Hey all new chapter here! Sorry it took me so long I got writers block! But here it is. I'm so tired god. I only have one week of tennis left! Yay! ^. ^ Never thought I'd be happy about that… oh well. Anyways. This should be interesting, old faces appear in this chappy!
Disclaimer: Inuyasha is not mine. But I got someone working on it ^_~*(I wish)
Enjoy!
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Recap:
"I don't think she is breathing…." He said, not wanting to believe it. Sango let out a distressed cry. Everyone had forgotten about the jewel and Inuyasha's attempt to kill Shippou. All they were thinking about was the either dead, or dieing Kagome.
Nobody even noticed the figure slip out of the clearing and into the forest.
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"She needs to be helped! Quickly!" Inuyasha gushed Sango and Miroku nodded and Shippou jumped around the fragile body. Inuyasha stared at her, his eyes watering. He would not let her die! He glanced at the others. " I'm going ahead. Meet me at the main village!" He shouted and left for his home.
His home, where he would surly get into trouble. He held Kagome bridle style in his arms. She was limp and bounced as he ran/hopped. " Stay with me Kagome…" He whispered determinedly. Sango, Miroku, and Shippou fallowed behind, riding on Kirara's back.
He looked ahead of him into the trees. Hopefully he would get there in time, if he didn't, he'd be in more trouble then he could imagine, and broken hearted. He glanced at Kagome again, and shook away his tears. He left crying behind a long time ago. Crying was for the weak and the women, and he was not weak nor a women!
Well, he would be able to see Marcella again. He would have smirked if there weren't a very, very pale Kagome in his arms. "You die and I'll kill you." He whispered, remembering every second they spent together. Her wild dreams, when she touched his face, their meeting, and her encounter with Kouga. Was this the second time he had these flashbacks?
'Why do you get into so much trouble Kagome?' He thought, starring at her. She lay there, paling more and more. 'Why can't you just be like every other girl I have met?' He blinked and shook his head once again, continuing on his way.
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"Get the children and women to safety!" Shouted a loud male voice. Kagome blinked in confusion and looked around to see where Miroku had gone. They where playing hid and go seek. What was all the hustle about?
Someone picked her up, she didn't know whom, but she was being carried in strong arms. She looked up and her features brightened at least 10 times.
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Kagome's eyes widened and she starred in shock as she watched herself being picked up by him. Tears weld in her eyes as she remembered what happened that fateful day. She was so young, but she remembered.
She reached out, debating on grabbing the girl away from him. Would she be able too? She took a few steps. " No…" She muttered, knowing perfectly well that she couldn't be heard. "No…don't go with him." She whispered and walked a little faster at the retreating duo.
She noticed Miroku shouting and watched him. She remembered. She remembered it all. She fell to the floor and clutched her head. "No! Go back… don't let him get you. Go back…" She cried and let out deep breaths.
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"Kagome." Said the man holding her. She smiled up at him adoringly. Distant cries could be heard. Men yelling at him to stop. Children being rushed away. She glanced over his shoulder and saw Miroku calling after her.
His arm was stretched out and he was running to her. She blinked at his drastic attitude. She glanced at the man holding her, who was starring ahead with an emotionless face. "Kagome!" he called to her.
She looked back at him, tilting her head slightly. "Onii-chan. what's happening" She asked and watched as Miroku's body disappeared from her view. He looked at her and smirked. Kagome blinked. What was going on?
He set her down and looked ahead of him.
"Kagome." He said.
"Huh?" She asked looking up at him.
"Stay with me." He said. She just grabbed hold of his leg. Then she saw her, running to them. Her own mommy, breathing deeply and crying. Horror covered her face.
"Mama…" Kagome muttered. Naraku frowned at the woman.
"Kagome!" She cried and stopped, starring at the sight before her. " Kagome! Get away from him!" She shouted. Kagome blinked and looked up at her brother. Her role model. "Get over here Kagome!" She ordered.
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Inuyasha kicked open the gate and barged in, still holding the girl in his arms. He ignored the soldiers. He ignored everything, except for the fact that Kagome could be dead. It was bugging everything out of him. He wanted her to live.
