March 16, 2010 - 12:36 a.m.
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Author Note: I've been updating quite quickly I think, for this story at least. Ah, I'm thinking of try to be a girl and get my nails done tomorrow (well actually it's today) for like a real French manicure for Wednesday and our one year. I don't know yet though. Ah the troubles of decisions. Still need help on choosing a new story topic though!
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I'll Remember You
Chapter Thirteen
The truth always seems to find a way out, doesn't it? No matter how hard you try to cover it up and push it away, it always comes back to you in the end. I trusted Koga with knowing the truth but I was afraid of how I would handle it. I had avoided it so long, became so numb to the subject, but there was no saying of what my reaction would be like once I was speaking about it.
"My mother was some gorgeous woman who devoted her life towards traveling. She works for some high class business that pays her just to move around. My father was a big league baseball player but, since we looked nothing like each other, it was easy to say we weren't related and simply had the last name. Once my mom got pregnant she basically ran off from my father and claimed that she never wanted to see him again, he never knew she was having a baby.
"Naturally I was an accident so she didn't want me. My mother had too much of a perfect figure for a child to ruin it. She tried to get me aborted but when she finally got around to doing it the people claimed she had waited too long. She was too busy to ever stop, even for a second. Even when I was born she didn't have the time to stop and hold me, she didn't want to hold me. I was something she never wanted and I automatically was forced onto my grandfather at birth.
"She claimed that if Gramps would ever contact my father that she'd have nothing to do with him, ever again. So Gramps didn't want to tell him because he was too afraid of my mother never speaking with him again. She didn't though, even though he never spoke a word and tried to cover up what she had done. He tried to make her seem like a real mother so I would feel better and he would give his worthless daughter some respect. He had raised her damn good and couldn't figure out why she turned out like she did. He lived for years, and I bet he still does, on the hope that somebody she'll actually make him a part of her life again, even if it is only for a minute." I sighed.
I wasn't crying, I couldn't cry.
"Ayame... how do you know all this?" Koga whispered.
"Gramps kept a journal and he thought he had it hidden pretty well. Unfortunately I had an obsession with the strawberry blonde detective, Nancy Drew, and decided to be like her, always trying to solve mysteries and what not. I solved one hell of a mystery and it was a lot more than I had ever bargained for. Who knew snooping could lead to so much painful truth?" I sighed.
"I'm sorry Ayame."
"Don't be. If you feel sorry for anybody it should be my grandfather, and even my dad. It wasn't my father's fault he wasn't a part of my life and it wasn't my grandfather's fault either, he was only trying to keep his little girl in his life. He had given her too much love to let her slip away that easy but it happened, nonetheless, in the end anyway. I was thinking of getting a hold of my father once I'm in the states and visiting his major league team but I don't think it would be right to walk into his life now and claim that he's related to me, I'm sure he gets plenty of crazy fans that do that stuff." I shrugged.
"I think you should try anyway. There's no harm in trying something, now is there? A very smart person once asked me 'are you always going to live your life with the safety protecting you or are you actually going to enter the unknown? If you're always in a safe haven, then you're never going to really live'." He smirked.
"Hey isn't it like illegal or something to use a person's quote against that person? I mean, it's just horrible, I'm sure it's illegal or something!" I claimed.
"It isn't."
"Well it should be." I pouted.
From inside my bag my cell phone vibrated and I reached inside and pulled it out. Koga read over my shoulder at the message that my best friend, Kagome, had sent me: Hey Ayame, there's a bonfire on the beach! It's up near the amusement park, you should come! The rest of the gang is already up here! Stop having sex! Sorry, that last part was InuYasha. Anyway, see you there?
I texted back informing that Koga and I would be up at the bonfire as soon as we could be. Koga hesitated since the topic we had just been on was a seemingly sensitive one. I saw the reluctant look gleaming worriedly in his eyes. I giggled and grabbed his hand. "Koga the topic isn't so bad to me anymore, I don't blame anybody. My mother wasn't a good person but I don't hold anything against anybody. They all did what they thought was best, whether it was selfish or not."
