Sigh. Finally done with this chapter! This chapter is definitely up for an edit, which I will do later. If you have any suggestions, they would be appreciated.

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Remember Me Always

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Summary: Three little words he spoke to another broke her heart in ways he would never know. It's painful for her to remember him. She wants desperately to forget. And with the completed shikon no tama in her hands... she can. InuKag

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters from the series.

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Last Chapter

"And why was she crying?" Sango said slowly, as if speaking to a small child.

Inuyasha shot the demon exterminator an annoyed glance. "I don't know. But I think it might've been because of the conversatin she was eavesdropping on."

"You were talking to yourself?" Miroku asked solemnly, lips twitching obviously from restrained laughter.

"No!" Inuyasha growled. "I was talking to Kikyo, you idiot!"

Miroku swiftly smacked Inuyasha on the head with his staff. "You're the idiot," he said seriously.

"Hmph."

"He's right, you know," Sango added, much to Miroku's delight. "For once," she said in emphasis, somewhat dampening the monk's grin.

End

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.:Chapter Four:.

Kicking up dust and debris as he trudged grudgingly along the sandy village road, Inuyasha scowled, irritation written plainly on his face.

The flimsy door of Kaede's hut slammed resoundingly behind him, just barely missing the part of his haori that covered his rear end.

"This is for your own good, Inuyasha," a blend of three voices chorused from inside the hut.

Inuyasha growled. Since when had they started caring about what was good or not for him? He could just picture the happy, twisted faces of Sango, Miroku and Shippo laughing their hearts out as they dumped the awkward job of somehow getting Kagome to come back on him. Because he knew it wouldn't be an easy job. When Kagome got mad, she was prone to being completely unreasonable, only focused on arguing her point of the story and blandly ignoring everyone and everything else.

Inuyasha growled in frustration as he neared the portal well sitting comfortably in the midst of a rich collection of trees.

He didn't even know why the girl had been upset in the first place. The conversation was the most likely thing to have put her on edge, but it wasn't like she didn't know about him and Kikyo. She'd never gotten as upset like she had this time in the past, and Inuyasha had met with Kikyo almost every day!

What was different about that particular night?

Inuyasha pondered this as he swung himself expertly into the stone well.

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"Gonna be late. Late. Laaaaatttttteeeee!" Kagome screeched impatiently as she hastily filled her backpack and swung it carelessly over her arms, knocking a few things down from the table in the process.

The moment she'd managed to slip her backpack on completely, it was like a green light had suddenly flashed in front of her.

Without a moment more of hesitation, Kagome sped out of her room, through the hall, down the stairs, past the kitchen, and out the door.

The only thought that wandered her jumbled mind at the moment was the fact that she couldn't be late to school yet again. Mr. Hezuki had warned her about a month of detention for the next time she was late to class.

And she just couldn't afford that. So moving her arms forward and backward in an effort to pump her legs faster and faster, Kagome sprinted on.

She was so concentrated on moving as fast as was possible that she barely noticed the presence of someone in front of her before she bumped into him.

But it was too late when she finally spotted him. She couldn't stop running. She was traveling with the velocity of the wind.

"Hey, can you please MOVE!" she yelled forcefully to the brown-haired boy walking unsuspectingly in front of her. She didn't like being rude, but this was an emergency.

Fortunately for her, he did move.

But unfortunately, not in the way Kagome had wanted nor expected.

The boy turned his head around to look back at her.

"H-higurashi?" he recognized uncertainly.

The picture of Kagome looking ready to kill with her wild hair flying in all directions was definitely not a sight for the weak of stomach. It was a scary scene, indeed…

But Kagome had closer problems to worry about.

Just as the boy had barely managed to get the word of recognition out of his lips, Kagome rammed right into him.

Her face deepened several shades as she realized her lips had smacked right into those of the boy.

She couldn't believe it out of embarrassment and reluctance.

She was kissing Hojo.

This could evolve into a big misunderstanding.

Kagome desperately untangled herself from the boy, leaving them both to blush wildly.

Until Kagome glanced at her watch and was off again.

"You'd better hurry, too, unless you wanna be late!" she shouted back at Hojo, who seemed frozen in his steps.

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Something felt wrong.

There was a bothersome pain somewhere from inside him that wouldn't be ignored.

It was like a sharpened iron fist conjured from swords was grasping his body, squeezing the life out of him.

