-1A/N: As per request, I have decided to expand this a bit. We'll see how far this takes us. This quote, is mine. Do not take it, or I shall destroy you.

-A long forgotten dream hangs between us. Don't you remember me?

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Part II

You never...

And she wept.

Wept for the moments they had shared. The tender touches, the kind smiles, and the endearing glances. And she wept.

She wept because she knew she had given everything up just to be with him. And as the blood coursed down her arm and soaked the ground beneath her failing body, she found that she had no strength left but to hate.

It was easy, she began to believe, to hate something that you cared for so deeply. She felt her eyes close, and memories darkened her mind, stains that she could not remove, that plagued her every thought.

Kind eyes that held her in thrall. Knowing smiles shared between two young lovers who were doomed to be apart. A world of differences separated them.

You never...

She had been foolish to think she could overcome such a vast barrier. There was nothing she could ever do to be with him.

But for a time it was nice to dream. It was nice to pretend that what they had could last, and that they would be together forever. She should have known better. She should have understood...

Her heart was frail now, and had been broken too many times today. Grasping feebly at the soft grass beneath her pale fingers, she dreamt of a time when things could have been simple, and she might have been a normal woman, living a normal life.

But she could never be normal.

They could never be normal together.

It was a dream. A long forgotten dream that had faded into dust. She watched it crumble beneath the weight of all her hopes and fears, and she watched, as it was blown away by the distant winds of change.

She should have known.

And as she plucked her bow from the blood-stained ground, she felt a new life rise within her. One that devoted itself to hate, and vengeance. She would call upon that life, that brief flicker of inner strength, to help her slay the demon.

You never...

Yes, he was a demon. She no longer saw what he might have been. She saw what he was. And she knew that it was time to end this. To end him. And to end...Her.

And as she hobbled after him, only one thought resounded in her mind; Why?

It was a question that would haunt her through eternity. One she would never be able to answer, but know the truth all the same. It was a curse, and a blessing, she decided.

And as she pulled the string of her bow back to meet her cheeks, she suddenly saw love bloom once more. It shone brightly before her, in the form of silver hair and golden eyes. And she could not kill him. She simply could not...

"Die, Inuyasha!"

You never loved me...Did you?

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A/N: Second part an unknown number. This is for MizuTatto. Because she requested it, and gave me the courage to write another tragedy.