Title: Hues of Violet and Blue
By: HalcyonMoments11
Summary: In which Kagome ponders moments of revelation.
Rated: T (to be safe.)
Pairing: Miroku/Kagome
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of the lyrics/songs used in this story.
"Talking."
'Thoughts'
Flashbacks/Dreams/Lyrics.
Please don't stand so close to me; I'm having trouble breathing.
I'm afraid of what you'll see, right now.
5: Distance – Cannon Universe
Kagome isn't entirely sure when it happened or even how, but in this moment where she stands with his arms around her, pulled close to his chest, and his violet orbs staring down at her worriedly she knows that she is in love with this man. And the prospect of that even being possible is frightening and takes her breath away. Because until now she has had no doubts that she is in love with their hanyou friend, and this houshi taken by her best friend, the taijiya.
In her panic she pushes herself away from him suddenly. Which only results in Miroku pulling her back into his arms to once again prevent her from falling off of the precarious ledge they had been traveling to reunite with their comrades, having been separated a few hours before during another battle with Naraku.
She flushes when she looks up at him this time, clutching the fabric of his purple robes in her fists and her heart hammering in her ears. He chuckles when he notices her rosy cheeks and asks if she's okay. She nods slowly in response, still taken aback by the realization that has almost literally knocked her off her feet and he lets her go with a smile.
"I'm sure we'll find them soon Kagome-sama," he says reassuringly. "You may hang on to me until then if you'd like."
And because his voice is so soft and his eyes so warm, she takes the hand extended in her direction without question. When he intertwines his fingers with her own her stomach flips, and something deep within her knows that he would never let her fall, and so despite the hammering in her ears, she lets him lead her on towards the rest of their group.
I give you everything I am, all my broken heartbeats, until I know you'll understand.
When Kagome thinks about it she knows that some how this feeling has been etched in every inch of her being since she met this man.
It was there in every move he made to protect her, since the very first tumble they took when she had jumped in the path of his kazaana, and then again every time he caught her or took a blow for her afterward. It was there every time he would cradle her in his arms late at night when Inuyasha would run off in pursuit of Kikyo, whispering calming, reassuring words in her ears. It was there in every teasing touch or word, in every smirk, or mischievous glint of his eyes. It was there in every kind and wise word he had ever offered her. And it was there in every butterfly inducing, gentle touch or smile.
She wonders how she has never noticed it before. And she wonders why she had to notice it now. Now, when he is so obviously in love with her best friend. Now, when she has done so much to push her best friend to love him back for so long. Now, when she was just starting to believe that she and Inuyasha might have a chance someday.
She hates herself for wondering how he may feel. She hates herself for wondering is he can tell. She hates herself for hoping that there could be even the slightest chance, because this isn't how it's supposed to be. But she can't help it, any of it.
And the part that saddens her the most is that the only person that she is sure wouldn't criticize her for this and would understand this is him, and he's the very person that she can never tell.
And I keep waiting for you to take me.
You keep waiting to save what we have.
Sometimes there are moments when Kagome wonders whether or not Miroku feels the same. Now is one of them.
Pinned between him and a tree, with both of his arms on either side of her to keep her there, and mere inches separating their bodies she stares up at him with wide brown eyes and her breath hitched in her chest. He looks anywhere but at her for a moment, the wood they had both been collecting scattered across the ground and forgotten, and finally meets her gaze. His cheeks are flushed slightly and his gaze narrowed, serious. He is angry. Angry that she would suggest that she isn't worth much in their small group. Angry that she believes that to be the truth. Angry at the hanyou that has put these thoughts in her head, because every single one of them couldn't be farther from the truth in his opinion and he doesn't know how to make her see that, to make her understand how much she means to all of them… to him.
Her cheeks flush because she is surprised, embarrassed, nervous, flustered and she marvels at the fact that he can make her feel all of these things at once. Her heart hammers in her ears and she wonders if he can hear.
"Don't you ever say that Kagome. Don't you ever belittle yourself like that. You are the very thing that has brought all of us together and you are the glue that keeps us together still. I wish you could see your worth Kagome, because you truly mean so much to all of us, to me."
He has never said her name with such familiarity before, has never said it with such passion, and the heat and truth in his words shocks her.
"M-Miroku?"
He brushes her bangs out of her eyes with gentle fingertips, skin barely brushing skin and searches her face for something. And she wishes she knew what he's looking for. She wishes he would tell her, would ask the questions that shine so obviously in his eyes.
His fingers trace her out line of her face slowly, and in that moment she wishes that he would close the distance between them, that she could feel his lips against her own, that he would pull her close and never let her go.
He meets her gaze again and her breath shakes. "You're everything, Kagome," he whispers.
And before she can asks what he means he pulls away from her with a smile and suggests that they recollect their wood and make their way towards camp once more before Inuyasha comes looking for them.
So I'll make sure to keep my distance.
Say I love you, when you're not listening.
And how long can we keep this up, up, up?
After the final battle there is a moment when the dust is slowly setting and everything around them is silent. The smoke clears to reveal an empty crater where Naraku once was and Kagome slowly collects the last fragment of the Shikon no Tama, purifying it with a touch, and places it in the small jar around her neck with the rest of the jewel fragments.
When she looks up from her task Miroku is standing before her, his hand extended to her, the very hand that once housed the kazaana and threatened to take his life, empty of his curse, and smiles. Her eyes brighten with the wide smile that curls the corners of her lips as she take his hand and he pulls her towards him.
She is taken aback when he pulls her into his arms and tips her chin up with his index finger to have her look at him. "Thank you," is all he says to her before he closes the distance between them and covers her lips with his own in a searing kiss.
When he pulls away she flushes a deep red, and stutters his name in confusion and he laughs, loud and happily before kissing her once more.
"Miroku! W-what about Inuyasha? A-and Sango-chan? You're in love with her, you c-can't-"
He smiles. "Inuyasha approves, although he warns that if I were ever to hurt you he'd kill me, but that's to be expected. And Sango-san knows as well, she couldn't be happier."
"B-but you and her… what about-"
"I love you, Kagome."
Her heart stutters and she can't breathe. All she can think is that those four words are probably the most beautiful she's ever heard. And it's all she can do to keep herself from jumping on him here and now.
"I love you too," she whispers and stands on her tippy-toes to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him with every intention of never letting go.
Make sure to keep my distance.
Say I love you, when you're not listening.
How long 'till we call this love, love, love?
- Christina Perri (Distance)
Vocabulary: hanyou – half breed (half human, half demon), houshi – monk, taijiya – demon slayer, sama – lord/lady/master/a term of respect, kazaana – Miroku's black hole, Shikon no Tama – sacred jewel, chan – and endearing term between friends
Word Count: 1425
A/N: Well this was one of the longer ones. I hope you all enjoyed it! This is one of my favorite songs lately so I loved writing this one. Any suggestions? Songs or situations (cannon or AU)? Please review? –HM11