The sky was dark and eerie with its black color. The stars from above, and
the crescent moon, would reveal themselves on occasion through holes in the
clouds. The large puffs were of an ashy gray color. They were full of
evaporated water, which fell back down onto the planet in a thick torrent
of rain. In the background, bolts of flashing light struck down, lighting
up the area for a split second or two. Accompanying the lightning were the
sounds of storm crashing. The long droplets of water rose back up into the
air after striking the ground, and dispersed into gas. A heavy mist
remained low and close to the ground, below the knees.
A crimson river stopped beneath clawed feet. The mist, and the blood being constantly washed away by the heavy rain, overcame the smell of blood. Inuyasha stood hunching forward in exhaustion. His chest was expanding and contracting very hard, easy for anyone to notice. His right arm extended across his body to his other side; the hand was covering something over his left arm. The wound was being pressured by his right hand, blood being squeezed out for a moment, until it was prevented from further exiting his body. There were three tears of his clothes, revealing three gash marks underneath. Inuyasha was limping forward, having to drag his bleeding right leg forward after his left. "Get out of here, Kagome," he ordered for her to do, "Go back home to your own time." Kagome had mixed feelings that could be seen in her eyes. There was fear, and there was distress. Standing before her was the severely wounded dog-demon with his silver hair dancing to one side with the gusts of wind. The look on his face told her he was being dead serious. And behind him, lay on the ground the enormous head of a demon that had been slain and decapitated. Blood was protruding from the neck area of the head and body. By now the girl had been used to such gory sights, but something about Inuyasha's eyes shot fear into her heart. Despite the stern face, she had the feeling that something inside of him was being held back. The closer Inuyasha was limping to her, the more she backed away from him. Her arms stood against her chest, with her wrists pressing against each other, below her shaking head. The feelings were preventing her from watching her back, where Inuyasha was intent on making her continue. Soon, he had stopped moving, only standing to watch Kagome. "Why did you stop? What are you going to do to me, Inuyasha," Kagome asked with a new confusion swirling through her mind. Before she was planning to stop, the edge of the wall hit her lower back, and she was flipped over. The raven-black haired, young, modern girl was unexpectedly and unwillingly returning to present times; her times. Inuyasha slid his right hand from his wound to the handle of his sword, the Tetsusaiga. The weapon was drawn from its sheath and swung at a nearby tree's trunk. One clean swipe and the tree had been separated from its roots, falling in the desired direction, until it finally blocked the well entirely. "That should keep her from coming back," Inuyasha grunted to himself before leaving the place.
The night had soon passed and the sun had come up over the horizon. It was morning. The birds were chirping their cheerful songs, and people were dusting the front of their homes with brooms. The same setting filled the hearts of two people with a reminder, which ultimately brought them unhappiness or regret. Both Inuyasha and Kagome were looking outside their windows to the light blue sky. The emotions were obvious when one looked to their faces. Kagome was alone in her room, but Myoga stood on Inuyasha's shoulder. "What is the problem, Lord Inuyasha," he asked, but was given no answer by the one who lowered his head with a frown. "You miss Kagome, don't you? Do you not have regret for doing what you have, my Lord," the flea demon continued asking, but still was being given no answers. Inuyasha stood up with his head hanging low, and stepped out the door of the building. "Good morning to ye, Inuyasha," Kaede greeted. The old woman was standing at the opposite end of the small path, and looked out over the vast fields before her. "It has been four days since ye have sealed the well," she reminded Inuyasha. The quiet and solemn mutt walked past Kaede without a word, heading down the halls. The path he was taking would lead him to the well, but by the saddened look over his face, one would guess he doesn't have a clue where he's headed. Kaede, with her arms folded behind her back, followed Inuyasha with her eyes until he disappeared into the forest. She then knew where he was walking to, where she expected him to.
The known well was coming up closer as Inuyasha's feet continued talking one slow step after another across the open grass field encircled by the forest. Seeing his head was still in the same position, Myoga informed him, "We have arrived at the well, Lord Inuyasha." That got him to stop, but still not look up. Inuyasha's gaze was set to the ground in front of him; he was imagining Kagome's uniform shoes, beneath her high socks and legs. But that's all it was, an imagination. Myoga spoke once again, "Lord Inuyasha! The well is no longer being sealed by the tree!" That new information snapped Inuyasha back to reality. Myoga wasn't lying about the tree not being there. 'But . . . How is that possible? Who would have moved such a large thing,' Inuyasha questioned in his mind.
Inuyasha could already picture Kagome coming back to him. His hopes were being fulfilled, when he saw a hand reach up over the well. "It's her! You've come back, Kagome," his shouts were full of excitement and happiness. Inuyasha continued to watch for the person to climb out the well, and to his dismay, it wasn't whom he expected. A boy, with short, brown hair, and a black boy's school uniform, stood in front of Inuyasha. But his left hand was still inside the well even as he stood. Hojo was helping someone up, and this time it was who Inuyasha hoped for. "Kagome," Inuyasha yelled in joy and jumped onto the girl with his arms enveloping her body tightly. She looked to Hojo with a guilty expression, and pushed Inuyasha off herself. The cat-like ears dropped when he was filled with apprehension, looking back and forth between Kagome and the boy he did not know of. Kagome was being held to Hojo by his left arm, "Inuyasha. I want you to meet my boyfriend, Hojo." It felt like Inuyasha's jaw had dropped all the way to the ground, and a gloomy feeling overtook him from above.
