This will probably never be finished. I'm starting this on a whim because I can't find the kind of fanfic I want to read. So please, if you like this set-up, go ahead steal it from me and finish it. (but please ask me first) I'm not that good of a writer so take it as a writing challenge. Anyway, first chapter. Wuvuls!

Edtit: Hey-oh there. Well, I was remembering the good ol' days of Inuyasha and middle school, so I came back and started to reread this here story. Well, after being discussed by my lack of description, I decided to rewrite it, changing my meager 1,067 wordcount up to a womping 2,772. First chapter finished! Now on to the second!

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, ext.

New life Ch. 1

What dreams may come

It ended with silence. The loud clamed, the tension snapped, like a branch underfoot, and the silence fell. It was final.

"He he he…" The sound was weak, almost making him choke as he forced the sound of coarse, dry laughter through his parched throat. Inuyasha lifted a leg forward, dragging the other behind him, limping toward the falling body of Naraku. The beaten body descended from its height in the sky with an ominous sort of grace. There was no more life left in the corpse as it continued its freefall, tumbling over itself. It bound no soul to this world. Tripping, the hanyu fell to the ground, barely catching himself. His body shook as he was sent into a coughing fit, crimson flying from his mouth. Inuyasha already knew of his severe internal injuries. He didn't need to spit up blood to tell him that. The pain was plenty to get his attention.

Wiping his mouth, and using the transformed Tessaiga as a crutch, he lifted himself into a kneeling position, struggling to keep from falling unconscious. His blurry eyes caught the light as they reflected off of something glimmering in the air. He blinked. Holding out his hand, the full orb fell into his palm. The jewel glowed softly, giving off small warmth in his grasp. Finally, it was over. His body sagged with relief, almost causing him to lose his grip on Tessaiga.

But it couldn't end. Not yet.

Inuyasha allowed himself a moment of preparation, breathing heavily before attempting to stand. Useless legs soon sent him falling flat to the ground with an agonizing crunch on impact. He grimiest into the dirt at the new pain but did not lay there long. Struggling to his hands and knees, the persistent half demon dragged himself forward. He needed to get there, next to her. He wasn't going to let it end here, mere feet from her.

With one final strained pull, Inuyasha was next to the unconscious body of the young miko. Reaching out a hand, he shook the girl, feebly whispering as her eyes half opened. "Look Kagome, we finally got the jewel." His words were slurred and somehow out of character. He fumbled to put his hand in hers.

The priestess was battered more then she had ever been before. Cuts covered her arms, neck, face, and legs. Every inch of her was bruised, and at first she moaned in annoyance as consciousness brought back the constant throb of pain. She longed for her dark world without it, longed to fall back into blissful slumber. Her injuries weakened her to a point where most would sleep forever. But this stood nothing next to Inuyasha.

As Kogome forced her eyes to stay open and rolled her head to the side, she began to see the scope of his injuries. Jolting to more of a sitting position, her wide eyes travel over his crushed body, each injury reverberating in her mind, cringing at each new wound. His most harsh injuries hit her like physical blows. The hanyu's left arm was shattered and bleeding, scars and claw marks tattooed his whole body, and a bloody, gaping hole was through his stomach. His right leg was pale and shaped oddly. A soft, breathless gasp left her mouth. Fractured in three different places. Bile rose in her throat.

Trembling followed by a cough brought her crashing back into the confines of time as she watched as he hunched over in his pain. "Inu...Inuyasha!" Kagome was finally able to speak. Where she was and what was happening staring to slowly come together in her head, the pieces still unwilling to fit together, her mind blurry, distracted by her throbbing body.

Inuyasha's eyes had a glazed look to them, as if they were made of glass. For a moment he was suddenly still. His eyes focused, finding her gaze and meeting it before falling ageist her. Before Kagome was able to attempt to hold him up, his tattered body slipped to the ground, his hand sliding out of hers, revealing the completed Shika-No-Tama left glowing in her palm. The stone was forgoten by the priestess. It didn't even faintly matter.

"Inuyasha!" she yelled again, moving into a more erect sitting position. She leaned over him, her hands afraid to touch his aching skin, but wishing so much to comfort him from the pain. His eyes were back to their marble like state. A beautiful golden cats-eye. The side of Inuyasha's lip twitched as he made a frail attempt to smile. "Now we can finish our dreams…"

Kagome was frozen on the spot. His voice sounded so weak. A fresh wave of concern surged through her, bright and frightening. He didn't sound like Inuyasha. Not the stubborn, hard-shelled softy she had known. Where was his cocky attitude? Where was his undeletable self-confidence? Her teeth set firmly behind her lips. She had been the cause of this. Somehow, she should have been able to prevent such injury and pain on him. He could barely stay awake-

Right then it clicked. The idea, the one she had pushed so far out of her reality became a possibility. At the same time with startling accuracy and intensity, Inuyasha was able to focus in again, locking gazes once again with her. She had never seen his eyes this lit up before. Like she was looking in at a bright light, and that that vibrancy was somehow Inuyasha himself. One moment of understanding, one second of total and utter clarity, free of any misunderstanding or inaccurate conceptions- and then her world fell apart.

