I'm writing this one now, cause I was bad and waited so long.  That, and I know the last chapter was confusing.  I'm good at that.  I never truly mean to confuse people, it just happens, cause I like making my fics complicated and thick.  It's fun^.^  I've been playing FF6 a lot.  I played it all Sunday!  It was fun!  I love that game!

And the whole Yoka and Shiro thing will tie in eventually.  Anyone wanna take a guess as to what or who they were.  It'll all make sense later, though.  I promise^.^

Well, onward!

Disclaimer:  Still broke.  Yup.  Broke, broke, broke, and nothing but broke.  And in debt…I guess…Yeah, still in debt.  Have any of you heard of the song "Say Yeah!  Motto Miracle night."  I think that's the title.  It's by Morning Musume.  I love that song!  It's so fun^.^  Uh…anyway, I don't own Inuyasha.

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*If fate has written it as such, so shall it be.  There is no escape from fate.  Fate is like reality.  You can't truly escape it.  You can pretend, but in the end, it just pulls you back.  You realize just how harsh it all truly is.  Sometimes things are shown to us for reasons we can't understand.  Reality.  But there is a way to escape reality, or at least change it.  Virtual reality, the reality that isn't real.  Destiny is the escape.  Destiny is the virtual reality, just as fate is the reality.  But there are people who believe that fate has to happen exactly as it is written.  But pencils have erasers.  What is written can be changed.  Nothing is forever and nothing is certain.  But fate is always certain, right?  So then what truly is written?  Could it be destiny?  And if fate is always certain, then what about a slip in fate?  Are they just assumptions, or can they truly happen?  Is fate itself unstable?  If so, then what can we depend on?*

Inuyasha, Sango, Kagome, and Shippo stood outside of the small hut they had found.  They were all facing the forested road and in front of them was Siria, who was also facing the trail.  She turned around to look at them, an emotionless expression on her face, but her eyes held a certain pain to them, well, her visible eye.  The other one was always full of hate and pain; she couldn't help it.  The eye of the bachiatari, the eye of the cursed, the eye of the forlorn.  It was all that and more.  It was like a shadow that followed her, and she would never see the light of the morning sun.

"I guess I'll be going now," she said to the group.  There was a mix of emotions within the Inuyasha-tachi.

"Good, leave," sneered Inuyasha.  Kagome just glared at him.

"I want to thank you for helping me," said Siria, "but I know that some of you aren't willing to accept my thanks.  In fact, I'm sure some of you would have rather left me.  But even so, I am thankful.  However, know this.  Even though you helped me, the next time we meet, I won't hold back.  I can't disobey my danna.  I'll finish you off next time, so don't go easy on me, because I won't return the kindness."  She bowed her head before continuing.  "The next time we meet," she raised her head, "we'll be enemies."  There was an edge to her voice, yet sorrow was present as well.  In fact, every time she spoke, there was a small twinge of pain in her voice, but it was undetectable most of the time.

"We understand," answered Kagome.  The miko had a solemn look in her eyes, but she smiled anyway.  Kagome, always the optimist.  Shippo looked slightly nervous.  He still wasn't comfortable around Siria.  He stood near Kagome, his eyes never once straying from the crimson haired girl in front of them.  Sango's expression was much like Inuyasha's.  Siria knew there was no way Sango would forgive her.  Inuyasha wouldn't either.  She couldn't blame them for the glares she was getting.  It was brought on by herself.  Siria just shook her head and then looked up to meet Kagome's gaze.

"Sayonara," she said.  It was such a simple word, but it meant so much.  She felt as if she should have said something more, but there was nothing else to say.  Yume had told her once that words shouldn't be said unless they're important, but even then, people didn't really need words.  Yume's words were only slightly true.  People had to speak in some way.  Words were important, whether spoken, written, or signed.  Siria simply shook her head again and turned around.  She began walking down the road at a steady pace, not wanting to turn around.  She didn't wan to see them anymore.  They were making her do too much thinking.

"Sayonara Siria-san!" called Kagome.  She was waving until Siria completely disappeared into the forest.  Sango and Shippo had walked back to the hut, leaving Kagome and Inuyasha standing on the road.

"Kagome," started Inuyasha.

"Nani?"