"But Ayame, that's so..."
"So in my past." I finished for him.
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The fire shinned brightly and I stood with my friends listening as a couple of people strummed at their guitars and another had set up a drink stand and was blending frozen alcoholic drinks. I sipped through the funky straw in my coconut-appearing cup and enjoyed the night. I looked over at Koga while he watched carefully, the fire dancing shadows across his features.
While I was making small chat with Kagome I hadn't realized Koga slip away from our group towards the men with the guitars. Kagome nudged me just as the one handed over his Gibson acoustic guitar, with the black fading in towards the guitar around the edges of it. Koga was always the drummer of our band but known for being an exceptional guitarist as well.
I was shocked as he played a few notes to warm up. I found my way politely asking to be towards the front and the people allowed me. I got a front view look of Koga as those eyes locked onto me and a few familiar strings were played. He started out, his voice soft and melodic but had that sexy boyish tone to it. (A/N: Sorry to cut in but I just want you to know that I'm changing his voice from how it sounds on the anime).
Let me be your hero.
Would you dance, if I asked you to dance?
Would you run, and never look back?
Would you cry, if you saw me crying?
And would you save my soul, tonight?
Would you tremble, if I touched your lips?
Would you laugh? Oh please tell me this:
Now would you die, for the one you love?
Hold me in your arms, tonight.
I can be your hero baby,
I can kiss away the pain,
I will stand by you forever,
You can take my breath away.
Would you swear, that you'll always be mine?
Or would you lie? Would you run and hide?
Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind?
I don't care, you're here, tonight.
I can be your hero baby,
I can kiss away the pain,
I will stand by you forever,
You can take my breath away.
I can be your hero,
I can kiss away the pain,
And I will stand by you, forever,
You can take my breath away,
You can take my breath away,
An' I can be your hero.
I was at loss for words. Never once had somebody actually serenaded me. I blushed as he thanked the man who let him borrow his guitar and people began to clap and cheer for him and how good he had done. He made his way towards me and wrapped me in his arms, placing a kiss on me. I smiled up at him. "I didn't expect that from you."
"This summer is full of spontaneous surprises, isn't it?" he replied back before kissing me again. We made our way back to the group after our second kiss and the girls busted out about how sweet and romantic that had been, while the boys gave him a hard time for being such a 'hopeless romantic' all of a sudden and for doing something they couldn't beat.
"I never knew you had that great of a voice." InuYasha pointed out.
"Neither did I, it was surprising." Miroku agreed, admittedly.
This Monday had gone from being the worst morning at the beach to the best, and then continued to be the best night. I was really speechless and I felt like everything was moving quicker than I could possibly catch up. I was going to miss the beach, especially when I remember about days like these when I was having the greatest times of my young life.
I had grown up so fast; I didn't know where the time had gone. One day I was playing with Koga in the woods behind my grandfather's house and then the next morning I was a teenage rebel trying to destroy any chance of love with another girl he might create and, finally, a woman on her last vacation with old friends as a final salute to that life.
Was I ready to move on? Of course I was. I felt like a little kid in this moment though, needed to be protected form the world and to never move away. I wanted to stay here forever and let the music take away all the years of struggles and let the ocean waves crash and cleanse my soul. I wanted the warm breeze to brush off any worries and for all my morals to sink into the sand beneath my feet. I moved my body slightly with Koga and everybody else was doing the same.
How many of these people were enjoying the last few moments with their friends? How many were planning on making a getaway? How many of them were planning on never leaving? How many of them knew what they were doing in life? How many of them devoted their lives to love? How many of them were living for the parties, drugs, and sex? How many of them cared?
