The Sweetest Lie [3/?]

[Ashlynn Black]

Chapter Three
Ring On the Right Finger


?What are you waiting for, onii-chan?? Souta asked me from behind, examining my frozen body as I stood before the entrance at the Bone Eater?s Well. He was dressed in his soccer uniform, one of the deep color blue; made out of the vibrant material that made it appear almost as silk. ?Is there something wrong??
?Go away, you pest.? I snapped, my tone somewhat in a whisper; but it was definitely clear that I was far from ready to return. I had a few things in my endless-black-hole of a back pack? and yet looking down into the well was almost terrifying. I didn?t want to return to Inuyasha? not after such a horrible scene before.
?You and Inuyasha got in a fight, didn?t you?? He said with a sly grin, his deep brown eyes narrowing knowingly. His tone was very playful, and almost mocking as he had spoken to his much older sister. He was young, but he could tell when the two had gotten into a quarrel. She normally would return for a day or two just to make him jealous, or worry about her. The odd thing was that the hanyou didn?t trace her out this time. Something terrible had happened, indeed.
?You?re going to be late to your game.? I added, acting as if his accurate accusation hadn?t been heard. And to my dismay, he opened his mouth to speak, only to let out a sigh, and walk slowly away. Hearing the footsteps, I felt a smile slide across my lips in the most calming of ways.

Moving over towards the wooden edge of the older well, I crawled over and dangled my legs inside, but rested my elbows on my knees, and my hand against one of my palms. Looking down into the sheer darkness, I grumbled at my sheepish behavior. Knowing that idiot, he would have already forgotten about the small fight from earlier. That, or he ran off into the bushes with his half-alive-pot for another midnight conversation.

?What am I so worried about?? I asked myself, almost with a comical kindness masked deep inside the velvet voice. ?Nothing?s different this time? He?ll just have to apologize.? I whimpered, narrowing my eyes sadly as I looked towards the bottom of the well; my caramel eyes deepening in color in a sick way of sadness. I didn?t know why I always kept running back to him; all he ever saw me as was his previous lover. She was prettier, kinder, and a lot stronger then I would ever be? I could never have matched up to such a goddess. All he would ever see me as? was a more convenient copy. And yet her stupid curse was yet again dominant.

Before I realized, I was floating through the midst of the well; closing my eyes at the sign of the multi-colored barrier. Letting out a sigh, I opened my eyes and looked around for a few seconds; remembering the very first time I had fallen through. That was so very long ago, and I began to wonder what Miroku had told me?

My journey?s end? was it soon?

I felt my feet touch the ground, feeling all my weight gather once again. I had made it there soundly, even though the thoughts currently running through my mind were far from at rest. Slowly I began to crawl my way out of the well, grumbling to myself to make a mental note to create some type of ladder. Leisurely, I had made my way to the surface, and folded my legs over the edge of the time-portal after all. Dropping my black-hole of a back pack onto the ground, I smiled and turned around, looking at the fields surrounding the opening.

Not but a few yards away was a pasty white blanket and a dark blue paper umbrella pitched in the ground; along with a peacefully sleeping monk along laying softly along the silk. I smirked to myself and blushed for a moment, realizing of course how awkward this was. He had no idea I had met his reincarnation in my time, and regardless I was terrified to tell him such news. I shouldn?t say anything; it would effect surely how the journey ended.

Smirking a bit, I looked around for any sign of another good friend. Sadly, there was nothing. InuYasha had been gone, which wasn?t surprising at all. I had a feeling he would be too much of a coward to face me when I returned? that or he had taken my advice and shubbed off with the half-dead, soul-stealing pot. Still, it would have been a lot more comforting, even just for a moment to see the worried glance on his face when I returned. Okay? well? not exactly worried ? more along the lines of pissed off. But it was his way of letting me know that he was concerned, and always waiting for me to return back?

?My way of knowing I had been missed?

I knew that Sango wouldn?t be here, after all. In our last encounter with the wind demoness Kagura, she had been injured horribly in a nearby town. We had gotten in a battle with the crimson-eyed incarnation when we saw Kohaku in the village, and of course Sango had thrown herself in to try and protect him. Kagura had used her manipulation of wind to cut deeply in her back and shoulders, and the wounds were tore open; soon the blood was flowing down almost with impeccable speed. Luckily the prince of that town offered to take her back to the demon-slayer village, and tend to her wounds. Kirara had gone with her of course. This was a long time ago; for she also had to makes from repairs to her katana and Hirakutsu. It had been at least three or four months, sadly, since her last appearance.

And for the passed few months we gathered many jewel shards ? and it was true; were deathly close to getting the shikon no tama completed; all we needed was to slaughter a few more demons, and get our half back from Naraku. It seemed like we were incredibly close, or so it seemed, but I didn?t want to think about my time here in the feudal age running out. I love it here.

No matter how much InuYasha and I fight?

