It took forever to write this. I swear it did. We have been getting ready to move and there have been exams and tests and all that other crap for the past few weeks. These are no excuses for not writing and I'm sorry. I really do love writing this story and it sucks that I've been having writers block for it. Hopefully the next chapters will be out sooner. Thank you for the reviews. Everyone who has been reviewing and reading and who says that they love this story, I do it for you. And the drugs…and the love…that I get from the bottom of the bottle…
Sesshy- Stop breaking out into song, stupid woman! Give them the next chapter!
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"Naraku?" Shippo questioned, looking up into the confused face of the hanyou above him.
Inuyasha growled, and nodded yes to the questioned. "Yeah. Her scent is Naraku and death."
Kagome tried desperately to choke back her tears as she turned her head from the dead body of the demon slayer. Sango, one of her best friends, was dead. Had been for days. How did that make any sense? "I d-don't understand," she whispered.
The hanyou turned to her. He then stood from his crouching position on the hard ground, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling the young miko closer to him. He didn't want her to have to see this. She buried her face into his shoulder. Miroku's face was a stoic mask as he bent down. Placing his hand on the demon slayer's shoulder, he pushed her up, lifting the body into his arms. He looked down at his love, tears forming in his eyes.
"She died many days ago," he said, almost as if he was talking to himself. "She must have been killed inside this very monastery. Naraku has been possessing her body ever since. How could we not sense this?!" he screamed angrily.
Shippo looked around him, terror shaking the small kitsune as he did. Inuyasha was holding a sobbing Kagome in his arms, and Miroku looked as if he was going to go on a war path. The young fox demon crawled over to the hanyou, grabbing onto the mikos legs for comfort.
"There has to be a way to fix this," Kagome whispered into Inuyasha's shirt. "We can't just…she can't be dead!"
Inuyasha continued to stroke the young girl's hair. "Shh," he told her soothingly. "It's all a dream, Kagome. We'll wake up soon," he assured her softly.
The young miko put her hands up to his chest, pushing him away a bit. She looked up at him, her brown eyes watering with unshed tears that she was trying to desperately not to cry. Miroku simply starred at him. "We will all wake up soon," the hanyou repeated.
"Inuyasha…" the miko began.
Shippo back away from the two, running and quickly jumping up onto the houshi's shoulder. This was scary. He was afraid and Inuyasha was being crazy. The hanyou smiled down at Kagome, a warm, soothing smile, promising that everything would be all right. The woman wanted to scream.
"Don't worry," he said, kissing the top of her head lovingly. "Everything is going to be just find. It's all just a dream. A nightmare. The monsters will come after you, and everything will be torn apart…but in the end it's just a dream. I promise, when you wake up…"
"Stop it!" she yelled, pushing him away. Inuyasha was stunned. He looked at her, hurt showing clearly on his face. "Just stop it! This is not a dream!"
The kit tried to hide himself behind Miroku's head as she continued to scream. Inuyasha sat down, leaning his back against the wall, and pulled his knees up to his chest, rocking back and forth a bit. Kagome fell to her knees, crying and screaming. The houshi looked at the dead Sango in his arms, and felt a few tears falling down his face.
"It's a horrible, awful dream. But we'll all wake up soon. And then Kagome will be there. And Miroku, Sango, and even Shippo. It will all be all right as soon as we open our eyes," Inuyasha whispered to himself.
The young miko stood up, making her way over to Miroku. She brushed her hand over a stand of Sango's hair, letting out a sob. "Are we dreaming, Miroku?" she whispered.
"I hope so," he answered.
Shippo then jumped off of his shoulder. He ran as fast as he could to the hanyou and jumped on top of him. Then, with all of his kitsune might, began pounding on his head. "Snap! Out! Of! It! All of you! This isn't a dream! We are not sleeping! We have to save Sango!" he screamed.
~~~
"What a lovely picture," Naraku commented to himself. "You truly did do such a wonderful job, Jenahara. It seems that you did all you promised. I thank you. And, say hello to Kikyo for me."
