Nothingness swirled around her, swallowed her whole, and even suffocated her. But she found she didn't care. She was frightened, and she actually felt a sort of peaceful bliss in this dark abyss. Was this death? This strange, yet warm darkness that suffocated her and comforted her at the same time? Comforted her? What did she need comfort about? She strained herself to remember why she would need a thing such as comfort, but nothing came to her. There was no reason to need comfort.

Then why, if there was no reason, did she feel so utterly sad even in her blissful nothingness?

Her body didn't exist in this place, the heaviness of flesh barely even a memory to her. The pain she'd experienced was gone, leaving her gloriously numb. Again, she asked herself something she did not have an answer for. Why did she feel pain not only of the body, but of the soul as well? There was no reason once again! No memories of the cause! Suddenly, something seemed to click and a harsh realization came with it.

There were no memories at all.

The only sort of memories she possessed were those of her pain and sadness. Nothing else. Not of her name, of her family, or anything of that sort. Who was she? Was she special? Was she young? Old? Was she fair skinned or dark? For she could not see her body, and could not feel anything to give her a hint. A raw panic surged up in her below the bliss, quickly shoving it out of the way, and she began to feel something. Tingles. Irritating tingles across what may have been her body.

totsuzen no deai e no kokoro kara no yorokobi to

"itsushika owaru kamoshirenai..." sonna kankaku ni obiete

soshite hitomi o mitsumeteta

nanimo wakarazu ni

The joy from my heart at our sudden meeting says

"Maybe it'll be over before I know it..." those forebodings scare me

And then I was gazing into your eyes

Without understanding anything

A voice, so beautiful in its sadness, made her freeze in her panic. The tingles that were once irritated and strange were suddenly calm and pleasant. It was a male's voice, deep and strong. She felt as though she should know this voice, beautiful as it was sorrowful, and suddenly she could for the first time feel weight. She could feel her body, her own weight, and she could even feel her skin draped tightly over her muscles. This song, one that struck a chord in her soul, was seemingly breathing life into her.

dore dake no omoide mo yume no you na maboroshi de

itsumademo kawaru koto no nai tojikomerareta kimi ga iru

ima mo hitomi o mitsumeteta

nanimo kawarazu ni

They're not forever changing, so how many phantoms,

Like memories and dreams, could you file away

And now I gazed into your eyes

Without changing anything

The tingles still remained, but a stiffness like she'd never felt before joined them. But as the voice kept singing, she loosened. Her muscles twitched almost irritably. Had she'd not moved in some time? Where was she? She wanted to open her eyes, and she tried to so, but found that she could barely make her eyelids twitch. She was weak, horribly weak. And sore. Oh how sore she was! Her limbs protested and yearned for movement at the same time. What had happened to her? Once again, she searched her mind for any sort of clue.

This time, she was granted one.

Sounds came back to her. The screeching of tires and brakes, a shrill scream of a female, and the bone rattling sound of metal shredding at metal. Glass breaking, metal enclosing her, and somewhere close by, she could hear the sound of ocean waves. Pain came to her now, hot and raw. One of her legs felt as though it was being ripped from her body, an arm had gone numb, and she could feel the sickly warm feeling of blood trickling from various places on her body.

Had she'd been a car accident? Yes, that was it.

She could see flashes of the memory now. Rain was pouring, lightening flashing, and thundering roaring. She could hear the sound of an ambulance's siren from miles away, she could see flashing lights from what looked to be a police vehicle upon closer inspection. She could hear a man's voice, loud and gruff, shouting for "them" to let him go so he could help her. Did she know him? Was he in another vehicle? More voices could be heard, trying to sooth the man, but she could still hear him fighting even as her hearing began to fail and her vision as well.

Then, just as she was about to lose conciousness in this memory of hers, another memory flashed within it.

te o nobaseba todoiteta hohoemi wa hakanakute

me o tojireba ude no naka de kieteiku kimi o

mou ichido dakitakute

ano toki, ano basho de deatta koto o wasurenai kara...

If I stretch out my hand, the smile I reach is fleeting

If I close my eyes, I want to hold

Your vanishing body once more in my arms

Because I can't forget that time, that place where we met...

She can see a man, his long silver hair swirling around him as he turns to her. She realizes they are both on ice skates, and she can see his hand reaching for her. Suddenly she's in his arms, her breathing harsh as she recovers from her near fall, and she straightens herself to look at him.

His face is different, so much warmer and expressive. He looks so utterly shocked that she wanted to smile. But his expression changes so suddenly that she barely has time to gasp before his lips are on hers. She realizes that this memory is one that is dear to her.

For at this moment in time, she fell in love.

Suddenly, the two memories are gone and have left her once more in her stiff body. She realizes she's in fact laying on her back with her arms at her sides. An irritating sting comes from one arm and she feels herself frown. It's then, when she's finally about to move something other than minimal twitches, that she hears a gasp next to her.

