I dont own Inuyasha nor do i own 'Somewhere i belong' by Linkin Park. What's with me and Linkin Park? Jeez.
NOTE: The song in here is more of a 'READ THE LYRICS, I DONT CARE IF YOU'RE LISTENING TO THE SONG WHILE YOU READ THIS' more than a 'LISTEN TO THIS SONG AS YOU READ THIS!' last chapter. Yeah. And stuff.
And one more thing, this.chapter.is.so.dramatic. DAMN! I got a real stretch from my dramatic muscle. I think its somewhere in my arm...but it hurts from writing the drama! The drama! Oh, the drama!
Alright i'll zip.
--Zap eedee doo!
"That Inuyasha!" Sango looked over the edge of the balcony, eyes glowering and arms angrily crossed over her chest.
"What right does he have to be such an asshole at school when he's so nice to me here!" Growling, Sango leaned on the rail of the balcony, resting on her elbows.
A voice of angry disappointment made her jump. "I have all the right."
When this began
I had nothing to say
And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me
I was confused
And I let it all out to find
That I'm not the only person with these things in mind
Inside of me
But all that they can see the words revealed
Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel
Nothing to lose
Just stuck, hollow and alone
And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own
Sango turned to see Inuyasha standing infront of the entrance of the balcony, the door shut loudly with the pressure Inuyasha added to close it behind him.
"No, Inuyasha, you don't have the right to try and confuse me for your own pleasure." Sango gained her composure, "Bastard." She murmured under her breath.
But Inuyasha heard it, visibly cringing at the word. The word. And it's meaning.
Taking forceful steps towards her, Inuyasha stopped only 2 feet away. "I'm not trying to confuse you."
"Take that off!" Sango, noticing the mask he had put back on, made to grab for it.
But Inuyasha gripped her wrist. "I've had my mask off, all night Sango."
Sango's look visably changed to one of perplexity. "…But…"
Releasing her wrist, Inuyasha lifted the mask and dropped it to the floor before taking another step closer.
The sound of the plastic dropping to the floor made Sango look to it. His mask…His cover…His shelter…
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real
I wanna let go of the pain I've felt so long
Erase all the pain till it's gone
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real
I wanna find something I've wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
"Tonight was the first time I ever took off my mask, really." Inuyasha mumbled in a tiny voice. His piercing golden eyes suddenly shot to her eyes, staring her down. "My first mask if very well known throughout school. It was made for the occasion though."
Sango's anger faded. His mask…was his cover. It was shelter from everyone around him. His safety. His eyes said it all. The sadness. The permanent hurt. It was all there in his eyes. In his heart.
"I'm sure you know what I am." Inuyasha's ear twitched atop his head for reference.
Glancing up at his canine ears, Sango began to piece together Inuyasha's story, for it was all there infront of her. Inuyasha's barely conspicuous jadedness and emotional fatigue. Why had she not noticed it before? Why had she not seen that same hurt when she saw the more materialistic kids at school point and glare or even laugh at him? Why had she not cared when he would put his mask back on, scoffing and cursing at those kids? She always thought of herself as precise, but was Inuyasha's reality so out there?
Was it so hard to think that maybe Inuyasha should live a life without having to defend for himself all the time? No. It wasn't. Was it so hard to think maybe Inuyasha didnt really want to be so touch and might all the time? That maybe, he just felt like curling into a ball and crying? No. It wasnt.
"Oh Inuyasha…" Sango collected him in a hug, never intending to let go unless he was beginning to heal.
He needed this; he needed someone to hold him. He needed to heal; to fix that ripped heart of his. Inuyasha hugged her back, hesitant at first. No one had really hugged him that fiercely before.
Inuyasha had been holding in his pain for so long, he felt free to let go of it all. To let the burden release from his hold. Was it possible one person's hug could do this? He wouldn't know. He had never experienced this before. This feeling of comfort. This feeling of love. This feeling of being loved. Sango was real. And the fact was, he had never felt something so real in his entire life.
"Thank you." Inuyasha mumbled into her shoulder, knowing she would hear. She would hear everything from no on. Wouldn't she? Everything?
Inuyasha smiled.
Sango just nodded into his chest.
And I've got nothing to say
I can't believe I didn't fall right down on my face
I was confused
Looking everywhere only to find
That it's not the way I had imagined it all in my mind
So what am I
What do I have but negativity
'cause I can't justify the way, everyone is looking at me
Nothing to lose
Nothing to gain, hollow and alone
And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own
The sudden vision of everyone staring at him, calling him freak, pushing his small form over. Hurting him. Ran through his mind, and he couldn't help but feel goosebumps run all over his body.
Inuyasha clutched her tighter, wanting to feel warmer because for some reason, the memories only brought cold.
Oh how many times Inuyasha had just sat down, closing his eyes and imagined his world a different place? A place without those hurtful words. A world with those people. A world with friends. A place where he belongs. Even now, Inuyasha wishes this. And maybe, just maybe, Sango might be his bridge to crossing over the bridge from dream, to reality. But then, he would just open his eyes, to see he lived in the place where he didnt belong. The memories were what Inuyasha hated living with.
Feeling him hug her tighter, Sango felt the need run through her veins. His need. He needed her. And, on some point, she needed him too.
