InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Glimmer ❯ Glimmer ( Chapter 1 )

Glimmer

 

The sun filtered through the wide window that covered most part of the wall, small particles of dust floating in the sunlight, the white walls in the large living room making it seem even brighter. A cup of tea rested on the long coffee table, the wood shiny against the cream-coloured chairs and sofa. A marble-white piano stood in front of the large window, where one could see the green grass of the garden covered in the morning dew, shadowed by the ancient tree that covered it with its branches. She stood next to the piano, watching that tree, the tree that had meant her life. She could see him in her mind's eye, his silver hair gleaming under the moon's light. She could picture his golden eyes, filled with sorrow. She had seen him climb up the fence, drop down, and clumsily climb up again into the tree, leaving a trail of blood behind him.

 

The sound of the TV echoed through the kitchen as I took the coffee pot and poured myself a cup, standing in the door to the garden. The moon was full, illuminating every corner of it, and the night air was fresh. Suddenly, I heard the grass move, and hid myself from view. I could see the shape of a man, not far from his twenties, clumsily walking towards the sacred tree, Goshinboku. His hair, much to my surprise, was silvery white, shining under the moon's light. With a mighty leap, he disappeared between the branches, leaving a trail of dark liquid behind.

 

Blood.

 

Normal people would call the police and let them handle a bleeding stranger in their yard, but I was never normal, I guess. I picked up the medicine box and ran out to the garden, stopping at Goshinboku's roots.

`'Hello?'' I called out, but no answer came, only shallow breathing. I gathered my courage and began to climb up, until I reached the higher branches, and saw him sitting there, his eyes closed shut, panting, clutching his stomach, the blood staining his black shirt and jeans. His hair was, as I had seen before, a silvery white, but his most amazing aspect was that, crowning his head, were two, white, fluffy dog ears. I said nothing, and seated myself in front of him, when he suddenly opened his eyes, which were gold-amber.

`'Let me help you'' I said, and hesitantly removed his hand from the wound, revealing a deep gash in his stomach, and I gasped. He growled almost dog like, but still didn't do anything.

`'Lift your shirt'' I told him, but he didn't move, so I did it for him with shaky hands. I took my medicine box, cleaned the wound, making him hiss in pain, and wrapped a bandage around him as he slumped against me slightly, allowing me to go around his body, and then he leaned back again in the bark.

`'Why...are you...helping me? I could...be a murdered...for all you knew...''he spoke suddenly, with a weak yet beautiful voice.

`'Probably because I am a fool, but you're not a bad person'' I told him, trusting my Miko powers. Mikos were very rare in these times, but all of the females in my family had them. His aura was not evil by far. Only lost, sad, confused.

`'what are you, anyway?'' I asked him, curiosity getting the best of me.

`'Half-demon'' he simply answered, which rendered me speechless. Demons were supposedly extinguished more than five hundred years ago, and yet there was one right in front of me.

`'Only Mikos can see us. And no, we didn't die. We live along you petty humans under concealment spells'' he told me, as if reading my thoughts. He was probably used to it.

`'Oh...weird. Why did you come here?'' I asked him, changing the subject, but he remained silent. `'I have to go back. Y you're welcome to come again, I guess'' I told him, and climbed down the tree.

 

The next night I was already waiting for him when he came, sitting on a branch close to the one he sat on. He didn't seem surprised to see me, and avoided my gaze as he sat.

`'How's your wound? Do you need the bandage changed?'' I asked him, but he snorted and lifted his shirt enough for me to see that where the wound had disappeared, not leaving a scar.

`'You sure heal fast. Is it because you're a...half-demon?'' I asked him. He simply nodded, and silence fell over us, an uncomfortable one.

When the tension in the air was becoming unbearable, I sighed and began to climb down, when he suddenly grabbed my wrist, with a pleading look in his eyes.

`'Stay''

 

And she had stayed. Every night they would see each other, either high up in the branches or down in the roots of Goshinboku. They shared their lives, their secrets, even food which she made for him every night, and he ate avidly. She learned his name was Inu-yasha, who lived in a very small apartment he could barely afford and that all his family had died, and he only knew closely his two work companions, Miroku and Sango. He learned her name was Kagome, that her family lived far away in a shrine, and that she had no real friends, only herself and her house. And her obese cat Buyo.

 

She sighed, and sat on the piano's leather chair, and opening the lid she led her fingers fly through the keyboard, spilling all of her sadness into the song, their song, remembering that faithful night...

 

`'Come in'' I spoke softly, opening the door to my house, and he followed me inside. It was raining outside, and he didn't seem to feel well. So, for the first time in the three months we had known each other, he came into my house.

