A/N: Hello! This is my first story so don't laugh. *glares* Anyway, I hope you like it, and please review once you are done!
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Inuyasha. If I did, Inuyasha and Kagome would be happily married and all the people that ruin their relationship would die a cold, painful death *evil laugh*
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"Talking"
Thinking*Action while talking*
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Why? A raven-haired girl thought, sobbing over a grave that looked more like a mound of dirt with a stone on top of it. Why did this happen? Even though he's dead, that doesn't make up for this…
"Kagome?" a dark-haired woman put a comforting hand on the other girl's shoulder. "You gonna be alright?"
Kagome looked up at her friend and nodded "I just need a little time alone to… to…" she felt tears roll down her cheeks and didn't bother wiping them away. Her friend didn't need to hear the rest; she left without saying a word.
Kagome continued to sob for a while before eventually looking up into the warm, blue sky. She wondered how the sky could look so perfect on the least perfect day of her life.
Naraku… Hate and pain were evident on her features as her thoughts returned to only hours before, when death of this person was the last thing on her mind…
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"C'mon Kagome! The others are waiting for us!" Inuyasha shouted from the bottom of the stairs in the Higurashi shrine.
"Just a minute! Ara locked herself in her room again," Kagome called from the hallway on the second floor. She continued to knock on her daughter's door catching a glimpse of the wedding ring on her finger. She still couldn't believe she and Inuyasha had been married for nearly fourteen years. During that time, they had defeated Naraku, but somehow, they didn't know how or why, he was recently brought back to life. He managed to steal the nearly completed Shikon no Tama –only about four shards or so were left to find. And also during their marriage, they had two children, Ara who was nine and Mitsu, fourteen.
"I could knock down that door if you like, Mom. One swipe of my claws and—" Mitsu started, but was cut off.
"No!"
Mitsu sighed, "Fine, then I guess we'll be here a while. Grandma said she was in there destroying stuff all night," He looked at the door with his silver eyes as if he could see right through it, "I bet it's a mess in there."
"I know, I heard her," Kagome said with a disappointed sigh. Ara looked a lot like her, but she defiantly acted like her father when she was mad, sometimes worse.
"I'm not coming out!" Ara whined from inside, "Some people saw me last night and called me a freak of nature!" she wailed. Ara was very unfortunate, she wasn't a human, hanyou, or youkai –she was in a class of her own. During the day, she was human with shoulder-length black hair and amber eyes, but at night she was a hanyou with silver hair, dog-ears, and crystal-blue eyes.
Souta, who was kneeling on the ground silently picking the lock on Ara's door, smiled and said "I got it!" and the boy swung the door open to the room that used to be Kagome's. The pink walls that Ara always hated were full of holes –not just from last night, but also whenever she was mad. Schoolbooks were tossed on the ground and her uniform was ripped to shreds, telling them that the other people Ara met last night were most likely kids from Ara's school. Other things were randomly destroyed and tossed around; was her desk always split in half? She was kneeling in the middle of this mess giving them a death glare for entering.
"Go away!" she yelled, but Inuyasha came through the doorway and picked the girl up and put her over his shoulders.
"Come on, we promised Miroku, Sango, and Shippou we would be back in a week. Who knows what type of trouble they have gotten into by now," He said as he practically dragged her out of the house. She grabbed anything she could and tried to squirm out of his grasp.
"Lemme go, Dad!" she said banging her fists against his back. She soon realized it was hopeless and allowed herself to be taken to the well.
Once on the other side, the four were greeted by a rather upset kitsune.
"What's wrong, Shippou?" Kagome asked the sobbing fox.
"Mi-Miroku-ku and-and Sango got h-h-urt from-from a battle and it-it doesn't lo-look like Miroku will li-ive," he managed to say in between sobs. Almost instantly he found himself lifted into Inuyasha's grasp as he bolted towards Kaede's village, which is where he figured –no, knew –the others were. His nose told him he was right, as he could smell the blood inside Kaede's hut along with another scent –poison.
The others caught up quickly, but Mitsu froze as the scents filled his nose. "Poison…" he said worriedly and Inuyasha only nodded in response.
They walked into the hut and found Miroku's unconscious body lying on the floor with Sango sitting next to him wiping the sweat from his face. They were each wounded; Sango's left arm was sliced open and the side of her face was bandaged. Miroku lay poisoned with his right arm in a sling.
"What happened?" Kagome asked.
Sango looked up, "We were attacked by Naraku," she spat out the last word as if it couldn't be used in a civilized conversation –which was true. "Miroku was poisoned by Naraku's insects, but it's worse than it ever was before,"
"How long ago did it happen?" Kagome asked fishing in her bottomless backpack for some type of antidote.
"A few hours ago,"
"Aha!" Kagome exclaimed holding up a medication she received from Hojo after her grandfather said she was stung by a rare species of wasps. She silently thanked them both as she brought it over to Miroku and gently lifted his head. "I hope this works," she prayed as she poured the liquid down his throat. "If it worked, he will wake up in an hour or two."
"Good," Mitsu sighed holding Ara by the hair who was trying to use the distraction to get back to the well so she could complain in her room. Of course she cared about Miroku, and that gave her more reason to leave –she hated to see anyone hurt, dying, or dead. How anyone could kill innocent people she didn't know and hoped she never learned.
After twenty minutes, Ara finally agreed to stay, but only after her brother had hit her over the head a few times and accused her of not caring that a life was in danger. She was famous among them for not allowing someone to suffer or hurt as long as she could help them. If she couldn't, she would at least stay by their side and get anything they asked for.
She stayed by Miroku, right across from Sango, the rest of the evening, until Inuyasha asked her later that night to help him hunt for dinner since Kagome forgot to pack food. Right then she was a hanyou, so she went with him –a mistake she would never make again…