Forgotten Snow
Chapter one

it was a cold day in wintertime and the sun was hidden behind dark clouds. Snow fell gently from the sky and fell lightly onto the ground. The soft powder resided nicely there before being packed down by a young teenaged boy's foot. He was panting hard and smiling like he'd just won the lottery. He coughed lightly and his hot breath turned into a soft cloud of white crystals.

He skidded to a halt, after sliding a few feet and landing on his butt, at the bottom of some icy marble steps. Taking no mind of his wet backside, he sprinted up the steps, slipping a few times and falling ungracefully onto his face.

Once he reached the top of the stairs his whole body was covered in snow. But he didn't seem to care. Adjusting his hat and scarf, he walked briskly up to the small house that was surrounded by the shrine's ancient buildings.

He cleared his throat and knocked briskly on the door.

No answer.

His smile faltered a little but he quickly shook it off and knocked again. This time he heard footsteps.

He brightened as Mrs. Higurashi opened the door. "Good afternoon, ma'am."

"Oh Inu-yasha," Mrs. Higurashi said and stepped aside, "Kagome didn't tell me you were coming over. She's upstairs in her room. Do you need anything?"

Inu-yasha smiled and shook his head. Removing his damp shoes and his outerwear, he began to walk to the stairs. "I'll be fine, ma'am, thank you very much."

"Oh course, Inu-yasha," Mrs. Higurashi returned to the kitchen where she'd come from.

Inu-yasha made it to the top of the stairs and knocked on the door.

The door opened slowly and Kagome's soft blue orbs peeked out. She smiled softly at Inu-yasha and opened the door wider to him. He smiled down at her and kissed her cheek before walking inside the room. However, he didn't notice Kagome's cringe as his lips made contact with her.

"How are you, Inu-yasha?" Kagome asked softly.

Inu-yasha's ears twitched on top of his head and he turned to face her, confused. Kagome never used his full name. It was always Inu...or Yash. But never Inu-yasha together.

"Kag...?" he asked hesitantly as he reached out to her.

She backed away against the wall. She looked away from him and he felt his heart clench.

"I invited you over for a reason, Inu-yasha," Kagome whispered softly, her eyes shut and he hair covering her face.

"O-okay..." Inu-yasha said, nervous as to what Kagome was going to say. "You can tell me, Kag."

Kagome took a deep breath and looked at him quietly, like she'd gained experienced a greater knowledge and was going to share her information with a small child. She bit her lip and turned away again. "I think we should see other people."

It felt like he'd been hit by a bag of bricks. Like he'd been bitch-slapped by the fat lady who lived at the bus stop. Like she'd ripped out his heard and stomped on it just to see how much pain it would cause him.

He laughed, "You-you're joking, right, Kagome?"

Kagome said nothing and didn't meet his eyes.

He knew it was a lost cause. He took a step back, "other...people..." The phone rang in the background and Mrs. Higurashi picked it up. Kagome's grandfather was outside pruning a tree. Souta was downstairs playing video games. He could hear all the noises, but yet, he felt deaf. He felt betrayed and lonely. He felt his world crash around him.

He bowed his head in anger. "Who?"

Kagome blinked, "What?"

"Who is it that you're leaving me for?" he hissed venomously.

"No-no one!" Kagome stammered out and looked away.

Mrs. Higurashi walked in and didn't seem to notice the tension growing between the two teens. "Kagome dear, I'm sorry to interrupt, but Naraku was on the phone and wishes to talk to you." Kagome nodded quickly and blushed and Mrs. Higurashi smiled. She turned and left.

Inu-yasha was on her the second the door was shut. His eyes narrowed and he glared at Kagome, trying to hide his pain. "Naraku, huh? He's a nice catch."

"Inu-yasha...please, don't make this harder than it already is!" Kagome whispered out as she eyed the phone. "I should call him," she muttered to herself, not wanting Inu-yasha to hear.

Inu-yasha bristled angrily, his golden eyes clearly showing his hurt and betrayal. "WELL, I guess I'll be leaving, so you and your precious Naraku can have a lovely little phone conversations. Tell him I send my regards." He turned on his heel and began to march out.


He paused and turned to look at her, hoping deep within his heart that she would change her mind. Tell him this was all one big sick joke.

"We...we can still be friends, can't we?" Kagome whispered out, grasping the railing of the staircase to support her self.

He looked at her with cold eyes. At that very moment he felt like he'd lived one thousand centuries before suddenly realizing he had been dead all along. His heart throbbed painfully in his chest and he was barely able to conceal his hurt and his anger. He slowly removed the rosary around his neck. The first thing Kagome had ever given to him, on their first date together. He leaned down sadistically slow and placed the beads on the bottom step. Looking back up at her, he said coldly, "No."

Kagome looked sad and she bit her lip again. "Well, I guess this is goodbye, then."

He snorted and walked to the front door.

"Inu-yasha?" he turned to see Souta and Mrs. Higurashi looking at him. Souta looked confused but Mrs. Higurashi had the knowing look of a mother.

He bowed his head. "Thank you for allowing me to enter your household, ma'am, I must be going now."

"Inu-niichan," Souta said softly as he reached for him.

Inu-yasha looked at him sadly, "I'm not your brother, squirt. Be good to your mom."

"Will we see you tomorrow, Inu-yasha?" Mrs. Higurashi said, she too was hoping that her daughter hadn't done what she thought she did.

Inu-yasha blinked back tears as he tied his shoes in jerky movements. Shoving on his jacket and his hat he said softly, "No. You won't." With a flip of his scarf around his neck he turned towards the door.

And then he was gone.

Kagome watched Inu-yasha leave, safely in her room. She had also watched him run up the stairs only ten minutes before. But now, his shoulders were slumped and his feet dragged. He turned around and looked up at her, but she wasn't sure if he saw her or not. His hand passed over his face and his lips moved. But she didn't hear what he said.

She felt like she should go after him. This wasn't right.

The phone rang.

She picked it up.

"Oh, hi Naraku!" Kagome giggled out and shut her blinds, blocking the silver haired boy from view forever.