He frowned a bit, looking down at the bloodied body of the sorceress who lay in front of him. Inuyasha had woken up, forcing the demon to stop possessing Sango's body, for fear that the hanyou may have smelled his scent. But now, as he watched the group, all crying and disoriented, he couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped him. (Jenahara may have been insane, but she really could deliver.)
With a flick of his wrist, Kana and Kagura, and a few more of his newest 'creations', appeared all around him.
"What?" Kagura asked rather upset.
Naraku turned to them, smiling in that sickeningly charming way he always did. "I am tired of waiting," he said slowly. "We will go to the monastery. I want you to kill any human, hanyou, or demon there."
The wind sorceress gasped. They were finally going to fight Inuyasha? "And…the Shikon jewel shards…"
"Leave the shards to me," he hissed. "Go!"
~~~
Kagome watched as warm tears ran freely down her face as Inuyasha continued muttering to himself. Miroku was still holding the demon slayer in his arms, crying softly as Shippo tried to calm everyone down. (I let her down. That bastard. He will die for ever touching her!)
The young miko walked over to the hanyou, crouching down at putting a hand underneath his chin. When he looked up, his golden eyes were filled with unshed tears, but he looked somehow very peaceful. Smiling he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her down into his lap. Her chocolate eyes went wide with surprise for a few moments, but she soon relaxed.
"Inuyasha…" she said softly into his shoulder. "Your not dreaming anymore," she whispered.
He shook his head, running his clawed hands through her raven hair. "Sango can't be dead…she can't be…I won't let her be…"
The teenager snapped. She sat up abruptly, slamming her small fist's into the half demons body furiously. Inuyasha watched her in confusion as she continued to cry and hit him. "Kagome? What are you doing?" he asked her softly, clearly unaffected by her blows.
Nearly chocking on her tears, the young woman looked up into the eyes of the hanyou that she had come to know and love. "Snap out of it Inuyasha! Your awake! Your not dreaming! Sango is dead and we can't bring her back! Naraku possessed her…she's gone. Why can't you understand that?"
"Because I don't want to!" he growled at her. Kagome took a deep breath, blinking at him a few times. He sighed, one of his hands reaching up to caress her cheek. "If she died, then I failed. I can't watch another person I love die because of him; because of me. I won't."
"You can't turn back time Inuyasha," she whispered softly to him. "But you can still kill him. And we will. But we can't do it without you."
The houshi, who was still sitting with his back leaned against one of the stone walls, looked up, seeing the two in their embrace. "She's right," he said softly, never moving his purple eyes from the lifeless woman in his arms. "We need you to kill him. And I'm hurting now…we all are. But I'm not going to let him get away. You won't let him get away with her death too will you Inuyasha?"
"…No," the hanyou answered softly. He cast his eyes to the floor. Kagome lifted up his face. She looked into his eyes, speaking softly so she wouldn't upset him.
"It's not a dream."
With those four whispered words, something clicked. A kind of haze which had been keeping him from seeing the real picture, forcing him to snap back into reality. Kagome was safe, Sango was dead, and he was going to rip out Naraku's throat.
~~~
Kagome smiled softly at the hanyou. He had been exhausted when he had woken up. (No wonder he was so tired. All this time, I thought he was just in some sort of coma. He wasn't sleeping at all though. He was in a world of his own tortures.) After promising to stay with him, Inuyasha had finally agreed to try and get some rest. Miroku had gone off on his own. Although the young miko didn't want to leave him alone in this time of grief, she knew that he needed it. It wasn't until she had seen the look on the houshi's face that she realized how deeply he truly had loved the demon slayer.
She herself couldn't believe that Sango was gone. What had happened to her? How could they not have realized that she was not herself? The miko hadn't even noticed Naraku's evil presence in the monastery. They had all been too wrapped up in Inuyasha. A shiver ran down Kagome's spine. If he had wanted to, Naraku could have probably picked them all off one by one, and then left Inuyasha in his eternal Hell. So…why hadn't he? Maybe he had other plans. Naraku was always the one who had another trick up his sleeve.
