I Forgot to Tell You: One More Chance

By Seabreeze

A/N: So the journey begins. Or. . . is it. . . re-begins? Eh, anyway. Kagome and Inuyasha go looking for the shard. Inuyasha is still unnecessarily rude and angry. Don't you think Kagome has more of a right to be rude and angry? Yeah. I thought so too.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha and "Post Script" belongs to Finch.

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Inuyasha stormed out of the little home, expecting me to follow. That jerk. I hugged Sango and Miroku goodbye (Sango quickly shoved some food, a bedroll, and clean underwear into my backpack) and kissed Kirara. I hadn't seen Shippo in a while, but apparently Inuyasha didn't care to see him. Which really makes me mad, because Shippo is completely innocent of anything. He doesn't deserve Inuyasha's anger.

Eventually I followed him out, and when I got there he yelled at me for taking so long.

"What took you so long?!? We have to get this over with as quickly as possibly!!" he snapped. I just glared at him.

"You can't expect me to pick up and leave like that!" I said. It almost felt like we were bickering like we always had, but there was tension there now.

We started off in some undetermined direction. We really had no clue where this stupid little chip was, so random was our compass. Inuyasha said nothing and fumed for the entire first day, and when we found our first campsite, I decided to ask him about it.

"What's on your mind, Inuyasha? You've been quiet the whole day." I said, trying to sound friendly.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE THEY THINKING, SHOVING ME WITH YOU AGAIN?!?!?!?!?!" he burst out. I was shocked. It really, really hurt, but he wouldn't know that.

"Wow, Inuyasha. Don't be so subtle, come right out and just say how you feel." I said nonchalantly, as if I really couldn't care less how he felt about me. He seemed to soften completely, looking almost pitiful.

"Kagome- that's not what I meant." He said sadly. "So. . . how is Souta doing?" he was trying to salvage the conversation. Bad move. I blinked at him, and then looked away.

"I wouldn't know."

"What? What do you mean, 'you wouldn't know'?" he asked. He didn't know? I was shocked again.

"The well closed off, Inuyasha." I said. He stared at me.

"'Closed off'? But. . . that's not possible. . . why?" he asked. I shrugged and began unfolding my bedroll.

"I don't know. But I can't use it anymore. I've tried. I guess now that Naraku is gone, it doesn't need to be used anymore." I tried desperately not to think of Souta or my mother or Grandpa.

"Kagome. . ." he began softly, but I cut him off.

"I don't want your pity, Inuyasha." I said bluntly. I crawled in my bedroll and turned so that my back was to him. After a moment, he moved and leaned against the tree I was lying beneath.

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When I woke up the next morning, the grass beside my head was dewy. I love morning dew, it's so cool and refreshing. I heard sizzling sounds behind me, and turned to see Inuyasha had rekindled the fire and was attempting to cook. He saw me looking.

"I. . . wanted to cook breakfast." He said gruffly, as if this was some new manly hobby. I shrugged out of my bedroll and sat on top of it.

"What've you got on there?" I asked, yawning.

"Rabbit," he said, indicating the animal roasting on the stick above the fire. A rabbit for breakfast. 'But Trix are for kids!' My sleepy mind thought slap-happily.

"How are Sango and Miroku and Shippo?" Inuyasha asked, surprising me out of my American breakfast food state.

"You miss them?" I asked, suppressing a grin.

"Feh."

"They're wonderful. Miroku and Sango have established quite the household for the rest of us." I said. Inuyasha glanced at me.

"Miroku and Sango. . .?" he asked. I nodded, and I saw him try hard not to smile. We ate in silence, and packed up in about 3 minutes.

As we walked on, I kept felting something nag at the back of my mind. It was almost as if I were sensing a shard, but I was definitely not. It was similar to sensing a shard, but not the same as. After a few hours, I began to see that something was bothering Inuyasha as well.

"Um, Inuyasha?" I asked. "Do you sense something?" he looked at me quizically.

"I didn't want to say anything, but I feel a demon's presence nearing us as we speak." He stood on his toes and lifted his nose to the air, sniffing. "Now I can smell it, too."

"How close, do you think?" I asked somewhat nervously. Inuyasha glanced at me. He seemed to do that a lot, not wanting his eyes to rest on me for too long.

"I'd say about a few hours off. If we pick up speed, maybe more." We both began walking quicker, avoiding the obvious idea that I could ride on his back and he would get us away from whatever it was in a second.

After an hour and a half went by, Inuyasha was edgy.

"I'm not liking this, Kagome. It's moving fast, and it's headed right at us. I'm pretty sure it was following us all along. Go run into the woods as far as you can. After it passes, I'll come get you." He said all this while scanning the horizon for some hideous youkai, and I nodded. I ran off into the woods, as he had told me, and he was out of my sight after 10 minutes.

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I wish it didn't hurt, hurt like this

to say these things to you

I'll sacrifice one moment for one truth

If we get through tomorrow then we'll be fine

We'll wait for forever and see how close we get

It's just another day,

One more chance to get this right

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