Dogsong Pt 2
"Take this." She handed him a small pendant, greenish in color and glowing, as if it had a life of its own. It cast a green shadow on his face, as if turning his very skin its own color.
"What's this thing?" He dangled it off his claws like a worthless childs toy, hoping to anger her or catch her attention. She paid no notice.
"That is what we'll be using to get to my past. Do what you wish with it but if you break it good luck getting back here or even to your own world." She looked at him knowingly, almost amused at his attempts to anger her.
"Ok, ok I get it already." He spoke with the same disrespect as earlier, but noticeably handled the pendant with more respect. He positioned himself next to her, and just stood there, not knowing what to do. "So…?"
"I thought you would know. Oh well, if I must lecture you I shall." His anger rose at her tone, treating him as if he was a child needing constant guidance. How did she know exactly what to do to mess with his emotions? She always pulled just the right strings….. "Ummm Inuyasha? Are you all right?"
"I'm fine come off it."
"All right . . . . . Well, what you do to be transferred is let the pendant take you and believe strongly that you will arrive. You will feel it. Don't lose faith or you will be lost in time. I'll be waiting Inuyasha" With that she closed her eyes and in an instant disappeared.
"Show off," Inuyasha muttered under his breath. He glanced once again at his pendant. With a deep sigh he closed his eyes, one word echoing in his mind. Believe . . . . . He felt his feet lift from the ground. Startled, he opened his eyes, falling flat on his face in the process. "Damn, she wasn't kidding." Closing his eyes once more, he again felt himself be lifted, but this time he willed himself not to open them. He was off, back and forth, up and down, side to side, rocketing at amazing speeds through the vast expanse of time and space. In just as long as it had taken for him to enter he was out, again flat on his face in the dirt.
"Inuyasha are you allright?" He immediately rose to his feet, claws and fangs bared, until he realized who was talking. In the confusion of the transport he had forgotten she existed. "I know, it takes some time to get used to. You must be pretty confused right about now."
"No I'm fine, I'm not a weak human you know." But the truth was he was indeed shaken. Never had he experienced such an odd transport, and this world also confused him. It was nothing like the world he knew.
"Normally I would tell you to get a move on, but today I only want to lay down and enjoy the simplicity and purity of this world. Unlike you, I come from a corrupted world with smog, poisons and acid rain, where you can hardly see the sky. Its nice to get out, and I want to relax." And that's just what she did, laying down on a small hill, becoming oblivious to anything but the endless blue sky.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? You retard! I thought you said the future was at stake? I thought you said it was urgent? You were so intent on it before, why don't you understand that now?"
"Down boy." He fell with a crash. "I understand the gravity of the situation Inuyasha. I also understand that if I don't relax the stress will kill me. So lay down," once again he fell, " and relax. Unlike you I don't get such a wonderful world around me. Mine is filled with pollution as I have already said, so please relax. We will move on soon. Just lay back and enjoy the purity of this wonderful world." She looked up intently at the sky, watching the clouds and enjoying the sights and sweet smells of the world around her.
Inuyasha was stunned. Never had he met anyone like her, who knew the sorrow of life that tied his heart to the ground yet still had the innocence to loose themselves in the world around them. "Aliakai?"
"Hm? Yes Inuyasha?" She rolled on her side, gazing intently at him, her eyes still filled with the joy of the world around her that she had just experienced. He could get lost in those eyes.
"Do you have anything, in your past that you regret?"
Visibly startled, she quickly recovered enough to answer. "There is someone, long ago, that I hurt very deeply. I can never forgive myself. Why, my friend, do you ask?"
Friend? He had never been called that before . . . . "I have killed many, human and demon alike. It kills me, but I push the guilt back."
"Might I ask you something?"
"If you must."
"I notice you have no rosary. Do you know a person by the name of Kikyo?"
"No… I know the name, but she and I have never crossed paths,"
"I see. You must have been take from a time before your tragedies closed your heart to others. When you were still fighting to live and consumed by the sorrow of being alone, constantly surrounded by the hatred of demon and human alike."
"How can you understand me so?"
"Because I am the same."
