Chapter 13: Just One
Kirara fell to her knees and kneeled before Kagome's body she was critically burnt by the Shouki, her shoulder was run through and she was bleeding badly from the wound. She moaned in pain as her breathing was sallow. Kirara's eyes where filled with tears as she whispered, "Kagome . . . please don't . . .die."
"I-Inu-Yasha." Kagome called out as Kirara stared down at her, Inu-Yasha was at her side He cradled her into his arms as she gasped in pain, she reached up with a burnt and bleeding hand, "A Kugutsu, his coming. . . I can feel his aura . . ." she weakly laid her hand upon the side of his face as he covered her hand with his own and leaned into her hold.
"Kagome, you idiot, why did you go an have to do that?" he said gently as she only smiled, "For you silly-" she turns her head to look at Kirara, "- hey, take care of him . . .he can be a jerk . . . yeah know." She muttered as she closed her eyes and took a deep shuddering breath.
"I love you . . . Inu-Yasha." She said as her smile faded away and her eyes slide shut as her body went limp in his arms. "K-Kagome? Kagome . . . KAGOME!" he yelled as tears streamed down his face
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Kaede exited her hut as she gazed at the saddened group of companions, their faces where pale as snow and their eyes red rimmed, Shippo had fallen asleep in Sango's lap from his crying. Kaede sighed and placed her hands behind her back as Inu-Yasha looked up at the old priestess.
"She is alive but badly burnt and injured, her powers are dried up as ye would say. She will need rest and not be allowed to move about." Kaede said, breaking the eerie silence as she noticed Kirara was not around. "Where be Kirara?" she asked as Sango stood up with the young sleeping kitsune in her arms. "I-I don't know." Sango strutted out as she walked up to the hut.
She turned to look at the monk who was now by her side, one hand upon her shoulder, the two then walked into the hut to check on their friend. Kaede looked at Inu-Yasha with worry. "Why don't ye go and find her, Kagome is not yet awake." She said as Inu-Yasha nodded slightly. He did not want to leave her alone, but he had to find Kirara.
Miroku, Sango and the sleeping Shippo entered the hut and looked to the upper right corner of the small hut to see their beloved friend on a mat with a white kimono top on her. She had a thick layer of bandages about her arms and they should see part of a long bandage about her shoulder which no doubt covered her chest as well.
Another one was around her head a few small bandages on the side of her face, though they could not see her legs and lower torso they where sure it was bandaged was well. Miroku stayed by the door as his lover walked to the raven haired girl.
Sango kneeled down beside her unconscious friend and laid the little kitsune beside her hip. She then reached out and gently brushed a strand of rouge hair from her face. "Kagome, why must you be so kind?" she asked and felt warm tears come down her pale face. She watched her best friend breath slowly, in and out, in and out.
Sango then smiled sadly as she looked away and towards Shippo who now was sleeping in a ball, his puffy tail wrapped around him like a blanket. "You'll be fine, just like always. Ready to kick some youkai-ass and then some." She frowned, "Don't worry, well get Naraku for this." She said as she heard the monk's staff rattle as he walked towards her.
"Sango, we must allow her to rest and not wake her up." He said gently as he helped Sango to her feet and she looked up into his eyes, the pair of dark blue eyes that held sorrow and understanding in them. He looked down upon the miko, "Before you know it, she'll be up and hitting me in the head with you." He grinned as the two turned and went out of the hut, leaving Shippo with his adoptive mother.
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Kiara kneeled before a small running stream of cool water, her hair still a mess, her kimono tarred and her eyes full of confusion and sorrow. Her two cream colored tails sat curled at her side. She gazed at herself within the pool of water, staring. Staring at her true self and the mark upon her head.
The spider upon her forehead . . .
The mark of Naraku. . .
"I'm so selfish!" she cried out and struck the water with her clawed hand, causing a great splash and large ripples to disfigure her reflection. "I'm such a fool! A kitten!" she cried out in frustration as she closed her eyes tightly to keep the tears from coming, but it was all in vain! For her tears came out like a river, she dug her clawed hands into the moist earth and let her hair fall over her face to cover her shame, her pride, selfishness, anger and most of all, fear.
