She pushed her dark hair out of her face as she walked quickly through the snow. The vicious wind kept whipping strands of her hair in front of her face. Her brown eyes were dark with worry.
"Inuyasha?!" She tried to call his name over the roar of the snow storm. "Where are you?!" She walked forward, her steps uncertain, her hands curled into soft fists at her chest.
"Inuyasha…?"
Suddenly, the pure white wasteland was splattered red. The drops of blood clashed fiercely against the snow. She looked up from the ground. He lay facedown, drenched in his own blood. She stumbled through the snow to his side, dropping to her knees and placing her hands on his back, trying desperately to shake him awake.
"Inuyasha! Inuyasha!" Her hands were soon covered in his blood. "Inuyasha! Inuyasha! Inuyasha!!!"
Hot tears gushed from Kagome's eyes as she sat up, panting, her eyes flicking over the cold hut until she realized that it had been a nightmare. She put her face in her hands and sobbed uncontrollably. Inuyasha… where are you?! She pushed her nose into his haori, inhaling his musky, safe scent. Inuyasha…
"Kagome?" Sango sat up. "Are you alright?" Kagome, in reply, turned and gazed at Sango with her big brown eyes. She then let out another sob and flung herself into Sango's arms.
"Where are they Sango?!" Her body shuddered violently.
"I don't know…" The demon slayer stroked the younger girls hair distractedly. Miroku… Tears gathered in her eyes. They had been gone for what seemed like an eternity. What if something had happened to them. What if Miroku was… was… She lowered her face into Kagome's hair, now crying too.
"There was so much blood Sango. What if it wasn't a dream? What if he's dead and I never got to tell him how much I love him!"
"Don't say that Kagome!" sobbed Sango, holding her tighter. "They're Ok!"
Sango and Kagome moved closer to the fire. The dark haired school girl sat with her head against the slayers chest. Her breathing was ragged, her chest heaved as she cried.
"I just want him back with me," whispered Sango through her tears.
The monk approached the demon carefully. He appeared to be asleep but the monk was not fooled so easily. If he made a sudden movement before he was completely ready, the demon would easily kill him. He frowned and tried to keep his breathing steady. As he drew closer he saw that the demon was drenched in icy sweat, his face no longer angry. The jagged purple marks were still there though. If the demon were to open it's eyes they would be flooded red. He was still dangerous.
Three… two… one! Miroku smacked the side of his hand into a pressure point on Inuyasha's neck. His red eyes flashed briefly open before he fell limp again. Miroku breathed out. Time to get going, he thought as he poked around for the entrance of the snow cave with his staff. Finally he struck it and the cold wind filled the cosy cave. The tired, injured monk heaved his half demon companion out of the hole and pulled him onto his back. The poor young man almost collapsed as pain flared at his side. He squinted out across the snow. The white was dulled slightly by the powdery blue of the early morning. The wind howled. Where had the girls gone? He hoped it wasn't far.
Sango awoke to the feeling of the now conscious Kirara rubbing her soft fur against her face.
"Hey girl," she whispered, brushing her fingertips over the feline's back. "Are you alright?" Kirara curled up next to where Kagome's head lay on her belly. Sango lifted her head to listen. The wind was still blowing but she though the sleet must have eased off because she could now hear Kagome's deep breathing as she slept.
Brown eyes wandered the small hut. It was still only them. Miroku and Inuyasha hadn't returned while they slept. Sango felt the familiar heaviness of worry set in. The young woman carefully moved her friend onto the floor and say up to look into the fire which amazingly was still burning. It quivered in the dark. She pushed her hands against her chest, feeling her heart beat against her palm. If... no, when! When he comes back, I will tell him what he means to me, she vowed as she sat in the glow of the fire.
Sorry that im dragging it out so long but... I dont really plan what i write it just kind of happens so terrible sorry if your waiting in anticipation for some intense confessions. It will happen lol R&R Please!