The Weight by Knittingknots
Summary: Drabble written for the InuYashaQuotes community on LJ. InuYasha sits by the well and thinks about why it feels so bad.
Categories: Myths Characters: InuYasha, Kagome
Genres: Romance, Vignette
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 1 Completed: Yes Word count: 369 Read: 640 Published: May 12, 2008 Updated: May 12, 2008

1. The Weight by Knittingknots

The Weight by Knittingknots
Disclosure: I do not own InuYasha or any of the characters created by Rumiko Takahashi

Written for InuYasha Quotes, May 3rd Week  - Time is the longest distance between two places.  - Tennessee Williams


The Weight


InuYasha leaned against the weathered wood of the the well, peering into its depths.  He could feel the tingling presence of its magic, dancing across his senses, almost like it was mocking him.

"Five hundred years," he thought.  "What happens if she doesn't come back?"

He hated it when she was on the other side of the well.  It felt to his youki not like she had just moved out of range, but like she didn't exist -  the connection between them, the bond between their souls was severed.  Something inside of him shriveled up each and every time they were on opposite sides of the well, pressed down by the separation of the gulf of years, like half of his soul was gone.

InuYasha paced off the distance between the well and the spot he knew her house stood in the future.  It really wasn't very far.  Sitting down, he visualized her bedroom, pink and light and filled with her scent, and knew that 500 years in the future she'd be sitting down at her desk about now, working through her math problems.  Looking straight up, he knew that he was sitting just below her, and if he were at her house, he'd have no trouble sensing her aura or her scent.   "So close," he whispered, "and yet impossible to touch.  Be safe tonight, Kagome, and come home soon."

Many days in the future, a girl bent over a math book.  A wave of emptiness suddenly touched her heart, and she looked up from her studies.  She closed her eyes, and in her mind, she could see the silver-haired boy, lying in the grass looking up at the sky, and she sighed.  Somehow, she never felt complete when they were apart.  "Be safe tonight, InuYasha.  I'll be home tomorrow."

Five hundred years earlier, a silver haired boy felt his triangular ear tickle, and a warm touch caress his cheek.  For a moment, the weight of years didn't feel so distant, and he smiled.
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