Fear because of her desire to be with the one she loved; fear because all of this almost killed her dear friend! The friend she said she would kill but could not! "So innocent, so kind, so damn considerate! She puts her self-last unlike me who wants to be first! Am I so venomous to not see the foreshadow of my preference?! Deceitful, betrayer . . .murder! That is all I am!" she yelled as she broke down in spirit.
"The trust, the loyalty to my friend is gone! They all know my deceit and my transgression!" she cried as she slammed her fist into the earth and as she did, she gazed at the item that fell from the sleeve of her kimono.
The dagger . . . the dagger she had threaten the miko's life with. The dagger that shined with defiance, betrayal, forsaken passion . . . and
. . . freedom.
Freedom from her crimes and the balance of the weight she feels. She picked up the weapon as the sun light reflected off it's treacherous and all might edge of death. Just one thrust and all the pain would be over. Just one thrust for freedom, just one thrust to end the measure of weight.
Just one . . .
Just one thrust . . .
And all would be right.
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Inu-Yasha walked through the forest; his feet never disturbed the twigs and the creatures beneath his bare feet. The birds seemed to have frozen to their spots and their voices gone, as they too felt the sadness and tension of the twisted games of fate. The sun shone through rays of light, from the canopy above. He was following the neko, Kirara's scent, it was so sad, so confused and guilty with sin that it weighed the atmosphere so heavily that the trees seemed to weep as the wind blow their thick limbs about.
He could hear the sound of trickling water, the sound of the stream flowing over the rocky sand. He could smell the salt water of tears and the fear, the tension, the anxiety of loneliness. . .
. . . all the demons in the world and beyond the grave could not suddenly stop this hanyou as he suddenly became overwhelmed with unknowing fear as a feeling from deep within himself told him to move with speed.
He in fact moved with such a great speed he never noticed the pair of sad red-orange eyes staring at him with pleading words to let it all end, to let it all end with just on thrust.
Just one thrust . . .
Just one little thrust. . .
And it all would be over. . .
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*runs away in fear * DON'T HURT ME!
Readers: MORE CLIFF HANGERS!!!! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
*runs with great speed in fear of my life. * If you kill me I can't write the next chapter!! *cries as I am being chased * I want my mmmmmoooommmmmyyyyyy!!!!
Kirara fell to her knees and kneeled before Kagome's body she was critically burnt by the Shouki, her shoulder was run through and she was bleeding badly from the wound. She moaned in pain as her breathing was sallow. Kirara's eyes where filled with tears as she whispered, "Kagome . . . please don't . . .die."
"I-Inu-Yasha." Kagome called out as Kirara stared down at her, Inu-Yasha was at her side He cradled her into his arms as she gasped in pain, she reached up with a burnt and bleeding hand, "A Kugutsu, his coming. . . I can feel his aura . . ." she weakly laid her hand upon the side of his face as he covered her hand with his own and leaned into her hold.
"Kagome, you idiot, why did you go an have to do that?" he said gently as she only smiled, "For you silly-" she turns her head to look at Kirara, "- hey, take care of him . . .he can be a jerk . . . yeah know." She muttered as she closed her eyes and took a deep shuddering breath.
"I love you . . . Inu-Yasha." She said as her smile faded away and her eyes slide shut as her body went limp in his arms. "K-Kagome? Kagome . . . KAGOME!" he yelled as tears streamed down his face
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Kaede exited her hut as she gazed at the saddened group of companions, their faces where pale as snow and their eyes red rimmed, Shippo had fallen asleep in Sango's lap from his crying. Kaede sighed and placed her hands behind her back as Inu-Yasha looked up at the old priestess.
"She is alive but badly burnt and injured, her powers are dried up as ye would say. She will need rest and not be allowed to move about." Kaede said, breaking the eerie silence as she noticed Kirara was not around. "Where be Kirara?" she asked as Sango stood up with the young sleeping kitsune in her arms. "I-I don't know." Sango strutted out as she walked up to the hut.
She turned to look at the monk who was now by her side, one hand upon her shoulder, the two then walked into the hut to check on their friend. Kaede looked at Inu-Yasha with worry. "Why don't ye go and find her, Kagome is not yet awake." She said as Inu-Yasha nodded slightly. He did not want to leave her alone, but he had to find Kirara.
