InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Travlin' Solider ❯ Travlin' Solider ( One-Shot )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

***Author’s Note: This is in loving memory to all of the soldiers who’ve lost their lives in Iraq and Vietnam. I just pray that they all return safely, and that our next president will make good and/or better decisions.

***Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha nor Travelin Solider.

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Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe there
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He's a little shy so she gives him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And talking to me,
I'm feeling a little low
She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go

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It was just two days after InuYasha’s eighteenth birthday. He had planned to spend the weekend with his friend Miroku. But his plans were canceled. His father, without his consult, had signed him up for the army. And with the major war against other demons, InuYasha had known he was going to be sent out to fight.
InuYasha was a half demon and a strong one at that. He had inherited his father’s golden eyes and silver hair, along with a cute pair of dog ears that sat atop his head. And from his mother he had received a kind and caring heart.
As InuYasha waited for the bus off to the fort near the battleground, he decided to stop into a small café, wanting to have a least one last smoothie before he left. Slipping into a booth, his army greens catching the eyes of some of the townsfolk, he waited as a cute girl walked up to him, ready to serve him as he would soon his country.
“Can I help you?” The girl asked, a small notepad in her hands. InuYasha looked up shyly into her big brown eyes. Her short, shoulder length black hair, complete with a small green bow, and her cute waitress outfit made her more beautiful than any other girl he had ever met. InuYasha gave the girl his order. The girl smiled at him and InuYasha knew she thought he was shy, which he was.
“Um... Kagome,” InuYasha stammered, reading the girl’s name of her nametag, “Would you mind sitting down for a while and talking to me? I’m feeling a little low.”
Kagome smiled, “I’m off in an hour and I know where we can go.”

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So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care
I got no one to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you

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As soon as Kagome got off work, she lead InuYasha through a small trail in the park. The walked in silence until they reached a small pier that stuck out into a large lake. They each sat down on the edge protruding out of the water, right next to each other, but their hands not touching.
“I... I bet you got a boyfriend. But I don’t care. I’ve got no one to send a letter to. Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?”
Kagome smiled before, for some reason she could not explain, leaning against his side. InuYasha wrapped an arm around her shoulder and they sat like that for a while.
“Of course...”

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I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier's coming home

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So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Vietnam
And he told her of his heart
It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of
He said when it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for a while

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Kagome smiled as she set the letter on her desk. She looked out the window and pictured her InuYasha. It had been three months since he left. And Kagome missed him terribly. But she knew he would return to her. Someday, somehow.

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I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier's coming home

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One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the Anthem sang
A man said folks would you bow your heads
For a list of local Vietnam dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

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It was Friday night and Kagome stood on the field, playing her favorite song with the marching band on the piccolo. They had just finished the Lord’s Prayer and the Anthem had been sung. Suddenly, the marching band was asked to take a seat and a man stood up at the podium.
“Folks would you bow your heads for a list of local demon dead.” Kagome froze.
Kagome quickly left her seat as the man began to read off names and their positions. Kagome slipped under the stands, waiting, praying, that InuYasha’s name would not be spoken.
“InuYasha Kenka: General.” Kagome felt her whole world come crashing down on her and the tears began to fall.

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I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier's coming home

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Kagome sat on the pier, gazing out at the water, the setting sun sending beams of light across the water. She sighed, memories of the few days she spent with InuYasha flooding back.
Suddenly, someone’s strong arms pulled her back against their chest. Kagome gasped before spinning around only to come face to face with InuYasha.
“InuYasha!” Kagome cried, “You’re alive!” InuYasha only nodded before pulling Kagome into his embrace.
“They said you were dead,” Kagome whispered.
“I thought I was. I went missing. Since I had no one that really cared about me as they believed, they decided I was dead.”
“So you were more like lost, presumably dead.” InuYasha nodded.
“InuYasha I’ve missed you!” Kagome curled into his embrace, relief and much more flooding through her.
“I’ve missed you too Kagome. But the war is over. We won.”
“Thanks to their wonderful general?” InuYasha smiled.
“Yep. But I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying here. For good.”

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I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier's coming home

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***Author’s Note: Well I hope yall enjoyed it. Not much to say today.
Sakura G. signing out. ;)

***Length:
6 Microsoft Word Pages; 1334 Words
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