AN: The italics hate me and so does ff.net, so I don't have any italics here. Instead, I have "/these/" to symbolize what was supposed to be italicized. And there are alot of stuff that should be italicized in this particular chapter too. I would like it to be italicized too, so live with it.
Disclaimer: "Inuyasha" and its characters do not belong to me, but to the incredible genius that is Rumiko Takahashi. I'm merely borrowing them for my own evil and sadistic purposes, because I'm evil and sadistic like that.
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Yakusoku no Kokoro, Chapter 2: Rememberance
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Kagome climbed out of the old well on the other side of the timeline, pulling herself up and over the edge of the well. She dropped her bag onto the ground beside her feet and sat on the well, looking around herself. This time was no different than what it had been four months ago, when she had left it, fled from it, because it had reminded her so much of Inuyasha she couldn't bear it. In fact, as soon as she had set foot on the soft, springy grass, the memory of Inuyasha had assaulted her mind. All the times she spent with him mingled into one, but the most prominent was his head, lying in her arms, his blood staining her white shirt red. His eyes, staring up at Kagome without seeing her face.
The girl stood up and shook her head, as if her mind was an etch-a-sketch she wanted to erase. She grabbed her bag and swung it over her shoulder and secured it, and readied herself for a long and painful journey to the very place Inuyasha had died. She doubted the almost completed jewel would still be there, it was more than likely a demon who had been drawn to its power took it. But it wasn't too far away, and a voice at the back of her mind said that it might still be there, and that if she could find the last remaining piece, she could bring Inuyasha, Sango, Miroku, and Shippou back to her, and maybe Kohaku too, for Sango.
Kagome pulled her bike out of the well, which she had left there four months ago, distraught about Inuyasha's death. She straddled it and took off, pedalling as fast as she could, towards the field that had been turned into a battlefield. As she rode, memories of that day four months ago and the night before raced through her mind. Tears came to the corners of her eyes and she beat at the pedals with her feet, harder and harder, trying to pound her memories away. They came to her in a rush. Each of them mingling with another, time played no part as they melded into one horrible thought.
/An arrow arched through the air and struck its mark, ripping through the flesh and severing the head from its body. Kagome had thought it was Naraku, but then she looked at the head, now staring up at the heavens with blank, unseeing eyes. Naraku didn't have long, white hair, yellow eyes, and cute dog ears that sat on the top of his head, but Inuyasha did. And the severed head, leaking blood into the already red grass, had all three of these features.
"That was a good shot. You almost hit me, but you just forgot one minor thing. Inuyasha would do anything for me, even die for me if I asked him to."
"That is none of your business, but I'll tell you anyway. It was quite simple really, all I had to do was touch his face and he became a part of me. He's mine now, and the only way you can get him back is to kill me."
"Stay back, Kagome! Inuyasha told me to keep you out of this battle, so I will. Let me handle this. I've been chasing Naraku for too long, now it's time for this chase to stop."
"I won't die, Kagome. I promise. I will stay alive for you."
Kagome screamed and grabbed at the blood-soaked earth with her hands, bringing clumps of red grass and dirt darkened with blood to her face. Tears streamed from her eyes and ran across her cheeks, leaving streaks through her dirty face behind. Then she stood up, her eyes burning with hatred for Naraku and the confusion of a broken mind. Another arrow cut through the air and then flesh, but this time the head had wavy, brown hair and red eyes.
"You should go to bed, Kagome," Inuyasha said, and he looked away, looking as if he'd rather pick a fight with a hundred demons then tell Kagome how he felt. "You need to get your rest, tomorrow is the big day, the final battle between us and Naraku. Go to bed, I'll be in after you."
"I won't die, Kagome. I promise."/
Kagome came to a stop at the field. It was no longer stained with blood, the rain during the last few months probably washed it all away. The jewel was probably washed away with the rest of the debris that had littered the once beautiful field; she had noticed Naraku's body and the little bits of clothing that had been ripped during the battle were both gone. Despite the voice in the back of her mind, which was now telling her that the jewel was definitely not here, she jumped off her bike and walked to a spot of turned earth, the place she had buried Inuyasha the day he had died. Kagome knelt beside his grave and began searching for anything that would mark the location of the jewel; a glint of the sun shining on glass or an indent in the grass. She looked there for an hour, around the four graves of her friends, and even where Naraku had fallen, but she didn't find anything.
