InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Being Normal ❯ Answers ( Chapter 7 )
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By: lettheinkbleed 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.26.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 301 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.26.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 301 | Status: Work In Progress
Rumiko Takahashi still owns them all… grr… Again just so everyone knows, I’m not well versed in Japanese religion so I’m kind of making this up as I go… Only thing I really know about is Buddha. As for religious people, don’t get huffy by the ghost revealing the reason Kagome’s still around. The whole door and limbo thing I roughly got from the show Being human so I guess I better give them the credit!
:::ALSO::: I could NOT figure out if demonic aura was youki (or various spellings of it) but found youki was the spelling and if it’s wrong, well, sorry ahead of time! Now to continue!
Kagome’s jaw hit her chest. The door shut as she couldn’t find the strength to follow him. I have to find someone to help me. I will come back to Inuyasha if I … She rolled her eyes at the bad pun and shook her head, following the hanyou to her kitchen.
“Mrs. Higurashi.” He bowed as he entered. “Hello dear. Find anything?” He shook his head, touching his cheek softly; I thought I felt her though. “I’m sorry. How long are you planning on staying?” His dull amber eyes met her black pain filled ones. “How long do you need me?” Her smile was soft and she sighed. “You are good for Souta. You keep his mind off of all this. We are planning on cremating…” She swallowed her tears and shook once. “Cremating her tomorrow.” His face paled but he nodded. “Feel free to come with me or stay with Souta. I don’t know which would be better.” She took a shaky sip of tea.
Kagome sat; well technically she floated, in front of Inuyasha, his confession making it hard for her to leave his side. “I’ll stay as long as you need me.” He muttered giving her a weary smile. With that said Kagome heaved a sigh and floated outside. If I were another ghost where would I stay? For some reason she was drawn to her high school.
The building was empty but she could sense a few teachers mingling in the lounge and several students in the library. She took a deep breath and tried to search harder, looking for energy that wasn’t living.
“What are you doing?” A voice said behind her making her jump. She spun and found a boy staring at her. “Can… can you see me?” She asked. He tilted his head and pushed his glasses up on his nose. “Uh, yeah I can see you, why are you…” He chuckled and shook his head catching her off guard. “I see, you are new to the whole ‘I’m dead’ thing aren’t you?” She nodded. He tilted his head to an empty classroom on his right. She followed, not feeling any evil or malevolence seething from him.
He settled on the teachers desks and waved his hand to indicate any of the other desks she was free to sit on. She sat in front of him and crossed her legs. “I’m sure you have a lot of questions.” He said. She nodded and he rolled his hands over each other to encourage her to ask. “Why…” She had to pause; so many questions were rolling through her mind she couldn’t form one. “I’ll start with some frequently asked mkay?” She nodded before he continued, “first off; why am I still here? Well, either your soul had unfinished business or you are stuck in limbo because you killed yourself. Contrary to popular belief suicides don’t go straight to hell.” Kagome couldn’t stop her face from scrunching in confusion and tilting her head. “You’re a suicide aren’t you?” The brunt question made her flinch. “How can you tell?”
“Your reaction for one and for another your aura tells all.” She looked down at her hands. Aura? “All ghosts have an aura, it’s kind of like youki, but it reflects the pain, in your case, or sorrow, as in mine.”
“What happened to you, who are you?” The question slipped out before she could stop herself. He smiled, “I suppose you wouldn’t remember me. I’m Hitimo, I was a grade below you; the kid that was hit by the drunk driver.” Kagome’s eyes grew huge, “I’m sorry. I can’t believe I forgot that. I guess…” She trailed off and he smiled, “I understand.” He stared at her several more moments before she began to fidget under his gaze. “Your aura is different than most suicides I’ve met.” He tilted his head once more. “It’s almost… shaded?” He pushed his glasses up his nose and nodded as if confirming what he had said. “What’s that mean?” He shrugged, “well, it could be anything as small as a grudge to something as large as a tether on your soul.”
“Tether?”
“Could be demonic or a loved one?” He shrugged and smiled, “don’t worry so much.” She returned his smile and sighed, “so limbo?”
“Basically you are waiting on your door.” He laughed at her confused expression, “the door is how you leave limbo. They said suicides don’t get a door but I’ve seen several move on.” She nodded, “why has your door not shown up?” He sighed and his face grew sad. “I can’t forgive the man who killed me. It’s hard, I’ve been here for 5 years now,” his smile returned, “I’ll get out one day.” She nodded and gave him her brightest smile, “I have faith you will! Just believe it!” He chuckled before leveling his gaze back on her. “Not to sound like a creep but I watched you when you were in school a lot. You seemed so happy and carefree except these past couple years when you’ve been out so much. I just never pegged you as the kind to end it.” She took a deep breath, “I’m not sure what happened. Honestly I can’t remember. Every time I try I get a headache.” He looked confused, “that isn’t normal.” Panic ran through her and she felt her eyes grow wide again. “How did you end it?”
“I shot myself through the head.” He shrugged, “could be a side effect of your bullet wound; no telling. I’ll do some research for you though. Come back by tomorrow sometime.” She smiled, happy to know her questions were going to be answered fully.
