Disclaimer: Inuyasha does not belong to me. Neither does anyone who is remotely connected to him.
Notes before starting:
· Italics are text/quotes
· This is a one shot until I decide to change it.
· Reviews appreciated, criticism's welcomed, and unjustified flames are prohibited.
Enjoy.
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The silence that surrounded her was deathly. She saw mouths moving, forming, but sound did not accompany the words that flowed. Dimly, she was aware of someone calling her name and she turned her head slightly, to acknowledge the speaker and to give one final look. It was right, she knew, and it was the only way it would end. All the suffering, the pain, and the injustice- she would set it right and give the ones she loved what they wanted most.
In turn, her life would be payment.
Her hand fisted around the round, smooth surface of the Shikon no Tama. It had begun with this and she would ensure that it would end right here.
'Forgive me, Inuyasha.' With one last ounce of strength and courage, she whispered words that were carried softly by the wind, past through the desperate cries of her best friend, across the cheek of a frantic monk, and woven around the hysterical kitsune to the hanyou that was calling her name; it caressed his being, bringing it's contents softly for him to hear. If his tears could save her, he would've shed an ocean full.
With a final breath, she felt the ball split into thousands of pieces of light, vanishing and death crept behind her to claim its prize. She resisted, unused to the cold fingers that wrapped itself around her, but the fatigue was seeping in and she soon resigned herself to the endless slumber that had already been guaranteed.
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She sighed softly, as the world she once walked shifted. People changed, events that was were was no more, timelines changed, and lives merged and separated. She watched, though she didn't really see, as those she once, still, loved breathed their first breath, and she watched as they grew and learned. She smiled a little, to no one but herself, as the dull ache in her chest was overshadowed by the satisfaction she felt.
Content she was, and as such, her task was complete. Her memories began to fade, just as her soul began to diminish, its light fading…
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… And she started to forget. Her name, her life, her friends, her family…
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… Realized that yet?
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… And Inuyasha.
Off in the fields not far from the bone-eater well, Inuyasha paused mid-stride. Distantly, he felt as if he was forgetting something of incredible importance, something that was extremely dear to him. He frowned, staring off into the woods as if what he was looking for was hidden in the canopies and shadows of the forest.
"Inuyasha?"
He waited another beat, and then made his way to Kikyou, who waited for him patiently. Perhaps it was his imagination after all.
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AN: I really wanted to write this. I don't know why. After an eternity of not writing, I just popped up with this. It's unedited and very raw, so I can imagine there are more than a few spelling and writing errors. Enjoy it or not, it was a sad piece for me to write. I don't know if I should make this into a story by itself or leave it as a one-shot. Any suggestions?