Turning my gaze from the woods, I let out a soft sigh and looked down to my bag for a hesitated moment, then forward to the sleeping monk on the grass. Smiling kindly to myself, I took a few steps silently toward him; not wanting to awaken him from his much-needed rest. The passed few weeks he had hardly been able to rest, and he was far from being himself. His mind kept circling Sango ? I knew it. Every time he seemed to look at her it was obvious, and yet the two continue to play a game with each other, instead of taking the opportunity into something that could be great. I knew he would need his rest eventually, and to see him like this began to make me worry; was he over working his mind for her? Or was there something else that was wrong that I seemed to be missing? Before I knew it, I was standing on the grass next to him, smiling a bit to myself; almost sadly.

This is what love can do to you?

I bent down next to the blanket and sat closer to him, watching him carefully. He was laying on his stomach; his hands folded under his soft-resting head, which was tilted sideways to face me. His face looked so peaceful, and for the first time I really noticed how handsome the monk was; every last feature on his face complimented another. With his eyelids closed so softly, I almost missed the color of those dashing navy eyes that made at times the most playful expressions. He was breathing softly, to the point to where I could hear his struggled breaths, although it was far from snoring.

?Keep you waiting?

Sitting now on my knees, I continued to inspect his face; blushing slightly as I watched him so silently there. A part of me wanted to reach out and stroke his face, but the other part of me protested; remembering precisely what Sango-chan would to do me, or at the very least what Miroku would do to me in return. So I just sat there, staring at him so tenderly; sinking this very moment into the very depths of my memory. I didn?t know it, but a distant and even deeper look appeared in my eyes; darkening the color with a sense of unlocked emotion.

?Until there?s nothing else left?


?K-Kagome-chan?? A voice whispered out to me kindly, and it didn?t take me to realize that it was Miroku?s. He was looking up at me with high concern; his eyes flooded with worry. He lifted his head, and soon tried bringing himself to sit up, but paused.

A teardrop fell on my hand; fresh from the caramel eyes that once watched him. I was unmoving, my hands clenching a bit more on my lap, and soon I lowered my head a bit; tears overflowing as if a waterfall now; not blinking, but simply flowing down their cursed path on my cheek, and before I knew it over my jaw and down my chest as well. I couldn?t speak, I couldn?t move?

And I didn?t know why? but the tears kept flowing?

?Kagome!? Miroku said, more alarmed than anything; lifting his body up to sit across from me, his hand resting on my shoulder. He shook me lightly, trying to peer into my eyes; though I wouldn?t allow myself to stare back at him, just down at the gathering teardrops along the top of my hand. ?What?s wrong? ?Are you hurt??
I shivered lightly, shaking my head and taking my hand towards my cheek, brushing away at the tears as if they had never existed. ?N-No?? I whispered out; my voice not allowing itself to grow any louder than such a tone, ?I-I?m sorry? I just??
?It?s alright, Kagome?? The lecherous monk whispered back, moving his arms around me to hold me somewhat close, and for a moment I could feel his heart beat against my own; my eyes widening after remembering the reincarnation?s embrace. ?I know it?s rough??
I pulled back eventually, catching my breath and letting out a soft chuckle at my own stupidity; nodding at him and eventually standing. ?Please?? I begged, shaking my head, ?Let?s not talk about it??
He nodded, peering up at me for a moment, and stood along with me. Arching his back a bit, he outstretched his arms and yawned, then chuckled, and looked at me sincerely. ?Indeed.? He replied, and nodded to me kindly.
I began to walk back towards the Well almost absentmindedly, but turned to look at him as he shortly followed after. ?Where are InuYasha and Shippou?? I asked him kindly, then turned my head to look forward.
?They went to go get Sango-sama.? The robed monk replied, walking beside me and nodding kindly. ?They have word that she has gotten better, or so old lady Kaede says.? He said with a smile, then turned to look at me as I sat down next to the edge of the well.
?Why didn?t she just come back herself?? I asked him, my tone somewhat curious.
?Do you honestly think that InuYasha would wait that long?? Miroku asked, letting out a soft chuckle as he turned his back, looking up into the sky, ?We?re so close to the end these days, he?s too eager even with the sound of good news.?
Shuddering slightly at his wording, I turned to look at him, then looked up at the sky as well. ?I guess you?re right.? I said softly, and my eyes widened as I noticed Kirara turning around the wood?s corner, showing the group huddled over the giant firry cat.

?Seems they?ve returned?? The monk said with a smile, his eyes peering up at the demon slayer with the slightest sparkle, his tone truly happy for the first time I had heard in a while.

And that?s when I noticed? I saw InuYasha, along with Shippou and Sango? but there was a fourth party sitting behind the demon slayer. My eyes narrowed, and suddenly I realized who it was precisely. It was the monk from the town she had gotten attacked in, and apparently he wanted to watch her return home.

