InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Gone ❯ This Reality ( Chapter 9 )
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Chapter 9
Sesshomaru's POV
As time passes for us both
I feel as if Im missing something.
I feel somethings
hidden from my knowledge.
I smell it in the halls.
I smell it when I sleep.
Its a constant haunting
and it continues to irritate
this Sesshomaru.
The constant rambling of Inuyasha
will never die.
Now he will never be silent.
He called
and now he's
getting married to Kikyo.
Never have I failed
to see this coming.
It is after all in his blood
like it is in my own
that we both have father in us.
Never would I have thought
that both of us would have
human women
as companions.
I am content with
Kagome.
I must admit that
I feel on the verge of
falling in love.
Never has my heart fell
so easily.
Never has my heart hurt
in fear of whoever
was going to come back for her.
I don't feel him any longer.
He has vanished from my lands
and only a small smell of him remains
in the small area he had never left.
The area I found some days ago
to his place of hiding.
Who is this man?
My father,
I respect him.
I honor his life
and his possessions.
I honor the fact
he saved Inuyasha
and his mother,
even though
I despise
his choice.
Now his choice
is no longer
a foolish one.
I am making that
‘foolish’ choice.
Its no foolish anymore.
Father was my hero
like any other son
would see their
father as.
He died though
and Kagome spoke of him
that one faithful day.
She never spoke of him
once since that day.
I must know what
she knows of him.
Kagome's POV
I feel him every night.
Breathing in
breathing out.
I listen to his heart every morning.
I listen to his voice when he talks.
At night we don't always
make love.
We do what ever
our hearts feel.
My nightmares
come less
and my soul feels
less heavy.
I smile at the very thought of
forever seeing the sun
and the face of Sesshomaru.
My life with Sesshomaru.
I don't want to leave him.
What if he leaves me?
What if he doesn't want me?
Never have I seen the day
where my cold son would love.
Is it true?
Does Sesshomaru love me?
It has been long since Inutashio has spoken
to me and ease my thoughts.
There is a smile in my son.
It is invisible, but the it is there.
You intrigue him and now
you've capture his full attention.
Kagome, in your heart,
under those bandages,
is a heart of a confident loving woman.
Id call my son foolish
to give you up.
My family comes to visit me.
I feel ashamed
that my body and my womanhood
was taken before marriage.
I feel as if I cant show my face to them.
I feel so separated from them.
I was able to talk to them.
I was able to look at them in the eye.
Now I can only hug them,
close my eyes,
and believe I never went
missing.
I was missing.
Missing from their lives.
Missing from their love.
Missing from the achievements.
Missing from their celebrations.
I was missing.
Missing everything.
I remember I was once
a very smart woman,
maybe I still am,
but its too hard to prove.
My family loves me,
they visit every other day,
they bring me gifts
from old friends that say
‘Get Well, Come Home To
Us Soon, Very Soon’
My family talk to me
about serious things too.
They talk about a psychologist.
That I should go see one,
I refuse.
Im not ready to face
a reality more than this one here.
End Chapter
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Chapter 9
Sesshomaru's POV
As time passes for us both
I feel as if Im missing something.
I feel somethings
hidden from my knowledge.
I smell it in the halls.
I smell it when I sleep.
Its a constant haunting
and it continues to irritate
this Sesshomaru.
The constant rambling of Inuyasha
will never die.
Now he will never be silent.
He called
and now he's
getting married to Kikyo.
Never have I failed
to see this coming.
It is after all in his blood
like it is in my own
that we both have father in us.
Never would I have thought
that both of us would have
human women
as companions.
I am content with
Kagome.
I must admit that
I feel on the verge of
falling in love.
Never has my heart fell
so easily.
Never has my heart hurt
in fear of whoever
was going to come back for her.
I don't feel him any longer.
He has vanished from my lands
and only a small smell of him remains
in the small area he had never left.
The area I found some days ago
to his place of hiding.
Who is this man?
My father,
I respect him.
I honor his life
and his possessions.
I honor the fact
he saved Inuyasha
and his mother,
even though
I despise
his choice.
Now his choice
is no longer
a foolish one.
I am making that
‘foolish’ choice.
Its no foolish anymore.
Father was my hero
like any other son
would see their
father as.
He died though
and Kagome spoke of him
that one faithful day.
She never spoke of him
once since that day.
I must know what
she knows of him.
Kagome's POV
I feel him every night.
Breathing in
breathing out.
I listen to his heart every morning.
I listen to his voice when he talks.
At night we don't always
make love.
We do what ever
our hearts feel.
My nightmares
come less
and my soul feels
less heavy.
I smile at the very thought of
forever seeing the sun
and the face of Sesshomaru.
My life with Sesshomaru.
I don't want to leave him.
What if he leaves me?
What if he doesn't want me?
Never have I seen the day
where my cold son would love.
Is it true?
Does Sesshomaru love me?
It has been long since Inutashio has spoken
to me and ease my thoughts.
There is a smile in my son.
It is invisible, but the it is there.
You intrigue him and now
you've capture his full attention.
Kagome, in your heart,
under those bandages,
is a heart of a confident loving woman.
Id call my son foolish
to give you up.
My family comes to visit me.
I feel ashamed
that my body and my womanhood
was taken before marriage.
I feel as if I cant show my face to them.
I feel so separated from them.
I was able to talk to them.
I was able to look at them in the eye.
Now I can only hug them,
close my eyes,
and believe I never went
missing.
I was missing.
Missing from their lives.
Missing from their love.
Missing from the achievements.
Missing from their celebrations.
I was missing.
Missing everything.
I remember I was once
a very smart woman,
maybe I still am,
but its too hard to prove.
My family loves me,
they visit every other day,
they bring me gifts
from old friends that say
‘Get Well, Come Home To
Us Soon, Very Soon’
My family talk to me
about serious things too.
They talk about a psychologist.
That I should go see one,
I refuse.
Im not ready to face
a reality more than this one here.
End Chapter
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I am!
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