InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Marching Dragons ❯ Finale ( Chapter 19 )
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The Marching Dragons
Chapter Nineteen: Finale
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, not the songs, not the
characters, nothing.
Author's Note: Well, I'm a dick. I have picked up this story
hundreds of times through the years, and just couldn't do it. Much
of the problem was life itself. For the first time in years I have
been happy and inspired enough to write again. It is slow going,
but I thought I would start with this. I had originally meant this
to be a few different chapters, but unfortunately all of my notes
for this story are on a floppy disk and I no long have a computer
that can read those. I'm sorry to everyone that has waited so long
for this, and even sorrier for those that won't see the update
since it's been so long. Without further ado, the long awaited
final chapter of The Marching Dragons!
-Flame
==
“Uncle Maru!” The excited shout of my niece reached my
ears a split second before my office door hit the wall. I smiled a
little and continued my paperwork, almost as if I didn't hear the
child. “Uncle Maru!” She shouted once more, closer.
With a flourish, I signed my name at the bottom of the form I had
been working on and looked up at the small girl. She was about six
now, with chocolate hair and eyes of her mother but the spirit of
her father.
“Why Rin, when did you get here?” I feigned ignorance
and was rewarded with the giggles of the child.
“You're silly, Uncle Maru.” She walked up to my desk
with a big smile on her face. “Guess what?” Before I
could guess, Inuyasha entered my office with a huff. He was
carrying two duffle bags on his arms and a worried look on his
face.
“Rin, what have I told you about running off like
that?” My brother dropped the duffle bags with a thud next to
the door and flopped in one of the chairs in front of the desk.
“I'm sorry.” Rin lowered her head and frowned. “I
was just excited to show Uncle Maru my new DVD.” Inuyahsa
ruffled the hair on the top of her head and suggested that she set
it up to show me in a few minutes. While she was distracted, he
tuned to me and I knew this wasn't just a normal visit.
“I need a favor.” Years ago I would have sent him out
of my office with a scowl, without bothering to hear what he
needed. That was before Rin come about. Watching that child grow
was one of the few joys in my life and if I could help make her
home life easier I would.
“I gathered.” Inuyasha signed and rubbed his face.
Kikyou must have done something again. Once Kagome had returned to
Japan, Inuyasha was planning on breaking up with the wench. She
must have known that was coming. She ended up becoming pregnant
with Rin before Inuyasha could break up with her. They never
married, Kikyou refused and used Rin as a bargaining chip to keep
Inuyasha around and at her beck and call. If he wanted to see his
daughter, he needed to do what she said.
“Kikyou, she's sick.” That has been known for a long
while. I didn't think he meant mentally though. I gestured for him
to continue. “She was traveling with one of her boyfriends
and caught something. The doctor's aren't sure what it is yet, but
she's waiting away fast. I need you to take care of Rin for a
while. I don't want her to remember Kikyou that way
if…” He trailed off and I nodded. She may be a horrid
woman, but she was a decent mother when she was around Rin. She let
Inuyasha have the majority of the custody in return for not having
to pay child support.
“I understand. It would be a pleasure to have Rin
here.” He smiled and stood.
“Thanks.” He clapped me on the shoulder before saying
good bye to Rin. I spent the time cleaning off my desk and
preparing to leave. I made a point never to work late when I was
watching Rin. Inuyasha left one of the duffle bags with me, which
was no doubt filled with some of Rin's things. It was unnecessary
since I have things for her at my home.
“So.” I stood next to Rin as she smiled up at me.
“What is this DVD you wished to show me?” We ended up
sitting on the small couch against the wall in my office with a
portable DVD player. Rin was sitting in my lap with a big smile on
her face and hit the play button.
“Auntie Gome sent this to me!” A shot of pain ripped
through my heart at the name. It has been years since I had last
heard from Kagome. We kept in touch the first few months after
graduation, but once my first semester at Princeton started and
Kagome's band started getting serious we lost touch. I knew that
Inuyasha made sure that she kept in touch with Rin, but he was kind
enough not to speak of her in my presence. Rin had no idea the
history between us. I knew that she idolized her Auntie Gome, but
she has never shared something that she sent her before.
The DVD started and we watched a darkened stage come to life.
Kagome's band had changed since I have first met them, the only
original members being Kagome and Kirara. The others must have
moved on, or in Kouga's case probably kicked out. Kagome herself
wasn't on stage yet, and I tried to rack my brain for a way to
avoid watching this without hurting Rin's feelings.
I couldn't think fast enough.