He ran franticly to the castle, ignoring the strange looks, or attempts to conversation. He needed help and fast. Or it would be the end of Kagome, as he knew her. He ended up kicking in several doors on his way to the royal healers.
He laid Kagome down on the table and looked around the musty room. He opened his ears to their fullest, trying to find the healer. Where could he be? Then he saw someone walk in.
"Healer!" He shouted.
The man looked at him. " What?" He asked boredly. Inuyasha growled dangerously in his mind.
"Help my friend." He demanded. Maybe that's why he didn't have any friends? Cause he was so rude? Oh well they can learn to live with it.
" I hav-" The man didn't finish his sentence. He was against the wall, his legs dangling in the air. The man starred at the half demon in horror.
"Help, her, now!" He demanded staring him directly in the eye. The healer nodded and Inuyasha threw him to her. He examined her and Inuyasha was shoved out of the room as he worked.
He humphed at door and sat down on the floor, completely forgetting about the wooden chair beside him. He let out a long breath and ran a hand through his long silver hair. He held his head and almost cried…. almost.
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"Mama?" She asked. Naraku placed a hand on her little shoulder. Kagome looked up at him and back at her mom. She always listened to her mom. She heard a crack, and a snap. She looked at her brother again and gasped at the sight she saw.
He was changing. His eyes were tainted with blood and his mouth was letting out something. She let go of his leg and ran for her mother as fast as she could.
But it was too late. She stopped and starred ahead of her. Her mom fell to her knees as she watched her children. " Mama…" Kagome muttered walking a little. Her hand was outstretched, and she could hear the sound of shouting, and cracking and she could hear all the pain.
She smelt it. The smell that would haunt her forever…
Flowers
Smoke
And blood
She hadn't even noticed she was in her own back yard. But she had noticed that her mom was dead on the floor surrounded by a pool of blood and her brother was standing beside the woman. Kagome gasped and let out a cry.
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Kagome screamed as the memory flooded her senses. She let out an ear-shattering scream. And dropped down, crying her eyes out, still letting out an occasional scream. She remembered what happened next and shot up. She had to save her. She had to save herself.
She ran out the gates and to her back yard. She could make it. But would she be able to do anything? Would she be able to stop him? She cried as she ran, making her vision blurred.
The young girl whipped at her eyes franticly. She had to watch where she was going. She was almost there! She smelt the smoke, the flowers, and the blood. It was overwhelming her. She saw the pink mist approaching her younger self and she saw herself running to her fallen mother.
There he was. Acting like the maniac he was. The mist escaping his mouth. This was it. This was when it happened. She couldn't get any closer. She couldn't stand at all.
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"Ma…mama?" Kagome cried still walking to the fallen woman. She didn't notice the mist coming up behind her. All she was focused on was her mother.
Then she couldn't move. She was frozen. Her legs refused to work and she couldn't even fall. The toddler looked behind her and her eyes opened wide with fright. A pink mist was coming to her. She gasped as she noticed everything blurring. " Mama! Onii-chan!" She cried out.
Pain swallowed her. She cried and screamed. And clutched her eyes. But it was too late. The poison had seeped in. " Mama!!" She cried. " Onii-chan!" She added.
She regained the ability to move and she rubbed her stinging eyes. "NO!" She cried out in agony, rubbing them as hard as she could. " No! Mama!" She cried out. " No! My eyes!"
Nothing but her shouts could be heard. Not even the beat of a humming birds wings. Nor the shouts of the village people, or the curses of her older brother as he was chased away by the people with fire. "NO!" She yelled out and opened her eyes.
Wait. What was the matter? Everything was blurred she blinked several times, but it kept getting worse and worse. The blur turned into shapes, which turned into shadows that turned into nothing. "No…I can't see." She cried feeling her eyes.
She clutched her aching head. It felt like someone was taking a hammer and hitting her head as hard as they could. "MAMA!" She cried. " ONII-CHAN!" She added and dropped her hands to the ground. " My Eyes!" The last thing she remembered was two small hands wrapping themselves around her small waste.
Two soft, tender hands. Hands that no doubt belonged to a young girl. And then she lost all sight she had. She lost herself in her darkness.
