Pain. I remember intense pain. And heat. Lots of burning heat, much like a fire, but only in my chest. The rest of my body felt cold. Numb even. I could hear frantic voices yelling a name out. I couldn't recognize whose voices were yelling or even understand what name they were yelling. I could hardly hear anything with how loud the ringing in my ears was. Slowly everything was turning to a deafening silence. I couldn't really see anything. Everything was dim. Through all of the shadows and numbness I felt a drop of warmth on my right cheek. Then another. I could hear a voice calling me through that awful silence. I'm not sure who it was.
"Kagome! Wake up, Kagome!" The voice kept repeating this line over and over as if I could simply follow that command. I vaguely remember seeing silver hair, but that's about it. Then, everything went black and silent once more and I couldn't feel a thing.
I sat there cradling the young priestess for a while longer. I could no longer hear the girl's heart beat and her shallow, pained breathing had ceased. Everyone was crying, screaming for the girl to come back. She was gone. Naraku had succeeded in killing her. I had a dull ache in my chest. I had been unable to protect her. I felt ashamed. I, a great demon lord, was unable to protect this human woman. I had promised her.
"Kagome! Wake up, Kagome!" I whispered into her ear. I felt a couple of tears slip down my cheeks. I was shocked. I had never cried before. I was quickly pulled out of my shock by the faint beating of her heart, but as quickly as I heard it, it was gone once again. Kagome's dead.