She straightened up and brushed the dirt off her skirt, then returned to her bike. She climbed back onto it and rode off again, this time heading for Kaede's village, hoping that the priestess had gotten wind of what happened there at the field and got to the jewel before anything else did. With every push to the pedals that drove her further and further from the desecrated field, the painful memories pounding in Kagome's head ebbed away until there was only one left.
/The rain fell on both of them, the red rain that stained Inuyasha's hair as he waved to Kagome and turned to walk away. Kagome watched Inuyasha's retreating back until she could no longer see it, then she stood alone in the bloody rain. She looked at her hands, and with a choked gasp, she realized that she was cradling Inuyasha's severed head in them. But the head wasn't bleeding, and Kagome realized that the blood raining on her was Inuyasha's. Inuyasha's blood was raining on her, drowning her, and Kagome screamed./
She screamed and screamed, and even as she lost control of her bike and it fell over, flinging her to the grass beside the small trail she had made, she still screamed. The dream that had haunted her every night since Inuyasha died had returned, but it had gone a step further. Kagome brought her scraped knees to her chest and sobbed into them until her eyes ran dry. Then she pushed herself up from the ground, grabbed her bike and checked it for any damage, and when she didn't find any, she remounted it and continued her ride to see Kaede, hoping with all her heart that she had gotten to it before the demons.
/"Kikyou once told me that if the jewel was used for good instead of evil, then it would cease to exist. Keh, as if anyone would want to use it for that, their hearts are all tained with want and greed."
"If you ever died, I want... I want to bring you back."
"Stupid girl, why would you want something like that?"
"Because I love you, Inuyasha."
Kagome got a brief glimpse of the blush that had spread across Inuyasha's face before he turned around, crossed his arms, and shouted, "Keh!"
I love you, Inuyasha./
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Disclaimer: "Inuyasha" and its characters do not belong to me, but to the incredible genius that is Rumiko Takahashi. I'm merely borrowing them for my own evil and sadistic purposes, because I'm evil and sadistic like that.
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Yakusoku no Kokoro, Chapter 2: Rememberance
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Kagome climbed out of the old well on the other side of the timeline, pulling herself up and over the edge of the well. She dropped her bag onto the ground beside her feet and sat on the well, looking around herself. This time was no different than what it had been four months ago, when she had left it, fled from it, because it had reminded her so much of Inuyasha she couldn't bear it. In fact, as soon as she had set foot on the soft, springy grass, the memory of Inuyasha had assaulted her mind. All the times she spent with him mingled into one, but the most prominent was his head, lying in her arms, his blood staining her white shirt red. His eyes, staring up at Kagome without seeing her face.
The girl stood up and shook her head, as if her mind was an etch-a-sketch she wanted to erase. She grabbed her bag and swung it over her shoulder and secured it, and readied herself for a long and painful journey to the very place Inuyasha had died. She doubted the almost completed jewel would still be there, it was more than likely a demon who had been drawn to its power took it. But it wasn't too far away, and a voice at the back of her mind said that it might still be there, and that if she could find the last remaining piece, she could bring Inuyasha, Sango, Miroku, and Shippou back to her, and maybe Kohaku too, for Sango.
Kagome pulled her bike out of the well, which she had left there four months ago, distraught about Inuyasha's death. She straddled it and took off, pedalling as fast as she could, towards the field that had been turned into a battlefield. As she rode, memories of that day four months ago and the night before raced through her mind. Tears came to the corners of her eyes and she beat at the pedals with her feet, harder and harder, trying to pound her memories away. They came to her in a rush. Each of them mingling with another, time played no part as they melded into one horrible thought.
/An arrow arched through the air and struck its mark, ripping through the flesh and severing the head from its body. Kagome had thought it was Naraku, but then she looked at the head, now staring up at the heavens with blank, unseeing eyes. Naraku didn't have long, white hair, yellow eyes, and cute dog ears that sat on the top of his head, but Inuyasha did. And the severed head, leaking blood into the already red grass, had all three of these features.
