What Was it That You Never Said?

Disclamer: I don't own Inuyasha.

Reddeuphoria

Chaper One: Second Best

"You will regret this for the rest of your life, Inuyasha." Kagome whisphered tears freely falling from her grey chocolate eyes. She looked into his violet eyes, searching for something, anything to ease the pain that was blossoming inside her heart. Inuyasha clenched his fist to keep from wiping those very tears away from her usually smiling face. Taking a deep breath he glared down on her.

"I am with Kikyou." The air around them seemed to stop moving, in the eerie silence you could hear her heart shatter.

Inuyasha bowed his head and raked a hand through the long black mass of hair. He didn't want to meet her eyes, he didn't want to see the pain there in those hauntingly expressive eyes. Those eyes that pierced right through him, and saw what was really inside. That scared him about her most.

Shaking her head and inhaling deep, Kagome stood up straight and dignfied. Her face an unwavering mask. "Then this is good-bye, Inuyasha." Her voice was cold and hard, her tears already drying. The shards of her heart would never quite fit the same again, but she wouldn't let him see it.

"Kagome..." But it was too late she was already up the stairs to the house, and slamming the door. Tightness started to form around his heart, but he closed his eyes and shook it off. This was no time for second guessing, he had no right to keep everyone so miserable.

"Inuyasha, are you ready to go now?" Kikyou called from the end of the walk. Her face, always the same emotionless face as always, this was his future, this was his choice. Looking back to the shrine house one last time, he walked down teh walk to the street where his car was parked.

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6 Months later...

Six months had passed and nothing seemed to change, the world went on as if someone hadn't throw a wrench in the machine that was Kagome's world. Laying in her bed the grey morning light making her room dim. Kagome sat up and leaned against the head bored and looked around. A large absract painting hung in front of her bed, the face distored but most eyes catching feature was the 'lips'. There where just a large lopsided gash the took up most of the face. This was her favorite of her works. The room was covered in painting and sketches. Her life was dedicated to the arts music, dance, but mostly painting, even if she was going to college to study teaching, art was her passion, her life. Sighing, she rolled out of bed and streched. Might as well get this day going, there was no way she was going to get any sleep now.

She walked into the bathroom and stood in the mirror just looking at herself. How had all of this happend? How had it gone this far? Since grade school Inuyasha had been her best friend, her protector. Now he was nothing but a painful reminder of how she would always be second choice and second best. When did she know she loved him? She couldn't pin point when it hit her, the feelings just seemed to grow and before she new it, she was in love with her best friend. Now everything was different. Everytime she saw him another strawberry gash opened up on her fraile heart. She barely reconized the women staring back at her from the mirror. Turning away from the glass, she turned on the water. Maybe the hot water would help her feel somewhat better, chasing some of the memories away.

The water soaked her skin, the heat relaxing her muscles as she bathed. Closing her eyes to try and block out the ever present memories that haunted her, they just rose up to greet her minds eye. Standing under the fall of water she ran her hands through her waist length tresses, resting her forehead on the tile.

Inuyasha turned to her, a boyish grin on his face, which happend to sport some paint on it.

No, please not now...

Kagome giggled as the pair splashed paint on each other. "We are going to ruin my work!" She cried, even though she couldn't smiling.

Why now? Don't...

"In that case," Inuyasha took a large brush and swiped it across the abstract face, where the lips should have been, leaving a lopsided gash there. "We shall call it 'our' work." They both fell to the floor giggling and laughing...

"Stop!" Kagome whisphered as she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. The mist rose around her as she wrapped the towel around herself. If she didn't get her head out of memory lane she would be late for classs. Entering her room she rumaged through her closet to find something clean, making a mental note to do laundry soon, she get ready for her morning classes.

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A/N: So this is the first chapter of my first story. Reviews would be great, I need all the help I can get. So tell me what you think.