Kagome noticed the hanyou waking up. She smiled softly at him.
"Kag…" he began softly.
She leaned forward, a few strands of black hair falling in front of her face as she did, to push Inuyasha back down. "Shh. I'm here. It's all right."
He let out a sigh of relief. His body seemed to relax, knowing the she was there. She gave him a warm smile, which was becoming increasingly harder to fake. Her best friend was dead, and they would probably all be next. (What am I thinking? I can't give up hope now. Sango would never want me to do that. She would want me to be strong. But…can I be strong? Can we defeat Naraku?)
The young girl wasn't even aware of the warm tears running down her cheeks until Inuyasha rubbed one away with his thumb. "Don't cry," he whispered softly.
She tried to force herself to smile at him, but she couldn't stop the tears that continued to come. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a warm embrace as she sobbed into his shoulder. He stroked her hair lovingly, whispered into her ear and hoping that soon she would be all right.
"I'm sorry Inuyasha. It's just…how could we not have known? We lost Sango and we didn't even see what was right there in front of us. She was my best friend. My best…I let her down."
"No you didn't," he assured her. "The only way you would have let her down is if you gave up. If you give up. And you can't."
This only made her seem to cry harder. "But I want to! What if I can't fight. What if…What if…"
He silenced her by pulling back and placing his hand underneath her chin. He lifted her face up to meet his eyes. "No, you won't. You can fight. If you don't…" he trailed off, unsure of what to say.
"What?" she asked softly. She could feel her heart begin racing. Being this close to Inuyasha always did that to her.
He shook his head suddenly, snow white hair falling over his shoulder. "You can't. I won't let you. I thought I lost you. I won't ever go through anything like that again. Without you… I can't."
She blinked. Her crying had become softer. "I don't know what your talking about," she whispered.
"I…without you…" Inuyasha stuttered. He finally met her gaze, and in that moment he realized it was now or never. "I need you to hold on…for me. I need you to fight…for me. Without you, no one can save me. You saved me…" He took a deep breath. "You're the one who saved me from that place."
Kagome shook her head. "I didn't do that. You did. You saved yourself. You…"
"No. It was you. It was…my love…for you…that's what got me out of there. As soon as I said that I loved you, as soon as I admitted it to myself, I was free. You saved me. It was you…"
The young miko gasped. (He…he loves me? That was what got him out? Oh my…he loves me!) It took all of her self control not to jump up and do a little victory dance; something which didn't seem very appropriate for a situation such as this. She instead did something that seemed much more fitting.
"I love you too, Inuyasha."
The hanyou blinked at her.
(She…loves me? Me? Kagome…loves…me?
*Der. That's what she just said. Honestly, you are so dense sometimes.*
But why? I never thought she would ever feel the same way.
*Well she does.*
What the hell do I do now?
*Do I have to think of everything! Kiss her stupid!*
I am not stupid!
*Well then kiss her already!*
Fine!)
Kagome watched with a bit of uncertainty as she saw a flicker of emotions pass over the hanyou's face. Confusion, sadness, happiness, and…annoyance. His yellow eyes were narrowed, and if the miko didn't know any better, she could swear he was glaring at his own forehead. (Not the reaction I was looking for,) she thought with a bit of disappointment.
"Do you truly mean that Kagome? Do you really love me?"
She nodded her head, smiling as she continued to cry. "I do. I thought that, well, I thought you would never see me as more than a jewel detector or Kikyo's look alike. I couldn't help but love you though. Your brave, and courageous, and I know that underneath it all you really do care about me, even if you are a bit of a jerk sometimes…" Upon seeing him glare at her she gave him a rueful smile. "Heh…um you can just forget that last part…"
He cupped her cheek in his hand, his gaze turning soft as he looked into her eyes. "You are so different from Kikyo. She was always so sad. She appeared happy, but underneath it all she was bitter, angry because she had to give up her own life to protect the jewel. She was caught in between, just like me. I did love her. But, the look in her eyes, the look of anger I saw when she pinned me to that tree fifty years ago, I saw something in her that I have never seen in anyone else. Hatred. Not the kind of hate that you or I have for Naraku, but true hate. All her love for me had been erased, like it was never there in the first place. And…no matter what has happened between us, I always knew that you would care about me. I knew that you valued our friendship as much as I did. I never had to second guess loving you, Kagome."
