InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A perfect moment ❯ A Perfect Moment ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

A Perfect Moment
 
 
Kagome began a slow cautious walk back up the stairs to the Higurashi shrine. Her home. She had lived in this shrine all her life and yet sometimes the world beyond the well felt more real to her. It was no wonder really considering that in the past two years she had spent more time on that side than this. Walking up the steps she sighed, a silent rush of air escaping her lips. It seemed she had been doing that a lot of late.
It had been snowing again since her grandfather cleared the steps early that evening and due to the temperature the snow was rapidly turning icy. Her foot slipped, jolting her from her thoughts. She needed to pay more attention. Not good to be distracted when wrapped head to toe by in a more restrictive kimono. Nothing like her usual attire. It made the slippery steps highly hazardous and worth trying to be attentive to and yet only after a few more steps she was lost in her thoughts not for the first time in the past few weeks.
Her thoughts had been consuming her all evening. Her mother had sent her home after a short period at the town festivals that was being held that evening. She just couldn't seem to shake the melancholy that had settled over her. Trust her mom to notice these things; she always managed to know when something was weighing on her daughters mind. The others wouldn't be back until late so she had time.
Her thoughts seemed to be whirring through so many things. What was going to happen, when, what would it all mean when everything was finished? What would happen after Naraku was defeated and the Shikon-no-tama was completed? Would she still hold a place in the past was it still possible or would it signal the end of the journey for her and her friends? Would she be left alone again?
Would she never see those dearest to her ever again? She felt her chest tighten as a gasp escaped her - a quiet whimper rattling past her lips. These thoughts once dwelled on were irrepressible - thoughts that had been brewing long before this. She'd pushed them aside for so long. But as the days had turned to months. The journey drew closer to its conclusion it became increasingly difficult to escape such thoughts. Which now seemed to consume all her attention - every waking moment.
Her thoughts roamed across the faces of her friends. Sango, Shippo, Miroko, Kirara, Kaede - she couldn't bear to think of his face it hurt too much. If she lost them she didn't know what she would do. She felt like she had become a part of there time. Becoming so detached from her friends here in the modern era. She would be alone but for her family.
As she capped the top of the stairs she didn't notice the figure sat in shadow under the eaves of the well house. His back braced against the door to the small building. She walked to the ancient tree opposite the building as she had done so many times. It was her place to think. She had stood in this spot so many times before. Searching for something - anything. To aid her troubled heart. So many emotions and thoughts tumbled through her mind and her heart.
This tree is what connected her to everything. It held all her most precious memories - it was here in this spot that she had first met Inuyasha. The Hanyou had become such a huge part of her life. She walked forward trying not to stumble and placed her palm against the trunk of the tree. The surface in this spot was smooth and worn from so many visitors. It felt alive under fingers. A gentle warmth seeping and spreading throughout her body as she rested her fingers on the bark of the ancient tree. It connected them across the ages.
It contained so many memories. She bent her forehead to the tree placing her forehead where her fingertips had been moments before. She could recall so many times being around this old tree. As a child, as a growing girl and now. Sharing her most precious and painful thoughts with this gentle giant.
This place was where she had first met Inuyasha over 500 years in the past. And from that point onwards she had gone on to meet so many new friends who had become closer than family to her. She have never realised how much they had come to mean to her. Her mind could not comprehend a time when they would not be there. She felt her heart beat stutter as she tried to think what it would be like to lose them all.
Shippou, Sango, Miroku, Kaede. They where like family to her. She felt like someone had a hold on her heart and was squeezing it. Her breath escaped in a strangled gasp. As she remembered the time they had spent together the journey they had undertaken everything they had shared together.
But in the forefront of her mind was a silver haired hanyou. From the very beginning he had been with her, always by her side. She had not realised her deepening affection and growing love for the young hanyou until it was to late. She knew her feelings where not returned in the same way. Even in those rare moments they had together when she had seen something deeper in his eyes. But he had always pulled out of her reach. Inuyasha would always love Kikyo.
Even through all those times that had caused her pain, she wanted to be near him. So she had chosen to stay by his side. But fate had a mind of it's own and what did the wicked wielder of fate have in store for them all. Would she ever be with Inuyasha? Would she lose her closest friends -her family, forever?
As silent tears coursed down her cheeks to land as shallow spots in the snow where her tears warmth had melted it away. She pulled gentle away from the tree and looked up at the sky through its snow-covered bows. Would she truly be alone again?
The tears slid freely down her cheeks even though no sound came from her lips.
The others had begun to notice her slowly waning attention to the world. On some occasions having to shake her into wakefulness, preventing her face meeting a tree. But under their worried stares she could not disclose her thoughts. She feared she would just be told that she was worrying her self over nothing as usual. But they had nothing to worry about, they where a part of this era. After some time had passed they decided Kagome should return home for some well needed rest. They could not figure out what ailed the girl as she refused to divulge her thoughts to anyone. They believed for the best part that it was homesickness.
It was for their sake that she had returned home. She did not want them worrying for her, as she knew they would.
She pulled completely away from the tree and gentle wiped the tears from her cheeks with the edge of her kimono sleeve ignoring the make-up she might smudge in the process. Turning around her eyes fell on the Well house sat directly before her. As she slowly focused she noticed the silent figure clad in red slowly rise to meet her. Eyes glowing golden in the faint light from the lamps around the shrine.
 
