When the Light Goes Out
Kiwi: Oh! My wonderful reviewers! 6 reviews on the first day! You guys rock, thanks so much to the readers out there! I'm sorry for two things, one being that I am a terrible up-dater. Also, I was wondering for awhile how to make this chapter work with the rest of the story, so sorry if it's…choppy. And, I've decided to make thoughts in italics. I like the way it looks better. Now for the reviewers!
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Now, onward!
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Kagome looked at Shippo, not knowing how he would accept her answer. It's not everyday you just tell some kid, 'Hey! I'm dead!' She half expected Shippo to run or scream or faint or something. But he just continued to stare at her. Oh great, I've paralyzed him with fear. Inuyasha tensed, knowing what Kagome must be feeling, like she was unaccepted.
"Shippo," Miroku started, also sensing Kagome's discomfort, "you don't have to be afraid of Kagome."
"I'm not afraid… that's just… so cool!" Shippo beamed and Kagome near fainted from shock. Inuyasha just stared at the kid's reaction. What was that?
"Can you disappear, go through walls and stuff? How'd you make me fly? Can you make other things fly? Could you-" Inuyasha silenced him with a whack on the head, regaining his senses after the initial surprise. Kagome just smiled warmly at the fox-demon, for she was sure that was what he was, judging by his ears, hair and tail. She also noticed his feet were like little paws. He's so adorable!
"I'll answer all of your questions, Shippo. Don't worry." Shippo smiled, even while holding his hands over his head from the blow received there. Kagome seated herself on the ground with Shippo and began answering his barrage of questions. Inuyasha, still heart-sore over his new discovery on his parent's death, couldn't help but feel a little better when he saw Kagome feeling a little better.
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Kagome watched with a small sense of dread as Sango, Miroku and Shippo left the house. She still managed to smile widely as Shippo waved fiercely to her, saying he would come back soon. Who would expect someone so young to be so accepting of her? That did not, however, make her feel any better about what she was about to do now. She looked at Inuyasha as he casually raised a hand in parting to his friends. What could she do now? She knew she could very easily disappear, but how long could she keep that up if she wanted to talk to the others again? Besides, she had always prided herself in being able to meet problems head on, not being a coward by running away from them.
Inuyasha turned around to find Kagome starring down at the ground, as if ready to hear his wrath. Cue now the awkward silence.
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"I'm not mad," Inuyasha said after awhile. Kagome looked up.
"You're not? But you have every reason to…" she said, turning away in shame almost.
"I don't have any reason to be mad at you," Inuyasha sighed as he sat down on the steps in front of his house. "If anything, I'm mad at Naraku, for what he did to both of us." Kagome sat next to him.
"I still feel guilty. I'm sorry Inuyasha, really."
"It wasn't your fault."
"Let me apologize for my father then, because I wish I could make this better even if I know I can't." Inuyasha looked up from where he had resumed examining the ground to see Kagome looking at him earnestly. He wondered vaguely why he had ever been mad at her. He smiled lopsidedly at her. Kagome smiled too, relief flooding through her.
"I'm sorry I reacted they way I did," he said after awhile.
"What do you mean?"
"You just finished telling me about your life that makes mine look like I won the lottery, and I wasn't there for you. Not exactly a good friend, huh?" Kagome shook her head.
"No, you were upset. I probably would be too if I had found out that the person I was talking to was related to my parent's killer. Hell, I would've reacted a lot worse," she said, trying to make him feel better.
"No," he said, his seriousness startling her, "you wouldn't." Kagome peered up at him again, because suddenly he seemed a bit closer, and had the odd feeling that if it were possible she would blush. Kagome looked at him, wondering what he was thinking. If I were still alive, I might fall for this guy… It wouldn't be hard exactly. He was an ass at times, confident, but he could be so kind under all that. His eyes betrayed him. Those golden pools were like gilded letters in a book, she could tell he was hurting. She could tell he was upset, even if it wasn't at her. Yes, she could see a lot in there. Could her read her too? No, of course not. I don't have any eyes for him to read.
Inuyasha saw, nearly felt, when Kagome became disheartened again. Since when was he so attuned to her? Since when could he damn near feel everything she felt through her movements? I wonder if she's really an angel…. WAIT! No! Bad! She's fucking dead! Stop it! Inuyasha mentally berated himself. Kagome was looking at him oddly, eyes so open he thought he could tell her everything. But of course that was a lie. No, some things were way to embarrassing to tell out loud. Still…
"Inuyasha? What's wrong?" Kagome tilted her head as if to see him in a different light.
"Nothing."
"You sure?"
"Yeah," Inuyasha found it dangerous to look any longer at the girl beside him, and turned his attention to the fading sun.
Kagome watched him, the dull rays lighting up his features. How was it that his eyes were like the sun right now? The shadows the sun made only served to make Inuyasha seem that much more unreal. Ha. She had to laugh at that. If anyone was unreal it was her. She couldn't be lit up by the sun. The light passed right through her. Yes, it would be really easy to fall in love with him, then her thoughts stopped. She would always care about him and want him to be happy, he was her friend after all, but… what if she saw him fall in love?
