I decided to take a break from the whole Inu Yasha Kagome scenario and move on to some of the other characters and how their coping with stuff. Sorry if you were hoping to see some more Inu/Kag romance, you'll have to wait for the next chapter. . Also I got about 4 ppl so far who want me to do the lemon, anyone else? It'll be romantic not lusty. Lol. R&R!!

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The hut was empty. Only thing there was a human girl. She sat in silence working on fixing a crack in her large weapon. Her eyes sagged and had large bags under them. She hadn't gotten much sleep since that day that SHE had returned. All she could do was think about it all, over and over and over again. Her leaving, Miroku and Kirara's death. It just played again and again. She couldn't chase it away. It had even gotten to a point where she would hear his voice or Kirara's mew. She was crazy, she knew that. Why couldn't her sanity have taken all those memories with it when it had left her.

Sango threw the boomerang across the room where it clunked against the wall and fell still. She pulled her knee's up to her chest and held them close. "Go away, go away." She chanted softly. She buried her face into her knee's and cried. Her hair, which she had let grow since that day, fell over her knees. "GO AWAY!!" She screamed.

She rose to her feet and grabbed anything and everything that she could and threw it about. She took up a broken down chair and threw at the wall, it shattered into a million pieces. She kept thrashing about pounding her fists on the walls and screaming. Little by little her movements slowed until finally she stopped and fell to the floor. She curled up into a ball and just wept. The images, they kept running through her mind. His face, his voice, even his smell. Then suddenly, he's dead. Why….. Her soft furry face, her cute little mew, even the feel of her fur. Then suddenly, she's murdered. Why…..

Sango closed her eyes and tried to sleep. When it finally did come, it wasn't good. Dreams of old memories haunted her.

It had been one year since her leaving, Inu Yasha had tried to go get her, but he claimed the well wouldn't let him go through. Probably lied. It's not like he needed Kagome. He still had Kikyo, right? Some man. Sango smiled softly however when she gazed over at the monk. He polished his staff quietly. It seemed different out here without Kagome. Ever since her leaving the gang had become more tense and it was harder to fight their battles. They were still hoping she'd return. Maybe she just had some special school thing to take care of or something. Who knew?

"Miroku, do you think she'll return?" Sango asked.

He sighed softly and looked up at the demon slayer. "I really don't know. I'm hoping she will." He said.

Shippou was the one who took it all the hardest. He sat day in and day out staring off into the distance waiting to see Kagome come riding towards them. Inu Yasha just acted as he always did. He didn't seem to care much. A few times she supposed he even snuck off to see Kikyo. Not like he needed to sneak though, Kagome was gone.

Three more years passed. It's been four years since she's been gone. No one even talks about it anymore. Inu Yasha he's become so cold, closed in. She could tell they were starting to fall apart. And Miroku for the past couple of weeks he seemed to be acting tense. A part of her felt happy and the other sad. She was sad that Kagome hadn't returned yet, her greatest friend, still gone. But she was happy because her and Miroku had become closer. Sharing intimate moments together. She had yet to tell him how much she loved him though.

Late into the night she awoke to hear a scream. She jumped from bed and ran outside. Why was the wind so strong? She ran towards the scream, it sounded like……MIROKU!!! Why was he using his wind tunnel like that!

"Miroku!!" She cried.

"Get away Sango or it'll suck you in to!" He yelled.

"What are you talking about, close it!"

The monk looked up at her with eyes of pain and sorrow. Suddenly she realized what was happening. Tears filled her eyes. She didn't want to lose him now. She raked her brain for an answer to all of this. She could think of nothing. She had always known that this would happen some day, but they had had hope of defeating Naraku.

Too late. He was gone. Nothing left of him but his staff. Dead. Forever lost.

One more year now passed. She was living alone with Kirara at her old village. She didn't do much in a day, only slay a few demons and such. But that day, was different. The winds changed and the air felt stiff. When the hoard of demons attacked, she was surprised. She mounted Kirara and went at them head on. Sometime during the battle she had gotten separated from Kirara but kept on attacking. She'd meet back up after the battle. But then, as soon as they had come, the demons left again.

"Strange…." She whispered, "Kirara, where are you?"

No answer. She walked around the village calling out her name and searching. There she was laying down. She must've gotten injured. Nothing she couldn't heal, right.

"Kirara get up let's get you in and……………." Sango covered her mouth. It was…..horrible.

Kirara's body lay lifeless, with no head. The head lay a few feet away. The mouth opened and eyes wide. Her gut had been spliced open, organs hung out. Sango screamed and turned away. Her only companion, dead.

Sango awoke slowly to realize she was crying in her sleep. She sat up and wiped away the tears. Gone….forever. Lost….forever. Forsaken….forever.

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He sat legs folded arms crossed in the farthest room of the castle. It was empty except for him and his sword, which lay in front of him. He was a stealthy assassin. Very proud of the work he'd done. Yet everyday that he lived he could not once rid himself of the memories that haunted his very being. Each day that went by unlocked more and more to himself. Each day he had to ask himself if this really was the life he wanted.

