InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Vow ❯ Day Four ( Chapter 13 )

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((smacks Miroku)MIR: OWW! Lady authoress why the hell did you do that?
Me: for rubbing off on me!
MIR: oooo you groped somebody?
ME: no...but I was sitting next to my step brother's hot best friend and..forget what I just said..ok well I can tell some of you are getting bored with the story, but don't! It will go back to it's glory! just needed to take a frustration break(High school, guys, Homework, guys, clubs, guys, keeping in touch with friends, eying hotties from distances, oh and did I mention guys?) Yep I'm obsessed but seeing as Miroku isn't real and as my own Hiroaki doesn't exist or only sees me as a friend(DAMNIT!) I have nothing better to do than drool...or write...yeah I should do that shouldn't I?...I think I'm hyper...the thing about that is-I don't get hyper! but I am now! And don't worry, I'm doing a first, instead of skipping ahead a few hours, I'm skipping a day! So now welcome to day number 4! As for "Will they ever kiss?" i only have one thing to say (sigh) god I hope so.

DISCLAMER: I own nothing but the shoebox in which I keep my Miroku shrine-HEY! GIVE THAT BACK! YOUR NOT SUPPOSED TO LOOK AT THAT! DAMNIT MONK!!DON'T YOU HAVE ENOUGH BRUISES!

BROKEN VOW

chapter thirteen: Day four

Inuyasha felt nervous. He sat in his rooms just staring out his window, not looking at anything in particular. Just out the window as the rain poured down them. Only one thought crossed his mind while he sat and stared. Today was day number four. The day Kagome was to show up. The day Yuta would be taken away. The day his daughter would be ripped from his life. Inuyasha's heart sunk. He hadn't even known the girl for more than a couple days, and he already loved her. Like he was always supposed to. It was Yuta's smiling face that had brought back the smile upon his own. She, like Kagome had that effect on people. It was almost contagious. Even the servants around the castle could be heard gossiping about the girl's liveliness. Not to mention she was brave and strong and, like him, didn't take crap from anybody. How could he not love someone so perfect, so like him, but then nothing close. Now that he had glimpsed this much of the girl he couldn't bear to let go. 'If only Kagome would see things my way for once. Maybe she would see how much I love Yuta, and that I would never break her heart. Maybe she would see that I love both my daughter and the woman who bore her.'

Inuyasha slowly stood up and laggard over to the desk in the other room. He sat down behind it's mohagany surface and then gradually slid open one of it's drawers. He pressed the bottom of the drawer and up popped a compartment. Something gold glinted as the light reached it's dusty surface. Slowly he pulled it out chain and all. A sad small graced his face as his clawed hands smoothed off the dust of the golden heart shaped locket. It was rather old and dirty but it still shinned through in the sunlight. He delicately pried a claw between the gap clicked it open. He smiled again. Inside were two pictures. One of himself, fangs bared, eyebrows furrowed, perparing to attack the camera and the other of a worried Kagome trying to keep him from doing so. Not that he knew what a camera was then. All he knew was that Kagome had pushed him in an outside closet to avoid her friends, and that a bright flashing light kept blinking at them. Of course he had thought it was a demon, though why Kagome had to sit him was beyond reason.(A/N another spoiler, from 2nd movie, very funny pic!) Inuyasha stared longingly into Kagome's picture. If only he could see it once more. Not worried, not angry, not loathing, just with a smile. One that Yuta had said she had never seen before. The way she used to look. 'What am I doing?' he asked himself, slumping down into the chair. 'why am I just sitting here thinking about Kagome? Why am I not doing anything? Why can't I do anything?'

-knock- A timid knock at the door caused the hanyou's ears to twitch and look up. At the door stood Yuta. His Yuta, his daughter. She smiled uncertainly and waved. Inuyasha chuckled and motioned for her to come closer. With a quick pace Yuta walked over to her father and then sat down on the chair across from him. "Hi," she said.

"Morning." They sat in silence for about a minuet.