 
 
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Inuyasha had arrived through the well sometime ago to find the house cold, deserted and oddly dark. It had been strange to find no one around to greet him. The shrine looked strangely forlorn in the lamp lit darkness. His curiosity was piqued as to the location of the family that was always home when he had visited previously. He had considered going to search for the errant family whom he could smell as he quietly wondered the grounds. But caught himself as he remembered the warnings he had received previously about staying on the shrine grounds. He had had previous misadventures off the grounds that had caused a lot of concern from the family but more so from Kagome.
He therefore resigned himself to sitting under the eaves by the door to the small building that held the Bone Eaters Well. Waiting for them to return.
Not realising his own fatigue he had gently fallen asleep propped against the side of the small building with his Tetsaiga in its customary position propped against his chest. He was gentle roused by a sweet if unclear smell wafting to his nose. Realising that the scent seemed fairly familiar he roused himself to take a deeper sniff of the breeze.
He knew that scent and it's owner. Nobody smelt like Kagome. A light fragrant smell - vanilla and jasmine always accompanied the girl. That scent always smelt so inviting and tantalised his senses hinting at the warmth the girl possessed. A smell so unique to her that at one whiff of that scent Inuyasha felt his whole body coming undone. Relaxing as he couldn't do anywhere else. She was the only person who could do that to him.
He glanced towards the origin of the scent and saw her as she arrived at the peak of the stair. Inuyasha looked at the girl before him and looked twice it really was Kagome stood there before him. Although he had never seen her wear such attire before. He stood there mouth agape as she kept walking without having noticed him there. She was wearing a pal lilac kimono, which complemented the thick wave of raven black hair that usually passed down over her back. As he focused on her completely he could pick out the delicate silver and blue stitching throughout the fabric of the garment patterned into delicate petals.
The garment fit her body so well and the colours complemented her pale skin and raven black hair. Her hair had been swept up instead of falling down her back in waves past her shoulder blades. He stood there not being able to move as she walked towards Goshinboku. She looked beautiful beyond words. At this thought though he physically shook himself out of his reverie feeling his face heat as he blushed a deep crimson.
But the look on her face is what made him refocus his attention on the girl. She looked so unbelievable sad. Her sadness rolled off her skin in waves. The expression she was currently wearing confused him. They had all believed that Kagome was home sick considering how little time she had spent in her at home of late. The never-ending hunt for Naraku and the jewel shards moving them across Japan.
But it appeared to his eyes that perhaps this had not been the cause of her sudden change in her behaviour. To his eyes she looked so unequivocally sad - she looked as though she was braking inside. It frightened him to see her like this. Kagome was a fighter she did not give up on anyone or anything easily. And at some of the most critical of times it had saved his life. Something that was able to create such a reaction in the girl worried him far more than any demon they had ever faced.
He noticed that she didn't appear aware of his presence. She hadn't appeared aware of anything. Climbing the steps up to the shrine it seemed that the same problem that had triggered concern previously had intensified since her return home. He saw her reach out to the ancient bark of the tree stood silently before her. Gently touching her fingers to it as though it would reach out to her in turn. Then moving her hand and resting her forehead against the trees ancient side.
She made no sound at all except for the gentle sigh that escaped her lips. To his ears it was as loud as if she had been stood next to him. Followed closely by the scent of salt - her tears. At that he began to rise. He wanted to know what caused her so much pain. He approached her with cautious steps. Knowing whether she had been aware of his approach or not she would not have heard him approaching.
As he began his approach she turned and seemed to focus on him for the first time. He watched her quietly as she reached up and swiped the tears from her cheeks. Flushing delicately at his unabashed gaze following her across the yard. She looked at him eyes still drenched in tears though no more spilled over..
 
