A/N This Song-fic is written with the permission of the writer of the poem I use. And here is where I give credit: Not-heart-broken-for-now wrote what you could call the lyrics, the poem is called Heart Broken. The writing simply reminded me too much of the Kikyou/Inuyasha/Kagome love triangle to pass up, so here goes nothing...

Inuyasha: ::reading from torn paper:: Inutori doesn't own me, Kagome, or Kikyou…::looks up:: why's Kikyou in this fic?
Me: Don't worry about it, if you're confused, look up and read the author's note.

"speech"
'thoughts'
lyrics

Heart Broken

Kagome sat by the Goshinboku tree. There were thunderclouds in the sky and she knew it was about to start raining. When she had come back through the well, Inuyasha wasn't there to greet her like usual: so here she sat on a protruding root of the tree Inuyasha was once pinned to for fifty years.

She had given up calling for Inuyasha quite a while ago since he had never responded. 'Where is he?' With a sigh she glanced around herself and took in the bleak forest blanketed by the stars.

In the distance she could see a faint light. "Kikyou?" The raven-haired girl stood up and slowly wandered through the woods towards the faint light in confusion. Before getting too close, she stopped.

In front of the dead priestess stood the hanyou she had just been looking for. 'Well, at least I found him.' She didn't make any noise as she listened to them talking quietly.

"…Kikyou…"

"Inuyasha, I still love you." Kikyou leaned forward weakly, propped by her bow. So Inuyasha reached out and grabbed her to keep her standing. Inuyasha's back was to Kagome, but Kikyou looked up right at her, the mirth in her eyes obvious.

"I never stopped thinking of you, Kikyou."

You feel tears coming
But you don't let them come

Kagome leaned back against a nearby tree, feeling that soft rock expanding in her chest and moving into her throat.

The thunder crashed and the clouds broke, releasing their heavy burden. Through the pouring rain, Kagome could no longer make out what the two lovers were saying.

She watched mournfully as Kikyou leaned up and kissed their shared love softly on the lips. The rain made the scene a little hazy, but that action was very obvious to even her unfocused eyes.

You hear the rain outside that sounds like
The soft beatings of a drum

Kagome, not needing to see more, ran back to the well; she left her pack under the Goshinboku tree.

If Inuyasha didn't want her here, she wouldn't stay. There was really no reason for her to intrude where her presence wasn't necessary.

Besides, time travel shouldn't even be possible, really.

Still the tears hadn't come. Or maybe they had, but were hidden by the pouring rain.

Upon arriving at the well, she jumped in without a second thought. The only remorse she felt was that she would never see Miroku, Sango, Shippou, or Kirara ever again. But she couldn't tolerate Inuyasha and his antics any longer. She didn't feel the need to have her heart constantly in turmoil.

You know your heart is broken,
That you can't deny

'Why did I have to fall in love with that jerk?' Kagome climbed back out of the well in her own time. She staggered to her house in the pounding rain. "It's raining here too, huh? What fitting weather."

Eventually she was able to climb up the stairs and into her bedroom where she could be alone. Right now she didn't care if the world ended; she didn't want to see or hear from anyone.

Because whenever you hear their voice,
You let out a deep sigh

The air in her lungs exited quickly as she dropped onto her bed and hugged her pillow to her face. "Inuyasha…I hate you! I hate you! I hate you…"

Her ranting did nothing to calm her nerves, as she had hoped it would.

No one else was home. So she was indeed alone like she had wanted. But at the same time, she needed desperately someone by her side to hug her worries away and say that it would all pass by.

Kagome bit her bottom lip until she could taste the coppery flavor of her own blood. "Why does it have to be this way?"

You let them get away,
You think as you're lying on your bed

Kagome swallowed. "I will not let this get to me…Inuyasha isn't the only reason I am shard hunting…" Kagome hit one fist into her other palm, trying to gain some lost energy.

The burst was temporary, for only a moment later she deflated. "But if I were more like Kikyou he would pay attention to me." She took in a deep breath and looked out the window. She saw lightning flash outside and hugged her pillow closer to her chest.

Tears rolling down your cheeks,
As you rest down your head

Kikyou stood below a tree, looking at Inuyasha whowas onlya few feet away from her. He had rejected her. When she had tried to kiss him, she was pushed away. He had told her no…that she was dead.

She may not have had a real body of flesh and bones, but she still had feelings, right?

She would never cry. Her training as a miko forbid it. Her face betrayed no emotion as she looked intently at the dog hanyou before her. He was returning the intense gaze with something akin to an apologetic one, but she was the one who should be apologizing.

It was foolish of her to believe that they could still be together. Love always crumbled with time...why hadn't she seen that before?

They could have had you,
Till the very end

Perhaps now Inuyasha had finally chosen between her and her reincarnation. And he had chosen the latter, much to her disappointment.

The rain soaked both of them as they stood there in silence, wondering what the other would do. Kikyou weakly turned, using her bow as a crutch. Her black hair was plastered to her face as she looked away from the hanyou she once held the heart of.

You would stay there by their side
Their heart you would befriend

'But it was Kagome who softened his heart to the world.' Kikyou looked up into the falling rain, trying to get an answer from it. How she wished she had never died; then she and Inuyasha would've already been grandparents.

(repeat of a previous stanza, not actually here in the poem)
You feel tears coming,
But you don't let them come,
You hear the rain outside that sounds like
The soft beatings of a drum

She let out the air in her lungs and looked back at Inuyasha. "Then you are decided. Good luck with Kagome." The words came out so easily, but the defeat she felt inside was treacherous. This was the man she had fallen in love with and seen good times and bad with. Now she was supposed to let him go just like that?

They have chosen someone else,
Someone very special to them

Inuyasha looked taken back. He was in complete shock.

"Don't act so surprised, Inuyasha. I am not as temperamental as you. I will not lose myself over such petty things." Kikyou smiled warmly, a true, genuine smile that was unnatural for her new form. 'But this isn't petty, this is my heart that I'm losing.'

So instead of being jealous,
You will send your congrats to them

Inuyasha bolted. He didn't know what to make of Kikyou's reaction to his turn down. In truth he had expected her to blow up or something, not smile and wish him good luck.

He was at a loss for words.

He reached the well and could tell that Kagome had been here recently. Letting out a string of curses, Inuyasha jumped through hoping that tonight would be the night to make Kagome his at last.

On the other side, he leapt out and was to Kagome's window in a flash. Just as he was about to slide it open, he saw her. She was curled up in a ball, hugging her pillow tightly.

You still have your chance you think
As you're lying on your bed

Kagome looked up slightly. A sudden rush of happiness had just overcome her. 'What was that?' She looked around her room, but nothing had changed. Everything was being its normal, gloomy self.

"I must be imagining things." She fell over so she was lying down facing the wall.

Your tears now dry and gone
And you're glad that they have fled

She curled up tighter than before and closed her eyes shut, trying to force sleep upon herself. It never was easy to do, so she ended up lying there for quite awhile.

You still can't shake this feeling,
As you lay down your head,
So you hum yourself to sleep
And forget about this dread

Had she not been staring at the wall, she would have seen the silhouette in her window when the lightning flashed outside.

I
Do
Not
Sleep

A/N Thanks once again, Not-heart-broken-for-now. It was very angst-y, I think. The rain didn't help. So tell me what you think. Please leave a review and tell me what you think.