InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Blue ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

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A.N. I hope that you guys like it-and THIS IS NOT AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE!!

 

 

Blue

 

 

Chapter 7: Glances

Shippo looked back towards the direction his father had gone, wondering what could have happened to make him so upset.

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Kagome stared at the crinkled note held in her hand, repeating the words over in her mind, recalling the heartbreak she felt all over again as she wrote them, remembering it as if it were yesterday.

She felt the burning in her eyes, berating her heart as she made them go away while telling herself that this was a time for celebration, not mourning.

She placed the note back where it came from, staring at it a moment longer before turning around, casting a brief glance towards her daughter, and making her way out the door, leaving it cracked so she could hear when Sachiko woke from her slumber.

Kagome walked slowly down the pale yellow halls. She stopped at the stairs, resting her hand on the wooden railing. Glancing over her shoulder she looked in the direction her brother's room was. Swallowing hard she turned on her toes quietly, walking stealthily towards the closed door.

She stopped upon reaching the wood, raising her hand cautiously towards the golden colored handle; almost as if she were afraid it would jump at her. She swallowed hard again as her hand came to rest on the cold metal, twisting it slowly, listening to a small squeak echo down the hall as metal scraped against metal, clicking as the door was finally opened.

Pushing slowly, the hinges on the wood groaned, protesting in the movement, causing Kagome to pause before continuing to push the door open, squeezing her head into the quiet room when enough room could be provided.

The room looked the same as it always had with few minor adjustments. Pushing the door open fully Kagome walked in quietly, her eyes instantly being attracted to the shelf dedicated to the awards Sota had won over the years. She approached the wooden shelf slowly, stopping when she had reached the dashing collection of gold and silver, strewn with cloths hanging from a metal hand or foot. She lifted her finger slowly, running the digit lightly over the shining trophies and ribbons he'd won. She felt pride run through her body at all the accomplishments her brother had achieved.

Smiling while her eyes scanned the room a last time Kagome turned and made her way back into the hallway, closing the door soundlessly behind her so not to wake Sachiko with the noise.

Miyome stood in the kitchen, watching the kettle of tea brew with unseeing eyes. That was how Kagome found her as she walked into the room, taking in the decorations littering the wall, making note of new and old ornaments.

“Mama,” Kagome called out to Miyome, trying to redirect her attention.

“Oh! Kagome. I didn't hear you come in dear,” Miyome told Kagome spinning to face her while wringing her hands in the floral designed apron partly in drying them and trying to keep her emotions under hold.

Kagome stared at her mother quietly letting no emotions shine through her eyes. Waving a hand in the direction of the kitchen table she plastered on her fake over-the-top smile.

“Come, sit! We'll discuss what has been going on,” she told her mother merrily, knowing that Miyome could see right through her mask.

“But the-”

“Nonsense. Don't worry about it; I'll take care of everything.” Kagome said, cutting her mother's protest off short.

Looking at her daughter strangely Miyome hesitantly sat in one of the wooden chairs, her posture stiff even after she had been seated.

Kagome smiled nonchalantly at her mother before turning and making her way to the stove, turning the heat off and taking the boiling kettle off the stove.

“You wish to know what happened before,” Kagome told her mother more then asked, her back turned as she poured two cups of tea, one for herself and one for her mother.

Miyome said nothing as Kagome talked to her, afraid that she would ruin something if she did.

“I ran,” Kagome told her mother, not facing the woman, too afraid that she would see the raw anguish etched on her pale face. “I ran from it all. The hurt, the lies. I wanted so badly to just live and not think of any of it, but deep in my heart, I knew. I knew that that was all they would ever be. Lies. I couldn't take it. And so I ran.”

Miyome continued to sit in the chair quietly, trying to interpret all the riddles her child was throwing at her.

Kagome sighed, lowering her head as she leaned with her hip on the kitchen counter, still keeping her back to her mother.

“I don't think that I could live with myself if I didn't run. It wasn't until later that I found out about Sachiko.” Kagome told her mother, defeat lacing her voice.

“I wanted to prove to the word that I could do something on my own without having to depend on someone.” She started, “I guess that when Grandpa died it finally pushed me off the edge. I was going to tell you-about Sachiko-but before I could Grandpa died and I couldn't stand it any longer. I wanted to start fresh, wanted to leave behind the life I had, and I did.”

Tears slowly leaked down Kagome's face.

“But I couldn't stop missing you, and I was so angry at myself,” Kagome said, turning to Miyome after her statement, letting her mother see the utter defeat in her eyes.

“I'm so sorry Mama.”

“Kagome,” Miyome uttered speechlessly.

Smiling Kagome waved her mother off. “It's not that big of a deal, I'm just glad that I decided to come. I really did need to see you.” She paused. “It was too long.”

Miyome smiled while nodding her head gently. “Yes,” she told Kagome, “Way too long.”

The women smiled at each other before laughing. Taking the kettle over to her mother, Kagome tossed a tea bag to her.