The young girl was left speechless. She nodded mutely at the end of what he had said. Hesitantly, he began leaning forward.
(Oh my gosh, is he going to kiss me?
*Duh!*
He really is. Hey wait…since when do I have voices in my head?
*Since you became an idiot*
Hey!
*Kiss him back stupid*
I really am going insane…)
Kagome leaned closer to him. Soon, their lips met. The kiss was soft, hesitant, both still unsure about the other's feelings. Finally the kiss deepened. The young girl wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. Inuyasha entwined one of his hands in her raven hair. After what seemed like hours they pulled away, both smiling.
"Would you…I mean…stay with me tonight, please?" he questioned softly. He hated sound so weak, but he didn't think he could stand being apart from her.
The miko nodded. Inuyasha laid down and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her protectively. She buried her head into his shoulder, snuggling closer into the warmth that radiated off of him. He stroked the side of her cheek loving, smiling as he watched her begin to drift off to sleep. (Whatever Naraku has planned for us, it doesn't matter. We're going to make it through this. I know we will.)
He brushed as kiss over her forehead and sighed. He closed his eyes and soon drifted off to sleep. And that night, as he held the woman he loved in his arms, Inuyasha wasn't plagued by his nightmares.
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Awww! That was soooo sweet.
Naraku- Hey! I was supposed to get to fight in this chapter.
Yeah…see…about that he he…we're gonna have two more chapters instead of one like I thought…
Inuyasha- Cool.
Miroku- Don't take so freaking long to update next time!
EEP! REVIEW AND I'LL UPDATE FASTER! I SWEAR! There, I said it.
Miroku- So?
Tell him to get his sword away from me! Sesshy- Who? Me? What? I'm not doing anything…
Sesshy- Stop breaking out into song, stupid woman! Give them the next chapter!
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"Naraku?" Shippo questioned, looking up into the confused face of the hanyou above him.
Inuyasha growled, and nodded yes to the questioned. "Yeah. Her scent is Naraku and death."
Kagome tried desperately to choke back her tears as she turned her head from the dead body of the demon slayer. Sango, one of her best friends, was dead. Had been for days. How did that make any sense? "I d-don't understand," she whispered.
The hanyou turned to her. He then stood from his crouching position on the hard ground, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling the young miko closer to him. He didn't want her to have to see this. She buried her face into his shoulder. Miroku's face was a stoic mask as he bent down. Placing his hand on the demon slayer's shoulder, he pushed her up, lifting the body into his arms. He looked down at his love, tears forming in his eyes.
"She died many days ago," he said, almost as if he was talking to himself. "She must have been killed inside this very monastery. Naraku has been possessing her body ever since. How could we not sense this?!" he screamed angrily.
Shippo looked around him, terror shaking the small kitsune as he did. Inuyasha was holding a sobbing Kagome in his arms, and Miroku looked as if he was going to go on a war path. The young fox demon crawled over to the hanyou, grabbing onto the mikos legs for comfort.
"There has to be a way to fix this," Kagome whispered into Inuyasha's shirt. "We can't just…she can't be dead!"
Inuyasha continued to stroke the young girl's hair. "Shh," he told her soothingly. "It's all a dream, Kagome. We'll wake up soon," he assured her softly.
The young miko put her hands up to his chest, pushing him away a bit. She looked up at him, her brown eyes watering with unshed tears that she was trying to desperately not to cry. Miroku simply starred at him. "We will all wake up soon," the hanyou repeated.
"Inuyasha…" the miko began.
