Hello! I've come back from the dead (kind of) and have felt inspired to rewrite my stories because the little me didn't do a very good job. I had written the beginning of this story exceptionally long but due to a 1 second power failure it was reduced to less than the dust collecting on my T.V. So with much hatred, I have pushed myself to rewrite this story- again- and hope that the reviews turn out as excellent as the original! Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

The Darkness Says Sorry

Chapter 1

Twilight illuminated the plains that stretched out in the view of blue orbs which scanned the area for any signs of a stream or sound of water. Dark brown hair brushed past the owner of the eyes while the woman who once stood beside her started walking down the hill, pointing ahead," This way."

"Sango, have you spoken to Inuyasha lately?" With a small shake of the demon slayer's head, the young Miko sighed," I don't understand what's been bothering him. At first I thought it was just because of the encounters with demons, and him fighting so much, but now..." Her worried eyes changed, a brazen fire igniting in them as she crossed her arms," Now he's just acting like a spoiled child!"

Sango laughed, pushing aside branches that opened up into a small hot spring whose waters emitted steam that curled along the liquid surface," I'm sure he has a good reason, Kagome." She paused, thinking," Well, a good reason for him."

Kagome scoffed, beginning to undress while the slayer had already stepped out of her kimono and was drifting into the luxuriating waters. Once the Miko was settled against the heat of a rock, sighing in relaxation, did she look at the slayer with questionable blue eyes," I don't understand why he would be so distant though. I mean, it's not the first time he's done it but... Well, it just has me worried. I wish he would talk to me..."

"At least he knows you care. I'm sure he'll get over whatever has him bothered."

Kagome sighed, but nodded reluctantly, her hands gracing over the skin of her legs as the lumps of forming bruise caressed them back. Recently, the gang had been encountering more demons than usual, catching the young Miko off guard both physically and mentally. With the increasing encounters came the increased exhaustion which Inuyasha had noticed and was mercilessly faulting her for. Her nerves were also becoming strung and her patience was also on the verge of falling to the hanyou and his antics.

She surely broke the recorded for the number of 'sits' she called to the poor half demon during the past week, and was partially not surprised that he was in a foul mood. But even as childish as it made her sound, he was the one who threw the first stone and Kagome wasn't going to let up on him this time. He just didn't understand when to take the grumpiness down a notched and because of that, the Miko was at a loss of what to do exactly. Even if she approach him, he would scoff and jump into his tree, pretending as though he was going to sleep but she knew otherwise.

'Why won't he just talk to me..? It's been 5 years and yet he still holds his boundaries too high for me to climb over...'

There was a rustle in the bushes, the snapping of twigs and branches had both the women tensing and prepared to fight. When it grew silent though, was when Sango had taken a rock from the bottom of the spring and chucked it into the bushes, an audible 'ouch' carrying out after the impact," Houshi! Go away or demons won't be the only thing you have to worry about!" Sango yelled, listening till the rustling of the Monk's concealed presence faded away before they relaxed again," If only Inuyasha was the single person to worry about." The slayer sigh with a shake of her head.

After a while, when the sun had long past and the cold breath of night caressed wet skin with a shiver did the brown haired woman stand from the spring and begin to dress. She let her hair hang down in hopes of the wind drying it out before she returned to camp as she turn to the Miko," I think I'll head back first, Kagome. Don't take too long, okay?"

"I'll get out soon, don't worry about me Sango." She smiled lightly, bidding the slayer before sinking back into the warm waters surrounding her. Kagome let her eyes shut, trying to further relax her body and calm her mind so she could fall into a meditative state, hoping to release the stress of the day. Kaede had taught her about simple meditation to relieve negative energy, though lately Kagome found the exercise tedious and unsatisfying to her cooped up, raging emotions.

Realization suddenly dawned on her. She only ever felt this way before she was about to start which also explained the hanyou's suddenly grumpy mood. Almost instantly her heart was at peace, she understood why he was ignoring her now and was quite blatantly unsurprised. The young priestess knew Inuyasha had a hard time addressing the topic and she only ever had to remind him if he had ventured from the group for a few days. Kagome smiled, getting up from the waters before wrapping her body in the towel she had sitting on her discarded clothes.

The snapping of twigs in front of her made her eyes look up in anticipation from her arriving friend," Sango? Did you forget something?"