Shippou lowered his head and closed his eyes. He would thumb through every memory and decide.

It had been so long since he'd last seen her. He sat quietly atop the hill watching the sun set hoping he'd see her coming over the horizon. He missed her so much. She was after all, like his mother. The little Kitsune curled up into a sleeping position and stared into the distance.

"Feh, she's not coming back, so why do you keep waiting.." Inu Yasha spat out.

"Shut up! She will come back. I just know it." He muttered.

"Whatever kid."

He missed her so very much. She was all he could think about. He hardly ate, never played with Kirara, just sat in silence waiting…for her.

Years passed and he grew. It had now been four years since she left. He was about nine or ten years old now. He woke up due to the sound of screaming and crying. Sango sat at the other side of the hut. She was crying again. Miroku had just died a couple nights before. She still couldn't cope with it. Shippou had gotten to the point where he was scared of Sango. She seemed different. Kirara nuzzled into her owners leg trying to cheer her up. Sango looked down at her and smiled softly. She picked up her things packing them away. The last thing she picked up was her boomerang. Inu Yasha sat in the corner his head bent down.

"I'm leaving…I can't stand being here anymore. She isn't coming back and neither will he. See you guys…" She mumbled.

Shippou pleaded with her not to leave. But she would not hear any of it. Now it was just him and Inu Yasha. Within four months he to abandoned Shippou.

"Sorry kid but I've got to do things on my own. Go stay with the old woman, Kaede." He had said stiffly.

"But, Inu Yasha we have to wait for Kagome."

"She's not coming back! Get it through your thick skull, she's gone forever!!" He screamed and took off.

Shippou sat all alone under the great elm tree. He began to weep softly. He was alone.

A year had passed and the poor Kitsune was boney, pale, sickly, but most of all, alone. He had barely lived this last year. Demons attacked him and it was hard for him to get away alive. Food was hard to find. Things seemed to be changing. Each day the world seemed darker and grungier.

"You look weak young one…." A voice echoed.

"Wh…who's there?" Shippou called.

From the shadows came forth a familiar foe. Naraku.

"Get away from me!" Shippou screamed.

"Hush Kitsune, I'm here to help you." He said.

"Help me….but why…?"

Naraku laughed softly. "You have great potential kid. Your could be very powerful if trained by the right people. I can do that for you." He offered.

"But…your evil, I'm not."

"What's the difference now a days? Wasn't your so called friends the good ones, and look what they've done to you. C'mon kid, join me."

Shippou stared at the baboon cloaked man and took it into consideration. He was right after all. What should it matter if he worked for good or bad?

"Fine….I will…" He agreed.

"Very good choice." Naraku said with a laugh.

For years he trained, and of course did Naraku's bidding. Assassinating those he wanted killed, murdering those he chose to torture. It wasn't the greatest of lives, but it got him by nonetheless.

The last time he saw any of his friends was when he snuck off to visit Sango.

"Hello? Are you here?" He called out.

He finally found her crouching over a fire trying to stay warm.

"Hey Sango…" He called softly.

She quickly whipped around and glared at him. "GO AWAY DEMON!!" She screamed.

Shippou backed away and ran. Why should he be scared? She was only human. Maybe it wasn't fright….but only guilt.

Shippou opened his eyes and gave a great sigh. He still wasn't sure. He wanted to help his friends, to unite everyone again. But that was stupid and impossible. Besides, they abandoned him, why should he help them now.

"The Bone Eaters Well messed things up. I left you guys in the past and was suddenly brought here to the future.."

Her words echoed in his mind.

Had she really been telling the truth? It would explain a lot.

"Shippou have you seen my battle clothes?"

Shippou turned around to see Kikyo in the doorway. She stared at him with a look annoyance.

"I think I might have seen them in Kanna's room, she was fixing them from last weeks battle."

"Hmm, thanks." She said.

"What you need 'em for? We going out on a battle?" He asked.

Kikyo laughed softly.

"I am going out to finish what you did not. I can't wait to test the true power of that sword." She said with a slight giggle.

Shippou growled and threw his sword at her. She quickly shut the door and ran off. They might work together under Naraku, but that didn't stop him from hating that woman.

Wait she had said….to finish what he did not. That meant….

"Kagome…." He muttered.

Father, into your hands,

Why have you forsaken me,

In your eyes forsaken me,

In your thoughts forsaken me,

In your heart forsaken, me oh.

I, cry, when angels deserve to die.

In my self righteous suicide.

I, cry, when angels deserve to die.

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The lyrics are from the song Chop Suey by System of a Down. I thought it fit pretty well. Anyways, that was a fun chapter to write actual. By the way all if any of you would like to talk to me one on one and such my msn is TenshiYoma at and my Aim is DarkWolf598. Go ahead and IM me! I'm looking forward to it!!!! R&R Lol.