Kagome bounced on stage, a large smile on her face as she sang to
the massive crowd before her. My heart stopped seeing her for the
first time in seven years. She looked amazing, still the dark
beauty that I remembered with a voice that would haunt my dreams.
How could I let time and distance separate us the way it did. She
had done so much for me; brining me out of my shell and healing old
wounds. Rin sang along to a few songs with a big grin on her face.
Kagome must have been sending her CDs this whole time. Rin knows
more about the woman I have never forgotten than I do.
The music slowed tremendously and Kagome sat on a stool that seemed
to appear out of nowhere. The stage darkened, much like the
beginning of the concert. A sole spotlight shone on Kagome as she
swayed gently to the music. “Wish you were here, Me, oh,
my country man, Wish you were here.” I blinked a little
as the camera pulled in for a close up.
“This is my favorite.” Rin whispered in awe. Small
lights glowed on stage, mimicking lightning bugs. It was truly
lovely.
“I wish you were here, don't you know, the snow is getting
colder, and I miss you like hell, and I'm feeling blue.”
I could feel the pain in her voice as she sang. The music pick up a
little, as she continued to sing her heart out. “Wish you
were here, Me, oh, my country man, wish you were here. I wish you
were here, Don't you know, the snow is getting colder, and I miss
you like hell, and I'm feeling blue.”
I didn't want to think that she was singing about our relationship,
surly she has moved on by now. It has been nearly a decade. I know
what we had was special to me, but for an amazing person like her,
she must have had others in her life.
“I've got feelings for you, Do you still feel the
same?” Deep down I was beginning to hope that is was me
she was singing of. “From the first time I laid my eyes on
you, I felt joy of living, I saw heaven in your eyes, in your
eyes.” She and her backup singers continued to the chorus
for a few bars and I warred with myself. She really could be
singing about anyone. Or, she could even be sinning nonsense with
no tie to reality; the pain that shown in her eyes and the ache in
her voice said otherwise. I knew she was singing about someone who
had been and still was very close to her.
“I miss your laugh, I miss your smile, I miss everything
about you. Every second's like a minute, every second's like a day,
when you're far away.” I zoned out as the song
finished. How could I have been so stupid? Kagome has never
forgotten about me, just as I have never forgotten about her. I
needed to fix things. But I couldn't do it alone.
Rin was sitting in the back of my Eos humming as we drove back to
my place. I always worried about having her in my car since it
wasn't the most kid friendly, but I had other things on my mind
today. I needed to find my old contacts from when Kagome and I lost
touch. If I could contact Kirara I might be able to pull off my
best plan on how to win Kagome back. Just because she missed me
doesn't mean she won't jump for joy at a sudden return. Seven years
without contact is a long time to stew hurt feelings. I would be
surprised if she didn't hit me.
Thankfully, I didn't live far from my office. I did have to help
Rin settle a bit as well as eat before I could go hunting in my
storage. I placed the duffle bag Inuyasha left in Rin's room before
making my way to the kitchen to cook for the little one. Not for
the first time, I wished that I had a little more warning that she
was coming since not everything in my kitchen was appropriate for
growing children. Thankfully, I still had some frozen chicken
tenders in the freezer from the last time she visited.
As the chicken was cooking, I started steaming some veggies for her
to munch on. “Uncle Maru?” With a glance behind me, I
saw Rin sitting on one of the bar stools at the island. “Do
you think mommy will be okay?” She looked sad, and I couldn't
blame her. It wasn't easy losing a parent, no matter your age.
“I don't know, little one.” I sat next to her with a
frown, wondering how much she knew. “But I do know that no
matter what happens, she loves you very much.” She nodded
sadly and rested her head against her folded arms. “And your
dad and I will always be here.” The child nodded again and I
kissed the top of her head. For her sake, I hope Kikyou makes
it.
Thankfully, she wasn't too melancholy that she couldn't eat. I did
have to argue with her a bit on her veggies, but those too she ate
up. After dinner, Rin left to play in her room and I made my way to
the attic to search through my past. There was more furniture than
boxes up here, which I was thankful for. My housekeeper Ah-Un was a
stickler for order and kept everything, including the attic
organized. The boxes were labeled with the years they contained.
Passing over the boxes from the college graduation and when I took
over for my father at WIC, I found the boxes I was looking for.
I started with the box from my senior year and felt my heart clench
at the prom photo of Kagome and I sitting on top. Our happy smiles
were almost too much to bear, as if they were mocking me for
letting the love of my life get away. Were it not for Rin I would
have regressed back to the ice man I once was. Most of the box was
full of junk that really didn't need to be kept. The one thing I
did need was at the bottom of the box; my mother flute.
