Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-Yasha. My wish goddess doesn't like me. She never grants me any wishes.
She was covered in blood. His blood. She screamed, screamed his name till her voice was hoarse and the only sound she could utter was but a whisper. She clutched at his lifeless body desperately, whispering words that might have consoled her raging heart. She had lost him, her one important thing in life.
No… she didn't. He was alive, but he was sleeping. It was what she told herself, and her body relaxed at the thought of his face in his sleep. A smile crept up her face and she gently placed him on her lap. Pushing his thick, white bangs back, she hastily tried to smear the blood on his cheeks away. She thought it made him look… dead. Shuddering at the thought, she pushed the thought to the back of her mind and rocked his body back and forth. Everything was all right now. As soon as everything stops pounding in her ears and as soon as her heart stops feeling like it was going to jump out of her chest… everything would be okay, and they would be together again. It would be another mainstream day, a day where they yell at each other for every little thing even though they had admitted their feelings for each other. Old habits don't die, she supposed. They just don't.
"Are you willing to do this? You will have a little more than a month, which supports two transformations- one human, one hanyou. Within that time, you can either complete the task, or prepare for havoc."
"Hurry up, old lady. I don't have the time for this."
"Rash decisions will do you no good. However, the spell is ready. You must walk through the portal over there and be ready for your transformation. You will not be able to speak nor will you be able to return until you have completed your task. One last chance. Are you sure?"
"Yes. Yes, I am."
A white-haired child looking no more than eight years of age among the field of pink and purple shades and hues, the fragrance of flowers over-powering his sensitive nose. The strange looking ears atop his head twitched as his golden eyes flickered at a movement in front of him. It was a human, quite tall too.
With straight ivory hair and gentle eyes, the young girl frowned down upon the little boy. Who was he, and what was he doing in her mom's garden? She didn't understand why anyone would want to be in her mom's garden. The smell of flowers was a bit too strong to her. Most of her friends thought so too.
The boy stuck out his lower lip and twitched as the human's hands came upon his shoulders. Ugh.
The girl cocked an eyebrow at the strange reaction of her hand upon him. Weird.
He took her hand slowly as they walk back to the house together, soft smiles lighting their faces.
Comments? Love you guys! And since this is really, really short… I'll post Chapter One within 3-4 days. :) Just to make one thing clear… I did not copy this fic from someone else. I wrote this fic in the first place and simply posted it under another account. I decided to switch to this one, so bear with me. :]