Sorry for the long wait, it's all been crazy with school work and tests! Plus I had a little bit of writer's block too! I knew where I wanted to go in the story but I wasn't entirely sure on how to get there, but all that's sorted now so don't worry about it! But where have all you reviewers gone? I really miss your comments and it's mighty encouraging just seeing them so please come back :(

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha; I only own the characters that aren't included in the anime/manga.


Chapter Twelve

The sun peeked out from over the mountaintops and streamed onto the thin layer of snow covering the lands that would soon melt, spring was approaching fast and the plum and cherry blossoms were already beginning to bloom on the dry tree branches.

Akane ran on through the morning illuminated forest, breathing heavily as she struggled to continue onward. The hem of her kimono was now a damp pinkish brown and slightly torn because of the thorny bushes around her, and her little sandals were soggy and clogged with slushy snow from the vast amounts of running she had been doing.

She clutched the Tenseiga that she had been carrying and slowed down to an exhausted jog, as she looked up into the trees, hoping to catch a quick glimpse of Ren. But alas, he whom she had been pursuing was nowhere in sight, in fact he hadn't been for quite some time now but Akane had just carried on running and praying that she would find him again somehow. Perhaps following him had been a bad idea after all seeing as she was only a small human child with no special abilities or powers, after all. Attempting to keep up with a strong and well built Shikigami wielder such as Ren was sheer madness - no, it was practically suicide!

With her fatigue finally taking its toll, she slowed to a complete halt and collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily as she kicked off her now useless, worn sandals and stretched out her sore feet onto the gravely snow. The blisters stung at the icy touch of the ground and hissed, making her squint her eyes and groan in discomfort.

Interrupting her trail of thoughts and distracting her from the pain in her feet, the sword in her grasp pulsed rather suddenly, demanding her utmost attention.

"I know," she sighed to herself, "I shouldn't have taken you from Lord Sesshomaru again and gone after Ren." She laid back in the snow and rested her head down drowsily as she looked up at the frosty screen of trees above her, "Tenseiga? Do you think anyone will come after me? Or am I going to die out here all alone?" she asked.

But the demon blade did not pulse again in response to her question, it simply remained motionless and limp in her grip as she held it against her chest tightly as a source of comfort. "I wonder if mommy and daddy will be mad at me for going out on my own like this without telling anyone, will they notice I'm gone and come looking?" she whispered sadly, "...And Lord Sesshomaru? Surely he will be angry at me for stealing his sword like this. I suppose in this situation I deserve the lecture and punishments that I'll receive from everyone... well if I'm found that is."

The Tenseiga pulsed again, only much more violently than before this time. It was a powerful twang that startled Akane and quickened her heart rate by at least two beats more. She sat up instantly and looked around cautiously, her short brown hair swishing as she shifted her head from side to side. What was this feeling of dread that had suddenly washed over her? It was as if the demon sword had been trying to warn her about something terrible that was about to happen.. but just what exactly?

"What is it?" she asked the Tenseiga quietly, "What's wrong? Can you sense something?"

It pulsed once again and the snapping of a twig caused her head to spin around in the direction of the sound. She gasped loudly and rose to her feet, ignoring the pain in her soles and almost dropped the sword in surprise.

Standing a few feet away from her - were her parents. Sango in her slayer's costume and Miroku standing with his golden ringed staff held firmly in his left hand.

Akane felt her heart leap with relief as she rushed over to them excitedly, completely forgetting about her broken sandals and the constant pulsing of the Tenseiga in her grip. "Mommy! Daddy!" she cried happily as she held out her arms to the two of them, "You found me!"

Just as she was about to reach them, they vanished in front of her very eyes and re-appeared further away from her. She blinked in confusion and ran towards them once again, only for the cycle to repeat itself. "Mommy?" she asked, "Daddy? Why are you running away from me?"

"Come on Akane," Sango smiled mockingly, "you can run faster than that. You have the blood and stamina of a demon slayer in you, remember? Surely a couple of unfit adults like us can't outrun someone as youthful as you."

"Huh?"

"Yeah hurry it up, honey." Miroku smirked, "Daddy's getting rather impatient waiting."

They vanished again and appeared even further back, egging her on and encouraging her to follow. "What?" she muttered in confusion, "How are you both doing that?" When they did not answer, she ran after them again and made the cycle continue. What in the world was wrong with her parents?

