--Ugh. So pissed at many different things. My mom, my doctor, my dad, my brother…etc..

Though, that Death Note episode was so good last night. BUT: The one where L throws his hands up in the air and starts screaming was the best part so far XD. Rofl.

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Chapter 14: Kitchen Knives Part 1

InuYasha turned around and headed for Sango and Miroku's house. He knew Miroku wasn't home, but Sango was. He would force her to hear his story.

Crossing the street, the large house suddenly seemed intimidating. He felt a twinge in the pit of his stomach, but knew he had to ignore the fear and trudge on. But why? Why was he going to put himself in front of a fire? Surely Kagome had already talked with Sango and given her the wrong ideas. But that's just it, he thought, I'm doing this to make Kagome believe I still love her.

He realized he was at the front door when it opened to reveal a red faced Sango.

"Listen to me!" he shouted the same time she shouted, "Get off my property!"

"Why should I?" she snapped.

"Because Kagome is wrong!" He shouted, feeling his face heat up in anger. He needed this straightened. He had lived without his wife for long enough.

Sango's expression got angrier.

"You just got off the phone with her, right?"

Her face softened drastically, then turned red with anger, but it stayed soft. "How'd you know that?" she muttered.

He ran a hand through his extremely short silver hair and sighed. "I know her. But you have to listen to me on this one. She's wrong. I still love her."

"No you don't," she yelled, her former mask of anger returning as she started to slam the door.

InuYasha stuck his foot in between the door and the frame, propping it open.

"After I was in the accident, I was in a coma. I woke up with amnesia!" he shouted, grabbing her attention.

She opened the door. "What?! You expect me to believe that load of crap?!"

"No!" he said quieter, yet still extremely angry that she didn't get it. "I just want you to listen. Because I know that you'll tell her my story."

"I learned years ago to not even say your name in a conversation unless she says it first," she hissed, stepping away from the door, allowing him inside the house.

Once they were in the kitchen, Sango headed for the coffee, quietly asking if he wanted any. He denied and sat down on a stool at the kitchen island, placing his head in his folded arms on the cool countertop. He sighed.

Once heard the light clatter of her cup being placed on the marble he knew she was going to lecture him.

"So," she said quietly. "You're okay now?"

He looked up, shifting so that his chin rested on his folded arms. "What do you mean?"

"They had said on the news back then that everyone in hat accident was dead. You must have been severely hurt for them to say that.

He shook his head. "They didn't even know we were there at that point. From what the doctors and nurses had told me, I pieced it together.

"I was separated from the plane somehow when it crashed, and was buried in the debris. I was only with one other person, Tika. They found me a few days later when they were clearing it away, but our survival never made the press, which the doctors were thankful for because they didn't think we were going to make it."

His voice had grown quiet as his mind became entangled in the many memories. Both were quiet as Sango took it in.

"So why didn't you call? Why didn't you contact or something when you could?"

He slowly shook his head. "I had amnesia. After the crash, I was in a coma for two years. Once I woke up, I had amnesia for years after that. I had established a new life elsewhere.

"When I proposed to her last year, that's when the flashbacks started. The first one I had was when I first saw Kagome in Miroku's car. Tika was sitting in the back of my car in the same position. They started slow. Once a month maybe, but they began to progress and come faster. Now I have them nearly everyday. I still don't remember everything."

"Miroku told me that Tika had a dream that you proposed to her…" Sango eyed him suspiciously.

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Gosh. I just kept writing and writing..I have the next two chapters written! A three-part chapter! So you get previews!!

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Kitchen Knives Part 2:

(These are just little clips from different parts of the chapter, they are in chronological order, but do not fit together. There are things in between each line)

'---"YOU GOT DRUNK?!" Sango screamed, throwing the paper at his face.---'

'---She took a deep breath and clutched the counter for support as she braced herself for the next question. "Do you love Tika?"

---InuYasha slipped the receipt into his pocket and stood up, walking around the counter island. Pushing himself in between Sango and the drawer, he forced her to lean against --the kitchen sink.

---"InuYasha?" she asked worriedly. "Answer the question."

---"I…I…." he couldn't force it out so he rephrased---'