Yuta didn't know what was going on. She searched around for something to say, but found nothing. "Um Inuyasha?" she conveyed. "What's wrong? I mean, you look like someone just beat you up with a baseball bat or something. Why are you so depressed?"

Inuyasha sighed. He stood and then looked into Yuta's golden eyes. "Yuta do you like it here?"

Yuta felt taken aback. That tone in his voice, it was like the night when they had first met. Not the anger, or hate, it was the hurt and sorrow and it made Yuta squirm. She didn't like it, not at all. "What? Of course I do! I love it here. I mean it's unlike anywhere I've ever been to, it's like my home away from home. Why?"

Inuyasha shrugged. "Do you like it here with me and Shippo?"

Yuta nodded. She did. She loved it here, as she said. Something about the air here, the fact that she knew who she was, the fact that she finally knew her father, it freed her. She felt carefree. This was home. Now if only she could put that into words. "Why Inuyasha, what's up?"

Inuyasha looked back at her. His eyes were the most saddened she had ever seen, they almost caused her to cry. "Yuta...Kagome is coming later today to get you."

Yuta's eyes widend in shock. She stood up in a rush, causing the chair behind her to topple over. "WHAT?!" she shrieked. "No! I love it here! I want to stay here! I want to stay with you Inuyasha! I still don't even know you! She can't take me away now! I don't want to go home! Not now anyway, I mean for once in my life I have real friends and-and I've finally met you! I've waited my entire life to meet you! She can't take me back!" Yuta cried out, the angry tears begining to form in her eyes. She sunk her head down and wiped them away, bitterly. 'No I won't cry.' she ordered herself. 'You will not cry. Not now' But just the thought of losing what she had worked so hard to get, and just have it ripped out of her hands, terrified her. 'And what about Hiroaki?' What would happen to the guy if she went to the future and he stayed in the past? 'I mean there are such things as long distance relationships but this was a little to big of a distance.' She would never see him again. The very thought caused her to cry even harder. Yuta felt something warm wrap around her and she gave a small gasp. Her father was holding her. Yuta leaned into his warm embrace and cried into haori. "I don't wanna go" she mumbled into his clothes.

Inuyasha nodded. He didn't want her gone either. But there was nothing he could really do anymore. He felt as if all of his power all of his pride was lost, all because of this one little girl. He held her comfortingly, even though he felt no comfort himself. Inuyasha smelt her tears cease and then heard a faint hiccup. He pulled away and then took her right hand palm up and placed the locket in the center of it. Yuta looked up beadily and questioningly.

Inuyasha swallowed at the lump in his throat and then said, "Your mother gave that to me long ago. I always treasured it, and I want you to have it now."

Yuta felt like crying again. She looked down to the simple locket and then clicked it open. She gave out a combination between a hiccup, laugh, and sob. Inside were what had to be the most horrible/hilarious pictures taken. Inuyasha was on the left with a fierce, attacking picture, and her mother was younger and wore a worried surprized expression. Yuta looked back up to her father and swallowed hard. "Inuyasha, I can't accept this-You said it yourself that you treasured it. I couldn't possibly take something that you kept for fifteen and a half years."

Inuyasha snorted. "You might as well. I kept you from your mother who treasured you for fifteen years..."

Yuta reached out and touched his arm. "You didn't keep me from her, I chose to stay here Inuyasha. And if I was to go through all of this again, I would most likely do every thing that I did over the past few days over, that includes that horrible training you forced me through yesterday."

Inuyasha smiled, his eyes sheilded by his silver bangs. "Really?"

Yuta smiled and thought one thing. 'Actually I would've kissed Hiroaki a long time ago...but I don't think Inuyasha would really like to know that...' She nodded reasuringly and said, "Yes, Everything."

The stood in a slightly awkward silence. Yuta stared down to her shoes. "Inuyasha?"

"Hm?"

"Do you know when mom will get here?"

Inuyasha shook his head. "No I don't, but when your mother sets her mind to something she'll stick to it."

Yuta gave him a slightly fake smile. "Well I guess that means we still have a couple hours together, neh?"

Inuyasha nodded.

