An InuYasha alternate fanwork by Wolfye Productions.
All InuYasha characters are © Rumiko Takahashi, Viz Communications, Inc., Shonen Sunday, Sunrise and Nihon TV. Characters are used without the express prior permission of the aforementioned. Story concept, other characters and original situations are © Wolfye Productions; this fanfic is written for entertainment purposes only.
"Leave now!"
InuYasha screamed his final plea into her ear, shoving her forcefully back towards the well. Behind him, she could see the tremendous ball of miasma explode from Naraku's torn body and head straight for where they all stood their ground.
"No!" she screamed back, trying to shake his vice-like grip from her arm. She didn't want to leave, not now, not ever. She was a part of this fight, and they were winning!
InuYasha grasped her hand with his, pulling her to him as he whispered in her ear, "I will find you again. I promise."
Taking advantage of her shocked composure, he pushed her one last time, her leg catching on the lip of the well and sending her over and into the well's depths. As she fell, she saw the miasma as it rocketed past the opening of the well, missing her by mere seconds. The noise of the explosions were so great, she covered her ears and screamed.
"INUYASHA!"
Kagome awoke from the nightmare, her breath heavy, her forehead wet with perspiration.
That was the last she saw of him, when he had sent her back to her world for the last time. When she had tried to go back, she couldn't. She had tried over and over again, but the well had ceased to work. The only explanation she could think of was that Naraku's final explosion had destroyed the Bone eater's well for good.
Her head turned to look at her desk. Perched on a small stand was the nearly complete Shikon jewel, its pinkish exterior glowing in the pale moonlight. InuYasha had sent her back with the jewel. He would never be able to make his wish now.
- I will find you again. I promise. -
Yes, he had promised, but what if he had died in that final battle with Naraku? She couldn't bear to think about it, yet it had haunted her dreams day and night for the past year. He had not come for her yet, and now she wondered if he ever would.
Her weary eyes closed of their own will, perhaps wishing her not to think about him again. They must be tired from crying so much, she thought as she fell into another fitful sleep.
A/N:
So I've decided to try this fic again. It's been many months since I had started it, but I do intend to finish it, and my muse has finally come back since I no longer work at a tedious 9-to-5 job. I've also decided to catch up with the rest of the fanfic world and re-edit my fics into HTML (gosh I feel like a dinosaur).
Thank you to those who reviewed my story in its beginning; it's great to know my reinvention of Hojo is appreciated. (0.o) And now, to quote Monty Python - "Let's get on with it!"