---Disclaimer--- With great remorse I regret to inform you that I do not
own Inu-Yasha or any of the characters in it. Although, I'd like to make
the offer that if anyone will give me Miroku or Inu-Yasha I will be glad to
pay a very, very large amount for them.
---Chapter One--- The scenery of feudal Japan was always a wonderful sight. No matter the season, whether it was lovely spring or hot summer, the clutches of winter or the deep autumn with it's golden colors, there was always majesty to the areas. Kagome idly picked a spring flower that grew at the base of the Bone Eater's Well. She brought it to her nostrils and inhaled the comforting essence. She would miss this place; but she had no reason to stay. Her work in this era was completed. The jewel shards had been captured and put to Inu-Yasha's good use. Inu-Yasha.. She shook away the demon's name, but the wind seemed to whisper it with every gust. A sigh escaped her lips. He was living in bliss now, as his full demon self. The shards of the Shikon Jewel had done exactly as he had hoped. He was stronger and completely fine on his own. He didn't need her; not that he had from the beginning; but the difference now was that he didn't even want her. She had sensed that when he took on his final transformation. She had left before she could even see his demon form in full glory.
As they had only a short while ago, the tears began to swell in her eyes. She pushed them away with force that was equivalent to a sheer anger. She stood up, chucking away the flower to the soft grass of the meadow floor below.
"I will not let him have the benefit!" She exclaimed to no one. She had to hear the words come from her own mouth. Any chance that her and that pig-headed, buffoon of a half demon had had were gone like the traces of the winter chill as the spring came into full bloom. Kagome clenched her fists by her side, involuntarily, feeling the unvanquishable need to scream long and loud.
"I hate him!" Her voice yelled in rage. "I hate him! Hate him!" Tears of anxiety trailed down her pale cheeks, holding an icy tint like that of blizzard storm. She didn't even feel the pain anymore, it was more like a rage that she could not act on and so came out in an emotion she did not normally show with her carefree personality---sadness. Without any more threats or curses she turned to the well, placing both hands on the cool, stone surface. She peered into the blackness below her, putting it into comparison with her own heart. Dark and dead. Dormant. Moving her gaze, she stared at the forest scenery in front of her, taking a last mental picture. She was leaving. For good. No more Feudal time for her. She didn't know how she would get home, having no jewel shards, but she would think of something, once she was down there. If she didn't figure it out, she would just lie there and rot in the stone encrusted tomb; dieing alone.
She placed one leg over the Well, ready to thrust herself in, when a sound from behind took her attention. She didn't turn, didn't even move. The footsteps that were coming from the back of her increased in pace and then seemed to stop at a reasonable distance from her backside.
"You worthless, wretched creature." A voice hissed in tune with the forest wind. Kagome immediately guessed who it was behind her. She removed her leg from the Well and stood back on solid ground. Very carefully, with a reasonable amount of caution, Kagome turned, now met face to face with an archrival in love that she didn't even want to have.
"Kikyo..." Kagome trailed, her eyes narrowing angrily at seeing the priestess. The soul-stealing wench returned her stare, nodding. She stepped closer, and Kagome made no move to retreat. She had nothing else to do, why not stand up to this whore once and for all?
"What do you want?" She snapped in question at Kikyo. Kikyo smirked evilly, and increased her speed at coming closer until they were about an arms-span from touching.
"You know what I want you filthy moron. I've wanted you gone from here for so long now. Why should I change my desires all of a sudden?" Kikyo explained, with a chilly tone to her words.
"I should have known. But so you know, I'm leaving. Once and for all and you can have." She tried to choke out the name but couldn't get it to come. She covered her pause by continuing, ".that.worthless idiot. I don't want him. I just want to go home. I'm not after your demon lover anymore." Kagome turned her gaze away from the soul-stealer as she began laughing manically.
"I'm glad you've decided so. But the shards are no longer yours.how do you plan to go home?" She questioned, skeptically, her anger coming back.
Kagome shrugged her shoulders. "I figured.I would find out once I'm down there."
Without warning, Kikyo pulled herself forward, taking Kagome's neck between her slender fingers. Kagome gasped, feeling the pain of the grip. She started bringing up her hands to pry Kikyo's loose but found the shock to be too great for her to do anything about it. She felt her feet move from the ground and her eyes connect straight with the taller woman's. A moan escaped from the prisoned girl, as the grip on her neck continued to grow tighter.