"You want to go for a walk then? The rain seems to have lightened up." she asked unsurely.

Inuyasha smiled and nodded again, turning out of the room and down the hall with Yuta at his side. They stepped out into a rain speckled lavish garden and Yuta watched intently at the deep sorrow buried deep into her father's eyes. Yuta wrenched her eyes away at he sight. She couldn't stand to watch him like this. He flashed her a small smile and she returned it, on the verge of tears once more. 'Oh, Inuyasha how can I leave you alone now that we've found out what we've both been missing'
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR LEAVING?" shrieked Shippo and Rin together. The four sat around the library(A/N Inu...library...why doesn't that sound right...?) around late afternoon. They had been sprawled out on certain cushions, just reading and chatting. But after Yuta grudgingly gave them the news, the two adults had jumped up flinging papers and scrolls everywhere. Yuta nodded and desprately tried to keep her gaze away from Hiroaki. Hiroaki hadn't said anything. He couldn't. His voice seemed to be lost somewhere deep within his throat. 'She's leaving...?' the statement kept repeating in his mind. 'No it can't be, she-she can't leave me...'

"Why?" asked Rin, trying to decipher if this was just some cruel joke.

Yuta looked down to the wooden floors. "Mom's coming to get me. I guess she started out the night I got here. She-she wants me back."

Shippo shook his head causing his crimson hair to wave wildly. "That doesn't sound like Kagome at all" he said bluntly.

Yuta shook her head. "Not the one you know. Mom's different now...she's not happy..."

"So she has to make you suffer as well?" Rin asked wide eyed. Yuta couldn't explain the feeling in her gutt now. It was the most strongest form of miseary she had ever felt. Her heart was heavy and deep regret was starting to eat away at her soul. She regreated everything she had taken for granted. That she would never get to know Rin, that she would never be able to use Shippo as a sort of older brother, but mainly two things troubled her most, and that was her father and Hiroaki. Would she ever see them again? The two men she loved more than anything else? Even if she hadn't even known them for a full week, she had developed such strong feelings for the both of them. It was then that she noticed that Hiroaki was eerily silent. She walked around the two young adults and over to the boy. She knelt down next to him and gently lifted his chin so that he could face her. His violet eyes almost held the same look her father's had. You could see the emotions swirling within his dark irises. Hiroaki lifted up a hand and took her hand in his. He stood up still holding onto her wrist and led them both out of the library, leaving behind a mess of books and two confused twenty year olds.

Hiroaki led Yuta into an unused room. It was stone and had large windows facing the clouded western herizon. The ruby sun was slowy sinking behind it and caused a pink light to light the room. Hiroaki let go of her wrist and then turned to the door and locked it(A/N hehe I think he's learning) He turned around to face Yuta. Her features were excenuated by the light of the sunset and her eyes matched the glow of the herizon. She looked beautiful. "Yuta," he spoke, his voice craking slightly. Yuta nodded and sat down on a low bench. She reached out a hand for him to take and he smiled as he took her silky hand into his own. He sat down next to her but the words, the words he had been dying to say for the past few days, just wouldn't come out. "Yuta, I don't want you to go." he struggled out.

Yuta fought off the tears welling up in her eyes. "I don't want to go either Hiroaki."

Hiroaki shook his head and then looked down to his right hand. He needed to tell her. "Yuta, a long time ago, my great grandfather was placed with a generational curse. That means that it would pass down from generation to generation until a decendent were to kill the one who placed the curse. Father broke it, about nine months before I was born and when I was born , I had a small scar in the exact place where the wind tunnel should have been. It of course was innactive but then it does have it's own power. Your the first person I've ever told this to. Yuta, when I have a dream about something, something important, my scar will hurt."

Yuta was taken aback. What?! Did this mean that Hiroaki was cursed? But How? Miroku beat the curse long ago. Maybe this was nothing to worry about. "Hiroaki, What are you trying to tell me?"

Hiroaki swallowed the lump in his throat. "Yuta, every time my hand hurts it means trouble. That something bad is going to happen. And-and a couple nights ago I was dreaming about you and it hurt worse than ever. I'm afraid that if you do leave and are out of my protection, or your father's, that something horrible may happen."

