Threads of Destiny
Devotion
Rain does not own Inuyasha and characters. They belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
Set late in the series.
There she was in all of her beauty. Midnight hair gleamed with natural radiance beneath the glorious sun that kissed her brow. A proud face peeked out from all that hair, and her eyes had a far away gaze, as was usual. Higurashi stood out from her peers, seeming to be far more mature than many of the other girls in school.
They said that she was always sick, but he wasn't so sure. She never seemed sick when he got a chance to talk with her.
Sick girls could never stay so beautiful.
A nervous laugh and Higurashi disengaged herself a bit more from the girls who were supposedly her friends. What secret was she trying to hide? Was there any way that he could help? Was she going through some kind of an identity crisis, and that was why her personality seemed to slowly be changing?
Now was his chance.
"Higurashi!"
The mysterious Tennyo turned around, eyes wide in surprise. It was funny, but he could never decide what color they were. Were they brown or blue? Hazel maybe?
"H-houjo-kun!"
Ah, such music when she said his name!
"Here Higurashi. Your grandfather said that you were having problems with your diabetes again. These snack bars are supposed to help you regulate your blood sugar level, and they actually taste good too."
"Ano . . . Arigato, Houjo-kun."
No! The others were catching up again. Those three always harassed him about Higurashi. Yes, he had a huge crush on her, but that didn't mean that he wanted them to inquire as to how their last 'date' went. Poor Higurashi had an attack when they were at WacDonald's, and so she had gone home early. Those three, while they obviously had good intentions, were the absolute nosiest girls in the school . . . with the exception of the dreamy one who always seemed to be off on some cloud elsewhere.
"I'll see you later, Higurashi. Keep one with you at all times!"
In such a state, she didn't need all of the hassle. One of these days, he would get her by herself, and find out what was really wrong. He could tell that she wasn't interested in him romantically, and maybe she would never be. Houjo was not as dense as some people thought him to be. However, he would always be there for her, should she ever need him. That's what friends were for.
He didn't know why, but he felt bound to her somehow.
'Who are you really, Higurashi? Why do you always seem so sad, even when you act happy? How can I help you?'
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