 
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`Inuyasha…'Her voice came as a quiet whisper of surprise.
She took a mental inventory of herself and absently wiped her hand across her cheeks to make sure there were no tears still falling to give her recent upset. As she stepped to walk across to him from the tree she slid on the snow that her grandfather hadn't quiet finished clearing. She felt her body suddenly of kilter suspended in the air as she slowly began to fall. Raising her arms to break her fall she knew it would be far to late as the ground came rushing up to meet her.
She stopped mid way. Two strong arms wrapped around her body stopping her fall to the icy ground. There was a muffled `mmph' as they both went skidding to the floor. Inuyasha having in turn slid on a slippery patch of ground in his hurry to stop Kagome from hurting herself. Both realised just what had happened when Kagome tried to pick herself up. Looking up to meet two startled eyes the colour of rich honey.
 
A small smile tugged the corner of Kagomes lips as she said very quietly `Looks like I'm not the only klutz.' A quick smile tweaked the corner of the hanyou's lips. Lending a crooked lilt to his normally pouting visage. Registering that it truly had been sometime since she had graced him with the smile she seemed to reserve just for him. Pausing only a moment the usual retort slipped out. `Keh. It's your fault stupid… you should be more careful where your walking'. If he was mistaken the sound Kagome made sounded suspiciously like a snort.
 
A blush colouring his cheeks as he cautiously righted himself and then pulled Kagome up had not gone unnoticed. Nor did the fact that he hadn't let go of Kagomes hand. She felt a sweet sense of warmth spread from his hands to hers chased away some of the ache that had settled in her heart. How was it that his simple touch had such a profound effect on her?
She glanced up at the hanyou from underneath her bangs. He seemed to be aware of her gaze but did not turn to face her directly. His cheeks were still lightly flushed as though he had been running. Although his ever-moving ears had twitched when she had looked at him. She loved his ears they gave so much away, yet he didn't realise the emotions so readily seen. A small smile played at the corner of her lips. She very rarely had the hanyou to herself anymore. Especially here - in her own time.
 
`Come on.' he gently tugged her hand in the direction of the house as he had yet to relinquish his hold on it. `What? Where are we?' he tugged Kagome stuttering and stumbling along behind him, kimonos were not good for walking speedily in. `Inuyasha…?'
 
`Your going indoors wench. One of those hot baths you love so much. Your not allowed to get sick out here in the snow'. His voice was firm but there was a decided note of concern that he hadn't realised had crept into his voice. Kagome noticed even though he had not. She seemed almost hyper aware of everything Inuyasha did. There was softness in his voice that she had only heard on rare occasions. Then he abruptly pushed open the door and motioned her inside.
 
Turning from closing the door behind them he was able to take in the full affect of what he'd only seen in the lamplight previously. When seen in this light he couldn't help but stare at her. She looked, damn…. Well almost edible if that were possible.
 
When Inuyasha turned to face her and undoubtedly shoo her inside the house he seemed to freeze in place. His mouth slightly open as his breath seemed to be pulled right out of him. 'Inuyasha, what's the matter?' Kagome was deeply concerned for the Hanyou. She'd never seen him this flustered before. He was…surprised? `I…uhm…' never had Kagome seen this particular look on the hanyous face a mix of shock and something else. His cheeks slowly colouring a deep crimson.
 
He visibly gave himself a shake and finally replied. `It's nothing. In and bath now.' His voice became brusque, businesslike and what seemed increasingly distant. He refused to look her in the eyes. Which was what caused Kagome to shrink back inside herself again, feeling even lonelier than before. He wasn't looking at me was he? He was seeing her again. Kikyo.
 
