Chapter by Chapter by KawaiiDemons

Chronicle One:Past Loves

Two boys, both around the age of 14, one with short black hair, the other with long silver hair, are running through the streets of Tokyo after leaving a friends house. The black haired one turns to the other and laughs.

"C'mon slow poke!"

"Who are you calling slow!"

Something catches the silver haired boy's eye and he stops to watch a girl with long black hair perform a dance on the street. The girl looked around his age and the way her body moved was hypnotic.

A man running towards the boys, but looking backwards, bumps into the black haired boy and makes him fall into the street.

"Hey!"

"Watch it kid!"

A shop owner runs out his store and yells at the man.

"Stop thief! Somebody stop that man!"

All the commotion finally catches Sesshoumaru's attention and he turns away from the girl. Seeing the black haired boy in the street, he goes over to help him up. The boy was holding his leg, obliviously hurt by being pushed. Sesshoumaru goes over to him.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah Sessh, I'm fine."

"Look out kids!"

Suddenly, Sesshoumaru is pushed back onto the curb as a car slams into the black haired boy. Sesshoumaru screams.

"Miroku!"

Sesshoumaru Tashio sits up in bed sweating fiercely as he gasps for air. His long silver hair is sticking to his body and his gold eyes are holding unshed tears. He turns and looks at the clock; it was 2:33 in the morning.

"Shit."

Laying back down uneasily, he covers his face with his hands and sighs. Nightmares have been haunting him every night now, for the past 3 months. Why he was having them again was a mystery to him. He thought he was over it.

Sesshoumaru looks at the woman he has pinned beneath his body and smiles. She returns him a seductive smile as he leans down to capture her lips with his. Relaxing underneath her fiancé, she lets her arms rope around his neck as he starts to unbutton her dress. Letting her hands play in his silky silver hair, she pulls it free of the ponytail and relishes in the feeling of it. Sesshoumaru breaks the kiss and looks at her.

"Tomorrow koi."

"Yes, I know our wedding is tomorrow, but I want you tonight Fluffy."

"You can have this Sesshoumaru all you like, but not until tomorrow."

She smiles and sits up.

"Fine, I can wait."

Sesshoumaru plants one more kiss on her cheek before he gets up and heads for the door. He opens it and turns back to her.

"Oyasumi koi."

"Tonight, I go to bed as Ms. Yume, tomorrow, I go as Mrs. Tashio."

He smiles.

"Hai."

"No, don't make me remember this, please. Please."

Tears run down the Asian's face as he remembers his past.

Sesshoumaru pulls up in the lot of the church with his brother and looks at all the guests who are outside. They all seem to be crying.

"No."

"What's the problem with everyone?"

"Sesshoumaru, don't go in there!"

"Why not? Where is Kosmos?"

Only getting worried and sad looks from his guests, he rushes inside the church. There on the floor lies the body of his bride, Kosmos, in a pool of her own blood.

"Kosmos koi..."

"Kosmos koi."

He lifts her head into is lap, ignoring the blood that is staining his perfect white tux. Wiping the blood from her face, he leans down and kisses her lips. They were still warm. Time passes slowly as Sesshoumaru just sits there, holding her rapidly cold growing body in his arms.

"I love you Kosmos."

"No!"

Sesshoumaru sits up again with tears streaming from his eyes. He never wanted to remember that. It was too painful. Throwing his covers to the side, Sesshoumaru gets up and walks over to his window. Looking down into the quiet streets of Paris, Sesshoumaru sighs. Ever since Kosmos's death, he hasn't found a woman like her. Nor has he found out what or who killed her. Everyone said that she was found dead when they arrived.

Sure, there were women who adored him and wanted to sleep with him, but that was only because of who he was on the outside. Outside, he was a charming Japanese-American model with millions in the bank. His long silver hair and mysterious gold eyes made him look 'exotic' as some women had told him in the past.

Sesshoumaru wasn't into casual sex. He wanted a woman that loved him for who he was on the inside, not the outside. He wanted someone who cared for and loved him unconditionally. He wanted someone to start a family with. He wanted someone that was worth throwing away everything he had earned over the years just to be with. He was looking for his soul mate, wherever she may be.

"Where are you koibito?"

Kagome Thomas sighs in frustration after finally getting her ex to leave her house. She told him it was over, but he didn't want to hear that. He claimed to still want to be with her, but she really didn't love him. What's the point in holding onto someone that you can't see yourself with in the future? It had to end between them.

The only man she really wanted in her life was her high school sweetheart, but he wasn't around. Kagome slides down to the floor remembering him.

A handsome light skinned guy around the age of 18 walks up to Kagome's door in a dazzling black tux with red accents. He pushes back a lock of his long fiery hair and fixates his deep emerald eyes on the door. Holding her corsage in one hand, he rings the bell with the other. Her mother opens the door for him and smiles.

"Kurama, you look so handsome in that suit. Come on in, Kagome's almost ready."

The said male enters the house and takes a seat on his favorite chair; the chaise lounge. Ms. Hirigashi smiles at how relaxed her daughter's boyfriend was around their home. Kurama would make a great son in law.

"Kagome! Hurry up before we're late to the Prom!"

"I'm coming, hold on!"