When the slayer didn't answer her, Kagome held her towel tighter to her torso, a foul expression smothered on her face," Miroku, how many times do we have to tell you to stop peeking! That's really not a good way to attract women, Houshi!" Twigs popped in response to her, yet no voice came to greet her ears. The Miko stayed silent, bending down to pick up her bow and an arrow when her hands only met grass and she looked to the ground only to realize she had left them back at camp. The only weapon she carried with her was a small pocket knife which did little to defend her from the beasts roaming in this era.

"Oh..." She whispered, a low growl erupting from the dark veil of night within the forest as her blue eyes widened," Kami..."

The growl increased in volume almost to a point where her very bones where vibrating with its warning before Kagome back away slowly and sprinted into the forest to the left of her, only garbed in her towel while a scream pierce through the air.

Inuyasha sat watching the yellow and orange flames lick and snap at the ari around it. The kitsune was happily relaxed against a certain fire Neko, chewing on a colorful lolipop that was almost the size of his small head. The Neko was transformed and purred silently with her eyes closed, waiting till her demon slayer master return from bathing. The Houshi had wondered off, saying that he was taking a short stroll to be sure demons would not catch them off guard but the Hanyou knew otherwise.

He didn't care though, his mind was coiled around the images of a Miko he had yet to have a decent conversation with since the beginning of the week. Inuyasha was avoiding her. She knew but didn't ask why. He was thankful on one hand; he never liked explaining uncomfortable things to her and when he did, the talking always ended in an awkward silence and two scarlet blushes. On the other hand, though, he wished she would force it out of him for he knew he was never going to say anything to her until absolutely necessary. Surprisingly, it was actually coming to that point..

The Monk had return, blood trickling down the right side of his brow while a solemn expression graved his features. He didn't say anything about the wound while he pressed a cloth to it; he didn't need to say anything, Inuyasha already knew," When are you gonna learn, Houshi."

The hanyou was vaguely aware of the monk's grin before losing himself in his thoughts once more.

Kagome's smell was driving him up the wall. Fighting demons might have relieved some of the tension he had from the aroma, but with her fighting right along side him it only intensified it's sweet, flowery scent. He was sure it wasn't because of her monthly cycle- he knew she wasn't due for another two weeks- and figured that it must have been her body maturing. Each day the scent grew slightly stronger, stayed longer on the things she touched, and continued to shake away the brick wall of self control he had. The girl wasn't even doing anything to him and yet he felt one sudden move from her, or a caress of skin, would send him spiraling into mistakes he was bound to regret. He couldn't stand her smell and therefore, wanted desperately to keep her at a distance. At least until he became use to the amplified scent.

A figure came strolling back, the fire from hell burning in the pupils of the demon slayer as she released her weapon's restraint and slammed it over the houshi's head," Sango! I'm so glad to-" Was all he got out before he face planted into the dirt. With a huff from the woman, she went to sit against he feline companion, placing the young kitsune on her lap.

"Where's the wench?"

"She'll be coming in a minute. She seems pretty exhausted today..." Sango said, hoping to spark interest in the hanyou.

He scoffed," I'm the one whose exhausted! Keeping her from danger is hard enough and each day now, I've had to risk my life saving her ass 'cause that pathetic human brain of her's can't seem to register when to move the fuck out of the way!"

"Inuyasha." The demon slayer coaxed," Kagome isn't as strong as us. She doesn't have to worry about being physically fit to fight off demons... At least not the demons we're faced with here. Sometimes I think you forget that the both of you are from completely different worlds."

"Keh." Was his only reply, his brow furrowed in annoyance as he jerk his head away from Sango," Yea, whatever.."

"If something is bothering you, Inuyasha, then it's best you talk to someone about it." Miroku interjected before the conversation could end," We've all noticed you've been ignoring her lately."

The kitsune piped up, his lips blue from the color dye of the candy," He's just being an idiot like always." Shippo's eye wandered to the sky, seeming to remember something," But I wonder why Kagome smells so nice all of a sudden. I asked her if she was using that perfume stuff from her time but she said she didn't bring any with her 'cause the last time she did the bottle broke and Inuyasha fainted from the fum- Ouch! Inuyasha!"

Shippo hopped off of the slayer's lap and pointed the lollipop at him accusingly," You're such a jerk!