He glanced at her from the corner of his vision seeing her suddenly slump into herself feeling her withdrawal like a physical blow. He'd hurt her again. Her eyes dropped and that haunted look was returning to her features. Inuyasha really wasn't certain what to do about this when Kagome sneezed. A small smile there one minute and gone the next flitted across his features. `Come on you bathe or you really will get a cold'. He would try to be gentler with her, whatever may come to mind. She seemed so frail right now.
Even more so than usual considering he had to be physically more cautious with her as well, considering his half-youkai strength. He could hurt her easily without meaning to, it had happened before. He'd caught hold of her once and squeezed to hard. Her skin had bruised a deep purple for several days. He had felt so guilty. It had been an accident but he had promised to protect her and he'd hurt her. Being Kagome she had forgiven him as she always did. It seemed that no matter how much she seemed to be hurting she was the most forgiving person he knew. Especially towards him.
He shuffled Kagome into the bathroom and turned the water on. `I'll go wait in the living room alright'. He focused on her awaiting some kind of response. The almost imperceptible nod from Kagome was all he needed to know she would get in the steaming water. Although it was strange that she didn't resist the way she usually did considering his proximity. Accusing him of being just like Miroku. She hated being taken care of by people. She always tried to be strong in front of others and for others.
He left the room and shut the door firmly fighting the urge to try to comfort her. Although he wasn't sure how he could help her. All he knew was he hated seeing her like this. She was so vibrant and alive. This Kagome was a shadow of the person he knew and lov… `What am I thinking she doesn't...I don't…' Grrr. A quite restrained growl rumbled from deep inside his chest. This was not the time or the place for that. Plus I don't want her to get the wrong idea. Liar…
He'd had this argument with himself before, he'd hurt Kagome more often than not and although he knew he cared for her more than he should. Due to their current situation he had no right to. He may have hurt her once physically but he was astutely aware of the fact that he had hurt her heart more often than he cared to remember. Not intentionally but in some ways that seemed far worse.
Although he realised Kagome had more than friendly feelings towards him he ignored them adamantly to the point were he had hurt her. He didn't want to hurt her anymore than he had already. Even when he had found that he had the same growing feelings for her. He refused to admit to it stubbornly and in turn had decided some time ago to ignore and smother the feelings that went with him everywhere she went. She seemed to have a power over him often times that he could not ignore, although he tried his damndest to.
The hanyou was so engrossed in his thoughts that it took a moment to realise he'd heard a loud bang in the bathroom and an audible splash that sounded far from a normal person getting in the bath. He turned sharply on his heel, not thinking to where he was headed, running back to make sure Kagome was in one piece.
He yanked the door open. `Kagome….' He was faced with a completely naked Kagome in the bath rubbing her head and elbow from an obvious fall. `Inuyasha I… EEPPP!' a screech sounded from the girl hurting his sensitive ears, which flattened against his skull. As she had realised her state of undress she leaped for a towel. Stepping out of the bath she started to slip again.
 
Although Inuyasha had averted his gaze to the ground his face was beet red and he seemed to have completely lost focus. At the squeak that had echoed in the bathroom he turned to find Kagome starting to fall again and did the only thing he could. He grabbed for her. Both tumbling to the floor in a heap.
Inuyasha came to lying on the floor with a slight weight pressed to his chest. As his eyes flickered opened he remembered what had happened. He rose swiftly but cautiously to check that he had not accidentally harmed the girl now sprawled across his chest. His face flushed deep scarlet as the realisation hit that Kagome was naked. As he averted his gaze he tried to speak over the sudden constriction in his throat. Warmth rushing to his face. He would lay bets he was the same colour as his haori. Whilst also struggling against the scent of Kagome that was nigh overwhelming his senses.
 
`Kagome…are you alright?' the sudden gulp audible as he caught sight of her form lying across his body. His thoughts kept rapid firing through his mind. So she was the weight I felt. Must have moved under her to stop her catching her head on the floor.
 