Ms. Hirigashi chuckles at the display between the two of them. Sometimes, they sounded like an old married couple with the way they argued.

Just then, Kagome comes down the stairs in her tight red dress with black accessories and captures Will's attention. He stands and looks at her in awe.

"Kagome, ya look beautiful."

"Thanks, so do you Kurama."

He goes over to put the corsage on her arm and then gives her a deep kiss. Ms. Hirigashi smiles at the sight of the engaged couple in front of her. At their request, she had already begun to make preparations for their wedding.

"You two better get going. The Prom won't last forever you know."

Kurama looks into Kagome's eyes and smiles.

"I know it won't...but we will."

After all these years of dating and being friends, he could still make her blush at the sweetest words. Taking her hand in his, he leads her out the door and to the car.

"Wait! Let me take a picture!"

The couple stops and poses in front of Kurama's brand new Impala for Kagome's mother. After she snaps two she lets them go.

"Guess what Kag?"

"What's that sweetie?"

"I got it."

She looks at him.

"You got what?"

"IT."

Her eyes widen as she realizes.

"Oh baby you got the job! That's great! When do you start?"

"Monday."

She leans over and hugs him as he laughs.

"Baby I'm in! We're in!"

Kagome leans back in her seat and looks at him.

"Kurama, I have to tell you something."

"Kurama no. Let's go back home."

"What's that Kagome?"

She turns and looks out the window.

"I'm pregnant."

He slams on the brakes and pulls over in the shoulder. She watches as he gets out the car and walks over to her side. Opening the door, he kneels down at her side and makes her face him.

"What. Did. You. Say?"

"I said I'm pregnant."

"A baby..."

He laughs.

"Honey that's great! We're about to have a family!"

"You're not mad?"

"Of course not! Why would I be mad? I have you, a new job, and a baby girl growing inside you."

"How do you know it's a girl?"

"I don't, but I'd love to have another beautiful girl in my life."

"I'm glad we got together Kurama."

He strokes her face and smiles.

"So am I Kagome."

"Let's not go to Prom Kurama. I should've told you that I wanted to go to your house, or a hotel for the nite. Why didn't I say what I was thinking?"

She starts crying as she brings her knees up to her chest.

"I miss you so much Kurama."

Kurama walks back over to his side of the car just as a swerving Jaguar comes flying down the shoulder lane. His eyes widen as he realizes he doesn't have time to move...or Kagome.

"Kurama move!"

He looks at her just as the car smashes into his Impala, causing it to flip over.

Kagome opens her eyes and instantly regrets it. Her whole body is racked with pain and she's lying upside down. She looks around for her fiancée.

"Kurama! Rama, where are you!"

Painfully, she drags herself through the busted window and crawls onto the pavement. She looks ahead of her and sees the Jag lying on its side in flames.

"Kurama!"

She turns to her side and sees Kurama lying on his stomach, unmoving.

"Rama!"

She crawls over and turns him onto his back. His breathing is shallow and his eyes are closed.

"Kurama! Get up baby!"

Slowly, he opens his eyes and looks at her. His eyes show instant worry. He winces with pain as he tries to lift a hand and rest it on her stomach.

"Are you alright Kagome? You and the baby?"

"Forget me Kurama, are you hurt bad?"

"Take care of her Kagome. God I know I'm not going to get to see her beautiful face."

"Stop talking like that! You're not gonna die! Not yet!"

He smiles.

"This is how I'd wanna die love. In your arms."

"No! I don't want you to die this way!"

"Ai Shiteru Kagome."

She leans down and kisses him, and when she pulls away, he draws in his last breath.

"Kagome..."

Right there in her arms, he dies just as Kagome feels the rising pain in her abdomen that she's been able to ignore before. Screaming out in pain, she doesn't let his body go as the feeling spreads through her

"Kurama!"

Standing quickly, Kagome walks over to her fireplace and brushes away her tears. She was angry with herself again; Angry that she let Kurama die, and angry that she hadn't obeyed his last request. Not long after being taken to the hospital that night, the doctors told her that she had lost the baby. Now that the baby was gone, she had nothing left to remind her of him.

Looking across the mantelpiece, she lets her eyes rest on the picture of them at her house that night. Oh that fateful night where everything she needed the most in her life was taken away from her. Kurama and their baby girl; yes he was right, it was a girl; were both taken from her.

She had even let her Japanese knowledge slip away from her. Kurama had studied the language for years and he had taught her some, but ever since his death, she had pushed that to the back of her memory. What was the point in knowing it if she had no one to share it with?

Picking the picture up, she takes it onto the balcony with her and gazes into the moonlit sky.

"There is no one like you Kurama."

She was wrong of course in two ways. One: Kurama had an older brother who was very much like Kurama himself had been; despite the long black hair and sky blue eyes. His name was Kouga and he was a model. He was happily married to her best friend Sango, who was a karate sensei, and who was also 4 weeks into her pregnancy.

Two: There was Shesshoumaru Tashio, who by chance is standing on his balcony in Paris at this precise moment wishing for someone like her in his life. The problem was that they never even met, and they lived in different countries. What a predicament. However, Shesshoumaru and Kouga knew each other very well...

Luckily, Fate and Destiny were smiling down on the two soon to be lovers at the moment...