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You're Always There ~Chapter Two~
"Sango!"
Sango jerked out of her light slumber when she heard Miroku call for her. She rubbed the bleary sleep out of her eyes and staggered to her feet. Kaede stood as well.
"Perhaps ye should see what Miroku needs." She spoke sternly, a note of urgency lingering there.
Sango ran outside of the hut, grabbing her hiraikotsu as she went. Rain continued to steadily fall from the sky, making it difficult to run in.
"Miroku?" She called out, "Miroku, are you there?"
"Sango."
Sango spun on her heel, facing the forest's edge. She could just barely make out the huddled mass of Miroku's body. Sango hitched up her kimono with one hand and began running towards her friend.
"Get Kaede, Sango. You have to get Kaede."
Sango stopped short, her heart pounding in her ears. Her chest heaved with each breath as fear crept into her heart.
"Miroku, what's wrong?" She couldn't help the slight trembling in her voice.
"Sango-"Miroku flinched when a loud string of coughs erupted around him. Sango let out a gasp at the magnitude of the painful sounds.
"Sango you have to get Kaede NOW!" Miroku turned to look at her.
Sango gasped when she saw the pale being in his arms. Her white skin stood out in the dark night, and Sango could see the tiny orange ball on her stomach. Miroku cradled the two of them as he fought to get to his feet.
"K-Kagome." She looked into Miroku's desperate violet eyes. He saw them flicker with worry and fear. Sango nodded grimly. She dropped her weapon and ran towards the hut.
"Kaede! Kaede, we need you!" Sango burst through the flap of the hut. Kaede looked up from her medical supplies.
"Kaede…its Kagome." The old woman nodded in understanding, her face suddenly grim.
"Bring her in, child."
***~000~***
He heard nothing.
He saw nothing.
He felt…nothing.
Peace…wasn't he supposed to feel peace?
"Inuyasha! Where are you?"
A bright light suddenly blinded him. He tried to throw his hands in front of his face, but it felt as if he couldn't move. He couldn't help but cry out in horrible pain.
When the light died down, he realized that he could see again. He gasped.
"A butterfly?"
He held out a clawed hand, watching as the blue insect fluttered in front of him. Its winged movements captivated him, and he felt drawn to the creature.
"Inuyasha! Can't catch me!"
Inuyasha jerked out of his trance as a flash of green and white zipped by him. Laughter rang around him.
"Come on, baka! You're so slow."
Inuyasha felt his chest tighten as he watched the young teen run towards the massive tree.
"Kagome…" He whispered. A flash of red passed him as well, and Inuyasha finally understood.
"A memory…"
"Keh! You weak and defenseless human. You aren't fast enough to beat me. I let you win."
Kagome giggled.
"Whatever you say."
Another bright light blinded him again.
"WAIT! Kagome! Come back!"
'Inuyasha'
"Huh?"
'Inuyasha'
"Who's there?"
'What do you want?'
"What do I want?" Inuyasha echoed. He couldn't see anyone; he couldn't hear anything, but the voice.
'What do you want?' It repeated the voice neither male nor female.
Kagome flashed in his mind. He saw her smiles, he saw her tears. He heard her laughing, he heard her crying. It hurt. It hurt more than he could comprehend. A burning feeling started behind his eyes.
"Kagome, I want her to be happy. I want to see her smile, to hear her laugh. I want to know that she'll be okay…even if it's without me."
Inuyasha suddenly felt this entire body in pain. It felt as if he was set on fire, his body burning and withering away under unseen flames. He screamed in agony.
"No! Stop! It hurts!"
Then everything went black
***~000~***
Thunder clapped in the night. Everyone within the hut shuttered, as the rain roared outside.
Sango moved closer to Miroku, Shippo lying unconscious in her arms.
"Why won't it stop raining?" Miroku encased her in his arms, holding her close.
"I don't know, Sango. I don't know. Kaede? Do you know?" The older woman shook her head mournfully.
"Nay, I know not. All we can do is hope for a better day." Both nodded in agreement.
Sango looked over towards the futon in the corner. Her heart ached painfully in her chest.
"Kagome…."
Kagome lay on the futon. A thin sheet covered her body. Her clothes were drying by the fire. Her skin was a pasty white color. She looked almost as if a ghost; she looked dead. Her chest rose and fell with every breath she took; it was the only indication that her heart was still beating. Her breathing was uneven and it came out in ragged wheezes, making Sango cringe. Kaede sat next to the young teen, wiping the hair out of her face.
Sango looked down at the child in her arms.
"Shippo brought her back." Miroku squeezed Sango in his arms. Sango looked back at him.
"When will they wake up?" her voice broke with heavy emotions.
"I don't know Sango. All we can do is wait."
"But I hate waiting!" Sango cried, tears burning behind her eyes.
She buried her face into Miroku's robes and let out a strangled sob. Miroku held her, his face stricken. More thunder rumbled in the distant. Sango screamed into his robes, only coming out in muffles.
"Why d-did he have to die? Doesn't he know that we need him? That Kagome needs him. How could he be so selfish?"
Miroku looked out the window, without answering.
How could he answer a question like that?