Chapter 13

Days flew by for all of us like a breeze. I guess when people say that time flies by, it flies by really fast. Time seemed to fly by for Inuyasha and the others, but for me, it seemed like it was still. Time seemed frozen to me. Everyone else was enjoying themselves...however...I was not. I still couldn't get what happened and what I saw a few days ago out of my head. I still felt wary and confused of the woman, named Kikyou. The expression on her face, seemed cold and merciless, when I saw the way she looked at Inuyasha. Inuyasha looked as if he loved her, when on the other hand, Kikyou couldn't stand looking at him. I just don't understand. How can he love someone, that only wants him dead? That's not how love goes in my book. I wanted to ask about the woman, but...

"Moka?" said a voice, along with a hand, gently shaking my shoulder. I looked over to see my friend, Kagome looking at me with a worried look. "Is something wrong? You looked spaced out, ever since."

I gave her a fake smile. "I'm okay. I've just had a lot on my mind, lately. That's all." I told her.

"Are you sure? You're not coming down with something, are you?" she said, examining my forehead, while she examined her own.

"Oh, I'm fine. I'm not sick, or anything, if that's what you're thinking. You know me, never better.' I giggled, trying to play it off, as if nothing was going on with me. I could only hope, that none of them noticed how strange I was acting. The only possible thing I could do was act like everything's okay and not let the "incident" get to me. "I'm going for a walk." I said, standing up from my spot.

"Are you sure? Do you need both me and Sango to come with you?" Kagome asked. I could only let out a giggle. They'd always ask these kind of things, whenever I'm about to go off somewhere, alone. I couldn't blame them.

"No, I'll be fine. I just need sometime to think, that's all." With that said, I walked away, leaving no eye of a look to any of them. Right now, I didn't want to be near any of them. I just felt like being by myself.

I rested in a field of flowers, resting my arms as well as my head on my knees. I still couldn't get, what I saw a few days ago out of my mind. I just want to stop asking the same questions about Kikyou over and over, and forget this whole mess. But... I still couldn't erase the kiss I received, from my memory. A gasp suddenly escaped my body, when I felt something I never thought would exist. My heart...beating at a rapid speed. Why...is this happening? I knew that it wasn't from fear...but something else? But from what...exactly?

"What are you thinking about?" asked my inner-self as my rosary glowed brightly.

"Nothing in particular." I replied, fibbing to her as well as myself.

I heard her scoff. "Liar. You can't fool me. Something's bothering you isn't there?" I didn't even bother trying to answer her, or deny it either. I knew that I was caught in the act. "You're still thinking about what happened a few days ago, aren't you?" she questioned, her voice sounding upset.

I let out a sigh, giving in to defeat. "Can you blame for still thinking about it, though?" I asked her. What I saw that night, was pretty rare for my eyes. How can I not forget about it? "Did you she the way that she looked at Inuyasha? He looked as if he loved her, while she-"

"Stop it!" my inner-self growled, her voice sounding upset. "I'm tired of hearing you think and talk about the same thing over and over again. Why can't you see, that he's just like all the others?"

I looked down at the rosary, shocked at what I just heard. What exactly did she mean by that? "H-Huh? W-What...do you mean?"

"I thought you'd have all figured out, by now. You see, he doesn't talk to you anymore. He doesn't even pay attention to you, now that he's reunited with that woman." I felt my heart sink into my throat a bit. Is what she's saying is true? Inuyasha doesn't even pay attention to me anymore? No...that can't be true. He would never do that to his friends.

I walked through the forest back to where Inuyasha and the others were. I watch as all, except Inuyasha looked at me with relieved expressions. I couldn't help, but feel my insides twitch a bit, for he had his head turned, as if he were thinking about something. Is what the other half of me said was true. Is Inuyasha really not that crazy about me anymore?

"Moka! Thank goodness you're okay." said Kagome, snapping out of my thoughts. I looked to see Kagome unpacking her big yellow bag. "You're just in time for lunch." she announced, taking out the lunch, that me and Kagome made.

"O-Oh...okay." I stuttered, joining the others. As all of us ate, I watched Inuyasha eat like a pig, stuffing his face with the food we made. To my surprise, the others didn't look bothered by it. However, I did. I've never seen Inuyasha eat like this before. He must really like ramen, because he was choking it down, like it was water.

I could only smile as Shippo asked about a wiener, that was assumed as an octopus. He didn't know how adorable he looked, when he was curious.

"This rice ball is delicious." complimented Sango, making pipe up in joy and praise.

"That's because Kagome and Moka put such care into their cooking. We must force ourselves to eat every last morsel." Miroku added.

Kagome's twisted into a playful offensive expression. "Hey!" she exclaimed, making me let out a laugh.

"It's been a long time, since we had anything decent." Inuyasha said, stuffing food in his mouth. When Kagome, asked him about the omelet she made, he only replied. "Pipe down and let me eat."

