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"And tell me, what of the girl?"

"Who, Kagome? She doesn't mean anything to me, she's worthless, and it's you I love. I'll always love you Kikyo."

Dark brown eyes met ice blue ones and a smirk cracked across the face of the dead woman. The girl let out a quiet gasp, stifled by her hand as tears pricked her eyes and her stomach curled in knots.

'This can't be happening, please Kami, tell me this isn't real!'

But it was, and the young girl saw it was when Kikyo reached up and pulled her lover down into a deep kiss that led into more, much more.

Tears cascaded down the face of the 15 year old girl as she trudged through the forest, heading back towards the hut she called her second home.

"…But what about Kikyo?"

"Kikyo doesn't mean anything to me anymore and it's you I love. I'll always love you Kagome."

He had said the same things to her about 3 months ago. She had believed him, and it hurt so much. She always believed him.

"Who, Kagome? She doesn't mean anything to me, she's worthless, and it's you I love. I'll always love you Kikyo."

"Kagome doesn't mean anything to me, she's worthless, and it's you I love. I'll always love you Kikyo."

"Kagome doesn't mean anything to me, she is worthless, and I'll always love Kikyo."

"No, no, no!" She cried. "He promised me, he promised he'd be there. That he'd stop going back to her! He promised that he loved me… He lied."

The words screamed at her, they chanted and tormented her until her stomach was in a knot and her heart was on fire.

Tears fell rapidly down her chin, mixing with the rain and mud underneath her knees on the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts so much."

The pain seemed to consume her whole body, she felt like she was dying on the inside, as if her body was tearing itself apart.

She leaned back against a tree and struggled to find her feet. She used the trees as support as she slowly made her way to Lady Kaede's hut.

Sango looked up and found the ice blue eyes she was scared had gotten lost or injured, but as her eyes scanned her sister's body, she became even more worried than before.

Her knees were scraped and her legs caked in mud, her precious green and white school uniform tattered and ripped, small scrapes littered her arms and legs, the rain had plastered her hair to her face and she was shaking, but the thing that Sango noticed most was that… she was crying.

"Kagome? Kagome what's wrong?" She asked frantically shooting up out of her seat on the floor and waking up Shippo and Miroku in the process.

Kagome only half heard her friends' worried questioning as she leaned against the wall of the hut babbling incoherently about 'how much it hurt'

She heard him before she saw him, his raspy voice that used to make her knees buckle, but now it only set her heart on fire more.

"Kagome?"

Without a word she grabbed her bag and vial of shards and broke into a run out of the hut and into the rain once more

"Kagome!"

The sound of her name fell on deaf ears as her feet pounded, she didn't know how she out ran him and to be honest, she didn't care.

She dived into the well and felt the familiar feeling of floating before she finally landed on her knees at the bottom.

Looking up at the shrine ceiling, she felt exhausted and weak, she let herself succumb to the land of dreams that were calling her name.

Kagome's Dream

The room she was in was white, all white. No doors, no windows, and she could hardly tell if it had walls. "Hello?" A flash appeared before her eyes, she lifted her arms up to shield her eyes until it died down.

A figure appeared in front of her and slowly formed into a person. Or at least she thought it was a person...

"Hello Kagome" the figure, a girl, smiled warmly at her, flashing a set of pearly white fangs. Kagome gasped and stepped back.

The girl frowned, "There's no reason to fear, I'm a friend." She seemed rather offended that Kagome had backed away from her; didn't she realize how long it took her to get here?

Kagome looked at the female, she was young, she couldn't be any older than seventeen, and she was beautiful. She was slightly tanner than Kagome was and had onyx colored knee length hair that had strips of an icy white, held up by a slightly thick silver band, which Kagome could only assume was a crown.

Her eyes, much like her onyx hair, were an almost eerie black and looked somewhat haunted. She had two markings on her face, one on each cheek that started black at the tips and faded into a silvery color, and under her left eye was a black star, outlined with a thin, almost invisible line of a silvery-white color, and what looked to be silver streaks tearing through it.

Her eyelids had the same color; they started off black and turned into silver around the outer tips of her eyes, well what she could see of her eyes. Her black and white striped bang fell in front of half of her right eye and ended below her delicate chin. Her claws were long and resembled glass, but they too were a deep black.

Her wrists were covered with a silver band that led up to her forearm and had engraved markings on them. 'Looks like an old language.' "It is," came the woman's reply, even though she hadn't asked the question.

Kagome's eyes widened. 'She heard that?!' The woman chuckled with amusement blazing in her eyes. "Yes, I did."

"Who are you?"

Kagome eyed the woman cautiously. "That matters not Kagome, all that matter is that I am here to help you."