Chapter 17

I sat on Kagome's bed, waiting for Kagome to get back from the kitchen. The moment, we got back to Kaede's village, everyone was saying how worried I was, that I might've been hurt, or worse... dead. I couldn't help, but feel a bit grateful of them being worried about me, but... Inuyasha hasn't said a word, or even a glance to me, when we got back. He didn't even bother looking at me. He just walked past me, not even saying a word to me, nor sparing me a glance. Despite all of that, I still felt hurt, that he said those words to me.

~Flashback~

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.

"Looks like we're not done, yet." Inuyasha said, steadying his sword. I held my hand out in front of him. "What are you doing, Moka? Why are you stopping me?"

I looked back at him, with a serious filled-look. "Let me handle this." I advised.

"What are you, nuts?! You can't fight back!" he yelled. I looked down, feeling a hurt that he said that. He was right. I can't fight back. I couldn't fight back...not in this form at least.

"Pull on my rosary." I commanded, gesturing towards the cross, around my neck.

"What?!" he yelled, as if he didn't know why.

"Just do it!" I yelled. Without another word, he pulled off the rosary as hard as he could. As the pink light surrounded me, my whole world went into darkness.

~Present~

I let out a sigh as I thought back on those events. After coming back to Kaede's, Kagome suggested that I'd come home with her, just to get away for a while, at least. I slightly looked up, when I saw Kagome come in with two cups in hand. "Here you go." she offered, handing me one cup, while she held onto the other.

I smiled, appreciating the offer. "Thank you." I smiled, taking the cup into my hands. I looked down at the cup, filled with green tea. My reflection was staring back at me and not a better-looking one at that. I still felt that same old feeling. Vulnerable.

"So how are you holding up?" she asked, sitting at her desk, facing me.

I could only give a light-hearted laugh. "I'm okay, I guess." To be completely honest, I wasn't holding up good as I thought I was. I was still upset about Inuyasha's actions towards me, furthermore. They're just so painful, that I just can't get them out of my head. They just keep replaying themselves, over and over again. Why can't I just forget about what he said to me? Why?

I sat in between Kagome and her mother at the table, eating the food on my plate in silence. Everyone seemed happy, but... I just felt depressed. I felt lost and lonely within myself, that I didn't even notice Kagome's mother shaking my shoulder. "Moka, are you all right, dear?"

"Yeah. I'm okay, I'm just thinking about some stuff. That's all." I let out a sigh. I'm tired of making up all these excuses, I'm giving to people? Why can't I just be open with the people, I feel comfortable with? I sat down my chopsticks, standing up from the table. "May I be excused?" With nothing else said, I walked upstairs towards Kagome's room.

I utterly felt like a weakling. Pathetic is something more like it. That's what other people always told me. They were right...Inuyasha was right. I was weak...I couldn't fight back. I couldn't do anything to defend myself and that's why Inuyasha hates me so much. I know that I shouldn't hate him, for his actions that day. He was only being honest, that's all. Why can't I be normal, like all the other people?

Why can't I just be like my friends?

The Feudal Era...

I stared at the clouds in the clear, blue skies, sitting in the field as usual. Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, Miroku, and even Shippo were probably at the hot springs, somewhere. They were probably having the time of their lives, without me around. At least, they won't have to hear me sound depressed and all. Who could blame them? I was actually a pretty boring person to be around. And like some people say, no one wants to hang out with a person, who has no interest in having fun at all. I was that person. The person, who didn't seem to want to have fun with the other people.

I took in the sweet air of flowers, blooming around me. I immediately felt at peace, when the current brushed passed me, making my hair blow side-ways. I felt like doing things. A lot of things, without anyone judging me for it. I felt like dancing, singing, and running around freely without a care in the world. That's just how I felt. I always felt like I was the odd one out of Inuyasha and his friends, but... that's just how I am. I was a very weird person and I don't think I find it wrong. It's always okay to be different from other people, whether or not they're human. Everywhere I go, I'm always depressed...and sometimes even happy. But those are the many things that I am. And for some reason, I feel like shouting and telling the world who I really am, and even how I feel.

I slipped off my shoes and socks, letting my bare touch the ground. I felt the soft breeze brush against my toes as well as the soft petals. I stood up, staring towards the skies. I opened my mouth to let out, what I wanted to say.

