Nightmare Come True

by BoundTowardsTomorrow

Kagome is left badly injured after a hard battle with Naraku; how can Inuyasha save his beloved? Inuyasha gives Kagome the mating bite, mixing his Hanyou blood with her human blood and making her a Half-Dog Demon as well. How does Kagome cope with being a Hanyou and Inuyasha's mate? Only one way to find out, please read.

2. What Hurts The Most

What hurts the most; Chapter Two.

May be a little fast- pace, but all will go smoother in the chapters to come.

Disclaimer; I do not own Inuyasha, sadly Rumiko Takahasi does…

AND ON WITH THE STORY

KAGOME P.O.V

Inuyasha has been really down the past few days, just sitting with a blank stare. At night time, he usually sits at the very top of the highest tree he can find and watches the moon with a distant gaze shrouding his golden eyes. He barely takes any notice in me, even when I hand him some Ramen and try to comfort him. Sometimes when I am attempting to sleep by the crackling fire, I feel a cold amber glare piercing my skin. Whenever I sense him glaring at me, my new dog-demon ears start to twitch forcefully. I wonder if he will ever turn back to the boy I love, or if he will stay an empty shell. It has been at least a week since Naraku's miasma spread throughout Kikyo's body and she died. I cried for Lady Kikyo, but I still know that out of all my friends, Inuyasha suffered the greatest. His first love slipping from his grasp in just a single breath; shattering his heart as her soul lifted higher and higher into the frozen night.

I observe Inuyasha, perched in a tall pine tree, his dark figure outlined against the bright full moon. His long, silver hair flows swiftly with the wind, flipping over his dog ears and spilling over his shoulders. His hands clutch the tree branch as if his life depended on it; his nails dug tightly into the thick bark. His face is a ghastly pale, his eyes glazed over with grief.
I don't know how long I just stand there, watching Inuyasha with alert eyes that are starting to fill with tears. I rip my eyes from Inuyasha, collapsing to the ground in grief-wrecked sobs. The agony he must feel and some nerve he has not letting me help him! Sango and Miroku have repetitively tried to get Inuyasha's attention numerous times but Inuyasha carelessly ignored them so they headed off on Kirara to visit Sango's village. They didn't want to leave me with Inuyasha, considering he is off day-dreaming about Kikyo and not keeping a watchful eye on me. Shippo said he would protect me because Inuyasha can't; that he would help me not be miserable over Inuyasha. My friends try to understand me but what they don't get is that I can't help but feel depressed when being around Inuyasha because I can do nothing to help him. I sense every single one of Inuyasha's emotions because we are linked in spirit, bound towards tomorrow together. How can I be destined to live my life with Inuyasha when he is off envisioning Kikyo? But how can I not love Inuyasha?
I don't need protection; I am a Hanyou after all so I can fend for myself. I tremble suddenly as a whole new wave of tears wrack my body; causing the liquid to stain my cheeks. A hand lightly touches my back, sending new shivers down my spine. Inuyasha…?

"Kagome, don't be sad." Shippo's voice rings casually in my ears, tearing my irises from the ground.

"Shippo, I wish I wasn't. How can I not be sad when Inuyasha is hurt and I can't help him? I realized that I can't replace Kikyo in his heart but that doesn't mean I still can't help him as a friend. The stubborn boy won't even lay an eye on me since the death of his beloved!" I cry, repeatedly wiping away my tears.

"Inuyasha is just immature, he doesn't know how to for-"Shippo is cut off as he is sent flying into my chest from a strong blow to his head. He lay unconscious in my grasp as a strong voice penetrates my ears.

"Immature!?" Inuyasha roars.

I look up as Inuyasha stands over me, his fangs slipping in and out of his moist lips. His golden orbs are still aloof but at least they show more emotion than before. I set Shippo on the ground beside my thigh, letting him curl up into a ball and suck his thumb.

"Inuyasha, are you alright?" I murmur, not daring to avert my gaze. I gingerly reach up at him but rapidly pull my hand back, knowing my touch is not needed.

"Keh, don't worry because I am perfectly fine wench."

I glare indignantly at Inuyasha, hatred pooling in my brown eyes.

