Musing

By Miranda Ann Marie Williams

Drama / Humor

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own any Inuyasha characters.

Musing

Can I ask you a question please

Promise you won't laugh at me

Honestly I'm standing here

Afraid I'll be betrayed

As twisted as it seems, I only fear love when it's in my dreams

So let in the morning light come in and let the darkness fade away

Kagome sighed and turned onto her side. She glanced around the campfire at her friends, her family. Her eyes fell upon the quiet monk. To any other he appeared to be asleep but she knew he was thinking, meditating. The girl watched him sadly. She hadn't been to see her family in months but she wouldn't ask to see them again.

Can you turn my black roses red

Can you turn my black roses red

Looking back she realized how selfish she had been, wanting to see her family, worrying about school. Each second wasted was a second of Miroku's life wasted. And now it seems the seconds were beginning to add up. She noticed the way Miroku would wince and grip his hand. The way his aura had darkened and his eyes had dulled.

She wondered if the others had noticed, but she knew they hadn't, except maybe Kirara and Shippo. Kagome smiles at the sleeping kit cuddled against her. He was young, a child still, some-what innocent despite all he had seen. Yet he was smarter than they gave him credit for. Each day the group darkened and Shippo tried his best to raise everyone's spirits.

Sango was stumbling under the weight of knowing she would soon have to face her brother. Knowing that she would either have to see him die or die herself.

And Inuyasha, once again the miko sighed and turned on her back to stare up at the hanyou she had once loved. She snorts and watches his ear twitch. Loved, was she even still capable of loving? She used to completely love Inuyasha and each time he would leave her her heart would break. Each comment he made would cut her like a knife. And who was it Inuyasha would run off to, compare her to? Ironically enough, herself.

Kikyo, her incarnation. Even now Kagome felt a piece of her soul slip away to join with the half Kikyo held. Oh yeah, did she forget to mention the dead miko, brought back with ash and grave soil, was able to steal away a piece of her soul? Like her incarnation she could sense her soul, her other half. She knew Kikyo was gaining more power. She knew Kikyo had joined with Naraku.

Ah yes, Naraku. Who could forget about him? In the end it all came back to him. Him, Kikyo, and the Tama.

Drowning in my loneliness

How long must I hold my breath

So much emptiness inside I could fill the deepest sea

I reach to the sky as the moon looks on

One last year has come and gone

It's time to let your love rain down on me

Kagome closed her eyes momentarily as Miroku clutched his staff and stood. With a chink of his staff he left the clearing. Kagome watched him go with sad eyes before slipping out of her sleeping bag, careful not o wake Shippo, and following.

The monk kept his eyes on the stars not glancing at the miko as she silently sat beside him on the soft dew covered grass. Kagome took Miroku's left hand in her's linking their fingers together. Finally Miroku glances at the girl from the future questioningly.

"I've come to keep you company."

Can you turn my black roses red

Can you turn my black roses red

Cause I feel like I'm living on love

Feel like I'm living on love

Miroku smiles slightly and gives Kagome's hand a squeeze before looking back up at the stars.

Kagome smiles and looks up as well. Perhaps she was still able to love.

Lalalala Lalalala

Can you turn my black roses red

Can you turn my black roses red

Can you turn my black roses red

End

This song is Black Roses Red, by Alana Grace. Please review and tell me what you think. Bye!

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