I hadn't played in years, and hopefully I could remember how. If
not, that is an easy fix. Moving on to the box of my freshman year
of college I found more course work, projects, and papers than
anything else. I almost missed my old contact list. It was around
this time that I switched to a smart phone and printed out a list
of all my old contacts just in case. The list was full of people I
haven't had contact with in years; Sango, Miroku, Shippou, Hojo,
and Kirara. I don't know when Hojo left Kagome's band, but I was
glad that Kirara was still a member. Now I just hoped that she
still had the same number.
Leaving the attic with my prizes, I mentally calculated what time
it was in Japan right now. It was almost noon. I dialed the number
I had for Kirara with hope that it hadn't changed. If it had than I
would be stuck with Plan B. The phone rang a few times before a
groggy female voice answered. I suppose the life of a musician
included sleeping in.
“Hello. I am looking for Kirara.”
“Who is this?” I may have the right number after
all.
“My name is Sesshoumaru and-“
“You have some nerve!” She cut me off. There was no
doubt that I had the right number now. “Do you have
any idea what you've done?”
“Yes.”
“What the hell do you want?” I didn't blame her for
being hostile. If that song was any indication my silence has
effected Kagome far worse than it affected me. Kirara may not even
help me now that I think about it.
“I want to make things right.” There was silence and
for a second I thought she might have hung up on me; not that I
would blame her.
“After all these years, why now?”
“Because.” I took a breath. Now was not the time to hid
things. If I wanted Kagome back I needed to be open, even to those
that I don't know if I trust. “I truly thought she had moved
on. If I had known how raw she was about us as I am I would have
reached out a long time ago.” Kirara was silent again and I
hope that opening up as Kagome would have wanted was the right
thing to do.
“You have a lot of groveling to do.”
“I know, and I had an idea that might help.” I smiled,
excited for the first time in years about the future.
“Go on.” Kirara listened as I explained the genius of
my plan to her. It would take a lot of practice on both of our
parts, but it could work. Thankfully, she agreed and we hung up the
phone twenty minutes later with the perfect plan. I waited
patiently by my email for the sheet music Kirara promised to send
me. I wouldn't be able to start today, but first thing in the
morning I was going to start playing again.
==
It took a little longer than I expected, but I was able to learn
what I needed to within a week. I felt like Hell week returned to
haunt me. Sadly for Rin, during this week Kikyou succumbed to her
illness. From what Inuyasha explained she had asked forgiveness for
everything in the end. Including how she had treated Kagome. I took
Rin to the funeral not only to help her but also return her to
Inuyasha. The two of them needed each other now more than ever. My
brother may not have loved Kikyou the way she had wanted, but she
was the mother of his child and there will always be some feeling
there.
Once I had prepared everything on my end, I checked with Kirara to
make sure everything was a go on hers. With her blessing, I boarded
a plane to Japan. This was the second time I traveled for someone
other than work or myself, and I couldn't help but feel nervous.
The first time I had no doubts that Kagome would be pleased to see
me. This time was far different. Even with my plan she can still
turn me away. After all this time, I wouldn't blame her.
The flight was uneventful and I called Kirara once I got to the
hotel to let her know. They have a show tomorrow night and she was
going to send me a special backstage pass so I can get in. I would
just have to be careful to do so without Kagome seeing me. Waiting
for the next evening was the worst I have experienced in years. I
couldn't focus on work and ended up spending the time practicing
more. Thankfully, my time in marching band made memorizing what I
needed far easier than it would.
Finally the time had arrived. I took a taxi to the venue and
entered without issue. Kirara was waiting for me past the backstage
door with a big smile. “She's going to be so
surprised.” She started leading me to a room where I could
wait. “The other members are excited too.”
“I hope this is the right thing to do.” I promised to
stay open the whole day. That way, if Kagome asks me a question
there will be no hesitation to make her think I wasn't being
honest. Kirara turned on a monitor once we entered the small
dressing room.
“You can see the concert from here. When we normally play
Wish you were here is your cue.” I had memorized the
set list and knew the exact moment she was talking about. “We
also got you some new duds.” She gestured to a garment bag
hanging on the wall. “You gotta look like you belong.”
With one last smile, she left me alone to change and wait.
The clothes were traditional Japanese garb. Thankfully I had the
time to spare. It was going to take some time since I wasn't used
to wearing the hakama and duel layer haori. Once I was dressed, I
waited. My flute was out and ready to go at any moment.