"I am just trying to help Inuyasha! Why are you making this harder than it already is? Are you perfectly fine when you are off whining about a pack of clay, staring off into space? I am not a wench and I am definitely not your wench, even if you gave me this stupid mating mark. If you wanted to be with Kikyo so bad, then why did you bite me?"

I huffily cross my arms securely around my body, hugging warmth into my frozen chest. Inuyasha looks startled a bit, his gaze dropping from me to the ground. He puts his Haori together at the arms, twining his fingers together.

"I did it to save you Kagome! Would you rather of died without finding all the jewel shards?" He snarls, his teeth popping out again for another appearance. Even in the dark, I can tell his face is red with disgust.
I am pretty pissed myself.

"Oh, so I am back to being a jewel shard collector? I-I come back to this world for you Inuyasha, not to find jewel shards. I guess when you kissed me and told me you loved me that it was all just an act so I would fall harder for you and stay to collect your stupid shards? I want you to immediately take this stupid mark off me!" I scream, baring my teeth in a mocking way. I was never anything more than a jewel shard collector, just another piece in Inuyasha's games. I am a Barbie; he would play with my heart until he collected all the jewel shards then toss me away as if I was nothing. I was just his jewel shard collector, not his love. I am so stupid; I wish I never met Inuyasha! I would have never fallen for him; I wouldn't be trapped in his love.

"It isn't like that Kag-"I cut him off.

"It is like that Inuyasha! To you, I am just a Kikyo replica! When you kiss, or hug me, you think of Kikyo. She was your first and only love, you will never forget her and she will always remain your entire heart. I am just a wench who collects your jewel shards. You should have just followed Kikyo and descended into hell with her for all I care!" I am steaming by now. My mind is not speaking the truth, but I know I should leave this Feudal Era for good and forget about Inuyasha. I love him, I hate him. My mind wants to hate him; my heart wants to love him. All those good sayings in which I should follow my heart, all those good sayings in which say I should trail my mind. He loves me, he loves me not. I feel as if my heart is broken in two, a piece of my soul shattered. Inuyasha looks taken aback, his eyes speaking for him as sadness churns in his orbs and replaces his feisty anger. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I can never forgive him.

Inuyasha P.O.V

Kagome hates me. She absolutely hates me.
Tears spill from her beautiful brown eyes, tinting her pale cheeks. Her long eye lashes are stuck together in tiny, black triangles. She is slumped on the ground, her fists clutching the dirt as she yells harsh words at me. I see hints of regret in her chocolate irises as she speaks, her lips trembling at every word being thrown out of her thin lips. A fiery expression dances across her face as I just stand there, dumb-founded, watching her.

"Kagome, I am sorry if I make you feel like this. You aren't just Kikyo's reincarnation because you guys are completely different in every way. I can admit that Kikyo had my heart for a long time and I could never forget her, but I want you. You aren't just my second choice Kagome, and even though I am always acting as if I want Kikyo over you, I actually don't. I can't totally forget about Kikyo because she was part of me for a long time Kagome, and I don't fully expect you to understand". I croon, descending to the ground in front of Kagome on my knees.

I brush Kagome's tears away with my thumb as she silently gapes at me, many emotions trickling across her face. I leisurely lean my face closer to hers, attempting to soothe her.

"No Inuyasha, I can't do this. You probably think I am just Kikyo that you're kissing." Kagome mutters nonchalantly, pushing me away as she regains her balance. She picks up a sleeping Shippo and faces me, walking sluggishly backwards as each second passes.

"Why can't you forgive me Kagome? I never did anything to you except admit my feelings! Nothing is ever good enough for you Kagome; all you ever seem to do is complain. If you don't like living here with me, then why are you here? Go back to your own time, see if I care."

I steadily return her harsh glare until she is fully away from my sight. I make out a low growl as Kagome stomps away from me, into the dark forest. What did I just do? Why did I send Kagome away? It was definitely out of anger from her acting so selfishly.
"SIT!" Kagome screeches from deep inside the thicket, her anger finally getting the best of her. I kiss the ground, dirt spraying up all over my clothes as I produce a thin line in the ground.

"SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT!"

