A/N: Hello Everyone! So this is the second chapter in AS DREAMS MAY COME. So I hope you enjoy and review please! That's important!

Forgot to add: I do not own Inuyasha! If I did it would be exactly as you see here.

AS DREAMS MAY COME

CHAPTER 2: THE GIRL WHO SAW THE SKY

"Inuyasha!" The silver hanyou turned around to see who called his name. It was Kagome, she had returned from her time after spending a week fitting into her new grade at her school. Inuyasha sniffed the air. Kagome smelled different, well not her in particular but more like her clothes. He arched his eyebrow. 'Strange….' he thought in silence as he stared harder at the girl coming towards him, 'She looks the same as always.'

Kagome stopped a few feet in front of Inuyasha , gripping her bicycle with one hand and the other steading the large and cumbersome yellow hued bag slung over her shoulder. Shippou had apparently came to greet her as he sat in the front basket smiling at his adoptive mother with glee, a lollipop in his hand. He was excited that she had returned.

"Oh so you've returned have you?" ,Inuyasha said in conclusion, still sniffing the air that surrounded her. Kagome took notice, "Kagome why do your clothes smell different than normal?"

"Oh that's because, It's the start of a new grade at my school. I am now in the 10th grade which means, new grade and a fresh new uniform!" she squealed from excitement towards the end of her sentence.

"Kagome what's a tenth grade?" Shippou asked in confusion, looking up for an answer.

"It's…let's see how should I explain this. Well it's like moving up a level in the kitsune exam. If you pass the previous grade, you move to the tenth and so on."

"Oh, that makes sense."

"Mhm! Anyway Inuyasha.." he looked up at the mention of his name, his ears twitching right on que. "I wanted to see if you were okay. You didn't pick me up as usual and you seemed trouble before I left. Shippou told me you were acting strange while I was away. What's the matter did you miss me too much?"

"Keh! Don't flatter yourself, as if I'd miss somebody like you!" Kagome glared as Shippou silently thought 'Says the boy who crosses the well to bring her back like a lovesick puppy.'

"Inuyasha….." her voice sounded devilish and a tab bit angry. Inuyasha could tell and tried to save himself…but as usual it was already too late.

"Wait Kagome…I-I didn't mean it like—"

"Osuwari!"

Almost on cue, the beaded necklace that surrounds the poor hanyou glowed violently as it sent him to the ground, breaking the rocks underneath him. The crater was the result…..

Kagome crossed her arms and flicked her head up in disgust and frustration. Something that Inuyasha was use to. Shippou continued to suck on his yellow and pink lollipop, casually looking down at the hayou. "Idiot…" was softly replied.

"To think that I was worried about you and you talk to me like that! Hmph!" She started to walk away just as Inuyasha was coming to. He scowled at the retreating figure.

"Stupid wench, I swear one of these days I'll get these damn beads off and then oooohhh the real fun begins. Heh heh." He smiled wickedly as he imagined the scenario of his beads coming off turning into a celebration then somehow ending with him owning the sacred jewel. Yes his imagination was an extensive one.

Suddenly the scent of the breeze that blew by him snapped him back to reality. It smelled different, like a mixture of cinnamon and something else but he couldn't place it. It smelled like change. Something was going to happen today and he knew it. Though it was strange, when the wind smells of change, he was normally indifferent. Being a half-demon, things change every day, but this change made him excited…

And yet…..

Sad…..

AS DREAMS MAY COME CHAPTER 2: THE GIRL THAT SAW THE SKY

"Kisara! Hurry up honey! You'll be late!" my mother called from the bottom of the stairs. I was in a hurry and I needed move even faster than I was at this moment. Today is the day I travel to Japan to attend to Tokyo U but due to some problems with the recurring dream I had last night, sleep was not an option.

"Alright, Alright! Wait! Where's my sketchbook?" I yelled as sprinted down the stairs only to make a U-turn and hurry up the stairs once more. I cannot live without my sketchbook. It is my memories that everyone besides myself is able to see.

"It's on the dining table sweetheart. Now come on shake a leg and book it!" my mother called from the dining room. I scurried down the stairs with the same urgency as before. I must make haste! The bus leaves in 10 minutes. Grabbing my sketchbook, I flew to the door, but mom had stopped me.

"Kisara, my love! Please wait!" I spun around, my messenger bag whipping around me like a lasso.

"What is it mama?"

"I wanted to tell you goodbye dear…" She held me close in a tight hug, her voice breaking into short sobs.

"Mama, are you crying?" She pulled away connecting her cerulean eyes with my jade ones. Her tears streaking down her face, as she sobbed.

"Yes honey bun. I am but for a good cause baby, after all you won't be in Cali for a while now. So your mama has a few waterworks. Your papa would be proud if he were her."

"I know he would mama. Don't worry I'll be back before you know it and we'll head to the beach like we use to." I started to step through the door, grabbing her hands into mine. "Okay?"