"The memories…" Inuyasha accidentally let out, but he couldn't take it back now. She knew what haunted him now, and he could do nothing about it.
She had heard him say it. The fact was, memories haunted her too. But from anything that's happened, she's learned something.
"I know, Inuyasha. They…me too." She assured him slowly. "And I know you want them to go away, to just leave you alone. But they wont, wont they?"
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real
I wanna let go of the pain I've felt so long
Erase all the pain till it's gone
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real
I wanna find something I've wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
Inuyasha shook his head into the crook of her neck.
"That's why you have to make new ones, Inuyasha. So maybe, they will be written over. With happier memories canceling out the horrid ones, you know?" Sango pet the hair on the back of his head soothingly.
There was a moment of stillness as her words sunk into his head. She was right. It made sense.
Pulling himself up, but not escaping her hold, Inuyasha looked into the windows of her soul. Her eyes told everything, just like his did.
Sango smiled ruefully as she placed her hand on his cheek. Wiping a stray tear with her thumb, Sango felt him lean into her hand; silently telling her to keep the warmness of her hand there. So she did.
"You're right, Sango." Inuyasha voiced. "I…I need better memories." He laughed.
I will never know myself until I do this on my own
And I will never feel anything else until my wounds are healed
I will never be anything till I break away from me
I will break away, I'll find myself today
Sango nodded, a happier smile forming at her lips as she heard him chuckle softly. It was a pleasant noise to hear.
"And...I want better memories...with you, Sango." Inuyasha meant this statement to be so defined, so detailed, even if he could only say that one sentance. He needed to express it, to help her understand.
Shock dawned on Sango as the meaning of the statement made its echo in her head. But before she could respond, Sango felt the heat of Inuyasha's lips on hers. Kissing hers.
Kissing her.
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real
I wanna let go of the pain I've felt so long
Erase all the pain till it's gone
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real
I wanna find something I've wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
He kissed her once, before lingering in the air. His gaze remained locked on her swollen lips. Sango's eyes were staring at his eyelids in shock before she felt her own shut with lust as he swooped down to kiss her again.
It was only a peck, followed by another, and another. Soon they found themselves smiling into their small kisses, both feeling light hearted.
It was like magic, really. Inuyasha felt his heavy heart of jaded sadness lifting, ever so slowly. Bit by bit, he knew he would become sewn together once again. His heart will be in one piece and his mind won't wonder what it would be like to be loved. For he now knew what it was like.
Sango reached to the back of Inuyasha's neck, keeping him in place so she could kiss him fully. He felt himself surrender to her, letting her kiss him passionately.
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm somewhere I belong
He felt himself heal. Something he's wanted to feel for a long time.
He needed this. She needed this.
She wanted this for a while now. Freedom.
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm somewhere I belong
They both agreed to take each other's pain.
Because he belonged in her arms. And she in his.
Somewhere I belong...
Kohaku, who had seen his sister leave to the balcony, had finally gotten past the crowd of exiting people.
"Sesshomaru?" Kohaku saw him looking out the window, barely moving the curtain to see something. Was he looking at something on the balcony?
Said person turned half way. "I suggest you wait until she is finished before interrupting."
With that, Sesshomaru abandoned the window beside the balcony, turning to leave.
Question marks seemed to pop into his mind as Kohaku's curiosity took over him. Moving the curtain, Kohaku looked through the curtain to see his sister kissing someone.
"Blegh." He couldn't help but sound. Turning back around, he caught Sesshomaru's leaving figure.
"Hey Sesshomaru, I don't mean to be rude in asking—" Kohaku saw Sesshomaru give him a perplexed but calm look. "But I saw you dancing with my Ane-ue. Shouldn't it make you…angry to see her kissing someone else?"
Sesshomaru would have laughed at the naïve boy's question if he weren't the way he was. Smirking, Sesshomaru replied, "My brother, as much as I hate him, needed her. Inuyasha's ego was the only way for him to realize it. He needed be healed, and your sister was the only way for that to happen."
Walking away with only that small bit of information, Sesshomaru hoped Kohaku wasn't as naïve as he perceived he was.
Kohaku was left standing alone, Sesshomaru's words still lingering in his mind.
"He needed…So…Inuyasha's ego?"
Kohaku suddenly smiled in Sesshomaru's direction. 'What a good actor. Making Inuyasha jealous? How tricky.'
AWW! Sesshy! Since when did you get so nice!
Sesshomaru: I am not nice, woman. You drugged me before the scene. Now you shall die.
–dies– (but secretly loves it) ( 3)
Sesshomaru: Now I will take over. Review, or you shall also meet an end with the bare point of my claw. DO IT NOW!
Ghost of former authoress: You heard The Fluffy! Review! Please.
Sesshomaru: Do not say please, it makes you look foolish.
Ghost of former suthoress: You look foolish with that fluffy thing coming out of your ass!
Sesshomaru: …It's retractable. AND NOT FOOLISH!
-Cuts scene-
You don't know how ugly that was going to turn out. Anyway, please review! I live for them!
-Monica
PS: SORRY ITS LATE!
PSS: By the way, THIS IS FINISHED; THX FOR READING!