Alright, chapter 7 is now up, and I get to live another day, lol! This chapter brings back a certain hanyou, but this isn't the last time you'll see him, don't worry. Alright I really have nothing else to say, so lets get going.
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Italic- Author's notes
Bold- change of scenery or character
oh and I decided to put the reviews up here today, just to see which is better.
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ON WITH THE STORY!
Chapter 7
Inuyasha looked up at the sky and marveled at the beauty of the full moon. He didn't know why, but for some reason, seeing the full moon made him feel as if he should be awaiting something, but he didn't know what. He sighed and laid back into a giant oak tree, setting his sword beside him and stretching out. Crossing his arms, he recalled upon the day he met that arrogant demon who pretended to know everything about him.
"Pssh stuck up bastard." Inuyasha spat out, not being able to stand him even in thought. His mind erased the demon from his mind as he tried to relax. But he couldn't shake the feeling of uneasiness with the full moon glowing above him, almost menacingly. Inuyasha sat in silence, uneasy and pissed, but then his mind began to free him of those thoughts and soon he was falling in to sleep's arms. But before he could, a sudden image flashed by his mind. It was a woman, with long raven hair, but that was pretty much all he could make out, for the image disappeared as quickly as it had come. It was faded and blurred, and he wasn't sure if it was a woman at all or if her or his hair was black or blue, but his doubts her cleared as soon he saw those eyes. Dazzling, dark blue eyes, so gorgeous and big with eyelashes so black they made her eyes sparkle. They stared at him with such emotion, an emotion that scared him. But soon those eyes too disappeared, along with the blurry picture, and sleep began to take him over, dreams beginning to erase those eyes from his memory.
Kagome lay in bed, having been awake for hours after her short sleep. She didn't want anyone to know she was awake, so she pretended to sleep as she began to think about what she had always thought about, him. She couldn't break him from her thoughts, and she began to realize slowly that she couldn't break him from her heart either. But she was determined to, no matter how or with whom she would, and it didn't matter if she had to wait her whole life to forget him, she would do it. Her eyes grew fierce as she felt her silent rage begin to come out. She had loved him, had given him everything she had, she had given him her entire self. (Calm down, calm down, might not be what your thinking.) Everyday she stuck by his side, thinking like a fool that she was winning his heart with every smile she gave him.
"Inuyasha…I thought you loved me…but I was wrong." Kagome whispered her thoughts out loud, clenching her fists around her blanket. He never loved me. "I was an idiot not to see it!" I was blind with my love for you, blind and not willing to see what everybody else saw. "Mirouku…Sango…Shippou, they all knew that you were playing with me, allowing me to follow you at nights, letting you fulfill your fantasy of holding Kikyo in your arms through me." But no more! I'm sick of it! Sick of having to be second best to you! "I'm not Kikyo!" I'm Kagome, and that is who I've always been. It's not my fault you couldn't appreciate what I did for you, it's not my fault you didn't fall in love with me as I did with you.
"No Inuyasha, no more." I'm through with you. I've already wasted enough tears on you. You will not own my life even after "…even after…you chose…her." Kagome sat up in her bed, tears flowing down her cheeks. Her eyes weren't full of sadness however, but full of anger, rage, and angrily she wiped at her tears. "No more, Inuyasha." She felt her heart break with every word she said, but she wouldn't break with it. For too long she had done everything it desired, but now, now it was her turn. She threw the sheets off her, and walked to her closet sorting through it.
"I'm through with mourning over something I never lost." She put on the outfit she had chosen and went to the mirror that reflected a person she had never seen. "Who is this?" She saw dark circles under her eyes, her hair matted and tangled, her face pale and droopy, and her eyes red from all the crying. This isn't me. Picking up the brush on her dresser, she began to brush her hair, taming her wild locks into her once beautiful long tresses. Then she washed her face, putting on just a hint of blush and lip gloss to brighten her face. Looking into her own eyes, she traced the outside with very little eyeliner, bringing them out even more. Finally she recognized the image before her, this was her reflection, and never again would she go back to the sad, pathetic, love-sick girl she had become for him. That girl was dead long since and she would remain that way.
