Chapter Twenty-Seven

Accidentally In Love

Disclaimer: I can't really draw worth anything so I, obviously, don't own InuYasha

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Takara was so shocked that the only thing she could do was stare, not that Haku noticed as he yammered on about the duties of village master. Slowly, she pried her eyes away though the shock was still clearly evident.

Uncle Miroku? But … I never heard of Miroku ever having siblings! Actually … come to think of it … I've never heard anyone say anything about Miroku's family.

"Okaa-san? Are you alright?" Haku shifted so he had a clear view of her face. Takara looked at the boy in front of her and finally noticed that he really did look like Miroku if you knew what to look for. There were defiantly some strong differences along with all the similarities but the origin of his blood was definitely there.

"Yes, I'm fine. Run back to the castle, alright? I'll catch up in a bit." The boy slowly nodded and walked a few yards before looking back and taking off again. Takara listened to him go and once she couldn't hear him anymore, she finally stood, again bowing to the graves with respect.

Turning, she slowly wandered through the broken village, trying to organize her thoughts when something unfamiliar caught her attention. Stopping, she strained her eyes at a figure that was apparently kneeling beside a hut. Frowning, she leaped towards the figure, landing beside him.

"What are you doing?" The figure who turned out to be a cute blond male with blue eyes yelped and fell backwards though he quickly gathered up his things and took off. Takara blinked a little bit, honestly not expecting that reaction and took off after him.

"Hey! Wait! Come back!" Just as she got close enough to catch him, she tripped and unconsciously grabbed the back of his shirt and they began tumbling down a hill, holding on to each other.

With a soft thump, they landed at the bottom of the hill in the middle of a firefly social party on the soft grass, the blond on top of Takara, unconsciously holding her wrists beside her head. Sighing, he closed his eyes to regain his composure and catch his breath as he pushed himself to his hands and knees, only then realizing that he was on top of the most gorgeous girl he'd ever seen and was completely captivated by her golden eyes that seemed to melt into liquid pools of gold.

Takara's breath caught as his blue eyes held hers and a blush appeared on their cheeks. His eyes … they were the most wonderful shade of blue she had ever seen and they just seemed to stand out against the moon and the starry night sky. They stayed that way for what seemed like eternity before the sounds of the area around them filtered into their ears.

The blond blushed and rose, offering a hand to help her up, only to end up catching her as a result of a sprained ankle on her part from their fall. As he held her against his chest, her sweet scent wafted up to him. She smelled wonderful … like fresh coconut and cherry blossoms in full bloom and her hair was so soft and it caressed her face like a whisper of a sweet promise. He couldn't help it so he gently buried his nose into her raven tresses, closing his eyes to swim in her scent.

Takara was blushing madly and her heart was beating wildly and the scent of the world just after a spring shower was invading her senses. Slowly, she lifted her head, looking into his eyes again. There was something so familiar about him; it was like she knew him from somewhere but where? Something flashed in her mind and she pushed the thought out of her head but the sight of his gorgeous blond hair made rethink it.

Takara's Memory Start

A little girl with raven black hair and dog ears was running around, laughing with her twin as they chased butterflies together. She was so focused on the butterfly that she ran right into a little boy with blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes, sending him toppling over the basket of berries he was picking and promptly squishing almost all of them.

The girl groaned a little bit, feeling the sting of her knee and sat up, beginning to cry. Upon seeing the tumble, her twin had apparently ran back to the castle for help so he didn't see what the next event.

The blond boy looked over and gently put his hands on her shoulders with a smile.

"Hey, don't cry. Please don't cry. Here, I've got something for your knee." He pulled out a shell with a special salve in it and gently applied it to the affected area and leaned forward, softly blowing on it. Sitting back up, he smiled at her.

"There, that should take the sting out." The little girl looked at the little boy in front of her and slowly smiled, launching herself at him for a fierce hug, giggling a little when she heard his yelp of surprise.

When she sat back she noticed that he was covered in berry juice and bits of squished berry.

"Oh! Your clothes! They're all dirty!" The blond boy looked down at his shirt and frowned a little.

"So they are … oh well." He shrugged and then began laughing at the little girl in front of him. She, however, didn't find it so funny. Glaring at him, she put her hands on her hips.

"What's so funny? What are you laughing at?" The boy held up a hand, trying to calm himself.

"Sorry but you've got berry juice on your cheek and it just looks funny." The little girl looked at him and began laughing as well. Soon, once they were all laughed out, the little boy took a clean part of his shirt and leaned forward, gently rubbing her cheek to take off the berry juice.

