Well I have decided to continue writing about this dream even though I
didn't get as many reviews as I had hoped. There are just too many good
things I can do with it. And with that said: the show must go on!
I DON'T OWN INUYASHA! HAPPY?!
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Chapter 2 of Death: A New Beginning and A New Guilt
'Kikyou was murdered.' My voice was lost but my mind was racing. 'Why? Why would anyone do such a thing? Who would be so barbaric? Poor Inuyasha.'
The hanyou dropped to his knees and let out a sickening howl. It was the first time I had ever seen Inuyasha cry. I wanted to help him, comfort him, anything, but I didn't think there was much I could do. I knew he loved Kikyou very much. ' I will never be able to fill her place in his heart.' I knelt beside him, putting my hand on his shoulder. "Don't cry, Inuyasha," I said softly. "We'll find whoever did this, I promise."
He looked up at me, his once blazing, golden eyes now foggy and outlined in red.
"It's my f-fault," he quivered. " It was my fault the first time and it's my fault now. I don't deserve to live when everyone around me seems to get killed."
I pulled him into a full embrace. I thought that maybe if I hugged him long and warm enough, then maybe the pain and sadness inside of him would melt away.
"Don't say that. Don't blame yourself. It isn't your fault now and it never was your fault." I remembered when my father died, my mother had hugged me a lot and I would always feel a little better afterwards. When Inuyasha tightened his arms around my back, I knew that the hug had done its job. We sat there far a long time. Every once and a while, Inuyasha would sniffle and then go quiet again. Neither of us spoke. Inuyasha just lay in my arms like a sick child. I tried to keep him from seeing Kikyou. I didn't want him to get too upset again.
" You okay?" I asked after he was quiet.
"Yeah.I have to take care of this."
"What do you mean?"
" I have to bury her ."
"Inuyasha, you don't have to, really. Lets wait until Miroku and Sango return and they can take care of-"
"No," he said firmly. " I have to do this. I didn't come quick enough to save her. It's my responsibility to see that she has a proper burial." His voice started to shake again. " I'm not going to sit here while her body is up there rotting." Before I had time to argue, he had jumped up into the tree. I watched with tears of pity as Inuyasha stepped out on to the branch and grabbed hold of the rope tied to it. Slowly and carefully, as if she were still clinging to life, Inuyasha pulled Kikyou up into his arms. He leapt from the tree and gingerly landed with the lifeless Kikyou wrapped in his arms. As he walked past me, I could see the streaks formed by fresh tears. He set Kikyou down against a tree and started to dig with his hands. I couldn't bear to watch him dig her grave. " Can I help, Inuyasha? You shouldn't have to do this." " No," he said plainly. " I have to do this on my own." So I left him with Kikyou. I went into the forest and picked flowers. When I returned, I handed the flowers to Inuyasha who placed them on Kikyou's finished grave.
~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^* Well, there you have it folks: chapter 2. It was kinda slow and hand symptoms of a filler chapter and writer's block but ill have another chapter posted as soon as my little sister becomes a little less attached to the computer. You see she has just begun to enjoy the finer points of instant messenger and is hogging the computer most of the time. But hey, tomorrow she has school and guess what I DON'T! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! MWAHAHAHAAAA So you might be seeing another chapter as soon as tomorrow if I don't become lazy. Tah tah for now!
I DON'T OWN INUYASHA! HAPPY?!
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Chapter 2 of Death: A New Beginning and A New Guilt
'Kikyou was murdered.' My voice was lost but my mind was racing. 'Why? Why would anyone do such a thing? Who would be so barbaric? Poor Inuyasha.'
The hanyou dropped to his knees and let out a sickening howl. It was the first time I had ever seen Inuyasha cry. I wanted to help him, comfort him, anything, but I didn't think there was much I could do. I knew he loved Kikyou very much. ' I will never be able to fill her place in his heart.' I knelt beside him, putting my hand on his shoulder. "Don't cry, Inuyasha," I said softly. "We'll find whoever did this, I promise."
He looked up at me, his once blazing, golden eyes now foggy and outlined in red.
"It's my f-fault," he quivered. " It was my fault the first time and it's my fault now. I don't deserve to live when everyone around me seems to get killed."
I pulled him into a full embrace. I thought that maybe if I hugged him long and warm enough, then maybe the pain and sadness inside of him would melt away.
"Don't say that. Don't blame yourself. It isn't your fault now and it never was your fault." I remembered when my father died, my mother had hugged me a lot and I would always feel a little better afterwards. When Inuyasha tightened his arms around my back, I knew that the hug had done its job. We sat there far a long time. Every once and a while, Inuyasha would sniffle and then go quiet again. Neither of us spoke. Inuyasha just lay in my arms like a sick child. I tried to keep him from seeing Kikyou. I didn't want him to get too upset again.
" You okay?" I asked after he was quiet.
"Yeah.I have to take care of this."
"What do you mean?"
" I have to bury her ."
"Inuyasha, you don't have to, really. Lets wait until Miroku and Sango return and they can take care of-"
"No," he said firmly. " I have to do this. I didn't come quick enough to save her. It's my responsibility to see that she has a proper burial." His voice started to shake again. " I'm not going to sit here while her body is up there rotting." Before I had time to argue, he had jumped up into the tree. I watched with tears of pity as Inuyasha stepped out on to the branch and grabbed hold of the rope tied to it. Slowly and carefully, as if she were still clinging to life, Inuyasha pulled Kikyou up into his arms. He leapt from the tree and gingerly landed with the lifeless Kikyou wrapped in his arms. As he walked past me, I could see the streaks formed by fresh tears. He set Kikyou down against a tree and started to dig with his hands. I couldn't bear to watch him dig her grave. " Can I help, Inuyasha? You shouldn't have to do this." " No," he said plainly. " I have to do this on my own." So I left him with Kikyou. I went into the forest and picked flowers. When I returned, I handed the flowers to Inuyasha who placed them on Kikyou's finished grave.
~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^* Well, there you have it folks: chapter 2. It was kinda slow and hand symptoms of a filler chapter and writer's block but ill have another chapter posted as soon as my little sister becomes a little less attached to the computer. You see she has just begun to enjoy the finer points of instant messenger and is hogging the computer most of the time. But hey, tomorrow she has school and guess what I DON'T! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! MWAHAHAHAAAA So you might be seeing another chapter as soon as tomorrow if I don't become lazy. Tah tah for now!