InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Gathered Storm ❯ Unfold me ( Chapter 1 )

*DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Inuyasha characters. I just enjoy playing with them!

 

Be my friend, hold me.

Wrap me up, unfold me.

I am small and needy.

Warm me up, and breathe me…

~ “Breathe me” by Sia

 

 

Chapter One: “Unfold me”

 

 

The rough wind of the night tore through her pitch black hair as she perched herself upon the precipice of the cliff. Her smoky eyes surveyed the veiled valley, taking note of all the crags and crevices of the tumultuous grounds below.

 

A distinct scent of tears could be recognized, though her sobs were mostly silent. He was gone, once again.

 

It wasn't selfish of her to cry about it, she recently realized. It was just the normalcy of being in love. And in her view, it was still unrequited. And damn him for that. She had felt a change in his aura when he was around her. Though he still teased and prodded at her for having to study or for bathing more than he thought was a normal amount, there was a subtle sparkle to his eyes. It was like a flicker of a flame that was tempted to flair into life. Then, when he had touched her… Heavens, what she could read in those fierce, amber eyes of his. It was as if his feelings for her were at a boiling point, just about to burst out of his normally stoic body.

 

One green glimmer upon the wind had changed all that. One moment of intense passion that teased at her senses had been coldly cut off. His eyes had shifted from hers slightly as Kagome felt the soul collector pass behind her. The fervent need in his eyes that once graced her soul was squelched out by those eel-like pests carried on the wind. And with that single shimmer upon the breeze, the heat that surrounded her was gone.

 

Wrapping her slender arms about her, she tried to shake the images from her thoughts. Though her feelings were valid, she shouldn't dwell upon her darker emotions. Nor to feed into tempting assumptions. She had to remain aware right now, with Inuyasha gone. She was left with the others that she loved immensely, and while the slept she would be the one to watch over them.

 

She whirled from her place upon the edge of the cliff, staggering through the growing wind towards the cozy campsite.

 

 

Miroku glanced up from the fire as a billowing, delicate form passed through his line of sight. He could sense her sadness, felt it tug at his heart. Poor Kagome, left to deal with these intense and ever puzzling emotions for the obtuse hanyou. His cursed hand flexed a bit as he pondered what his male friend was up to. It didn't take a scholar to figure out what had caused Kagome's immense sadness. Surely, he thought, the confused boy was out looking for Kikyo. She was Inuyasha's ultimate weakness. If only his dense friend would realize that Kagome was his ultimate strength!

His violet eyes had beheld the changes that progressed between the mysterious miko from the future and the desperately stubborn hanyou from the past. He had watched as Kagome's mere touch calmed Inuyasha's raging inner-beast, soothed his empty heart, and cleared his jumbled mind. Whenever Inuyasha had returned from visiting Kikyo, however, he was overwrought with despair and was merely the shell of the vibrant man he actually was.

A deep, rumbling sigh shook the monk's strong chest. No, it was a mere mystery to him how Inuyasha wished to be with the risen corpse of the woman he had once loved. If there was one thing Miroku was sure of, it was not to dwell on the past. A wicked grin tugged at his lips as the sleeping form of the woman who had captured his heart stirred in her sleep. Sweet Sango... He was forever grateful that the fates had interwoven his destiny with hers. No matter what the consequences, he was determined on loving her for the rest of his life. Even if that meant his life could end because of his cursed hand. Although, he was most sure that they would reach the source of his curse and destroy it before any ill would befall his blessed vision of his future.

Miroku could only pray that the same bliss would take hold of Inuyasha's stubborn mind. Kagome was simply his destiny. Any fool could see that. But, perhaps Inuyasha was too much of a fool to realize the manifestation of purity and beauty wanted nothing more but to be with him eternally.

Sango turned in her sleep, her lithe body curving towards the warmth of Miroku's body. Even unconscious, she reached for the man she secretly loved with all her heart. Another grin graced the monk's lips as he slipped his strong, calloused hand into Sango's waiting grasp. "Ah, Sango, my love..." was all he whispered as the breeze picked up around the cluttered campsite.

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A/N: Alright, first chapter is finished! As you can see, there was very little dialogue, but I decided that the foundation of the story must be firm in order to develop the voices of the characters. I was influenced by many songs whilst writing. I recommend downloading the ones I list and listening to them as you read each chapter.

Comments welcome!