shippou continued.
"He wouldn't do that!" Kagome burst out, "He wouldn't treat me any differently than any other girl that he might see now. I don't look like her-"
Sango sighed, flicking her wrist, causing a whiff of cloud to form a makeshift screen. A picture of the deceased Kikyo stared back at them, her pale skin almost blending in with the cloud.
"Yes, Kagome-chan, you do."
***
Shorter than I'd expected but I decided to split chapters. I had to study so much for my finals. *sigh* I wish I could hunt down the guy who invented tests and make him wish he never had.
Kaori-chan: Wouldn't he already be dead?
Sakura: Well, we could ask Fluffy to revive him . . . Would that work?
Kaori-chan: *blinks* Let's go!
Sakura: Alright everyone, please find it in your hearts to review! ^_^
Ja ne
~Sakura