Disclaimer: unfortunately I still don't own any of the Inu-yasha characters
and I don't feel like working on a disclaimer right now
Just a few things I want to point out, 1) I'm disappointed in how few people have reviewed my fic, 2) thank you lizzy, I enjoy your review, 3) I wouldn't be posting this chapter yet if I wasn't under threat of death, and 3) I will not even consider posting the next chapter until I get more reviews
I love people who review, and hate all others. The poem that inspired me to write this fic is at the end of this chapter, yes I did write it, you can find it posted on fp.net under the title of The Knife and my pen name there is SweetlyEvilOne
*Kagome's POV* ~Her bedroom~
Kagome was sitting on her bed, her school stuff spread out around her, but she couldn't concentrate, she kept wondering what Inu-yasha was doing. She didn't want to think about it, she really didn't see a point to living, but as long as Inu-yasha wasn't sleeping with Kikyo, she still had a chance of reclaiming him.
The phone rang and Kagome jumped off the bed and snatched up the receiver, hoping it was Inu-yasha. "Hello?" "Hey, Kagome?"
"Sango, hey, what's up?"
"I'm afraid I have some bad news."
"What?"
"I heard from a vary reliable source that at Ayaka's party tonight Inu- yasha and Kikyo disappeared into a back room, and you know what that means."
"Oh my dear mother-fucking God"
A/N: even good girls cuss every now and then, ^-^
"I'm sorry Kagome, I shouldn't have told you. Are you going to be alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, I'll be fine."
*Background* "Sango, get off that phone right now!" "Yes mom!" "I gotta go, you sure you gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
"Bye"
"Bye"
Kagome hung up the phone, "How could he? How dare he?" She just kept thinking that over and over, "How could he? How dare he?" But what was done was done; nothing she did would change things.
Her eyes darted towards her pillow, she had a knife hidden under there from when she had been considering suicide, and right now it was very tempting. Suddenly the temptation was overwhelming and she slowly drew the knife out from its hiding spot.
She felt the initial resistance then the silent giving of flesh. She felt the fierce pleasure pain that was to be her release from the world. She partially withdrew the knife that was protruding from herself and looked down. There was so much blood, the exposed part of the knife was covered and blood, and her hands were slowly becoming drenched in the blood as well, it was her own blood, she was drenched in her own death, her own pain and pleasure, her own release. She looked into the mirror that was across the room from her bed, and what she saw scared her, she knew that she wouldn't last much longer, but she was prepared to embrace the darkness.
There was a light knocking at the door and she hoped that her mother wouldn't walk in, not yet anyway, she should have left a note. She didn't want her mother to worry, to think it had been her fault.
The doorknob turned, her mind raced, what to say, what to do, what would her mother say? It wasn't her mother that walked in.
"I hope you don't mind, your mother let me . Kagome! What happened?" Inu- yasha yelled for her mom to call an ambulance as he rushed to her side.
"Leave me alone you bastard," she managed to gasp out. "I know about you and Kikyo."
"Kagome, it's not what you think! I love you, Kagome!" He took her in his arms.
"Then you weren't with Kikyo tonight?" She asked in a whispered voice, her eyes pleading with him to deny that he was with Kikyo, but he couldn't lie to her.
"I won't lie. I was with Kikyo tonight."
"Then why did you come here? To taunt me? To show me what I couldn't have, what I had walked away from? To torture me?" The last was said in barely a whisper as she tried to push away from him.
Holding her as close to him as possible he yelled, "Goddamn it Kagome, I love you. I love you so much it hurts to breathe, it hurts to be away from you, it hurts to be with you, I love you so goddamn much. Please don't leave me."
A/N: so cute, and so sad, I know it's a little OOC, but hey she's dying he has to show some emotion.
"Then why were you with Kikyo tonight?" She had to know.
"I was scared, I thought that you couldn't possibly love me after what happened, after what I said to you. She made me realize that I've loved you all along."
