Well, written at 11:30 at night… again. XD Anyway, this is going to be a KaguraxSesshomaru (Well duh. What else do I write?) There's gonna be a bit of action, a fight scene (more that in Death... wish me luck. First fight scene. [crosses fingers] Let's hope it'll turn out well.), and wee bit of a love scene... not much, but a little bit. More fluff in the sequel... (Yes, there shall be a sequel... at some point...)

Anyway, Enjoy and R&R.

-Amagake

His eyes met mine.

"Get away."

The words cut deeper than a knife. What? I love him!

But he doesn't love you. The little voice of truth in my head said.

"Get out."

He spun on his heel, the air breezing through the fur on his shoulder and letting out another whiff of his scent. I savored it, even as my heart broke.

It is unfortunate that it is only in movies that people sit straight up in bed and scream after a bad dream. in the real world, your eyes open and you just sorta lie there. Defiantly an anticlimax.

"It's was just a dream." I reassured myself, oddly comforted by the rough rasp of my voice. Ever since my resurrection, I had dreamt about Sesshomaru more often than before. I had always dreamed about him occasionally, and it had been a nice escape from the hard cold reality –Naraku-, but now it was worse and not so welcome. It seemed like I couldn't fall asleep without him lurking behind my eyelids. And he always rejected me. It didn't help that that Miroku and Sango had recently been wed and... eh... well... you know what happens on wedding nights. Anyway, I was beginning to think that I should just leave the village for now. Even though Sesshomaru didn't return my feelings, it still hurt to see other people happy and with things I couldn't have. Surely there's someone else for you. A little voice of hope said in my head. There's plenty of other demons out there. Yeah, but not ones who I could love or that would love me. Once you love someone such as Sesshomaru, there's no substitute. The little voice subsided. There's no hope.

I rolled over with a sigh and fell back asleep.

Clipped wings can never fly.

I woke up in the morning decided. Whether I knew what I was going to do before, but I just didn't... know that I knew? or whether my subconscious was working on it during the night, I was decided. I was going to leave my friends. I can't particularly say that I was awfully happy about it. But... it hurt too much. I set off to find Kagome. No need to announce my plans to the rest of the world

"Yo. Kagome." Kagome's head snapped up. She must not have heard me coming. I'm so glad I'm a youki and not a human. They have such inferior senses.

"Huh? Oh. Hey Kagura. What's up?"

"I'm leaving."

"What?!" Is that really the best she could do? "Why?"

"I got bored." A blatant lie.

"Oh. Well.. safe travel, I guess."

I smiled sincerely, something I was doing more often. "Thanks, Kagome. Tell everyone else goodbye for me, will'ya? Bye."

"Bye." Kagome sent me off with a sad smile and good wishes. However, safe travel was the last thing I was going to get.

Ugh... I hate the open road. It's too... open. Well duh... I can't believe I'm reduced to walking like a common peasant. I miss my feather.

I was so absorbed by the lack of my favorite means of transportation, that I didn't sense him until it was too late.

"Ooof!" What had I run into? I looked up into the face of a very angry wolf-youki. Koga. Oh shoot. He had his arms crossed, and I figured that he had sensed me a while off and had been waiting for me. I can't believe that I ran into him!

"Wind user Kagura prepare to die."