She's not alone.

kaze no naka de odoru kimi no sugata wa

hikari ni tsutsumareteita

Dancing in the breeze, your body

Was being enveloped in light

kimi dake o mitsumeteta

boku wa itsumademo mitsumeteta

ima mo kimi dake o mitsumeteru

nanimo kawarazu ni

I was only watching you

I was forever gazing into your eyes

Even now I watch only you

Without changing anything

"Doctor Takahashi! Come quickly! I think she's waking up! Doctor Takahashi!" The shouting makes her want to wince, and she does so being quite surprised she can do such. Was in a hospital? Who was the person yelling for the doctor? It was without a doubt female, and quite young from the sounds of it.

"Miss Taisho what are you...Oh Kami!" She realizes the doctor must have seen her wince, and she can feel a weight at her side and several things being moved around. "Ms. Higurashi? Kagome? Can you hear me? Show me you can hear me Kagome."

Kagome? Is that her name?

She tries to say something, but instead can only make a cracking noise in her throat. So, focusing on it more than she's focused on anything else, she focuses on her right hand and raises it slightly before she loses concentration and it drops. But it is enough and suddenly, she feels a hand on her face as her right eyelid is opened and a bright light, so bright she does a full body flinch, shines into her pupil.

"Miss Taisho, call her family and anyone else who may want to know. She'll be fully awake very soon." She can hear hurried footsteps, heeled from what she can tell, rush across the room and then a jingling sound she assumes is keys. "Kagome, try to open your eyes now."

She tries.

"Good, now try again. It might take a few tries but..." He cuts himself off as she suddenly opens her eyes slowly, even if they open halfway. She sees an aging man, silver peppered throughout his black hair and many wrinkles beginning to show on his once handsome face.

te o nobaseba todoiteta hohoemi wa setsunakute

me o tojireba yume no naka e kieteiku kimi o

mou ichido dakitakute

ano toki, ano basho de deatta koto o wasurenai kara...

If I stretch out my hand, the smile I reach is pained

If I close my eyes, I want to hold

Your vanishing body once more in my dreams

Because I can't forget that time, that place where we met...

She hears the voice once more, and realizes he isn't the one singing. But with that realization comes another. The television behind him is on, and playing on its screen is a concert unlike any she's ever seen before. The whole audience is quiet, moving in a solid wave to the sorrowful music of the man standing on stage, a mic in his hand as she sings out his sad song. The camera suddenly zooms in on his face and she realizes she knows it. His silver hair is shorter now, only reaching to his shoulders instead of his knees, and his face is much more expressive. The expression is so sad that her eyes widen and tears begin to sting them. It is then she sees that he too has tears in his eyes, warm golden eyes, and is just barely keeping them contained.

Then, he looks directly at the camera and she feels as though he's looking directly at her alone.

wasurenai kara...

Because I can't forget...

"Kagome!" The hurried footsteps echoe in her ears once more and she's saddended as the female, tiny in size, reaches up and manages to turn off the television. The girl comes to her side, and she realizes that the girl herself is indeed very young. Only in her late teens. She has short, onyx hair that's cut in a cute fashion to her shin. Wide, chocolate-brown eyes stare at her filled with tears.

But who is she?

"Oh Kagome! We were so worried! Your family was thinking about letting you go! But I knew! I knew you'd come back!" Before she could blink, the girl leaps at her and wraps her arms around the older female. She feels happy for some reason, and with once again no reason at all, she hugs the familiar girl back.

But even that short happiness, she feels distraught.

That man, with such a sad expression and regretful golden eyes. She knew him. She'd loved him. Was he singing that song for her? Did he remember her even if she didn't remember him? So many questions ran through her mind and she could feel a headache beginning to form in her skull.

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The audience screams as the lights go down, leaving him in a darkness he needs. Like many of his songs, this one tugs at his soul. He leans on the mic stand, catching his short breath as tears fall. He admits to himself that he's changed now. He admits he is no longer the person he once was. He no longer hides behind a mask of false superiority. A mask of false calm.

Sesshoumaru Taisho has changed. Changed for her. Only for her.

All of it, the music career, the CD itself, and now the tour, was all for her. The tour itself was called "Akoya" meaning "infinity". "Akoya" was her middle name. Kagome Akoya Higurashi. He'd always loved her name, for reasons he never really thought about. But maybe, the reason he loved her name as he did was simply because he loved her.

It was then, as the synthesized sounds for one of his few heavier songs echoed throughout the ampitheater and the audience roared, that he straightened himself up and put on the mask he once used. This song, made mostly because he needed "more" to his album, was pulled straight from the old Sesshoumaru.

But even as the heartless "Prince of Ice" Reappeared, his heart still bled for her. For his Kagome. And as he sang, something came over him. A warmth so calming, so peaceful, that he nearly missed his intro. There was only one thing that could possibly make him feel that way. Kagome.

Kagome was awake.

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Okay, once again pretty short but I liked it. This isn't going to be a very long or detailed story. But I had some awesome ideas earlier and I'm pretty sure you guys are gonna LOVE it. 3

And btw...there will be an ending that will make you happy.

But yeah, be sure to review and let me know what you think! I'll really appreciate it! I've already encorporated someone's advice into this chapter so that should prove I'll use ideas if ya have 'em and I like 'em! So ja ne minna!

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