Shippo back away from the two, running and quickly jumping up onto the houshi's shoulder. This was scary. He was afraid and Inuyasha was being crazy. The hanyou smiled down at Kagome, a warm, soothing smile, promising that everything would be all right. The woman wanted to scream.
"Don't worry," he said, kissing the top of her head lovingly. "Everything is going to be just find. It's all just a dream. A nightmare. The monsters will come after you, and everything will be torn apart…but in the end it's just a dream. I promise, when you wake up…"
"Stop it!" she yelled, pushing him away. Inuyasha was stunned. He looked at her, hurt showing clearly on his face. "Just stop it! This is not a dream!"
The kit tried to hide himself behind Miroku's head as she continued to scream. Inuyasha sat down, leaning his back against the wall, and pulled his knees up to his chest, rocking back and forth a bit. Kagome fell to her knees, crying and screaming. The houshi looked at the dead Sango in his arms, and felt a few tears falling down his face.
"It's a horrible, awful dream. But we'll all wake up soon. And then Kagome will be there. And Miroku, Sango, and even Shippo. It will all be all right as soon as we open our eyes," Inuyasha whispered to himself.
The young miko stood up, making her way over to Miroku. She brushed her hand over a stand of Sango's hair, letting out a sob. "Are we dreaming, Miroku?" she whispered.
"I hope so," he answered.
Shippo then jumped off of his shoulder. He ran as fast as he could to the hanyou and jumped on top of him. Then, with all of his kitsune might, began pounding on his head. "Snap! Out! Of! It! All of you! This isn't a dream! We are not sleeping! We have to save Sango!" he screamed.
~~~
"What a lovely picture," Naraku commented to himself. "You truly did do such a wonderful job, Jenahara. It seems that you did all you promised. I thank you. And, say hello to Kikyo for me."
He frowned a bit, looking down at the bloodied body of the sorceress who lay in front of him. Inuyasha had woken up, forcing the demon to stop possessing Sango's body, for fear that the hanyou may have smelled his scent. But now, as he watched the group, all crying and disoriented, he couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped him. (Jenahara may have been insane, but she really could deliver.)
With a flick of his wrist, Kana and Kagura, and a few more of his newest 'creations', appeared all around him.
"What?" Kagura asked rather upset.
Naraku turned to them, smiling in that sickeningly charming way he always did. "I am tired of waiting," he said slowly. "We will go to the monastery. I want you to kill any human, hanyou, or demon there."
The wind sorceress gasped. They were finally going to fight Inuyasha? "And…the Shikon jewel shards…"
"Leave the shards to me," he hissed. "Go!"
~~~
Kagome watched as warm tears ran freely down her face as Inuyasha continued muttering to himself. Miroku was still holding the demon slayer in his arms, crying softly as Shippo tried to calm everyone down. (I let her down. That bastard. He will die for ever touching her!)
The young miko walked over to the hanyou, crouching down at putting a hand underneath his chin. When he looked up, his golden eyes were filled with unshed tears, but he looked somehow very peaceful. Smiling he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her down into his lap. Her chocolate eyes went wide with surprise for a few moments, but she soon relaxed.
"Inuyasha…" she said softly into his shoulder. "Your not dreaming anymore," she whispered.
He shook his head, running his clawed hands through her raven hair. "Sango can't be dead…she can't be…I won't let her be…"
The teenager snapped. She sat up abruptly, slamming her small fist's into the half demons body furiously. Inuyasha watched her in confusion as she continued to cry and hit him. "Kagome? What are you doing?" he asked her softly, clearly unaffected by her blows.
Nearly chocking on her tears, the young woman looked up into the eyes of the hanyou that she had come to know and love. "Snap out of it Inuyasha! Your awake! Your not dreaming! Sango is dead and we can't bring her back! Naraku possessed her…she's gone. Why can't you understand that?"