Again Inuyasha sensed her pulling away. Why was she sad again?
"Kagome?" She looked up at him in surprise. "What's wrong?" Yes, what? Is it that I can't ever be in love? Or is it because…
"If you don't have to answer me, I don't have to answer you," Kagome replied. He faced her again.
"But my thoughts aren't making me upset," he smirked. Kagome frowned. Could it be because…?
"It doesn't really matter," she mumbled. She looked at him for a moment, though some rational thought screamed really loud not to. Her eyes widened in shock. …because I want to be in love with you?
Kagome straightened herself, starring right over Inuyasha. Her thoughts were whirling around making her dizzy. I want to be in love with him. Hell, screw that, I already am! She looked at him as if she had just realized he was there. Inuyasha just watched her in shock. Her movements, even her eyes were full of surprise, uncertainty, even a hint of fear. The way she was looking at him, as if seeing something in him, as if she had read his mind somehow about how he thought she could be an angel… why was she looking so afraid?
"Kagome, you're scaring me," She wasn't paying attention. How could he ever love her back? He must hate her on some level. Even if she wasn't dearly departed, her father had murdered his parents. How could he ever…
"Kagome," her blank stares were getting very annoying. "KAGOME! Damn it, WAKE UP!" She started and focused on him again. He was now standing in front of her, annoyance and a little bit of concern in his eyes. Wait, that can't be right…
"I-I'm sorry."
"What was that?" Inuyasha gestured wildly, leaning in at her.
"I can't even begin to explain," telling him would certainly do no good.
"Can you try?"
"No, not really," Not the answer he wanted. He groaned in frustration, turning away from her as she looked down in annoyance and in embarrassment because he had been concerned.
"Can't you trust me?" Trust him? She already had trusted him with the story of her life!
"Can you blame me if I don't?" she looked up defiantly at his back, ice laced in her words. He sighed in defeat.
"No." Why was this bothering him? What the hell did he care if something was wrong? And why the fuck was it eating him up if it felt like she couldn't trust him? He put a hand to his head to stop his thoughts. They were just annoying him too.
Kagome just shook her head wildly and slipped away into the earth.
"Kagome, wait-" she was gone. "Damnit!"
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Sango walked slightly behind Miroku and Shippo, watching Shippo chatter excitedly about Kagome and Miroku chuckle and agree with him. Sango wasn't really paying much attention to them however. She would be lying if she said that she hadn't thought about her parents in a long time. Her decimated family was the reason she had takenthe major she didand was working hard to get into a police academy. Naraku…
"Sango, would you like to walk with me?" Sango started out of her thoughts.
"What?"
"I asked if you would like to walk with me to Shippo's," he restated, smiling warmly. What is he up to? Sango thought suspiciously.
"All right…" she said carefully, throwing him a sideways glare. He just nodded and smiled again before joining Shippo slightly ahead of her. What is he planning? She continued to wonder. Both he and Inuyasha knew she was an orphan, and that her brother was missing. But other than that, nothing. So maybe Miroku's request had nothing to do with Naraku at all?
Sango watched Miroku greet Shippo's guardians and walk back up to her with that same smile.
"Sango," he said after they had walked a little bit away from the house, "what's been troubling you?" Sango stopped walking, starring at him. How did he know? Miroku turned around, his smile gone. "Sango, please, something has been wrong since you went over to Inuyasha's. Since he told you about his past and Kagome's. There's something else too, isn't there?" How do you answer to that? How do you just tell someone your biggest trouble? Suddenly, Sango didn't see Miroku anymore. She saw her murdered parents. She saw herself pulling Kohaku away with her from the burning house. She saw evil red eyes and her brother…
"…my- bro-ther…" somehow she was now sobbing wildly in Miroku's arms. She didn't see anymore, she just cried. So long she had tried to bee strong, so hard she had tried to stay positive. She hadn't wanted her personal problems to get in the way of her life. She wanted to have faith and hope that everything would be okay, that someday she wouldn't have to move from house to house under protective custody. So long it had been since she cried.
"Sango, you can't always be strong," Sango looked up at Miroku who was smiling at her again, so kindly and without any suggestive themes for once. "You have kept this to yourself so long, please, allow your friends to help share the load." Sango nodded and continued to cry. They sat there like that for awhile, Sango finally feeling comfort.
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Kiwi: Yes, it is short. But that is a really good place to leave off. More pasts to be revealed! Desires to be answered! You are going to hate how I end all of this! Oh, and I couldn't resist a little San&Mir in there too. To make up for the lack of Inu&Kag. Don't worry, it shall arrive!
Oh, and here's just a blah I felt like saying: I FINISHED THE RUROUNI KENSHIN SERIES! It was really good. Just had to shout my joy to the world. Laterz.