Ok. So I am so sorry for not writing for a very long time. I kinda went through a little writers block, mostly I just didn't feel like writing anything. But luckily I got back my urge to write, so here is the new Chapter, I hope you all enjoy. This is an in between Chapter, so it might not be the greatest thing in the world. Also, maybe the only chapter with a little humor in it. I would like to mention that all characters are OOC. I know this, no bad reviews. Hello, who ever really is the same when they loose someone they love.

Inuyasha: Inuyasha looked up at the temple that Kagome had once called home, her window had been left open to let in the slight breeze that was ruffling the leaves of the Sacred Tree inside the house. The sickly smell of car fumes, and garbage waded up from the street near-by stinging Inuyasha's nose, he sighed heavily. He didn't want to be here. But he knew he couldn't go back to the Bone-Eater's Well now, Kagome's family had a right to know what had come to pass two weeks prior. He looked down solemnly at the ground as he made his way to the front door, grasping the handle he turned it slowly, the words building in his heart, as he prepared to face them. He could already imagine seeing the anguish and hurt in Kagome's mother's eyes, like it had been in Kagome's own eyes on that fateful day.

"Inuyasha," greeted Mrs. Higurashi.

Inuyasha spund around quickly, panick strickening his insides, making him feel like retching, he hadn't prepared for a moment like this. Mrs. Higurashi had just arrived home, a paper bag full to the brim with groceries clutched tightly to her body. The tension of akwardness filled the air as the seocnds past, choking Inuyasha, adding to the sick feeling that was turning in his stomach. He could tell from the look in Mrs. Higurashi's eyes that she already knew something was amiss, what mother wouldn't know when one of her baby bird's had fallen from the nest, breaking it's little bones on the hard ground beneath.

" I hope that everything is..." muttered Mrs. Higurashi.

"Kagome is dead," blurted Inuyasha. This was not the way he had intented to tell the mother of the woman he loved, but if he didn't get it out quickly, he was sure his head would explode under the pressure of everything he felt.

The paper bag dropped.

A jar of jam crashed on the pavement, it's glass splintering, and breaking from the impact, globs of the sticky red stuff splattered against Inuyasha's feet. He grabbed hold of Kagome's mother before she hit the earth, her anguish so deep that she could do nothing but let the waves of hurt wash over her. Inuyasha clutched tightly to Mrs. Higurashi as the older womans body spasmed between deep sobs of loss.

Sota and Grandpa came rushing from within the house, alarmed at the commotion that had taken place just outside their door. Both rushed to the crying Mrs. Higurashi, worry written clear across both their faces. " Gone?...My sweet girl?...Dead?" asked Mrs. Higurashi between deep shudders and sobs. Sota's eyes instantly teared over, and his small lower lip quivered as it held in all the pain of his tearing heart. Inuyasha made way as Grandpa helped his daughter into the house, he couldn't let himself cry at the moment, he had to take care of her, and his remaining grandchild first.

" How?" asked Mrs. Higurashi, after she had calmed down from her anguished cries.

Six eyes pinned Inuyasha with a questioning glare.

"She was killed by Kikyo," muttered Inuyasha.

All three eyes changed, and Inuyasha remembered that these people hardly knew anything about the going on in the fuedal era. They didn't know about Kikyo, and about the history behind the pristess whom Inuyasha had onced loved.

" Kagome is Kikyo's reincarnation, the whole reason that Kagome was born with the Shikon jewel. I had onced loved Kikyo, and out of jealousy Kikyo killed her," explained Inuyasha.

Mrs. Higurashi bolted up from the couch, her eyes dark pools of anguish and pain. She turned away from the group, lifting a hand so that she could chew on a nail to stop the shudders of tears from racking her body. When she turned back, her eyes held the distant sense of loss. She seemed to have aged ten years in a few short seconds.

" We shall hold a funeral, to honour her memory," Mrs. Higurashi. " I cannot have a wake, since their is no body. But we will bury a box in our family grave yard, and pretend like Kagome's ashes are in there."

" Mom," muttered Souta, " Isn't it my responsibility to arrange this?"

Mrs. Higurashi shook her head, " You are too young. Grandpa, and I will deal with this."

The old man simply gave a nod, and went about to prepare himself for the Budhist ceremony he would need to preform. The day was already late, and he needed to find all the ceremony items. Mrs. Higurashi left the room, leaving Souta and Inuyasha to stare at the floor. The clock ticking by each silent and awkward moment, until it chimed dimly, late enough for bed.