And even through this pain that he dismissed as the consequences of lack of sleep, Inuyasha still couldn't wave away the voice in his head that was currently screaming things he couldn't understand.

Curling his hands into tight fists, he muttered a row of curses under his breath, inserting Kagome's name between every other word.

It was all her fault anyway. Inuyasha was sure of it.

If she hadn't gone on and listened to a conversation that didn't concern her, she wouldn't have blown up in the middle of it and huffed back to her side of the well.

And Inuyasha wouldn't have had to follow her and attempt to get her back.

And he wouldn't have had to see her kissing another guy.

It made him uncomfortable.

In his mind he had always had a place for Kagome. There was a portrait of her embedded in his thoughts, and she had always been alone in them. He knew that even when she was older, he still wouldn't be able to picture the presence of any other guy other than him living his life with her.

Inuyasha didn't know who that him was, because in his mind's eye his face had always been blank.

He had a good idea who that person, destined to be Kagome's soul mate, was, but he didn't want to believe it.

It was too impossible.

Inuyasha wanted Kagome to have a happy life, and he knew that with the guy destiny had picked out for her, she wouldn't.

Picking up his pace, Inuyasha bounded ruthlessly down the streets, pushing all thoughts from his mind as he ran through the car-populated roads.

His mind was much too occupied to notice that, although he had been extra careful to avoid the cars, one had come in contact with his leg. And gone right through it.

It left no mark at all.

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Just as the final bell echoed loudly in the halls, Kagome slid into her classroom and threw herself into a chair, breathing raggedly.

Mr. Hezuki eyed her sternly, but to Kagome's relief, he flipped his pencil upside down and erased what she was sure to be her 'tardy' mark on the attendance sheet.

"Now then, class begins," the teacher informed, bringing the class down to a silence.

Kagome groaned as she set her head down on her desk, tuning out the teacher's monotone lecture.

Now, time to catch up on the hours of sleep she had lost to arrive on time to school…

"KAGOME!" the teacher bellowed.

Guess not…

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Her room smelled like a bouquet of fresh, dewy flowers.

The small bed squeaked momentarily as Inuyasha sat down on it, adjusting it to his comfort.

He rested his chin on his hand, observing the room with the eyes of a critic.

Because something was definitely wrong.

He knew it for sure now.

Something had definitely seemed different with Kagome, with the way she walked, the way she talked…

But this cut it.

Inuyasha recalled the time when Kagome had brought what she called a 'camera' (but of course, it was just a ridiculously bent box of some kind to him) to his side of the well.

The bright light that emitted from the little object had frightened him at first (but of course, he'd never admit it), but what came out from the side intrigued him.

It appeared to be a smooth parchment of some kind, stamped with the exact mirror image of himself.

It was a 'photo,' according to Kagome.

She had said that no matter what, she would always keep a picture of him in her room.

Inuyasha had seen it on the wall every single time he visited Kagome's house.

Even in the midst of some of their worst arguments, the picture had never left the white wall even a little.

So why couldn't he find it anywhere this time?

For some reason, the thought brought panic rising up his throat.

Just then, the door clicked. Inuyasha instinctively swung out the window and onto the branch of the overhanging tree.

When he saw that it was Kagome, however, he decided to face her.

That was the only way he could get some answers. About the kiss, and about the photo.

Inuyasha swung expertly back into the room.

Kagome didn't acknowledge his presence. It made him uncomfortable, knowing that she was this mad.

"Hey, bitch," he managed to grumble, although he had initially meant to apologize. It was just too hard…

But even with this, which Kagome usually responded in hitting him over the head… even this didn't spark any interest from Kagome.

The girl simply continued to do her work, unpacking her backpack and opening her textbooks.

Then, she turned around and looked right at him.

But Inuyasha had the strangest feeling that her unfocused eyes were reaching something beyond him.

"Buyo!" she said softly, getting up and walking past Inuyasha to pet her cat.

Inuyasha frowned.

Something was definitely wrong.

"What is wrong with you, Kagome?" he said loudly, throwing his hands into the air. "Stop ignoring me!"

With that, he placed a hand forcefully on Kagome's shoulder, turning her around to face him.

Her dark brown eyes didn't seem to see him at all.

Inuyasha stayed in her room until very late that day, talking to her. Pouring out his heart.

So.... did you like it? Some parts will probably be changed after my edit, so please check back later! Comments and suggestions are greatly appreciated! And thanks for all the encouragement so far!