For Inukag Week 2017 theme Stars. inspired by Ed Sheeran's "All of the stars" and Search The City's "Bigger scars make better stories"
It was just another night as he stared at the moon. Noticing a shooting star, he thought of her. He thought of the minutes, hours, days and years spent with her on the other side of that sky. Could the heavens have really stretched so far? From her to him and all that was left in between? He wondered then if she had seen them too? The twinkling white orbs that sprinkled over the inky black curtain of night. How many nights had he lain in this exact spot under the Goshinboku and recalled the shapes that she had pointed out to him? How many hours had he spent showered in the light of the moon as he stood by the river and recounted her tales of mystical princesses and lovers torn apart by the sky itself?
He closed his eyes, hair tickling his nose as the wind blew an all too familiar scent across his brain. Releasing the breath, he looked to his right. There she sat, their 6 year old son laying his his head in her lap as she ran her fingers through his silver hair and traced the shell of his human ear. He then turned his attention to the lanky being between them, laying with his arms folded behind his head and legs crossed, the now 21 year old kitsune cocked a brow in Inuyasha's direction as one of his four tails curled around Kagome to counteract the light breeze. Shippo was back in town for a bit of a vacation from the fox temple and had secretly been in desperate need of his adoptive mother's home cooking when he had shown up unannounced two days ago.
A movement on his own lap turned Inuyasha's attention downwards. There was his other child, now 11, curled into a tight ball, her mouth slightly open and her black hanyou ears twitching like tiny rabbit's feet. As he brushed her black bangs away from her sleeping face Kagome sighed. "You know.." she whispered, looking up to the stars as her hand kept up it's absent trail, "I used to come to this tree when I was separated from you guys. I would always come at night and look up at what stars i could see through the light pollution and wonder if you were looking at them too." Inuyasha's ears quirked. Had her powers morphed into mind reading? Shippo also perked, sitting up to lean on one elbow and look at his mother in confusion. "Light pollution?" he asked, completely unaware of this futuristic term. "When there is too much light on the ground that you can't see the stars in the sky." she answered, her eyes transfixed on some unknown point in the sea of flickering jewels. "I would always wonder if our horizons would meet and if the skies stretched all the way from me to you. I missed you guys every second of every day." Her voice had fallen to take on a reminiscent hollowness that sent a knowing shiver up Inuyasha's spine.
"Well," he added, sitting back again. "It seems that it did after all."
Smiling back at him, she stroked Shippo's forearm and gave a gentle squeeze. "I knew it."