`'Lay down, I'll bring you some hot tea, maybe it'll make you feel better'' I told him, motioning to the couch. He did as he was told, and five minutes later returned to him with the tea. He sat up slowly and took the cup from my hands, and I sat in the piano's chair, just in front of him. I couldn't help but admire him, his long, beautiful hair, his gorgeous eyes, his handsome features, his perfect body, and his inside was even more beautiful.

`'You play the piano?'' He asked me, snapping me out of my daze, and I nodded.

`'Could you play for me? Please?'' he asked me, and I couldn't deny him.

 

I turned around and opened the lid and started playing, my favourite yet saddest song, pouring every feeling into it, remembering the times when I had been happy by his side, the person I had loved the most, given him my heart, but he had thrown it to the floor and stepped on it. Another tear followed the other. I suddenly felt a soft hand over mine, and I looked up at his golden eyes as he stopped me from playing. He kneeled so that he was at my height, and cleaned my tears with gentle hands, but didn't remove his hand from my cheek. I could feel his hot breath on my face. And then, he suddenly leaned up and captured my lips in his own, in a hesitant yet gentle kiss, and I found myself in a world I couldn't begin to describe. I answered him, moving my lips against his, and he grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him. We finally pulled away, panting, me scared at what had just happened, My heart was pounding so much in my chest it almost hurt, and he didn't pull his golden gaze away from me.

`'Why?'' I asked him, my voice barely above a whisper.

`'I...don't know'' he answered. `'Why the tears? Why your sympathy? Why care for someone like me?'' he asked me.

`'It was our song. I loved him so much...but he only used me for awhile. He didn't want me. My sympathy, I don't know. I don't know why I care, but I do. You've made me stronger, somehow. You've healed my wound. I didn't want to go on without him. But you healed it. I don't care who or what you are. I just want you to stay'' I answered him, telling him my feelings between words. He didn't know how long I had been waiting for this. I had been scared, scared that he would be no different from him, that he would reject me.

 

I sat in the ground, and suddenly hugged him as tight as I could, burying my face in his chest.

`'Kagome...'' he said in a whisper, making me shiver. `'I'm sorry. Just the idea of someone hurting you...I can't begin to imagine what I'd do to him'' he said, anger clouding his voice, and I couldn't help but smile a bit, when he suddenly wrapped his arms around me, covering me with his presence.

`'You once asked me why I came here'' he began. `'Two years ago, when my brother, the only sibling that's alive left me alone for good, I tried to kill myself. I didn't want to live anymore. Just about when I was about to end my life, I saw her. And she saw me. She worked in a help centre for suicidal people. It sounds funny, the coincidence. I spent every minute I could with her after that day she had stopped me from killing myself. She was so beautiful, so smart...perfect, almost. But when I showed her what I really was, everything shattered. I'll never forget the fear, the disgust in her eyes. I gave up on life them. I came to the tree every night, just to watch her, for this was her house before you came'' he spoke in a soft voice, leaving me speechless. How he had suffered...I felt terrible. And I remembered all too well the previous owner, a woman called Kikyo. But just the idea that he came here for her tore my heart apart. Did I mean nothing to him?

`'But the, one night, I saw you. A week after she left. And, for some reason, I had to come back, I had to see you. You became hope for me, a light in the darkness. You can't imagine how I felt the first night you came to me. And the next, and the next. You asked me why. Because...because I love you''

 

My heart stopped then. I couldn't breathe. I was overwhelmed, so shocked. To think he had been there all the time, looking at me, longing for me just as I longed for him.

`'Inu-yasha...'' he shivered when I spoke his name. I leaned up to his hear and whispered:

I love you.

 

Then he roughly pulled me into a deep, passionate breath-taking kiss, and we tasted each other, our tongues dancing together, our hands roaming over our bodies. We slept in the same bed that night, and the next, and the next, cuddled in each other, but it wasn't until a month later that he took me as his, and I took him as mine, making me his mate, giving me his mark. We were each other's forever.

 

She finished their song, tears striking down her beautiful face, shiny in the sun's light. She had composed this song for them, and always played it when times went bad, when she missed him. It was theirs, and no one else's. On their first year anniversary, he had moved in with her, in the now alive and happy house. Never had they felt such joy. They began to live, to heal. They married at their second year. But good things never last long. It happened on their third anniversary. As always, Inu-yasha had invited her to the fanciest restaurant in the coast, her favourite, when he had suddenly fainted.

 

`'Inu-yasha!!'' I yelled, and ran over to him, pleading for an ambulance. Something was very wrong, I could sense it with my powers. Fifteen minutes later I was pacing in the waiting room, at the edge of hysteria, and I had to wait another agonizing ten minutes until a doctor came.

`'How is he?!'' I asked anxious, almost screaming.

