There was a Boy by Obsidian_tresses

There Was a Boy

A/N: So, this is a song-fic based off the song, Nature Boy sung by David Bowie. I was just watching Moulin Rouge and thinking, "WTH! I'll make another fic!"

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"There was a boy

A very strange enchanted boy

Beads of water roll from the weeping widow's eyes, staining her pale hands and black dress. Inside, she is shattering into billions of pieces. Her demeanor is darkened by the turn of events, eternally scarring her. The fates are indeed cruel, for they had taken away the greatest joy in her life. No amount of tears or her singing could bring him back to her.

"Keep on singing, Kagome," he said to her on his deathbed. A car accident had ripped his life away. A drunken driver had stolen everything that ever mattered to her. To think, they were on their honeymoon when it happened.

"How can I sing, when you can't be there to inspire me, Sesshoumaru?" she had said, sobbing into his bloodied chest. One of his ribs were broken and punctured his lungs, he didn't have very long to live.

"Pursue your dreams for me. I love you." And that's how it ended. What could've been will never be.

So she sings for him now, broken and in sorrow. This boy was very enchanted, at least, in her eyes

"They say he wandered very far, very far

Over land and sea

He had said he was from Japan, just like her parents. Why he came to America, she still had no clue. Kagome thinks bitterly, "I will never know."

"A little shy and sad of eye

But very wise was he

Kagome remembers that he wasn't shy. He was just anti-social. He had the stoic, cold façade in place to protect himself from the world and its harshness. She remembers that she learned many, many things through the intellectual conversations they shared.

"And then one day

A magic day, he passed my way

They had met at the library. He had said some scathing remark about her choices of books, and they argued about authors, politics, and every little thing in the world. He had made her think and feel things like never before. It was magical.

"And while we spoke of many things

Fools and kings

The two had kept on meeting at the library, after work, during their breaks, and even in the earliest times of the morning, conversing about nothing and everything. They chatted about life and its many wonders. They shared their future goals, past experiences, regrets, and the small insignificant details in relationships. The duo had never talked about their personal lives.

Kagome recalls that fateful day he proposed to her in the library just after three weeks of meeting. She had told him of her dreams of becoming a singer, for she writes her own music. The raven-haired girl had said to him, "You know what? You inspire me to write and sing new songs. I'll just call you my secret behind my success."

He had chuckled and got down on one knee, pulling out a red velvet box, "Kagome, will you allow me to continue inspiring you by being my wife?" He opened the box, revealing a stunning pink diamond ring.

The mourning woman remembers she had said with uncertainty, "But, you don't even know me. You have no idea who I really am." Yes, she was already falling for him, but she hadn't wanted to rush things.

"This Sesshoumaru has the rest of his life to memorize every dip and curve of your body and mind." It was very romantic, and of course she accepted his proposal.

She had fallen head-over-heels, madly in love with him over the months they planned their wedding. All that time, he had spoken about love and how great it was for him to have her. Their joining was so beautiful and extravagant; she didn't want any other for the rest of her days.

Her voice breaking, she ends her reminiscing and sings the words he said to her the day of their marriage,

"This he said to me,

Kagome hears him saying the lyrics with her.

"'The greatest thing you'll ever learn

Is just to love and be loved in return.'"

The woman dressed in black finally breaks down into heart-wrenching sobs. Her friends around her try to comfort her as best as they can by holding her in their arms. She wishes that it was her husband holding her, easing her distressed state.

As time passes by, the people who attended the funeral all leave, one by one. Eventually, only Kagome is left kneeling in front of the freshly dug graveyard soil and a large tombstone. Hours creep by slowly as the lonely singer thinks back to all the times they spent together.

When she gathers enough strength to say goodbye to what's not there anymore, she stands up and whispers in a cracked voice, "I love you, Sesshoumaru."

She turns on her heels and leaves the dead behind, reminding herself that indeed, the greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return.

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A/N: Sad, I know. Kinda in a melancholy mood right now. Let me know what you think.