The hole keeps getting deeper and deeper as Kagome roars the enchanted words that affect the beads on my neck. I endlessly nose-dive into the ground, my limbs splaying all over the place.

"Kag-o-me-you-we-nch!" I snarl in between sits.

Kagome P.O.V

"I hope that teaches you that I am something more than your bitch!" I shout back in the direction of a Hanyou embedded into the ground. I flick my nose in the air, rotating on my heels and trudging away hastily. That stupid Inuyasha, he thinks I am his bitch! I will go home to my own time, even if I am not welcome there because I am part demon.
I carry Shippou with me and I will take him with me, even though he may not be able to cross to my own time.
"Kagome…" Shippou mutters, his eyes fluttering open.

"Yes Shippou?" I murmur, watching Shippou blink away sleep from his eyes. We hastily approach the Bone-Eaters Well, anger still swelling through me.

"I heard a lot of yelling, was that you and Inuyasha fighting again?"

"Yes Shippou, I'm sorry if you had to hear that. Did we wake you?" I ask, putting my one hand on the rim of the well. Its wooden surface is smooth against my hand as I brush it back and forth, pondering if I should jump in the well or return to Inuyasha.

"Not you, just that idiot Inuyasha." Shippou sneers, rolling his eyes. Shippou has been sleeping for such a long time that he looks in a daze, probably not realizing his surroundings. Shippou turns in my grasp, pushing himself into the air. He hurriedly gets up, standing on the brink of my fingertips. He slips backwards, plummeting into the well as a yelp escapes his tiny mouth. When he hits the bottom, a bright light engulfs him, enveloping him in twinkling stars. I giggle at his fading figure, panic written all over it. His first time falling through the well and he didn't even know it. I gradually jump in after the Kitsune, going through the same process as him with all the lights.

I still can't get one vision out of my head. Actually two. The first one is of Kikyo and Inuyasha's kiss. When Inuyasha kissed Kikyo, it was like he was pouring all of his heart into that one kiss. I mean, I know she was dying but just something about that one kiss leads me to not believe Inuyasha who said I meant more to him than Kikyo. When he kissed me, my heart started to soar. I started feeling as if I may be the one Inuyasha thinks about, the one Inuyasha really loves. It was all quickly removed from my mind when Kikyo died; watching them kiss was like a real heart break.

I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh'
Still, even if it was just a kiss for Inuyasha and Kikyo, I wonder what mine was.

With you...nothing...nothing, could be
further from the truth. Your kiss was not just a kiss, but neither were yours and Kikyo's.

I remember a couple days after Kikyo's death, when we finally decided to stay a night at a village a little past Kaede's village. We were struggling to sleep, but Kirara, Shippou and Inuyasha were sneezing like a couple of maniacs because of the roses that covered the entire village. Their noses are severely sensitive, causing the scent to stay in their nose. The flowers were causing people to get lost in their deepest desires, letting a demon devour their souls. The demon could sense disruption in someone's heart, that's why he wanted Inuyasha. He knew of Inuyasha's corruption.

"She's dead isn't she?" The creepy flower guy said, a smile flickering across his face. "I mean, the woman you loved above all else in the world."

"What?" I gasped silently, unable to hide my pain. I knew Inuyasha loved Kikyo, but I didn't know he loved her above all else. My heart cracked a little at that moment, sending a couple shards to wither.

"Though, it's quite sad…" He murmurs, amusement wavering in his black eyes "That you wish to follow her footsteps and join her in death."

More of my heart suddenly broke. Is that true Inuyasha? Do you wish to leave me to join Kikyo in the other world?

"Shut the hell up!" Inuyasha growls, regret playing across his face. Am I really that bad? Does he really want to die with her? Is this bastard just playing with me or is he serious? Why Inuyasha, am I really that bad… I felt my love all come crumbling down on me, feeling as if bricks were being dropped on my body.

