Chapter 2 - Some more time for unspoken words



Somewhere, forgotten by time and yet so real that it had become reality, in a place that was so familiar, silver star dust glittered over the heads of the sleeping world. The light of the moon shone sparingly, pushing its way in individual rays through a thick, dark veil of clouds on the night horizon. The vast country through which hikers followed their wishes and interests during the day, possibly also looking for a pure power that hid the divine, lay in the cold embrace of the quiet night.

On this night, which for so long at last reveled in the peaceful harmony of a sweet melody, it seemed, for the first time the history of quarrels rested in the shadows of light, where once the longing to kill and the smell of blood was born, in the quiet end.

The times of misfortune, which had tried to plunge the world into the dark depths of hell, were over, and the eternal struggle between good and evil was over. The dark shadows of bloody deaths, driven by hatred and anger, were fading. It was finally over and all malicious nature that still existed now, that would continue to submit to its fate, want to assert itself and always look for a gloom that was blacker than their stolen souls ... but it was no longer such a cruel danger.

In such a place, which she would not even have thought possible so long ago, the girl reached out for the bright gold shimmer of tiny fireflies floating in the air. She wandered through the tall and damp grass, softly lit blue by the silver moon, feeling its softness on the bare skin of her legs. The wild, yet soothing rustling of falling water reached her ears, which seemed to flow into the small river very close to her, orienting herself on the currents of which she moved forward.

"Well, he's a good fighter ...", she reminded Miroku's words, "and he ... looks good too. Doesn't he, Kagome?"

Thoughtful, perhaps also out of an unexpected nervousness, she tugged at the ends of her short skirt every now and then, pulled on the dark green fabric and reveled with her head in a world of thoughtful and confused curiosities.

She still felt the restlessness that had chased her heart through every fiber of her body in a little further back, pulsing weakly. She had no longer endured the tension, the unusually excited feelings that her friends had aroused inside her, and had wriggled out of the young monk's cunning inquiries and the curious ears of the others. She needed fresh air, enough space to think ...

Those warm feelings ... Kagome knew what they meant, why they kept getting further and further into their most secret thoughts. Even if she wondered how it could have happened, how it was possible that it had happened. Because regardless of her pure nature, she had not noticed how her heart had secretly wrapped itself more and more in the dreams of a sad fall in love, it longed for a happiness inexpressible for a long time.She walked on in silence, feeling neither fear nor fear as she stepped into the deep darkness of the forest, which almost entirely swallowed the bright light of the heavenly stars. So many sensations accompanied this moment, told of a story about dreams, terrible fights and about lovers who did not exist before.

It was something so small, and yet something so big ... of a beauty that cannot be put into words, neither to be grasped nor to see and therefore so unpredictable that she could have guessed it. Until it was suddenly too late ...
And in spite of everything, her power cost so much strength, so many emotions were wildly mixed up.

There was a little fear that he might reject her. The courage she needed to call in the warmth and closeness of a happy moment that she wanted so badly. And a hope that he would feel the same thing that she carried with her in her heart.

He had become a hero and an outcast, an involuntary adventurer who, despite his strange and unique nature, sometimes had a lust for battle in his eyes. She knew that, she had seen them so often. When they met for the first time, she was even afraid of him, for a brief moment she had feared for her life. He had actually been ready to kill her then, carried in the golden depths of his eyes such an insatiable greed for power and a terrifying desire for battle. But ... he had changed.

His beastly grin had disappeared, relieved by a mild smile and the mad desire in his gaze gave way to a trace of warmth and sadness. She knew the cause of this sadness was to be found in the past, an undeniable part of his life, a tragedy that she could not undo.
But she wasn't afraid of the pain of his past, was ready to take on them, to heal the remaining scars as best she could.

Her steps fell silent, suppressing the further noise of softly rustling grass and her brown eyes fixed up on a hidden figure under the shadows of thick leaves. Silver-colored, long hair danced gently in the air as if it wanted to rain on the earth.

