InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Four Seasons ❯ Chapter 1

This is just a strange little piece that I shot off after watching the third Inuyasha movie and listening to the song Four Seasons, the latter of which I've convinced myself is about Izayoi and Inu-papa-err, I mean, the Inu no Taisho.

Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Her Greatness, Rumiko Takahashi.

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Four Seasons

They met on a spring morning, and fell in love at sunset, when the diminishing rays of daylight blazed in the golden eyes that pierced her like a sword. And when night had fallen, the gentle moon was reflected in her silky hair, silver twining with melancholy ebony, a sight which would tame the wildness of those fiery yellow eyes, giving them a peace that had never before lived within their depths.

Their spring had been passionate and restless, but the summer that followed was serene, with many a lazy afternoon passed in comfortable silence. Touch was no longer shy and uncertain, but familiar and sure. Embraces were warm as the days themselves, and they knew and understood each other better than anyone could ever think possible for two so different - he, a proud and powerful taiyoukai who had conquered the Western Lands; she, a frail and tender human who had conquered a demon's heart.

In autumn they were discovered by his people, and for the first time the Lord of the Western Lands knew fear. His fear for her drove a rift between them that not even their difference in blood could match, and they spent the winter apart.

But that season of sorrow was too much for them to endure, for their souls had been bound together far more tightly than they had realized. Not long before the leaves returned to the trees, they found their way back to each other. And as the flowers of their second spring blossomed in the fields a new life bloomed within her.

That year was the saddest and most beautiful one he had known in all his centuries of life. He watched, never far away, as the seed he had planted grew and the human he loved glowed with something that even he in his great wisdom could recognize and yet not fully comprehend. That glow stayed in his mind and heart as he journeyed to his demise.

Snowflakes mingled with the tears that fell upon his remains at the closing of that bittersweet year. Only a few winters later, they danced sadly amidst the tears that fell upon her body, tears shed by the one precious thing that linked her to the love she had lost.