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A/N: Hello there everyone. This is Futatsu no Kodou! Um, this is my first fic, so be nice ok? Flaming is not appreciated. Constructive criticism is. Reviews would be appreciated as well so that I can improve my writing. I'll tell you a little about myself before you get to the stuff you came here for, ok?
I'm in High School, a freshman to be exact. I've been into manga and anime for about two years now. I first came in with YuYu Hakusho, but InuYasha quickly followed, along with Rurouni Kenshin. I got into manga shortly after with my friend Rebecca. I love Yu Watase's Fushigi Yugi and Ceres, along with Clamp's Cardcaptor Sakura. I won't tell you the rest, tis a long list. But anyway, meet my Beta Reader, one of my best friends, Lunar Kitty! *LK waves* Make sure to check out her fanfic's, I'll guarantee you'll love them! But, well, just read the story ok? And if you don't like it, tell me how to make it better! I will warn you, I will be using Japanese words in this story.
Blast from the Past
Chapter 1-Naraku's Battle
"IT'S OVER NARAKU!" Came InuYasha's triumphant yell. The evil demon before them was wounded badly, after the climactic final battle. Naraku watched as the blood poured from his very heart, clutching his chest. All his embodiments lay long dead. Kagura was impaled by Kagome's sacred arrow, whilst Kanna had been felled by Miroku's sutra spell and Sango's Hiraikotsu. Naraku snarled through his teeth, wavering slightly as the blood welled up behind his hand.
"It'll never be over InuYasha! I'll hunt you down if it's the last thing I do! I'll come back and cause you pain before I kill you, you hanyou bastard!" The demon vowed, rising shakily to his feet. He had already wounded the inu hanyou, but nothing could stand against InuYasha, fury unleashed as it was. His silver hair was stained with his own blood from an abdominal wound and several slashes marring his body, and his claws were covered in crimson stains. His amber eyes blazed with an internal fire, unquenchable and unstoppable. Kagome was dead. . .
The Bakuryuuha was upon his enemy in an instant, shredding Naraku, their long standing enemy, to pieces with an ear piercing screech. It was over. They had been fighting that evil demon for four years, and it was finally over. Four years of searching for the elusive Shikon no Kakera. Four years of training to kill Naraku. And now, it was done. InuYasha heaved in his breath, turning around and staggered over to the others, small drops of blood falling to the ground with every step he took. He was injured badly, but he would live. Not a single one of them had come out of the battle unscathed. Miroku's shoulder was slashed and dislocated, Sango cut across her stomach, blood trickling down her forehead as well. Both of them would live as well. But Kagome was dead.
As InuYasha went to Kagome, his half-brother watched the small group through eyes that shared the same tint as the hanyou's. Sessho-Maru looked down at Rin, who held tightly to his hand, biting her bottom lip. She'd become quite fond of Kagome in the brief time she'd known her, when InuYasha and Sessho-Maru had agreed to team up to beat Naraku.
"He really does love her, doesn't he Sessho-Maru-sama?" The girl asked. She had grown since her 'death' at the hands of the wolves. Four years did a lot for one. The youkai lord looked as his little brother struggled to hold in his tears. He looked down at Rin once more, picking her up, and beginning to walk away from the scene, a sad look on his normally emotionless face.
"Yes Rin. Yes he does. It will be alright." The girl sobbed into the youkai's kimono, comforted slightly by her Sessho-Maru's words and the awkward pats on her back as they strode from the battle sight.
InuYasha looked down at her, at Kagome, oblivious to his brother's show of emotion. Her head was cradled in Kirara's blood stained pelt. She was so beautiful, her black hair framing her pale face, eyes closed in serenity. Miroku's touch was apparent in her hands crossed over her chest in a gentle look of repose. Her only apparent wound was the small hole leaking blood in her side, into which Naraku had inserted a source of pure miasma, the poison he produced. This was the end of it all. After all the times of getting up his courage to speak to her, he'd never even had time to tell her how much he loved her.
