Disclaimer: Kagome and her feudal friends are not mine. But they're fun to play with!

A/N: Inuyasha is coming to a close… how depressing. I love the characters very much- Takashi can't just end it! So anyway, here's a little story. It might be a bit inaccurate as far as the storyline is concerned. Oh well.

Silver Beauty

Chapter One- Tangled into Hopelessness

The evening twilight was slowly approaching. Soft clouds of pink and purple created a lovely background for the sun, which was sinking quietly beneath the friendly horizon… Kagome gazed at it pleasantly, marveling at its indescribable beauty. It was difficult to come across such a scene back at home.

She sighed and ran her hands down the smooth side of the pink, glowing shard. It was nearing its completion, something that she took delight in, but at the same time, was something that dropped on her heart, a heavy bundle of immense sadness. She glanced at Inuyasha in hidden confusion, hoping to find in his face, his true feelings for her. She sighed a second time, making Inuyasha turn, only to see her rising and leaving him by himself. "Kagome," he called to her as she left. She turned her head slightly to listen to him, wondering if he had read her thoughts.

"You idiot, you still can't shoot that thing properly. Maybe you should get some pro to teach you how to use that thing right," he said with an aggravated look, pointing at her bow and arrows. He then fell into a fit of laughter as he attempted to mimic her shooting arrows, his right fist pounding hard on the grass.

Kagome raised her right brow and placed her hands to her hips. "Oh, is that so? Osuwari!" she commanded, irritated at the rude comment. Immediately, the light necklace around his neck became the weight of a massive elephant; it was so incredibly cumbersome that his face kissed the grassy earth. Kagome chuckled silently to herself, ignoring the vociferous words of profanity that leaped out of his mouth. She instead walked toward Sango's sitting figure.

Sango appeared to be occupied in her own thoughts as her fingers carefully polished her enormous, deadly boomerang. Kagome's footsteps entered into her thoughts and trudged on them, snapping her out of her evening trance. Kagome settled on the fallen log, which Sango was sitting on, and listened to the sound of the boomerang sword being gently polished. She began speaking, delving in random topics…as long as she didn't fall into the habitual musings of her despondent future with Inuyasha. "Ne, Sango-chan, has Miroku apologized to you yet?" she asked curiously, utterly forgetting the fact that it was a sensitive topic to Sango. The barrier of jealousy had constructed itself once again between him and Sango that morning when she caught him flirting with another hime. This hime, however, possessed an incredible face of feminine beauty. Sango's was, conversely, a beauty but a rugged one. Kagome suggested the idea of competition for Miroku, which Sango dismissed with alacrity, for she thought it immature and pointless.

Sango's face became warm with embarrassment and paused from her work. She stared at the fire that crackled furiously before the both of them, and leaned close to the flat side of her boomerang sword, closing her eyes as she did so. "Kagome-chan. Frankly, I don't know what we are to each other anymore. He seemed to have subtly proclaimed his love for me that one time when he asked me to live with him and bear his children, but he still continues to pursue other women. He's so ambiguous," she said quietly. The agony she was suffering seemed to inject itself in her wambly voice.

Kagome pulled her knees close, hugging them tightly. She looked at Sango with sympathy, knowing that she was undergoing an unpleasant duplicate of the situation with Inuyasha. "I'm sorry, Sango-chan. I know I haven't been much help to you lately. I don't think you should be discouraged though. I believe that Miroku deeply cares for you."

Sango opened her eyes a bit upon hearing that, and she replied under her breath, "I've been hearing that so much that I no longer want to believe it." Her companion got up and protested to her friend's statement.

"Sango-chan. You shouldn't be incredulous just because he makes no indication of his affection for you! I know I haven't yielded just yet," Kagome cried, but in a careful tone, so that what she was saying won't make her sink further into the sea of depression. Sango straightened up, her words of encouragement finally taking effect. She gave Kagome a tiny smile.

"You're right. I shouldn't. That lecher! He's bringing me down."

Kagome laughed at her sudden burst of energy. She patted Sango's back gently, as a friendly gesture of solace. "That's exactly right…" she said to her. Inuyasha then emerged from the dark bushes.

A crescent moon towered above their heads, flooding everything in sight with a cold white light. Pale leaves rustled to the breeze that flew gently past them. The only sounds that could be heard were the crickets, contrasting greatly with the popping noise that came from the crackling fire.

"Did Miroku find us a place or are we sticking around in this smelly area?" he asked, glaring particularly at the woman who constantly victimized him with her favorite word. He frowned at her childishly. Kiyone glared back at him with an irate face, transforming inwardly like a child as well. She then noticed that his silver-hair looked more tangled than ever today.

"Hoshi-sama might not come back for the night, but I'll wait for his return nevertheless. Surely he has a conscience that would remind him that while he is sleeping on a lovely straw bed, we're here tossing and turning our backs on sharp stones!" Sango answered, fury burning in her eyes. She resumed her nightly task, no longer polishing but scrubbing it angrily while mumbling things under her breath. "…bear his kids, hah… that lecher.. damn…"

Kagome moved away from her, a bit afraid of the evil spell that possessed her friend. "Inuyasha, we should probably leave her alone… she's kinda' scaring me," she said, pushing him forward hastily. But he flopped down near her, crossing his arms perversely. Kagome stared at him in disbelief. She looked fearfully at the dark wooded area that surrounded them and she sat down as well. "On second thought it's better to stay here."

"Heh, scared, huh?" teased the dog turd. Kagome averted her eyes to him and they fall yet again on his messy silver hair. It seemed to bother her immensely when she saw it like so. Rummaging her backpack, she felt for a flat but spiky item. Driven by excitement, she found it rather quickly. Her favorite silver comb. She crawled to Inuyasha and ran it through his tangled hair quickly, not giving him sufficient time to react to her spontaneous acts. Instantly it got stuck, and she pulled it further down with all her might. Her eyes were large with amusement. Inuyasha yelped painfully as she yanked his hair to her and he fell backwards on her.

Inuyasha jolted up, the comb stuck on his hair. "Kagome, you nuts all of a sudden? What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I just wanted to comb it, it's so badly kept today," she replied defensively. He shook his head and sat back down.

"Whatever," he spat crudely. His response seemed to indicate permission, so she continued. Inuyasha allowed her to do so, remaining unusually quiet. In reality, he was enjoying it tremendously. It was like someone gently patting a dog. He growled softly under her feathery strokes and Sleep successfully drew him to its soft mattress of dreams.

NO, that's not all there is in this story! This is one of my more 'lazier' fics since I wanted to take a break from my other story, and I can't exactly manipulate the characters. Tell me what you think. REVIEW, pleeeease? Will update in 4-6 days, as usual. Btw, you probably already know but Miroku indeed asked Sango to bear his children- FINALLY.