"I've never trusted you." Kikyo snarled, her rage matching her voice. "I've always thought of you as a conniving, man-stealing whore. But for once, I'll do you the favor of returning you to your world. I hate seeing your face and I want you out of my sight you ugly creature. Understand that if you ever come back through this portal again, I will know, and I will kill you on the spot. The only reason I do not suffocate you this moment is because I want you to live with the torture of knowing that you can never have Inu-Yasha, never, do you understand me?" She finished, her eyes glinting with red.
Kagome could not answer, and as a result, Kikyo walked forward, till Kagome was dangling over the pit of the Well. The only thing keeping her from dropping was the tight hold that Kikyo refused to soften.
"Good bye." Came the voice of the haughty priestess once more. After that Kagome felt the hands pull away, as she fell into the darkness of the Bone Eater's Well, on her way back to her own world, never to return to the Feudal Era again.
---Chapter 2--- Sango watched Inu-Yasha as he moped about, looking into the stream they had stopped at. He was powerful, yes, but he had not changed all that much. Seeing a mighty one such as him almost ready to cry nearly made her laugh, but she remained serious. Poor guy. She actually felt sorry for him. Kagome had taken off before he had even said goodbye to her. This was the result of that happening. Uncomfortably, she moved forward, coming beside and sat down cross-legged near him. Awkwardly, she placed a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure she had a good reason." She assured, quietly. Inu-Yasha shrugged the shoulder with her hand placed on it; a sign for her to move it. "You know, I never liked that wench. She always was trouble." He muttered, angrily. Sango smiled despite herself, "If you say so." She said, backing away. No matter what he said, she knew the truth, and knowing that truth had made her send Miroku and Shippou to go find her and bring her back before the demon had a nervous breakdown. They had set off hours ago, and still they hadn't returned. Absently, she looked around the area. Since Naraku had been defeated, the area had been so much more peaceful, as though the very trees and water knew that his evil was gone for eternity. Her gaze moved to the setting sun. She prayed that Miroku was back soon, hopefully with Kagome with him. Her thoughts were answered with a figure emerging from the forest greenery at the edge of the meadow that they were in. She recognized it immediately as Miroku. Shippou was tagging along behind him. She stood up, hurriedly, noting that Inu-Yasha was already over there. She saw Miroku shake his head and then heard the demon use a string of obscene profanities. Shippou came over to Sango, very upset by the look on his fox-like face. "You didn't find anything?" Sango questioned, eagerly. Shippou shook his head, "No." He whined, tears spurting forth from his eyes. "Kagome's gone!" He exclaimed, "I'm never going to see her again!" Sango picked him up, cradling him in her arms. She couldn't reassure him that they would. She didn't know herself. "That stupid girl!!" The demon hissed, infuriated, "I should have killed her myself to save her the trouble of leaving and doing it herself!" Shippou trembled and winced at his words, but did not say anything. Ever since the transformation, Shippou had been scared of Inu-Yasha like never before. He hardly even talked to him anymore. Sango walked over, still holding the fox-demon tightly. Miroku stared at Inu-Yasha and sighed. "I'm sorry, I looked everywhere I could before sundown." He apologized. Inu- Yasha growled and then hissed, "You should have looked everywhere else and stayed out until you found her!!" With that, he jumped into the air, starting off somewhere unknown. Sango's eyes went wide. "Inu-Yasha! Stop! You don't even know where to look for her!" He didn't seem to care. He was gone without another word. With concern apparent in her eyes, Sango turned towards Miroku. He sighed in response to her stare. "Alright, we will go after both of them then.." How he hated her stare. He's succumb to anything. With a smirk, he added, "For a little price." Sango's eyes narrowed, "I have no time for games." She said, angrily, turning away to get there supplies. She let Shippou down. He was still crying, but a little less. With him out of her way, she picked up the sack of supplies and hoisted her trusty weapon over her shoulder. "Come along, Kilala." She called to her pet. The little animal scurried along side her and matched her pace. She started passed Miroku. "Come on you lecherous fool. If you do not wish to venture with me, you can stay here, and die for all I care." She sputtered, angrily. Miroku sighed, "I didn't say I wasn't coming, I said there was a price, but since you are a woman of great bargin, I suppose I'll give you a deal and make you pay later.and you know I'd venture with you anywhere." At the last part, his voice dropped to a seductively low tone. Sango brought up her fist and punched him in the jaw. Without another word, she started walking. "Wait! I'm coming!" Miroku called behind her.