Soon they were unloaded from the giant cat demon, and Sango had turned from the prince to turn and look at Miroku almost sadly; or in a sense of kindness. I ran over and hugged her tight, smiling and giggling like mad. The embrace lasted a long while, and eventually she pulled away laughing.

?Kagome-chan! How are you?? The taijia asked ever so sweetly, a truly happy smile encased on her pale lips. Her light brown eyes were glowing with a sense of bliss, and she couldn?t stop smiling at all.
?I?m alright.? I said, nodding to her with the largest of smiles. ?But, wow? you seem different?? I confessed, tilting my head to the side a bit as I inspected her.
?I agree.? Miroku said with a smile, looking at her with a lost, and badly hidden mask of love. ?There?s an incredible radiance about you today.? The monk said softly.
?Well? I-?
?Kagome-onii-chan!? Shippou called, poking his head out of my backpack with a giddy smile. ?What?s this for??
I turned around and saw him messing with the napkin that Miroku had given to my in my time, and immediately snatched it into my hand. ?I-It?s nothing!? I said, looking down at it. Written in thick blue letters, were three lines.

555-8802
Sapphire
Black Ribbon


Raising a brow, I shook my head and folded it into my pocket yet again, and let out a sigh. ?I?m sorry, Sango-chan? what was it you were saying??
The Prince walked towards Sango and slipped his arm around her waist, pulling her to his side. There was no protest from Sango to this, and Miroku?s eyes as well as my own flew open in shock. Sango hated being handled like that, and everyone knew it. He was very handsome, though ? dark brown hair that was long and stringy, almost down to his knees. He was dressed in a royal blue yukata and black hakama pants almost like a miko-style, and had bright green eyes the color of emeralds. A smile peered across his lips, and he turned and placed a gentle kiss onto the demon-slayer?s cheek.

?Sango-dono and I? are getting married.?

?That?s great!? I screamed aloud, clapping my hands together in a giggle. ?I?m so incredibly happy for you!? I said to the demon slayer, incredibly giddy for once. I looked over at InuYasha, who was looking at me with an emotionless expression; his eyes peering at me almost angrily, then back at Sango and her lover.

I felt my heart sink suddenly.

I turned my head quickly over at Miroku, my eyes widening in sheer shock. He was looking back at the scene with a horrified and extremely pained expression. His hand that was grasping at his golden staff was trembling, and his navy eyes reflected nothing more but sheer and utter pain; of a irreplaceable loss. He looked as if he had pretty much lost his heart at that very second; like all time had frozen and before him replayed the utmost worse possible thing before his very eyes. Almost like a wounded animal, he shook his head in disbelief; his pupils almost not visible as he took a step back hesitantly.

?To wait for?

Sango smiled and looked at me after nuzzling the prince, and took a step forward, outstretching her hand to rest it into my palm. I looked away from Miroku and down at her hand, inspecting the ring as it were. It was a silver band, and lined with it ?

?In the very center?


?Was a tear-drop shaped Sapphire?

[takisha16]

I really hate Sango right now! :x
How could she??????
This prince reminds me earily of Naraku in his other form when Sango got hurt
in the series!
Is it the same? Like mingling the series with the story?
Cause that would be really horrifying! Sango marrying that scum! ewww
I really hope Sango gets back together with Miroku!
I want Kagome to end up with Inuyasha, not Miroku, or a descendent!
Update soon!

[Ashlynn Black]

XDD

Oh, wow.
Looks like I have an addicted fan.
o.<

In any case, I'm sure you'll addapt to the next chapter. ^^
Its the most hilarious one...
And meant to let the characters grow on the reincarnation a bit. <3

[ice princess]

Hmmm...methinks this might just be an alt. pairing Miroku/Kagome? I tell you, I have no prob whatsoever with alt. pairings of any kind. This story has me baffled though, on its potentials. It reminds me of a fic named "Chasing Methuselah" (no idea if I spelled that name right), which was Miroku/Kags. Great story, just like this one. You've definitely got a knack for twists and turns!!!

I can't hate Sango because, ya know, you never know who you're going to meet when you get critically injured. I am a little miffed that she was so insensitive to Miroku's feelings. I mean, c'mon girlfriend, you can't be so dense as to think he has no feelings for you whatsoever. But still, he'd never come out and said anything. This makes an interesting point of contention, and I'm eager to see where you go with this. Please keep those chapters coming! It's pretty gosh dern good!!

~ice *the IY alt. pairing queen* princess

[*romaticallysurrendered*]

i cant help but wonder how miroku and kagome are going to become a couple without inuyasha killing him over her first... adn that just makes it all the more sad to know that if miroku suddenly falls in love with kagome ony to have her ripped from his arms by inuyasha he would have his heart broken twice... my heart sicerely goes out to the monk...f i were in his place probly would have fell over and died!!
but in other words i like how its going and i think the brother adn sister part in the beginning was so cute!

neways love *alora*