"Is this why you've been ignoring her?" Sango questioned.

"Well all women reach a point in their life were they become seemingly attractive. Some are just naturally born that way, but others... Well..." The monk's sentence died when his hand rested on the backside of the woman next to him. Her expression soured before she left a pretty, pink hand mark across his face. He rubbed his cheek, a pained expression smeared on his face," Well, if Kagome is maturing then you should want to keep a closer eye on her instead of pushing her away like you have been." Miroku smiled, a glint in his eyes that suggested another meaning in his words.

"Would all of you just shut up!" Inuyasha growled, shooting up from his spot. The damned kitsune found him out," Ain't nothing wrong so just leave me the hell alone!"

"No need to get defensive my friend, we were merely stating-"

A distant scream echoed across the tree tops, bouncing within the walls of two fluffy ears as they darted around anticipating danger. It only took a moment to register who the scream originated from before the hanyou whipped into the forest. The monk and demon slayer were following shortly behind, worry spreading across the woman's face as yet another scream pierced the silence of the night.

Inuyasha's heart sunk instantly when the noise had reached his ears. Thinking back on it now, he knew he should have told Sango to go back and wait on her, or should have done it himself. Another scream rang out somewhere near him causing adrenaline to pump into his half demon veins as he tried to focus in on the Miko's scent. It wasn't hard to miss, she was just a few yards away, but neither was the hard iron smell laced along the jasmine scent. Amber eyes widened, she was bleeding. She was hurt.

"Kagome!" He yelled, a sobbed whimper responding to his call as he entered a small clearing.

There, within the tall grass, stood a beast with three panther like heads that towered over the seemingly small hanyou. Within the jaws of the middle head was Kagome, her arms weakly pushing at the teeth that were lodged into her stomach and thighs. She sobbed again, her inky black hair drifting down when she threw her head back to scream out the pain course through her body.

Inuyasha removed tetsaiga, the fang swinging back and coming down on the demon's leg, igniting the battle in a ferocious growl.

The miko withered away in the teeth of the beast, her body becoming increasingly numb while she could feel her own blood smeared across her skin and puddled under her. It was a horrible feeling, but what especially made her cringe was the sit of her rib as she could see a fang pierced through and her skin pulled over to present the bloody gray of her bone. It was sickening to say the least.

The monster roared, causing it's jaw to clench up and press down harder on her fragile body. Kagome choked, blood filling her lungs while she vaguely heard Inuyasha shouting out her name. She realized that maybe this time he wouldn't be able to save her; her blue eyes drifting to watch him get thrown back into a tree. The panther demon stalked toward him, using its powerful claws, it started tearing at her beloved hanyou, pushing him deeper and deeper into the mud while he tried to move away from the powerful paws. Blue orbs widened, she couldn't let him get hurt! It was already too late for her but he could still go on, complete the Shikon no Tama and save the Monk.

The miko's head lolled back, her strength quickly fading due to the amount of blood that poured from her wounds. She wouldn't make it through this one. Even if the did save her, her wounds were too great to overcome.. And so, with that thought, Kagome wiggled her arm in between the fangs of the creature, trying to get her arm as far down its throat as possible before her strength left her and focused on the energy raging in her soul. She concentrated on all the things that made her happy, that she wanted to protect, all the things that made her life wonderful and exciting. As the memories coursed through her mind, her power drifted out, causing a thin, purple glow around her figure. The intensity of the glow grew into a blinding light and along with her scream came a defeated roar from the beast before the blinding light consumed the visions of the defending party and a slient night fell on them once more.

In the back of her mind, as numb and lost as it was, she heard a clear, low pitched voice whisper to her. Its whisper was almost nonexistent, its voice almost as raspy as the familiar one that called to her from an unknown place. And as she decided to fade away into the comforting, warm darkness, the voice graced her mind with only two words that left her dimly curious.

'I'm sorry...'

So here is the Prologue, rewritten and hopefully much better than the original. My wordpad is much different since I received a new computer so I'm not sure how thick to make the paragraghs. Oh well, hahah. Anyway, I've returned after being inspired by watching the closing of the anime series. Some things, especially characters, I have completely forgotten so it took some time to remember everything about the show, including over favorite hanyou's personality, hahah.

Anywho, I hope you enjoyed it, review for more?