Inu-Yasha's spine tingled as the tear touched his hand, the coldness of that small drop of water sent chill through his body. "Kagome don't cry everything will be ok fine I promise." There was softness in his tone that Kagome never heard or picked up before.

Kagome Raised both hands to her cheek where Inu-Yasha's hand was, taking it in her hands she clasped it tightly. "Inu-Yasha you can't die, Miroku, Sango, Shippo need you"

With that Inu-Yahsa fell into a deep sleep, still holding Kagome's hands. The last thought through Inu-Yasha's mind was; her hands are so warm, Miroku, Sango, and Shippo need me, but what about you.do you need me? Stupid Wench!

Kagome heard Inu-Yasha's breathing slow and became hardly audioable, Kagome sat there just watching his chest rise and fall slowly with every breathe he took. Kaede slowly walks into the room, sat next to Kagome and places her old hand on one of Kagome's shoulders.

Kagome looks down at the old miko, wanting to ask if he'll live. The old woman looked at Kagome and shook her head slowly. "Lady Kagome his wounds are very deep and there are many, only his demon blood kept him alive so far. I have done all I can, it is now up to Inu-Yasha if he lives or dies." A sadness and despair thick in her old raspy voice.

"Kaede thank you so much for all you have done, may I be alone with him please?" Kagome's tone was more of a command then a question.

"Sure lady Kagome." Understanding was in her eyes and voice. "May I ask how he got such wounds?"

A look of utter hate crossed her face; her blue-grey eyes lost all expression and turned ice cold. A single word escaped from her lips. "Shesso-maru!" Her voice was like ice with all the hate she felt for him.

Kagome then went into a dream like state; her eyes unblinkingly stared at Inu-Yasha's unmoving body. Kagome kept running the battle with Shesso-maru through her mind.

~ Flash Back ~

Sango and Kagome are walking ahead of Miroku and Inu-Yasha talking about each others pasts. When suddenly their screams pierce the silence on the small trail they were following.

"Sango where are you!" fear and panic piercing Miroku's voice. "I'm coming Sango, hold on!"

"Miroku SHUT THE HELL UP will you, just follow me!" Anger deep in Inu- yasha's voice. Damn wench what did she get into now, where his only thoughts. A large clearing emerges; Sango is on the ground blood spilling from her forehead, her sword lying shattered by her side, her bone boomerang lay about ten feet away. Both Miroku and Inu-Yasha charge into the clearing with weapons drawn. At the site of Sango Miroku's staff drops to the ground with a dull thud. Miroku falls to his knees arms limp at his sides crying openly. "Sango! Why you my love? Damn my legs, why couldn't I have been faster? Why did I let you go ahead?"

"Damn it Miroku she is still alive you idiot! You are so useless!" Inu- Yasha was placing emphasis on every insult with a harsh tone.

Miroku crawled slowly over to Sango's still body, took her head in his lap, slowly rubbing her face with his hands. "Open your eyes Sango, please open your eyes!" His voice quivers with distress as he carefully pushes an area of hair that is covering her right eye behind her ear. A weak voice is heard: "Miroku what are you doing? Why are you crying?" Her voice barely audible

"Sango you scared me so much..I.I love you Sango." Tears of complete happiness rolling down his face, dropping onto Sango's, the whole time his hand slowly moves towards her butt.

"Miroku.I.I don't know what to say." She was baffled but what the monk just said, yet at the same time her heart jumped with happiness, until she felt a familiar hand groping her. "You HENTAI!" Sango slapped Miroku with what was left of her strength.

"Sorry to break this up you two but where is Kagome?" Irritation was starting to show in his voice.

"Shesso-maru has got her, he took her, I couldn't stop them." Tears streaming down her face, shamed that she couldn't protect her friend.

"KAGOME! Where'd he take her? Tell me now damn it!" Fear starting to rip through his body. "SHESSO-MARU I'll kill you, you Bastard!"

"I don't know where he took. I just don't know." Sango's arms were now wrapped around Miroku's neck, her head buried in his chest, feeling the warmth from his body.

"Stupid woman, you are no good to me then." Anger taking over his mind, all the muscles start to tense up in his body