Both women sat in the kitchen, drinking tea while talking, completely happy and content.

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Inuyasha lay passively in his room, his body hanging lazily over his bed while he thought of what he could do. He felt a bit childish from his actions moment earlier, telling himself that he wasn't a pup and he didn't need to be stomping out of rooms.

Rubbing his face with his hand, Inuyasha sighed.

`I'm not normally like this,' he thought to himself. `Gods what's wrong with me.'

Sitting up Inuyasha threw his legs over the bed.

`Whatever the hell is wrong with me I need to get over it,' he told himself. `I won't sulk for any reason.'

Placing his concealment spell on, Inuyasha got up from his bed sluggishly.

“I've got to get out and do something,” he muttered to himself, grabbing his shoes from the floor and slipping them on.

Inuyasha made his way to the door, opening it as quietly as he could, not bothering to shut it. Inuyasha tip-toed to the end of the hallway, being careful not to make a single sound in fear that his brother or Shippo would hear him.

“And where do you think you are going, little brother?”

Jumping, Inuyasha spun around to face his brother, one of his eyebrows raised in question.

“I'm going out,” Inuyasha replied shortly. “Not that it's any of your business.”

Sesshomaru continued to stare at his brother, not saying a word, the only indication that he was curious was by the raise in his eyebrow.

“Where,” Sesshomaru asked emotionlessly.

“Out,” Inuyasha told him, not waiting for a reply as he turned to continue making his way to the front door.

“Yes well don't do any thing stupid,” he heard Sesshomaru say to his back before he reached the door.

“Do I ever?” Inuyasha asked, not giving Sesshomaru time to answer him as he left the house, closing the door more naturally than he had in the past few days.

Sesshomaru sighed to the empty hallway.

“Why do I get stuck having to keep up with him?”

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Kagome waved goodbye to her mother from her place at the top of the stairs, Sachiko imitating her movements enthusiastically with a wave of her own. Miyome smiled at the pair while waving a brief wave of her own. Miyome watched as Kagome turned, ready to make her long way down the flight of stairs.

Smiling to herself Miyome let her body rest against the door frame, watching the back of her daughter disappear, glad that she had the heart to heart conversation with her earlier. Sighing she let her body be dragged into the house by her feet, closing the door softly behind her.

Miyome made her way to the kitchen, pausing in the hallway as a thought came to her.

“I wonder when Sota will be home.”

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Sachiko looked up at her mother from her place on the ground.

“Mommy do we have to go home?” she asked pensively, shining her puppy dog eyes at her mother.

Kagome looked at Sachiko, a slightly amused look dancing across her face.

"Oh and what was it you had in mind that we do?" she asked, humoring the child.

Sachiko made a point to place a single digit by the corner of her mouth as though she were thinking of an idea.

"We could always go to the park," she suggested quickly, telling Kagome that the idea had been on her mind for quite some time now.

"We could," Kagome said, letting her last word hang in the air, telling Sachiko silently that she wasn't giving in so easily.

"Yeah it would be lots of fun," Sachiko added in an absent-minded voice even as her bones trembled at the thought of the rough playing and her muscles tensed in preparation to see how far she could push herself again.

"Yes but I bet more then anything you would be fast asleep by the time we even made it to the park," Kagome told Sachiko with a pitch in her voice, the one that mothers used knowing that they were right.

"Nuh-uh!" Sachiko argued, her pride bruised that her mother would make such accusations about her sleeping habits.

"Besides," Sachiko told her mother, "I already had a nap."

"Yes, well it was one that was interrupted and I don't think that an interrupted nap counts as a real nap," Kagome countered to Sachiko, satisfied in the way she ruffled the little girl's feathers.

"I will not!" Sachiko protested loudly, her grip on her mother's hand almost becoming painfully tight.

"Sachiko not so tightly," Kagome scolded lightly, no real anger detected in her voice.

"Sorry," Sachiko muttered almost inaudibly, her whole frame reflecting her upset.

Kagome felt a twist in her heart at seeing her daughter looking so dejected.

'I don't spoil her.' She had to remind herself internally as she finally sighed and looked down at her daughter--who was now concentrating more on the descending steps than her--her whole being slumped in defeat.

Bending down Kagome scooped up Sachiko in her arms, knowing how devastated she was at not going to the park by the way the hung lifelessly on her arm and shoulder, her head hanging limply on her collar bone.

"Tell you what," Kagome started to her unresponsive daughter, “we'll go to the park, and if you're asleep when we get there then we're just going to have to go tomorrow, but if you're awake then I'll let you go and play."

Sachiko looked at her mother with a hopeful face.

"Really?" She asked timidly, hardly containing her excitement in her voice.

Kagome smiled brightly at her daughter.

"Really," she said, a laugh leaking out at her child's antics.

"Hurray!" Sachiko exclaimed, hugging her mother tightly--but not too tight--around the neck.

"Now do you want to walk the rest of the way or do you want me to carry you?" Kagome asked Sachiko after her excitement had dimmed.

