Okey dokey I figured I made ya'll suffer enough wondering what on earth has happened to Kagome, so here you go...

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'Ships: Kagome/Inuyasha, Sango/Miroku

Chapter Title: Wishing, Hoping, Praying

Chapter Teaser: "Never was a tale of more woe, than that of Juliet and her Romeo."

Notes: "words"- means speaking; 'words'- means thinking; italics- emphasis on words

Dedication: To Rozefire, Pline, and Rogue Pryde

Disclaimer: --Sighs impatiently--I don't own Inuyasha. I can write about him pretty good and I'm not half-bad at drawing him either, but I don't own him...I am getting no money off of this, just the pride of people enjoying my own little world. And reviews...Reviews are gooood...

Chapter Thirteen: Wishing, Hoping, Praying

In what seemed like a slow-motion rush, Inuyasha ran forward, jumping into the water, splashing it everywhere; pulling her head up, wishing, hoping, praying...

Her skin was pale and ice cold. He noticed with a twinge of some emotion that the prayer beads he had given her were around her neck. He shuddered if he even dared to find the source of blood. 'You bleed faster in water.' Now where had he heard that before? He felt like crying when he remembered the answer. Kagome herself had told him that little tidbit, when he had first seen that damn Britney Spears and her stupid video. Kagome had loved the song, but Inuyasha kept wondering what that scene they deleted had shown, how she had begun bleeding from the back of the head in the first place. They said it was cut because it implemented suicide. If you asked him, the whole video had that vibe.

"God, you can't do this to me Kagome! Why the hell didn't I see it coming? Why wasn't I quicker? Damn it, don't you die on me! Don't you dare die on me!" His golden eyes were beginning to tear up, trying desperately to revive Kagome. The only thing he thought of was that moment. That one fleeting moment when he had let go. He had promised himself he wouldn't, but that stupid song... A sob escaped his throat as he spoke, the tears evident in his voice, "Why did I let go?"

His ears twitched, but he didn't dare move when he heard a loud CRASH!

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Miroku had dialed 911 and called the Secret Service. 'Damn.' He thought to himself, 'This would have helped you earlier, Inuyasha! Cuz now the media's gonna have a freaking field day!' He heard a crash, and looked at the other occupant of the Rose Room.

Sango, in a blind fury, had thrown the stereo to the floor, kicking the table and speakers. Had this been a movie, there would have been that noise like a scratchy record stopping abruptly. The song stopped repeating its ironic line, but the echo of it seemed to linger in the air for the two inhabitants. Sango continued kicking, until Miroku came from behind her and grabbed her arms, pulling her back. She turned to face him, then completely broke down, falling to her knees. Miroku, still holding her by the shoulders, knelt in front of her. He pulled her close, wrapping his arms protectively around her back as she sobbed openly on his chest. He had to know something but he didn't want to say anything. He shouldn't. But he decided he had to. He had to know.

Miroku startled her when he spoke, in a raspy voice, "Please. Promise me you won't do that to me." He squeezed her closer to him, but Sango pulled away from him to look into his eyes, and her voice cracked slightly when she replied, "W-What?" His eyes were wide with fear. She had never seen him look truly afraid. "Please don't do that to me. I'm always here for you Sango, and I don't want to lose you like..." Sango shut her eyes tight and put her hands over ears, "No, God, don't say it Miroku. Please, don't."

The wail of sirens put Inuyasha on red alert. "Miroku! Go! Lead them up here! Hurry!" Miroku hastened to follow Inuyasha's order, leaving Sango sitting on the floor; wishing, hoping, and praying.

No one would get much sleep tonight...

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There was much talk in the hospital about whether that influential pop star Britney Spears had instilled the thought of suicide into this young girl's head. The president's daughter, nonetheless. The thought of Britney Spears encouraging it was strengthened especially in the way she had been found.

And her companions.

Oh, her poor companions; a girl and boy, were crying, though the boy seemed to want to comfort the girl more than cry himself. They seemed to generate a long-time friendship with the girl. For Sango, it was like she lost her best friend. Miroku felt he had failed his Secret Service duties.

And then there was the family. The little brother, the parents.

Souta would only stare at the ground. No tears, no fear, only anger. His fists were clenched as he sat, hunched, glaring at the linoleum. Asking himself why his sister would do that to him. Why she would do that to herself. Why she wanted to die.

The First Lady was also one of the many people crying, sobbing openly into her husband's chest, whimpering, "My baby...my baby...no, not my baby..." The President himself was on the verge of tears, but you could tell there was a stab of guilt, remorse. Almost as if, had he paid more attention to her, that maybe, maybe it could have been prevented.

The President and the First Lady would have been the worst, had Inuyasha not been there.

Inuyasha was positively sobbing, giving no thought whatsoever to his dignity or his ego. He was blaming himself. If only he hadn't let go...

Walking into the bathroom and seeing her, it was a nightmare. A nightmare that kept playing every time he closed his eyes. He remembered climbing her balcony, both reciting lines from Romeo and Juliet. That drew thoughts of the play.

Romeo had killed himself, grieving the apparent loss of his love. But Juliet had not been dead... Once she had awoken and realized her love was gone, she took her own life. For one purpose: To be with him.It was then, at that very moment, did that very last line in the play resurface in his memory...

"Never was a tale of more woe, than that of Juliet and her Romeo."

He could have compared the tragic play to their predicament, though Inuyasha never played dead (I swear, no pun intended), and Kagome had just taken-- no, no-- tried to take her own life, he couldn't make assumptions yet; on her own accord. This Romeo certainly felt dead.

And all he could do, all any of them could do was:

Wish, hope, and pray...

That they would see Kagome again.

Okay that didn't really explain a lot did it? LOL. At least she didn't die! Or will she? This is kinda a filler chap like Chapter 11, but Chapter 14 is very very sad, I get all emotional re-reading it, and it's not even done! It has a very heartwarming exchange. And then there'll be Chapter 15 and that will end it! I feel so sad ending it! But I'm gonna have a non-AU one shot afterwards and ya'll can still love me! LOL, I'm just kidding...Review please!

REVIEWS!
Oooh! There's eight:

XxDemonicPrincessxX: Well she didn't die...yet! It's okay! Ya'll still have to wonder now...

Key17: I have to say I loved your review most! I rock and I have words of wisdom. Oh yeah, I am the coolest. Stops before her ego matches Inuyasha's And that's so awesome you can play "My Immortal"! --squeals--

crazyFORvampires: Nope she ain't dead...Or is she?

InuKagluver91: I hadn't contemplated a sequel...hmmm...

alejandra: Thank you!

Phrancine: Thanks! And it will, I'm not entirely cruel...

Kagome818: Out of all of these people I think you were the only one that even semi-freaked out. LOL.

Pline: AHA! A death threat! I knew I'd get one! I have 74 reviews now! GO ME! Yeah I tried to give stuff away without giving too much away...Thankies!