InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love Remains ❯ Ch. 2: Bittersweet Memories 2 ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Kibo 
Three months later, facing another friend's death, Inu-Yasha once again reminisces.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Angst / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.29.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 343 | Status: Completed
Three months later, facing another friend's death, Inu-Yasha once again reminisces.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Angst / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.29.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 343 | Status: Completed
~*A/N: Kami-sama, help me! My muse has me working over-time. It's now 1:15 in the a.m. and I'm still writing. So, without further ado, here's chapter two! Hey, that rhymed! Yay!*~
DISCLAIMER: *sighs* No, I don't own it...
Japanese Translation:
Kami-sama: dear God (or thereabouts)
Oniisan: older brother
Chapter Two: Bittersweet Memories 2
Inu-Yasha drove throught the darkened backroads, snowbanks piled up at their sides. He sighed. He had just dropped off his friend, Hiten, at his oya's house, out in the country outside town. Hiten's girlfriend, Eri, had commited suicide last week, and they had just left the funeral. Eri had ended it exactly as Kikyo had, exactly three months later. Inu-Yasha had been friends with her for years, but had to push his own grief for her away. Hiten had needed his support, and he was exhausted. He absently thought he had to thank Miroku for doing the same for him.
He had his radio cranked as he lit a cigarette. He had started the terrible habit up on that fateful day of Miroku's phone call. It seemed that he had separated his life into two parts; before Miroku called, and after. "Rooster" by Alice In Chains came on the radio. 'Kikyo loved this song,' he thought, plunging himself back into memories of her.
About six months after meeting her, sometime around Christmas, Kagura's oya had left town. Kagura had, of course, thrown a party. Kagura had this odd obsession with Minnie Mouse. Odd, because the girl was anything but girly. She always was the kind of girl that no one messed with. So, for her present Inu-Yasha got her a Minnie plushie from the Disney store, and for Kikyo he got an Alice In Chains t-shirt.
He was surprised when, after opening their presents and thanking him, Kagura held up a finger, heading to her room. She returned moments later, a package half-hidden behind her back. Handing it to Inu-Yasha, he took the gift, eagerly unwrapping it. Kagura had told him it was from Kikyo as well. He opened the box, finding a woven blanket inside a zippered clear plastic bag. Looking at the picture on the information sheet enclosed, he saw that the design on it was that of Mickey Mouse. It wasn't necessarily something he would've bought for himself, but since it was from them, he would always keep it.
Inu-Yasha smiled at the memory. He still had the blanket, and often used it to cover-up with when he layed on the couch. He had slept with it since Kikyo's death. A little piece of her no one could ever take from him. Suddenly his ears were filled with the familiar voice of Kurt Cobain singing "Drain You."
He recalled the day before he and Kikyo had broken up. They had only known each other a little over a month, but it felt like a lifetime. School wouldn't start for another week, and she had some paperwork to straighten out. He met her at school and they walked back to his house. His oya were both at work, so he was alone with Kikyo. They lay on his bed for hours, talking. She spotted a poster of Kurt Cobain hanging on his wall, and started belittling the man. She got so angry, going on and on about how he was such a loser, having given up on life the way he did. Inu-Yasha understood that desire all too well, and sympathized with the singer. Kikyo got so angry with the discussion, she had reached up and torn the poster off of the wall, crumpling it in her hands.
Shocked, Inu-Yasha had picked up the balled poster, smoothing it and returning it to its rightful place on his wall. He scowled at her. She apoligized, and went on to praise his poster of Layne Staley. She really adored Alice In Chains.
He then skipped ahead six or so months, to a night he sat on the phone with her, watching Alice In Chains Unplugged on MTV. Kikyo was taping it, of course. Shortly after, Inu-Yasha bought the CD. His favorite song was "Down In A Hole". He remembered the first time he played it for her. His oya were out of town, and he threw a party. He told his friends that they could only smoke in his room, and five or so of them were sitting there. He sat in his chair, Kikyo in his lap, the CD playing. After his song was over, Kikyo skipped to "Rooster", saying it was "so much better."
She had slept downstairs on the couch that night, along with a few others. The next morning, he skipped school, opting to spend time with her. His oniisan had been so angry that afternoon when he got home from work and found him home. His friends had promptly taken him to school at Sesshomaru's insistence. 'Pointless,' he thought, recalling the day, 'I only went to last hour, and that was study hall.'
His memory skipped ahead a few years, to the month he had moved out of his oya's house. Kikyo had been living in Tokyo, and called to chat. Inu-Yasha was putting away the newest additions to his anime collection that had come in the mail that day. Kikyo told him how much she missed him, how she wished she could see him. She promised to come and visit within the month. She never came. He remembered sitting at home, waiting for the phone call. It came two months later, to say "Happy birthday". He didn't question her, it was just the way Kikyo was.