Kagome smiled at the mirror and walked to the window, opening the curtains slightly. The weather fit her mood, though she would have preferred a sunny day instead, but she told herself that she would not lie to herself anymore. This weather was perfect, rain pounding at the earth, spectacular lightning flashing in the background, and dramatic thunder as it's score. Perfect weather.
"Souta just hold it for a bit longer please dear." Ms. Higurashi pleaded with her son as he squirmed under the ladder she was on. Kagome walked into the living room, watching her mother try to change a light bulb in an old lamp that hung from the ceiling. She smiled as her brother moaned and complained about him having to keep the ladder still when he was about to beat level 8 in his video game.
"Mom, couldn't you have done this some other time, you know, when I'm not defeating the King of Aliens!" Souta shouted up at his mother as she untwisted the old light bulb.
"Don't yell at me Souta, you play those games all day, and it's just five minutes." Ms. Higurashi struggled to hold both light bulbs but still remained composure on the ladder.
"Yea Souta, don't talk back to your mother that way." Kagome smiled at his surprised face. Her mother gasped in surprise as she heard her voice and turned to look if she had actually heard her daughter.
"Kagome. What are you doing up honey, you should be in bed." Kagome smiled brightly and laughed kindly.
"I got sick of lying in bed and I think the bed began to get sick of me, because my back is killing me." Kagome laughed at her mother's smile. Souta snorted at her sister's remark.
"Well no duh! Who wouldn't get sick of being stuck with you for that long?" Souta yelped as Kagome's hand slapped the back of his head.
"Souta that wasn't nice." Ms. Higurashi scorned Souta on his remark and then turned to Kagome. "Are you sure you are feeling well?"
"Yes mom, don't worry. I just decided to wake up and start fresh today." She smiled and this time her eyes weren't heavy with sadness as before, and this Ms. Higurashi saw. She smiled at her daughter, happy she had taken the decision she had taken.
"Hey, how come I get yelled at and she gets a hug?" Souta whined as he watched his mom embrace Kagome with laughs and smiles. Kagome stuck her tongue out at him and laughed as he got angry at her and began to whine to their mother. 'How good it feels to be back. I missed it all.' Laughter filled the house as Souta and Ms. Higurashi began to live life as it once was lived a long time ago, with Kagome by their side.
Yukiko shut the door to the servant's quarters with a slam, locking it behind her. Seconds later shouts were heard from the other side of the door, but she ignored them and fell across her small bed. The yells went on for what seemed hours, but eventually they stopped and Yukiko was left in peace.
"Idiot monster, expecting me to do such disgusting work! But you'll pay some day, ugly green toad!" The insults ran freely from her mouth as she thought of the many ways to torture him. Then a small thought came to her mind, causing a smirk to fall upon her lips. She got up from the bed as she went to her mirror, putting on her demon outfit, having to wear a servant's uniform for too long. Then she fixed her hair in its usual style, not this unflattering ponytail. Gazing at herself in the mirror, she stroked her face, admiring her snow white face, soft yet firm, her hair that reached down to her back held a soft but remarkable lavender blending in with her light skin. Her eyes were however the only ones that stood out, a dark purple, almost harsh with markings starting from the outside edges of her eyes all the way down to her cheeks, resembling tears. But they were not normal tears, for they changed color almost as her mood, but it always held the dark color of black malice and not the usual lilac that snow demons were always seen with. Her lips were pale and held no color, but they were full and almost heart shaped.
She was marvelous creature, having almost half of her race exterminated in territory wars; she was a rare sight, and a beautiful one at that. But at first look only, for take a second look and you stare right into her eyes, a harsh purple circling inside clashing with black. It was as if watching a snow storm happening inside her very eyes.
Yukiko stood from her mirror, standing a couple of inches below 6", she wasn't of an impressionable height, but her character made up for that. Glancing at herself once more, the snow storm suddenly stopped, and was replaced with an eerie calm silence, almost deadly. A graceful smile flirted with her lips, her eyes danced with emotion, and her heart raced with excitement. For too long she had been denied the luxuries she deserved, and had been wasted on that human girl, always being just a servant in this household, she was made for better things than following every damn whim of that toad, and she would be given a title that made everyone cower at her feet, even that pathetically proud and annoying Nyoko. They would all bow at her feet, groveling for mercy from all they had done to her, and she would be unmerciful.
