InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Being Normal ❯ Beloved's tears ( Chapter 2 )
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By: lettheinkbleed 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.22.2012 | Updated On: 01.22.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 323 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.22.2012 | Updated On: 01.22.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 323 | Status: Work In Progress
Sorry chapter 1 was so short. Hard to be mysterious and long at the same time! ONWARD! Rumiko Takahashi still owns them all… grr… Also I wasn’t sure if nee-chan was correct for older sister and found it can be but at the same time so is Ane, which is what I used! Just so you know.
Inuyasha growled as his foot bounced on the roof of Keade’s hut. Kagome is late, really late. He turned to the well, glaring at its yawning mouth. His stomach had been in knots all day and he had a… what was it Kagome called it, headache? His instincts were going crazy telling him something was wrong but he couldn’t figure out what! The well mocked him long enough; he dove off the roof and ran to the well determined to bring Kagome home. He couldn’t fight his smile, even with his dread, at the thought of his home being Kagome’s as well.
Kagome sat in the God tree watching the well and her window. Her room was now spotless and her funeral was being planned. “It would be a perfect time for Inuyasha to come by.” She muttered to herself. As if on cue a blur of red and white flashed past her. “And Inuyasha has arrived.” She stood and followed him through her open window. He stood in the middle of her room looking horrified. “Welcome Inuyasha, I’m dead if you can’t tell.” She said, hoping he would hear her.
Blood and a lot… “Kagome…” He whispered, horrified of what he was smelled. He ran down the stairs and into the kitchen looking for Kagome, looking for her mother, looking for anyone who could explain the stench of gun powder and death in Kagome’s room.
Her mom was lying on the couch staring at the ceiling; the scent of her depression was almost tangible. She didn’t even notice he was in the room with her until he spoke, “Mrs…”
“Inuyasha?” She sat up and her eyes found the hanyou. “Where’s Kagome?” Tears filled the woman’s eyes and he saw a piece of paper float from her hand to her lap. “Inuyasha…” She couldn’t finish, didn’t have to finish. He knew, he knew but he had to ask anyway. “Please tell me she ran away from home.” He begged, his voice cracking with his sorrow as his shut his eyes, trying to erase the look of agony the woman in front of him wore from his memory. She handed the note to him before walking outside to greet her son, home from school. He had to read the note twice before the words sank into his brain. “She…” He dropped the note and fell to his knees, tears spilling down his face. She’s dead and it’s my fault! The thought punched a hole through his chest and he leaned back roaring his dead beloved’s name.
Kagome’s heart jumped as she watched his reaction. He crumpled, his body shuddering with sobs, his claws tangling his hair against his head. “Hey, Inuyasha, I’m still around!” She cried, desperate to make him hear her. She tried to touch his shoulder and found herself being pushed back by his demonic aura. She growled and tried to find anything she could pick up to throw at him.
Souta walked through the door as Kagome desperately tried to lift a feather off the couch. “Inuyasha?” The boy’s soft voice caused the hanyou to look up. “Inuyasha… ane… she…” He ran and threw his arms around the hanyou, sobbing into his fire rat robe. His arms wrapped around the boy and held him.
“I’m right here!” Kagome yelled, silvery tears running down her face.
Inuyasha’s nose flared, a sign he had smelled something. His wide, tear filled eyes looked around the room searching for the scent of tears, her tears. His instincts were screaming there was something watching him; he almost convinced himself his instincts were telling him Kagome was hurting.
Kagome sobbed as she continued to try to pick up the almost weightless feather. "Come on!" She cried growing frustrated with her lack of progess. The force of her anger blew the feather off the couch to the floor. "Oh great! I can't pick it up if I want but my anger can move stuff?"
Inuyasha felt the soft breeze of spiritual power and saw the feather move. "Kagome?" He whispered. Souta looked up at him with tears still running freely down his pale cheeks. "Inuyasha...?" The boy sounded so hopeful and he realized he mirrored the child’s emotion to the point he would think a small breeze was Kagome. "It's nothing Souta. I'm sorry." The boy's face fell and he buried himself back into Inuyasha’s robe. Kagome are you still here? Are you roaming the earth like Kikyo? The thought almost cut his fragile tether against his sobs and he resigned himself to just hold the hurt boy.
Kagome's mother walked into the room and laid her hand on his shoulder. "Souta go wash your hands for dinner. I need to speak to Inuyasha." Her son stood and walked up the stairs without a fight.
Inuyasha followed Mrs. Higurashi into the kitchen and watched as the woman tried to dish food with shaking hands. "First things first, did you two fight?" She was desperately fighting her tears. "No, she said she wasn't feeling well so she wanted to come home." Her mother nodded and turned to face him. "Did she seem depressed?" He shook his head, "just tired." He added. She nodded almost to herself. "I didn't notice how upset she was either. She came home and said she wanted to take a bath and needed to study. She even played a game with Souta." Tears freed themselves and ran down her face. Her gaze found his as she read his inner thoughts, "don't blame yourself."
