I own nothing...sob
Summary: His eyes looked in to her speaking emotions never shown before. Her heart stop as the the world fell away from them. With one slight movement their lips met.
Sess/Kag
The Painful Beginning
Good-bye My Lover By James Blunt
The cold winter wind caressed a young woman's bare shoulders and tossed the ebony locks of hair that cascades down her back into the air. A dark blue ocean laid more than a hundred feet below the house that was seated upon that cliff. There it reached into the horizon with the golden sun turning to a bleeding red, sinking below it. The shoulders slumped forward and with a heavy heart, a deep sigh escapes her lips.
"Why?"
The word floats away from her pale pink lips in a voice once lyrical but now full of sorrow and regret. The young woman stood on a balcony over looking the seacoast. Her once sapphire colored eyes that sparkled with life, love, and pure joy, now are left dull, dead, and broken. The painful memories played continuously, leaving her numb with nothing to live for. Her cheeks pink, tears stain her once creamed colored skin.
A haunting melody sounds throughout the air. The enchanting words bring the tears back to life. Yet she lets none fall, for if she does it will make what happened a reality. Memories of this song sang to her by her love after a fight. He sang this song and she fell more in love. He sang with such emotion and she knew they she could not just let him go as if nothing between them had ever happened.
Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.
Painful memories fill her thought as her head falls to her chest, weighed down by the past. Visions of a young man fill her thoughts. Long silver hair coupled with sharp topaz colored eyes, perfectly sculpted nose, and full dark pink lips. A strong body, one that would grab her and spin her around in times of joy. Yet also had the power to hold her as a delicate flower in times of sorrow and tears. Yet as beautiful as he was on the outside, it was nothing compared to his inner beauty. There was a kindness there that the world has never seen. A heart, hard to gain access to but once you do, you never feel more love from another soul.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.
How she longed for the arms to take her in now. To hide her from the pain, from the reality of what had happened that night. A light mist fell down slowly upon her shoulders as the as the moon grew high in the nights sky. It was as if the heavens themselves were grieving with her. Each raindrop for a tear that was unshed. A shudder ran threw her as she heard the song continue its painful story.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
No, she wouldn't, she couldn't say good-bye. No not now, not yet. Tears filled her sorrowful eyes. Their life as man and wife were about to begin. They were going to be married at the beginning of spring. On the day they had first ever met each other. Yet in the cold winter her lover was torn from her grasp. A hollow laugh echoed in the night as the memory of that day came back to her.
I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.
I've watched you sleeping for a while.
I'd be the father of your child.
I'd spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We've had our doubts but now we're fine,
And I love you, I swear that's true.
I cannot live without you.
She was a sophomore at an all-girls school and he was a junior at a public school. Her school was putting on a musical and it needed some young men so auditions were open to any young many wishing to be a part of the production. The production would be Romeo and Juliet. She was running down to the auditorium, where auditions were being held. She was in such a hurry she didn't see the young man coming into the building, and as you would have guessed it she ran straight into him.
"That's where it all began," she thought.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
Of course after that he hated her and just with her luck they both ended up getting the leads. Fate always had something against her. Whether it is with the divorce of her once loving parents to the horrible death of her baby brother. At the thought of the more up close and personal scenes in that particular play, both young teenagers felt sick. Yet decided they weren't going to give up the chance to be in a leading role.
"Yet," she thought, " It was through that play we became friends and later some much more."
Tears filled her eyes; she no longer held them back. They pored over in large amounts. The tears fell down her face joining the rain in its mourning. She cried for the past, for what could have been, but mostly for the life that way taken away too quickly.
And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I'm asleep.
And I will bare my soul in time,
When I'm kneeling at your feet.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.
Yes, the haunting song could not have spoke truer words. She did feel hollow, like half of her was gone. Yet in the silence of her tears she came across the dawning of something. A way to move on, a way to show how much she did love him. She had to keep his memory alive for her, for him, and mostly for the love they shared together.
She turned away from the now pitch black sea and the soothing raindrops and open the sliding glass doors, and walked into what was going to be their room. She sat down at her desk and opened her laptop. She pulled up a Word Document and she began her story.
"This is a story of hate, happiness, sorrow, pain, regret, joy, and laughter. But most of all this is a story of true love. A love deeper than the sea, stronger than flames of fire, and truer than the face of God. This is my story, the story of Kagome and Sesshomaru."