"I'm sorry Inu-yasha. I was a jealous fool. I didn't mean to hurt you, but it's too late for me."
"I love you Kagome, don't leave me. Please don't leave me!" He pleaded with her, "Hang on for just a little while longer, the ambulance will be here soon, please Kagome, don't die!"
She looked up at his face and realized that he was crying. "I'm sorry Inu- yasha, I'm so sorry." She looked directly into his eyes and said, "Tell Kikyo that I'm sorry, I was wrong." Then with what little strength she had left she leaned up and tenderly kissed him on the cheek, "She loves you too." With that, she fell back, the last of her lifeblood draining out and her eyes glazing over.
Inu-yasha let out a howl, one of grief and sadness, of love and remembrance, of sorrow and forgiveness. It was a howl of mourning for one who died to young, who took their own life, for the woman he loved.
He sat their just holding her now lifeless body to him rocking back and forth while his tears flowed freely. He had been too late he hadn't been able to save her. The only comfort he had was that she had forgiven him that she had died loving him, in his arms.
He didn't know what to think, there were so many conflicting emotions, grief, love, sorrow, anger, guilt, fear, and so much more. He was covered in her blood, wrapped in her love.
A/N: so sad, Kagome's dead, and if it isn't very realistic then too bad, deal with it, but just because Kagome's dead doesn't mean that the story is over, there is still more to come. Please remember to R&R, it really makes my day, oh and if you know any really good lemon words like pulsating and throbbing please send them to me, I'm beginning a list of really good words that I can use in future lemons ^-^. I like lemons
The Knife (suicide)
She sat alone in her room
her prison cell
Despite gay* furnishings
She thought bleak thoughts
alone on her bed
Wondering why
she had ever been born
Suicide filled her mind
Her thoughts as dark as night's own blood
Sun's bitter sweat nor moon's sweet tears
could cheer her
Thoughts turning darker
she reached for the knife
Thoughts darker than Hell's own fury
She took the knife
and was no more
*Gay as in happy, lively, brightly colored, the old fashioned meaning
Just a few things I want to point out, 1) I'm disappointed in how few people have reviewed my fic, 2) thank you lizzy, I enjoy your review, 3) I wouldn't be posting this chapter yet if I wasn't under threat of death, and 3) I will not even consider posting the next chapter until I get more reviews
I love people who review, and hate all others. The poem that inspired me to write this fic is at the end of this chapter, yes I did write it, you can find it posted on fp.net under the title of The Knife and my pen name there is SweetlyEvilOne
*Kagome's POV* ~Her bedroom~
Kagome was sitting on her bed, her school stuff spread out around her, but she couldn't concentrate, she kept wondering what Inu-yasha was doing. She didn't want to think about it, she really didn't see a point to living, but as long as Inu-yasha wasn't sleeping with Kikyo, she still had a chance of reclaiming him.
The phone rang and Kagome jumped off the bed and snatched up the receiver, hoping it was Inu-yasha. "Hello?" "Hey, Kagome?"
"Sango, hey, what's up?"
"I'm afraid I have some bad news."
"What?"
"I heard from a vary reliable source that at Ayaka's party tonight Inu- yasha and Kikyo disappeared into a back room, and you know what that means."
"Oh my dear mother-fucking God"
A/N: even good girls cuss every now and then, ^-^
"I'm sorry Kagome, I shouldn't have told you. Are you going to be alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, I'll be fine."
*Background* "Sango, get off that phone right now!" "Yes mom!" "I gotta go, you sure you gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
"Bye"
"Bye"
Kagome hung up the phone, "How could he? How dare he?" She just kept thinking that over and over, "How could he? How dare he?" But what was done was done; nothing she did would change things.
Her eyes darted towards her pillow, she had a knife hidden under there from when she had been considering suicide, and right now it was very tempting. Suddenly the temptation was overwhelming and she slowly drew the knife out from its hiding spot.
