AN: So, I finally gave in and signed up for KohakuKagura over at the 30 shards community at Live Journal. And, I figured I'd go ahead and post the stories here as well. So, this shall be a series of 30 one-shots, all revolving around the KohakuKagura pairing.
By the way, for the curious, no, I haven't abandoned my InuSan stories. I'm just having a rather severe case of writers block when it comes to those stories. But I will continue them. For now, enjoy this.
Disclaimer: Kohaku and Kagura are characters of the animanga Inuyasha; which belongs to Rumiko Takahashi, not me.
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He had seen her eyes flash with disgust as her wind-blades sliced mercilessly through the flesh of the unfortunate villagers.
He vaguely remembered seeing her eyes flash fiercely as her claws and teeth sank into the flesh and bone of invading demons.
He had seen worry and a hint of fear come across her eyes when she failed to successfully complete an assignment.
He vaguely remembered seeing worry and fear in her eyes when she failed to fully protect one of her comrades.
He had seen a subtle sparkle of happiness shine in her eyes when she managed to get away from him before he could give her any orders.
He vaguely remembered seeing a joyous glimmer in her eyes when she would lie in the grass with them, when they would have a free day.
"Damn it, Kohaku, what are you looking at!"
Kohaku jumped, snapping out of his thoughts. He blinked and looked up to Kagura, obviously startled at the sudden outburst, "Ah... it's nothing." He said, looking away from the wind-user.
Kagura frowned, her crimson eyes narrowing as she moved closer to the taijiya, "Quit playing dumb. You've been staring at me all night!"
"I... didn't realize that." He replied quietly, his eyes remaining on the ground, even though he could feel Kagura watching him.
"Don't give me that!" She said, her voice raising slightly as she did so, "This hasn't been the first time I've caught you staring, Kohaku! Now what's your problem?"
His eyes remained fixed on the ground, as he remained silent for another moment. Then, he finally spoke up once more, though his eyes remained on the ground, "You... remind me of someone I think I knew."
The wind-user arched an eyebrow, giving him a somewhat confused look, "What?"
"Your... eyes." He said, looking up to meet her gaze hesitantly, "They're red... just like..."
"Just like..?" She asked, once he hadn't continued.
Once again, his gaze lowered to the ground, and he bit his lower lips lightly before replying, "Kirara."
Kirara?' She repeated the word in her mind, blinking a couple times. She had heard that name before, but where? Then, it hit her. Wasn't 'Kirara' the name of that fire-cat demon that was always with that female demon exterminator, Sango? She decided to feign ignorance though, "Kirara?"
The taijiya nodded slowly, "Yeah... Kirara."
Should she urge him on? Should she see how much he remembered? She didn't think she should, but before she could stop herself, she was speaking again, "And who is Kirara, Kohaku?"
He was silent for a moment, before slowly shaking his head, "I... don't know."
Kagura looked at him silently, giving him an almost skeptical look. Finally, she nodded slightly, "I see..." She moved to stand up, but stopped abruptly when she felt Kohaku grip onto the sleeve of her kimono.
"Who is she?"
She turned to him once more, then settled herself back down beside him, "That's... something you'll have to figure out on your own." She herself wasn't sure what would happen to the young taijiya if and when he regained his memory again, so she felt it would be best to leave it at that.
He sighed, but nodded, all-too-easily accepting Kagura's answer. "It's probably better this way, right, Kagura?"
"What is?"
He shook his head and pulled his knees up a bit before replying, "Just... this."
Again, she raised an eyebrow at him. But, rather than question him about it, she merely shrugged it off and stood up, "Whatever you say, Kohaku." She brushed some dirt off of herself, than glanced down to him, "Come on, though. Naraku's probably waiting for us."
The taijiya looked up at her, and then nodded as he stood as well.
Sometimes, it was better to cling onto the memories you had, rather than fighting to remember everything. So, for now, he would hold onto the memory of her eyes; both the crimson eyes of Kagura, and the fragmented ruby eyes of Kirara.