"Umm..." Sachiko started, thinking hard of all the pros and cons of being carried the rest of the way.

"I think that I want you to carry me," she told Kagome seriously, making it very hard for the adult to carry a straight face.

"Aye, Aye Captain," Kagome said, saluting with her right hand, her left resting under Sachiko's bottom as she held her against her chest.

Sachiko giggled at her mother's antics.

"Hey mommy?" Sachiko asked suddenly, a questioning look crossing over her face.

"Yes?" Kagome said with a slight tilt in her head, letting Sachiko know nonverbally that she had her attention.

"When is the next time you'll sing in front of all those people?"

Kagome looked thoughtful for a moment.

"Well you heard you heard just as I had this morning, it should be sometime around the end of this month. I think maybe a little earlier," Kagome told Sachiko after a moment of silence.

"Why?" she countered to Sachiko, wondering why Sachiko suddenly popped the question on her.

"I was just wondering," Sachiko told her mother nonchalantly.

Kagome looked off in the distance for a second, a gazed look glossing over her eyes.

"I think I'm going to have to go in some time starting this week and work on rehearsal," she said off-handedly.

"Can I go with you?" Sachiko asked.

Kagome looked at her daughter, a smile lighting her face.

"I don't see why not," she told Sachiko, delighted in the look of happiness dancing across Sachiko's face.

"Besides," Kagome added, "don't I always take you with me?"

Sachiko smiled more brightly at her mother.

"Yeah you do, but I always ask, just to make sure."

Kagome laughed at that comment, finding her daughter's personality perfect with hers.

"Yes you always do don't you."

Finally descending to the final step of the grand ancient stairs Kagome turned to her left, making her and Sachiko's way to the park, knowing all along that Sachiko would fall asleep.

Not even halfway there Kagome felt the weight of Sachiko almost double slowly as her head lolled to her collar bone, signaling that Sachiko had fallen sound asleep on her shoulder, even through all the loud noises of the busy Tokyo streets.

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Inuyasha continued to make his way down the extra crowded streets of Tokyo, wondering where he wanted to go.

`Where oh where does this little dog want to go?' he mused silently to himself as his concealed ears twitched in every which way, picking up the loud sounds of trucks and cars rushing to get whereever they were going, honking in protest to other cars. The fumes burned his nose as the laughter of people and crying of children reached his ears.

`I know,' he finally decided, `I can go to the park, just watch some people and relax.'

Changing his direction slightly to the right, Inuyasha made his way in a moderate, well paced, speed to the park.

`Yeah, I'll go to the park.'

People pushed and shoved him as he made his way to the park, making him irritated.

`Stupid humans.' he thought to himself as one particular human elbowed him hard in the ribs.

He sighed in satisfaction as the park came into view over the horizon, his shoulders sagging in relief at the very thought of getting off his feet, and his face losing the scowl at knowing that no one else would elbow him in any part of his body.

“Finally,” he mumbled to himself as he sat down on one of the benches located just outside the park, slightly surprised that it was empty.

He watched as people walked past him, both on his side of the street and the other. He watched as cars sped past him, and children crying on their mother or father's shoulder in protest at not being allowed to go to the park. All in all Inuyasha sat quietly on the park bench, letting his mind wander.

A sudden scent tickled at his nose, making him scrunch up his face trying to get the feeling away, but still the smell persisted. Not being able to take it anymore, Inuyasha scrunched his nose up one more time, breathing in a gulp of air, and doubling over in one of the most overpowering sneezes that had ever assaulted him.

With his head bent down, Inuyasha breathed in a breath of air before his whole body froze.

`No.'

Breathing in again, with his head still held down, Inuyasha thought he was losing it.

`It can't be.'

Raising his head slowly Inuyasha peeked through his black tresses, uncertainty coursing through his veins.

He felt his breath leave his body in a punch of shock as he saw a single figure standing across the street, looking in the direction of the park.

Inuyasha just stared, afraid that if he blinked the image he was seeing would disappear.

He watched as she turned her head, raising her shoulder before letting it drop back down to its original position, slightly jarring the figure hanging on her shoulder. Inuyasha felt as if his world would come crashing down on him as he noticed the child sleeping peacefully on her shoulder for the first time.

Trying to swallow the lump that had worked its way tightly in his throat, Inuyasha placed his hand slowly on the bench edge, gripping his fingers tightly into the wood.

A honk sounded though the streets before a moving truck zoomed by, blocking his view of the girl.

Eyes going wide, Inuyasha stood quickly.

No one was there. The spot where the girl and child had just stood moments before was now flocked with people moving in a continuous flow.

Falling to his knees in the middle of the sidewalk, Inuyasha continued to stare at the now empty spot.

`No.'

Hanging his head Inuyasha hunched his shoulders in defeat. No one paid attention to the strange man standing in the street as he wallowed in his own pity, they continued to walk on their way, ignoring him as they passed.

Inuyasha closed his eyes painfully.

“Kagome.”

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