Hours seemed to pass slowly as Storm walked up the steep path of the
mountain. The clouds had disappeared and the forest was bathed in
moonlight. The trees took on a different look, forming distorted faces,
wicked and cruel, faces that reminded Kagome all to well of Lao. Kagome
constantly looked around, thinking she saw eyes that were never there. She
clung onto Inu Yasha with all her strength, they had no saddle so it was
hard even for her to stay on top of Storm. Inu Yasha made no sound, his
eyes were closed and his breathing, slow and forced.
"Hold on Inu Yasha, we are almost at the top," Kagome whispered to him. The night soon sank away revealing a much friendlier trail. Kagome stopped by a river that had frozen over, snow covered the ground in a light blanket, but Storm was still able to find brown dying grass to eat. Inu Yasha managed to get down from Storm on his own. He fell to his knees, as his legs crumpled under him like paper. Kagome had to help him up and led him over to a tree that he could lean against.
"You're getting very weak," Kagome said with a sad voice.
Inu Yasha only nodded he hatter that word, 'Weak'. Never before had he felt so weak from an enemy that he could not even see. Kagome walked over to Storm and led her to the water, breaking the thin layer of ice with a rock. Inu Yasha's eyes looked over the rest of his surrounding; the sun was peeking over the horizon. Reds, Oranges and Purples ran across the sky like water, mixing and clashing together like men in battle. Inu Yasha looked back at Kagome, the grey mare nuzzling her gently hoping to get a scratch, the sun gently glowing on her face. Her eyes met his and held them, a wave of guilt rushed over Inu Yasha. 'This may be the last time I see Kagome happy like this, and to think how I've treated her. Her eyes are those that know the darkness in my soul, but she still was willing to help me. In a way she holds more power then even Kikyo' he shook his head, some part of him was screaming at the wrongness of his last words.
Kagome smiled at him. He smiled back naturally what seemed like the first time in weeks.
"We should get going," Inu Yasha keep his voice neutral with an effort. He did not let on how he was feeling, in the back on his mind he knew his time was running out.
The night only proved what he had thought; he kept waking up, hallucinating. His skin burned like it was cracking like dried mud. Kagome could only place rags soaked in water to provide some relief. She was tired and cold, wondering if maybe she would not make it till morning.
The trail was steep and almost every step Storm slipped on loose rocks, or slick ice. Inu Yasha was slumped over resting on Kagome; his face buried in her hair, his hands fell loosely by his sides. Only reaching up to hold on when Storm started to slip.
It was late in the afternoon when they reached the top of the mountain. It was littered with high rocks jutting out of the snow-covered ground; intimidating yet beautiful. Snow fell lightly on them as they entered a clearing. Kagome jumped off Storm and walked over to the edge, clouds hid most of what was below. Off to the left was a field of blue, swaying left and right at the mercy of the wind.
"The flowers!" Kagome yelled in delight. She ran over to them ignoring the mud she had to run through. "You're going to be alright Inu Yasha!" she yelled back at him. She was surprised when he didn't even look to acknowledge her.
The next hour was spent starting a fire; the wood was wet and did not burn well at all. Kagome read the instructions of the potion carefully, eyeing Inu Yasha every few moments. Every minute she could see him deteriorating, slowly giving in to the disease. Finally she added the flower, it produced a horrible smell, causing Kagome to question its healing powers.
Inu Yasha coughed down the medicne gagging at the taste; he could no longer stand on his own feat. His skin had split on his forehead; blood ran down his face freezing in the wind. He sat on the snow leaning on a rock; his eyes were glazed over, looking into some other world. Kagome sat across from him, waiting for him to say he felt better but those words never came. He just sat there, coughing every now and then.
"Are you alright?" Kagome asked feeling almost rude in breaking the silence. Inu Yasha looked up at her; his eyes were wide, almost wild looking, he hid something in his eyes, like he knew something she didn't. He got up with shaking legs, his feat dragged across the snow as he walked towards her.
Kagome got up to help steady him. He grabbed hold of her hands, his grip was strong. Those gold eyes met with hers. "Kagome promise me something," he said quietly.
She nodded her head, letting him know she was listening. Her face clouded with worry, something was wrong.
"Don't ever look back," he touched the side of her cheek gently, "don't look back," his last words trailed off and became lost in the wind. Inu Yasha's grip loosened and he fell to the ground. Kagome dropped to his side yelling his name. But her cries were in vain; they fell on deaf ears.