"Because I don't want to!" he growled at her. Kagome took a deep breath, blinking at him a few times. He sighed, one of his hands reaching up to caress her cheek. "If she died, then I failed. I can't watch another person I love die because of him; because of me. I won't."
"You can't turn back time Inuyasha," she whispered softly to him. "But you can still kill him. And we will. But we can't do it without you."
The houshi, who was still sitting with his back leaned against one of the stone walls, looked up, seeing the two in their embrace. "She's right," he said softly, never moving his purple eyes from the lifeless woman in his arms. "We need you to kill him. And I'm hurting now…we all are. But I'm not going to let him get away. You won't let him get away with her death too will you Inuyasha?"
"…No," the hanyou answered softly. He cast his eyes to the floor. Kagome lifted up his face. She looked into his eyes, speaking softly so she wouldn't upset him.
"It's not a dream."
With those four whispered words, something clicked. A kind of haze which had been keeping him from seeing the real picture, forcing him to snap back into reality. Kagome was safe, Sango was dead, and he was going to rip out Naraku's throat.
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Kagome smiled softly at the hanyou. He had been exhausted when he had woken up. (No wonder he was so tired. All this time, I thought he was just in some sort of coma. He wasn't sleeping at all though. He was in a world of his own tortures.) After promising to stay with him, Inuyasha had finally agreed to try and get some rest. Miroku had gone off on his own. Although the young miko didn't want to leave him alone in this time of grief, she knew that he needed it. It wasn't until she had seen the look on the houshi's face that she realized how deeply he truly had loved the demon slayer.
She herself couldn't believe that Sango was gone. What had happened to her? How could they not have realized that she was not herself? The miko hadn't even noticed Naraku's evil presence in the monastery. They had all been too wrapped up in Inuyasha. A shiver ran down Kagome's spine. If he had wanted to, Naraku could have probably picked them all off one by one, and then left Inuyasha in his eternal Hell. So…why hadn't he? Maybe he had other plans. Naraku was always the one who had another trick up his sleeve.
Kagome noticed the hanyou waking up. She smiled softly at him.
"Kag…" he began softly.
She leaned forward, a few strands of black hair falling in front of her face as she did, to push Inuyasha back down. "Shh. I'm here. It's all right."
He let out a sigh of relief. His body seemed to relax, knowing the she was there. She gave him a warm smile, which was becoming increasingly harder to fake. Her best friend was dead, and they would probably all be next. (What am I thinking? I can't give up hope now. Sango would never want me to do that. She would want me to be strong. But…can I be strong? Can we defeat Naraku?)
The young girl wasn't even aware of the warm tears running down her cheeks until Inuyasha rubbed one away with his thumb. "Don't cry," he whispered softly.
She tried to force herself to smile at him, but she couldn't stop the tears that continued to come. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a warm embrace as she sobbed into his shoulder. He stroked her hair lovingly, whispered into her ear and hoping that soon she would be all right.
"I'm sorry Inuyasha. It's just…how could we not have known? We lost Sango and we didn't even see what was right there in front of us. She was my best friend. My best…I let her down."
"No you didn't," he assured her. "The only way you would have let her down is if you gave up. If you give up. And you can't."
This only made her seem to cry harder. "But I want to! What if I can't fight. What if…What if…"
He silenced her by pulling back and placing his hand underneath her chin. He lifted her face up to meet his eyes. "No, you won't. You can fight. If you don't…" he trailed off, unsure of what to say.
"What?" she asked softly. She could feel her heart begin racing. Being this close to Inuyasha always did that to her.
He shook his head suddenly, snow white hair falling over his shoulder. "You can't. I won't let you. I thought I lost you. I won't ever go through anything like that again. Without you… I can't."
She blinked. Her crying had become softer. "I don't know what your talking about," she whispered.
"I…without you…" Inuyasha stuttered. He finally met her gaze, and in that moment he realized it was now or never. "I need you to hold on…for me. I need you to fight…for me. Without you, no one can save me. You saved me…" He took a deep breath. "You're the one who saved me from that place."