I'm an angel, I'm a devil

I am sometimes in between

I'm as bad it can get

And good as it can be

Sometimes I'm a million colors

Sometimes I'm black and white

I am all extremes

Try figure me out you never can

There's so many things I am

I am special

I am beautiful

I am wonderful

And powerful

Unstoppable

Sometimes I'm miserable

Sometimes I'm pitiful

But that's so typical of all the things I am

Inuyasha's P.O.V

My ears twitched. I looked up at the sky and tilted my head slightly.

"You hear that too, don't you?" Kagome asked as she looked around.

"It sounds like a girl…" Shippo commented.

"It's so beautiful… Where could it be coming from?" Sango wondered.

"It seems like it's coming from the field." Miroku pointed out.

"Yeah, you're right. But strangely no one is ever out there, hardly." Sango added.

The field. I snapped up in realization. If that's where the voice is coming from, then that must be Moka out there in the field. Come to think of it, I never see her around the village much. I remember once going out there and finding her, sitting alone, while staring up at the thick clouds.

"Do you suppose we follow it, just to see who is the owner of the voice?"

"Yeah. Let's go." With nothing else said, I followed the sweet, flowing voice my ears were picking up. I knew we were almost there, as the voice was becoming louder and louder to my ears.

I'm someone filled with self-belief

And haunted by self-doubt

I listened to the words carefully. The voice was filled with tingling bells.

Finally finding, where I was sure the voice was coming from, I stopped in my tracks. To my surprise, I saw the very person I thought it was; Moka. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. She was singing. Her long, pink locks were swaying back in the wind, shining off her beautiful face. She looked calm, not caring if anyone might be watching her, from afar. Her voice was absolutely breath-taking. I was about to interrupt, when a hand landed itself on my shoulder. I looked over my shoulder, to see Sagno, who was stopping me. She shook her head with a smile, telling me not to interrupt.

I've got all the answers

I've got nothing figured out

I like to be by myself

I hate to be alone

I'm up and I am down

But that's part of the thrill

Part of the plan

Part of all of the things I am

Her voice is so beautiful. Sweet and smooth, like silk. Like a bird singing in the sunrise of a beautiful girl.

I am special

I am beautiful

I am wonderful

And powerful

Unstoppable

Sometimes I'm miserable

Sometimes I'm pitiful

But that's so typical of all the things I am

I'm a million contradictions

Sometimes I make no sense

Sometimes I'm perfect

Sometimes I'm a mess

Sometimes I'm not sure who I am

I am special

I am beautiful

I am wonderful

And powerful

Unstoppable

Sometimes I'm miserable

Sometimes I'm pitiful

But that's so typical of all the things I am

I am special

I am beautiful

I am wonderful

And powerful

Unstoppable

Sometimes I'm miserable

Sometimes I'm pitiful

But that's so typical of all the things I am

Of all the things I am

Of all the things I am

Sometimes I'm miserable

Sometimes I'm pitiful

But that's so typical of all the things I am

Of all the things I am

Of all the things I am

I had no idea that Moka could sing so beautifully. I felt calmer somehow after hearing her song, like she was telling people what she is and how she felt. Despite all that, her face happy, yet kind of sad. She says there I many things about her. Many special things, she says.

Turning around, she immediately let out a gasp at the sight of seeing us. Her hands flew behind her back, her feet shifting back and forth, a blush gracing her cheeks. "Um...did you guys see everything?"

"Oh yes." smirked Kagome. "We saw the whole thing, Moka."

"Ah...I knew singing out here in the opening, was a terrible idea!" she cried, both of her hands placed on her head. "Oh...What am I going to do? I hope no one else saw, otherwise I'd have to hide my face for the rest of my life!" she whined. I could only chuckle, amused by her behavior. She didn't know how cute she looked, right now. I didn't see why she was getting so whiney about it. Her voice wasn't that bad, so I don't what the fuss is about.

3rd Person's P.O.V

But what they didn't, that Jaken was somewhere nearby in the forest, spying in on them. "This Moka girl, that's traveling along with Inuyasha and friends, is sure a lovely one. She would be a great bride for Lord Sesshomaru. The two most powerful beings that lived in this world as a couple." Jaken thought, giggling quietly, clearly happy with the thought of Sesshomaru and Moka as a couple.

To Be Continued...

I'm just going to stop there. I was going to rush things between Inuyasha and Moka, but I kind of realized, that Moka hasn't met a certain someone yet. And I'm thinking about letting Moka and Kikyou meet, before I can finally, actually rush things between Inuyasha and Moka.