Author's note: I am happy to repport that this installment was finished only a few days prior to the last update, only to be unfortunately posted several weeks afterward. Anyways, I hope to finish this story within a matter of weeks, so enjoy!

NOTICE: The Title of this story has now recently been changed to Everlasting: Inside my Heart, so please don't get it mixed up with some other story and forget to read any farther!

Chapter 6

A simplistic but inevitable wish lies within the desire of the dead, a longing to once again walk upon Earth's soil, living amongst those who are bound to time. However, this inclination shall never be realized, out volition shedding each hope like leaves.

Those who are residents of hell may seem envious of those who carve their futures with each passing day, though as to how deeply out feeling of resentfulness may endure, our reference for the living remains.

At some part of my being, I found myself unable to take the child spirit for my own bidding. Realizing at the moment of which I saw I would become one of great evil if I indeed was successful in pilfering the wandering soul to sustain my shell-like body, I would not be able to forgive myself.

As I remain to be one of the undead, I have seen numerous thing that many would have wanted to witness in their lives. Though at the end of all things, this gift means little to me, as the torment of sheltered immortality is a great weight upon the shoulders.

My character had also changed over the years in which I lie in a restful slumber, my partial care for humans maintained, or what could be considered remorse, if I am indeed able to have such a gift. But as many who knew me a half-century ago remembered me as one who always smiled, with brightness and warmth in my aura as I protected them from specters and cared for the sick, but now all that remains is but a frigid expression as the falling of white snow in a hard winter.

In the time of my rebirth, my return into this life was merely of one's greed. The demon Urasue had the intention of which to use my ability in seeking the scattered shards of the Shikon no Tama, my life purposely to be a remnant of her plan, but she was incredibly mistaken. I have reason to believe that I could indeed condemn her for what I have become; a monster of many in the world.

I wander the lands as a free soul, glading wherever the wind may take me. Many villages had I visited in attempt to to begin a new life, each one only giving disappointed in the end.

In one particular villaged I had almost succeeded, though that clever monk stood in my path to freedom. In the end it was fated that I was to be the one to end his life, quieting his voice from the world as he threatened to reveal my true identity to those I had befriended there. In the end I still managed to hurt the hearts of those I cared for, another judgement in which I had to return to the netherworld, my place in the world causing chaos if I stayed.

Afterwards I had met with Inuyasha once more since our reunion, but this time I had planned for him to join me into the flames of hell. I remember that it was the first time I had kissed him, after long years of loving him, and wanting to be with him till my last breath. But when seeing that my spell upon him could not withstand the spiritual powers of my reincarnation, I knew he was out of my reach.

The waves of the river colliding against the stoned face of the cliff echoed throughout the silent forest, as I remained submerged in the water.

Many times had I attempted in feeling the cool liquid against my skin, waving my hands back and forth against the current, until several moments afterwards I had lost hope completely. Too much hope may indeed be the opposite of despair, but does it also inquire to the undead?

"How is it that I have been given the honor with counsel with the Lord?" I asked, "You came for that reasoning did you not?"

I turned my head slightly, gazing at a figure dressed in pure, ivory silk regalia shadowed in silver armor and a downy boa resting upon his right shoulder. His gaze was of complete coldness, his eyes emanating a golding shine shine as they reflected against the genle beams of the moon.

This was the moment in which I finally had the opportunity of first realizing truly how mysterious the presence of Lord Sesshomaru was, my other encounter with him only brief and lasting for several moments.

"I have come upon a rare sight." He answered, "It is indeed absurd to find that the undead priestess does in fact share remorse for those passing to the other world."

Hiw words felt like poison, one that deepened the wounds of my sorrow. "If I am one to contradict my contemplation with actions, then I am not the only one haunted by hostility," I retorted back, the intensity of my boice growing louder as he provoked my anger.

I knew because of this that, possibly, I would anger him, "You speak of the lowly creatures in this world, that they should be eliminated because of their weakened abilities to your own. But instead you keep Rin by your side on your travels, protecting her when threats of danger are nearing." I began, "How do you find it to be acceptable to bring others down?"

After this moment, both the Lord and I endured an extensive period of silence, ceasing to move from our positons as we proceeded farther in the battle between gazes. I knew at this moment that beneath arrogance and power, Lord Sesshomaru was indeed very similar to Inuyasha, sharing a somewhat liking to humans, as they're father did once before.

Though as he would not reveal it to the world, other secrets in which many would have watned to know have remained an enigma, ceasing to be solved.

A faint rain began to fall from the now overcasted sky, thunder cracking as it separated the clouds overhead. The breeze seemed to blow incredibly strong, our clothing flapping in the current. At that moment, I felt relieved for the first time that I could not feel the wind against my body, for as the frigid chill of the winter breeze could have caused drastic measures against my being.

The rain pelted against both the Lord and I in a gentle touch, with every few passing seconds the loud bewilderment of powerful thunderbolts rang through our ears, a flash of immense light following afterward.

However, with how horrible the weather may have been, the Lord and I remained as to seem we were unaffected, out trail of sight remining untouched.

During this time I had felt something I had never experienced. His golden eyes were entrancing, a force refusing to allow me to turn away. It seemed that time stood still with every glance, a feeling I hadn't witnessed in over half a century.

Nonetheless, whether how different Lord Sesshomaru and I have been, I know how strange it may have seemed, but as time passed on, I was beginning to realize that we both share many similarities that many would not understand and overlook.

Wading through the water, I strolled forward towards the shore. "It is still unknown to me as to why I've been staying at your castle," I began, finally reaching the shore as I was now only five feet away from the Lord, "But if-"

I fell to my knees in that moment, my hand clutching my chest, as my other supported my body weight as I hunched over, staring at the river's shore. My breathing increased over time, seeming as if I was losing air with every inhalation.

The pain continued, as I remained oblivious as to what infact was the cause of this. I looked up slightly, the breeze intending to throw me in its gust. My eyes slowly faded to darkness, everything in view all but a blur.

I saw the figure of Lord Sesshomaru standing before me, watching as I knelt upon the ground writhing in pain. I was not completely sure whether or not it was true as my eyes could have been cheated by some spell.

In that instant I completely fell to the ground, the pain pelting against me as Iwas unable to move. It was almost as if my body had been controlled by someone else, my mind completely severed from my physical body.

I felt to the point that possibly it would be best if I indeed returned to the netherworld, as when there I would not be affected by unanswered wonders.

Slowly I becamse unaware of all senses. I could remember the sound of the gently waters of the river collding against the smoot stones, a calming rythmatic melody slightly ringing through the area. The rain and breeze continued, my body lying stillful in a bed of fresh cool rainwater.

I slowly turned my head at the moment when the pain slightly receeded, I found my soul catchered glding above me overhead, not noticing the state I was currently in. It was strange as I felt as if my voice could no longer reach them, as if I was invisable or nonexistant.

My eyes finally closed, everything now in shadows. Somehow it felt relieving, as if I had many days without rest upon my shoulders. I heard footstops nearing, as I took one breath, and fell into the unknown of mystery.

Author's note: Well in this chapter I hope that many people have indeed notice the foreshadowing hidden between the lines and descriptions, but anyways I hope you readers don't mind the changing of the title, since I thought that it would be easier for me if I started out with a singular word to describe my meanings of future works that are currently in progress. Anyways I'll try getting in the next chapter as soon as possible!