Ayumu chuckled darkly to himself as he watched the scene from above, "This child is the most gullible victim so far. She fell right into my little trap without any trouble at all. Kukukuku." Not that he was complaining of course, the quicker she went in the direction she was heading in, the easier it would be for him to get her right where he wanted her, and this little illusion was proving to be very effective indeed.

The throbbing pain in Akane's feet returned as she ran over the gritty snow that nipped at her soles with the iciness of it. She winced in discomfort and yelped as she ran over a patch of sharp stones that dug into her flesh and tore open wounds that leaked a fine red and left a trail of thick, bloody droplets behind her. Whatever her parents were playing at, she would catch up to them eventually and question them on their odd behaviour that was so unlike them. She would get to them even if the merciless ground tore the soles of her feet apart with the desperation of her running.

All of a sudden and completely out of normal, an entire horde of demons burst through the trees and ripped straight through the fake Sango and Miroku, reducing them to dust and heading front on in Akane's direction. She shrieked at how her 'parents' had vanished at contact with the demons and tripped head first over a rock on the ground and landed on her stomach in the path of the hungry demons, she'd never really given much though to how she would die, but being gobbled up by monsters for dinner certainly wasn't how she wanted to go.

"MOMMY DADDY!" she cried, covering her head as she lay it down in the cold snow and shivered violently in fear.

Something fast zipped through all of a sudden and grabbed the little girl in its strong arms before flying out of range of the demons and high into the air. It clutched her form tightly and looked down at her to discover that she had fainted because of the shock of it all. How very pathetic of her. Oh well, she was only a small child after all and this way was much easier to catch her.

"What are you doing Ayumu? My demons were supposed to get her and take her to Komatsu, not you flying in to save the day like a little wannabe hero."

Ayumu shifted his gaze from the little girl in his arms and turned his head to look at whom had addressed him. "Well pardon me for not wanting the live hostage to come to any harm, Naraku." he said coldly, "She's called a live hostage for a reason, you know?"

Naraku scoffed and folded his arms across his chest as he flew in his red protective orb beside Ayumu. He looked over at Akane and frowned, "All we seem to be doing recently is kidnapping children. First the red-headed girls from the other world along with that Hobo boy and now this infant here. Is there a reason behind all of this or does Komatsu just have a thing for young humans?"

"Do not be a fool," Ayumu laughed, "The three from the other world were required for Amaterasu's re-awakening and this child shall make a lovely treat for Kirai, she does love little girls, that demon eel."

"So she is nothing more than a meal?"

"Precisely."

Naraku looked at Akane once again and furrowed his eyebrows. She reminded him of how Hanyuu had been when she had found him in that dark cave back then, so young and innocent, completely oblivious to the pain and suffering that the world was plagued with... and not tied down with useless things such as feelings.

Hanyuu was a fool. She had believed that he was still that idiot human, Onigumo, and chosen to keep her love for him. And just look at where it had gotten her, she was dead now... again. That girl just wouldn't learn, would she? He was not that silly bandit any more. He was a bloodthirsty, killing monster who stopped at nothing to take a life, in fact he rather enjoyed doing it sometimes. How had she been able to overlook all of that just because of some petty little affections he had for him from when she had been Haya? Well none of it mattered now, because she was gone and he had no proper reason for wanting to bring her back. He was not that weak. Onigumo sure... but not him.

"Come on, let's get her to the castle and put her with the other humans." Ayumu snapped as he overtook the demon spectre and flew in the direction of Komatsu's castle.

Naraku frowned again and flew after him, with his demons following close behind and the Saimyōshō buzzing away at his sides. Sure the demon wasps main purpose and function had been to use as a counter against Miroku's wind tunnel, but it was gone now so they were just used as spies for his own convenience.


Slowly, Kagome opened her sticky brown eyes that were glued together with sleep and groaned a long, exhausted sigh. She brought her hands up to her face and rubbed at her eyelids, trying to dig the crustiness out of them and dispose of the awful, gummy feeling that would not go away. She sniffed and pushed the thick futon sheet away from her body, leaving it to sprawl all over the floor in a heap by the bedside as she rolled onto her side, being extra careful to avoid squashing her bloated stomach in the process.

"Kagome,"

The young priestess turned her head slightly and gazed up at Kikyo who was, like usual, sitting beside her with a heap of medicinal herbs in her hold. The older priestess smiled softly down at her and gently brushed a finger across her sweaty brow, slowly moving up to her hairline and tracing the part where the hair met the flesh in a soothing manor - just like she did with sick children and once with Kaede many years ago.