"I don't understand you.  She tried to kill us and you helped her.  We should have just left her there to die."

"Inuyasha, she helped us."

"She also caused the problem."

"Even so…I think it was the right thing.  Siria-san has such a strange aura."

"Aura?"

"Yeah.  She seems…so weak yet so strong.  Her eyes are sad…well, her eye…but that's beside the point.  Come on."  Kagome turned around and started walking away.

"O-oi.  Matte," said Inuyasha, who ran after her.  She was heading off into the other side of the forest for a walk, with Inuysaha following her.

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Sango was sitting in the hut, staring at the houshi who was lying on the ground, in a deep and uneasy sleep.  She just watched him, not knowing what to do.

"Sango-sama," said Yume.  Sango's head shot up and she looked around.

"N-nani?" she asked the walls.  'I could have swore I heard Yume's voice…'

"Hello, Sango-sama."

"Yume?"

"Hai."

"What are you doing here?  I'm not asleep right now."

"I know.  I can talk to you like this as well.  I know there's something you want to ask me about."

"Hai."  She looked over Miroku once more.  "Can I see into his dreams?"

"What for?"

"I was able to before when I touched him that night.  I want to do it again."  Miroku was moving around a lot and moaning in pain as well.  He was also breathing heavily.  "He's in pain.  I want to know what he's dreaming about."

"Then reach out and touch him."  Sango reached out her arm and touched her shoulder.  The room quickly vanished and she saw a dark field.  The winds were howling around her, going in all different directions, but all pulling back into one source.  She heard Miroku cry out.  She looked around and then her eyes landed on him, standing in the center of the field.  The Kazaana was open and the rosary was gone.  Sango watched in horror as the winds got even stronger and as his arm began to disappear because of the curse her carried.  He looked her way and his eyes became even wider with fear.

"No, Sango!  Get away!" he cried out.  "You'll die if you don't!"

"Houshi-sama…"

"Get away!  I don't want you to have to watch this."  His eyes were so full of pain and regret that it hurt her to look at him like that.  "You shouldn't have to watch.  I never wanted you to have to see me die.  Not like this."  The Kazaana moved up his arms, both now being pulled in.  "Nigate," he said quietly.  "Onegai," he added.

"Iya, Houshi-sama.  I won't leave you!"

"Onegai!  Nigate, before you die.  I couldn't live with myself if I were to kill you too.  Sango.  I want you to live."  He closed his eyes and then opened them, a sad smile playing on his face, but his eyes were showing the emotions he really felt.  Words couldn't describe what he was feeling.  It was an emotion that was never given a name, for it was too difficult to understand.  There was just too much pain.  "Gomen nasai, Sango.  Be safe, my love."  And with that, the Kazaana made one final leap and devoured him.  There was a flash of light and an explosion following, leaving behind a crater.  The scene suddenly zoomed out and was replaced by the inside of the hut Sango had been in.  She was breathing hard and had her hand on her chest, near her heart.  It hurt so much to watch that and there was a twisting pain in her chest.

"How horrible," she said.

"Sango-sama, daijoubu ka?"

"D-daijoubu."

"I'm afraid I must leave now, Sango-sama.  Sayonara."

"S-sayonara, Yume."  Suddenly, Miroku shifted and his eyes slowly opened.  He sat up slowly and looked over to Sango, who was sitting next to him.  She put on a warm smile.

"Welcome back, Houshi-sama," she said happily.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Don't you remember?"

"We were attacked by Siria, then Naraku came, and I…that's all I remember."

"You've been asleep for 2 days now."

"Oh…"  There really wasn't much more to say other than that.  Any more would have been unimportant, but Sango wasn't doen yet.

"Houshi-sama, daijoubu?" she asked.  Miroku turned to face her, their eyes locking.  There was concern in her brown eyes.  Miroku just gave his usual smile and nodded.

"Of course Sango.  Why wouldn't I be?" he asked.

"You were tossing and moaning in your sleep.  It seemed as if you were in pain."  She couldn't tell him that she knew.  He might not trust her with his feelings if he knew she had spied on his dream.  There was also another reason.  She wanted to know if he would actually tell her.