The night was young and so was I. The air was full of love and the song whispered love lullabies to us all. We lived for the night and pushed through the day. We enjoyed every second while it lasted because deep down inside, all of us new that the fun wouldn't last. Fun and youth only lasted for so long; sometimes even love only lasted so long.
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All of us had agreed to take a strict break from contacting our family members. I had done a good job so far but now my tough attitude towards it was fading. I couldn't help myself as I dialed up my grandfather's phone number. He didn't pick up so I called his cell phone. After my second try he finally answered. I heard the motor running at a too-fast pace and there were sirens of police cars behind him. I furrowed my eye brows together. "Gramps, what are you doing?"
"They'll never get me Ayame, never!" he claimed proudly.
"Gramps, is that the police?"
"Yes, there's a bunch of pigs following me and they're hot on my tail!"
"Pull over Gramps!"
"In your dreams, I'm outrunning these pussies!"
I waited a few minutes, as the sirens faded away and his motor finally stopped. "Gramps, what was that all about? Why were the police chasing you and, even more importantly, why were you running away from them all? You shouldn't run away from the police!"
"Its fine Ayame, I'm just glad they wouldn't be able to see the license plate. I and a few of my buddies went muddin' last night and my truck is covered, including the license plate. Now my only problem is going to be washing it off." He shrugged off and I rolled my eyes. Muddin' was a term youthful people used where they would take their trucks into pits of mud and spin the tires and slid around for the thrill. I was next to positive my grandfather was the only one passed 60 who still did it. "Enough about me though, how are you and your friends and the beach?"
"Everything's going good and the weather up here is beautiful. Oh and here's something that will make you smile or something like that. Koga finally asked me to be his girlfriend. We only have the remainder of the month but it's been going well so far. Not going to lie though, Gramps, I miss you." I said with a sigh as I dropped to the bed.
"I miss you too Ayame." He sighed back.
"How are things with you? Is everything okay?" I questioned, knowing my grandfather was usually surrounded by trouble. Without me to keep him straight I was sure he was up to know good, considering he had been running from the police again.
"Well I had a party last night and that old lady next door bitched because the music was too loud so, when she wasn't looking, I kicked her old fat cat! And you'll never guess what it did! That fat old thing licked me, probably trying to get some kind of taste off of me so I kicked it again! Then it just laid there licking it's paws! That old bitch, I wished I would have kicked her instead." He growled.
"Gramps, that old bitch you're referring to is thirty years younger than you." I rolled my eyes. Leave it to my grandfather to say something like that about somebody who was far off from the comment he referred to them by. He was a crazy old man, but I loved him nonetheless and he did have a heart of gold that he pushed in the back because he was too preoccupied with having fun.
"I don't believe so."
"I know so Gramps. Look, we're going to get some lunch now and everything so I wish you the best of luck with everything and, please, try to stay out of trouble. Alright well I'm starving so I'm going to go. I love you Gramps."
"I love you too Ayame, have fun and be careful."
"How is the old man?" Koga asked, coming out of the bathroom, dripping wet. We had just gotten back from the beach not long ago and I had taken my shower first, although I was still only wrapped in my towel. He looked so sexy though with his wet hair sticking to his glistening body.
"As crazy as ever." I giggled.
"As crazy as you?" he raised an eyebrow.
"Worse." I stuck my tongue out. I reached out and grabbed him by the towel to make him come over to the bed, with him walking so it wouldn't fall off. After all his efforts I still jerked my hand quickly and made the towel fall to the ground around his feet. His member was already beginning to grow. I put my face in front of it and gave the tip a light kiss before pulling away. "Now get ready baby."
"You're such a tease!" he groaned.
"I know, you love it." I winked as I dropped my towel to fully expose my body. I slipped on white and black plaid shorts and a plain white form fitting top. Koga, now in black gym shorts and a white form fitting muscle shirt, grabbed me and lifted me up. I giggled and wrapped my legs around his waist as he held me up by my butt and continued to kiss me. "Koga, Koga stop, we gotta meet the gang outside, and they're probably waiting for us already."
