InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Songs for the Heart and Soul ❯ In My Universe, There is You ( Chapter 9 )

Waha! Minmay is back, earlier than she expected. Creative juices are flowing. Special thanks to the following:

 

Muffins Mckenzie: Thank you.

 

half-breed389: Multi-chapter fics? You think that would work?

 

ladysango-abc: Makes you wonder, huh? (smiles) Let your imagination run wild.

 

BaByXbOoX143: I'm so glad you enjoyed this. I seem to write better when I write for others. Same thing happens when I draw.

 

Lu-chan: I'm so sorry! (bows repeatedly, then hands her a tissue) I didn't mean to, it was just…that's how the song was leading me. I just read the lyrics to this song…then I noticed something: Koyasu Takehito sings the song! He is one of my favorite seiyuu, Lu-chan! I love the song he did for Milliardo Peacecraft "Tooi Yoake"! It's so peaceful (s'cuse the pun) and relaxing. (sighs) I'm downloading the song now so I can listen to it while writing. Sorry in advance for this one, Lu-chan. Please forgive me for writing another tearjerker.

 

I do not own InuYasha or Fushigi Yuugi.

 

In My Universe, There is You

 

Sung by: Koyasu Takehito

Lyrics: Aoki Kumiko

Composition: Andou Katsuhito

Arrangement: Makino Saburou

 

(From Fushigi Yuugi)

 

In My Universe, There is You

 

10:23 A.M. - Tuesday, school

 

Taijiya Sango looked at the empty desk next to her. Her best friend was still out sick. It had been three weeks already, and she was getting worried. He never returned her calls, no matter how many messages she left. No one answered at the door to his house, either.

 

"Sango!" the teacher snapped.

 

She was started out of her musings, looking up at the teacher, Ms. Asakura. "Yes ma'am?"

 

"What is wrong?" Ms. Asakura asked.

 

"I-I don't…" The pretty-eyed girl couldn't take it anymore. Tears began to rain down her face, sobs racking her slim frame as she fell to the floor.

 

"Kagome, could you take her to the nurse's office?" Ms. Asakura's voice was laced with concern for the poor girl.

 

"Sure thing, Ms. Asakura." Kagome said, bending down next to Sango. "Hey let's get you off this hard floor, hm?"

 

Sango nodded numbly and allowed herself to be pulled up and lead to the nurse's office. Kagome whispered reassuring words every step of the way, but knew it was hardly consoling her normally up-beat classmate. Sango's sniffling filled the silent halls and continued even as they reached the main office.

 

The nurse thanked Kagome and gave her a pass before turning to the dark-haired student on the bed. Sango's nose was red and her eyes bloodshot. A violent shudder passed over the young woman as she tried to calm herself.

 

"What's wrong sweetie?" Nurse Kaitou whispered, hugging the girl close.

 

"M-Miroku's been gone f-for a long t-time." Sango managed in between sobs.

 

"You're worried about him, aren't you?" the nurse ran a hand soothingly through Sango's hair.

 

"H-he's always had problems with his health, ever since we were kids. I'm scared." With those words she began crying harder.

 

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12:24 P.M. - same day, Taijiya residence

 

"Okay, I'm going over to see Miroku!" Sango said to her reflection in the mirror. "It's now or never."

 

Grabbing her keys and purse, she headed out the door and down the street. Every house she passed was familiar to her. She had passed these same houses for years on her way to Miroku's place. Thinking of her blue-eyed friend threatened her resolve. She clenched her teeth and set her jaw firmly, she was going to see him no matter what.

 

Upon arriving at the house her resolve wavered once again. A shake of her head set her thoughts back in place. Sango took a few deep breaths and knocked on the front door.

 

Knock, knock, knock.

 

She almost turned away when she heard footsteps. The curtain moved and she caught a glimpse of the one person in the world she wished to see above all others. He would've left then and there, if she hadn't seen him.

 

"Miroku!"

 

A few clicks of locks and a turning of a doorknob revealed the young man in question. Miroku was pale; far more so then she had ever seen him before. A forced smile made its way to his face. "Hi Sango."

 

"Oh no. No, no." Sango's trembling hands reached up to cup his face, his skin cool to the touch. "God, what's wrong…?"

