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"The days roll by so slowly," Kagome sighed. She walked along the sidewalk, eyeing the stores that passed by her gaze. Above her, the clouds passed by lazily. The sun sparkled against the windows of the shops, casting Kagome's long shadow onto the street. Few cars could be seen today. Though, Kagome did not mind the inactivity. It was a nice silence for a change. A silence she could truly appreciate, especially after the last week of nothing but storms.
Kagome tried desperately to keep her mind on the shops. That was why she was out, after all. To finally get her mind off of that boy, that man with the white hair. She wondered how he was. . .
"No. . ." she whispered, "I can't think about him. I know he probably isn't thinking of me. There's simply no point in stressing myself." She smiled, trying to hide the pain that was ripping inside her. Her eyes quickly shut, as she stood still for a moment. She couldn't get him off her mind. . . Everything about him had been burned into her memory. The way he walked, the way his hair felt. She remembered how warm it used to feel to be in his arms. She remembered how great it was to hear his voice; to feel his lips brush against her cheek, and the warm feel of his breath on her neck. It made her skin tingle to think of it. She missed him so much. . .
Quickly, she straightened herself up. Whipping her eyes, she smiled once again. She may not have Inuyasha, but she knew she'd always at least have the memories.
Kagome continued walking until she reached the park. The bench under the trees was so inviting. Covered with small white flowers that had fallen off a few of the branches, it looked like something from a poem. The sun was jetting through the leaves casting spots of soft yellow light on the dark brown wood. Kagome walked towards the bench. A short rest wouldn't hurt, as long as she could keep her mind on the birds and the clouds. As long as she could keep her mind off him, then stopping for a moment wouldn't hurt at all. Sitting down, she threw her arms over the back of the bench. What a long day this had been, and it had hardly even begun.
"Ah, Kagome..." a soft voice whispered on the wind. Kagome didn't move. Her eyes squeezed shut as she tilted her head back a bit, looking up towards the clouds.
"Hello my friend," she sighed. Everyday this voice had talked to her. It seemed to follow her whenever she took a step outside. For the last week, it had been there to comfort her, and help her. But today, she needed no comfort or help. So why was it here?
"Dear Kagome," the voice whispered, "I have missed you in these days of storm." A slight breeze blew over Kagome's neck, causing her hair to fall away from her face. "Tell me how you have been."
"How I've been?" Kagome asked. Her red lips quickly formed a frown. "I've been tired," she sighed. "Just tired of thinking." The wind blew across her face once again, sending a chill across her skin. "I suppose there's not much I can do about that. I can't really stop thinking, you know? But if I had a way to get my mind off of Inuyasha. . . I think I'd be so much happier." Kagome's eyes slowly opened back up towards the clouds. They were so beautiful, almost as if they were smiling at her.
"What if I could show you Inuyasha?" The voice questioned softly. Kagome's eyes quickly lit up, as her body jerked forward.
"Show me him??" She stuttered, looking frantically about her. "How could you show me him?" She demanded. For a moment, the wind went calm and silent. The birds stopped singing, and everything around her seemed to die. She sat still for a moment, waiting for the voice to respond, waiting for something to happen. But in her heart, she knew she was just waiting to see Inuyasha's face one more time. This was her chance to say goodbye to him, even if he couldn't hear her.
"Look into the clouds, Kagome. Look beyond the clouds," whispered the voice. As if by a puppeteer's hand, Kagome shifted her view towards the clouds. And she watched, as they parted to show the deep blue sky that never seemed to end. . .
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Inuyasha's golden eyes stretched across the horizon. It had been quite a while since he had stopped to actually look at the sky. The only other time he ever bothered to notice little things like the birds and the clouds was when he was with Kagome. She had a way of bringing out the gentlest side in him, and he hated it. Or did he love it?
It seemed as though only a few days had gone by since she had left. Maybe that was just because all the other days were a blur to him. All he could remember of the days was waking up with the smell of blood between his fingers. But it never bothered him much. Nothing bothered him much anymore, not since she had left.
Quietly, he sighed. In his heart, he knew he wasn't happy. He hated the way everything had happened. The way she left so angry with him, and the way he'd be acting since she left. . . none of it seemed fair. None of it even seemed right. His skin tingled at the thought of this unhappiness that simply would not leave him.
Silently, he began his journey once more. There had to be a place he could go to get away from the thought of her fingers on his skin. Somewhere he could run. He was never fond of running. In all his life, he had never run from a problem, not willingly. But this feeling in his heart was something he could not escape.