"It was nothing.  Just a nightmare," he responded.  Sango's expression dropped.  She felt foolish for thinking he would actually tell her.  But she knew.  She knew about his pain whether he wanted to tell her or not.  He'd talk about it with her someday.  Until then, she wouldn't bring it up.

"Oi!" shouted Inuyasha from the outside.  "I know you're awake now, Miroku!  We're leaving!"  Miroku sighed and then stood up.

"Ikuzo," he said calmly.  Sango stood up as well and walked over to him.  They began to head out the door, but not before Miroku's hand had its fun.  The familiar yell of "Hentai!" was heard, along with the sound of a slap.

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Siria stumbled while walking up hill.  Her legs hurt and she didn't feel like moving, but she had to get back to Yume.  Her dream played over in her head and she just couldn't figure it out.  Nothing was making sense anymore, but it all seemed so familiar.  The girl Yoka, the boy Shiro, and the youkai onna who had saved Yoka.  None of it was making sense and Siria hated it.  There were so many questions and no answers to them.  She soon tripped on a tree root and didn't bother standing back up.  She was tired again and just wanted to sleep.

"Gomen, Siria," said Yume as she spoke to her.  "I know you're tired."  'Siria…forgive me, but I can't let you leave me yet.  If you understand your dreams, you will leave and go searching.  I can't allow that.'  "Siria…I'll bring you back.  Hold on."  Siria's body became transparent and soon disappeared altogether.  She was soon back in the comforting darkness of Yume's world.  It felt so good to be home.  Home…such an odd word to describe such a place, but that's what it felt like.  It was home, and Cycil and Yume were her family.  They were her only family.  They were all she had left…but did she have anybody before them?  She couldn't remember.  Everything was in pieces in her mind and she couldn't take it.  It was less painful to just ignore them, so that's what she decided to do.  Ignore her memory.  What mattered was right now.  Siria stood up and faced Yume.  The dream weaver had a very kind smile on her child like face.

"Welcome home, Siria."

"It's good to be home, danna."

"We were wondering what had happened to you," said Cycil, stepping out of the shadows, her crimson eyes glowing.

"Gomen nasai, danna, Cycil.  I didn't mean to.  I made a deal with Naraku, but in the end, I was betrayed."

"It's alright, Siria.  I'm just glad you're alright," responded Yume.  Siria smiled.  Her danna cared, and that was enough for her.  Naraku obviously didn't care about his underlings.  "Siria."  The crimson haired girl looked up at the mention of her name.

"Nani?"

"You should get some rest.  Cycil and I will carry out my plan for now."

"What are you going to do?"

"It's time.  The Inuyasha-tachi has to die."  Yume frowned at her own words.  'I don't want them to die, but I have no choice.'

"Danna…do we really…have to kill them?"  Yume looked towards Siria with confusion in her soft eyes.  Siria refused to meet her gaze.

"What is it, Siria?  What's wrong?"

"It's just that…never mind.  I was just curious."

"If fate has written it as such, so shall it be.  You can't go against fate, and as a dream weaver, it is my job to fulfill it.  They have to die.  It's as simple as that."

"Of course, danna.  I understand."

"Siria…don't go soft on us," said Cycil.  "This is all far from over.  We need you."

"I know."  It was quiet for a while, until Siria had another question.  "Who?"

"Who what?"

"Who is going to be first?"  Yume and Cycil looked to each other and then back at Siria.  Yume's eyes clouded over with remorse.

"The first forsaken will be…"

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And I think I'll leave it there.  Any assumptions people?  Feel free to guess about stuff, cause it's fun!  Sorry this took longer than I had expected.  I didn't get much sleep this weekend.  I did my memorial day thingy for band and it was so hard!  The wind was blowing and the music kept falling down.  Well, that was kinda funny actually.

NOTE:  Do you guys think I should write another Inuyasha fanfic?  Just want feedback.

Nigate –run.  It might be spelled nigatei, but I don't think so.  Besides, there's no definite spelling.  It's close enough^.^

Onegai –please

Daijoubu –can be used to ask are you okay and as a response.

Inuyasha-tach –Inuyasha and company, the Inuyasha group, take your pick^.^

Did I forget any?  And when Yume said 'the first forsaken', it means the first to die, incase you didn't know.  There's more to it than that.  You'll find out later.

Bye!