The sun was just peeking over the horizon, and the sky was still fairly dark. Inu-Yasha walked slowly up to forest, with Kagome and the others right behind him. He turned around, and spoke to them. "Everyone…" he started. "I need to do this on my own this time. This time, it's personal. So…stay away."
Kaede nodded to him, and sat on the ground to rest her tired, old legs.
Inu-Yasha walked slowly into the burnt-down forest, with his friends just waiting behind him, in fear of what might happen next.
"Give me the jewel…" said a voice behind Inu-Yasha. He whipped around, and saw Naraku with his blade drawn.
"I don't think so," replied Inu-Yasha, his claws drawn at Naraku.
"Well let's see. If you aren't going to give it to me, I guess I'll just have to take it. You do remember who destroyed your forest, don't you, Inu-Yasha?"
Inu-Yasha growled with rage at Naraku, and slashed at him with ferocity.
Naraku flew aside, and Inu-Yasha fell to the ground. "Foolish boy. It seems that your demon side has gotten a hold of you." Naraku turned around, revealing the spider tattoo on his back. He pulled his sword off his shoulder, and flew high up into the air. "No half-demon will ever be great enough to hold onto the Shikon Jewel. Now cough it over…"
Naraku dived straight down at Inu-Yasha, his sword pointing right at his chest.
"Never." Inu-Yasha rolled over on his side, and Naraku missed by only a half foot.
He pulled up and landed onto the ground. "Heh, I don't think you'll last very much longer, Inu-Yasha." Inu-Yasha looked down at his side, seeing the sword that Miroku gave him. But it looked completely different. It was no longer the rusty, old thing he saw before. The blade was gleaming in silver, and it was sharper than any blade he has ever seen.
Naraku quickly slashed down onto Inu-Yasha. Inu-Yasha quickly pulled out the sword by his side, and blocked the blast. On contact, the two were thrown away from each other, as if a seismic force came before them and split them apart.
"That is the Tetsusaiga!" exclaimed Kaede, marveling at the blade.
Miroku looked at Kaede with curiosity. "You recognize the blade?"
"It was his father's…" explained the wise woman, her attention drawn back to the fight.
Naraku and Inu-Yasha picked themselves up off the ground, and stared each other down. They were about fifty feet away from each other, and they were about ready to charge.
"No!" yelled Kagome, trying to run onto the battlefield, to keep them from tearing each other apart.
"Let them go," Kaede aided, holding Kagome back. "Have faith in Inu-Yasha."
"I can't watch!" Kagome held her hands over her eyes, as Naraku and Inu-Yasha rose into the air. They readied their blades.
"Death awaits you," Naraku announced, and the two dashed at each other, full speed. They made contact, and both fell to the ground.
"Inu-Yasha!" Kagome ran into the dust cloud, where the two had fallen. As the sun rose over the horizon of Inu-Yasha's forest, the cloud had cleared, revealing Inu-Yasha on top of Naraku, his blade through Naraku's chest. Inu-Yasha had won.