Souta: Souta opened the door to Kagome's room, he found Inuyasha sitting on his sister's bed. A small teddy bear clutched between in his hands that rested on his lap. The hanyou looked beat down, just like his mother; taking all the pain and loss and shoving it into a deep space, a long ways away. His mother had been on the phone constantly for three days now, preparing the funeral for Kagome that would take place later on this day.

"Inuyasha?" asked Souta, his voice small, barely audible.

The hanyou's ears pricked back, " What do you want?"

" I'm lonely," muttered Souta, taking in the fact that he was going to be alone for the rest of his life. The past three days had found him in his plain room, his mother and grandfather to busy with themselves to hardly speak a word.

Inuyasha turned, letting the teddy bear drop to the floor, part of its stuffing escaping from an old hole beneath it's arm. As Souta entered the room, he picked up the teddy bear, returning it to rest on Kagome's bed. " Kagome got this the day they brought me home from the hospital. She had wanted a sister, and my mom felt bad, since she was bringing home a brother, so on the way out, they picked up this teddy bear."

" I don't care," Inuyasha said between closed teeth.

" Are you staying for the funeral?" Souta asked.

Inuyasha turned away, "I've caused enough trouble..."

Souta sighed, leaving his sister's room, he walked down the hallway, each step realizing the hero that he admired for so long, had died along with Kagome. He stopped infront of his mother's room, taking a peek into the dark room his watch his mother sitting quietly on her bed. Mrs. Higurashi was staring down at her hands clutched into fists, tears streamed down the woman's face. A simple candle that had nearly burnt out was the only source of light. As Souta turned to leave, his mother called out his name. He entered slowly, and softly lowered himself beside his mother. A arm instantly placed itself around his body, clutching him close to hers. His mother's tears finally made sound, and he joined in with her.

" I lost your father, and now your sister, you and Grandpa are all I have left," she mumbled, a hand going to cover her shameful tears. " I am suppose to be the strong one, but I cannot. I should have...should...never let her go..."

Inuyasha entering the door broke the session, he stood there a moment, and flicked the switch in the wall that Kagome had taught him made light in a dark room.

"I'll be leaving now," pronounced Inuyasha.

Souta had never before heard Inuyasha actually annouce anything before, he usually just left. In truth the Hanyou had completely changed his angsty personality, he was a much more gentle person now. In some way it made the Hanyou that he had regarded having such strength seem more human. Kagome's death had given him qualities that he had lost in his years alone, the qualities he had shrugged away so that he could make himself strong inside.

"Nonesense," interupted Mrs. Higurashi. " Kagome cared for you, it is only proper that you attend her funeral."

Souta could hear the anger in his mother's voice, she was such a gentle woman, it was something he rarely seen.

" I can't...I don't have anything to wear..." muttered Inuyasha, looking for any excuse to leave. It was true, Kagome had never liked him being seen in her era, because of his clothing. He had never really gotten her problem with his red kimono, it was stylish, wasn't it? He had done his damage, there was nothing more for him here in this era.

" You could wear my dad's old suit," suggested Souta. He could see he had trapped Inuyasha now, he would have to stay.

Inuyasha: Inuyasha looked at himself in the smooth full length silver mirror of Kagome's room. His red kimono neatly folded rested on the end of Kagome's bed, it's tattered fabric given a rest. Black. The suit was a little too tight around the neck, and the fabric itched horribly along the seams. The contrast between the black fabric of the suit, and his silvery hair made it seem like his whole head was a glow in a halo of light. He fumbled angrily with the long black tie that had been given to him with the suit, he had watched Souta easily manuver the fabric into some sort of knot, but had been unable to accomplish the same feat himself. Inuyasha cursing brought the young boy to venture into Kagome's room for a second time that day.

" Do you need help?" asked Souta.

" I don't need anyone's help," cursed Inuyasha, returning to himself somewhat.

Souta sighed heavily, Inuyasha turned, his face full of shock. " I never realized how much you are like you're sister, she use to sigh...just...like that, when she was mad with me," muttered Inuyasha. He missed it.

Souta grabbed hold of the tie, and began to tie it into a respectable knot. He pulled away allowing Inuyasha to examine himself in the mirror. Inuyasha shuffled with the knot, it bothered him, but he knew there was no way out of this anymore. Turning he left the room, and made his was down the stairs, Souta following.

