Woo! A new fanfic, This is a total epiphany! Tell me what you think! MyTwiliLove does not own Inuyasha, you all know who does...

You readers, enjoy!!

Kagome looked out over the cliff at the beautiful sunset and sighed in pleasure as she felt his strong, lean arms wrap around her torso and his breath at her neck as he soon dipped his head so his lips ghosted over her skin, suddenly she was pulled toward him, her back against his muscled chest. Unfortunately, though she appreciated the sudden movement, the large Harley-Davison Sportster that they were perched on didn't. So as Kagome heard the kickstand creak she was tipped to the left, and all she saw and felt was a blur of red and the grassy greenish-brown of the ground and the pain that shot up her hip as she landed on it. While she waited for her neck to suffer whiplash and the back of her head to feel the same way as her hip, she opened her eyes as she heard his voice.

"Kagome…you okay?" Then she noticed why her head didn't throb, his left hand was stopping that as his right arm was embedded with the side of the heavy motorcycle.

"Oh my god…" Kagome whispered as she slid out from under the man as he slowly stood up and put the bike back on its faulty stand. As he turned back to her, Kagome squeaked out an "Are you okay?"

He smiled to silently say that he was alright, but instead managed to reopen the cut on his face, from the knife that was in his cheek a while a ago in the fight with the lower gangs of the Gokudou, that was just starting to heal and started bleeding profusely.

Kagome, the registered nurse that she was and having a gang member as a boyfriend, ran to her fallen backpack, took out the first aid kit and ran to the man who was looking at her, watching her every movement, fear welling in his eyes as he saw the 'hated' white rectangular box. Kagome took out her supplies, picked up a cotton ball, dabbed it with rubbing alcohol and began trying to disinfect his wound and patch it up, which was becoming increasingly difficult, as said man kept squirming out her rubbing alcohol filled cotton ball's reach.

"Ouch! You say that you love me (sob)!"

"Really now, in all my four years as a nurse, I've never seen such a baby! Even the toddlers take shots with more finesse than you."

"But it stings!"

"Oh yes! The great and powerful gang leader can get shot by a machine gun without batting an eyelash, but screams and cowers at the sight of rubbing alcohol!"

"You should be happy knowing that!"

"Why would I be happy knowing that my boyfriend has a weakness for something as harmless as rubbing alcohol?" Kagome pressed her face into his chest as he grabbed her arm and pulled her against his chest and laid his head on top of hers.

"At least I have a weakness…"

"How is that…?"

"…and I'm comfortable enough around you to show it to you, isn't that something to be happy about?"

"Oh…" Kagome looked up as he had moved his head from atop hers; saw his sparkling eyes thorough her unshed tear filled eyes.

"Kagome, no matter how strong I become I will always come to your door the geeky, skinny, stuttering boy that was lucky enough to have the love of his life accept him for what he is and always will be for you…"

Kagome, who had lowered her head when he spoke raised her eyes in astonishment, the four years that she had dated him, he had never said such endearing words. However as she looked up at the man with long whitish-silver hair and yellow-gold eyes on the naturally tanned face, what she saw was not what she expected.

"Is that not what you wanted to hear?"

Instead of the cute-in-a-ragged-way boy she sought out, she was graced with the sight of the coolly handsome gold eyed, pure silver haired and elfin eared man. With that perpetual glint in his eyes and the ghost of a smile that would have sent most girls into a pleasured heaven, he only succeeded in coiling Kagome's stomach and distorting her face in a mix of awe, anger, and fear.

"What is wrong Kagome? You do not look happy to see me."

"No! Not you!" Kagome shoved the foreign man away from her and frantically searched around the half-empty Cliffside for the one who she had been about to kiss. As her vision skirted across the trees, it landed on a flash of red and that was enough to send Kagome sprinting in that direction. As she neared where she had seen the flash of his clothing, which she knew were his, she saw nothing but the forest of the tall mountain-like Cliffside.

That was enough to send her heart flying to a million scattered shards around her and have the heartless woman sink to the ground, her heart wrenching sobs racking her tiny frame. She wailed, half screaming, half sobbing to the quiet forest in the plea of returning her beloved.

She sobbed until she felt the arms of the man, that she had turned her back on in her frenzied search, circle around her and she immediately stiffened, then started trembling as his breath tickled her ear as he whispered, "How could you leave me behind as you did?"

Kagome, who had been shuttering in anger, turned in the man's grip to face him and bluntly ask him, "Where is he?"

"Who are you talking about?"

"You know damn well know who I'm talking about! Where is he? What did you do with him?"

"I cannot seem to remember doing something to anyone that would anger you so."

"Of course you don't remember him! Why would you anyways? It's not like he was important to you, right? Or maybe he was such a big threat that you couldn't handle him? I mean you would only harm those who can harm you, no…?" Suddenly the man wrapped his right arm around her waist in a steel grip and used his left hand to thread his fingers through her hair and yank it down so that she was forced to stare at him at a painful angle for her neck. Then he lowered his face until his was an inch away from hers, his breath wafting over her face.

"Woman you will stop questioning me this instant! Who are you talking about that I would know his whereabouts?"

"You're the one who sent him away after you 'claimed me' and told him that if he ever saw me or tried to see me or let himself be seen by me if I sought him out, then you would kill him! Do you still not know who the hell I'm talking about?"

As understanding dawned on him and briefly flitted across his face, the man answered with, "I only did that because I thought that his presence was depressing you, so I sent him away."

"I would rather see him with a little pain in my heart then never be able to see him without putting his life in danger!"

"Why?"

"Why what…?"

"Why would you rather see him with pain than not see him?"

"Because I want and need him."

"You have me."

"Yes, but Inuyasha is the one I love." Suddenly the man slammed her to the ground, pinning her body to the dirt beneath them with his large, built one which made her breath leave her body with a whoosh. However the indignant gasp that she was about to let out died in her throat as the man lowered his head to growl ferociously into her ear.

"You belong to me now wench, you will not speak of other men with romantic intent ever, understand?"

"You wish." Kagome hissed as she lifted her left hand and slapped the offensive man hard. However as Kagome's hand came into contact with the flesh of the man's left check, her hand began to throb with immeasurable pain, then the man suddenly was smashing her into the ground with his body all the while grabbing her chin and squeezing hard, so hard that she woke up.

As Kagome opened her eyes, she was laid across the sheets of a bed with a VERY angry Sandaime hovering above her all the while burning holes into her eyes. Said Sandaime was also curiously sporting a red hand imprint across the left cheek of his face. Oh no…

"Sesshomaru…" the woman managed to squeak out in a fearful gasp, right before she fainted.

That totally is NOT the way to wake up! Wonder how it happened! (Editor: ...the fuck? YOU DON't KNOW?! (sigh) why do I even bother) Oh no! My loyal fan, don't leave! (That is all I'm good for? That's it I quit!) No! wait! I'll make your Sorry Nachos! (...fine, I'll stay, but only for the sorry fans that would have to be tortured by your unedited works) sob! See I don't need flames when you have that kind of editor! Anyways see you all next time. toodles

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