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When the time for the wish came, Kagome had wished for Kikyo's return to mortality. True enough, it occurred, and Inuyasha made his choice. Whether he made it for his own personal desires or to merely make whole the sacrifice she had brought upon herself, she couldn't be sure. In a way, she mused briefly over the idea ... |
He accepted Kikyo, and Kagome needed to return home to her own stilted life. Internally, she had laughed at her folly. This was her life, here. Her modern era had raised her to be the naive teen that had fallen into the Bone Eater's well, and from there she had grown as a person. She learned love, jealousy, friendship,... |
She slung one leg over the lip of the cistern, biting her lower lip. It hurt to look upon him before she allowed herself to fall, but she couldn't save herself the trouble. Pain. His countenance was that of raw anguish, even as he held Kikyo so very close. |
Yes, from that time onward she learned to hate herself. She let go and began her descent into the depths of the well. |
Falling far into fast-forward. |
The girl from the past raised her gaze to Inuyasha's brother, who betrayed nothing. In all the havoc of the last month, she had been surprised to find him here, alive, at the foot of Goshinboku. |
In times like these, she had chosen to be with her aging mother and teenage brother. That last, fateful week was when all the students had been released from university - in fact, all students everywhere - to be with their families. |
It was a shame, really. This was the opinion of her evening professor when she was informed of the crisis. Not much longer, their history professor broke down into sobs she worked hard to stifle before dismissing them all. It shook Kagome to the core, but not in the same way it had her peers. |
Free. She would be free. |
Her animated step was not spurred by inner turmoil and panic, but a new sense of purpose that she hadn't grasped for nigh on ten years. She fled the school, fled to her old shrine-home where she had been avoiding her ghosts. The young woman laughed like she hadn't in years and told them it wouldn't be long now. |
Not long at all. |
After going through the motions of goodbyes and I-love-yous with her mother and brother (her grandfather was now one of the ghosts; he already knew her true intent) she excused herself from the house to stand beneath Inuyasha's tree. |
That's where she found him, seated at its base. |
She studied him a precious moment, a moment they did not have to spare. Finally, she forced herself to speak. Her voice carried like the wind - faint, strong, fading - which was like so many other things, too. |
"Do you regret much?" she asked. |
The simple question was greeted with silence, initially. After a solid, squandered minute, he spoke in a low octave that angered the woman of the present. |
"I do not regret... much." |
She drew in a halting, fleeting breath of frustration. It could be her last. |
Time might have stood still were it possible, if one could will it to be so. He was the Lord of the Western Lands - or had been. Titles meant nothing when facing the brink. If she could stand on the precipice of all things known to man and see nothing below but a vast, ending void, then what was the point? Moreover, he... |
Of course, nothing happened just yet. Fate had also conspired against her when she left Inuyasha by the well with Kikyo in their world of sunlight and happy endings. That Kagome had jumped into the Bone Eater's Well that final time, and promptly died when she came out the other side into her own era. The new Kagome tha... |
Where one had got up, another had fallen. Irony was like that, and it treated her poorly. |
It was with this knowledge that Kagome also realized that Sesshoumaru spoke the truth. A being like himself would not regret lightly, and never more than once. What he did regret would be an ever-bitter burn that would travel to all extremes of his mind, filling it with ash and dreams of what-if. |
She thought of a small girl with dark eyes and imagined that her companion in the end times must be seeing them now in all their wonder. |
"Rin..." she whispered, understanding. She sat beside him in the shadows as the ghosts chattered excitedly about them and the years lent their weight to both sets of shoulders. |
More silence. On the horizon, a dark shadow was approaching. The comet had struck just as the astronomers had predicted a month prior, and all their efforts to deter it were in vain. |
The tsunami engulfed the land and sky, blotting out the world and feeding from it. It was only a matter of time before they were consumed. For once, time was not something the ageless taiyoukai and the suicide with a heartbeat could waste. The reason for why he was there was not important, nor how he had survived to th... |
He was here, her last link to the past. Kagome felt reborn and alive. |
