"Sorry, love," she murmured, raising a trembling hand gently covering
his cheek, "I don't think I was meant to last"
"No," he whispered aggressively, eyes glistening with tears that he would never shed. "Don't you dare say that." He pressed his lips to her palm. "Not now or ever."
Kagome smiled, ignoring him; she had things to say and had to get them out. "Sesshomaru, I'm happy, I had the chance to be with you."
Sesshomaru shook his head. "Don't leave me," He rasped, suddenly desperate.
"I'm sorry . . . I really wish things could have happened differently . . ." Kagome trailed off, vividly remembering the last few months of her life. She wished things could have happened differently...