I don't own Inuyasha.
Morning set in on the small group of travelers and slowly the sun rose. The first waves of light cast on Kagome, waking up the 18 year old girl. She raised her arms in the air, stretched for a few seconds, let out a deep breath, and then walked over to the smoking fire wood.
Inuyasha woke with a start as he heard something walking around, but relaxed when he smelled candy and ramen. He knew that Kagome was awake, but the others were asleep; He always enjoyed this moment.
Every morning, the golden-eyed demon would watch the girl until one of his companions woke up. He would wonder what...no, who, she was thinking about.
Why had she never left their group for him? Why never leave to live with her family? Inuyasha sometimes wondered why he saw Kagome as a copy of Kikyou, but as he realized that it was to late for this, Sango woke up traditionally: By slapping Miroku awake.
So, the group ate, then traveled, then fought, and settled.
Kagome, looking around, and saw that everyone was asleep. Smiling to herself, she looked at Inuyasha and imagined his eyes were open, revealing those golden eyes that she adored. The golden eyes she imagined were not of Inuyasha though, but of his brother.
Sighing quietly, Kagome crept out of the campsite and wondered into the woods, like she did every night, until she came to the hill she had seen while riding on Kirara.
"Sesshoumaru..." The girl said with a sigh before screeching slightly. She slapped her hand over her mouth and slowly looked up to the crescent moon. "Why, Sesshoumaru?"
Sighing once again, Kagome looked around. No one was there, but she was so sure someone was watching her. Naraku, through Kanna's mirror? No, she would have the chills if that was happening.
The hanyou wished that he could embrace the girl he watched every night. He wished he could wipe his brother's name from her lips and mind, and that he could replace it with his. But, painfully, he couldn't. Everything he realized was realized to late. She had moved on, and he was stuck in the past. Sighing, he thought idly in his mind of a picture; Kagome on one side, Kikyou on the other, with a wide barrier between them, but wearing the same clothes. '...Two different people.' He realized, once again, to late.
Looking back up at the sky, the girl nearly squeaked as she saw the disappearing form of the man she had just spoken the name of. "Sessho..?" Lowering her eyes to the ground, she shook her head.
Blaming her lack of sleep, Kagome crept back into camp, not noticing that Inuyasha had been resting, not sleeping, and was now looking at her warily.
(So... how'd you like it? Is it to short, or to long? Not enough description? Not enough emotion? Well, tell me and I'll work harder on the next story.)
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