Trying To Reach You

Summary: Inuyasha's thoughts after Kagome has left once the Jewel is restored

Last night I dreamt I held you with me,
Close enough to feel you breathe,
when I awoke I lay here empty,
Caught between the want and need,

He woke from the dream he dreamt of her, the dream was as real as the day she left. He looked around from the tree he was in; he seemed to be closer to the well ever day.

Now in the darkness I am only,
Thoughtful hopes and pieces mind,
these dreams are all I've ever wanted,
Found behind the closing eyes,

Her face, was still planted in his mind, the expression she had when she faded, it stilled, tears ran down her face, but she still manage a smile, it wasn't a happy one, it was one of those cover up smile… maybe she didn't want to leave.

How long we've been trying to reach you,
we all fall down like this sometimes,
trying to reach you,
I'm trying,

He remembered that day well, Shippo cried for the first time ever he called her mother, he was waiting on that. Sango cried as well, now not only had she lost her brother, she too had lost her best female friend. But she has a shoulder to cry on, she still has Miroku.

Last night I dreamt I had you with me,
Closer still to see you leave,
When I awoke the fear of lonely,
Gripped my heart in conscious sleep,

Dreams were something he had more often then less, because in them, she was there, smiling that smile she left with, all the tears dried

Now in the darkness I lay empty,
Hollow beaten like a drum,
Sill water cages I am hoping,
In these dreams to me you'll come,

He looked up to the sky as one star went shooting across it; he remembered how she used to wish on them, at that time, he thought it strange. But now, it was something he did hoping the falling stars would bring her back.

How long we've been trying to reach you,
we all fall down like this sometimes,
trying to reach you,
I'm trying,

How long has it been now? It has been more then a couple of months… maybe a year as gone by, the days merged together. He wondered if she was happy, in her own era, being able to live the life she had before she fell down the well,

These fields alive with fire and ashes,
inside these fields we'll find oceans of ashes,
when all your dreams have died,
I don't want to die,

Maybe she looks up to the sky and sees all the battles we were in… how much she cried when she deemed him to hurt, it's laughable then, but now? It's not; it's not even funny anymore, because she'll never be able to do it again. In the end the dream dies, and the truth comes back like the wind.

Just keeping holding my hand,
Because I'm trying to reach you,
I'm never letting you go,
Because I'm dying to keep you,

I'm trying...

Why can't you come back to me? Was it something that I did? Did I anger you again? Make you cry? You cried when you were leaving, were they because you were leaving, or because you wanted to stay? In the dreams you hold my hand like you did once after you asked if you could stay…. But that smile, the one covering the feeling you where actually feeling, the one with tears going down your face, that will stay in my mind forever.

I'm walking through your fields,
Of broken flowers,
They fall upon my face like tears for hours,
If all we are we are,
If all we are we are,
To wake and call your name,
In the tiny hours,

You made me cry that time, when I thought you were dead, I didn't want to loose you, I can't bear it, but even now I know you are alive, it's like that flower you gave me before the battle. I can see you sometimes where you were before, looking at everything in amassment, like you never saw the grass so green, the air that filled with birds, or the dangers. But now like that flower many things are broken.


We all fall down...