InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Melancholy ❯ The dreams of a child ( Chapter 1 )

Melancholy

 

Dreams of a child

 

The melodic laugh of a child flew across the peaceful spring morning, breaking the monotony of the singing birds and the rustle of leaves against the fresh breeze. The sun shone over the field, waking the flowers from their night's rest and making the dew blaze like a million diamonds. The little girl ran up the field with a smile painted on her face, her long, baby blue dress billowing after her. She stopped as she reached the top of the small grassy hill, kneeling over to pick the flowers she had been looking for, lilies. Her long black hair gleamed in the morning light, contrasting against her pale skin, yet matching her deep blue eyes. Small lips were curved up in a smile, shadowed by a small, cute, slightly perky nose.

 

The little girl carefully cut the flowers with her hands, and once she was satisfied with her small bouquet, she stood up with a content look in her eyes.

`'Kagome!''

 

The little girl turned around as she heard her name being called, and spotted her father walking towards the small hill. She ran down to him with her smile never leaving her young features, but slowed down to a stop when she saw her father's grim expression. He was always a cheerful man, full of life, big and strong in her eyes, tanned skin and cared black beard, soft brown eyes, hair as black as her own. But for some reason, his smile didn't adorn his face this morning.

`'Daddy?'' asked Kagome, her expression dropping to a worried look in her smart eyes.

`'Kagome, honey, your mother...she's...she's gone, sweetheart. She's dead''

 

Moments of shocked silence passed, the flowers falling carelessly from the little girl's small hands, almost in slow motion. The truth settled into her like venom through her veins, falling out in silent tears.

 

From that day, things were never the same.

 

8 Yeas later

 

I could still remember perfectly the day my father came down the field looking for me to tell me my mother had died. I was only five years old at the time, and until last night I had believed she had drowned in the river not far from our old farm.

 

The truth was, she had been murdered, but of course I wasn't supposed to know this.

 

It had been late at night, and Father and my step-mother were quietly talking in our small kitchen. Normally everyone was asleep at those late hours, including myself, but that night I lay in my bed with my eyes open and practically radiating energy. I sometimes dreamed of living my own adventures, travelling the vast land of Teruenkai, riding a dragon as blue as the sea. It seemed almost incredible that creatures with such magnificence lived in the real world, even though there weren't much seen these days, with the wars between lords increasing every year. Anyways, I had spent many nights awake to dream of a life that wasn't mine, and it seemed as that night I wasn't the only one.

 

I got out of bed as silent as a cat, something in me I couldn't quite explain, and slowly opened my old wooden door, careful not to make it creak. I stepped into the hallway of the upper level of the house and walked over to the railing, which looked over to the stairs and the small hallway downstairs, and the entrance to the kitchen to the right. To my left another hallway spread, leading to Father's room, and in front of me were the stairs.

 

I walked down silently, avoiding the spaces that would creak out in protests if much weight was laid on them, and crouched when I reached the floor, my back pressed to the wall. I could see the shadow of Father and my step-mother as they sat in the small wooden table were we usually ate.

`'...tell them to leave'' I heard my step-mother finish the sentence, and strained to listen to father's answer.

`'I did, they wouldn't listen. Eight years have passed, I thought I got rid of them...'' Father said, anxiety in his voice. `' They told Rein that if she became that filthy Lord's wife they'd give us enough money to buy a new farm were Kagome and I could live peacefully, but she refused `'Father kept on saying, referring to my mother. `' They killed her one day, exactly eight years from today. Lord Kuragari had her killed for turning him down, and they almost destroyed us. I promised Kagome to him if they left us alone. Now she's almost fourteen, and he wants her'' Father explained, and I practically felt my heart turn cold and stop beating within my chest. I couldn't believe that father, my own Father, had made such a promise. I couldn't believe he didn't protect Mother, I couldn't believe that he'd sold me to live peacefully for the rest of his years.

`'Well then give him the little brat! She was always a problem, Senkai, with her attitude. If they create problem's, I'll leave immediately, taking my belongings with me'' my step-mother said with venom dripping off her words, meaning to the small fortune she had provided us to live better as her `belongings'. I had hated that woman from the very first day I met her, and things weren't going to change on that matter. How dare she tell Father to get rid off me, as if I was some kind of burden? I'd done far more work since Mother died than she in all her life!

`'You don't have to do that. I don't want to give her to him,, but...I guess there aren't any more options. I'll tell her to pack when she wakes up tomorrow...'' Father said with defeat in his voice. I sprang from my hiding place as I heard he chair scraping against the floor as he got up, and ran back as silently as I had come into my room, letting myself drop on the floor with my back to the door.

 

I stayed like that for hours on end, feeling cold, numb and empty. I was going to be forced to leave my home to be the wife of some arrogant bastard...and what hurt the most was that Father gave up so easily on me. Didn't' I mean anything to him? How could he listen to that evil woman's words, agree so easily to get rid off me? How could he have sold me to a man I didn't even know? To the man that had murdered my mother?

 

I thought for a way to escape my fate, but only came to one solution: running away. I asked myself if I was brave enough to leave my home willingly, to never come back.

 

The answer was no.

 

 

A/N

 

Well, I intended for this chapter to be a lot longer, but I can't, really. A bit fast paced, maybe. What I know is that next chapter will be mostly flashbacks of Kagome's life since her mom died, how the evil step mother had come into her life, and well everything to this day, and on chapter three I'll get on with the story. So least now I have a really good Idea of where this is going. Yippee...anyways, if you gimme lots of reviews It'll make want to write, and the faster you'll get chapters. That's the way it works!