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Kagome held her head and she felt the world closing up, and the color disappearing. It was ending. She couldn't do anything. She was blind again. It was all over and she was falling. Just falling. In darkness. Alone.
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Miroku and Sango ran into the large village, giving a brief identity. They knew that Inuyasha was headed for the castle cause that had the best health care in the whole country. Miroku was ahead of Sango and Kirara, and Shippou was on his shoulder.
After a winding maze they found themselves infront of a depressed Inuyasha, who was sitting on the floor. "Inuyasha." Miroku said quietly, kneeling to his level.
"He's with her," he said sighing. Sango's eyes softened and Shippou climbed into the dog's lap. He laid his head against his chest and to Shippou's surprise Inuyasha hugged him. Like a soft stuffed bear. Sango didn't hold back the tears and Miroku placed a hand on his distraught friends shoulder.
"She'll be ok Inuyasha…she'll be ok." He assured him. Inuyasha nodded and shielded his eyes with his bangs, so the other three couldn't see the man's unshed tears.
Shippou was beginning to fall asleep and Inuyasha was out a long time ago. Miroku and Sango sat on the opposite side of the hall.
"Will she really be ok?" Sango asked out of the blue. Miroku looked at her.
"You know our Kagome is a fighter." He said, " She'll be fine." He seemed to be trying to convince himself though. Sango had cried several times. But this time she leaned her head on his shoulder and let out an on core of tears. Miroku wrapped an arm around her and held her closely.
The group fell asleep like that. All snuggling with someone. Thinking about their loved one- Kagome. Not even thinking about the small shattered jewel. Only hoping that she might make it. That's She might live.
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Sesshoumaru sniffed the air. He took off his spectacles and set them on his desk. That stench was so familiar. He put down the book he was reading and stood up. Could that stupid half-breed be back? He exited the study… that just so happened to be in the highest tower and made his way to the younger half brother.
"Aw Inuyasha. Nice to have you back." He muttered, lying to everything around him. Because of that twit he had to stay in the castle while his father searched for the jewel.
He ran a hand through his long silky white hair. His hair was much more beautiful then Inuyasha's. It was longer and much better kept. He had guests as well. Three humans and a kitsune. How fun would that be? None of course.
His father placed a curse on him so he wouldn't be able to physically harm his brother or anything important to his brother. The stupid man had a soft spot for the spoiled brat. He folded his arms glared at the thought.
Words were his only weapon.
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The next afternoon.
Inuyasha's ears twitched at the sound of the door creaking. He jumped up, completely forgetting about the kitsune wrapped in his arms. The fox demon of course fell to the floor in pain.
"Inuyasha!" he scolded, waking up the other two snugglers. Sango jumped away from Miroku as quickly as possible.
Inuyasha ignored him of course and starred at the balding demon before him. What hair he did have was tied in a loose ponytail and his face had many colorful markings. "Well?" He asked getting impatient.
"Are you aware of your friends loss of sight?" The ancient demon asked. There were 3 visible nodding heads. Shippou was too low. The man let out a sigh.
"Good. Besides that she should be fine. She has slipped into a dream state though. I can't tell when she will awaken." He said. Inuyasha starred at the man, debating on if this was a good thing or not.
She was alive! Thank god! But… she was unconscious. For how long would she be sleeping? Inuyasha looked at the wise man and nodded to him. " Thank you." He said and was about to go see her.
He put a hand up though, " I ask that you not go in there. The Young Miko is purifying the room, and it will have to be closed off until she wakes." He said giving Inuyasha a warning glare.
Miroku stepped forward before his friend could do anything. " Come Inuyasha. We can wait. At least she is ok." He said rather calmly. Inuyasha was boiling. He wanted to see her! And this man was defying him!
He shook his head of the sinful thoughts though and turned to leave with Miroku and Sango. But then there was a familiar voice.
"Brother…" It said. Inuyasha turned slowly and met the face of his older brother. " So nice to have you back." He said, glaring daggers. Inuyasha growled dangerously.
"What do you want Fluffy?" he asked. It was Sesshoumaru's turn to growl now.
