Chapter 2
Kagome blinked lazily as the sunbeams broke through the curtains, illuminating a new handprint on the glass balcony door that she could only imagine came from last night's pining behaviour. She rolled over, pulling the covers with her as she did so, finding only empty space. Yawning, she sat up and pulled herself to the edge of the bed, stretching as she did so. 'Better get up then'. Standing slowly she walked over to her closet, nudging the crimson dressing gown that had fallen to the floor after last night's comfort out of the way as she did so. She quickly pulled on her socks and a loose dark green dress that fell someway above her knees before shuffling tentatively into the hallway towards the kitchen, where she thought he may be waiting.
"Didn't expect you up yet!" Kazue threw over his shoulder as he continued cooking. Kagome approached him from behind, wrapping her arms around him and kissing the back of his shirt gently. "How're you feeling?" He asked, turning to look at her as he switched the hob off, moving the contents onto some plates on the counter. "I'm all right now" she replied, lifting her head to look at him. "Thank you for being concerned, I know I must be a pain sometimes". Kazue shook his head gently, kissing the top of her head. "Yep, you're a giant pain, and you worry me sick sometimes. But it's worth it, I suppose" he winked at her as she scowled at him, slapping him lightly before moving to sit on one of their two bar stools. The emerald eyed man pushed one of the plates of food along the counter to her before turning to rummage in the fridge. "So are you all set for tonight?" Already having hungrily attacked her breakfast, Kagome shook her head with a mouth full of food. Swallowing quickly, she answered. "Nope. Not even slightly. I'm really excited to see everyone obviously, it's just…that place…it just holds a lot of memories for me". The man dragged the other stool opposite from her, placing himself directly before her. "Must take something really special to drag you back then, after all these years" he gave her a knowing smirk, winking with a bright twinkle in his eyes that did not go unnoticed by the girl. "Well, I guess we have to tell someone the exciting news" smirking back, she held out her left hand to lace her fingers through his, the tiny, delicate diamonds of her new ring sparkling in the morning sun. They both laughed and leaned in for a kiss before turning their attention back to breakfast.
Eating in a comfortable and happy silence, Kagome now let her mind drift to the coming hardship. After almost six years, she was finally returning home, however brief that stay may be. After graduating college and being accepted into an American University, she visited the sacred well one last time, a mixture of hope and desperation inside her heavy heart. Leaning over the well, she had thought about what her life was to be in her era, and what it had been in the past. The heartbreak that she had worked so hard to push away had engulfed her, leaving tears filling her eyes and her delicate lips trembling hard. 'Why did you leave me here, is it my fault? Is this where I'm meant to be, for the rest of my life?' her pale hands grasped harder at the edge of the well, stabilising her through her tears. 'I just wish…' but that wish was never completed, the grief once again washing over her, rendering her useless. 'There's no point wishing my life away. If I was meant to be there, meant to be…with him…then I would be'. She turned, walking away from the last meeting place of her lovable half-demon companion, her bitterness and sadness overwhelming her, leaving her to miss the weak but true energy attempting to draw her back through the well.
She had since never gone back. She moved swiftly to her new University, leaving everything that she had known and loved behind in an attempt to forge a new life. She had hoped that she could study something that she truly enjoyed, and find a job that really motivated her, but she had never hoped to find someone else to love. Never in a million years had she thought that there was anyone else for her. It had always only been him. Yet here she was, almost three years after arriving in America, living with and engaged to a man that she really did love.
She glanced up from her thoughts to look at him, still scraping scraps of food into his mouth. He was tall and well built, with hair the shade of caramel that was often tied up in a small bun. He was considerate and kind, and had never been afraid of letting her know how he felt – she was his first love, he had said, and the only one he ever intended on having. He had helped to erase some of her insecurities, and by every standard she could see, he was damn near perfect. And she really did love him; without him, her new life would have been so much harder than it already was – maybe even impossible. Yet still, when thinking of her feelings towards him and the life that they had decided to continue to make together, she always felt as if she were attempting to rationally justify why she was with him, when there was really no reason not to be. She loved him, as did he her. 'It just feels…as if a part of my soul is missing…I'm happy with him, but I'm not complete'. Her thoughts trailed off as Kazue stood to collect the plates, kissing the top of her head as he passed. "I'm going to go and have a shower" he stated. "Then we'd best get on and get packing".
I feel like this chapter wasn't particularly well structured but I'll excuse myself as I haven't written in forever. Anyway, reviews/thoughts if you have any!