Inuyasha P.O.V

I don't even know why Kagome is so worked up! Keh, stupid wench, I will show her that I don't need her. She doesn't realize that I and she were made for each other; that Kikyo and I aren't. I thought Kikyo was the one that I would look to when I was down, that she was the one I loved greater than anything in the world. I was gravely wrong. I thought I wouldn't be able to live after I first found out Kikyo was dead and even though I didn't know if I wanted to live after Kikyo died the second time, I finally realized that I loved Kagome. Wow, a 200 year old demon loving a 15 year old priestess from 500 years in the future.
Should I go after her? No, she would just yell at me like always. Might as well go to Kaede's, maybe Miroku and Sango are back.

That night…

As soon as I got back to Kaede's hut, Miroku and Sango were snuggled up onto Kirara's blonde fur and Kaede was lying on a mat in the far corner. Miroku and Sango were facing each other, their faces holding peaceful expressions. Sango was nuzzled up fairly close to Miroku, her head resting on his chest. Their hands were entwined in a sweet manor; there tangled hands resting lightly on Kirara's fur. Miroku's free hand was wrapped around Sango's curvaceous hips, relaxing on her lower back instead of her ass.
"Keh." I smirk, wondering why the lecherous monks hand wasn't groping Sango.
I go to turn to say good night to Kagome's sleeping figure but then I comprehend that she has gone away from me. I such a baka, I keep forgetting about Kagome's complex feelings. She can't even handle a word that comes out of my mouth before she starts bawling and running away home.
I sigh as I settle down cross-legged on the hard-wood floor. I place Tesseiga along-side me, and turn around. The moon slithers in through Kaede's beaded door, a marvelous light filtering into the small hut. The stars are poised around the moon, looking as if tiny little flashlights were positioned around one huge flashlight. I exhale slightly, nestling in closer to the wall. I didn't do anything wrong to that wench so if she expects me to say sorry, then she is wrong.

Fifty three years ago I met Kikyo and began to develop feelings for her. By meeting Kikyo, I learned the warmth of the human heart and became attracted to her. Through a conspiracy, however, we were torn apart. When I learned that Kikyo gave her life to pursue me, I vowed to never let a woman die again. Those feelings increase all the more for the one that looks like Kikyo. Kagome being the reincarnation of Kikyo was utterly confusing to me and all I ever saw when I looked at her was Kikyo, however this eventually this faded with time. Although scorned by a resurrected Kikyo in the beginning, feelings of affection and remorse resurfaced inside of me. I felt guilty of Kikyo's death and offered to die for Kikyo since I was the cause, but Kagome had stopped me.
Kagome was always one that let her feelings get the better of her, whereas Kikyo wanted everything for herself. She wanted me to become a human so she and I could be free and live together.

I despise Naraku for killing Kikyo, but deep down I know it was right for him to do so or else I wouldn't have met Kagome. I always hid my feelings for Kagome, until now. Sure I kissed her but I never admitted how I actually felt about her. I knew all along about her love for me, you could just see it in her eyes when I was hurt or in danger. She always put my life ahead of hers, never thought twice about giving up her life for me. I would give my life for Kagome, but when it comes to fights, well then she can say sorry. I am a selfish Hanyou; I am never one to give in except on a life or death matter. I have a fear of losing Kagome, and my friends. I would be devastated if Kagome died, like I wouldn't even know what to do with my life. I already lost Kikyo, but if I lost Kagome too…
What if someone's lays a hand on Kagome back in her era? If someone laid a hand on Kagome… My Kagome.. Someone like Shingokuri.

Kagome P.O.V

"Oh dear that is a lot to take in!" My mom inhales, placing a hand on her 'o' shaped mouth. I just told her about how I became a Hanyou, and about me and Inuyasha. I left out the part about our fight, just lying about how I needed a break. My mom sadly glances at me, recognition sparking in her eyes as she takes in my new form and contemplates whether I really even look different.

"Mom, why is fear rolling off of you as if you just ran a marathon and sweated buckets?" I ask suspiciously, wondering what horrors are running through her mind. I can hear cars from a mile away, smell animal scents from yards away and even sense what emotions people are feeling. Weird.

"Sweetie, I am just caring for your wellbeing." Mom beams nervously, randomly staring into her empty tea cup that she cradles in her hands.

