She’s Still Here
Nov. 6th, 2010 07:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pc32_ficsHe reclined carefully, taking in the color of the sky with a familiar pang. Blue-gray, darkened to almost a steely-purple, it was the color of her eyes when she was at her angriest.
He missed that color.
InuYasha shifted to get comfortable, clutching the branch with blunted nails as he wobbled, uncharacteristically nearly losing his balance.
“You okay up there?”
InuYasha growled – hardly impressive with his stupid human vocal cords, he huffed – and coughed out a “keh.” They wouldn’t. Fucking. Leave!
He wanted to be alone – just him and the sky the exact shade of her irritated eyes… the last stars sparkling in the pre-dawn, like tears when she was tending his wounds, on the one morning where he couldn’t stop himself from shedding silent tears.
Kagome had promised to stay by his side, and now she was gone! He couldn’t blame her, he knew deep down; that didn’t stop it from hurting, didn’t stop him from digging at the bottom of the well futilely on nights he had his claws, when he knew the others were asleep.
Of course, if Kagome had to be away, at least the effect she had had on his life remained… he had friends. People he trusted. People who refused to leave his side on his first vulnerable night since he had left her sobbing in her mother’s arms; when he refused to come down from his perch, they took up camp below him, weapons at the ready.
She may not have been there, but he wasn’t alone. It was all because of her, and he knew better than to try and chase them off. They were almost as stubborn as her… and he wouldn’t taint her memory by ruining the good things she had left.
And sooner or later, she’d be back, too.
He missed that color.
InuYasha shifted to get comfortable, clutching the branch with blunted nails as he wobbled, uncharacteristically nearly losing his balance.
“You okay up there?”
InuYasha growled – hardly impressive with his stupid human vocal cords, he huffed – and coughed out a “keh.” They wouldn’t. Fucking. Leave!
He wanted to be alone – just him and the sky the exact shade of her irritated eyes… the last stars sparkling in the pre-dawn, like tears when she was tending his wounds, on the one morning where he couldn’t stop himself from shedding silent tears.
Kagome had promised to stay by his side, and now she was gone! He couldn’t blame her, he knew deep down; that didn’t stop it from hurting, didn’t stop him from digging at the bottom of the well futilely on nights he had his claws, when he knew the others were asleep.
Of course, if Kagome had to be away, at least the effect she had had on his life remained… he had friends. People he trusted. People who refused to leave his side on his first vulnerable night since he had left her sobbing in her mother’s arms; when he refused to come down from his perch, they took up camp below him, weapons at the ready.
She may not have been there, but he wasn’t alone. It was all because of her, and he knew better than to try and chase them off. They were almost as stubborn as her… and he wouldn’t taint her memory by ruining the good things she had left.
And sooner or later, she’d be back, too.
