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"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! WHAT DID YOU DO?!" InuYasha cursed as he ran - for the first time ever - away from an opponent when he wasn't even injured or the night of the new moon. His entire body trembled violently as wave after wave of overwhelming nausea coursed through him. Muscle and bone twisting angrily - painfully rearranging themselves into grotesque shapes as his steps faltered and he finally succumbed to the darkness.
"You dare pick her over me," Kikyo laughed haughtily as she knelt down beside the convulsing, transforming and unconscious hanyou, "Even though you're a half-demon you still thought she'd have you but you're an animal. You've always been one. It's time you understood your place."
"Kagome," he rasped incoherently - consciousness returning for but an instant as he furrowed his brow and twitched grotesquely before he was forced to finish in his mind, 'I need you. Please."'
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"Kikyo, Kikyo, Kikyo" Kagome huffed in frustration as she threw her backpack angrily onto the floor before mimicking InuYasha poorly as she stomped around her room, "Why do you care I'm going to see her? Again. Don't say anything bad about Kikyo. Kikyo was good at firing a bow. Kikyo was cuter than you. Way cuter. Kagome you're stupid. I'm going to be possessive of you around other men because I'm insecure. I don't want you but I don't want anyone else to want you."
Picking up a pillow, Kagome buried her face and screamed before flopping down on her bed and staring dejectedly at the ceiling, "Why can't he be nice to me for once? Telling me that I can't possibly be mad that he was going to see that clay pot. I can be mad. He doesn't own me. Why does he even care? Stupid InuYasha. Stupid Kikyo."
Yet again he'd gone to see Kikyo. She was nearby so naturally he had to go see her even though she hadn't summoned him. Like a lost puppy who finally found his owner he'd trot after her without so much as a word to the rest of them and then come back acting like nothing was wrong – if anything he seemed in a better mood than when he left.
"Probably going to make out with her," Kagome muttered to herself bitterly as she gestured idly at her ceiling as she rolled her eyes, "For all he complains about how I smell, even I can smell her. Like rotten eggs and dead fish. And yet he must think she smells so much better than me."
Glancing at her bedroom window, she gave it a withering glare before lolling her head back towards the ceiling. Any minute now he'd come crawling in that window bitching about her delaying the mission because she got butt hurt about him going to see Kikyo. Any minute.
Closing her eyes, Kagome took a long steadying breath through her nose before sighing and trying to relax her tense muscles. In that moment, she swore she could almost hear his voice. Like he was right there in the room with her.
'I need you. Please.
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A day passed. Two days. One week. Two weeks. One month. One month he'd been gone without so much as a word to her or the others. In a way, Kagome felt like she was dying – her heart officially shattered beyond repair – the only solice was that Kikyo's soul had not returned to her. The question was whether it would if she did end up dragging Inuyasha to hell like she planned to do so long ago. That hadn't been her goal or even mentioned for such a long time that she'd almost forgotten. Almost. With him gone though….and the last thing he had done…
"Something's wrong," Kagome murmured more to herself than the others as she drew her knees up to her chest, "He wouldn't just leave without saying anything. Not for this long."
"I agree," Miroku sighed heavily as he poked the dwindling embers and adding dry leaves until it burst into flame once more, "I suggest we seek out Kikyo. I doubt highly that she has passed on."
"How can we really find her though?" Sango asked quietly as she furrowed her brow, "She's excellent at barriers and we don't have anyone who can track him by scent alone."
"What am I? Chopped liver?!" Shippo protested haughtily as he puffed out his chest and took an important looking stance, "I bet I can find him."
"Either way, the scent is probably a month old at least," Sango pointed out as she chewed the inside of her cheek and cocked her head to the side before glancing at her oldest companion, "It might be better to use Kilala in this instance as she can cover more distance in a shorter span of time."
"What concerns me is that we have heard no reports of any hanyou seeking jewel shards since his disappearance," Miroku spoke softly, "No sightings. No attacks by Naraku. Something is definitely amiss."
"Wherever he is….I hope he's alright," Kagome sighed quietly as she stared off into the distance at nothing in particular. With that statement, everyone exchange uneasy glances before focusing their attention on the dwindling flames.
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It was humiliating. Beyond humiliating. Not only was he trapped inside a dog's body but he was being led around on a spiritually charged leash. His youkai was wildly raging out of control like a mentally ill man who had stopped taking his medication and it was everything he could do to keep his wits about him. Every once in a wild he went rabid but Kikyo would shock him – painfully – into submission with spiritual energy. Just enough to damage and stun but not kill. He had lost a considerable amount of weight over the past month – his ribs clearly visible beneath the silver fur covering his tiny body. His hair was falling out from stress and…and Kikyo didn't even care.
She forced him to choose. She threatened to take Kagome's soul back. She threatened to kill her. All so they could be together. She'd told him and he'd snapped. Said some things he probably shouldn't've and before he could stop himself, proclaimed that he loved Kagome. That he'd die before he let anything happen to her. Given the circumstances, that was probably the wrong thing to say. She'd immediately grabbed his arm as he turned away. In that instant pain like he had never known had seared through his veins as he felt his skin begin to bubble. At first, he'd assumed she was trying to purify him but it soon became quite clear it was something else entirely. And now he was a dog. A cute, fluffy itty bitty dog. If dogs would cry, he would have wept but….but if being a dog….being forever chained to this…this beast was the only way to keep Kagome safe he'd deal.
Still, he couldn't help but beg every deity he could think of to somehow help Kagome find him. Even if he spent the rest of his days as a dog…he wasn't a man who asked for very much in life…but he'd really like to see her one last time. He honestly didn't think that was too much to ask.