"Mom, just because I am half demon doesn't mean that anything will change. You are my mother and I will love you no matter what, even if I decide to stay in the Warring States era to live the rest of my days with Inuyasha." I gulp, a huge lump starting to form in my throat. Inuyasha and I will just fight; do I really want to go back?

"Go Kagome, I can tell you are in despair. Fix whatever caused you to come here and if you truly want to spend your life with Inuyasha, just know that you have a family that loves you." And with that, my mother pecks me on the cheek and pulls me into a tight embrace.

Inuyasha P.O.V

I open my left eye faintly to see that I am suffused in sunlight that is flittering in through Kaede's hut. Miroku, Sango and Kaede are nowhere to be seen. The only other thing in the hut was Kirara who was curled up tightly against my body in her miniature kitten form. I ruffle her lightly coloured fur, hearing her purr in pleasure. She turns over, showing her stomach. I quickly place my hand on her stomach, taking turns between hands and gently rubbing her fur from side to side. Her purring increases, filling the whole hut and only ceasing when I take my hand away from her quivering figure. Kirara unfastens her claws from my robe, her talons releasing themselves from my skin. One eye slowly opens, revealing bright red eyes glaring at me behind thick eyelids. She scratches at my thigh, glancing up at me occasionally. I pat her head and get up, watching her turn her back to me and fall back asleep.
As soon as I step out of the hut, Miroku yells playfully at me.

"Hey Inuyasha, what did you and Kagome do when me and Sango were away?"

Sango good-humouredly smacks Miroku in his chest, sending him a light-hearted smirk. Glee fills their eyes, as if they find this whole matter funny. They don't even know what is going on, but it still pisses me off.

"None of your business." I growl, sweeping by them. Miroku rolls his eyes at Sango; her face expressionless.

"Where's Kagome? What did you do to her now? If you are acting grumpy and there is no Kagome in sight, that means you pulled one of your juvenile moves and bugged her." Sango mumbles, taking a step towards me.
When I don't answer, she repeats herself. "What did you do to her now?"

"Keh shut it wench. I didn't do anything to Kagome, just get off my back, will ya?"

Sango closes the space between us, abhorrence pooling in her brown eyes. She grabs my Haori, bawling her fists securely in it.

"What. The. Hell. Happened? If Kagome is off there wandering the world without fully developed powers… So help me Inuyasha, I will tear you limb from limb." She snarls in my face between clenched teeth.

Kagome is probably nearby, so why worry. I pick Sango of the ground, holding her over my head.

"Let me go you selfish fool! I bet your still thinking about Kikyo and that's why Kagome ran away! You don't know how to handle woman!

"The bitch is safe, so just lay off."

I toss Sango into Miroku's arms, my rage getting the best of me. I shove by Miroku and Sango, steam pouring off of me. Why can't they just leave me alone? I am already frustrated enough.

Sango P.O.V

Inuyasha coarsely thrusts me into Miroku's arm, causing my head to swing back and forth. My arms are enfolded tightly around my shoulders, covering my wounds. When Inuyasha held me at arm's length after I confronted him, he dug his claws into my clothes. I didn't realize he punctured me because I was too caught up with screaming at Inuyasha. It was until Inuyasha threw me at Miroku that I realized he burrowed his claws into my skin. Blood was starting to well up around the 5 gashes in my arm, making them useless to me as pain rips through my arms. When I look upwards, Miroku is staring at me with a look of concern. The concern wasn't just for me, but for Inuyasha too. There definitely was something wrong with Inuyasha, but I just couldn't apprehend it. Kikyo was dead, so there shouldn't be any need for Inuyasha and Kagome to fight. They used to have stupid fights, but that would be when Inuyasha would always scamper after Kikyo like a puppy following his owner. The cause for their fight now must be because of Inuyasha mourning Kikyo's death. He has been a little detached lately, not even eating his Ramen. Inuyasha shoves past us, anger written all over his face. He hurriedly stomps away from us, not even caring to see how I was. I still won't leave his side, even if he hurt me. He is just irritated, nothing more.

Miroku wraps his arms around my injured body, pulling me tight against his chest. I start to feel my cheeks burn under his soft touch, and snuggle deeper into him. He nuzzles his nose into my brown hair, closing his denim blue eyes. I rest my hands on top of his, forgetting about my pain.
We had a pretty sappy moment last night also that caused us to end up lying hand in hand.

