MUGEN

Fleeting

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"Stop dragging your feet! Hurry!" You complain, stepping forward, decisive, as you hold up your shrine maiden's hakama.

Sometimes, I wonder just how you were able to get used to such clothing, given the ones you used to wear back in your time. I must confess I miss, in occasions, the soft shine of your bare legs beneath the sun, during our travels in search of the Pearl. However, there is an even major delight in unwrapping them, amidst the caresses we keep for those moments, when intimacy fills everything around us.

"InuYasha!" You complain again, forcing my mind to land from the heaven it was beginning to build, "if you don't hurry up, by the time we arrive there won't be anything to see."

The prospect seems to bring you down, and in that process, I see one of those marvelous pouts that only make me fall further in love with you.

"If you wanted to arrive soon, you should have let me carry you," I retort.

You look at me again, with a soft smile on your lips.

"I like to walk," You repeat the same words you said when we left our home, "c'mon, the stars will be visible soon."

We are here, climbing the hill, during one of those many nights you've written down in your calendar to see shooting stars. It is a passion for you, the night sky, one of the things that make you happy, and that precisely because of that, I'm unable to deny you.

I approach you quickly then, and before you are able to notice, I have you on my back, drawing a surprised shout out of you. I smile when I feel you holding tightly to my shoulders, and when I hear your laugh, my heart gets filled by a greedy love that only you can awaken inside me.

I run up-hill, and soon we are almost there, in that special place where you like to gaze at the sky.

"InuYasha," you whisper my name, quite close to my ear, "If you could make a wish, anything at all, what would you wish for?"

The question catches me off-guard, and yet, the answer comes to my mind immediately. However, I keep it to myself.

"I don't know," I reply, "And you?" I turn the question around.

"That's not fair. You first," You lecture me, then lightly pull me by the hair.

"ouch," I whine, not really in any pain.

For an instant I consider if I should tell you or not what I've thought, since it's a yearning that wanders my mind, snaring my feelings quite often.

As I consider it, we arrive at the place I used to come to remember you, back when you were not here, and that has since become ours. I let you down, and you step in front of me, your gaze fixed in the dark blue sky; It lasts but a moment, however, and soon your eyes are back on me, your hand touching mine, as you ask with just one word…

"And?"

My lips part. I take a deep breath… it isn't easy for me, to say this.

"To grow old by your side."

Your gaze grows in intensity, as it reaches deep within mine, and I read on your features that you've understood what I meant; a human life, fleeting as yours, is destined to leave me in solitude before even a wrinkle crosses my face.

"And you, what would you wish for?" I try to change the tenor of the moment, to turn it happy again; like it should be.

Your features change again, with a smile, as you get near me and embrace me by my waist.

"I'd wish for yours to come true," you say, and with just the few words you make my life brighter, just like that beautiful, fleeting shooting stars that sails through the sky before falling.

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A/N

This drabble was born from just one phrase, and it has taken a piece of my soul with it.

Thank you for reading, and leaving a comment,

Anyara

This text is possible thanks to the translation of: Dezart