She stood and walked to the door. “Oh! I meant to ask, how can I communicate with humans?” He sighed and gave her the same sad smile, “you can’t. We’re dead, they have to be psychic.” She sighed before smiling, “I’ll be back tomorrow!” He returned her smile and she walked home pondering everything she had learned. Don’t worry Inuyasha I’ll find a way to talk to you. She smiled with hope as she neared the stairs leading to the shrine, aka leading to Inuyasha. Her smile widened, he loves me!
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:::ALSO::: I could NOT figure out if demonic aura was youki (or various spellings of it) but found youki was the spelling and if it’s wrong, well, sorry ahead of time! Now to continue!
Kagome’s jaw hit her chest. The door shut as she couldn’t find the strength to follow him. I have to find someone to help me. I will come back to Inuyasha if I … She rolled her eyes at the bad pun and shook her head, following the hanyou to her kitchen.
“Mrs. Higurashi.” He bowed as he entered. “Hello dear. Find anything?” He shook his head, touching his cheek softly; I thought I felt her though. “I’m sorry. How long are you planning on staying?” His dull amber eyes met her black pain filled ones. “How long do you need me?” Her smile was soft and she sighed. “You are good for Souta. You keep his mind off of all this. We are planning on cremating…” She swallowed her tears and shook once. “Cremating her tomorrow.” His face paled but he nodded. “Feel free to come with me or stay with Souta. I don’t know which would be better.” She took a shaky sip of tea.
Kagome sat; well technically she floated, in front of Inuyasha, his confession making it hard for her to leave his side. “I’ll stay as long as you need me.” He muttered giving her a weary smile. With that said Kagome heaved a sigh and floated outside. If I were another ghost where would I stay? For some reason she was drawn to her high school.
The building was empty but she could sense a few teachers mingling in the lounge and several students in the library. She took a deep breath and tried to search harder, looking for energy that wasn’t living.
“What are you doing?” A voice said behind her making her jump. She spun and found a boy staring at her. “Can… can you see me?” She asked. He tilted his head and pushed his glasses up on his nose. “Uh, yeah I can see you, why are you…” He chuckled and shook his head catching her off guard. “I see, you are new to the whole ‘I’m dead’ thing aren’t you?” She nodded. He tilted his head to an empty classroom on his right. She followed, not feeling any evil or malevolence seething from him.
He settled on the teachers desks and waved his hand to indicate any of the other desks she was free to sit on. She sat in front of him and crossed her legs. “I’m sure you have a lot of questions.” He said. She nodded and he rolled his hands over each other to encourage her to ask. “Why…” She had to pause; so many questions were rolling through her mind she couldn’t form one. “I’ll start with some frequently asked mkay?” She nodded before he continued, “first off; why am I still here? Well, either your soul had unfinished business or you are stuck in limbo because you killed yourself. Contrary to popular belief suicides don’t go straight to hell.” Kagome couldn’t stop her face from scrunching in confusion and tilting her head. “You’re a suicide aren’t you?” The brunt question made her flinch. “How can you tell?”
“Your reaction for one and for another your aura tells all.” She looked down at her hands. Aura? “All ghosts have an aura, it’s kind of like youki, but it reflects the pain, in your case, or sorrow, as in mine.”
“What happened to you, who are you?” The question slipped out before she could stop herself. He smiled, “I suppose you wouldn’t remember me. I’m Hitimo, I was a grade below you; the kid that was hit by the drunk driver.” Kagome’s eyes grew huge, “I’m sorry. I can’t believe I forgot that. I guess…” She trailed off and he smiled, “I understand.” He stared at her several more moments before she began to fidget under his gaze. “Your aura is different than most suicides I’ve met.” He tilted his head once more. “It’s almost… shaded?” He pushed his glasses up his nose and nodded as if confirming what he had said. “What’s that mean?” He shrugged, “well, it could be anything as small as a grudge to something as large as a tether on your soul.”
“Tether?”
“Could be demonic or a loved one?” He shrugged and smiled, “don’t worry so much.” She returned his smile and sighed, “so limbo?”
“Basically you are waiting on your door.” He laughed at her confused expression, “the door is how you leave limbo. They said suicides don’t get a door but I’ve seen several move on.” She nodded, “why has your door not shown up?” He sighed and his face grew sad. “I can’t forgive the man who killed me. It’s hard, I’ve been here for 5 years now,” his smile returned, “I’ll get out one day.” She nodded and gave him her brightest smile, “I have faith you will! Just believe it!” He chuckled before leveling his gaze back on her. “Not to sound like a creep but I watched you when you were in school a lot. You seemed so happy and carefree except these past couple years when you’ve been out so much. I just never pegged you as the kind to end it.” She took a deep breath, “I’m not sure what happened. Honestly I can’t remember. Every time I try I get a headache.” He looked confused, “that isn’t normal.” Panic ran through her and she felt her eyes grow wide again. “How did you end it?”
“I shot myself through the head.” He shrugged, “could be a side effect of your bullet wound; no telling. I’ll do some research for you though. Come back by tomorrow sometime.” She smiled, happy to know her questions were going to be answered fully.
She stood and walked to the door. “Oh! I meant to ask, how can I communicate with humans?” He sighed and gave her the same sad smile, “you can’t. We’re dead, they have to be psychic.” She sighed before smiling, “I’ll be back tomorrow!” He returned her smile and she walked home pondering everything she had learned. Don’t worry Inuyasha I’ll find a way to talk to you. She smiled with hope as she neared the stairs leading to the shrine, aka leading to Inuyasha. Her smile widened, he loves me!
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