---Chapter 3---
---Chapter One--- The scenery of feudal Japan was always a wonderful sight. No matter the season, whether it was lovely spring or hot summer, the clutches of winter or the deep autumn with it's golden colors, there was always majesty to the areas. Kagome idly picked a spring flower that grew at the base of the Bone Eater's Well. She brought it to her nostrils and inhaled the comforting essence. She would miss this place; but she had no reason to stay. Her work in this era was completed. The jewel shards had been captured and put to Inu-Yasha's good use. Inu-Yasha.. She shook away the demon's name, but the wind seemed to whisper it with every gust. A sigh escaped her lips. He was living in bliss now, as his full demon self. The shards of the Shikon Jewel had done exactly as he had hoped. He was stronger and completely fine on his own. He didn't need her; not that he had from the beginning; but the difference now was that he didn't even want her. She had sensed that when he took on his final transformation. She had left before she could even see his demon form in full glory.
As they had only a short while ago, the tears began to swell in her eyes. She pushed them away with force that was equivalent to a sheer anger. She stood up, chucking away the flower to the soft grass of the meadow floor below.
"I will not let him have the benefit!" She exclaimed to no one. She had to hear the words come from her own mouth. Any chance that her and that pig-headed, buffoon of a half demon had had were gone like the traces of the winter chill as the spring came into full bloom. Kagome clenched her fists by her side, involuntarily, feeling the unvanquishable need to scream long and loud.
"I hate him!" Her voice yelled in rage. "I hate him! Hate him!" Tears of anxiety trailed down her pale cheeks, holding an icy tint like that of blizzard storm. She didn't even feel the pain anymore, it was more like a rage that she could not act on and so came out in an emotion she did not normally show with her carefree personality---sadness. Without any more threats or curses she turned to the well, placing both hands on the cool, stone surface. She peered into the blackness below her, putting it into comparison with her own heart. Dark and dead. Dormant. Moving her gaze, she stared at the forest scenery in front of her, taking a last mental picture. She was leaving. For good. No more Feudal time for her. She didn't know how she would get home, having no jewel shards, but she would think of something, once she was down there. If she didn't figure it out, she would just lie there and rot in the stone encrusted tomb; dieing alone.
She placed one leg over the Well, ready to thrust herself in, when a sound from behind took her attention. She didn't turn, didn't even move. The footsteps that were coming from the back of her increased in pace and then seemed to stop at a reasonable distance from her backside.
"You worthless, wretched creature." A voice hissed in tune with the forest wind. Kagome immediately guessed who it was behind her. She removed her leg from the Well and stood back on solid ground. Very carefully, with a reasonable amount of caution, Kagome turned, now met face to face with an archrival in love that she didn't even want to have.
"Kikyo..." Kagome trailed, her eyes narrowing angrily at seeing the priestess. The soul-stealing wench returned her stare, nodding. She stepped closer, and Kagome made no move to retreat. She had nothing else to do, why not stand up to this whore once and for all?
"What do you want?" She snapped in question at Kikyo. Kikyo smirked evilly, and increased her speed at coming closer until they were about an arms-span from touching.
"You know what I want you filthy moron. I've wanted you gone from here for so long now. Why should I change my desires all of a sudden?" Kikyo explained, with a chilly tone to her words.
"I should have known. But so you know, I'm leaving. Once and for all and you can have." She tried to choke out the name but couldn't get it to come. She covered her pause by continuing, ".that.worthless idiot. I don't want him. I just want to go home. I'm not after your demon lover anymore." Kagome turned her gaze away from the soul-stealer as she began laughing manically.
"I'm glad you've decided so. But the shards are no longer yours.how do you plan to go home?" She questioned, skeptically, her anger coming back.
Kagome shrugged her shoulders. "I figured.I would find out once I'm down there."
Without warning, Kikyo pulled herself forward, taking Kagome's neck between her slender fingers. Kagome gasped, feeling the pain of the grip. She started bringing up her hands to pry Kikyo's loose but found the shock to be too great for her to do anything about it. She felt her feet move from the ground and her eyes connect straight with the taller woman's. A moan escaped from the prisoned girl, as the grip on her neck continued to grow tighter.