 

"Let's go inside first." Miroku suggested, tugging upon her arm weakly. Inside the house Sango found lots of blankets piled up on the couch where Miroku had been laying. A mug of green tea rested on the in-table next to it. Miroku cleared away some of the blankets and motioned for Sango to sit, which she promptly did.

 

"You know that I've been in ill health most of my life…" he began, his voice quivering. A nod from Sango urged him to continue. "The doctors said that…that my body was reaching its limits."

 

"Even after that blood transfusion?" Sango's eyes widened, "But how?"

 

"My body just corrupted the new blood," Miroku looked her in the eye, "What I'm trying to say is I…I'm dying Sango."

 

Tears began to fall from both of their eyes and Sango let out a scream of denial. She buried her head in his chest and cried. She cried harder than she had that morning. Sango remembered the last time she had cried like this was when her father had been shot while on duty.

 

"You can't leave me."

 

"I'm sorry, Sango."

 

"How long do you have?"

 

"Hours, days, a month. They don't know."

 

Sango sat and look at him, "Why didn't you tell me? You're important to me."

 

"I was scared. I didn't want you to see me like this. I want you to remember me the way I use to be."

 

The pair sat there for a long while, hoping time would stop and that everything would be all right. Fate was fickle, though. Miroku covered his mouth as he went into a sporadic coughing fit. When he pulled it away, crimson was staining his pale hand. A sad chuckle escaped his lips.

 

"Miroku, what's wrong?" Sango asked, but a flash of red caught her eye. She stared at his hand for a moment before standing up. "We have to get you to the hospital!"

 

"There isn't anything they can do, Sango. They've tried all they can, and it hasn't worked. Please forgive me, dearest Sango. Let me sing you one last song…" And so, Sango cradled Miroku's head in her lap as his strained voice serenaded her.

 

In the heavens, the stars are twinkling.

In the ground, the flowers are blooming.

And now, in my universe,

My love for you is shining.

 

It won't stop.

It won't be stopped.

Love, like breathing,

Is irreplaceable

 

I'm glad I was born,

Because I exist for you.

I live with pain

As I fight with fate.

 

Even if you're far away,

Whoever you may be with,

I have

Only one wish:

Your happiness.

 

Beyond the blue sky,

Are the stars that watch over you.

My feelings that shine

For you

Are eternal.

 

Looking up at the heavens with my arms spread wide,

Like I'm a bit asleep,

Alone, I force a smile,

My heart beating wildly.

 

It won't stop.

It won't be stopped.

Lovingly

Holding you.

I saw it in my dreams.

 

In the sky, there are stars.

In the ground, the flowers are blooming.

And in my universe, there is you.

 

(In the sky, there are stars.)

(In the ground, the flowers are blooming.)

(And in my universe, there is you.)

 

In the sky, there are stars.

In the ground, the flowers are blooming.

And in my universe, there is you.

 

(In the sky, there are stars.)

(In the ground, the flowers are blooming.)

(And in my universe, there is you.)

 

In the sky, there are stars.

In the ground, the flowers are blooming.

And in my universe, there is you.

 

His ragged breaths became shallower with every one he took and his eyes clouded over. Sango watched as his chest gave one last half-hearted intake of breath, and stopped. She would never find anyone like Miroku, never in a million years. So she stayed, crying with his now lifeless body still hugged tight against her. At 4:39 P.M. Miroku's parents arrived to find her in the same position. His father made a few calls and took Sango back home.

 

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9:30 A.M. - The following weekend, Houshi burial plot

 

"And so we gather here to say farewell, one final time to a young man that was taken from us too early…" The man presiding over the funeral continued on, but Sango wasn't listening. Her whole world was being put into the ground with Miroku, her face completely devoid of emotion. She had nothing to live for any more. She may have been in Miroku's universe, but Miroku was her universe.

 

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5:30 P.M. - next day

 

"On a more serious note, police found the dead body of a young woman at her own house. There are no suspects, as she had taken her own life. Now we go to Ishido Mika, who is with a friend of the deceased young woman. Mika…?" the newscaster announced.

 

"I'm here with Higurashi Kagome. Kagome, could you tell us anything at all that might have led her to do this?" Mika questioned, holding the microphone out for Kagome.

 

"Sh-she couldn't take it. Miroku's funeral was today…she just lost it. He was her world." Kagome managed to reply before unbidden tears flowed from her eyes.