Her smile turned dark and her eyes lost every trace of color, turning into the night itself. This was her moment, and she would take it. Bowing slowly at her own reflection, she turned, and walked out of the door. As she turned, her hair flipped behind her, exposing the tear markings on her cheeks that were now dripping black and turning darker.
Trees swayed with the light winds, as if bowing in his presence as he passed by them. Lord Sesshoumaru walked silently through his lands, observing every little movement. The air smelled of rain, and he knew he should be going in soon, if he wanted to stay dry that is, but he kept walking further out. The vast forest impressed to anyone who he allowed to enter. Rin loved running here, playing hide and seek with his servant Jaken. Now remembering well, it was a game that miko had taught her on one of their encounters. They were few, but every time he met her, she would always leave a lasting impression on him, one that very few could do, and even fewer humans. She had always put on a brilliant smile when she saw Rin, but he could always sense a growing sorrow in the girl.
He didn't know why that girl was occupying his thoughts, but he didn't like it. But try as he did, her face wouldn't erase from his mind. He saw how she made Rin laugh and shine with happiness, and Rin always told him how she saw Kagome as a mother, the only human she ever trusted. Thoughts of how he came to meet the little girl began to flood his mind. She was young and naïve, not understanding the full danger she had but herself in by standing before a demon. A lord demon at that, but still she was unfazed as she offered him human food, as if trying to care for him. He had to admit, the action eased him, but she was still human, that was the bottom line.
Then that day she came to him beaten and bruised, but still with a brilliant smile on her face. That was when an emotion he had never felt before came rushing at him, like a wave crashing down on an unsuspecting beach. He felt its intensity, but hid it from her, and tried to hide it from even himself, but failed. He pitied her, would he dare say, felt sorry for her. These sudden emotions scared him, not knowing that he could feel this way over someone so below him. So he stayed quiet, no daring to show anything to this girl. But he was betrayed by his own mouth as he heard himself ask the girl what had happened to her, and he was answered by the most unlikely response. She turned to him fully, flashing him with the brightest smile he had ever seen. It was as if her face lit from within, making the bruises almost vanish, and her eyes were full of adoration for someone who would care enough to ask.
That same day, he found her dead. Those eyes closed and hollow, lips colorless face white, and all traces of that brilliant smile she had given him hours before, were now scratched off her face. She was drowning in her own blood, and her wounds were pouring out more. It was then he reached for his sword, and performed an act that he himself never understood why he had done. Once again she had a breath of life, and those same eyes that had been hollow were once again filled with emotion as she smiled up at him with a light turn of her lips. From that day on, he took it upon himself to protect this young child from anything that would cause her harm. Nothing would dare touch her if she was at his side. No one would be stupid enough to try and endanger her life. It was he, Lord Sesshoumaru, who allowed her to breathe once again, and it would be he, and him alone that would have the power to end it. He knew he would never take her life, but that was the way he thought of their…relationship, he held all power of her and that would include her life and death, and anyone who tried against it would pay with their own life.
He himself never knew why he had done that act of mercy so long ago. To try and understand himself, he let her stay with him, asking himself everyday why he would have done such a degrading thing for someone with his stature. And day by day he watched over her, observing her care free ways and passion for life. And day by day, without his knowing, he grew attached to her, glad that for once in his life, he wasn't alone. He never stopped asking himself why he had given her life back to her, usually saying it was his sword who called out to her, not him, but deep down he knew why he had done it. Though he never knew why he did it, he never once regretted it.
Aww so sad sniffles I just wanted to get out there, that Sesshoumaru's feelings here are strictly like not exactly father and daughter, but close to it. What I'm trying to say is that there is no romantic emotions here, ok? Clear on that, before people start jumping at me and saying that this was suppose to be Kag and Sessh, but who knows, maybe it won't be? Adios! P.S. Plz Review!