Six months ago, she had come back to town, supposedly to stay. Apparently her okaasan and imoutosan had recently moved north, closer to where her "otousan" currently lived. So she was staying with friends. She called him at work, having forgotten his new number. Inu-Yasha recalled the confused looks from his coworkers that day. He had been downright giddy at hearing her voice. No matter how long she stayed out of touch, how many times she said she'd come when she didn't, he didn't care. He knew she'd always come back.
He had picked her up that night, and they stayed up late talking. At one point, he noticed scars on both wrists. His blood ran cold. He thought of Teichi, a boy he had met only once or twice, who had been a good friend of his close friend, Hiten. Teichi had committed suicide a few months before, saying he wanted to set an example to his friends so they would all straighten out their lives. He hardly knew the boy, yet it saddened him to know that the smiling youth would never smile again. He couldn't imagine never being on the receiving end of Kikyo's scowls again.
Inu-Yasha looked her in the eyes, yelling at her, saying that if she ever did that he'd have to come and kick her dead ass. He didn't know what else to say. "If I could only have that night back," he mumbled to himself, turning down the road that would take him home.
He recalled the last time he saw her. He had gone to dinner with Hiten and Eri. Kikyo had been their waitress. Inu-Yasha jumped up from the table to hug her. He had thought she went back to her okaasan's after the night he had flipped out on her. She had, but returned. Only two months had passed. She was again staying with friends, and intended to find an apartment after she had some income. They chatted a little, Hiten and Eri inquiring after her well-being. They had all been friends in high school. Kikyo seemed cheerful, happy even. Inu-Yasha slipped her his phone number before they left, since she had lost it, again. But he didn't care. He never cared, as long as Kikyo was near.
A few weeks later she was dead. Had hung herself in her mother's garage. What happened in those weeks to change her? He knew her well enough to know that her happiness had been genuine. But, somehow, she had forgotten. Kagura said she spoke to Kikyo over the phone earlier that day. She had seemed depressed, but that was nothing new. So what had pushed her over the edge?
Inu-Yasha felt hot tears make trails down his face as he parked his car in the garage. He got out, praying that he could hold out until he was up the stairs and through the door. Taking large quieting breaths, he fumbled his key in the lock and pushed the door open, slamming it on the world.
Review Responses:
Pkat!: Domo arigatou! Glad you are enjoying despite all the angst. Keep reading, next chappy will be almost angst-free, chigiri!
~*A/N: Ok, you've lived through enough memories for now. Like I said, it's important for you to understand just how important Kikyo was to him. I'm going to try to keep people as in-character as possible, although relationships may be invented or altered, as is obvious with Hiten/Eri. Or Inu-Yasha and Hiten being friends. I've rambled long enough. The actual "story" will start next chapter! Chigiri! Ja ne, minna! Oh, and don't forget to review!*~
DISCLAIMER: *sighs* No, I don't own it...
Japanese Translation:
Kami-sama: dear God (or thereabouts)
Oniisan: older brother
Chapter Two: Bittersweet Memories 2
Inu-Yasha drove throught the darkened backroads, snowbanks piled up at their sides. He sighed. He had just dropped off his friend, Hiten, at his oya's house, out in the country outside town. Hiten's girlfriend, Eri, had commited suicide last week, and they had just left the funeral. Eri had ended it exactly as Kikyo had, exactly three months later. Inu-Yasha had been friends with her for years, but had to push his own grief for her away. Hiten had needed his support, and he was exhausted. He absently thought he had to thank Miroku for doing the same for him.
He had his radio cranked as he lit a cigarette. He had started the terrible habit up on that fateful day of Miroku's phone call. It seemed that he had separated his life into two parts; before Miroku called, and after. "Rooster" by Alice In Chains came on the radio. 'Kikyo loved this song,' he thought, plunging himself back into memories of her.
About six months after meeting her, sometime around Christmas, Kagura's oya had left town. Kagura had, of course, thrown a party. Kagura had this odd obsession with Minnie Mouse. Odd, because the girl was anything but girly. She always was the kind of girl that no one messed with. So, for her present Inu-Yasha got her a Minnie plushie from the Disney store, and for Kikyo he got an Alice In Chains t-shirt.
He was surprised when, after opening their presents and thanking him, Kagura held up a finger, heading to her room. She returned moments later, a package half-hidden behind her back. Handing it to Inu-Yasha, he took the gift, eagerly unwrapping it. Kagura had told him it was from Kikyo as well. He opened the box, finding a woven blanket inside a zippered clear plastic bag. Looking at the picture on the information sheet enclosed, he saw that the design on it was that of Mickey Mouse. It wasn't necessarily something he would've bought for himself, but since it was from them, he would always keep it.
Inu-Yasha smiled at the memory. He still had the blanket, and often used it to cover-up with when he layed on the couch. He had slept with it since Kikyo's death. A little piece of her no one could ever take from him. Suddenly his ears were filled with the familiar voice of Kurt Cobain singing "Drain You."