She felt the initial resistance then the silent giving of flesh. She felt the fierce pleasure pain that was to be her release from the world. She partially withdrew the knife that was protruding from herself and looked down. There was so much blood, the exposed part of the knife was covered and blood, and her hands were slowly becoming drenched in the blood as well, it was her own blood, she was drenched in her own death, her own pain and pleasure, her own release. She looked into the mirror that was across the room from her bed, and what she saw scared her, she knew that she wouldn't last much longer, but she was prepared to embrace the darkness.
There was a light knocking at the door and she hoped that her mother wouldn't walk in, not yet anyway, she should have left a note. She didn't want her mother to worry, to think it had been her fault.
The doorknob turned, her mind raced, what to say, what to do, what would her mother say? It wasn't her mother that walked in.
"I hope you don't mind, your mother let me . Kagome! What happened?" Inu- yasha yelled for her mom to call an ambulance as he rushed to her side.
"Leave me alone you bastard," she managed to gasp out. "I know about you and Kikyo."
"Kagome, it's not what you think! I love you, Kagome!" He took her in his arms.
"Then you weren't with Kikyo tonight?" She asked in a whispered voice, her eyes pleading with him to deny that he was with Kikyo, but he couldn't lie to her.
"I won't lie. I was with Kikyo tonight."
"Then why did you come here? To taunt me? To show me what I couldn't have, what I had walked away from? To torture me?" The last was said in barely a whisper as she tried to push away from him.
Holding her as close to him as possible he yelled, "Goddamn it Kagome, I love you. I love you so much it hurts to breathe, it hurts to be away from you, it hurts to be with you, I love you so goddamn much. Please don't leave me."
A/N: so cute, and so sad, I know it's a little OOC, but hey she's dying he has to show some emotion.
"Then why were you with Kikyo tonight?" She had to know.
"I was scared, I thought that you couldn't possibly love me after what happened, after what I said to you. She made me realize that I've loved you all along."
"I'm sorry Inu-yasha. I was a jealous fool. I didn't mean to hurt you, but it's too late for me."
"I love you Kagome, don't leave me. Please don't leave me!" He pleaded with her, "Hang on for just a little while longer, the ambulance will be here soon, please Kagome, don't die!"
She looked up at his face and realized that he was crying. "I'm sorry Inu- yasha, I'm so sorry." She looked directly into his eyes and said, "Tell Kikyo that I'm sorry, I was wrong." Then with what little strength she had left she leaned up and tenderly kissed him on the cheek, "She loves you too." With that, she fell back, the last of her lifeblood draining out and her eyes glazing over.
Inu-yasha let out a howl, one of grief and sadness, of love and remembrance, of sorrow and forgiveness. It was a howl of mourning for one who died to young, who took their own life, for the woman he loved.
He sat their just holding her now lifeless body to him rocking back and forth while his tears flowed freely. He had been too late he hadn't been able to save her. The only comfort he had was that she had forgiven him that she had died loving him, in his arms.
He didn't know what to think, there were so many conflicting emotions, grief, love, sorrow, anger, guilt, fear, and so much more. He was covered in her blood, wrapped in her love.
A/N: so sad, Kagome's dead, and if it isn't very realistic then too bad, deal with it, but just because Kagome's dead doesn't mean that the story is over, there is still more to come. Please remember to R&R, it really makes my day, oh and if you know any really good lemon words like pulsating and throbbing please send them to me, I'm beginning a list of really good words that I can use in future lemons ^-^. I like lemons
The Knife (suicide)
She sat alone in her room
her prison cell
Despite gay* furnishings
She thought bleak thoughts
alone on her bed
Wondering why
she had ever been born
Suicide filled her mind
Her thoughts as dark as night's own blood
Sun's bitter sweat nor moon's sweet tears
could cheer her
Thoughts turning darker
she reached for the knife
Thoughts darker than Hell's own fury
She took the knife
and was no more
*Gay as in happy, lively, brightly colored, the old fashioned meaning