`'He's in ICU right now. He had a heart attack. Ms. Higurashi, he has cancer. It provoked the attack. He'll a month, with luck. I'm sorry. You may see him now''

 

I don't know how I got to him, but I somehow did. I only felt an agonizing numbness. I couldn't believe those words. I couldn't. Tears rolled down my face. I just stumbled hurriedly into his room, to find him staring up at the ceiling, a stray tear falling down his eye. And another, and another. I ran over to him and embraced him how I could, both shedding silent tears in our embrace, he stroking my hair as he always did, I buried in his chest, clutching his shirt like a lifeline. It felt as if all of our dreams, our lives, our hopes, everything, had been shattered. Everything we had dreamed for, every wish for our lives together, leaving only the numbing pain.

`'I wouldn't have passed from tonight if I weren't hanyou. They say we could go home tomorrow. There's not much to do'' he spoke softy, his voice broken.

`'It's not fair. It's not fair'' I repeated over and over again as he cleaned my tears with his gentle hands.

`'My dad died from the same thing. Mom died six months after. She couldn't live without him. Promise me, Kagome. Promise me you'll live.For me''

 

I kept the vow I made, even if it hurt me to an unimaginable point.

 

We went back home, and tried to forget. We enjoyed the little time that was left. I called off work, and spent twenty-four hours a day in each other's company. I played for him every day as he lay in the couch, and he kept his humorous, tender self until the end. One night we even slept in Goshinboku, tangled in each other.

 

But one morning came, and we both knew it was time. I laid him in the couch and kneeled by his side, holding his hand tightly, pushing back the tears.

`'It's time, Kag'' he said. `'remember your promise''

`'I will. But I don't want to'' I said, choking on my words, and the first tear fell, my lips pressed to his hand.

`'Don't be sad because it's over. Be happy because it happened'' He said softly, cleaning my tears. `'Thank you fro the life you've given me. I couldn't have asked for more. I'm only sorry I have to leave you'' he said, and I leaned down for one last kiss.

`'Smile for me, koiishi'' he said, and I did my best to smile for him. `'That's my girl. I love you so much, I always will. Play for me one last time?'' he asked.

`'I won't forget you, never. I love you, Inu, I always will'' I said, repeating his words, and nodded, although reluctant to leave his side. I turned around and played our song, and sang softly, trying to keep my voice from breaking. Just as I was finishing, I heard him speak.

`'Yeah...that's perfect'' he said, his voice weak. I ran to his side, holding his hands, watching him leave this world, like a dying ember, a small smile playing on his lips.

`'I love you'' he managed to say, and left me.

 

I don't know how much time I spent there, cradling his body, crying enough to fill a river. I even fell asleep, and then called Sango, who had become my best friend, and a month later Inu-yasha was incinerated, as he had wished, and buried under Goshinboku's leaves. It was a small funeral, but even Sesshoumaru, his brother, appeared. And today, once again, is his death anniversary.

 

She stopped playing, and turned around as her three-year old daughter, with her ebony locks just as hers and her white dog ears walked over to her, looking at her with her different-coloured eyes, one blue and the other gold. Ironic it seems, that a week after his death she had discovered she was pregnant. The life growing in her had given her hope once more. How she would have liked for him to be there, to see her grow as beautiful as her mother and as strong as her father. Her baby had been her life, a part of Inu-yasha that would never leave her, even if she knew he was always by her side.

`'Is Mommy sad again?'' the small girl questioned, climbing up to her mother's lap, who held her tightly. She might be small, but she developed much faster than a human baby, and was incredibly smart. She also knew that her father was dead. She had one day asked where `daddy' was, and Kagome had told her the truth. She cried with her mother, but said:

`'Mommy no sad. Me is here'' she had said. Kagome couldn't help but smile at how the little girl had learned so fast to speak and express herself.

`'Yes, Akame. Mommy is sad today'' she told her daughter, kissing the top of her head. `'Let's go see Daddy''

 

She got up, carrying her daughter and went outside, kneeling by Inu-yasha's grave, with her daughter in her arms.

 

Don't be sad because it's over. Be happy because it happened.

 

Kagome light the incense and offered a prayer, and she couldn't help but smile. Inu-yasha was always there with them, in the house, in the tree, in their child, in her. Her smile grew as Akame, as she often did, spoke out loud to her father.

`'Hi daddy. Mommy is sad today because she misses you'' she informed him, as if telling on her, and she chuckled softly.

`'You know what, Daddy? I drew a pretty picture of you and Mommy in Goshinboku. It's from a photo Mommy has in her desk...''

 

 

A/N

 

I think I'm gonna cry. So sad. *Sniff* *Sniff*. I was depressed at the moment, forgive me. Please drop a review if you're kind. And oh, for people who ask. This is complete, no continuations!