Kagome sighed at Kikyo's finger movements and closed her eyes once again, allowing herself to be lulled to sleep by the gentle singing that Kikyo had just begun to whisper.

"Kagome kagome
The bird in the basket-cage,
When, oh when will it come out?
In the night of dawn,
The crane and turtle slipped,
Who is it in front of behind?"

"Mmmm.." Kagome murmured at the mention of that song again, "So that song was popular even in this time huh?"

"What is the matter? Do you not like Kagome Kagome because it uses your name?" Kikyo asked, still stroking her hair.

"I didn't use to. The other children used to make fun of me because of it." she whispered, "But it sounds nice when you sing it and I think it relaxes the baby." She looked down at her stomach and stroked it lightly. But her expression changed and she shook her head sadly when she remembered Hanyuu's copy's words from before about the unborn child.

*Flashback*

"It was on the night of the new moon wasn't it? Meaning that father was in his human form."

Kagome froze when she finally realized what the imposter of her daughter was trying to tell her. She was human. Inuyasha had been human. Meaning that...

"Meaning that the child is also fully human." the copy finished the words that were stuck on Kagome's tongue.

*End of Flashback*

Kagome burried her head in her futon sheets as the words repeated in her head on a never-ending loop. Had Kikyo heard the shocking truth? She had emerged just after she herself had learned it and she had not mentioned anything about it, so did that mean she was unaware of it? Should she tell her? Would it really matter? If the infant was indeed fully human like the copy had said, would it mean that its life was at risk?

"Kikyo?" she started hesitantly, "Can I... Can I ask you something?"

Interested in what Kagome could possibly want to ask, she nodded slowly, "You may."

She stroked her stomach again and whispered quietly, "You know because of how quickly it's developed? If... Say if... this baby wasn't half demon... and it was fully human..." The words were stuck in her throat as she swallowed the lump and tried to continue, "Would it... would it..."

Kikyo looked down and tried to see Kagome's expression, which was hidden by the futon sheets. "Would it..?" she asked softly.

Kagome clenched her fist, "Would it die?"

Finally understanding the question, Kikyo stopped stroking Kagome's head and went silent. Why was she asking something like this? She was usually so positive. So why was she thinking about something as dark and upsetting as this? "Kagome," she said firmly, "Why do you ask such a thing? Do you.. know something?"

Kagome gasped in panic as she shook her head frantically, "No no no! I was just wondering!" she cried, "Everything is fine!"

Kikyo raised an eyebrow at how the younger priestess' body completely tensed so that she was as still as a statue. "I do not know," she said finally, "but please do not fret over it, for I am sure that all is well. Now rest."

"Okay." she whispered, before closing her eyes and drifting off into a dark and troubled sleep that was plagued with dreams of premature children and death, and of Hanyuu's twisted clone from before. She prayed that she nor anyone else would have to suffer any further, even though her wish probably would not come true.

When she was sure that Kagome was fully asleep, Kikyo carefully rose to her feet and exited the hut into the cloudy outside where thunder was beginning to sound in the distance - a storm must be approaching. 'Fantastic' she groaned inwardly at the thought of being soaked or struck by lightning in a worst case scenario. Now really was not the best time for a thunderstorm.

"Lady Kikyo! Lady Kikyo!"

The priestess turned to see Rin bounding towards her from the heart of the village with a small handful of herbs and spices in her small dainty hands, as she nearly tripped over her thick pink hakama that was embedded with strings and bells that tinkled gently when she ran. She stopped just as she reached the beautiful priestess and smiled sweetly up at her, sorting out her long knotted midnight locks that has been blown out of place by the strong winds that had begun to stir.

Kikyo smiled at the girl before her and helped her de-tangle her lovely silky hair so that it fell softly down her back. Rin's smile widened and she handed the priestess the small heap of greenery that she had been carrying.

"For Kagome," she said sweetly, "to help her get better faster."

"Thank you Rin, I am sure that these will help a lot." she smiled back. 'I hope' she corrected herself in her thoughts as she remembered the worry that had suddenly washed over Kagome's face earlier in their disturbing discussion about prematurity and death. Was everything really okay? Or did she know more than she was letting on?