Kagome placed her head on his chest, his heart was silent, and his chest no longer rose, "No you can't die!" she yelled out with tears running down her face. She rested her head on his chest, burying her face in his shirt. "You can't die."
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"Hold on Inu Yasha, we are almost at the top," Kagome whispered to him. The night soon sank away revealing a much friendlier trail. Kagome stopped by a river that had frozen over, snow covered the ground in a light blanket, but Storm was still able to find brown dying grass to eat. Inu Yasha managed to get down from Storm on his own. He fell to his knees, as his legs crumpled under him like paper. Kagome had to help him up and led him over to a tree that he could lean against.
"You're getting very weak," Kagome said with a sad voice.
Inu Yasha only nodded he hatter that word, 'Weak'. Never before had he felt so weak from an enemy that he could not even see. Kagome walked over to Storm and led her to the water, breaking the thin layer of ice with a rock. Inu Yasha's eyes looked over the rest of his surrounding; the sun was peeking over the horizon. Reds, Oranges and Purples ran across the sky like water, mixing and clashing together like men in battle. Inu Yasha looked back at Kagome, the grey mare nuzzling her gently hoping to get a scratch, the sun gently glowing on her face. Her eyes met his and held them, a wave of guilt rushed over Inu Yasha. 'This may be the last time I see Kagome happy like this, and to think how I've treated her. Her eyes are those that know the darkness in my soul, but she still was willing to help me. In a way she holds more power then even Kikyo' he shook his head, some part of him was screaming at the wrongness of his last words.
Kagome smiled at him. He smiled back naturally what seemed like the first time in weeks.
"We should get going," Inu Yasha keep his voice neutral with an effort. He did not let on how he was feeling, in the back on his mind he knew his time was running out.
The night only proved what he had thought; he kept waking up, hallucinating. His skin burned like it was cracking like dried mud. Kagome could only place rags soaked in water to provide some relief. She was tired and cold, wondering if maybe she would not make it till morning.
The trail was steep and almost every step Storm slipped on loose rocks, or slick ice. Inu Yasha was slumped over resting on Kagome; his face buried in her hair, his hands fell loosely by his sides. Only reaching up to hold on when Storm started to slip.
It was late in the afternoon when they reached the top of the mountain. It was littered with high rocks jutting out of the snow-covered ground; intimidating yet beautiful. Snow fell lightly on them as they entered a clearing. Kagome jumped off Storm and walked over to the edge, clouds hid most of what was below. Off to the left was a field of blue, swaying left and right at the mercy of the wind.
"The flowers!" Kagome yelled in delight. She ran over to them ignoring the mud she had to run through. "You're going to be alright Inu Yasha!" she yelled back at him. She was surprised when he didn't even look to acknowledge her.
The next hour was spent starting a fire; the wood was wet and did not burn well at all. Kagome read the instructions of the potion carefully, eyeing Inu Yasha every few moments. Every minute she could see him deteriorating, slowly giving in to the disease. Finally she added the flower, it produced a horrible smell, causing Kagome to question its healing powers.
Inu Yasha coughed down the medicne gagging at the taste; he could no longer stand on his own feat. His skin had split on his forehead; blood ran down his face freezing in the wind. He sat on the snow leaning on a rock; his eyes were glazed over, looking into some other world. Kagome sat across from him, waiting for him to say he felt better but those words never came. He just sat there, coughing every now and then.
"Are you alright?" Kagome asked feeling almost rude in breaking the silence. Inu Yasha looked up at her; his eyes were wide, almost wild looking, he hid something in his eyes, like he knew something she didn't. He got up with shaking legs, his feat dragged across the snow as he walked towards her.
Kagome got up to help steady him. He grabbed hold of her hands, his grip was strong. Those gold eyes met with hers. "Kagome promise me something," he said quietly.
She nodded her head, letting him know she was listening. Her face clouded with worry, something was wrong.
"Don't ever look back," he touched the side of her cheek gently, "don't look back," his last words trailed off and became lost in the wind. Inu Yasha's grip loosened and he fell to the ground. Kagome dropped to his side yelling his name. But her cries were in vain; they fell on deaf ears.
Kagome placed her head on his chest, his heart was silent, and his chest no longer rose, "No you can't die!" she yelled out with tears running down her face. She rested her head on his chest, burying her face in his shirt. "You can't die."
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