Author's Note: Yeah, well, this is my first story… posted here of course. XD I've done stories, but this is the first one that I'm posting. Go me! Anyway, this story is based in Jordi Sierra's book "En una esquina del corazón" … It's the only book I've ever liked in Spanish! I have no idea if there's an English version of it. Oh and before you ask, I've read a lot of books in Spanish, courtesy of my school, and I've never liked one until now. Not even the ones I had to read when I was younger… that were supposed to be funny and enjoyable. Yes, my eye is twitching. This story may be a little short, since the book is short and I don't want to mess with the story line too much… because I'm planning on really basing the story in the book.

Don't even get the wrong idea that I hate some character! I don't hate any characters; I just had them fit my purpose.

Summary: Kag/Kur Her heart is broken… Now she's in a sanatorium for broken hearts? Is it real… or is it all a dream? There's nothing perverted.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or Inuyasha. They belong to their respective creators. I, also, don't own "En una esquina del corazón" written by Jordi Sierra… As you can see it was not written by me.

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I didn't know what to do, or where to go.

I walked. I walked lost, and hidden… like a shadow that no one saw because it was invisible. Everyone walked from one place to another like any other Friday night... they walked to indifferently that it was hard to look.

Just like breathing and feeling…

The world seemed to laugh at her, of her loneliness, of her inner tears, of her pain… invisible, yet so powerful.

Then everything stopped.

Just because everyone else did…

I raised my head and looked at the red light. Everyone was so close, and their voices stirred something in me. Just like hearing a bunch of radio stations at the same time. There was a happy couple besides me, laughing. The girl had her head thrown back, laughing and showing her opened mouth, her perfect teeth. The boy was holding her waist, as if to prevent her from falling… he had a sincere and contagious smile.

There was a couple in their thirties discussing where to eat, in her other side. The guy preferred Italian food, the woman Chinese, until they settled with Mexican food and the deal was closed with a sweet long glance and an even sweeter smile.

In front of her was another couple, chatting quietly with their hands held lovingly. They seemed to be in their own world… and I knew that if I looked anywhere else I would see even more couples…

Couples. The only lonely one seemed to be her. The world worked with couples… or partners. Anyone who was alone stayed home or was invisible to the couples. She wanted to run, cross the street even with the red light telling her she shouldn't cross. She wanted to challenge that world… and prove it wrong.

The light turned green and everyone walked together like a herd.

I continued walking. The worst part was the hammering in her head. The eco. The conversation held with Inuyasha moments ago, or his monolog I mean.

-I'm sorry, I really am. I didn't think that… But it's better this way, before we complicate it more. Now it's the time right? I mean… Well, you get it.

I asked:

- Why?

And he moved his gaze away saying:

-This things happen. You know, everything… The hormones, the adrenaline, and what do I know. I imagine… it just hit us stronger than normal and because of that…

-You said you loved me.

His eyes sank lower than the Titanic and I insisted:

-Was it a lie?

- No, it wasn't, but…

- You said it.

After a long pause, Inuyasha repeated the same:

- I'm sorry.

He was sorry. Of what? Of telling her he loved her? Of having to spend so many days trying to get her heart, to convince her, to make her love him? To leave her just when she thought they had gone past the first barriers of love? Of dragging her to this mess… one of which she had no idea how to get out of?

Inuyasha, her Inuyasha, the person she had trusted with all her dreams, her hopes, her own life…

Now told her it was all over.

That he was sorry.

And good-bye.

She had never fallen in love before, he was her first. So, this was the first time she was rejected, the hard and incredibly sharp edge of life.

And now, it was cutting her in two.

I felt lost. My steps sounded far away as I searched for a dark street. I wanted to find a lonely street and when I found it I submerged into it, regaining my balance once the sounds stopped. My balance was fragile, only my walking kept me straight. I was scared to stop. Or was it the world that was moving and would let her go? I had no idea where I was, but I feared to return home, alone. Her parent had gone out for the weekend, they wouldn't return until Sunday night. She had convinced them to let her stay, they had no problem. Seventeen years were seventeen years. They trusted her.

And she had lost her trust in the whole world.

I walked by three young guys, they were more a less her age, or maybe a little more. She didn't mean to look at them, it was reflex. The lonely street, the almost silent steps, their young mess… One of them hit the other with the elbow. She was pretty. That, I was aware of. A natural beauty: beautiful lips, big vivid eyes, equilibrated nose, long harmonic hair, nice soft skin, proportioned body, and all that sweetness that was her...

-You're so sweet…

Inuyasha had said that when he first kissed her…

I closed my eyes and felt the time stop for 2 seconds. I was aware my wound opening more and more, that everything was still fresh and the worst had yet to come… And that scared me even more. An hour earlier I was happy. An hour earlier life smiled at me. Suddenly, the past faded and left her with a dark present and an uncertain future to deal with. The fear I felt became panic; the panic, craziness; craziness into anguish.

I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. Something inside of me wouldn't let me.

I leaned on a wall. The pain came heavier, the vertigo too, the buzzing in my ears and the strange dance of when it surrounded her… The world had become unstable. It moved.

And she was breaking. Yeah, that was the word: break. She noticed it in her chest.

I could hear the creaking, feel the scars that became bigger, notice how the walls broke and the muscles of her heart.

She reached a hand to her chest.

She couldn't breath.

- This… can't …. be… possible…. – I somehow managed to squirm.

…But it was possible. It wasn't just a feeling. She could actually feel how her heart was breaking.

Really.

There was no one on the street. No one to help her. The night became like a mantle. My hand closed into a fist as the pain increased and took over any feeling until reaching her brain.

My eyes became foggy.

…And I felt stupid.

I didn't want to die, even after what happened. I wanted to live.

…And her heart was breaking.

Because of love.

Because of rejection.

Then I heard this distant thunder, a "crack" coming from inside her.

The last she had conscience of was how she melted into darkness; a deep black spongy, bland darkness… that felt like moving sand that took over her completely.

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Author's note: Well, that's it for chapter one and I'm starting chapter two... I hope you all liked the chapter! Oh and don't bite my head of because it was a short chapter! I was planning on making it short! I'll have the next chapter out in 2 weeks more a less... I have finals so be patient, onegai.

Feel free to review and flame if you must. I never really cared for that kind of stuff, so go ahead. Although, I would appreciate it if you gave me constructive criticism instead of just saying it sucks, ne?

Ja ne,

Bloodcherry