She had died thinking he loved Kikyo, and for that he could never forgive himself. He had smelled her tears almost every night, smelled her fear and sadness, yet he could never bring himself to go to her. He had let go of the dead miko long ago. Even if she remained in this world after Naraku's death, she was merely a sham of her former self, driven only by hate and anger for her former love. She had died thinking he thought of her as a replacement, only Kikyo's reincarnation. He mentally cursed himself, bending over her body, the tears falling of their own accord and splattering upon the blood drenched earth, burning his gentled eyes. She had been the one to melt his heart, to steal away the coldness in his eyes, to melt his frosty soul. And she was dead. He still couldn't come to terms with it. Not now, and not ever.
"InuYasha, is that you?" Came a soft, whispy voice. The astonished hanyou looked down. Kagome's liquid brown eyes were open, full of pain, and clouded, blurring her vision. In her right hand, she clutched the Shikon Jewel. Of it's own accord, the shards possessed by Naraku glittered, levitating and joining in a small flash to those Kagome possessed, forming the whole of the Shikon no Tama, which glittered white pink, purified by Kagome's rapidly fading miko spirit.
"Kagome! You're alive!" He said, voice hoarse, eyed red from his abrupt tears. She smiled wanly as she tried and failed to lift a hand and lay it on InuYasha's cheek. Sango and Miroku, who had been weeping themselves, turned astonished eyes to the young woman.
"Lady Kagome! You're alive! Praised be Buddha!" Miroku said happily. Sango's voice was choked with emotion, her words unintelligible as she continued to sob. Even Kirara was purring. But Kagome coughed up blood as she tried to speak, silencing everyone's sudden happiness. It was as worse as they had first thought. InuYasha clutched her rapidly cooling hands, the jewel between them. He didn't want her to leave, not now.
"InuYasha, make a wish." She said softly. The hanyou before her, that she had loved for so long, bit back a sob. She was still dying. He brought her body to him with his clawed, blood stained hands, supporting her on his red haori clad chest.
"Kagome. . ." She was still smiling, yet her eyes began to cloud, her body cooling and becoming rigid as death began to steal her away from him.
"Kagome! Kagome! Come back! I love you! Don't leave me!" InuYasha wailed, his voice resembling a dog's frightened whimper. She still clutched the Shikon no Tama, and as InuYasha finally admitted his love for the young miko, the jewel they had quested so long for began to gleam.
A brilliant flash of white light enveloped them all, forcing them to close their eyes, until when they opened them, they were in a peaceful, calming place, resembling the fake limbo between life and death InuYasha had been trapped in by the un-mother, so long ago. Lotus blossoms floated serenely upon the clear lake surface, in which small koi danced about. Sakura blossoms fell all around them, floating in whirling patterns that coated the dog demons silver hair and clothes.
Standing before them was a graceful figure, clad in ancient armor. Her lustrous black hair hung to her waist, and she had a calm and soothing face. A sword hung at her hip, well used by the look of it. By the virtue of being in Kagome's possession, the woman had finally defeated the demons that had plagued her for centuries. She smiled gently at them. It was Midoriko.
"InuYasha, you have collected all of the Shikon no Kakera, and the Shikon no Tama is whole once more. What are you going to do? Will you become the full demon you wanted to be?" Her voice was steady and collected, as she stood there in stoicism. Her eyes were a soft brown, and as they looked down on InuYasha, Kagome, Sango, and Miroku something akin to love and pity reached them. They were all so young, and yet, had lived through so much hardship and strife, as she had in her mortal life.
InuYasha silently looked down at Kagome's still body, choking back a cry and fighting to keep his voice steady, as he began to voice his wish. . .
A/N: Lordie, are you hooked?! Probably not, after all, this is my first fanfiction. But, well, you'll have to wait until the next chapter to find out what he wished for!! Mwuahahahaha! *Is listening to the first Inu movie theme* Well, drop by the reviews page and tell me how to make this better. I'm improving the story constantly, so things will change slightly over time. I'm also experimenting with HTML and stuff, like how come it won't let me put in the periods, like when a person trails off when their speaking? If anyone knows how to fix that, please put it in a review! Future warning, if I diss my own stuff, don't be alarmed, I do it all the time. It's my 'I'm depressed' mode. *Lunar Kitty sighs and nods* But anyway, next chapter, Ryou's Monster!