Inuyasha's eyes closed and his body went limp, his head lolling to one side.

And then another dragging second of incomprehension. How could such enlightenment be followed by such staggering turmoil? A haze suddenly fogged her thought and a buzzing started in her ears. Then cold reality.

"Inuyasha? Inuyasha?!" It seemed like his name was the only word that could fall from her lips. The only thing close to a thought that was running through her head was in reality more of an instinct. Save him, save him, save him. Kagome Attempted to roll him on his back, struggling with his weight. One hand wrapped to cradle his head while the other attempted to lift his shoulder. A gasp left her mouth as a searching hand revealed a saturated part of his head. Kagome carefully turned his head to find a wound she had not noticed, hidden on the other side of his head. A huge streak of amber colored his silver hair. The source was a deep wound behind his right ear.

Too deep.

He wouldn't recover from a wound like that.

She couldn't save him.

Kagome's world stopped. She wanted to scream, to make him wake up. She wanted to wale, to grieve, to throw herself onto him. But most of all, she wanted to save him.

But she couldn't.

An eon past Kagome in a second. Time flowed without it's normal lucidly. Reality wasn't veracity. There was no such thing as a world without him. Her mind just blanked. White, emptiness, void, nothing. Of course her world couldn't function without him. Her mind was unable to wrap itself around such an impossible thought. So it just stopped. Like someone pressed the pause button on the planet. And yet, as her earth ceased to spin, time passed. Her lifetime of nothing was truly only seconds.

Time slowly grinded away at her timelessness, forcing feeling back into her. Her heart was still beating, blood pounding through her veins. Her lungs were still taking in air and releasing it, causing a moment's fog in the cool air. Her eyes even blinked. These realities came slowly back to her. Then a new awareness came to her. Warmth. It was pulsing in her right hand. With a small jerk, Kagome's head slowly turned toward the sensation. Then slowly, Kagome looked down at her clasped fist, held so tightly her knuckles were white as chalk. Kagome's brow furrowed in concentration as she tried to remember how to open her hand; the simple task taking all of her focus. Her fingers curled back revealing a simple bead. Bigger then a marble, the weight of the shaped stone felt comfortable in her hand. This was the Shika-No-Tama.

This was the object that Inuyasha had carelessly thrown his life away for.

A sudden anger came over her. Tears of fury, hot and salty, began to streak down her face, stunned shock turned into blinding anger.

"So this is how it goes, huh? You finally get the jewel and you DIE!? What a pathetic WAIST! You IDIOT! BAKA!" Kagome was rambling now, incoherent, the fury of suppressed feeling finally exploding. "If this is how stupid you are I'm glad you're gone!" Kagome's sobbing hardened to a deep cry of sadness. Her voice softened as she stared at the jewel. The useless, stupid, worthless jewel…nothing, nothing was worth this…

"It was all supposed to come true…all our dreams." Her mumbling continued, confusion underlying her words. "Sango would get her brother back, Miroku wound get rid of his wind tunnel, Shippo would find a good home…" Kagome's didn't know what to feel. Feeling was something that wasn't supposed to be able to happen in a world that had ended.

She stared at Inuyasha's body. "You ruined that." Her voice was no more of a whisper, to thin to be swept up by the wind.

Kagome shook her head in confusion. What now? She shook her head more vigorously, trying to clear her head, trying to rid herself of feeling. She wasn't supposed to be able to feel this pain. This wasn't right, this wasn't fair! Something was…missing. There was something she was…forgetting? What was it? Her dream? Her dream was nothing. It couldn't happen. He had ruined that already. No dream, no life of hers could coexist now. Then she was forgetting…his?

Kagome looked up "It's yours" she said out loud. "Your dream." The miko looked back at him with a frightened expression. His dream. She could grant it. Kagome's arms wrapped protectively around herself as she shivered, suddenly cold. "But…I don't want to…"

Kagome shut her eyes tightly. No, no, no! She shook her head slowly back and forth. It was his dream. It was the only way that he could possibly…

Kagome quickly blinked away her tears. She would do everything in her power to save him. Kagome looked back up at Inuyasha, her eyes intensely searching his expression; so peaceful, so lifeless. Her voice was soft as she called the name of a soul no longer bound to mortality.

"Inuyasha…"

This is for your dream.