Kagome slowly shook her head and put a hand to her temple. Gently pushing upwards with her free hand suddenly noticing the feel of fabric under her fingers as she tried to rise unsuccessfully. Looking down she saw a field of red in her vision with a few trailing strands of silver hair. She could feel her face flush a deep scarlet that may well have stretched all the way to her toes. Knowing exactly whom she was currently sprawled across.
As she tried to cover her naked form she felt the boy under her shifting out from beneath her. She felt a slightly coarse yet warm fabric fold over her shoulders as she was tipped back onto her knees. The fabric covering her body to her knees. She glanced upwards at Inuyasha who had draped his haori over her. As she raised her eyes to his face she saw that he'd flushed to the same shade as his haori. As she wrapped the garment around her body he held out a trembling hand to help get up off the cold tiles. Gently pulling her to her feet not even turning his face to hers. She felt her face drop as she focused her gaze upon the floor.
 
`Gomen…Inuyasha, I didn't mean for that to happen.' Her voice sounded so quiet just above a whisper and as she turned to look at him there eyes met and locked. She looked so forlorn and he just couldn't resist wrapping his arms around her. She felt so tiny in his arms. She had lost weight he could feel it. She seemed to lack the lustre of life that breezed into a room with her.
Kagomes eyes seemed so full of pain he wished so fervently to stop that pain if only he could find the cause. He knew it had nothing to do with her fall or earlier on in the courtyard. It felt like it had begun so long ago and he just hadn't seen it. Hadn't realised that the smiles he took for granted were steadily disappearing before his eyes. Kagome always held it together. Never told people or showed other when she was the one suffering. He had turned around one day only to find this shadow of a girl left behind. He wanted to infuse that life back into her but all the while trying to restrain himself and his mounting need to touch her to be together with her. His body heated as he felt her so close to him. Overly aware of how little was separating their bodies seemed to intensify his want. His need to be hers - to have her.
He knew her better than anyone even if he hadn't what he saw wrenched at his very soul he had never seen her look so lost. He wanted to comfort her to help her. But how can I? I swore I would never hurt her and I might unknowingly do more harm? You want her, you can feel it, you started to love her a long time ago.
 
`Inuyasha.' Her quiet voice said his name so gently as though it may slip away any moment, his ears twitched forward to listen intently to her voice. `Thanks for saving me again. Gomen for being such a bother.' Her voice seemed to crack and that smell of salt and the feel of tears falling down his kosode confirming that fact that she was crying again. He pressed her closer to him unmindful of the fact that she was naked under his haori.
 
`Kagome, why are you so sad?' he tried to be gentle but his voice came out gruffer than he intended. He felt deeply uncomfortable asking such things he didn't deal with emotions very well. Her body went stiff under his arms and he felt her pull away from him, `It's nothing Inuyasha forget it. I'm fine.'
 
Her voice had become firmer as though she had thrown up a wall around her. Even as she pulled away Inuyasha reached for her and snatched up her hand in his preventing her from moving further away. He ran a gentle finger along her cheek picking up the stray tears. Tucking the bend of his thumb under her chin and gently raising her face to meet his gaze. `This isn't like you Kagome. You're stronger than this. What's wrong? Please tell me.' His voice was so gentle she looked up at him surprised by his sudden gentleness.
 
She couldn't tell him the truth he would knock it away as sentimental rubbish but she knew something she always wanted to do with him. Maybe for once he'd let her. Considering he seemed to be a little more responsive than usual. `Inuyasha?' her voice had taken on a more questing tone and he knew something was coming the question was what.
He glanced down at her; she looked so small wrapped in his haori, so fragile. As he looked down she felt she gained a little more boldness. Staring into his eyes she started to stutter. `Inuyasha would you…uhm…would you share a bath with me?' He blinked stepping back and blinked again.
`WHAT?' His voice raised and made the hairs stand up on the backs of her arms. She reacted in kind to that tone as she always had. `Not like that you pervert. I thought it would make a nice memory of you being here with me.' This last part came out in a whisper.
 
He turned back to her then she hadn't realised that she had slipped. A memory huh, so she thinks that something may happen soon. The question is what? His face flushed scarlet as he rasped out `Fine…but not …unclothed.'
Her face showed her surprise at his sudden agreement to her proposition. She blinked, focused and went to get some towels for them both. She had never known and he would never tell her but he had always wanted to do something like that with her. No matter what he professed and how much he grumbled he liked being close to her. He wasn't giving in to anything. He was just trying to cheer her up. Well, that's what he said to himself. Inside his voice was laughing.
 
 
 
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