InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Drips, Drops, and Drabbles ❯ Songs ( Chapter 14 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: EmeraldDragon 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 06.06.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 247 | Visits: 732 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 06.06.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 247 | Visits: 732 | Status: Completed
A/N: No award. Wish I had thought of this one when Music was the theme.
“The itsy bitsy spider crawled up the water spout.”
Kagome frowned at the sounds of the familiar verse. Across the grounds a sister showed her younger brother the simple hand motions. Old memories and feelings welled up in her chest, many she never thought associated with a child’s song.
“Down came the rain and washed the spider out.”
The first were the happy memories of singing and dancing with her friends as they laughed at the strange words. Enjoying the feeling of cheering the determined little insect on to victory.
“Out came the sun and dried up all the rain.”
But they were quickly followed by newer feelings, ones not so fond of spiders. She did not want the spider to get up, to make it back up that drain. Not again, not ever.
“And the itsy bisty spider crawled up the spout again.”
But somehow, he always did.
Songs
Kagome leaned her head back against the trunk of the God tree and smiled. She loved summer. The fresh air, the cool shade, the sounds of children playing on the shrine grounds. This was what the season was truly about“The itsy bitsy spider crawled up the water spout.”
Kagome frowned at the sounds of the familiar verse. Across the grounds a sister showed her younger brother the simple hand motions. Old memories and feelings welled up in her chest, many she never thought associated with a child’s song.
“Down came the rain and washed the spider out.”
The first were the happy memories of singing and dancing with her friends as they laughed at the strange words. Enjoying the feeling of cheering the determined little insect on to victory.
“Out came the sun and dried up all the rain.”
But they were quickly followed by newer feelings, ones not so fond of spiders. She did not want the spider to get up, to make it back up that drain. Not again, not ever.
“And the itsy bisty spider crawled up the spout again.”
But somehow, he always did.