He recalled the day before he and Kikyo had broken up. They had only known each other a little over a month, but it felt like a lifetime. School wouldn't start for another week, and she had some paperwork to straighten out. He met her at school and they walked back to his house. His oya were both at work, so he was alone with Kikyo. They lay on his bed for hours, talking. She spotted a poster of Kurt Cobain hanging on his wall, and started belittling the man. She got so angry, going on and on about how he was such a loser, having given up on life the way he did. Inu-Yasha understood that desire all too well, and sympathized with the singer. Kikyo got so angry with the discussion, she had reached up and torn the poster off of the wall, crumpling it in her hands.
Shocked, Inu-Yasha had picked up the balled poster, smoothing it and returning it to its rightful place on his wall. He scowled at her. She apoligized, and went on to praise his poster of Layne Staley. She really adored Alice In Chains.
He then skipped ahead six or so months, to a night he sat on the phone with her, watching Alice In Chains Unplugged on MTV. Kikyo was taping it, of course. Shortly after, Inu-Yasha bought the CD. His favorite song was "Down In A Hole". He remembered the first time he played it for her. His oya were out of town, and he threw a party. He told his friends that they could only smoke in his room, and five or so of them were sitting there. He sat in his chair, Kikyo in his lap, the CD playing. After his song was over, Kikyo skipped to "Rooster", saying it was "so much better."
She had slept downstairs on the couch that night, along with a few others. The next morning, he skipped school, opting to spend time with her. His oniisan had been so angry that afternoon when he got home from work and found him home. His friends had promptly taken him to school at Sesshomaru's insistence. 'Pointless,' he thought, recalling the day, 'I only went to last hour, and that was study hall.'
His memory skipped ahead a few years, to the month he had moved out of his oya's house. Kikyo had been living in Tokyo, and called to chat. Inu-Yasha was putting away the newest additions to his anime collection that had come in the mail that day. Kikyo told him how much she missed him, how she wished she could see him. She promised to come and visit within the month. She never came. He remembered sitting at home, waiting for the phone call. It came two months later, to say "Happy birthday". He didn't question her, it was just the way Kikyo was.
Six months ago, she had come back to town, supposedly to stay. Apparently her okaasan and imoutosan had recently moved north, closer to where her "otousan" currently lived. So she was staying with friends. She called him at work, having forgotten his new number. Inu-Yasha recalled the confused looks from his coworkers that day. He had been downright giddy at hearing her voice. No matter how long she stayed out of touch, how many times she said she'd come when she didn't, he didn't care. He knew she'd always come back.
He had picked her up that night, and they stayed up late talking. At one point, he noticed scars on both wrists. His blood ran cold. He thought of Teichi, a boy he had met only once or twice, who had been a good friend of his close friend, Hiten. Teichi had committed suicide a few months before, saying he wanted to set an example to his friends so they would all straighten out their lives. He hardly knew the boy, yet it saddened him to know that the smiling youth would never smile again. He couldn't imagine never being on the receiving end of Kikyo's scowls again.
Inu-Yasha looked her in the eyes, yelling at her, saying that if she ever did that he'd have to come and kick her dead ass. He didn't know what else to say. "If I could only have that night back," he mumbled to himself, turning down the road that would take him home.
He recalled the last time he saw her. He had gone to dinner with Hiten and Eri. Kikyo had been their waitress. Inu-Yasha jumped up from the table to hug her. He had thought she went back to her okaasan's after the night he had flipped out on her. She had, but returned. Only two months had passed. She was again staying with friends, and intended to find an apartment after she had some income. They chatted a little, Hiten and Eri inquiring after her well-being. They had all been friends in high school. Kikyo seemed cheerful, happy even. Inu-Yasha slipped her his phone number before they left, since she had lost it, again. But he didn't care. He never cared, as long as Kikyo was near.
A few weeks later she was dead. Had hung herself in her mother's garage. What happened in those weeks to change her? He knew her well enough to know that her happiness had been genuine. But, somehow, she had forgotten. Kagura said she spoke to Kikyo over the phone earlier that day. She had seemed depressed, but that was nothing new. So what had pushed her over the edge?
Inu-Yasha felt hot tears make trails down his face as he parked his car in the garage. He got out, praying that he could hold out until he was up the stairs and through the door. Taking large quieting breaths, he fumbled his key in the lock and pushed the door open, slamming it on the world.
Review Responses:
Pkat!: Domo arigatou! Glad you are enjoying despite all the angst. Keep reading, next chappy will be almost angst-free, chigiri!
~*A/N: Ok, you've lived through enough memories for now. Like I said, it's important for you to understand just how important Kikyo was to him. I'm going to try to keep people as in-character as possible, although relationships may be invented or altered, as is obvious with Hiten/Eri. Or Inu-Yasha and Hiten being friends. I've rambled long enough. The actual "story" will start next chapter! Chigiri! Ja ne, minna! Oh, and don't forget to review!*~