The seriousness in his voice sent shivers up her spine. 'No this is not a good day.' she thought. Yuta looked back into Hiroaki's beautiful violet eyes and felt like crying. How could she ever leave those? "Hiroaki" she hushed. "Why do you care so much? Why do you care about me? I really don't know what to say about this whole scar thing, but maybe it was a fluke or something-but it's just-Why?"

Hiroaki looked down to the floor as he spoke. "I don't want to lose you Yuta. Your the closest friend I've ever had."

Yuta's heavy heart sunk even farther. 'He only thinks of us as friends.' she thought. But then another, happier thought crossed her mind. "You-you dream about me?"

Hiroaki smiled a real smile, but his eyes were still sad. "All the time." he assured her.

Yuta smiled as her stomach gave a small lurch. She picked up Hiroaki's right hand, palm up, and delicately traced her fingers over the scar. It was more like a birth mark than a scar really. "Hiroaki," she told him. "I'll be fine. You don't need to worry about me, I can take care of myself."

Hiroaki's long fingers inclosed over her own. Yuta's dark gold met his rich blue. "I can't help it." he whispered. The distance between them was rapidly dissapating. Yuta's breathing grew heavier. "H-Hiroaki" she studdered as his breath caressed her cheek.

"Yuta."

And with that, Yuta closed her eyes as Hiroaki's lips finally met her own. A fleeting sensation fled through out all of her nerves, from head to toe. Her heart skipped a beat and soared at the same time. Her stomach held that floating feeling she had gotten so used to over the past few days, only this time it was multiplied by a hundred. Hiroaki's lips were so soft and gentle upon her own, the way a first kiss should be. It seemed to last forever, yet ended too soon. Yuta slowly cracked her eyes open as she felt Hiroaki press his head against her own. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," he said in that same hushed voice, almost like he was afraid to ruin the moment. "Yuta, I like you more than you'll ever understand. A billion times more than any friend I ever had. You are the most precious thing in my life. I couldn't stand to lose you to the future. I-I want you so badly it hurts, I need you."

Hiroaki's hand was slowly trailing down her back, but Yuta caught it before it could fufill it's mission. She intangled her finger with his and then pulled him into another earth-shattering kiss, this one a little more powerful than the last. She wraped her arms around his neck and said after they broke for air, "I need you too, Hiroaki. I feel exactly how you do. Your the only guy who's ever made me feel like this." she admitted.

Hiroaki smiled, forgetting everything and his hand gently stroked here face. He was about to lean in for another taste of her sweet lips when a block of dim light entered the now twilight darkened room. There stood none other than Hiroaki's own younger twin brother and sister, Euiko and Eizan, a key in Euiko's hand. The couple watched as Eizan stared wided eyed, jaw hanging, and as Euiko blushed and turned around to face the ground. 'Oh how embarressing.' she thought as she watched them not pull apart, only have Hiroaki tighten his grip upon Yuta. She turned to her twin, but only to see a sly grin etching his face. Euiko frowned ahd smacked him upside the head, her face still beet red. Yuta looked at them puzzled. "Euiko, Eizan, what are you doing here?"

Euiko still stared at the floors, pretending to find something of intrest in them. "I, um, me and the rest of the family came to, uh, visit. Took Kirara you know, we um flew. Um Yuta do you mind coming with me? Your father wants to see you."

Yuta nodded and leaned her forhead onto Hiroaki's. "I gotta go," she whispered to him.

Hiroaki shook his head. "No, I don't want you to,"

Yuta smiled. "I know you don't, but I have to." she gave him a swift peck on the lips and gave him a 'see you later' glance. Yuta stood up and left with Euiko, a small skip in her step and humming a happy tune.

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"So," Euiko started timidly. "Um what happened between you and that brother of mine, my dear Yuta?"

