InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dreaming ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

Disclaimer: When I compare my personality to those of the Inuyasha characters, I feel between Kikyou and Sesshoumaru, but nicer to an extent. Inuyasha doesn't belong to them, so Inuyasha doesn't belong to me either. It belongs to Takahashi Rumiko. (Her name looks cool in kanji)

Dreaming

Chapter 4

“Tadaima.”

Jii-chan was sitiing at the table, reading a newspaper. At my voice, he folded it up, and looked at me gravely. It looked like he was going to tell me the history of a photo frame.

“Kagome is…”

My smile faded; my heart-beat sped up. My eyes widened and my voice caught in my throat. “What? How's Nee-chan? Is she all right? What is it, Jii-chan?”

He smiled. “Oh, you've got it all wrong, Souta, It's just that, she's still asleep. She hasn't broken any bones, which is suprising. Now, as for the well, I've sealed it up nice…”

“Yes, yes,” I said, not really paying attention, “Hey, Jii-chan, is she upstairs in her room?”

“Yes, she is. Now, as I was saying…” I walked out to the hall and up the stairs. I heard Jii-chan stop suddenly with an `Oi!' in an indignant voice, and his muttering, something about ungrateful grandchildren. Nee-chan was upstairs, asleep, so he was probably referring to me. I shrugged it off. I had to see Nee-chan for myself and make my own judgement.

Kagome and I had separate rooms, which was very good. I was lucky she was not a pink-loving girl. Pink would've looked horrible in her room. It's a nice pale yellow instead. She likes bright, simplistic colours. Maybe mixing white and red isn't simplistic enough for her.

Her room is as girly as it can be. Without pictures of guys, dolls, a vanity table, or that disguisting smell of perfume in other girls' rooms that makes you want to vomit.

She has lots of music. Her taste in music is great.

My room's about the same size as hers. It's a dark, army green, and I have a bookcase with a lot of books. I like action and adventure novels most. Oh, manga's good, too.

When I got to Kagome's room, I hesitate, and then knock. There is no response. It is strange, and I don't like it. I open the door and walk in. I hear breathing. She is lying on her back, on her bed, on top of the covers. Her bag and shoes are neatly next to her bed. I approach. Her position is straight, her legs together. She looks lifeless, like a human-sized doll.

I feel sad, and I begin to become worried. Why had she not woken up yet? I feel frustrated at myself, because if I had gone down for Buyo myself, none of this would've happened, and she would be awake for me to bug her. I feel so angry.

Buyo jumps onto the bed. I hadn't heard him come in. he walks from the foot of the bed up to Kagome, and curls up next to her head.

I can't help but feel a little warm inside.

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Sorry for the long wait, I'm such a slacker. (evil grin)

But don't worry, I've finally got things a little under control now, so there MIGHT be more updates sooner (or not, whatever).

 

The story might speed up too, I dunno. But don't expect a rehash of the story.