Takara's Memory End

Takara's eyes widened a little as she looked at him. "Kyoto?" She whispered softly, watching his eyes widen in return. He recognized her as soon as he smelt her but he chalked it up to his mind playing tricks on him.

"Takara … "

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They stared at each other in confusion and fascination that they remembered each other after eleven years before Takara threw her arms around him, sending a stronger wave of her scent up to him and he slowly put his arms around her, still supporting her.

After a minute, he crouched down and put his back to her. "Climb on; I'll give you a lift back to the castle." Takara nodded and climbed onto his back, clutching his shoulders as he hoisted her up and easily jumped back up to the path.

Gently, she rested her head on his back as her mind whirled with unanswered questions. Especially about the last time that they saw each other. They had agreed to meet strangely in the exact spot they had landed from their tumble down the hill …

Flashback Start

Takara waited nervously by the water, watching the sunset. Kyoto said that he had something really important to tell her. She blushed and clutched the shell necklace he had made for her that summer. She really, really liked him and he was the first boy that she hung out with aside from her twin. Looking out across the river, she sighed a little bit. He was probably running late again.

"Takara!" She blinked and turned to see the object of her affection running along the water towards her. Standing up, he stopped just in front of her, bracing himself on his knees and heaving heavily.

"Sorry I'm late." He said once he finally caught his breath and smiled at her as he wiped his brow. Takara smiled back at him.

"Its okay, Kyoto, just don't be late next time, okay?" She leaned forward and waggled her finger at him, earning a laugh from the slightly older boy who put up his hands in a defensive gesture.

"Okay, okay! I'll be on time next time!" Kyoto stopped and looked at her. "You look really pretty today, Kara." He realized what he had just said and blushed madly, along with Takara.

"So … what did you want to meet me here for?" The two blushed and then Kyoto reached out and took her hand with a smile and a blush.

"I … want to show you something first … " She smiled and nodded.

"Okay." Leading her off, they came to an old weather-worn rock wall. Kyoto pushed the vines aside and pushed open the door, letting Takara go in first and closing the door behind him.

There were fireflies everywhere and there was a little moss covered bench that looked over the little pond with some flowers sprinkling the ground. Takara looked around in awe.

"Wow! Kyo it's so pretty … " Kyoto came up beside her and nodded a little bit then, gathering up his courage, he took her hand, causing her to cast her gorgeous golden eyes on him.

"Kyo … " He took a deep breath and took the plunge.

"I-I like you, Takara! A lot! And – and … I want you to be my bride!" Takara's eyes widened and her heart thumped in her chest. Slowly, she smiled a soft smile and then placed her head on his shoulder right in the middle of his rant.

"I like you, too, Kyo." The blond boy stopped and looked at her, watching as she lifted her head and looked at him.

"You … do?" She nodded with a soft smile.

"Uh-huh and I'll be your bride, Kyo. So, someday, when we become grown-ups, we can get married and everything." He smiled back at her and pulled her close, holding her against his chest.

"I know you have to go on a trip soon but I'll meet you by the river the day you come back." Takara nodded.

"Defiantly." With that last comment, Kyoto took her hand and they headed back to the castle, only stopping once they arrived at the castle. The sun was still setting and they stood in front of each other and smiled.

"As soon as I come back I'll meet you by the river when the sun starts setting." Kyoto smiled and nodded.

"It's a deal." After a moment of hesitation, he slowly lowered his face to hers and the two shared their first kiss just as the sun completely set.

On the day that she was suppose to come back, Kyoto sat by the river until it was completely dark, a bouquet of handpicked flowers laying on the ground beside him. Standing up, he looked at the flowers and picked them up, throwing them into the river. He was thankful that no one was around to see his pained tears. He never visited that spot again after that day.

Flashback End

Kagome and Sesshomaru stood on the balcony of their bedroom and watched the two walk onto the castle grounds. Kagome smiled a little, enjoying the moment and Sesshomaru just watched them warily. He couldn't hear what they were saying but he just shook his head and led his mate back into their room.

After letting Takara off his back, the two stood like they had stood those eleven years ago just before the day that would change her life forever. She had her hands clasped together and was looking at the ground. She looked up when he reached out and took one of her hands and kissed the top of it before bowing and taking off.

Just as she was going to go after him, a painful twinge in her ankle reminded her that it wasn't in her best interest. So she stood there for a few minutes, hand reaching out to something that wasn't there anymore.

Bringing her hand back, she looked at it, still feeling his soft lips pressed against it.

"Kyo … "

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A/N: Well, how did you like it? Not much humor but lost of angst and fluffiness!! –Grin- It's not fair that everyone else gets to fall in love but Takara!!

I would like to take this time to thank:

Zutara Lover

AtomicKittenOnTheLoose

mangadreams