Chapter Two: A hanyou's heart break

Inuyasha's head poked out of the well. It was pitch black as he emerged from the well house and he give himself a minute to adjust to his surroundings. His ears twitched wildly as he got a sense of his surroundings, breathing deeply in hopes of catching her scent. He coughed as his nose was assaulted with the smells that came along with city life. After he was able to separate the mass of scents he found what he sought after. Kagome's scent was there just outside the house, but it was old. He had missed her by at least a few hours. He fixated on the scent following it up the walk way, that's when he noticed it. There was another scent there too, a male scent. It was the young male Hojo's scent that he smelled. Inuyasha's eyes narrowed at the thought of him with his Kagome, touching her. His first instinct was to rush inside to demand answers, surely they know where he had taken her, but he decided against it. That was what the old Inuyasha would do. No, he'd play it col. No one had to know he was here, at least not yet. He focused his attentions to their scent and began to track them through the city, passing curious pedestrians. The scent seemed fresher as he neared a forested area, so strange for a place like this yet vaguely familiar. Then he remembered, Kagome had shown him this place once on one of the days he was human. Those days he had begun to treasure.

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"Kagome what is this place?" asked Inuyasha, his violet eyes darting around curiously. He had never seen a place like this before, it seemed some how out of place among all the buildings and metal contraptions. Though, he had long since figured out that her world was full of amazing things.

"It's a park Inuyasha." she giggled at his ignorance and the expression of pure wonder on his face. It's moments like these that she remembered why she loved him." People come here to relax, children come here to play and people my age sometimes come here on dates."

"Date's huh?" Inuyasha had heard of these "dates" from Kagome. Thanks to his human state he couldn't contain the question that came to mind. He found himself more open. "Kagome, do go here for dates?" Kagome blinked a few times then answered.

"I used to, but haven't in a long time. Since before I meet you." Kagome couldn't figure out why he would ask such a thing.

"Oh." was Inuyasha's lame reply he couldn't think of anything better to say. He suddenly felt silly for the jealously that had welled within him. There was still a chance. Kagome gave him the sweetest smile he had seen from her in a long time. She then took his hand and led him to a bench. They sat down and looked at the sky filled with stars. She leaned her head on his shoulder with a sigh of contentment. They both blushed as they allowed the moment to sink in. That moment was perfect for both of them.

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Inuyasha shook it off he had to find Kagome. He wandered through the park moving on pure instinct as he weaved through the empty benches and not so empty benches undetected. His feet traveled on their own accord. He quickly looked away as he spotted two teens in the park. They were probably on one of those date things Kagome talked about, thought Inuyasha, as they kissed passionately. How many nights he dreamed of doing such a thing with Kagome? Though, he could hardly find the nerve to entertain such thoughts in his waking hours. He walked following her scent as it turned corners and went down trails. At this rate I'll never find her, he thought, why does she have to move so much? Inuyasha rounded another corner and froze, he'd found her. There, on the very bench he had once sat with Kagome, sat Hojo and Kagome. His heart tightened as she nestled into his chest slightly flushed. Hojo sat with his arm around her watching the stars with an arrogant smirk on his. The hanyou could do nothing more than stare helplessly, unable to cry out. He couldn't believe his eyes. The torment only intensified as Hojo tilted Kagome's head up to look into her eyes. Kagome's eyes seemed clouded as he planted a firm kiss on her lips that she eagerly returned, her breath hitching as he caressed her leg slipping under her skirt. She didn't resist. Inuyasha's heart skipped a beat as he bit back the tears. He tore his eyes away from the sight unable to determine if he felt more sorrow or anger. Inuyasha ran blazing through the city blindly not caring where he was running just that he was running. Soon his feet pounded the rooftops as he ran leaping from building to building toward the well, he had to escape. He landed with a soft thud stumbling only slightly. He'd found himself at the bass of the tree very he had been pinned for 50 long years, where this all began. Somehow the betrayal seemed worse this time, more real. He caressed the trunk of the tree.

"Kagome…" his voice came out in a hoarse whisper as his shoulders sagged low. When he reached the well house he felt his knees nearly buckle and braced himself against the door. As the rage built inside him he felt a pressing need for an outlet for all the pain that coursed through him. So he screamed. An ear splitting howl erupted from his throat and burned in his lungs. It echoed through the city as lights came on in windows. His ears pressed flat to his skull and face twisted in sorrow he slunk into the well house. He looked so much older, somehow. He stumbled forward through the entrance and fell into the well letting the light engulf him. In his frenzy he had failed to notice the change in Kagome's scent.

Kagome snapped out of her trance and realized what she was doing. Her mind cleared and images of Inuyasha dissipated, had she just heard his voice? She abruptly jumped up tearing herself from the confused boy's arms. Her eyes were wide with horror as she realized what she had done, what was going to let him do... What had come over her?

"Kagome… what's wrong?" stuttered Hojo, somehow his perfect plan seemed less harmless than before. Somehow the horror in her eyes had broken his resolve. What have I done?

"I'm sorry!" she apologized over and over as collected herself. Then she broke into a run for her home unable to look back at the young man she had just kissed. She didn't want to do what she was doing with Hojo, It was Inuyasha she wanted not Hojo, not his touch... Her mind was slowly clearing as the adrenaline coursed through her. She felt as if she had betrayed him and was disgusted with her self. She felt filthy, like a whore. She knew she couldn't face Inuyasha, not yet. She decided to stay home to get herself together before she had to face him again.

Why are you so upset, she asked herself, it's not like you and Inuyasha are together he doesn't care for you? He doesn't want you. Somehow this did nothing to stop her feelings. To stop the disgust that rose within her when she thought of his hand creeping up her skirt, how she had kissed harder. What had come over her? Why was her head pounding? She had no idea, but she did know one thing. She couldn't face him. She would just have to take some time out to recover; she'd leave when he came to fetch her. She would get it together, regain her senses. He'd never know what she'd done. Slowly she fell into a fitful sleep filled with Inuyasha's touch and Hojo's face.

Inuyasha appeared on the other side of the well. He dragged his body out and slumped next to it, he didn't even have the energy to jump into his tree. He was near tears a place he hadn't been in a very long time; he wondered how long he could hold them.

I guess she really does love him, thought Inuyasha, I mean gods the look on her face, the lust in her eyes. The image of Kagome being held by the boy Hojo was burned into his memory. How she clung to him, kissed him… That was too much. A single tear slipped through is closed eyes and rolled down his cheek to fall on the ground. His chest ached as if his heart had been physically ripped out. He curled up into a little ball and cried like a child for his lost love. He never imagined that such pain could exist and for the first time in a long time, he didn't want to live. He stayed that way for several hours before he had the strength to move to his tree where he couldn't be seen. He closed his eyes tight against the images that haunted him. Inuyasha would not get much sleep this night.

The young demon slayer watched in horror as the hanyou wept in his sleep. She was troubled, deeply troubled. She didn't know what to make of what she was seeing or even believe she was seeing it. What could have happened on the other side of that well to cause that? She didn't have to heart to find out, not now. As she turned and walked toward the village she remained deep in thought, one question burning in her mind. What has broken Inuyasha?

A/N: I decided that Sango should see instead of Miroku. It makes this triangle a bit more interesting. Should I change the pairing?