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Crescent Moon	By : FlameWolf666 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 14740 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone or anything from Inuyasha. Nor do I profit from writing this story. This is just for fun.

Chapter List
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Author's Note: * chases butterflies * :D
Chapter Thirteen: Need to Remember
Cold, damp and pointy. Groggily, Flame opened her hazel eyes to see the sun setting. Had she fallen asleep in her yard? That would explain that dream. That man had sounded so sad. Why had he seemed so familiar. His hair and face made something deep inside her cry out in pain. Shaking her head, she got to her feet and hobbled into her western style house.
Turning on the light, she noticed a huge pile of mail as well as several messages on her answering machine. What had happened to her and for how long? Where had her time gone? Did have to do with the silver haired man that was calling her name? Questions making her head dizzy, she sorted through the mail until she found the most recent date. According to her mail she had been gone thirteen days. Suddenly feeling faint, she laid down on her brown leather couch and draped an arm over her eyes. “What happened?” she asked the empty house.
The last thing she remembered was getting a fang necklace from an anime merchandise store and going to sleep. Suddenly a flash of amber eyes shot through her mind. Something in her mind cramped in a effort to remember those eyes. Somewhere, deep inside, she felt those eyes meant something to her. “What the hell is going on?!” she wailed, flailing in frustration. That was when she noticed the clothes she was wearing. They were definitely not hers. Where had they come from? Why was she wearing them? Why couldn't she remember anything?
With a frustrated noise, the black haired female sat up. Maybe the fang would give her a clue. It was the last thing she could remember after all. Happy with her plan, Flame went up the stairs to her room. To her relief the necklace was still on her night-stand. Picking up the small tooth, she examined it closely. There wasn't anything unusual about it. In fact it almost resembled a longer human canine tooth.
Disappointed, she put the necklace around her neck. Suddenly she could swear she felt a hand on her shoulder and hot breath on her neck. Visions of the amber eyed, silver haired man filled her head. His eyes were full of sorrow as he held her against him. “Come back,” he whispered into her ear. With a shock she came back to herself, her heart racing. What had that been about? Why was her heart aching as if it was breaking? Suddenly she noticed the fang on the necklace was warm and glowing blue.
With a shaky hand, she grasped the fang. “What are you trying to tell me?” she asked the object. The fang glowed slightly brighter before stopping. Shaking her head, she changed into some clothes that actually belonged to her. She chose a deep red t-shirt and blue jeans. She set aside the clothes, shoes and socks as a mystery to be solved later. Resigning herself to the fact that she would get no more answers tonight, she went downstairs to make herself some food.
Sesshomaru stormed into his castle, growling loudly. As soon as the servants saw him coming, they dodged out of his way. None of them dared ask why he was angry. His hard gaze rested briefly on the servant that had treated Flame badly during breakfast. She stiffened, wondering briefly if he knew what she had done. He narrowed his eyes at her before returning his gaze to the front. He could smell her guilt but he had more important things to attend to.
Rin bounced the yellow and orange ball off Jaken's head with a small giggle. Her eyes were full of sorrow and loneliness. She missed Flame already. The older female hadn't been around long but Rin had enjoyed her company. It had been nice to have another human to talk to. Every time she tried to talk to the servants they would shun her or glare at her.
As the ball bounced back, the angry toad turned toward her and flailed his staff. “How dare you treat me like a mere toy!” he yelled, waving his arms. Rin merely rolled her eyes, walking away from the yelling demon slowly. As she walked, she noticed a familiar shadow on the ground and looked up. A smile broke on her face as she saw Lord Sesshomaru walking into the garden. Eagerly she ran toward him until she saw his expression. Stopping in her tracks, she resumed walking towards him much more slowly. Lord Sesshomaru was furious. She had only seen him so furious around Inuyasha and she wondered what happened.
“Rin, Jaken we are going on a trip,” he announced, still walking towards them.
“Yes m'lord. I would travel with you anywhere,” Jaken squawked, waddling towards The enraged taiyoukai and grabbing onto one of his pants legs. Sesshomaru seemed to take no notice of the toad clinging to him and dragged the poor creature along as he walked. Rin fell in behind him as he led the way back out to the courtyard.
Gently, Sesshomaru lifted the small girl onto the still shaking Ah-Un. Rin had never seen the two headed mount so scared. Comfortingly, the small girl rubbed the left neck. Slowly, the dragon youkai calmed and began to be still. As Rin patted Ah-Un, Jaken clambered onto the huge saddle behind the child. Once all of them had settled, the seething youkai grabbed the reigns. Slowly, both of them rose into the air and flew towards the east.