"RIN! RIN! WAIT FOR ME YOU SILLY GIRL, I HAVE TOLD YOU HALF A DOZEN TIMES ALREADY NOT TO GO RUNNING OFF WITHOUT ME!"

Rin sighed heavily at the high pitched shrill of the demand that echoed almost as loud as the thunder. Both she and Kikyo knew very well who that irritating shriek belonged to, and no doubt he would not be far away.

The short water imp vassal of Sesshomaru came running from where Rin had originally came with his large staff with twin heads held high above his head as he tripped over a tree branch and fell face flat into a pile of mud. Rin bust out laughing at his little accident and threw her head back with her uncontrollable giggles, causing his temper to flare up. He leapt up at once and rushed over to the laughing girl with the voice like the bells on her kimono.

"Stop this bothersome and un-ladylike chortling of yours at once Rin!" he snapped, "And you should not have run off from me either! What would I have told Lord Sesshomaru if you had gotten yourself into a pickle, eh!?"

"Oh hush hush Master Jaken," she giggled, "I'm not a baby, I can take care of myself just fine now!"

The word 'baby' stung at Kikyo's chest as Kagome's worries repeated in her head, she brushed the feeling off at once and decided that this ridiculous, uneasy feeling of hers needed to be put to rest immediately. Actually... although it was a long shot, perhaps Sesshomaru's annoying toad ward would know something about this topic. He was old wasn't he so surely he had to have obtained some knowledge in his years? Maybe he would be able to put a rest to the frightful thoughts that were going through Kikyo's mind, and most likely Kagome's too. She decided to at least ask him.. but not with Rin standing listening for the poor girl would only fret over the matter.

"Imp," Kikyo said firmly, catching the frustrated Jaken's attention as his shifted his round green head up to look at her.

"What do you want, you presumptuous priestess!?" he snapped back, flailing his staff around wildly.

"I wish to speak to you about a rather concerning matter..." she said formally, "... alone."

Jaken blinked at her request and folded his arms in suspicion, "Hmm, very well just make it quick." he said finally.

Kikyo turned to Rin briefly, "Rin, please watch over Kagome in my place."

Rin nodded and balled her fists in determination, "Got it! You can count on Rin!" she exclaimed, before rushing into the hut in which Kagome was sleeping uncomfortably.

The priestess then walked in the direction of the forest and motioned for Jaken to follow, which he did after some careful thinking concerning whether she planned to purify him to a crisp or not. They walked deep into the trees and stopped just beside a frozen stream that was just beginning to thaw out. Jaken tapped his foot impatiently and hit an ice encrusted rock with his staff, cracking it into two and making it roll away.

Kikyo took a deep breath and decided now was the time to ask what was on her mind. She knelt before Jaken so that she was level with him and addressed him firmly. "Tell me imp," she spoke lowly so that no one else would hear, "are you knowledgeable in the field of childbirth?"

He blinked in confusion to her unexpected question, "Ch-ch-ch-childbirth?" he managed to stutter.

"Yes, childbirth." she nodded, "Are you knowledgeable in the field of it or aren't you?"

He scratched his head and pondered. "Well uh, in my many years of service to Lord Sesshomaru I have witnessed many scenes of delivery and have even helped on some occasions. But these were all demonesses birthing heirs to their lands and not weak little humans, so the childbirths will have been much different to what you are most likely wishing to understand." he explained, "Unless you mean half demon children like Inuyasha of course, his birth will have been rather painful for his human mother but not exactly life threatening if that is what you're wondering."

Kikyo's eyes narrowed slightly, "..What about a fully human infant born of one with human herritage and one with demonic?" she asked.

"Fully human? If the child was born of a human and a demon then surely it would be a half demon?"

She paused as she tried to think how to piece her question together without being too obvious as to who she was asking about. "What if... one of the parents was only half demon and the other was human?" she asked, "And the night of reproduction was when the half demon was in the midst of his human cycle? Would the infant be fully human then?"

Finally understanding her question, Jaken clapped his hands together in realization, "Ah yes! The infant would indeed be fully human if that were the case!"

So if Kagome's unborn child was indeed created on the night of the new moon when Inuyasha too was fully human, that would make the child 100% mortal too. But that was impossible. According to Sesshomaru, the child was growing at the rate that a half demon would and would be ready to leave the womb any time soon. But if this was just a plain old human pregnancy, the child should be nowhere near ready to leave yet! If it came out now it was sure to be unhealthy and both its and Kagome's lives would be put in danger.