"I..." He bit his lip afraid of what he'd reveal. "I failed her." His bangs covered his eyes, trying to conserve his dignity. "I promised to protect her and I failed her." His voice broke and he stopped. "We never knew we would have to protect her from herself. She was so happy and loving..." Her mother trailed off on a hiccupped sob. "I have to tell the others." He said quietly. Her hand gripped his wrist gently, "will you be back?" Her tone was almost begging. "Yes, tomorrow." He turned and ran to the well house, Kagome's spirit right behind him.
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Inuyasha growled as his foot bounced on the roof of Keade’s hut. Kagome is late, really late. He turned to the well, glaring at its yawning mouth. His stomach had been in knots all day and he had a… what was it Kagome called it, headache? His instincts were going crazy telling him something was wrong but he couldn’t figure out what! The well mocked him long enough; he dove off the roof and ran to the well determined to bring Kagome home. He couldn’t fight his smile, even with his dread, at the thought of his home being Kagome’s as well.
Kagome sat in the God tree watching the well and her window. Her room was now spotless and her funeral was being planned. “It would be a perfect time for Inuyasha to come by.” She muttered to herself. As if on cue a blur of red and white flashed past her. “And Inuyasha has arrived.” She stood and followed him through her open window. He stood in the middle of her room looking horrified. “Welcome Inuyasha, I’m dead if you can’t tell.” She said, hoping he would hear her.
Blood and a lot… “Kagome…” He whispered, horrified of what he was smelled. He ran down the stairs and into the kitchen looking for Kagome, looking for her mother, looking for anyone who could explain the stench of gun powder and death in Kagome’s room.
Her mom was lying on the couch staring at the ceiling; the scent of her depression was almost tangible. She didn’t even notice he was in the room with her until he spoke, “Mrs…”
“Inuyasha?” She sat up and her eyes found the hanyou. “Where’s Kagome?” Tears filled the woman’s eyes and he saw a piece of paper float from her hand to her lap. “Inuyasha…” She couldn’t finish, didn’t have to finish. He knew, he knew but he had to ask anyway. “Please tell me she ran away from home.” He begged, his voice cracking with his sorrow as his shut his eyes, trying to erase the look of agony the woman in front of him wore from his memory. She handed the note to him before walking outside to greet her son, home from school. He had to read the note twice before the words sank into his brain. “She…” He dropped the note and fell to his knees, tears spilling down his face. She’s dead and it’s my fault! The thought punched a hole through his chest and he leaned back roaring his dead beloved’s name.
Kagome’s heart jumped as she watched his reaction. He crumpled, his body shuddering with sobs, his claws tangling his hair against his head. “Hey, Inuyasha, I’m still around!” She cried, desperate to make him hear her. She tried to touch his shoulder and found herself being pushed back by his demonic aura. She growled and tried to find anything she could pick up to throw at him.
Souta walked through the door as Kagome desperately tried to lift a feather off the couch. “Inuyasha?” The boy’s soft voice caused the hanyou to look up. “Inuyasha… ane… she…” He ran and threw his arms around the hanyou, sobbing into his fire rat robe. His arms wrapped around the boy and held him.
“I’m right here!” Kagome yelled, silvery tears running down her face.
Inuyasha’s nose flared, a sign he had smelled something. His wide, tear filled eyes looked around the room searching for the scent of tears, her tears. His instincts were screaming there was something watching him; he almost convinced himself his instincts were telling him Kagome was hurting.
Kagome sobbed as she continued to try to pick up the almost weightless feather. "Come on!" She cried growing frustrated with her lack of progess. The force of her anger blew the feather off the couch to the floor. "Oh great! I can't pick it up if I want but my anger can move stuff?"
Inuyasha felt the soft breeze of spiritual power and saw the feather move. "Kagome?" He whispered. Souta looked up at him with tears still running freely down his pale cheeks. "Inuyasha...?" The boy sounded so hopeful and he realized he mirrored the child’s emotion to the point he would think a small breeze was Kagome. "It's nothing Souta. I'm sorry." The boy's face fell and he buried himself back into Inuyasha’s robe. Kagome are you still here? Are you roaming the earth like Kikyo? The thought almost cut his fragile tether against his sobs and he resigned himself to just hold the hurt boy.
Kagome's mother walked into the room and laid her hand on his shoulder. "Souta go wash your hands for dinner. I need to speak to Inuyasha." Her son stood and walked up the stairs without a fight.
Inuyasha followed Mrs. Higurashi into the kitchen and watched as the woman tried to dish food with shaking hands. "First things first, did you two fight?" She was desperately fighting her tears. "No, she said she wasn't feeling well so she wanted to come home." Her mother nodded and turned to face him. "Did she seem depressed?" He shook his head, "just tired." He added. She nodded almost to herself. "I didn't notice how upset she was either. She came home and said she wanted to take a bath and needed to study. She even played a game with Souta." Tears freed themselves and ran down her face. Her gaze found his as she read his inner thoughts, "don't blame yourself."
"I..." He bit his lip afraid of what he'd reveal. "I failed her." His bangs covered his eyes, trying to conserve his dignity. "I promised to protect her and I failed her." His voice broke and he stopped. "We never knew we would have to protect her from herself. She was so happy and loving..." Her mother trailed off on a hiccupped sob. "I have to tell the others." He said quietly. Her hand gripped his wrist gently, "will you be back?" Her tone was almost begging. "Yes, tomorrow." He turned and ran to the well house, Kagome's spirit right behind him.
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