"I never thought it would come to this, Kagome." Inuyasha whispered to himself. He continued stumbling through the woods, unsure of where he was headed. The sun had nearly gone completely below the horizon, when he reached a nearby hill. Standing at the base of it, he examined the leave-covered ground, and the dying trees. Why did this place look so familiar to him?
He began walking steadily up the steep hill. Gray, sharp rocks jetted from the sides of the hill, threatening to pierce the sky. Inuyasha climbed until he finally reached the top. A familiar sting hit his heart as he did, and he stopped for a moment. What could this feeling be? Where was he that could leave him so cold inside? This all seemed so familiar. . . but oh. . . what is this?
Inuyasha's eyes examined a group of rocks set in a circle. Between them grew the only patch of grass, as bare dirt covered the rest of the ground. Slowly, Inuyasha began to remember. This was Kikyo's grave. The stench of her death still clung on the air, as whispers of a name flew by in the wind. This place was no place Inuyasha wanted to be, and as his blood began to grow cold, he knew he had to leave. Quickly, he began to back away. Too many horrible emotions from memories were brought up in this place. Far too many things he wanted to forget. Kikyo was dead and Kagome still lived, that was how his heart had reasoned its love towards the two, Kagome had his love and not this sickly woman of death!
Suddenly, Inuyasha's senses began to leave him. His eyes grew a deep red, as the wind swiftly changed directions. Something was happening, something he knew had happened before. He felt the rush of cold hatred run through his body as his eyes began to search the grave. Kikyo would not ensnare his heart again, he would not allow it. Naraku would not play these tricks on him, that bastard. This was his day, this was the way he lived, and nothing, no one would stop him from becoming what he knew he always could be. . .
The day began to grow late as the sun set beyond the horizon. Inuyasha knew that as soon as the moon came out, his fingers would cut through the flesh of some innocent human once again. The thought sickened him to no end, but only inside was he sickened. On the outside, a cruel grin formed on his lips as the thought of a screaming victim beneath his claws only delighted him. Had Kikyo done this to him? Her scent merely enraged him more. . . or worse yet. . . was this Kagome's scent that he smelled? Was she the one changing him into such a horrible monster? Even the thought of her made the hairs on his neck stand on end.
The clouds soon began to part as the night came to it's fullest. Inuyasha knew that behind the clouds, someone had been watching him. All night, ever since he had stumbled upon the graveyard, someone had been spying on him. This only continued to enrage his heart. Inuyasha growled silently, trying his best to keep the beast inside of him from fully emerging. He couldn't allow it, not with her watching. . .
Behind the clouds, Kagome's eyes pierced through the night with the help of her friend of the sky. Her heart ached at the sight of Inuyasha. His pain was like her own, and oh God. . . the pain she felt now was so horrible.
"Inuyasha. . ." she whispered, "what has happened to you?" Kagome let the tears fall freely from her eyes. How could such a gentle creature towards her become so angry and hate filled without her?
"I am sorry you had to see this," whispered the voice solemnly. "I had no intention of hurting you so, my dear Kagome." Again, the wind blew across Kagome's face, quickly drying her tears. "It is no fault of Inuyasha's that he is so angry. Once you left, he lost the only thing inside of him that kept him part human until this time. He lost you." Suddenly the clouds closed up, sending Kagome back into her world.
"No!" Kagome cried. "Inuyasha would never do this, he would never become like this!" Kagome's eyes began to jolt back and forth in the now darkened park. The trees grew utterly silent, as the wind ceased to blow.
"Kagome. . . you must go to him. . ." The voice hummed softly. "Kagome. . ."
"No! I will not go back to him! I will not let this happen again, he does not need me, he does not, does not!" Kagome reached up and grasped her ears, shaking her head. "He does not. . ." Falling to her knees, she placed her head in her hands, weeping as she did. How could this happen. . . She saw the blood in his fingers, she heard the way he growled, and the way his lips curled in such a malicious manner. Slowly, she lifted her head back up, staring into the sky.
"What should I do?" She whispered, "What should I do. . ."
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I hope you all liked this chapter. I've been having a bit of a writer's block lately, so this chapter (however short) took about a month to write! Anyway, as always, I'd like around 7 reviews for this, but if I get the next chapter done before I get that many reviews, then I'll just go ahead and post it. Thanks to those of you who have been reading this, I really appreciate it! Also, if you would like me to email you of the updates to this fic, just leave your email and I will tell you guys of updates! Thanks!