Meet Again

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Souta Pov

As the morning light began to seep
through the trees, I woke up, my body still aching from the previous night's battle. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, and looked around the quiet forest. The demon's lifeless body lay a few feet away, a stark reminder of the fight.

I picked up my sword, cleaned it, and sheathed it, my mind wandering back to Sesshumaru. The time I spent with him together they had given me strength during the battle. But now, in the calm of the morning, I couldn't help but miss him. His stern face, his harsh words, they were all a part of my daily routine. And now, his absence was a void that I didn't know how to fill.

I knew he didn't want to see me. He made that clear before I left. But I couldn't help but wish for his presence, for his guidance. I missed our training sessions, even his sarcastic remarks. and his handsome face showing new emotions as we go through the day. I missed him.

The rest of the day was a blur. I went about my usual routine, training, eating, resting. But my thoughts kept returning to Sesshumaru. I found myself looking at the moon, remembering the half moon on his forehead, and a wave of longing washed over me.

As night fell, I found myself gazing at the moon, hoping that wherever Sesshumaru was, he was looking at the same moon. A sense of calm washed over me. I knew that I had to move forward, to continue my journey without him. But I also knew that his teachings, his influence, would always be with me.

And with that thought, I closed my eyes, letting the peaceful lull of the night guide me into a restful sleep.







Sesshumaru Pov

In another place as the moonlight bathed the landscape in a soft glow, I found myself standing on the edge of a cliff, the wind rustling through my hair. The forest below was quiet, the only sounds being the occasional hoot of an owl or the rustling of leaves.

My thoughts wandered back to Souta. His unwavering spirit, his courage. He was unlike any human I had ever met. And now, his absence was something I hadn't expected to feel so deeply.

I knew he missed me. I could sense it. As he said so himself that he love me. But I also knew that he had his own path to follow, a human, being a priest and the one that holds the Jewel at that. I hate all humans even that younger of a brother I have.

But there was something else, a feeling I couldn't quite place. It was more than just disgust or hate.

It was a strange sense of longing, a desire to see him again. But why? I am a demon, he was a human. Our paths were never meant to cross. And yet, they had.

The rest of the night was calm. I spent it in solitude, my thoughts constantly returning to Souta. I found myself looking at the moon, the same moon that Souta was probably looking at. It was a strange feeling, a mix of longing and contentment.

As the night deepened, I found myself questioning my life, my choices. Why did I feel this way about a human? Was it possible for a demon like me to feel such emotions? I didn't know. And that thought brought a sense of unease that I hadn't felt in a long time.

But as I closed my eyes, letting the peaceful sounds of the night lull me into a restful sleep.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 13, 2023 ⏰

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