Miroku, Sango and the sleeping Shippo entered the hut and looked to the upper right corner of the small hut to see their beloved friend on a mat with a white kimono top on her. She had a thick layer of bandages about her arms and they should see part of a long bandage about her shoulder which no doubt covered her chest as well.
Another one was around her head a few small bandages on the side of her face, though they could not see her legs and lower torso they where sure it was bandaged was well. Miroku stayed by the door as his lover walked to the raven haired girl.
Sango kneeled down beside her unconscious friend and laid the little kitsune beside her hip. She then reached out and gently brushed a strand of rouge hair from her face. "Kagome, why must you be so kind?" she asked and felt warm tears come down her pale face. She watched her best friend breath slowly, in and out, in and out.
Sango then smiled sadly as she looked away and towards Shippo who now was sleeping in a ball, his puffy tail wrapped around him like a blanket. "You'll be fine, just like always. Ready to kick some youkai-ass and then some." She frowned, "Don't worry, well get Naraku for this." She said as she heard the monk's staff rattle as he walked towards her.
"Sango, we must allow her to rest and not wake her up." He said gently as he helped Sango to her feet and she looked up into his eyes, the pair of dark blue eyes that held sorrow and understanding in them. He looked down upon the miko, "Before you know it, she'll be up and hitting me in the head with you." He grinned as the two turned and went out of the hut, leaving Shippo with his adoptive mother.
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Kiara kneeled before a small running stream of cool water, her hair still a mess, her kimono tarred and her eyes full of confusion and sorrow. Her two cream colored tails sat curled at her side. She gazed at herself within the pool of water, staring. Staring at her true self and the mark upon her head.
The spider upon her forehead . . .
The mark of Naraku. . .
"I'm so selfish!" she cried out and struck the water with her clawed hand, causing a great splash and large ripples to disfigure her reflection. "I'm such a fool! A kitten!" she cried out in frustration as she closed her eyes tightly to keep the tears from coming, but it was all in vain! For her tears came out like a river, she dug her clawed hands into the moist earth and let her hair fall over her face to cover her shame, her pride, selfishness, anger and most of all, fear.
Fear because of her desire to be with the one she loved; fear because all of this almost killed her dear friend! The friend she said she would kill but could not! "So innocent, so kind, so damn considerate! She puts her self-last unlike me who wants to be first! Am I so venomous to not see the foreshadow of my preference?! Deceitful, betrayer . . .murder! That is all I am!" she yelled as she broke down in spirit.
"The trust, the loyalty to my friend is gone! They all know my deceit and my transgression!" she cried as she slammed her fist into the earth and as she did, she gazed at the item that fell from the sleeve of her kimono.
The dagger . . . the dagger she had threaten the miko's life with. The dagger that shined with defiance, betrayal, forsaken passion . . . and
. . . freedom.
Freedom from her crimes and the balance of the weight she feels. She picked up the weapon as the sun light reflected off it's treacherous and all might edge of death. Just one thrust and all the pain would be over. Just one thrust for freedom, just one thrust to end the measure of weight.
Just one . . .
Just one thrust . . .
And all would be right.
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Inu-Yasha walked through the forest; his feet never disturbed the twigs and the creatures beneath his bare feet. The birds seemed to have frozen to their spots and their voices gone, as they too felt the sadness and tension of the twisted games of fate. The sun shone through rays of light, from the canopy above. He was following the neko, Kirara's scent, it was so sad, so confused and guilty with sin that it weighed the atmosphere so heavily that the trees seemed to weep as the wind blow their thick limbs about.
He could hear the sound of trickling water, the sound of the stream flowing over the rocky sand. He could smell the salt water of tears and the fear, the tension, the anxiety of loneliness. . .
. . . all the demons in the world and beyond the grave could not suddenly stop this hanyou as he suddenly became overwhelmed with unknowing fear as a feeling from deep within himself told him to move with speed.
He in fact moved with such a great speed he never noticed the pair of sad red-orange eyes staring at him with pleading words to let it all end, to let it all end with just on thrust.
Just one thrust . . .
Just one little thrust. . .
And it all would be over. . .
* * * * * *
*runs away in fear * DON'T HURT ME!
Readers: MORE CLIFF HANGERS!!!! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
*runs with great speed in fear of my life. * If you kill me I can't write the next chapter!! *cries as I am being chased * I want my mmmmmoooommmmmyyyyyy!!!!