"If the human child developed at the same rate a half demon would..." she started.

'Would it die?'

Kagome's weak words still echoed in her mind as she tried to finish her sentence. The pure horror and dread in the younger priestess' voice had been clear as crystal.

'Would it die?'

'die'

She swallowed the lump in her throat and regained her regal stance, "Would it die?" she finished, using Kagome's words prior to the event.

"Oh almost certainly," Jaken nodded severely, "It would not have had the proper conditions to grow nor a decent enough amount of time. Death would be almost a certainty.. for both it and possibly the mother too."

Kikyo's eyes widened in horror at his final words. The mother? She rose to her feet instantly and looked back in the direction of the village, with uneasy breath and slightly trembling knees hidden by her scarlet priestess lower garments. 'Kagome' she panicked.

Jaken looked up at her pained expression in confusion, "Er.. it's something the matter priestess? You've gone as white as a sheet all of a sudden!" he cried.

She looked down at him firmly and allowed her mouth to press back into its usual straight line as it covered her clenched teeth. "Do not tell Sesshomaru or anyone else of our conversation, imp. Unless you want to be a pile of cinders that is." she ordered sternly, "Do you understand?"

"Um, yes!" he nodded frantically. The air around her had changed all of a sudden, as had her attitude. For that brief moment, Jaken was very much reminded of his Lord Sesshomaru with her proud stance and demanding tone she had used with him. He could not help but obey her and remain obedient, if he did not want to have his leg purified off that is. She did not seem to be in the mood for empty threats so he kept quiet.

Satisfied with the fact that Jaken would not dare speak of their discussion, she turned and left swiftly for the village where she would find Kagome - hopefully still in fairly decent health.


Rin placed the herbs and spices she had picked in a bowl and laid it down beside Kagome's sleeping form. The priestess stirred a little and murmured something in her sleep before rolling onto her side and drifting back into her slumber.

Rin smiled and leaned back against the wall, closing her own eyes to relax. She wondered just what Kikyo could have wanted to talk to Jaken about without an audience, she had said it was rather concerning too. Was something wrong that she didn't know about? Did it concern Kagome?

The smile on Rin's face faded as she continued to wonder just what was bothering Kikyo so. Could it be that there actually was something wrong with Kagome? Her condition did seem to be worsening and a day did not go by when she was not violently sick at least once, not to mention the disturbing things that Rin had heard the priestess utter silently in her sleep occasionally about prematurity.

Unable to stop herself, Rin found herself scurrying across the floor in her expensive kimono from her Lord Sesshomaru and over to Kagome's side. She gazed down at the young woman as she watched how her dark eyebrows were knitted together and how her mouth twitched in pain every now and then. Was she actually hurting?

She shifted her gaze down to the inflated stomach beneath the futon sheets that acted as a cage to the infant trapped inside. Very gently and trying her best not to wake Kagome, Rin pulled the white sheet down from over her large tummy and opened her priestess upper haori to take a closer look at the apparent swelling.

Kagome's bloated abdomen was covered with hideous shades of blue and green bruises that decorated the roundness of her stomach, and there were large stretch marks drawn across the sides of the large lump. The priestess groaned in her sleep as Rin brushed two fingers across the bruised flesh and felt for any movement inside.

There was a soft humming against her fingertips as she moved her delicate hand over the bump as carefully as she could, avoiding as many bruises as she could in her attempt not to harm Kagome or the unborn child within.

"Human..." Kagome whispered suddenly in her sleep, alarming Rin as she turned her attention to the priestess' pained face.

What had she just said? Human? Why on earth would she come out and say something as random as that in her sleep without a good reason?

"Inuyasha..." she continued softly, her eyelids never lifting as she spoke in her unconscious state, "Hanyuu.."

Kagome's brow suddenly creased tremendously as she let out a truly horrific groan, still in her deep sleep. Rin began to panic at Kagome's unexpected cry as she rubbed her cheek in a soothing manor, trying to calm and silence her. But Kagome's awful noises simply grew louder and more intense and Rin could feel definite stirring against the palm of her hand that was rested on Kagome's stomach, from deep beneath the bruised and bloated skin.

As soon as Rin realised what was happening she grasped Kagome's shoulders and shook her forcefully. "Kagome wake up!" she cried desperately, "You need to wake up now, you can't do this if you're unconscious! Please wake up!"

