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A/N: Thank you everyone who reviewed the last chapter, you guy's are great! All right kiddies, this chapter deals with sexual themes, character death, bad language, and minor Inuyasha insanity. Whoo-hoo!

Inuyasha- You're a real freak, you know that?

Yes!

Betrayal

Chapter Three: Confrintation

She finally went home. I guess it was this Saturday that she was always talking about. We hadn't got to the village yet, but she said that she had this major exam, and that she had faith in us to get the jewel shard ourselves.

It was a load of shit and I knew it. I didn't say anything because I needed her to leave. It had been three days since I found out about she and Hojo. I hadn't said anything, hadn't even let on that I knew. Miroku and Sango were hesitant about her leaving, and I put up my usual fuss. I couldn't let them knew that I wanted her to leave. Then they -slow as they are sometimes- would realize that there was something wrong.

She promised she would be back in two days. Two days with her precious Hojo. Kami I hated him as much as I hated Naraku. He was a lot like Naraku, that's what I thought at the time. Alike but different. Both of them had destroyed whatever chance of happiness I'd had with the woman I loved; only Hojo had done it unknowingly. And, unlike with Kikyo, it wasn't all of his fault.

Kagome was at fault too. She was the one who was with him. And it didn't seem like she was complaining, at least not in that image I saw of them.

I drove them like a slave driver, but we got to the village within the day. They were all tired, complaining that I needed to stop being such a jackass and let them have a little rest now and then. They did have a jewel shard, and they were more then happy to give it to us. The town's elder, a man by the name of Mori, explained to us that he had heard stories of what had happened to people who had possessed shards of the sacred jewel. He said that he did not wish for any tragedy to fall upon the village.

Smart guy, that Mori. Reminded me of Keade. Shippo said he thought they would make a nice couple. Keade, part of a couple? That was just creepy. We spent the day in the village. Miroku claimed that there was a malevolent presence in one of the headmaster's homes, and, grateful for his services, the headmaster invited Miroku and the rest of us to stay with him for the night.

Shippo kept complaining about Kagome not being there. I was thinking over my plan. Or, lack-there-of as it was. I didn't know what to do really. I decided that I was just going to have to confront them like a grown adult and talk out our problems.

And pummel Hojo.

Yeah. Lot's of pummeling. Talking and pummeling. It would be great. I was nervous. My voice was shaking a bit when I told Miroku and Sango that I was going to go out for the night, and probably wouldn't be back until early morning. They were worried, of course. They thought I was going to go do something stupid. Well I was, but that wasn't any of their business.

I made it to the Bone Eaters Well in a flash. I moved faster then I had ever moved before. I flew over the trees, running as fast as my legs would carry me, even though they were shaking and felt like they would go numb any minute. When I got to the well I stood over it, just looking down. She was down there. She was with him. She was down there with him and I was going to go get her.

Cautiously, I lifted up my foot and placed on the side of the well. I wasn't sure if it would even hold me. My shoulders were weighed down and it felt like I had the weight of the world on me. Why was I feeling like that? It just hurt so much, and I couldn't take it. With a deep breath I finally jumped in.

The lights surrounded me. I felt so at peace when I was floating, because I knew that I was going to her. She calmed me. And yet she made me so angry. Sometimes I trembled with my rage. Then especially. My feet touched the ground and I landed. I jumped out and began sniffing the air, trying to see if she was there.

The scent of lilac and jasmine filled the air, with the underlying smells of anxiousness, sweat and sex. My growl echoed off of the sides of the small shrine. I sprinted to the doors, threw them open, and began running as quickly as I could. Within moments I was outside of Kagome's room.

I stared up at the windows for what seemed like an eternity. The moonlight reflected off of the trees, making shadows on the ground. Ignoring the soft moans that my acute hanyou hearing picked up, I starred at the shadows, watching the way they seemed to move across the dirt. It was like a small play. I could see anything I wanted to see in them.

I saw a monster. A lot of monsters. Clawing and snarling; attacking a group of villagers and tearing them to shreds. At any other time, such thoughts coming from my mind would have seemed disturbing and morbid. In that moment, I saw myself. I saw my claws outstretched, ready to tear out this Hojo guy's throat.

Against my will, I began to get down into a crouching position. My knees began to bend, and soon they were straight; soon I was jumping onto the window sill.

He was there. She was there. They were there. They were doing...things together. I didn't watch or anything. Kami, I'm not a hentai like the monk. I just patiently waited until they were done. I didn't have to wait long before their moaning and groaning ceased. I waited a while, listening to the two of them, my body getting tenser with every second which passed.

"Kagome," I heard someone say softly. I nearly growled at the sound of his voice.

"Mmm?" she asked him sleepily. I heard her yawn.

"Thanks for coming with me tonight."

"Why wouldn't I? I am your girlfriend now Hojo."

"Yeah, I know. It's just that...well...I know your busy a lot and..."

"I know," she interrupted, her voice taking on a slightly different tone. It was almost edged with guilt. Was she feeling remorse for what she was doing? I hoped she was. "And I'm sorry. But I promise that I'll be home a lot more now."

A lot more now? What did that mean? Was she going to leave me? Well, I guess, given the current situation, it was safe to say that she had already left me. She just hadn't told me about it.

There was the sound of rustling clothes. I heard them talking about something, I don't know what it was though. All I know is that Kagome giggled...a lot. She must have been happy. I peered through the window just to see Hojo turn and give her a bright smile, then sprint out of the room. Casting a quick glance at Kagome, I jumped down to the ground.