She held the jewel in both hands, positioning it with her fingers in the shape of a triangle. Closing her eyes she prayed. Words fell from her lips silently as she recited words never learned. Gods of this world and the next, with the power of the sacred jewel of four souls, make my wish his own. Make Inuyasha a full demon. Finish what blood has already begun and let him be transformed.

A moment passed. Her closed eyes opened and her dead world held its breath. The wind stopped in an abrupt, unnatural fashion. Shivers trembled across her and the hair on the back of her neck prickled as the air became freezing cold. Kagome watched with startled eyes as the jewel seemed to disintegrate into powder. Wind that no longer flowed blew the dust onto the former hanyu's corpse.

A moment of complete silence followed. It was with Silence that it had ended, and here, it was with silence that it now began. An explosion tossed Kagome ten feet away. Struggling to reorient herself, she thought the world was igniting before her eyes, ending in flame, and finally destroying a world that shouldn't exist. But the explosion she felt was not corporeal, it was spiritual. Kagome's gifted vision let her stare in aw as she watched Inuyasha's ora erupt even further into something unimaginatively powerful.

Fear numbed her as she watched the lifeless body of Inuyasha rise from the ground, levitating, the ora still so strong it was ripping the physical air. Colors that had no names, the colors of light, of spiritual energy that few could see, flitted through the air, dancing up and down the arms and legs of the half demon. The expression on the body was of blank surprise, almost matching the emotion on Kagome's face. His eyes brought tears to her eyes as her reflection shown back in them, holding behind them nothing but empty echoes. The body began to spin and the wind intensified so much so that the girl had to turn away and close her eyes, beams of nonexistent light still filtering through her lids. Behind her, she knew, a transformation was taking place.

The revolution stopped the same way it had begun. A sudden moment of silence before the new life-filled body fell to the earth with an anti-climactic thud.

Kagome stared in frightened aw. His body lay still for the moment, fully healed. At this, Kagome's heart leapt for joy. The body lived, the signs of life, a breathing chest, a twitch of his ear. all these things signaling that this body now bore a soul. He was alive. Relief pulsed though her, dulling her pain, but her throat was still frozen. Swallowing once, twice, three times, Kagome attempted to choke out his name, calling to him, wishing, hoping, praying… "Inuya-"

Before she could finish her repetitive call, the body- or, Inuyasha, sat up. He was facing away from her, leavening Kagome to only stare at his back. He looked the same from this perspective. She saw him sit in his normal dog-like position and shake, sending acquired dust from his rough landing into the air. Kagome watched him with growing hopefulness as he scratched behind his ear with his foot before standing.

Maybe I haven't lost him. Levity invited her in. Maybe I was wrong. Please let me be wrong…Her hand began to reach for him as he turned around. Kagome stopped midway through the motion. Her heart jumped.

He didn't look the same. His fangs were much larger, thinner, and a brighter white. Crooked purple streaks sliced across his face and his eyes weren't the same, either. Still a dark gold, for the most part, but were now tinted with red, they captured her attention more then anything else. They weren't as wide or alert looking, either. Not in the same edgy way that they normally were. His claws seemed thinner and longer, much further past his fingertips then they used to be. Physically, he somehow seemed more human, but at the same time, something about him, maybe his still overpowering ora, made him fell more animalistic then ever.

Kagome had once feared Inuyasha. When she first freed him, there was a moment of panic when he chased her, attempting to kill her for the very thing that had now saved his life. The fright then couldn't even compare with panic that now coursed through her. Fear of dyeing was so much less powerful.

Kagome could only sit in silence, body tense as the new Inuyasha walked toward her. Reassurances ran through her head. Her mind fought with instinct trying to calm her. Inuyasha would never hurt us. Don't be judging. Just because he looks different doesn't mean he's not the same person. Her body relaxed despite itself. How rude she was being… Kagome shuffled awkwardly through her head for what to do now. Coming up blank, Kagome prepared to try and smile at him, but her determination died before she could even begin her attempt as he stopped in front of her.

Inuyasha looked down at Kagome with something like a glare except it seemed that he didn't care enough to get truly worked up, the irritation not truly in his eyes. His voice, she found out as he spoke, was his, but at the same time, it was all wrong. The tone of it was something she had never heard before. It was off.

"Miko…" Their eyes locked and Kagome couldn't even open her mouth as he continued his sentence, "...Who are you?"

Kagome's mind blacked out. No thought ran thought ran through her head. She had been pushed to her limit and beyond. Now she had just been tossed out of reality. Her brain didn't know how to process this unfathomable information. So it didn't.

Kagome's eyes rolled back into her head and she fainted into idyllic, thoughtless, exhausted darkness.

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AN- To be continued! Doo-be-doo-be-doo! Xb Yeah yeah, I'll start rewriting the next chapter already…