A/N: Hello there everyone. This is Futatsu no Kodou! Um, this is my first fic, so be nice ok? Flaming is not appreciated. Constructive criticism is. Reviews would be appreciated as well so that I can improve my writing. I'll tell you a little about myself before you get to the stuff you came here for, ok?
I'm in High School, a freshman to be exact. I've been into manga and anime for about two years now. I first came in with YuYu Hakusho, but InuYasha quickly followed, along with Rurouni Kenshin. I got into manga shortly after with my friend Rebecca. I love Yu Watase's Fushigi Yugi and Ceres, along with Clamp's Cardcaptor Sakura. I won't tell you the rest, tis a long list. But anyway, meet my Beta Reader, one of my best friends, Lunar Kitty! *LK waves* Make sure to check out her fanfic's, I'll guarantee you'll love them! But, well, just read the story ok? And if you don't like it, tell me how to make it better! I will warn you, I will be using Japanese words in this story.
Blast from the Past
Chapter 1-Naraku's Battle
"IT'S OVER NARAKU!" Came InuYasha's triumphant yell. The evil demon before them was wounded badly, after the climactic final battle. Naraku watched as the blood poured from his very heart, clutching his chest. All his embodiments lay long dead. Kagura was impaled by Kagome's sacred arrow, whilst Kanna had been felled by Miroku's sutra spell and Sango's Hiraikotsu. Naraku snarled through his teeth, wavering slightly as the blood welled up behind his hand.
"It'll never be over InuYasha! I'll hunt you down if it's the last thing I do! I'll come back and cause you pain before I kill you, you hanyou bastard!" The demon vowed, rising shakily to his feet. He had already wounded the inu hanyou, but nothing could stand against InuYasha, fury unleashed as it was. His silver hair was stained with his own blood from an abdominal wound and several slashes marring his body, and his claws were covered in crimson stains. His amber eyes blazed with an internal fire, unquenchable and unstoppable. Kagome was dead. . .
The Bakuryuuha was upon his enemy in an instant, shredding Naraku, their long standing enemy, to pieces with an ear piercing screech. It was over. They had been fighting that evil demon for four years, and it was finally over. Four years of searching for the elusive Shikon no Kakera. Four years of training to kill Naraku. And now, it was done. InuYasha heaved in his breath, turning around and staggered over to the others, small drops of blood falling to the ground with every step he took. He was injured badly, but he would live. Not a single one of them had come out of the battle unscathed. Miroku's shoulder was slashed and dislocated, Sango cut across her stomach, blood trickling down her forehead as well. Both of them would live as well. But Kagome was dead.
As InuYasha went to Kagome, his half-brother watched the small group through eyes that shared the same tint as the hanyou's. Sessho-Maru looked down at Rin, who held tightly to his hand, biting her bottom lip. She'd become quite fond of Kagome in the brief time she'd known her, when InuYasha and Sessho-Maru had agreed to team up to beat Naraku.
"He really does love her, doesn't he Sessho-Maru-sama?" The girl asked. She had grown since her 'death' at the hands of the wolves. Four years did a lot for one. The youkai lord looked as his little brother struggled to hold in his tears. He looked down at Rin once more, picking her up, and beginning to walk away from the scene, a sad look on his normally emotionless face.
"Yes Rin. Yes he does. It will be alright." The girl sobbed into the youkai's kimono, comforted slightly by her Sessho-Maru's words and the awkward pats on her back as they strode from the battle sight.
InuYasha looked down at her, at Kagome, oblivious to his brother's show of emotion. Her head was cradled in Kirara's blood stained pelt. She was so beautiful, her black hair framing her pale face, eyes closed in serenity. Miroku's touch was apparent in her hands crossed over her chest in a gentle look of repose. Her only apparent wound was the small hole leaking blood in her side, into which Naraku had inserted a source of pure miasma, the poison he produced. This was the end of it all. After all the times of getting up his courage to speak to her, he'd never even had time to tell her how much he loved her.
