The Call Of Your Heart

The Call Of Your Heart

Thanks to all my reviews, and I'm sorry it took so long for this update, I was away for a couple weeks without computer visiting my grandparents, and then my computer wasn't working. So, sorry for the wait, here it is. However, before you read this, please note that I edited the last chapter, so you should read it again.

Inuyasha sat on top of a rock, his head down. Apparently he was staring hard at the ground, but his gaze was dull, and his eyes unfocused. He absentmindedly hit the ground with a small rock repeatedly, deep in thought. He mulled over Kagome, and replayed the scene at the god tree over and over again, trying to make sense of her words. He analyzed looked at them from every possible direction, and still had no clue what the hell she meant. He growled in frustration, and threw the rock to the side.

He lay back, putting his hands behind his head, and closing his eyes and sighing loudly.

Does she want to be with me? Is she telling me she's going to leave Koga? Or is she just saying that something sometime might happen? But why not now? Does she love Koga? Is she trying to pick between us? Questions flooded Inuyasha's mind, to which he had no answer. Possible solutions raced through his head, but none of them made sense, and each of them was more ludicrous than the last. Damnit, why doesn't she just say what she means.

"Inuyasha." Miroku's voice was soft, and close. He opened one eye when he heard his name and was met with Miroku's face.

"Hey."

"Come on, it's getting late, you should come back to the camp site for dinner." Miroku said.

"Nah, I'm not hungry." Inuyasha said, looking around and realizing for the first time it was evening.

"Inuyasha? Not hungry? What's going on?" Miroku asked, flabbergasted.

"Nothing, I just don't want anything." Inuyasha lied.

"Ah, come on, I'm not stupid." Miroku pleaded.

"It's nothing." Inuyasha snapped with finality, and Miroku let it go. They walked back to the camp in silence, as Inuyasha's thoughts wandered back to the God tree.

All through dinner he was quiet, too, barely touching his food. All of a sudden, Miroku slammed down his bowl.

"All right, that's it, Inuyasha, what the fuck is wrong?"

"Nothing." Inuyasha shrugged.

"Inuyasha, you've been like a million miles away, what's going on?" Sango asked.

"Nothing! God, why are you so nosy?!" He exclaimed, throwing down his bowl as well.

"Inuyasha we are just trying to help—" Miroku said.

"I don't need help!" Inuyasha shot back.

"Is this about Kagome?" Sango asked softly.

"What?!" Inuaysha roared.

"Sango, no," Miroku tried to fix her mistake, but it was too late.

"You think this is about Kagome?! Why does it always fucking have to be about Kagome?! Can't you fucking just leave me the hell alone and get out of my life?!" Inuaysha realized what he had said too late, but he couldn't take it back, and Sango had already run in tears, but he didn't care.

"Inuyasha, that was too far. She just was worried about you, as we all are." Miroku turned and ran after her, and Inuyasha snorted angrily and walked away to his tree.

Kagome woke with a start as she felt her body being lifted. She panicked and screamed, but found that no sound came out due to a cloth wrapped around her mouth. It was pitched dark outside still, and she could not see what was happening, but felt herself being thrown onto someone's back. She squirmed and thrashed violently in desperation, but to no avail. Her arms and legs were bound and tears came to her eyes as she screamed into the gag and kicked her body back and forth. She heard grunts of anger as her leg connected with her attacker, and curses. She kicked again, and this time her head was met with a hard blow, and Kagome felt dizzy. She struggled to keep her eyes open and ignore the blinding pain in her throbbing temple and the feeling of a warm, sticky liquid running down her face, but soon it was too much, and everything went black.