I wasn't really sure what I was going to do. Beat the shit out of this Hojo, that was for certain, but what else? I wanted to know...I wanted to know why. Why would she hurt me like this? What did he have to give her that I couldn't...that I hadn't given her already.

I followed behind him cautiously. Well...as cautiously as I could at least. Which, turns out, wasn't exactly what I was going for. I'd been following him for only five minutes before he jumped around. I could smell fear rolling off of him. His body was shaking slightly, and his voice was trembling just as much as he was.

"Who's there?" he called out, words cracking as he tried desperately to sound brave.

I snorted to myself as I jumped out from my hiding place. This guy was a total wimp! What could Kagome possibly see in him? He could never protect her from a youkai or anything even remotely dangerous. He wasn't even all that cute! He was pretty ugly, actually; if you ask me anyway. He had a mop of brown hair which clung to his face, and the weirdest outfit I've ever seen –well, not including Naraku's baboon costume and Koga's freaky mini skirt thing (Kagome's words...not mine.) He was wearing black pants that clung to his legs, and an even tighter black shirt. It was somewhat similar to what Kagome had in her bag.

He blinked at me, and there was a flicker of realization in his eyes, like, he knew who I was. But how could he? Had Kagome informed him that she was cheating? No...that couldn't have been it. It didn't matter, because within the moment that sense of familiarity that he'd had in his eyes was gone and replaced by confusion and fear. And it excited me. I hated it...but it did. He was afraid of me, and it gave me some sort of twisted rush.

"W-who are you? What do you want?" he questioned.

I narrowed my eyes at him. He didn't even know who I was and he was shaking with fear. Pathetic! He didn't deserve her.

I opened my mouth, but no words came out. I didn't know what to say. I mentally slapped myself. I should have planned something...damn it. I'd had it all thought it out up until the moment I caught the piece of filth that had taken my Kagome. My plans really sucked sometimes.

"Why the hell are you following me?" he screamed. His voice had gotten louder, and lost a slight edge of its nervousness. That bothered me. I growled low in my throat...the fear returned.

"You have something that belongs to me," I told him. Finally I thought, thoroughly relieved. I thought I'd lost my voice for a second there.

He stared in confusion, not at all understanding what I was talking about. Pitiful little baka. And people say that I'm slow.

"Kagome," he stated.

All right...so...maybe he wasn't as stupid as I thought he was.

"How did you..." I trailed off. My voice had decided to stop working again. Though, at that moment, I suppose I was somewhat glad. My question had been weak. I didn't want to seem weak to him.

"Y-your that Inuyasha guy, aren't you?"

To say I was shocked was an understatement. He did know who I was. The question was, how? Did Kagome tell him about me? Why...why would she do that? Why would she tell Hojo about me and not tell me about him?

The answer should have been obvious, considering what happened next. Kagome was afraid that if she told me, I would do something stupid, something brash, something...violent. Her fears weren't completely unfounded actually.

"You should go back to...wherever it is your from. She doesn't want to see you anymore. She doesn't want you at all. She doesn't need all of the stuff you keep putting her through. She doesn't..."

My fist reacted long before my brain did. Before I knew it one hand was smashing into his nose and my other went around his throat. His eyes were wide, shining with fear as he looked at me. He fought and thrashed around and screamed at the top of his lungs. It was annoying! The guy just couldn't let me tear him to pieces without attracting a crowd, could he?

I didn't even make my usual battle cry, you know the whole 'Iron Reaver Soul Stealer!' thing. His skin reminded me of butter; my claws just slid through his throat. His bones cracked, and the sound seemed to bounce off of the road in the empty alley way. I pulled my hand away. It was drenched in blood. It's not like I'd never had blood on my hands before; of course I had. It's not even like I'd never murdered someone in cold blood before; I'd done that too. But that was during my transformation.

Then, I could let go of some of the guilt. I felt remorse for killing like I had when I'd had my transformation into a full demon, but I could always delude myself by convincing myself that it wasn't completely my fault; I wasn't myself, I couldn't stop it. At that moment though, I wasn't transformed. I had just killed him, a defenseless, helpless, nigen wimp, and I had enjoyed it. Taking another life with my own hands. The feeling was...it was...

I felt sick. How could I have taken pleasure from destroying another life? I dropped him. I looked down at my hand, fearful of what I had just done. I looked around nervously. There was no one there, and I thanked Kami. Ignoring the conflicting feelings of guilt, sickness, and that twisting feeling of accomplishment, I picked up his lifeless body. I hid him behind some bushes, propping his body against a tree.

The rest was somewhat of a blur. I threw some leaves on him –great way to hide the dead body, I know- and ran back to the Bone Eaters Well. I could smell Kagome, and stopped momentarily outside of her room. Without thinking I jumped back up to the windowsill. I saw her. She was asleep in her bed. Her raven hair was spread out around her. There was a small, content smile on her face as she buried herself further into the covers.

"Kagome..." I whispered softly. "I love..."

I shook my head and jumped back down. I ran back into the small shrine where the Bone Eaters Well was located. The image of Hojo's eyes, how wide they were when I killed him, was still haunting me, even as I jumped into the well.

"Kagome...I love you," I said to myself. Without another word, I jumped back down into the well.

Well, that's it for this chapter. (tear) It was so sad, wasn't it?

Inuyasha- Not really...I mean I killed that stupid Hojo...

Shut up! It was sad, all right? Please review, but no flames, because I believe I warned you at the first chapter that this was slightly...disturbing. Arigato for reading, you all rock! Ja ne!