Something Akin to Fear by BloodyHues
Looking into Reality
Hiya, Ya'll!
Yes, it's me, back with another one! I do hope that ya'll enjoy this. I have been thinking about it for months and months, but I never could seem to get it down.
Ah well, so I am right now, but I will not be posting this story for a while... it is currently May 23, 2006, so we will see how long it takes me on my other stories, so I can post up this chapter.
I do hope that you all enjoy this. Please, read, enjoy, and review. Rinse, lather and repeat.
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Something Akin to Fear
Chapter One
Looking into Reality
When one looks at the world, they see it through a cloud of haze, the pink color of innocence and ignorance enough to make them want to stay tucked away in their own little worlds forever. Shying away from their troubles and fears they find themselves feeling invincible and above everything around them. They turn their backs on those who try and warn them and they do not take kindly to those who pursue the matter fully. What is it that causes people to fall into this false sense of security? What makes them believe that the world and time belongs to them alone? Maybe it is the simple fact of them being sheltered their entire lives. Maybe it is the hope they have for something more in life. Or maybe they believe that there is good in everything. Here lies their first deadly mistake.
A slender finger moves to tap at an almost glittering pink orb that hangs around a neck as slender as a swans', and perhaps just as elegant looking. The innocent looking jewel bounces and dances as the finger taps at it, and finally settles against a chest as it is left alone.
Sitting back against the Goshinboku tree, Kagome sighs as she watches a silver headed figure bound around a field chasing Shippou. The fiery haired kit seems to be enjoying himself as he tries to evade a blundering Inu Yasha. Before long, though, Inu Yasha pounces the kitsune from behind and they go tumbling into the grass face first.
All fun and games. A sigh and Kagome pushes herself up and away from the large tree, turning away from the wrestling duo and she heads back to the village, passing many playing children on the way.
Will they ever grow up? The statement in her mind comes from seemingly nowhere and there is a small hesitation in her step before she continues on her way. Her dark chocolate eyes fix onto her destination, a hut on the edge of the village, and she enters in unceremoniously.
The wrinkled old woman who sits next to a fire in the middle of the hut looks up, the stick in her hand nearly falling to the floor in her surprise/ "Oh, child! Do warn me next time. Ye know that my heart is becoming weak." The old woman pauses as she places the stick on the floor and she stands slowly, a small creaking heard from her bones.
Kagome settles against the wall by the door as the old woman begins bustling about, throwing things in a small bowl beside the fire every now and then.
"Have ye solved the mystery of the well yet child? Inu Yasha seems to be working hard to figure it out." A futile question. The old woman's voice grinds out, ancient and kind.
A yes, the well. Kagome fights back the tears that are threatening to fall, but despite her defiance one slips from the corner of her eye and rolls down a rosy cheek.
"No, Kaede." Her voice is strained and her throat stings as it clenches tightly. She looks to the floor, biting down on her lips to will away the pain. It never works. Giving a forced smile to the old woman, she turns to go back outside.
"Are ye participating tonight, child?" Kagome stops with a sigh and without even facing she tells Kaede that, no, she will not participate, but she will indeed be there. The old woman does not answer as Kagome leaves.
Souta, mom, grandpa... I hope you know how sorry I am and how much I love you all. I hope you understand everything. Kagome settles now to walking around the village dwelling on the past and present.
Naraku...She sighs in her mind and shakes her head. I wonder what happened to Sesshomaru and that little girl... what is her name? ... Rin. What are they doing now?
Sesshomaru had dealt Naraku his final blow, but his own injuries could not be ignored. However, he had left without help and losing a lot of blood. Kagome has no question on if he still lives, merely his state of mind after being nearly defeated by the dirty Hanyou Naraku.
Can he and Inu Yasha ever see past their difference? She closes her eyes and stops, her fingers playing with the fabric of her miko outfit. So much like Kikyo... Her hands fall away in disgust as the thought crosses her mind.
You would have gone to hell with her, Inu Yasha, if Sesshomaru had not killed her as well. I am merely your copy of her. A reminder so that you will never forget the love you had for your first love. How typical, Inu Yasha.
Another ever-occuring sigh and she opens her eyes as she watches people bustle about preparing for the newest wedding about to take place. Kagome's eyes mist over at the thought of a pure love.
Sango and Miroku. Everyone knew this day would come for you two. Your eyes betrayed your actions and feelings. How lucky you are to have found each other.
And, with her musings, she sits down on a wooden crate to watch as the village prepares for its festivities.
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"...And may the Gods be witness to this union." Kaede's old voice crackles as she finishes the ceremony, her eyes trailing to Miroku and Sango who share the briefest of kisses before they turn and bow to the crowd, who nearly erupt in cheers, the deafening sound almost more than can be stood.
Kagome watches with a smile on her face as Sango takes hold of Miroku's hand, which is finally free of the cursed wind tunnel, and they merge into the crowd, swallowed up by the people wishing to congratulate them. The murmers of appraisal and squeals of excited young women are heard, but Kagome does not approach her friends.
Even the ever-faithful Inu Yasha stumbles over to the group, already having consumed more than his fair share of Saki for the night. A giggling Shippou clings to his shoulders, but has grown over the past six years.
We have all grown. The thought hovers in her mind, even as she sits alone beside a tree. To her, nature has been the only constant thing with her time in the Feudal Era. And now it is my permanent home...
Just as she stands to do her part in congratulating the newly weds, a long arm snakes out of the darkness, barely illuminated by the torches set around the perimeter of the forest. A large hand clamps down over Kagome's mouth and her surprised gasp is muffled off, never to be heard.
The last thought that seeps into her mind is how stupid of an idea a night wedding could have been.
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My newest story! I do hope that you all enjoy, though I know I am going to have a rough time stacking up to Entertainment's status. Well, tell me what you think, and be honest! I do not mind flames. Thank you to all my faithful readers who have transferred from one story to another! Have a great night/day!
BloodyHues.
PS: I HAVE POSTED THIS CHAPTER AND THIS STORY BECAUSE I AM STRUGGLING WITH MY OTHER FAN FICTIONS AND I AM TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO WRITE THEM CORRECTLY. GETTING INTO THE GROOVE, YOU KNOW.
SO, DO BE PATIENT WITH ME, BECAUSE THIS IS AN IDEA THAT WILL NOT LEAVE ME BE. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT SO FAR.