The only think I could think of Inuyasha, is that he has no manners, when he eats. And when Inuyasha and Shippo's chopsticks reached a piece of meat at the same time, the two growled, glaring at each other. I looked on in disappointment, when Inuyasha hit Shippo on the head, making the poor kit cry.

"Now now. Don't be so cruel, he's just a little fellow, remember?" Miroku advised. This time, when both Shippo and Miroku grabbed onto a wiener, Miroku growled slightly, but it didn't seem directed at Shippo. Shippo looked at Miroku, his eyes watery and bug-eyed, looking like an innocent, little kid.

A few seconds later, Shippo happily threw the wiener in his mouth. "That worked out nicely for you, Shippo." smiled Kagome.

"This faceless octopus is great." Shippo said as Miroku let out a sigh.

I suddenly piped up with excitement, when I saw Inuyasha the curry dish, I made. I felt my hear speed up faster as I watched. 'Ooh, I hope he likes it. If he does...then...' I prayed inside my head. However, my hopes were deflated like a balloon, when Inuyasha spit it out of his mouth. I watched him scream as his tongue was stuck out of his mouth, as if the curry burned him. "What the hell is this stuff?! My tongue's on fire!"

I gave a nervous laugh. "Well...uh... It's curry. I made it." I answered, nervously playing with my finger tips.

"Well, it's horrible! What were you thinking making stuff like this?! What are you trying to do, kill me?!" he yelled, glaring at me. As he said those words, I felt my heart burn into tiny, little pieces of ashes. I can't believe he just said that... H-How...

"Inuyasha, don't be so tactless. Moka has worked very hard on this, I'm sure." Miroku scolded, giving the hanyou a stern look, but staying downwind of the concoction nonetheless.

"What's wrong with you, Inuyasha?" Shippo asked, cutting in.

"What's wrong with me?! What's wrong with her?!" he yelled, pointing at me. "She's the one, that's suppose to responsible for trying to kill me in the first place. Who would wanna eat this stuff?!" he shouted, throwing the dish, I worked so hard on to the ground. I gasped in horror as I stared at the spilled curry on the ground, in pure shocked and speechless.

I stared down at my hands, my bangs shadowing my eyes. "It's okay. You don't have to eat it. I thought you'd like it, but it seems I was wrong." I smiled. My hands tightening up into fists on my skirt. A few droplets of liquid fell onto my hands. Tears were flowing out of my eyes. He hated it. He seriously hated it. I stood up, alerting the others, especially Inuyasha. "I'm sorry..." I whispered, before running off into the forest, not bothering to stop, when the others were calling my name.

As sure as I knew that I was further and further away from away from the group, I sat near a pond, sobbing my heart out. I felt hurt and ashamed of my actions, of trying to make Inuyasha at least happy. I felt so useless. What the heck was I thinking of even trying to do so? I'm such an idiot, for even trying in the first place. Everyone else liked it, but... Sometimes...I just wished I've never had a heart...because the bad part about having a heart...is having it broken, dealing with cruelty.

"You've cried enough, honey." said a woman's angelic voice. I looked around to find the voice of the person, but strangely she was nowhere to be found. Who said that? "I'm right here, in front of you." I looked in front of me and saw a beautiful blue glowing butterfly, flapping its wings in front of me. I stared in awe at the glowing creature. It practically...look like something out of a fairy tale. "Follow me, young one." said the butterfly, flapping away from me. I silently followed, without any questions asked, I wonder where the little one is taking me. We walked, what felt like hours, until I saw the butterfly come to a stop near a tree. I took a look at my surroundings in curiosity. Nothing but old, dead trees were surrounded around us. The trees looked half-dead, like it's never been cared for, or something. The tree branches were completely bare to the world. No leaves hung off the branches. "What is your name, little one?"

I felt my heart jump in my chest a bit, caught off guard. "Um...my name is Moka..." I stuttered out with courage. I didn't know why I felt so nervous around this small creature. She's only a butterfly, that brings joy to children and everyone around them.

"Moka..." she repeated, her beautiful voice echoing in the wilderness. "You're the one, we've all been looking for." I looked at her, slightly confused. "Your father would be so happy to see you, alive and well." The woman asked.

I was caught off guard, by what she said. Father? I actually have a father, who lives in this world? That's impossible! I can't possibly have a relative here in this world! "What did you say? What do you mean by father?"

"It's time, Moka. It's time that you meet your own flesh and blood." Before I can even ask about, I felt this overwhelming pressure of tiredness crash over me. And that's when I finally let darkness consume me.

I'm just going to stop there for now. I know some of you were waiting for the next chapter and I'm sorry. I just graduated and all, that didn't really have time to stop and write for some of you. I promise you, I will write a longer chapter on the next one, love you!