Yuta just blushed and stared straight ahead, determined not to make eye contact. Yuta desprately tried to wipe the silly smile off her face. 'Why can't I stop smiling?!' she asked herself gidily. She needed to get rid of it before she saw her father, who knew what might happen? Her smile only widened as if a perfect anwser to her friend's question, before taking a hand and brushing her fingers against the tingle that still lay upon her lips. Yuta still could not believe it. "That, my dear Euiko is none of your business. But lets just say I just experenced something so utterily breath taking."

Euiko smiled and just shrugged. She led Yuta up the stairs and into Yuta's own wing, but instead of turning to Yuta's bedroom door, Euiko walked down past it and to the next room. She motioned for Yuta to follow. Yuta did, though she was now very much confused and even more so when Euiko wrapped her arms around Yuta in a hug. "I hope things go well for you, Yuta. I'm gonna miss you."

Just then Yuta finally processed what Euiko meant and as she was thrown into the room she was met by none other than the arms of her mother. Yuta's cheeriness soon ezaporated almost as soon as she had recieved it. Yuta felt her mother grab her by the arms and push her back, as if to inspect her. "Oh Yuta! Are you hurt? Did something happen? I missed you soo much! Don't worry this'll all be settled soon-Yuta? What is it? Why do you look so pale?"

Yuta pulled herself out of her mother's arms. She stubbornly crossed her own and then glared at the woman that was to pull her away from everything she loved. Kagome froze when the harsh glare met her. She had never seen something like that from admit from her daughter's gorgous eyes. "Yuta?"

Yuta's scowl only depend. "How could you keep me from him!?" she screamed. "Why would you do such a thing?! What made you want to keep a child from her father?!" Her hands now shook at her side as she released every emotion that she had felt over the past few days. "Why did you leave?! Why did you break Inuyasha's heart like that? He's not at all horrible! Yes he's stubborn and over-protective but he's still so loving! And you kept me from him for fourteen years?"

A small train of tears wound down her face. "I'm not going back with you, I'm NOT!" Yuta huffed turning her back to her Kagome, letting her angry tears flow. Kagome felt her heart pratically break. Yuta had fallen in love with her father(A/N family love! not what I feel for Miroku, or what Anj. feels for Inu). Kagome's old fears came back to her. 'I was afraid she to would forget about me.' Kagome out streched a hand to grasp onto her daughter's shoulder but Yuta shook it away. She turned to face her mother, her eyes burning with tears and fury. "Where's Inuyasha?" she asked churlishly.

Kagome felt the tears well up in the back of her eyes. 'She hates me' she thought horribly. Before Kagome could anwser, the door behind them burst open. There, long silver hair veiling his face, amber eyes gleaming, chest pumping, stood Inuyasha. Kagome froze. She stared at him in disbelief. Emotions wrenched through her gutt. 'He looks almost the same...'

Inuyasha just stared at Kagome. His heart beat excellerating to the point where it seemed it might burst. His brain was flooded with millions of the thoughts. Every emotion that he had ever experienced fled through him. He gazed at the woman who seems to have only grown in beauty over the years. Her deep azure eyes were sad and brimming with deep emotions that he could not entirely place. 'She's here,' it seemed that was the only thing he could think of. 'Is she really here?'

Yuta watched the intensity between her two parents, flabbergasted. Why wasn't there any fighting or something? Didn't they hate each other? But in the midst of these awful thoughts Yuta couldn't help but notice what a match her parents made. Like they were a puzzle that had been broken for so long and had longed to reunite. The look of longing held in both their eyes didn't disprove matters, only increased her hunch. "They looked meant for each other" she whispered out loud, causing both of her parents to break their gaze and look to her.

Inuyasha cleared his throat as best he could, but only found it to be as dry as dust. "Yuta go to bed." he ordered her. Yuta glanced at both of them before slowly making her way to the door. With one last glance at the two, wondering which one she would decide her fate she stepped out into the hall. Inuyasha walked over to the door and closed it tightly. He turned around and found his eyes automatically locked onto Kagome's. He found himself frozen to the very spot. He couldn't do anything but stare into her deep caverous eyes. He finally managed to breath out one thing. "Kagome..."

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