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Just Breathe
By : Dreamkeeper
Category: InuYasha > General
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Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
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A/N:� Heya beautiful
Ppl!

Okay I�m trying a little something new here and going on a
bit of a whim�so bear with me��

Disclaimer:� *gazes at
Gucci bag in shop window*
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�If only dreams come true�I need new windows in my room��
�� *takes hat off to Rumiko
Takahashi*

Summary:� They were
brought together by mistake, driven by circumstance to depend on one another
where friendship blossomed and runs deeper then life itself.� One learns of love and the other learns to love
again.� Rooted deep in each others souls,
is a burning passion� will fate resume its course or will the mistake of
friendship surpass destiny itself.

Chapter 1: A Beginning

�Nothing worth having
has ever been achieved, except by those who dare to believe that something
about them was superior to circumstance� Unknown��
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Once upon time, like all great stories begin, in a place
untouched by time, where harmony flowed through the land and there was an abundance
of life, the bloodline began�

Conceived between two arch rivals who found a bittersweet solace
in one another, the first Ryukiano Child was born.� For one night, differences where shunned
aside, the pain of loneliness forgotten, as if it never existed, the burden of
family, allies, honor and loyalty drifted into the distance like a vague memory
lost to the world.

A wave of passion descended upon these two foes, with need
as the driving force, a strong unknown need, these two experienced, beautiful passion
in its rawest form, roused by lust.� And through each other, for the first and only time in their long
centuries of life, these two beings found completion.

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She had heard this story countless time, but each time it
would seem like the first.� She would
pick up on small things that she never noted before.� Yet despite the fact that with each telling
of the story, it would become clearer to her, it seemed to become vaguer to the
essence of the story, the facts where lost and the imagination of the
storyteller would reign supreme with each version of this magnificent tale of
love, making it bigger and better according to their liking.

These were the times she remembered the most.� A child conceived from love and bound in
innocence was brought into this world. ��Memories of those times drifted through her
mind, capturing her attention for just a moment before being thrown aside like
all responsibility� was
to a young child, a waste of time�

She doesn�t not remember those things.� She remembers the impressionable moments,
when she was free and loved, running through rice paddies on a bright summer�s
day as the murky water splashed about her burning feet, cooling her skin
instantly and drenching the bottom of her kimono.� She remembers her mother�s expression on her
face, angry at her current state, yet she couldn�t quell the sparkling eyes as
her smile broke through her angry fa�ade at seeing the innocence her daughter
brought to the world.�

A smile ghosted across her lips in remembrance of her mother
and how she, tired as she might, could not quite her fiery spirit.

Her mind cast itself back again to the story, the Legend of
Ryukiano, the Legend of the Dragon Child.�
How she use to sit there, dressed in her muck encrusted kimono, knees
bend, hands folded in her lap like the kind, honorable child her mother should
of raised, but her eyes, her eyes gave her away.� They were wide and full of life as she hung
onto the every word of the storyteller.�
With each word she would sink further into a world of dreams, with each
word the outside world would fade into nothing as her thoughts and imagination
took over�

She smiled at this; the chinking of her chains rang
throughout the tiny dark room as she adjusted her seat on the dirty old matt
that was her bed.

�Memories build the past and the past builds the present
resulting in the future�� her mother used to say as she took her young one into
her arms�

� Good memories lighten the heart and the bad ones keep our
heart bound to the earth�eventually the memories will blend into one to form
your past my Kagome.� These memories,
they fit together, good and bad, hot and cold, yin and yang�the one cannot
exist without the other��

Looking directly ahead of her, taking in the dirt of the
bricks that bound her in the tiny room, she traced the patterns them seemed to
form as her mind kept her sane in her prison of loneliness, her thoughts kept
her company as she spoke her wondering mind to the looming darkness�

� I have may good memories, of a life filled with love but
sometime I wonder if I am off balance, for my bad memories seem to outweigh the
good��

�A/N:� Well that was the beginning chapter�. I
humbly apologize for any grammatical errors that you may come across, please
let me know If you find any.

Please let me know what you think and if I should continue
this story�.

Until next time�.

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Just Breathe	By : Dreamkeeper Category: InuYasha > General Views: 1598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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