Rin watched the stiff, quiet lord with concern. Something must have happened to Flame on the way home. With how angry he looked, she didn't dare ask. Jaken also noticed Sesshomaru's mood and stayed uncharacteristically quiet. They flew in silence for twenty minutes, neither of the passengers daring to break it. Then, without warning, Sesshomaru and Ah-Un began to descend into the forest. “Where are we going Lord Sesshomaru?” Jaken asked.
“We are going to meet with Inuyasha's group,” he responded quietly, not looking at Jaken.
“Why m'lord?! He's caused you nothing but trouble! Surely he has nothing you need!” Jaken squalled. Sesshomaru's jaw clenched but he didn't answer his retainer. Seeing his lord tense, Jaken subsided into silence.
Slowly they came down until they landed in the middle of Inuyasha's group's camp. Immediately Inuyasha was drawing his sword and standing in front of his pack. The monk had his hand on some sacred beads on his right arm and the demon slayer was holder her huge boomerang at the ready. Only Kagome didn't have a weapon at the ready. “Hold on! He has Rin and Jaken with him! I don't think he's here to fight,” she shouted. The others, seeming to notice Rin and Jaken on Ah-Un, lowered their weapons. The only exception was Inuyasha.
The white haired hanyou's pointed ears were pressed against his head as he snarled at his half brother. “What do you want Sesshomaru,” Inuyasha barked, pointing his sword at the taiyoukai.
“I wish to speak with the Miko,” he stated simply.
“Over my dead body!” Inuyasha shouted.
“Sit boy!” Kagome interjected. With a small noise, Inuyasha's necklace flashed and he was cratered into the ground.
“What's going on Sesshomaru? Where's Flame?” asked the young woman as she stepped over the hanyou's prone body.
“That is why I wish to speak with you Kagome. If it will make the half breed feel better, we will talk here,” he replied, tensing slightly.
“What happened?” she asked quietly, her brown eyes going wide. Sesshomaru sighed deeply, then went into a concise tale of what happened.
Once he had finished talking, Sesshomaru was surprised to feel Kagome's small arms wrapped around him. Inuyasha growled low in his throat as he crawled out of the crater. “Get away from him Kagome,” he growled, trying to raise his sword.
“Sit boy!” she shouted, not releasing her hold on Sesshomaru. Once again Inuyasha was slammed into the ground by the magical force of the beads.
“So Flame went back to her time but her memory got wiped in the process. Did she ever tell you where she lived?” Kagome asked.
“Some place called Hokkaido,” he responded, his face showing no emotion.
“Geeze, that's quite a ways away from where I live. Her name is unusual though, so it should be easy to find her in theory,” Kagome pondered.
“So you could find her?” Sesshomaru asked, his voice not showing the hope he felt.
“Yes, but I'm not sure I could get to her. Getting to Hokkaido costs a lot of money in my time,” she replied, her face falling.
Sesshomaru felt the hopes he had get dashed in one sentence. “Could I get to your time and look for her?” he asked, not willing to give up.
“I don't think so. Shippo's tried to come to my time before and was blocked,” she replied hesitantly. Sesshomaru felt his heart drop at her reply. There was no way for him to get to her. With a silent bow, the stoic taiyoukai grabbed Ah-Un's reigns and rose into the air.
“I hope you find her,” Kagome called after him. Behind her, an angry looking half demon crawled out of the crater in the ground.
Sesshomaru flew without a direction, his eyes not seeing where he was going. She was probably gone forever and there was nothing he could do. His heart lurched in his chest at the thought. Slowly he remembered Rin and Jaken riding on the dragon youkai beside him. Rin was looking up at him with wide, sad eyes. “Flame-chan's not coming back is she?” she asked quietly. Sesshomaru tensed, turning his gaze back to the front.
“Yes, she is. I'll make sure of it,” he answered, a cold edge to his voice. Slowly he steered towards his castle. He would find a way to find her if it killed him.
Gasping, Flame sat up with her black hair plastered to her forehead with sweat. Visions of the silver haired man filled her mind. In her dream he had changed into a giant canine and had started licking her. She had pet the huge dog with a feeling of contentment and peace. Suddenly a baritone voice had whispered, “Please, remember me,” in her ear, causing her to wake up.
With a frustrated groan, the sleepy female swung her legs out of bed. She desperately wanted to remember the man and why her heart lurched every time she heard his voice. He seemed so familiar. Almost as if she had seen him on a show or something. Sighing, she put the fang necklace back on before going downstairs. She had called all her family and friends yesterday to let them know she was okay. She had to tell them she had gone on a trip and forgot to tell anyone to avoid problems.
Pouring herself some cereal and milk, she put in an anime dvd and sat on the couch. As the anime opened, she nearly spat out her cereal. The man popped up during the opening to the anime, shocking her to silence. Pausing the opening on a frame with the man, she scurried to grab the box for the dvds. “Inuyasha, huh? Is there names for characters anywhere in here?” she asked as she opened the box. Inside was an information sheet about the episodes on the disks. Unfortunately there was nothing to tell her the man's name.
