Inuyasha looks out onto the horizon and remembers days long past; the fall of Naraku, fighting alongside his brother then, the way they seemed to dance so well together, how alone they stood no chance of victory but together it was Naraku who felt the grasp of defeat, the way they embraced after that fight…and he remembers how after their sweet embrace, the way they saw who they held and the way it fell apart; how they broke their embrace and turned their swords on each other. He touches the scar on his face and remembers everything. Remembers how their swords stilled reeked of the stench of Naraku's blood as they ravaged each other's already broken bodies, how no words would consol their rage. Even the calming words of Kagome to him did nothing. He remembers how comrades had fallen, on both sides. The scene is forever etched in his mind; Sango and Miroku dead in each other's arms, Shippo, just a teen at the time, broken by Kagura's wind…he remembers Kagura, who had always fought so hard, and how she so gladly excepted the release of death from Kouga after seeing Naraku fallen. Oh, how her eyes begged for that release after seeing him dead. Kanna had long since fallen at that time. When she had fallen she seemed as she had always been, cold, cold and empty. She did not seem disappointed to have fallen nor had she seemed happy. The thing that he remembered most, though, was their fight. The way none could do anything to stop it. Both Rin and Kagome cried out to them to stop. Kouga tried to interfere but was quickly thrown back. Kagome screamed for him to sit but she had long before that fight removed his necklace. Rin fell to her knees in tears screaming out to Sesshoumaru to stop. Her cries turned from those of sadness to those of fear as their swords tore at each other. She had always looked at Sesshoumaru with such adoration but no longer. Sesshoumaru heard her cries just as Inuyasha heard those of Kagome. Both brothers had tears falling down their faces and their bodies had all but given up. Neither knew why they fought but it didn't matter. All that mattered to them was that the other was beaten. They had long since forgotten the fight that led to such hate, they called it differences of blood but both knew it was more than that; both remembered a time when they were as brothers with one another and neither remembered when nor why that had ended, in truth, neither cared. Perhaps it had mattered at one time but then all that mattered was that the other was dead. Tears fell from their eyes at the sound of the cries of those they loved and at the ravaging they inflicted on one another. Why, why had they cared what happened to the other? They didn't even care about their own pain. Sesshoumaru brought his sword up and it tore through Inuyasha's face. Inuyasha had barely had time to save his eye from the strike. Then swords clashed again and shattered. The shards flew every which way and finally one reached a mark. Its mark had been one of innocence, one that let out a cry that pierced through the flames of anger and led to tears of sadness. All had heard the cry and in an instant the battlefield silenced. The silence was deafening and more so was the cry of anguish that escaped from the mouth of the wrenched over Sesshoumaru. Tears flew unabated from Sesshoumaru's eyes as his eyes closed in on the fallen Rin. He ran over to her and grasped her in his arms. "Please, please my Rin, rise," said Sesshoumaru, his voice quavering greatly. "L-l-l-lord Sesshoumaru...y-y-you stopped fighting. I'm happy you stopped fighting, it isn't good," said Rin weakly as she looked into Sesshoumaru's eyes. "Don't leave me Rin, I need you," said Sesshoumaru as tears fell onto Rin's face. "Don't cry," said Rin, "You saved me once, can't expect you to always be there." Sesshoumaru's eyes widened in hope and his hand shot down to his waste as he reached for the sword of his father, but that had been long since lost; thrown away in anger when he had retrieved his arm from the burial ground of his father. Rin had searched for it as long as she could but Sesshoumaru left before it could be found cursing the name of his father. Rin's eyes began to close and she whispered, "I always loved you, Lord Sesshou…" "No, no, Rin. Riiinnnnn!!!" yelled Sesshoumaru holding Rin's dead body tight to his body as tears fell unabated from his eyes. Inuyasha found himself smirking at the weakness his brother showed. He found himself laughing so cruelly and walking toward Sesshoumaru quavering body. "Look at the great Sesshoumaru! He who cares for no human! Reduced to a whimpering dog!" yelled Inuyasha against his own will. "SIT!!! SIT, YOU STUPID BASTARD!!!" yelled Kagome running toward Inuyasha and beating on his chest. Inuyasha paid no head to Kagome and kept berating his weakened brother who stiffened at his words. "You who tortured and prodded me for my human mother, cursed and spit on the name of our father for loving her! Look at yourself, crying over one dead little wench!"