A crimson river stopped beneath clawed feet. The mist, and the blood being constantly washed away by the heavy rain, overcame the smell of blood. Inuyasha stood hunching forward in exhaustion. His chest was expanding and contracting very hard, easy for anyone to notice. His right arm extended across his body to his other side; the hand was covering something over his left arm. The wound was being pressured by his right hand, blood being squeezed out for a moment, until it was prevented from further exiting his body. There were three tears of his clothes, revealing three gash marks underneath. Inuyasha was limping forward, having to drag his bleeding right leg forward after his left. "Get out of here, Kagome," he ordered for her to do, "Go back home to your own time." Kagome had mixed feelings that could be seen in her eyes. There was fear, and there was distress. Standing before her was the severely wounded dog-demon with his silver hair dancing to one side with the gusts of wind. The look on his face told her he was being dead serious. And behind him, lay on the ground the enormous head of a demon that had been slain and decapitated. Blood was protruding from the neck area of the head and body. By now the girl had been used to such gory sights, but something about Inuyasha's eyes shot fear into her heart. Despite the stern face, she had the feeling that something inside of him was being held back. The closer Inuyasha was limping to her, the more she backed away from him. Her arms stood against her chest, with her wrists pressing against each other, below her shaking head. The feelings were preventing her from watching her back, where Inuyasha was intent on making her continue. Soon, he had stopped moving, only standing to watch Kagome. "Why did you stop? What are you going to do to me, Inuyasha," Kagome asked with a new confusion swirling through her mind. Before she was planning to stop, the edge of the wall hit her lower back, and she was flipped over. The raven-black haired, young, modern girl was unexpectedly and unwillingly returning to present times; her times. Inuyasha slid his right hand from his wound to the handle of his sword, the Tetsusaiga. The weapon was drawn from its sheath and swung at a nearby tree's trunk. One clean swipe and the tree had been separated from its roots, falling in the desired direction, until it finally blocked the well entirely. "That should keep her from coming back," Inuyasha grunted to himself before leaving the place.
The night had soon passed and the sun had come up over the horizon. It was morning. The birds were chirping their cheerful songs, and people were dusting the front of their homes with brooms. The same setting filled the hearts of two people with a reminder, which ultimately brought them unhappiness or regret. Both Inuyasha and Kagome were looking outside their windows to the light blue sky. The emotions were obvious when one looked to their faces. Kagome was alone in her room, but Myoga stood on Inuyasha's shoulder. "What is the problem, Lord Inuyasha," he asked, but was given no answer by the one who lowered his head with a frown. "You miss Kagome, don't you? Do you not have regret for doing what you have, my Lord," the flea demon continued asking, but still was being given no answers. Inuyasha stood up with his head hanging low, and stepped out the door of the building. "Good morning to ye, Inuyasha," Kaede greeted. The old woman was standing at the opposite end of the small path, and looked out over the vast fields before her. "It has been four days since ye have sealed the well," she reminded Inuyasha. The quiet and solemn mutt walked past Kaede without a word, heading down the halls. The path he was taking would lead him to the well, but by the saddened look over his face, one would guess he doesn't have a clue where he's headed. Kaede, with her arms folded behind her back, followed Inuyasha with her eyes until he disappeared into the forest. She then knew where he was walking to, where she expected him to.
The known well was coming up closer as Inuyasha's feet continued talking one slow step after another across the open grass field encircled by the forest. Seeing his head was still in the same position, Myoga informed him, "We have arrived at the well, Lord Inuyasha." That got him to stop, but still not look up. Inuyasha's gaze was set to the ground in front of him; he was imagining Kagome's uniform shoes, beneath her high socks and legs. But that's all it was, an imagination. Myoga spoke once again, "Lord Inuyasha! The well is no longer being sealed by the tree!" That new information snapped Inuyasha back to reality. Myoga wasn't lying about the tree not being there. 'But . . . How is that possible? Who would have moved such a large thing,' Inuyasha questioned in his mind.
Inuyasha could already picture Kagome coming back to him. His hopes were being fulfilled, when he saw a hand reach up over the well. "It's her! You've come back, Kagome," his shouts were full of excitement and happiness. Inuyasha continued to watch for the person to climb out the well, and to his dismay, it wasn't whom he expected. A boy, with short, brown hair, and a black boy's school uniform, stood in front of Inuyasha. But his left hand was still inside the well even as he stood. Hojo was helping someone up, and this time it was who Inuyasha hoped for. "Kagome," Inuyasha yelled in joy and jumped onto the girl with his arms enveloping her body tightly. She looked to Hojo with a guilty expression, and pushed Inuyasha off herself. The cat-like ears dropped when he was filled with apprehension, looking back and forth between Kagome and the boy he did not know of. Kagome was being held to Hojo by his left arm, "Inuyasha. I want you to meet my boyfriend, Hojo." It felt like Inuyasha's jaw had dropped all the way to the ground, and a gloomy feeling overtook him from above.
