Sorry! I was away on vacation in Pennsylvania. I used to live there, but Im still not sure I spelled it right. Hmmm..., I caught my baby cousins cold. Ick. Ick. Icccckkkkkk!!!!!

And right here in the middle of the author note, I would like to especially thank The Lady Winged Knight, who has reviewed very dilegently. Thanks again, LWK!!!! I cannot answer all your reviews, but I would just like to say, in response to your review to chapter 2, thank you! I thought it might be interesting to see the response to that.

For those of you who dont know already, she wrote: 'OO Oh lord...No one, and I REPEAT, NO one, has EVER had the cutter DRINK the blood. And surprisingly, I have to admit, that's a really good touch. CREEPY AS HELL, but really good.' One more time I would like to say: THANK YOU!!!!!

This chapter has extremely sadness in it. Sorry. But it is slightly longer than usual. And you all have been very supportive of me so far. Please, don't let that change! Those who reviewed, I will give your names, but thats after the fanfic, Kay? Incidentally, please don't tell me how much you hate cliffhanger, Kay?

Kagome shook her head, making her raven colored hair fly everywhere. A small smile tugged at her lips. She was going back home, to see her grandfather. Also to simply be home.

Strange. She thought. I'm going home, right? But why does it feel like I'm leaving it? She shook her head again. This time it was in confusion, rather than in amusement, as before. She noticed with the usual awe the beauty of the pastel colors of the well as she was traveling through time. Going home. She added firmly. Not leaving it.

Even though she had reassured herself of this fact, she was still uneasy. Is it because I'm, she swallowed as the thought crossed her mind, I'm having some trouble distinguishing where my home is? Or is it something else?

She hoped it wasn't something else, because her intuition was rarely wrong.

Finally she arrived at her own era, and felt the soft chill of the spring weather. She shook her head in frustration as the premonitional feeling left her. She clambered out of the well, feeling the ancient wood beneath her fingertips.

The sunlight streamed through the door as she opened it. Why was the door closed? She thought, dazed. The door is never closed. Ah, well. Running to the door to the house, she opened it. Kagome swallowed her dread, as she felt cheerfulness rising inside her.

It was like a happy bubble, swelling in the pit of her stomach. Kagome couldn't help being joyful. Who could? Yet at the edge of her mind, still fear and doubt lurked, tainting the purity of her happiness.

"Mama! Souta! Grandpa!" She called cheerfully, her voice ringing inside the clean dwelling. No one answered. They must be in the living room. Kagome thought. Her fear became conscious. She slid aside the door, into the living room. The living room had sound walls, so they wouldn't have heard her.

"Mama? Souta? Grandpa?" She asked loudly, as she entered the smallish room. Her mother looked up from the couch. Mrs. Higarashi and Souta were both sitting on the sofa. There didn't seem to be doing anything, which Kagome noted with a certain curiosity.

"Mama?" Kagome asked again, just a little bit quieter. Mrs. Higarashi looked into her daughters eyes, and she knew that her feelings a few minutes before had been absolutely correct. Something was terribly wrong.

Kagome could read that something dreadful had happened by looking into her mothers haunted brown eyes. They were clouded over with fear and apprehension. And sorrow. Oh, yes sorrow. Her whole body echoed that emotion.

"Kagome, Grandpa died!" Souta cried. Tears poured from his eyes, and fell as sparkling drops, leaving little streaks down his face. They made his eyes shine, the melancholy despair showing in his face. At first Kagome barely heard.

But then the words got through to her, and she heard them roaring around her. Soutas voice screaming in her ears, Grandpa died!..... Grandpa Died!..... Grandpa!.... Died!...... Died.....

No! No!! Nononononononono!!!! She screamed in her mind, not aware as she fell to the ground. Not aware as her mother tried to help her up. She was only aware of the whirling memories of her grandfather. Only aware of her own screams, echoing in her head.
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