"Can I hold your hand?" she suddenly asked, her tenor breathless and engrossed by the ambulatory penumbra that swallowed the heavens whole. |
He did not answer, and she did not expect him to. Ignoring this trifle, she deftly extended her closest arm and threaded her fingers through his clawed digits. |
Her hands trembled with eagerness. She squeezed his hand, just to feel blood and bone one last time. |
Nearly beyond her belief, she felt an answering pressure. It wouldn't be long now. The din from their savior drowned out all things, including sound. |
Reason escaping the dead girl, she lifted her head once more to rest her cloudy blue eyes on Sesshoumaru. Her vision was clear. Was he tired and alone, too? Above the cacophony, she raised her voice one last time - but she could no longer hear herself as seawater struck her face like small slaps and her hair whipped ar... |
Her lips and tongue rotated around her utterances, and whether or not the demon beside her could hear her despite his heightened auditory abilities she could not know. |
"We'll be with them soon!" she exclaimed. |
He gave her a sharp look. His slit pupils reflected the last of the fading red light, and shone briefly in the roaring dusk. He looked like a predator staring out from the blackness of things, eyes flashing before that lethal jump. |
As was his way, he turned his head to face his opponent with a determined glare. The difference, Kagome noted with awe, was the set of his grim yet expectant smirk. |
The pressure was building somewhere in her head as she was assaulted with debris. The world around her shook, and water was everywhere. She tipped her chin up, and tried to imagine seeing the crest of the tsunami as it hovered impossibly high over their heads. There was a peak time in all things, and that time for the ... |
The last thing Kagome felt was the sensation of his hand in hers. The feeling did not linger, it merely flickered in less than an instance through her nerves before there was a blessed lack of sentience and sound. |
In life, in the golden years of a once-upon-a-time, they had been adversaries. Now, in death, they were united. |
In the end, they had both stood at the ancient roots of Goshinboku and stared into the twilight of their days together. |
Disclaimer: Inuyasha does not belong to me. |
Genre: games |
Chapter 1: Warsong |
Narya looked around the hustle and bustle of the war room. Her eyes came across the forsaken, Crillo, with whom she frequently fought alongside in battle. She smirked, watching him indirectly, intrigued by the fact that he seemed to have taken a liking to her, despite the fluctuation of her moods. Before she could begi... |
Quickly melding into the shadows, she applied poison to her blades and slunk off out of the hold and onto the fields. She looked back over her shoulder to find him following her. She eyed him, knowing full well the routine they had grown accustomed to: singling out the one Alliance troop that had fallen from the pack, ... |
"I think you enjoy this way too much," he joked. She turned to look at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Surely it's good to enjoy one's work?" She smirked again and fell into the shadows once more. They made their way up the field to Silverwing Hold. Much to her dismay, there was no sign of any enemies about.... |
As they waited in the shadows, she could feel his eyes on her for the most part. Combined with the adrenaline she felt pumping through her system, she couldn't help but feel a slight tinge of excitement. Something not quite borne from the effects of battle, but a feeling that perhaps stemmed from something deeper withi... |
She looked back at him, her eyes seemingly dark. "With the amount they pay us to do the work, if I didn't enjoy it, it wouldn't be worth it." As her statement ended, she perked her ears to a random sound outside. She moved back instinctively and then noticed he didn't move as she crouched back into him. The familiar sm... |
She could feel the color rush to her cheeks as his hands gripped her. "Surely a celebrity like you is used to the attention," he said casually. She laughed lightly, their voices and sounds barely audible to anyone around but themselves. She felt his hands tighten on her hips, and became aware that their usual repartee ... |
"I know your lock-picking skills leave much to be desired, but surely you have mastered the art of disarming traps and pickpocketing? I wonder..." He quirked a brow at her words, knowing full well it was a challenge. He smirked, looking her over in stealth. One hand moved from her hip to the back of her belt. His finge... |
She let out a light chuckle. "Well, you know me. I'm not a fan of baring all in public. Sometimes a little discretion goes a long way." She pressed her rear to him once more, wiggling it and feeling him harden in his own leathers, still well aware they were both in enemy territory. Yet, even with the apprehension, her ... |
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