*FLASHBACK*

"I wonder what Inuyasha and Kagome have been up to since we left." Sango buzzes, leaning her head against Kirara. Miroku kneels down beside Sango, giving her a chaste smile.

"Sango, isn't it obvious? They two are mates after all." He grins, showing his perfect pearl-whites. Sango snorts, knowing it was pretty noticeable. But she also knows that it might not have happened, considering Inuyasha is dreaming about Kikyo. Ever since her death, he has been tip-toeing around Kagome like a pussy. Inuyasha kissed Kikyo in front of Kagome and instantly felt bad. Kagome acted like she didn't care about their kiss, but deep down, I knew she was hurting bad. I took every moment to comfort her but she just sat there and gazed at me with a blank expression. Inuyasha had the exact same look as Kagome as he sat up in tree tops, gawking at the midnight moon. Sometimes Inuyasha would sit at the base of random trees and flex his claws. He would slightly touch the tree with three fingers, creating tiny patterns with the tip of his sharp nails. He would generate a picture with his nails, but only for his eyes. After he was done the picture, he rapidly shredded it apart with his talons. Bark would fly of the tree, stained with blood. No matter how many times we yelled at him to stop, he kept going. He would strip the tree of bark, leaving the whole thing bare. I don't think it was just stress about Kikyo's death, but also of Kagome seeing them kiss. Myoga came to Inuyasha once, halfway through the week after Kikyo's death, and talked to him in private. It was after that, that Inuyasha would slash at random trees. Inuyasha would whisper weird things in his sleep, like "Quest" and "Shingokuri" in his sleep. Myoga evidently told Inuyasha of a quest, maybe wanting him to do it. Inuyasha must have a problem with the quest Myoga requested, or else something much worse. Maybe it was a prophecy?

Miroku's hands were gently placed on my shoulder, shaking me from my thoughts. I widen my eyes as Miroku is also laying on Kirara, to close for liking. Actually, I like that he is close. It would be a different story if it was someone else. Kagome knows of my feelings for Houshi-Sama, even if I hadn't admitted them. I used to detest the perverted monk, wanting to slap him even if he hadn't felt me. I started to grow feelings for him, something I thought I would never do.
I gaze up at him, our eyes meeting with a burning passion. He is really handsome, with marvelous blue eyes framed with thick lashes. His hair is black and put into a small rat tail, but his bangs fall un-evenly above his beautiful eyes, creating an innocent look from the monk.
"Sango…"

"Miroku…"
I gingerly touch his pale face, my eyes searching his. I want to kiss him, but does he want to kiss me?

I slowly lean in towards the monk, but stop right before our lips touch. My lips hover over his, awaiting the moment when he closes the distance. I have a very deep desire to kiss him, a desire that I have held in so long. Miroku makes me happy, he completes me. Without Miroku and Kohaku, I wouldn't really have a life. Sure, I have Inuyasha and Kagome, but I know I love Kohaku and Miroku with all my heart.

Miroku crushes his mouth against mine. His arm wraps tightly around my waist as I throw more force into the kiss. (No tongue action yet guys… This is there like what? Second kiss?) I twist my fingers into his hair, holding his lips against mine. I feel Miroku smile against my lips, as if he has been waiting for this moment for a while. I push away from the monk, gasping for air. I regret that decision; when will Miroku and I kiss again? Will we ever kiss again? Was this just a one-time thing? Miroku catches my hand with his, winding his fingers precisely with mine. His arm is still coiled around my waist. He pulls me into his muscular body, so I bury my face in his black and purple monk robes. I inhale his sent as I snuggle deep against him. Miroku rests our entwined hands against Kirara, causing her to purr in amusement. Although we do not speak, I still feel love. I close my eyes, letting Miroku's touch sooth me. I quickly fall asleep, knowing I am safe in the arms of the man I love.

Who is Shingokuri? Where is Naraku? Will Kagome go back to the Warring States Era? Can Inuyasha forget about Kikyo? All questions will be answered in later chapters. Sorry for the fast- pace but believe me, this will be a long story.