Tears I've Cried

Summary: "Is this dying? Is this all? Is this really all that I feared when I prayed for death? I can't bear it! Take me away! Take me to a place where all of my tears will be wiped from my eyes~!" Famous last words, as Kagome was surrounded by a bright light, darkness claiming her consciousness before she vanished right before the murderous clutches of Naraku could catch hold of her.

Anime/Manga: InuYasha/Prince of Tennis

Pairing: Kagome/Harem

Genre: Romance/Hurt Comfort/Drama

Rated: M for Mature Content

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Kagome looked down at her hands, crimson coating her fingers mercilessly. This color was one she'd become so used to, so why was it she couldn't seem to pry her eyes from it now? Simple...the crimson which stained her hands...belonged to Sango. Kagome shook her head as she looked down at her feet, her best friend and timeless sister still looking up at her with eyes wide in surprise, shocked by the outcome of this battle that they were being forced to participate in. "S-Sango..." She fell to her knees and placed her bloodied fingers to Sango's neck, tears streaming down her cheeks as she did. There was no pulse, and the horror of death finally crashed down on her as she stared at the last of her friends, lying without life before her.

Naraku...vile, he was in every definition of the word, and held no remorse for what he'd done. Quite the contrary, he stood behind her, laughing that cruel and sadistic chuckle which Kagome hated. His hands pressed to her neck, and his fingers running through her hair, she was too far lost in her pain of heartbreak, to realize just how close he was, and how easy it would be for him to kill her.

He wouldn't though, no, not yet. He wanted her to suffer. She was the reincarnation of his past obsession, and had every intention of obtaining her, even if she was only the second rate version, her soul was the same, and he would have her, and claim her life as well.

"Sango...Miroku...oh Kami, I'm so sorry." She cried out, her heart pulling at the creatures in the forest, she'd become much more in touch with nature and the world as a whole, that she felt a twinge of sadness for most everything that died around her. This however, was too much; this was something else entirely in concern to pain. "InuYasha...and Kikyou, Ayame and Kouga too...even Sesshoumaru..." Her body began to glow, her tears falling endlessly to the blood soiled dirt for which she sat upon. She never noticed the hands slipping from her hair, she never heard the pained cry from behind her, and she never noticed the shards of the Jewel which Naraku had possessed, being pulled into her body with the rest of the Jewel shards that she had.

"I never wanted this..." Kagome said in a soft undertone, struggling to stand, her hand gripped a broken arrow tightly as she turned and glared at Naraku. "Why...WHY!?" She screamed out at him, "I thought you loved Kikyou, I thought you wanted to be with her, have her for yourself! WHY DID YOU NEED TO KILL EVERYONE!? Where is Kikyou now?!"

Naraku seemed somewhat surprised by her sudden outburst, but smirked, and chuckled all the same.

"SHE IS DEAD YOU FUCKED FREAK HALF-BREED!" She was now yelling with no true objective, her energy shooting out dangerously, narrowly missing Naraku a few times as he avoided the sharp pure energy trying to take his life. "You...you took everyone...everyone from me...why!?"

"...because I want you to suffer, I want you to break, and bleed, and then...I will kill you when you have been used and have had your soul crushed by me. I will kill you in the most painful way...no matter where you go, no matter where you run, or hide...I will find you, that is your torture, your torment...you are alive...and your friends are dead...all because of you."

Kagome stared in a lost daze, her energy no longer running rampant, she had lost all the light once in her eyes as she looked helplessly and hopelessly down at Sango. The image of her own son being ripped from her arms by a tentacle extension of the monster before her was still fresh in her mind, as well as the black hole which had devoured the brotherly monk. Everyone was gone...dead...and there was nothing she could do about it. Naraku was right; they were dead because of her. She glared hatefully down at the ground before turning her angry and hurt stare to the sky, she stood and took her bow and an arrow from the ground, pointing it steadily at Naraku, the arrow burned with purifying energy as she looked him dead in the eyes. She saw the tentacles coming at her before she could release the arrow and gasped in pain as one ran through her side, and the other ripped the bow from her hands.

"AHHH!" She cried out in agony, tears streaming pathetically down her cheeks as she watched Naraku walk up to her side. "Is this dying? Is this all? Is this really all that I feared when I prayed for death? I can't bear it! Take me away! Take me to a place where all of my tears will be wiped from my eyes~!"

Her body glowed vibrantly as a light shined from her chest where the Shikon no Tama had hidden itself away. Naraku watched captivated before reaching out to grab her as he realized what was happening, when she was suddenly overwhelmed by the pain and trauma that the day had offered her, passing out on the ground with blood spilling from her wound. Naraku made to take hold of her when she suddenly vanished from his sight.

A cruel laugh echoed the dead battlefield, and he gave a sinister smirk, "I will find you...my little miko...and I will kill you..."

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(Elsewhere)

"...what?"

"Whoa~!"

"Is she okay?"

"How did she get there?!"

"Look at all that blood..."

"I feel sick looking,"

"Practice is canceled! Everyone leave, Oishi, call for an ambulance, Fuji, Momo, clear out the tennis courts, and make sure that no one but the Regulars are left. Eiji, I want you to go find the first aid kit," These orders were called out in a firm voice, but it could be seen by all that Tezuka was just as shaken up by the mysterious arrival of the broken and bleeding girl no older than he himself was, who lay unmoving on the green tennis court, in a pool of her own blood.

"...schhh..." Kaidou moved to the girl and removed his regulars jacket, lying it down next to the girl, he gently lifted her and placed her on the jacket before tying the sleeves around the wound.

Tezuka sighed, he was out of it, this had been such an unexpected distraction, he was truly frazzled. "That will at least stop the bleeding a bit, until the EMS gets here, it's the best we can do."

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Me: Chapter one, is complete, I hope you all enjoy, tell me what you think. Here you go Yuki~! Love, Love! ME!