"Fine." He pouted and sat me back down. We walked out and I was right, the whole gang was outside waiting for us. I smiled at Koga and locked my fingers with his. Never in my life had I been as happy as I was right now. This would all be gone is such a short time so I would have to make it last for now. All of us, all of a sudden, took off towards the bus stop, since the bus was just now pulling up. I'm sure it was a funny sight, six young people making a mad dash for a bus and pushing each other, poor Miroku having even gotten shoved on the ground and stepped on.
"Miroku hurry up, we don't have all day to wait around for you while you decide to lie on the ground!" Sango called out from the steps of the bus and a bruised Miroku picked himself up from off the floor to catch up with the rest of the gang.
We were packed in rather tight but with enough space to move around. Koga was turned around talking to InuYasha behind him. And Sango was turned around talking to me when, all of a sudden, a boy sitting down on a seat interrupted. He eyed me up and gave me a smile. "Damn baby, lookin' good. Hell, I've never seen such an amazing body and incredibly beautiful girl."
I looked at Sango and she looked at me, neither of us sure of what to do. Koga hadn't seemed to notice that somebody was talking to me and Sango glanced over him and InuYasha to see Kagome and her eyes went a little larger, to warn her. Kagome was confused and furrowed her eyebrows together. Finally she pushed past the boys to stand beside me. "What?"
"Never have I seen three pretty ladies all at one time. However," he directed all his attention to me again, "what's your name and what do I have to do to get your digits and go out on a date with you? I'd really love it if we could hang. Tell me and I'll do anything."
"You're probably going to have to speak to her boyfriend." Kagome said loudly. "Ayame's taken so stop hitting on my friend. I'm aware she's sexy, she's aware she's sexy, but that doesn't mean she shouldn't be able to go somewhere without having some nasty guy trying to pick her up when he is probably over loaded with multiple STD's!"
This got Koga's attention as he spun around. His eyes were flashing with anger. He looked at the guy sitting down and quickly pushed his way around Kagome to wrap an arm around my waist and narrow his blue eyes at the man before him. The guy decided to speak up again because he obviously didn't know when to stop. "Damn, you're girlfriend is sexy dude. I'd fuck her."
InuYasha and Miroku both acted quickly to hold Koga back as best as they could. It was about that time the guy realized what he had gotten himself into and pulled the string behind him by his head. The bus made a stop in a couple seconds and the man quickly rushed off the bus. The boys waited until the bus was moving for another minute or so before letting him go. He growled and sat down, pulling me into his lap. I couldn't help but feel a little happy that he got jealous over me; it meant that he cared about me and didn't want some other guy to get with me.
"I hope he trips and dies!" Koga growled, holding me tight.
"That's a little extreme." I pointed out.
"No, I could say much more. I was being generous." He muttered. "Why do you have to be so sexy and make guys want to be with you? Ugh, I'm going to dread when we're going to be separated because tons of guys are going to be coming onto you and I won't be there to make him run away from you! I don't want some sick bastard trying to get with you," he frowned.
"I won't let it happen, I promise." I swore, and then pressed my lips against his. I pulled back and rested my forehead against his, just looking into those beautiful eyes. I had been stunned in this situation but, when it would come down to it, that boy would not have gotten close to me at all.
"It's not you I'm worried about. I trust you Ayame, I don't trust the people you could possibly come in contact with and I don't want you hurt. I don't want to lose you either, at least not until the month is over." Koga pointed out.
Awl, how sweet is that? Well, if you guys know my writing, then you'd know it's too sweet. I can't have all the lovey dovey stuff without the drama because drama makes it fun and pulls you in. Obviously this story isn't going to end completely resolved and happy, or else there wouldn't be a sequel so I kind of spoiled that for you guys... oops... but I couldn't hold it in any longer!
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