"That was a good shot. You almost hit me, but you just forgot one minor thing. Inuyasha would do anything for me, even die for me if I asked him to."
"That is none of your business, but I'll tell you anyway. It was quite simple really, all I had to do was touch his face and he became a part of me. He's mine now, and the only way you can get him back is to kill me."
"Stay back, Kagome! Inuyasha told me to keep you out of this battle, so I will. Let me handle this. I've been chasing Naraku for too long, now it's time for this chase to stop."
"I won't die, Kagome. I promise. I will stay alive for you."
Kagome screamed and grabbed at the blood-soaked earth with her hands, bringing clumps of red grass and dirt darkened with blood to her face. Tears streamed from her eyes and ran across her cheeks, leaving streaks through her dirty face behind. Then she stood up, her eyes burning with hatred for Naraku and the confusion of a broken mind. Another arrow cut through the air and then flesh, but this time the head had wavy, brown hair and red eyes.
"You should go to bed, Kagome," Inuyasha said, and he looked away, looking as if he'd rather pick a fight with a hundred demons then tell Kagome how he felt. "You need to get your rest, tomorrow is the big day, the final battle between us and Naraku. Go to bed, I'll be in after you."
"I won't die, Kagome. I promise."/
Kagome came to a stop at the field. It was no longer stained with blood, the rain during the last few months probably washed it all away. The jewel was probably washed away with the rest of the debris that had littered the once beautiful field; she had noticed Naraku's body and the little bits of clothing that had been ripped during the battle were both gone. Despite the voice in the back of her mind, which was now telling her that the jewel was definitely not here, she jumped off her bike and walked to a spot of turned earth, the place she had buried Inuyasha the day he had died. Kagome knelt beside his grave and began searching for anything that would mark the location of the jewel; a glint of the sun shining on glass or an indent in the grass. She looked there for an hour, around the four graves of her friends, and even where Naraku had fallen, but she didn't find anything.
She straightened up and brushed the dirt off her skirt, then returned to her bike. She climbed back onto it and rode off again, this time heading for Kaede's village, hoping that the priestess had gotten wind of what happened there at the field and got to the jewel before anything else did. With every push to the pedals that drove her further and further from the desecrated field, the painful memories pounding in Kagome's head ebbed away until there was only one left.
/The rain fell on both of them, the red rain that stained Inuyasha's hair as he waved to Kagome and turned to walk away. Kagome watched Inuyasha's retreating back until she could no longer see it, then she stood alone in the bloody rain. She looked at her hands, and with a choked gasp, she realized that she was cradling Inuyasha's severed head in them. But the head wasn't bleeding, and Kagome realized that the blood raining on her was Inuyasha's. Inuyasha's blood was raining on her, drowning her, and Kagome screamed./
She screamed and screamed, and even as she lost control of her bike and it fell over, flinging her to the grass beside the small trail she had made, she still screamed. The dream that had haunted her every night since Inuyasha died had returned, but it had gone a step further. Kagome brought her scraped knees to her chest and sobbed into them until her eyes ran dry. Then she pushed herself up from the ground, grabbed her bike and checked it for any damage, and when she didn't find any, she remounted it and continued her ride to see Kaede, hoping with all her heart that she had gotten to it before the demons.
/"Kikyou once told me that if the jewel was used for good instead of evil, then it would cease to exist. Keh, as if anyone would want to use it for that, their hearts are all tained with want and greed."
"If you ever died, I want... I want to bring you back."
"Stupid girl, why would you want something like that?"
"Because I love you, Inuyasha."
Kagome got a brief glimpse of the blush that had spread across Inuyasha's face before he turned around, crossed his arms, and shouted, "Keh!"
I love you, Inuyasha./
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Now that you've read this fanfic (if you did read it), please review it? After all, authors like getting feedback on their stories, you know. I might be evil and sadistic, but that doesn't mean I don't like being praised or helped by constructive criticism. However, if you criticize me for no reason except to criticize me, I might mistake you for my mom's husband and kill you, uh, yeah.
Plugs: Go read TailFluffGirl's fanfics if you haven't read them yet, now. She's my freaking cool beta and a freaking cool author, and I will spork your eyes out if you don't read them! Okay, okay, so I won't spork your eyes out; that's a fate only for my mom's husband. :D