"I know that you noticed me a long time ago. Say, don't you want to help me up?", Kagome asked against the person who was sitting on the thicker branch of a large tree.

She casually brushed a few black strands of her long hair behind her right ear. She smiled gently when she heard a slight breeze, triggered by a fleeting movement of the Inuhanyo. The quiet flapping of his clothes had indicated that he had jumped up from the branch just before she could see his bare feet touch the ground without a sound.

"What ... what are you still doing out here at this time, Kagome?", The girl heard the young man say, was, even after such a long time, always completely enthusiastic about the dog-like, cute ears, which began to twitch slightly as every time when he was wondering about something."I can't sleep ..." she replied quietly.

"And ... what about you? Why are you here? Can't you find peace either, Inuyasha?"

She saw the young man flinch almost unobtrusively, noticed how he averted his gaze from her face, just as she had already found out he always did when he was uncomfortable with something or when there was something he was hiding from her wanted.

"The night in the open doesn't seem to give me what it once did," he said, however, still looking to the side and peering into the surrounding darkness of the forest.

She also looked away a little shyly, looked at the long, slightly swaying blades of grass at her feet, while she again began to fumble excitedly with her skirt. In the past few days she had thought so much ... about himself, him ... a few days ago she didn't even know if they would return alive from the fight against Naraku in the past. Whether something could have happened to him or her ... but ...

You were alive.

But maybe this night, the first moment of calm after so incredibly eternal time, was destined for nothing more than the confident waiting for the hopeful morning when everything would still be as it is now. A peaceful moment that will only forget the gruesome today of the past with the first reddish flickering on the awakening horizon.

Perhaps there was just a little time left for a moment of unsaid words, unsuspected feelings ... Time for a fabulous magic that bathed the dark forest in silver-blue grace, guarded by the brightly sparkling and glittering stars above their heads.

"Inuyasha ...", her bright voice rang out, whereupon the person addressed turned his head to her questioningly.

"What is it now? Will you help me up?"

Inuyasha stared at her indecisively, only reacting when she reached for his left hand, whose warm skin she felt under this touch and ensured that countless little butterflies spread their wings in her stomach and began to beat them cheerfully.

"Come on. Come on, hops, hops.", Kagome laughed happily, and the sweet fluttering feeling in her stomach was rewarded.

She cried out in surprise when she was suddenly lifted by strong arms and felt the warm linen of his red Kariginu on her body. A short, weak breeze brushed her skin and she heard the playful rustling of some leaves and branches.

"Be careful.", The Inuhanyo asked and got on his knees, whereupon Kagome's hands looked for a hold on the cold bark of a thick tree trunk and they slid to the side a little bit on the branch on which Inuyasha had brought them.

She leaned forward a little, let her fascinated gaze wander over the beauty of an impressive picture of nature. The reflected shine of the stars shimmered on the pure water of the river under their feet and the beautiful, golden light of an infinite number of fireflies indulged dreamily in the silver glow of the moon.Her gaze followed the calm currents of water and met a point where it seemed as if it would merge with the vast firmament.

"Isn't that nice?", She asked the young man on her right side, carefully stretched her arm on the same side and with the closing fingers of her hand mimicked the grip of one of the many floating lights.

"Mmhh ..."

Kagome turned her head to one side, looking straight into his eyes through the glowing light. The sparse glow made them look darker than they already were. There was melancholy and a hint of uncertainty in his gaze, but she knew that he would never be willing to admit it so easily.

"Inuyasha," she said softly. "Is something bothering you?"

"Me?", The Inuhanyo reacted startled and blinked the lids of his eyes a few times.

He had quickly brought his hands in front of his torso defensively, began to laugh a little fake and shook his head.

"No, what should be? I'm fine.", Inuyasha replied with an exaggerated voice.

"You seem to forget once again ... I'm half a demon, I have no worries."

She said nothing, because she already knew the young man too well to believe him. Secretly a sad sound reached her senses, the thought that his heart, tired of fighting and adventure, was missing something. Was that possibly the reason for his