But no matter how hard Rin shook her, Kagome simply would not awaken and her cries were becoming more and more shrill to her poor ears. The priestess also seemed to be slowly losing control of her body as her right leg extended swiftly and slammed into the bowl of herbs and spices, scattering the plant shoots all over as her foot destroyed the basket they were in originally.

"Stop it Kagome!" Rin cried as she tried to stop her leg from further terrorizing the room, but now it would appear that her arms had joined in as they knocked over a scented pot of burning incense beside the futon, spilling the ashes across the wooden floorboards and stinking up the room of harsh smelling dried rose petals and lavender.

Before Rin knew it, the once white sheets and clean floor were drenched with sweat, thick water and deep red blood that had managed to escape from Kagome's unconscious form. She lay sprawled across the wet blankets that were drenched with her sweat and blood, as well as the water from her womb that had just broken.

"No stop Kago..!" Rin's desperate plea was cut short by Kagome's out of control foot slamming into her face and knocking her into unconsciousness also, as she fell on her back against the spilled incense and herbs, now coated in the priestess' blood.

And there the pair laid in a pool of blood with their sight pitch black and their senses off as Kagome tore holes in the floor and sheets, still trapped in her slumber, as the being inside her demanded to be released from its prison that now lacked its protective water.


Inuyasha restrained from drawing his sword to lunge at Sesshomaru and stopped to sniff the air. He inhaled the air through his nostrils and felt his ears twitch violently. The hairs on the back of his neck and hands had stood up straight, giving him an awful skin-crawling sensation that he was not comfortable with.

He looked across to see that Sesshomaru too was distracted from their practice sparring as his eyes were narrowed much more than usual and his brows were arched down.

"Do you smell that?" Inuyasha asked, "Its the scent of blood.. a lot of it too."

Sesshomaru remained silent. It would appear that Inuyasha did not recognize just whose blood this was that was clouding the air that they breathed, and he did not know if he had it in him to tell the half breed.

"We have to go." Sesshomaru snarled lowly.

Inuyasha blinked at him in confusion. Did he know something that he wasn't telling him? "Sessho.." he started before Sesshomaru's fearsome glare cut him off. It seemed that whatever reasoning behind his behaviour was certainly not good.

Sesshomaru sheathed his sword and took off in the direction of the village immediately, making Inuyasha do the same and scurry after him. His metallic golden eyes narrowed as his pupils dilated in their centres. He could smell Rin along with the poisoning scent of blood and sweat, and a small fraction of the blood was hers.


The weight on Kikyo's chest tightened as she increased her running pace. Her instincts were screaming at her that something was very wrong, and the thunder had begun to clash fiercely only much closer than before this time.

She tripped over a tree branch and fell flat on her stomach, causing her to pant heavily and pull herself up quickly. 'Kagome' was the only name flooding through her mind as she ran on through the overgrown forest and past the Sacred Tree without even passing it so much as a glance.

'I'm coming Kagome' she screamed in her mind, 'Just hold on for a little longer, please!'


Hanyuu stopped walking in the outside courtyard of Komatsu's castle and looked up at the grey clouds in the sky above. The thunder crashed and lightning was visible in the distance over the majestic hills.

The serving demoness, Ai, peeked behind her and saw that the girl had stopped dead in her tracks to apparently admire the weather? She was indeed strange. "Come Hanyuu," she smiled, "The Lord will return from his travels soon and he will wish to see you as soon as possible."

But Hanyuu did not hear her voice for she was lost in her thoughts. A feeling of pure angst and dread had suddenly washed over her, but it wasn't because she was soon to see Komatsu. Her chest ached and her throat had gone dry for some reason.

The tiny wolf cub at her feet that had follwed her to the castle rubbed against her leg affectionately, trying its best to calm the half demon girl it was so smitten with.

And then.. came the rain.

Thick heavy droplets from the dark clouds overhead that drenched Hanyuu in a cloak of aqua. Her usually so gentle honey eyes narrowed and her brows knitted together, straining her face and turning her ever ever so sweet expression to one that was much more sour. She growled quietly under her breath.

Something was very very wrong.


Well snap. This isn't good is it? Poor Kagome! What do you think is going to happen to her? And Rin too! Owch, getting kicked in the face sure must have been painful if it was powerful enough to knock her out! And will Inuyasha and the others reach her in time? Find out in the next chapter ;)

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