"Why show your face again half-breed?" he asked. He smirked at the enragement of his half brother. Inuyasha ignored him and turned to leave.
"It's matters that you would never understand." He said before walking away with his confused friends. Shippou sat on Sango's shoulder and stuck his tongue out at the enemy of his friend.
He wouldn't have if he new that Sesshoumaru was the crown prince though. Inuyasha would save his strength; he was in no condition to fight with his older half brother. He watched the floor as he walked out of the castle, Miroku and the others in toe.
Then he heard a noise. A loud loving noise. A noise he would have never listened to before.
Laughter. He heard high-pitched loving laughter. From someone coming strait for him. He felt a body collide with his own and he gasped, falling back a little. He was caught off guard. " Inuyasha! Inuyasha!" Came the delightful cries of the girl straddling him.
Sango and Miroku watched with interest. Shippou and Kirara had run of to god knows where. Inuyasha opened his eyes and saw the small face in front of him.
Marcella. He gasped. Sango leaned in, slowly fallowed by Miroku. The girl was starring at Inuyasha with a fondness.
For Inuyasha? But how? He was so cruel and irritable.
" Aren't you happy to see me Inuyasha?" She asked still smiling gleefully. Inuyasha was snapped out of his trance.
"Marcella…" He muttered. Miroku and Sango shared a glance then looked back at the duo. Then they saw the scariest thing they ever saw. They would probably be having nightmares of it for the rest of their lives.
Inuyasha had jumped up, the little girl in his arms and he was swinging her around… laughing. He was laughing! INUYASHA was LAUGHING! Those words just don't go together. The Monk and Sango backed as far away as possible and took a look at them.
They noticed the odd scene. A man, they noticed, had taken out a pallet and started painting… the happy prince and his friend. He seemed over joyed, like he had been searching for the scene forever.
The two happy people laughed and soon enough Miroku and Sango had joined in. You would laugh too if the oh-so-bad macho half demon who is grumpy and mean was dancing with a little girl and laughing.
The troubles of Kagome were lifted. And they all just celebrated. Many people began to crowd around.
Sango was gipsy dancing with Miroku and Inuyasha and Marcella made up their dance as they went. Music was beginning to fill the streets. Loud fun music. Loud exhilarating music. Right there in the middle of the crowded street.
The artist was having a field day; he had done about 10 pictures already. He was a speedy drawer. When Miroku and Sango took a break they made sure to bargain with the salesman and buy the painting. Miroku offered to just steal it, but Sango was very against it.
Inuyasha kneeled down in the middle of the crowd and hugged the small girl. She hugged back. He never knew he could miss someone he barely knew. But he had. And he was so happy to see her again.
Inuyasha was swept off his feet by Sango who was dancing circles around him. He was so light hearted that he took it for a challenge and danced with her. Miroku took Marcella as a partner, later making a comment about how Marcella was a better dancer then Sango.
"Wait till you see Kagome dance." Miroku said as he and Inuyasha had taken a break. " Though she can't see, she has the best dancing skills in our whole village. I remember when she was little and just learning how." He explained. Inuyasha looked at the scene before him.
Sango was teaching Marcella how to gypsy dance. Marcella had a little trouble. But she was getting better. Inuyasha just couldn't wait to show her off to Kagome. This night he was happy. And it was only going to be this night. He wouldn't have this happiness again. He had a reputation to uphold you know. Being the grumpy old fart that he was.
The day turned to night and a fire was lit. They kept dancing. People were raving on and on about the celebration of the young prince's return. But that's not why they were celebrating. It was because of a hug
Just a hug.
There all done. I have something I want to say about Marcella. Besides the fact that she is mine. I would like to point out the fact that she actually plays a large part in this story. I'll let you ponder it if you like. I don't think I put in who Kagome's brother is in here. You'll get a real shock who it is. BUAHAHAHAHA
Miroku: You really need to loose that laugh
But why? Would you rather me take up laughing like Naraku? Kukukukuu LOL
Shippou: -.- why don't you just stop laughing and get these frilly things out of my tail.
What frilly things? * Plays with puffy tail with cute little pink bows all over it*
Shippou: -.- god save me
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