Kagome shook her head. "I didn't do that. You did. You saved yourself. You…"
"No. It was you. It was…my love…for you…that's what got me out of there. As soon as I said that I loved you, as soon as I admitted it to myself, I was free. You saved me. It was you…"
The young miko gasped. (He…he loves me? That was what got him out? Oh my…he loves me!) It took all of her self control not to jump up and do a little victory dance; something which didn't seem very appropriate for a situation such as this. She instead did something that seemed much more fitting.
"I love you too, Inuyasha."
The hanyou blinked at her.
(She…loves me? Me? Kagome…loves…me?
*Der. That's what she just said. Honestly, you are so dense sometimes.*
But why? I never thought she would ever feel the same way.
*Well she does.*
What the hell do I do now?
*Do I have to think of everything! Kiss her stupid!*
I am not stupid!
*Well then kiss her already!*
Fine!)
Kagome watched with a bit of uncertainty as she saw a flicker of emotions pass over the hanyou's face. Confusion, sadness, happiness, and…annoyance. His yellow eyes were narrowed, and if the miko didn't know any better, she could swear he was glaring at his own forehead. (Not the reaction I was looking for,) she thought with a bit of disappointment.
"Do you truly mean that Kagome? Do you really love me?"
She nodded her head, smiling as she continued to cry. "I do. I thought that, well, I thought you would never see me as more than a jewel detector or Kikyo's look alike. I couldn't help but love you though. Your brave, and courageous, and I know that underneath it all you really do care about me, even if you are a bit of a jerk sometimes…" Upon seeing him glare at her she gave him a rueful smile. "Heh…um you can just forget that last part…"
He cupped her cheek in his hand, his gaze turning soft as he looked into her eyes. "You are so different from Kikyo. She was always so sad. She appeared happy, but underneath it all she was bitter, angry because she had to give up her own life to protect the jewel. She was caught in between, just like me. I did love her. But, the look in her eyes, the look of anger I saw when she pinned me to that tree fifty years ago, I saw something in her that I have never seen in anyone else. Hatred. Not the kind of hate that you or I have for Naraku, but true hate. All her love for me had been erased, like it was never there in the first place. And…no matter what has happened between us, I always knew that you would care about me. I knew that you valued our friendship as much as I did. I never had to second guess loving you, Kagome."
The young girl was left speechless. She nodded mutely at the end of what he had said. Hesitantly, he began leaning forward.
(Oh my gosh, is he going to kiss me?
*Duh!*
He really is. Hey wait…since when do I have voices in my head?
*Since you became an idiot*
Hey!
*Kiss him back stupid*
I really am going insane…)
Kagome leaned closer to him. Soon, their lips met. The kiss was soft, hesitant, both still unsure about the other's feelings. Finally the kiss deepened. The young girl wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. Inuyasha entwined one of his hands in her raven hair. After what seemed like hours they pulled away, both smiling.
"Would you…I mean…stay with me tonight, please?" he questioned softly. He hated sound so weak, but he didn't think he could stand being apart from her.
The miko nodded. Inuyasha laid down and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her protectively. She buried her head into his shoulder, snuggling closer into the warmth that radiated off of him. He stroked the side of her cheek loving, smiling as he watched her begin to drift off to sleep. (Whatever Naraku has planned for us, it doesn't matter. We're going to make it through this. I know we will.)
He brushed as kiss over her forehead and sighed. He closed his eyes and soon drifted off to sleep. And that night, as he held the woman he loved in his arms, Inuyasha wasn't plagued by his nightmares.
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Awww! That was soooo sweet.
Naraku- Hey! I was supposed to get to fight in this chapter.
Yeah…see…about that he he…we're gonna have two more chapters instead of one like I thought…
Inuyasha- Cool.
Miroku- Don't take so freaking long to update next time!
EEP! REVIEW AND I'LL UPDATE FASTER! I SWEAR! There, I said it.
Miroku- So?
Tell him to get his sword away from me! Sesshy- Who? Me? What? I'm not doing anything…