She had died thinking he loved Kikyo, and for that he could never forgive himself. He had smelled her tears almost every night, smelled her fear and sadness, yet he could never bring himself to go to her. He had let go of the dead miko long ago. Even if she remained in this world after Naraku's death, she was merely a sham of her former self, driven only by hate and anger for her former love. She had died thinking he thought of her as a replacement, only Kikyo's reincarnation. He mentally cursed himself, bending over her body, the tears falling of their own accord and splattering upon the blood drenched earth, burning his gentled eyes. She had been the one to melt his heart, to steal away the coldness in his eyes, to melt his frosty soul. And she was dead. He still couldn't come to terms with it. Not now, and not ever.
"InuYasha, is that you?" Came a soft, whispy voice. The astonished hanyou looked down. Kagome's liquid brown eyes were open, full of pain, and clouded, blurring her vision. In her right hand, she clutched the Shikon Jewel. Of it's own accord, the shards possessed by Naraku glittered, levitating and joining in a small flash to those Kagome possessed, forming the whole of the Shikon no Tama, which glittered white pink, purified by Kagome's rapidly fading miko spirit.
"Kagome! You're alive!" He said, voice hoarse, eyed red from his abrupt tears. She smiled wanly as she tried and failed to lift a hand and lay it on InuYasha's cheek. Sango and Miroku, who had been weeping themselves, turned astonished eyes to the young woman.
"Lady Kagome! You're alive! Praised be Buddha!" Miroku said happily. Sango's voice was choked with emotion, her words unintelligible as she continued to sob. Even Kirara was purring. But Kagome coughed up blood as she tried to speak, silencing everyone's sudden happiness. It was as worse as they had first thought. InuYasha clutched her rapidly cooling hands, the jewel between them. He didn't want her to leave, not now.
"InuYasha, make a wish." She said softly. The hanyou before her, that she had loved for so long, bit back a sob. She was still dying. He brought her body to him with his clawed, blood stained hands, supporting her on his red haori clad chest.
"Kagome. . ." She was still smiling, yet her eyes began to cloud, her body cooling and becoming rigid as death began to steal her away from him.
"Kagome! Kagome! Come back! I love you! Don't leave me!" InuYasha wailed, his voice resembling a dog's frightened whimper. She still clutched the Shikon no Tama, and as InuYasha finally admitted his love for the young miko, the jewel they had quested so long for began to gleam.
A brilliant flash of white light enveloped them all, forcing them to close their eyes, until when they opened them, they were in a peaceful, calming place, resembling the fake limbo between life and death InuYasha had been trapped in by the un-mother, so long ago. Lotus blossoms floated serenely upon the clear lake surface, in which small koi danced about. Sakura blossoms fell all around them, floating in whirling patterns that coated the dog demons silver hair and clothes.
Standing before them was a graceful figure, clad in ancient armor. Her lustrous black hair hung to her waist, and she had a calm and soothing face. A sword hung at her hip, well used by the look of it. By the virtue of being in Kagome's possession, the woman had finally defeated the demons that had plagued her for centuries. She smiled gently at them. It was Midoriko.
"InuYasha, you have collected all of the Shikon no Kakera, and the Shikon no Tama is whole once more. What are you going to do? Will you become the full demon you wanted to be?" Her voice was steady and collected, as she stood there in stoicism. Her eyes were a soft brown, and as they looked down on InuYasha, Kagome, Sango, and Miroku something akin to love and pity reached them. They were all so young, and yet, had lived through so much hardship and strife, as she had in her mortal life.
InuYasha silently looked down at Kagome's still body, choking back a cry and fighting to keep his voice steady, as he began to voice his wish. . .
A/N: Lordie, are you hooked?! Probably not, after all, this is my first fanfiction. But, well, you'll have to wait until the next chapter to find out what he wished for!! Mwuahahahaha! *Is listening to the first Inu movie theme* Well, drop by the reviews page and tell me how to make this better. I'm improving the story constantly, so things will change slightly over time. I'm also experimenting with HTML and stuff, like how come it won't let me put in the periods, like when a person trails off when their speaking? If anyone knows how to fix that, please put it in a review! Future warning, if I diss my own stuff, don't be alarmed, I do it all the time. It's my 'I'm depressed' mode. *Lunar Kitty sighs and nods* But anyway, next chapter, Ryou's Monster!