"I've never trusted you." Kikyo snarled, her rage matching her voice. "I've always thought of you as a conniving, man-stealing whore. But for once, I'll do you the favor of returning you to your world. I hate seeing your face and I want you out of my sight you ugly creature. Understand that if you ever come back through this portal again, I will know, and I will kill you on the spot. The only reason I do not suffocate you this moment is because I want you to live with the torture of knowing that you can never have Inu-Yasha, never, do you understand me?" She finished, her eyes glinting with red.
Kagome could not answer, and as a result, Kikyo walked forward, till Kagome was dangling over the pit of the Well. The only thing keeping her from dropping was the tight hold that Kikyo refused to soften.
"Good bye." Came the voice of the haughty priestess once more. After that Kagome felt the hands pull away, as she fell into the darkness of the Bone Eater's Well, on her way back to her own world, never to return to the Feudal Era again.
---Chapter 2--- Sango watched Inu-Yasha as he moped about, looking into the stream they had stopped at. He was powerful, yes, but he had not changed all that much. Seeing a mighty one such as him almost ready to cry nearly made her laugh, but she remained serious. Poor guy. She actually felt sorry for him. Kagome had taken off before he had even said goodbye to her. This was the result of that happening. Uncomfortably, she moved forward, coming beside and sat down cross-legged near him. Awkwardly, she placed a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure she had a good reason." She assured, quietly. Inu-Yasha shrugged the shoulder with her hand placed on it; a sign for her to move it. "You know, I never liked that wench. She always was trouble." He muttered, angrily. Sango smiled despite herself, "If you say so." She said, backing away. No matter what he said, she knew the truth, and knowing that truth had made her send Miroku and Shippou to go find her and bring her back before the demon had a nervous breakdown. They had set off hours ago, and still they hadn't returned. Absently, she looked around the area. Since Naraku had been defeated, the area had been so much more peaceful, as though the very trees and water knew that his evil was gone for eternity. Her gaze moved to the setting sun. She prayed that Miroku was back soon, hopefully with Kagome with him. Her thoughts were answered with a figure emerging from the forest greenery at the edge of the meadow that they were in. She recognized it immediately as Miroku. Shippou was tagging along behind him. She stood up, hurriedly, noting that Inu-Yasha was already over there. She saw Miroku shake his head and then heard the demon use a string of obscene profanities. Shippou came over to Sango, very upset by the look on his fox-like face. "You didn't find anything?" Sango questioned, eagerly. Shippou shook his head, "No." He whined, tears spurting forth from his eyes. "Kagome's gone!" He exclaimed, "I'm never going to see her again!" Sango picked him up, cradling him in her arms. She couldn't reassure him that they would. She didn't know herself. "That stupid girl!!" The demon hissed, infuriated, "I should have killed her myself to save her the trouble of leaving and doing it herself!" Shippou trembled and winced at his words, but did not say anything. Ever since the transformation, Shippou had been scared of Inu-Yasha like never before. He hardly even talked to him anymore. Sango walked over, still holding the fox-demon tightly. Miroku stared at Inu-Yasha and sighed. "I'm sorry, I looked everywhere I could before sundown." He apologized. Inu- Yasha growled and then hissed, "You should have looked everywhere else and stayed out until you found her!!" With that, he jumped into the air, starting off somewhere unknown. Sango's eyes went wide. "Inu-Yasha! Stop! You don't even know where to look for her!" He didn't seem to care. He was gone without another word. With concern apparent in her eyes, Sango turned towards Miroku. He sighed in response to her stare. "Alright, we will go after both of them then.." How he hated her stare. He's succumb to anything. With a smirk, he added, "For a little price." Sango's eyes narrowed, "I have no time for games." She said, angrily, turning away to get there supplies. She let Shippou down. He was still crying, but a little less. With him out of her way, she picked up the sack of supplies and hoisted her trusty weapon over her shoulder. "Come along, Kilala." She called to her pet. The little animal scurried along side her and matched her pace. She started passed Miroku. "Come on you lecherous fool. If you do not wish to venture with me, you can stay here, and die for all I care." She sputtered, angrily. Miroku sighed, "I didn't say I wasn't coming, I said there was a price, but since you are a woman of great bargin, I suppose I'll give you a deal and make you pay later.and you know I'd venture with you anywhere." At the last part, his voice dropped to a seductively low tone. Sango brought up her fist and punched him in the jaw. Without another word, she started walking. "Wait! I'm coming!" Miroku called behind her.
---Chapter 3---