At least she had something to work form now. She would deal with the fact that the man couldn't possibly exist later. Maybe if she could remember his name, she would remember where she had been for the past thirteen days. Determined to regain her memories, Flame started to watch the episode and hoped his name would be mentioned.
Sesshomaru hadn't left his study since the previous night. Several of his servants were worried and milled about just outside the door. Rin and Jaken were beside themselves with worry and debated going in to check on him. Inside Sesshomaru was surrounded by books, stacks and stacks of books. He had been pouring over them all night for any way to get to Flame. So far he had come up empty.
With a frustrated growl, he slammed a huge volume shut as he stood. He had read every book in his library pertaining to artifacts or magic. Nothing in his vast library could help him get his human back. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Sesshomaru paced the spacious room. He couldn't just sit here and give up on ever seeing her again. Yet he was at a loss of what to do now. He had the largest collection of books in the land, there was no hope of anyone having information that he didn't. Right now it looked like he was stuck. Clenching his hand into a fist, he stared at the stacks of unhelpful books. Right now he wanted nothing more than to throw one out his window.
After a few episodes, Flame finally heard the mystery man's name. It was 'Sesshomaru'. Unfortunately the name didn't bring back any memories with it. In frustration she shut the anime off and flung the T.V. Remote onto the coffee table in front of her. Suddenly the fang pulsed on her neck and she had a flash of a memory. She was riding on a giant white animal in a forest. The animal's motion was gentle and lulling her to sleep. As she dozed on the beast's back she heard a voice plead “You must remember Flame.”
Flame came back to reality with a start. Glaring, she tugged at the string the fang was on. “What are you trying to tell me?! What do I need to remember? Who is this Sesshomaru to me?!” she yelled exasperatedly. The fang merely glowed gently before going dark. With a growl, she stuffed the object under her shirt. She needed to draw to get her mind off all this mystery.
In a huff, she grabbed her drawing pad and pencils and went out her front door. Her face set in an angry frown, she stomped off into the woods. Plopping down on a cool rock, she looked around for anything to sketch. Unfortunately none of her animals friends were around today. With a small sigh she began to draw from her imagination. Soon she was drawing anthro animal characters all over her sketchbook.
It wasn't long until she found herself sketching Sesshomaru. The eyes on the sketchpad looked haunted and sad. “I can't even get away from you out here,” she whispered to the graphite sketch. Flipping the page, she began sketching the white canine from her dreams. It was then she noticed the similarities between the dog and the man. They had similar markings on their faces, making her wonder if they could be related in a way.
“Just what are you anyway?” she asked the sketch of the dog as she stood up.
Having enough drawing for one day, the young woman walked back to her house. Once she got back, she was shocked to find two hours had passed. Flinging her sketchpad down, Flame flopped onto her couch with a sigh. More questions than answers filled her head. “I'm already tired of the questions,” she sighed to herself.
Cautiously, Rin reached a small hand forward an knocked on the large, wooden door. Slowly, the door opened and Rin walked inside. Sesshomaru was sitting behind his desk with his head in his hands. He looked up at the small child with a haunted gaze. “Lord Sesshomaru,” Rin gasped, running forward. Gently, she hugged the tired taiyoukai. Sesshomaru smiled softly, hugging her back.
“Don't worry, she'll come back,” Rin whispered, no doubt in her voice. Sesshomaru pulled back to look in the child's brown eyes.
“Yes, if nothing else Kagome can contact her in some way,” he replied, trying to sound more sure than he felt.
The child's confidence made his spirits raise slightly. Maybe there was a way to send long distance communication in the future. Maybe Kagome was on her way back now and had thought of that. He would have to check back with Inuyasha's group in a few days. Ruffling the worried child's hair, Sesshomaru walked out of his study. Rin followed close behind him as he nearly bowled over Jaken. Ignoring Jaken's outraged squawks, the taiyoukai headed towards Flame's old room.
Once Rin saw where he was heading, she deemed it best to leave him alone and headed towards the garden. Sesshomaru opened the door that led to Flame's room and stepped inside. It still smelled like her in here and he inhaled deeply as he shut the door. Almost in a trance, he walked toward her bed. Almost tenderly, he brushed his clawed hand along the silk sheets. “Flame, remember me,” he whispered to the empty room.
Gingerly, he sat on the silk sheets, feeling the mattress sink beneath him. Finally he let his feeling wash over him. Sadness washed over him like a tidal wave. “Why did I let you go?” he whispered, feeling a tightness in his chest. Inside his beast raved and raged. How dare he lose their mate? How dare he let her forget them? How could he call himself a dog demon? Gripping his head in his hands, he tried to stop his emotions from spiraling out of control. Slowly, he came back to himself. “Flame... come back,” he whispered.
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