InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Resurgence ❯ Chapter 14 ( Chapter 14 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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Chapter 14
I have heard a lot of people say that on your wedding day, you get this tingling feeling in your stomach. Some called it butterflies, some called it nerves, but what I felt came nothing close to what I had heard.
With every step that I progressed towards the alter, I felt a bit more of myself being torn at. With every footfall my heart bled just a little more, as the blood began to seep into my already open wounds.
My heartbeat was erratic, but I had no way to control it. The pounding in my ears was deafening, but it was my hearts last resort in telling me to stop.
My body did not wish to go through this whole charade as much as my mind. I felt as if I was suddenly in a loose-loose situation.
That was when the uncontrollable trembling began. It had started at my finger tips, just a tiny twitch at first, but as I moved closer to the awaiting public, I felt my knees begin to shake as well.
I was most positive I looked like something that was on the brink of death with the way my body was convulsing, but then in my line of vision, I saw my father.
One by one my trembling began to cease.
As I got closer to him, the big smile he was wearing on his face began to falter as he looked over my face. `Too observant for his own good,' I grumbled to myself as I turned away.
“Kagome,” I heard him lightly call out.
`Give me a moment,' I asked silently as I still was unable to face him. I needed to cover my true feelings if I wanted to get this over with. My barely there attitude was not making anything easier for me.
I took in a deep breath. I felt my nerves calm down with the simple action. I turned to face him, a huge smile plastered on my face, “Ready?” I asked him with my arm held out to him.
He was searching into my blue orbs.
He looked troubled, but I knew what he saw. I was only putting on a show. I did not wish to be here, my gray-blue eyes told him as much.
He looked at me so confused for a moment. He was trying to put all the pieces together, but he just could not make sense of them. I could see him trying and trying again.
I just gave him a smile, one that never reached my eyes, “We are expected,” I reminded him.
His brow furrowed, “is this truly what you want?”
My eyes widened before I had a chance to properly react. I should have guessed that he would ask that on the day of my wedding, but…my mind had not been itself lately.
I tightly closed my eyes. I knew that I could never want this, but “it is for the best,” I reassured him quietly.
We sat there a moment, each of us coming to the realization that this is how things were meant to be. I was just not sure if my father would want to speak to me after this moment. He knew I was giving everything away now. I do not know if I will ever be able to face him, knowing that he held some semblance of the truth.
No, the pain would be too much to bear.
This would be the last time I saw him.
I lifted my head, showing him that I was ready.
I felt his hold on my arm tighten, “let us be on our way then,” he replied quietly as we made our way through the church doors and into the waiting sanctuary.
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The nuptials went by without any disturbance, which I knew it would.
I hated how crushed I felt when the priest ask if there was anyone that disagreed with the marriage and InuYasha had not shown up, but what more could I have asked from him.
But that hope, for some strange reason, I was still hoping that he would rescue me. I was hoping that he would save me from myself even after everything I had put him through.
If he would have said that he objected, I do not even care for the reason, just saying it… and I would have not married Kouga, but there were no objections. Everyone silently agreed or disagreed, but nothing was said, my loved ones were letting me make my decision.
From that moment on, the drone that I pleaded to come back did. I was so out of myself.
When the priest asked me to repeat after him, I know it took about five minutes to do that. I kept tuning him out. I was no longer in that hall, but with a certain amber eyed man, were my heart would always stay.
I would not have ever guessed that from the moment `I do' left my lips how cold I would become to the world. In that instant, I felt completely hollow. It was a sort of strange occurrence. It might have been progressing and I just did not notice, but I sure noticed when I felt empty - truly and utterly empty.
In the reception hall everyone had happy, smiling faces. People were laughing and enjoying the joyous occasion.
I never once felt a smile grace my features.
I would stare off into space, trying to be as discreet about it as possible, since the king and queen were in attendance.
I was staring out at the field when I felt a presence next to me. I did not know that I was still aware of such things, but as I turned to face the owner of said presence, I was surprised to see Sango, elated as well. She would always be very near and dear to me.
I briefly felt the smallest of urges tugging up at the sides of my lips, flashing her the smallest of grins, but that was the most she got, “how are you,” I asked her as I looked over her outfit.
She was not wearing anything too fancy, but it was one of the most beautiful outfits I had ever seen on her. The green cotton dress was a drastic contrast with her eyes, she looked absolutely stunning.
She blushed when she noticed me gazing at her attire, “Fine… and you,” she asked as she placed a hand over my own.
I could not help but notice how warm she felt compared to me. I gave her another barely there grin, “As well as I will ever be,” I replied truthfully.
I saw pain enter her orbs as she immediately closed her eyes and looked away from me.
I felt a bit of worry sketch my brow as I looked after her in concern, “Sango,” I questioned as I tried to get her to turn and face me.
She did, but it was only after a few moments, “yes, my lady?”
My eyes widened. She only referred to me as her superior when something was amiss, “What is the matter?”
She tried to smile at me, but it resemble much more closely to a grimace, “It is nothing you need to think on… on your wedding day,” she assured me softly.
That did nothing to satiate this driving need to know. I had a horrible feeling creeping up from the lowest places of my stomach. I had to find out, “Tell me,” I ordered her. Concern and worry were lacing my voice.
She took in a deep breath as her eyes automatically closed, “InuYasha has left.”
That was all she said, but that was all it took.
I felt that cold creeping feeling overcoming my frame.
`He's gone,' I thought as I felt goose bumps travel to every surface of my body.
I felt my orbs brimming up with tears, but I could not stop them.
“He's gone,” I stated quietly.
The hopelessness of it all suddenly set in. I was trying to prepare myself for when the time would come, but this was just too much, all that I had prepared for, and waited to happen. All that I thought I was finally giving up was nothing real, Inu-InuYasha leaving set me in that rightful place.
I felt my brain setting everything out. The fact that he left was my mantra. I suddenly felt so cold. The heat was bringing sweat to my neck and hair, but that kind of warmth cold never heats me up from this kind of freeze.
Did it matter where he fled to? Would it make a difference?
I had to shake my head; I really did not believe so.
I made to stand up, “Forgive me, Sango,” I told her as I left her sight.
As I walked, I felt my hair slowly giving way. The pinned curls began to crumble and fall, but I did not care. The wind picked up and once more swayed my hair to its ways. I allowed it to do whatever it wished.
As soon as I was not in the sight of the guest, I started to run. My hair finally fell loose and the winds played with my strands. The delicate curls no longer held their place as my hair was as straight as the day my mother bore me.
I ran until I got to the inside of the estate. The long hall was my sanctuary. No one came to this part of my home.
I walked briskly down the hall. The huge five pointed windows aligned me to the outside world.
My head fell down as my bangs swept over my eyes. They covered me from any intrusions from the outside world, and I welcomed it.
I felt my dress tugging gently behind me. The long trail - a memory of what I just did.
I felt my lips tremble.
`It was not more then what I deserved. He only did what he could. I had forced him into this situation. He could not take any of the blame,' but that still did not stop the tiny droplets of tears to fall.
With my head facing down and my heart broken, I faced what I knew was coming all along, `He's gone.'
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A/N: Close to the ending of this segment of the story.