"Okay", she smiled and hugged me again before suddenly pulling away, "Oh I forgot your farewell present!" She went to the coffee table, bringing back a medium black container with the words prisma colors written elegantly on it. I gasped at the sight.

"Mama! These are sooo expensive…."

"I know but you've worked hard and now you deserve them." She placed the container in my hands that clasped around it as if guarding a precious treasure. I love them, they are my favorite color pencils to use, but they cost so much money, money that I didn't have. Mama looked at her watch then spun me around and out the door. "Now hurry hun! The bus waits for no one! Now go!"

"Yes Mama! Thank you and Goodbye!" I yelled as I ran down the road with my suitcase in tow.

AS DREAMS MAY COME CHAPTER 2: THE GIRL THAT SAW THE SKY

Inuysaha paced hastily in front of Kaede's hut. He was excited but for what? What caused him to feel this way and why couldn't he settle down? It was just another change in the world, something that he's quite use to. Then what is happening to him? He was so busy in thoughts that he didn't notice a very curious pair standing to the side, eyeing him curiously as his face changed from a serious one to a happy one to a sad one and then repeat. They had to admit iswas entertaining and definitely odd to say the least.

Sango continued to eye Inuyasha, her eyes darting back and forth, keeping time with Inuyasha as he moved. She was baffled.

"Miroku, what do you think is wrong with him? He's been doing that for 2 hours now." The monk standing next her shared his companion's concern as they watched Inuyasha continue this cycle throughout the 2 hours.

"I'm not sure, but it was entertaining…..about an hour ago. He has been acting strange for the past few weeks. I wonder if he's sick…."

"He's not sick, he never gets sick. Not as long as I've know him!"

"Sango is right Miroku, Inuyasha has never caught a cold or anything before. You know as the saying goes 'Fools never catch colds'."

Sango and Miroku turned to greet their friend from the future. A scowl was displayed upon her lips as she too watched the hanyou display interesting behaviors. "Although I've never seen him like this before…."

"Aye, maybe something has happened to him? Nevertheless, something is amiss…." Kagome turned to find that the old priestess of the village, Kaede had appeared behind her accompanied with Shippou and the twin tailed cat Kirara at her side. Her hands carefully placed behind her back as she studied Inuysha with the one good eye she had, the other being covered with a black eye patch.

"Oh, hello Kaede-sama." Kagome called behind her, her frown quickly picking up in a delighted smile. "Yes, I agree…something is amiss." She watched Inuyasha's face beam with extreme happiness before turning back to the others. "I don't why he's so damn happy."

"Well did you do something to him when you came back Kagome, huh?" Miroku asked with a sly smile on his face, his fore-finger and thumb placed gently on his chin. Shippou stepped before Sango raised her hand to smack the back of his head.

"Nah, nothing that would make him happy anyway….She 'osuwari' him before she came to the village."

Sango, Miroku, and Kaede started at Kagome whose frown returned instantly. "What did he do?" They all asked unison only receiving a 'Hmph' from the now crossed arms Kagome.

"Jerk…" she mumbled under her breath, giving notice to the other three to leave it alone and continue watching Inuyasha.

Inuyasha on the other hand had other things on his mind. His body felt that something was coming. But what? It was driving him crazy! His face shifted into many expressions, some he's never even made before. He could feel a smile creeping on his lips then curl into a frown. He was happy about what was coming but was filled with grief soon after. He looked into the deep blue sky above.

Whatever was coming, he hoped it would come soon…

AS DREAMS MAY COME CHAPTER 2: THE GIRL THAT SAW THE SKY

It had been hours since I left home and made my way to Japan. I told my mom that I would call her as soon as I landed. I could sense the urgency in her voice when I spoke to her at the airport. Ah well, she's a mother. What can I say?

"So blue…" I whispered as my eyes ventured out side window. I have to admit, I wasn't too fond of flying. It made me nervous. Not that I'm afraid of heights in particular, I'm just afraid of falling….period. However, now that I was already in the air with no way of turning back unless I jumped out of the plane and swam (Ah ha ha no way!), I relaxed a bit, putting my headphones on and turning my MP3 on helped a lot. 'Let Go' by Frou Frou is really relaxing while flying. I looked at my watch.

"1 hour to go." I muttered, my eyes still glued to the silver watch as if the time would change just by me staring at it. "Well the sooner I get there the better, I may be relaxed now but at some point I will freak out a little bit. Feeling the anxiety I started to drift a bit. I did want to draw a little but there was only ocean, interesting but not interesting enough. Plus I was tired from lack of sleep so why not.

'The scene of trees around a river and a moss covered log. It's the same dream that has looped in my mind for the past week except…something is different. Instead of it being green and filled with flowers, it was pure white and the river frozen to crystal. The man and myself weren't sitting on the log anymore….instead we were standing by the river, looking into the forest that went on for miles.

