Never go back | By : KiraIsJudgement Category: InuYasha > General Views: 3577 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I do not own the show Inuyasha or any of it’s characters. I make no money from this story.
The sun shone down, warming my skin on this nice summer day, as I walked through the grounds of the shrine. The Higurashi shrine has been taken care of by family as long as any could remember. And even though this place is a little known tourist attraction, it’s my home. I grew up here with my mother, grandpa, and brother Sota. My father was lost to us just after my little brother was born, in a car crash.
It’s strange to think that something as simple as someone not checking their blind spot before changing lanes could mess up a family. Something like as two machines smashing into each other, could kill a person. But it did, and my family has had to suffer the loss of my loving father ever since.
My ideas of modern day death are a little wrapped due to all the time I spent back in the feudal era. The weird things I saw happen to bodies, the crazy way people died, or the length that a person’s body to be stretched before actually dying, really screwed me up.
I saw villages eaten away by rats, birds suck the blood of hundreds and swords that could kill thousands in one strike. I saw several people brought back from the dead, even when there wasn’t a body to reanimate. I saw friends take in huge amounts of poison, suffer holes through their chest, and even the removal of body parts, and still come out just fine. So with all things considered, it isn’t really my fault that I think it is absurd that my father died simply from a bad fender bender. One he probably would have walked away from if he had just worn a seat belt.
Oh well, doesn’t do much good to dwell on that past. Today, I have a different past to dwell on.
I stop at the sacred tree, placing my hand over the spot that I knew Inuyasha’s heart once rested, and I thumbed at the hole left by Kikyo’s arrow. This is where my whole life changed four years ago. Well actually it was five hundred and four years ago. When I was sucked down the bone eater’s well, and came out in Edo, five hundred years in the past.
I can’t help but smile as I think back to the first moment I laid eyes on the hanyou that I would later fall in love with. He looked so innocent and peaceful in his deep sleep. It’s a bitter sweet memory for me. I miss him so much. Damn tears.
It isn’t true about what they say. Time doesn’t heal all wounds. It numbs them over a bit, but they are still there. I just turned nineteen and I would give anything to see him again, even though so many years have past. I never even got to say good-bye before he was returned to his own time, where I can no longer reach him.
I dry my face and take a deep breath. It’s time for my standing-by-the-well-and-hoping-it-will-work-this-time ritual.
I enter the well house, and follow down the stairs. This is so familiar to me, I’ve done it hundreds of times before, but I have never quite gotten used to the eeriness of this place. No light, except what comes in from the door. No noise, but the creaking of the wood planks under my feet. No fresh air, just the stale breath of ghosts long past. And worst of all, no hope.
I was very hopefully the first time I tried to go back after the well closed, but it denied me. Then I became desperate, and begged the gods to allow me to go back to Inuyasha, but they declined. I spent days in this creepy house, jumping in and climbing back out, only to jump in again. I did it so many times that I bruised my whole body, and broke my ankle, but I wouldn’t give up.
My family tried to stop me, but I yelled at them. I said they couldn’t understand. What an idiot I was. Of course Mom and Grandpa understood. They both lost the love of their lives already. But I wasn’t ready to join their little group of lost love. I wanted mine back.
It took days of pushing myself to near death due to under nourishment and dehydration, before I collapsed and woke in my comfy bed. I was heart broken, but at least I started to regain my sanity. And I gave up on relentless jumping into the well. I haven’t giving up on seeing him again, I just don’t break my ankles anymore.
I come here, every couple of days, and stare into the well. For some reason, I feel like he is doing the same for me. If he hasn’t given up, then neither will I.
I stare into the dark center of the damned bone eaters well, tightly gripping the wooden sides. It looks dead, the same way if has in the last three years since I came home.
I wonder if it was my feelings that made it closed? I was so scared inside of the darkness after we defeated Naraku, and I was so happy to be home after Inuyasha saved me. Maybe, because I was so happy to be back here, the well decided it was best for me to stay. So now I will spend the rest of my life in my own world… without you. But Inuyasha, what I really want… is to see you.
Something just changed. The wind blows through my hair, and I can sense a world of life beneath me. A feeling I haven’t had in a long time. I’m frozen, too scared to look, incase I’m wrong. Is it really alive again? Is the well really opening up to me again?
“Kagome, what’s wrong?” My mother’s worried voice soothes me out of my trance, and she comes to my side.
“Mama.” I look at her for support, and the look on her face tells me that she feels it to. We stand side by side, looking together into the world that has opened up to me at the bottom of the well, “The sky.”
I can see the sky in the ground. It’s real. The well’s letting me go home to him… but what about my home here? I can’t stay, I have to go. Will my family understand? Will they let me leave forever?
“Mama, I…” My heart fills like it is going to burst. How do you say good-bye to the woman that gave everything she had to you?
“Kagome, it’s fine.” And she smiles so sweetly. I really do have the best mom in the world. I pull her in for the last hug we’ll ever share.
I don’t waste another second, less my mother or the well might change their minds. Gods know I won’t. I will not lose my chance to be with my Inuyasha again.
I climb over the top, and allow my self to fall in and through. There is never an impact of feet hitting the ground, somehow they just end up there.
The air is clean and the smell of Sakura trees fill the air. This is the smell of Edo, not Tokyo.
I’m home, Inuyasha. I’ve come back to you.
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