The day was too bright, the sun was high over head, making all shadows disappear from the yard. There was a small procession of people making their way towards the Sacred Tree. Inuyasha's nose filled with the scent of too many flowers, it was nausating, as he looked over the rows of chairs set up infront of the Sacred Tree, he could see row upon row of flowers.

At the front row was a seat, a small piece of paper was folded with his name written neatly on the front. Taking the piece of paper between his fingers, Inuyasha took his seat, meticulously he began to fold the paper into smaller and smaller pieces. Around him people's eyes glinted with spots of tears, noses snuffled, and there was the constant shuffling of feet, as everyone waited for Grandpa to begin the ceremony.

" Hojo," exclaimed a female voice behind him. Inuyasha turned his head slightly to look at the three girls seated behind him, and a boy who was taking his own seat. Inuyasha recognized the girls as Kagome's friends from school, he had met them moons ago, but could not remember their names.

" I can't believe she's gone," muttered Hojo.

" Yeah, and from something so simple too," added Ayumi. " And she never even told us."

" Cancer," sighed Yuka and Eri in unison.

Hojo looked down, his fingers in constant motion between his shaking hands. " I wish, that I could have told her how I felt about her, sooner."

" But she had a boyfriend," commented Yuka.

" Yeah," added Eri.

" I didn't know that," said Hojo, looking more hurt than he had before. His chance at being with Kagome no more than a fleeting moment at trying to grasp a butterfly in the sky.

" I wonder where that two-timer is?" asked Eri.

Inuyasha's face turned red as he realized what a big mistake it had been staying here for the ceremony. He coughed, all the heat from the bright sun making the air seem too thick to breathe. The tap he felt on his shoulder sent shock waves down his back, he jumped. He was about to turn, revealing himself to be the two-timer that he was sure Eri and Yuka thought he was, when Grandpa began the ceremony.

As the ceremony went on, the ground was splattered with the tears of all those who had gathered to celebrate the life that Kagome had led, and mourn the death that had ended it. All the while Inuyasha could do nothing but think of her. Ebony hair, and a sweet smile, always, even though she knew, she had to have known, the possibility that death might come for her. And yet she came back, time and time again; to him, to their friends, and for what? A simple jewel.

All the things that she could have been, could have done...it had all been lost. For a jewel. For him. And for all the times that he had treated her with hostilty, when all she deserved was the love that he had been hiding. His mind recast all those sweet moments, when the love had been blosoming between them. That first moment, so long ago, his first night as a human with her. When he really had smelled her as herself, roses and honey, it was so sweet that he has almost wanted to...

Inuyasha blinked.

The ceremony was over. Chairs were being shuffled as people milled about trying to get out. The box that was suppose to hold Kagome's ashes were being carried away, to be buried at the family grave site. Inuyasha would not go to this, it was time for him to return to his era. The day was much to hot in this black suit, and it was giving Inuyasha a horrible rash around his neck where the fabric had rubbed. He looked longingly at the picture of a smiling Kagome that was placed near an altar. Miss you.

"Where are you going?" asked Yuka.

Inuyasha gasped in shock, he had thought the three girls would have left with the proccession towards the graveyard, instead the three of them stood, dressed in black, blocking his escape into the house. His throat felt tight.

" I...I was..." stuttered Inuyasha, this felt like the moments when Kagome had questioned him so.

" Geeze, even her two-timing boyfriend can't stay long enough," affronted Eri. " Going back to you're other woman?"

Inuyasha's face turned hot, how could these girls acuse him of things. They knew nothing about him, or Kagome, or what the two of them had shared during the fuedal era. They knew nothing of the hurt that he felt inside from loosing her. They knew nothing about his bloodied hands that had been beaten harshly into the group out of pure anger. His dream, they did not know. Or of his revenge.

" I was not two-timing Kagome!" he shouted. " I loved her!"

Yuka and Eri exchanged glances, feeling ashamed of what they had just said. Ayumi lead the two girls away, much to Inuyasha's relief.

A moment later, Inuyasha found himself back in Kagome's room. He had spent all his time here, it was full of her scent, as stale as it was, but still her. The teddy bear grasp between his fingers, the black suit neatly folded upon the end of her bed. He looked back, he would never see this room again. There were to be no more trips between this era and his, unless...He came back with her. A small glimmer of hope brimmed in his heart, before it faded away.