The Third Family
Author's Note- SPRING BREAK!
Hopefully I'll be able to get a lot of writing done in these two weeks.
This is my second chapter out already! (Kijustsu no Senyo was my first)
I like the idea of Shippo pranking Kurozena... Haha -.-; Sorry I
haven't updated in a while. But Inuyasha and the others didn't drop by
randomly! They had an invite! I used Makoto instead of Mikoto?
Whoopsies. I did change the name in the letter if you didn't know that.
Now it's Raidon. I like twists. :)
We had a good time at dinner. Somehow I managed to get a seat in between Miroku and Mikoto. I don't think Mikoto trusted Miroku around me. Sango and the others told me what adventures they had had since we had left the group. Kagome filled me in on everything that was happening at home.
But they had come late and they were tired. Right after dinner I showed them to their room and Kagome and Sango to the bathes. Slipping into my library, I pulled the diary out of my pocket and opened it up. I didn't open it to where I had left off however, I opened it up to a page near the back. It was blank. I flipped a few pages backwards. Still blank. Sighing, I skipped about fifty pages backwards. There I found writing.
I think I've come down with something. I can't exactly say how I feel bad, I just don't feel good. I'm very tired. I hope I get better soon. Mikoto came in a few minutes ago asking me if I wanted to go play with him in the rose garden. I wanted to, but I just couldn't find the strength so I told him that I had spent a long night preparing for the ball next month and that I was just too tired. He looked a bit disappointed, but I know he'll get over it. He's a strong boy. A son to be proud of. But the flowers on the other hand, it's been very hot lately and I need to water them. I wish I hadn't been so stuborn when Kotomo insisted that we get some gardeners to help me out. Even having one now would be a blessing. I think I'll take a nap now. Maybe that will help.
I frowned. Could this have been the sickness that had lead to the end of Misuki's life? I flipped foreward a page in the book. The two pages I saw were filled with entries. The next four pages were the same as were the two after that. Maybe it wasn't the end.
I turned to the next page just to be sure. There was only one entry on it. The writing was a bit hard to read as if it had taken all of Misuki's energy to hold the pen. I began to read.
I don't know how long it's been since I last wrote here. I could have been weeks ago or maybe just yesterday. I slip in and out of concesness, oblivious to just about everything around me except Kotomo. This is the first time I've woken up and not found him besides my bed. I wonder where he is. Where Mikoto is. How my gardens are doing. I don't feel much different from when I first complained of being sick. The only thing that has changed is how intense my my tiredness is.
I don't know why I'm forcing myself to write this and waste my energy. Maybe it's because this is the first time in a while I have been aware enough to remember my diary. Maybe it's because deep down I know that the end is coming. But I don't want to believe that. My son is still very young. I want to watch him grow up and be happy. To find his own love. If that is indeed the case, that I will die soon, I hope my mate and my son know that I will always love them even if I'm dead. There is the ball I have been planning tomorrow. I know that much. I hope Kotomo won't cancel it. I worked hard on it and it might be the last time I work hard on anything. I want Kotomo to keep on being his cheerful self even if I die. I don't want him to mourn for me.
If I die, I will have this diary hidden by my most trusted servant. I know where I will tell her to hide it. That place will only be accessed by whoever takes over my job. I believe she will have a right to know what happened in my life.
I wiped away a stray tear. That had been the end. I knew it and she had known it. The idea of showing this to Mikoto flashed through my mind. I shook my head. No. Not yet at least.
I grinned as I felt the baby kick. But it also reminded me it was late. I sighed. I wasn't tired yet. A walk in the gardens sounded good, but it was still the new moon which created two problems. One, there was no light in the gardens tonight. Two, I was a human so I couldn't seen in the dark. In other words, Mikoto would not be happy with me if I went out.
My thoughts returned to the baby. I wondered if it would be a boy or a girl. A hanyou or youkai. Looking down at my stomach I patted it. It wouldn't be long until I found out.
Inuyasha: And we're out of the story again.
Clear Waters: Not really. Kyo mentioned you and it's not like you've left the castle.
Inuyasha: But we weren't in the chapter!
Kagome: But we're not out of the story!
Miroku: Exactly. We're staying for the ball!
Sango: You sound excited.
Miroku: Why shouldn't I sound excited?
Sango: You're going to get yourself killed some day, do you know that?
Clear Waters: Agreed! R and R everyone!