The snow poured down as the temperature fell below 0. I wore no jacket I noticed as the cold settled into my arms. I was going to freeze to death…..

A read kimono is placed upon my shoulders…..

I turned to see the man missing a piece of clothing. He had saved me from the cold and I was grateful but cautious. I tried to find his eyes to see into his heart but again his eyes were blurred once again even though the sun had not broken through the faded skies.

"Kisa…."

I looked up to call of my name. How does he know my name? I looked into my mind to find the reason why this man was no threat to me even though he was to kill me. In my heart he knew he was to kill me but it did not matter in the least bit to me even though it really should have.

An object was gently pushed into my direction as my eyes tried to search for his to understand his reasons for this.

A sword...double bladed with carvings of battling dragons in dark emerald on the hilt eventuated with gold trimmings. A tightly wrapped black bad around the handle and last but not least a reddish jewel embedded in it. To my surprise it was an alexandrite. How he had also managed to acquire one left me in mystery…

I took the sword from his hands, feeling it gently in mine. It was beautiful.

"I give you this sword to protect yourself when I cannot protect you…." He has said something else after that but the words had grown silent and I heard him no longer.

The scene plays out with me eventually grabbing the cross I wore around my neck, pulling it over my head and handing it to him. It also bore an alexandrite but it was turquoise. He held it into his own hands.

"This necklace has been in my family for generations with powers to protect the wearer fused inside….."Wait where was this coming from? He placed it around his neck alongside his beaded necklace, "I give you this pendent to protect you when I cannot."

"Thank you. I—"

He was cut off as the scene went black and in its place a giant mirror had appeared circling in front of me. Inside it portrayed a blue sky. I stared wanting to touch it but fought back the urge. An ominous voice cooed:

"The mirror is calling….The mirror is calling…..Find the mirror to your fate…Save them!"

"Save who?" I called into the darkness but I wasn't answered. Instead the mirror changed its reflection to show the man in my dreams, his eyes stilled blurred by the glare of the glass However, I can see his ears which were that of a puppy. What the? The voice continued its chant."

"Like a mirror….a life has two sides sharing the same fate….."

"Share the same fate?" I was confused. Maybe I was lucid dreaming except I never wanted to dream this. I tried to touch the mirror but as soon as I tried the mirror cracked from my touch. I yelped as I jumped back, staring into the mirror for answers. I knew I wouldn't get any until the voice continued.

"She who sees the heart of another….. He who can protect the heart of another…They who see the dreams of their fate as ofothers. ….."

"Wait, he can see them too?"

"Those dreamers are the only ones who can save them…but it will come at a great sacrifice…"

The image of the end of my dream returned to me. The great sacrifice would be…..my life. There was no mistaking it now…..those dreams were premonitions of what's to come….It was my destiny to die for a cause I have nothing to with in the first place. It can't be true. I refuse to die like that….

"Why must I die for a cause that has nothing to do with me! Why! I have my own plans for my life! Who are you to decide my fate for me!"

"Fate is not definite…Your actions will determine that…..However, your world and his will soon connect….If you do not the consequences will be devastating. "

"What? What consequences?"

"Look in front of you…." My eyes turned back to the large cracked mirror but now…the figure behind the crack was lifeless. His life spirit was gone. Why?

"If you do not go…his life will be forfeited due to your carelessness. Fate can be changed…but some things cannot be undone."

Tears started to fall onto the dark ground only to disappear into nothingness. I don't even know this person but I don't want him to die. I cannot forfeit a life for my own. It is not within my character. I continued to cry, my hands turning into fists as I slid to the ground. Why is this happening?

"The mirror waits for you…..find the gateway….find your destiny…"

My cries begin to fade out as does the rest of the scene.

I felt someone pulling on me but I was too distraught to take notice. I wanted to crawl under a rock. I don't even think drawing will help me now. The pulling continued and it was quite bothersome. Struggling, I looked up to see the flight attendant staring at me with concern.

"Miss are you ok? It's time to get off the plane, we've landed…."

I looked around. Everyone had left except for me. I felt something wet on my face and proceeded to wipe it off with the back of my hand. Tears….I had been crying while I slept.

"Miss?" I looked back up at the attendant who was waiting for a response.

"Oh yes! I'm alright. I'll leave now…" I jumped up from the seat and ran into the baggage claim. My luggage was taking its time but while I did I thought. Was that dream real? Was everything that voice said true?

It couldn't have been, I mean even the man in the mirror couldn't have been real. He had puppy hears on his head. I scowled a bit as I tried to remember everything. Either way, I can't take a chance on one's life being forfeited because of my stubbornness. My luggage started to come around the corner and I picked it up with stride, continuing to walk out of the airport.

So it's settled, I must find this mirror and walk towards my fate!

A/N: So what do you think? Any ideas? Please let me know!

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