My eyes were glued on the monitor that showed the concert. Kagome
was bouncing around in a yukata. I was so close, was this really
what I wanted to do? What if I read into that song wrong? What if
it was about someone else? What if I was too late? I growled and
slammed my fist into the wall. All these questions won't solve
anything. It's too late to change the plan now. I have to live with
what I've chosen. If this doesn't work, I will just have to try
harder to forget about her. After a few more minutes, I caught the
lyrics to the song before I needed to go on stage.
Grabbing my flute, I took a deep breath. No more stalling, no more
second guessing. Leaving the room, I quietly walked to the edge of
the stage. Kagome's back was turned to me and I closed my eyes and
relished the sound of her voice. It was so very different hearing
it in person compared to on Rin's DVD. The song faded and the
lights darkened. Putting my flute to my lips, I waited for my
cue.
Kirara started the song and the other band mates followed. Kagome
looked very confused and near panic stricken at the ancient sound
they started playing. Taking a breath, I started playing with them,
and walked out onto the stage. All of Kagome's confusion turned to
shock as she saw me. She was ever the performer though, and did not
miss her cue. “Ðajia Lai La Iya Sakae, utsukushiki
sanga arishi kuni minoru daichi yutata na umi, hokorashii inochi yo
tokoshie ni.” As she sang I walked closer to her. I could
see the question in her eyes as she sang.
“kuni ga ayaui toki, miko to shichi seishi, Suzaku shin wo
yande, horobi wo sukuu, kore ga Kounan oukoku no
iitsutae.” I started playing again, not as nervous as I
once was. Kagome's eyes never left me as I finished my solo.
Kagome's fans loved the new song. Kirara had mentioned that
since they never replaced Ayame from years ago and though Akai
Iitsutae was one of Kagome's favorite songs, they have never
performed it before. This plan was a win-win for everyone.
Kagome finished singing and I played my last solo with my eyes
shut. When this was finished there was going to be no hiding from
whatever wrath Kagome showed me. Thankfully, they had one more song
to play before the end of the concert. I left the stage, but I made
a point to stay off to the side where I could be easily seen by
those on stage. I wasn't going to run.
The last song was beautiful and Kagome put her whole heart into it.
The shouts from the crowd showed how much they loved the show. I
was so proud that she was following her dream. When the song ended,
the other band members patted me on the shoulder as they passed.
Kagome was the last the leave the stage, almost as though she was
afraid.
“Sesshoumaru, is that really you?” I nodded and stood
still, not wanting to scare her. Tears filled her eyes and before I
could blink she was pounding on my chest with her fists, crying and
mumbling. I rubbed her back and let her hit me until she calmed.
“Why?” She shouted, pain and betrayal in her
eyes.
“I thought it was the best thing at the time.” I
started leading her to the room Kirara showed me earlier so we
could have some privacy. “My freshmen year was more than I
expected. And time past by before I knew it. Every time I tried to
call it was either too late on my end or too early on yours. By the
time I graduated, I figured that you had moved on.”
“You're such a jerk.” I sat on the couch in the
dressing room as she started pacing. “You didn't bother to
ask me.” I nodded sadly. “What makes you think that you
can just waltz in here and expect everything to be like it
was?”
“I don't.” No matter how badly I wanted to look away, I
locked eyes with Kagome. “Rin showed me the DVD you sent her.
I realized that I wasn't the only one I hurt by my
negligence.” Kagome signed and sat next to me on the couch.
She knew what song I was thinking of.
“What makes you think that song was about you?” I
winced a little, but part of me expected that.
“Hope.” I did look away at that point. “I've been
miserable for so long. If it weren't for having to watch Rin
periodically, I would have reverted back to the way I was before we
met.” I focused on a spot on the wall. “When I heard
you sing, I hoped that maybe I could fix things.”
“So you crashed our concert?” I glanced at her and was
surprised to see amusement on her face. “I can't believe the
others were in on this.” We chuckled a bit, and I reached out
and held Kagome's hand in my own.
“Should I have had hope?” It was heavenly to be able to
touch her again. I don't know how I survived this long without her.
She just squeezed my hand in reply and smiled. “Kagome, will
you be my girlfriend, again?” She laughed and tears came to
her eyes once again.
“I would love to, Shou.” I smiled and embraced her,
happier than I had been in years. It was a good thing that we had
acquired ECI not long ago. I can easily move to Japan and lead the
company from here.
Now that I have everything I could have ever wanted I wasn't going
to let it go. Not again.