Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or any of its characters.
Kat: I know it's been a while, because I have had no ideas whatsoever to have Ayame start trusting Kouga again. And then it hit me! Literally; the door hit me, and the idea came to me. You'll have to read to find out.
It had been a good week since Kouga had first seen Ayame, and he hadn't give up just yet, he was still going to her everyday, trying to explain, and getting yelled at just like the first encounter they had. No matter how much Ayame had bashed him, called him names and pointed out how he was a lying bastard, he never gave up; he wouldn't let himself give up, so he kept going back. One thing Kouga had noticed after every visit, was that Ayame was softening somewhat, not yelling as much or as loud and actually listening to him, which meant he was getting close to accomplishing his goal.
The raven-haired wolf demon came down from Ayame's den and down to where him and his two comrades had been staying while up in the mountains and sat down, yawning a little. Ginta and Hakaku had noticed the change in him every time he came back from Ayame's den, though they said nothing, not wanting Kouga to yell at them, just in case something had gone wrong and he was hiding it extremely well. Kouga sat down on the ground beside the river where they stayed and cupped his hands, putting then into the water, and pulled out a handful of water then poured it on his face, washing it.
With a yawn, the tribe leader sat down and leaned back on his elbows, looking up at the sky, letting the wind run through his hair and push strands into his face. He was happy, too happy to care about the wind bothering and irritating him, blowing his hair into his face and obscuring his vision while he looked, with no interest, at the sky and the clouds passing by. Sighing deeply, he looked into the river, watching his reflection move across the shallow water as the water moved, pushing and obscuring his reflection somewhat.
Kouga stood up rather quickly when he heard a shriek then looked around the area, moving his hair out of his eyes, trying to find out where the shriek came from and why it was caused. The first thing Kouga saw was a white and rusty-brown blur rushing down the path of the mountain, being chased by something he couldn't see, but he recognized the blur at once, 'Ayame!' He ran towards her and stopped as she barreled into him, though only looked at him a moment before starting to run down another path again, which confused him somewhat since he wasn't sure why she was running.
What was chasing Ayame had rushed past Kouga, giving him a glimpse of what it was, which sent him running after it, passing it rather quickly, then to Ayame and stopped her as she came to the edge of the peak they were on. The demon chasing after Ayame stopped as he neared Kouga and her, smirking somewhat as he watched the two, nearing them with every minute, laughing as he got closer. It was silence between the two wolf demons, neither daring to look at one another, just watching at the other demon neared them, Ayame shaking, paralyzed with fear, while Kouga was ready for whatever came, whether it was thrown at him or Ayame.
It was several minutes of the two wolf demons staring at the other demon before the other demon made a move to attack Ayame, who was quickly pushed out of the way by Kouga and onto the ground beside them. 'Argh,' Kouga groaned as the demon bit into his shoulder as he tackled him, pushing them both off the side of the cliff with the demon tearing at Kouga, hoping to kill him before they hit the ground, making Kouga wince with pain every so often.
As Kouga and the demon tumbled down the side of the mountain, Ayame quickly jumped up and watched them fall, tears obscuring her vision as she saw Kouga falling beneath the larger demon, 'Kouga!' Her voice shook quite a bit, and she stuttered more than she should have for just one word, but she was miserable, the demon that was going to kill her had gotten Kouga instead and was probably going to kill on the fall. Without him, her world would shatter, fall to pieces, she would have no reason to live; she loved him with every being of her and it hurt to know he was going to die. Die.
Tears freely streamed down her cheeks as she continued to watch the falling figures which were getting smaller with every second, her cheeks now wet with salty tears that she ignored as she stepped back, nearly tripping over something behind her. As she fell backwards, she was caught, which caused her to quickly jump up and turn around to face whoever it was behind her: Ginta and Hakaku. Both had come running up when they had heard Kouga's name shouted, but were starting to dread finding out what had happened when they saw Ayame and were slowly backing away after she stood up herself.
'Ayame,' Ginta began, biting his lower lip and regretting what he was going to ask, 'where's Kouga at?' He was right; he hadn't wanted to find out, because as he finished speaking, Ayame fell onto her knees, sobbing into her hands while trying to explain everything but was unable to because of the amount of crying she was doing. 'Oh,' Ginta said, acting like he understood what had happened, though really didn't have the slightest idea what was going on, 'I'm sorry.'
'Sorry isn't going to bring him back!' Ayame shouted as she looked up at Ginta and Hakaku, eyes narrowed into a stern glare, her hands trembling with melancholy and anger, both mixed into one. She pushed herself up off the ground, angrily wiping away her tears as she clenched her fists at her, sides, turning her glare from the two wolf demons in front of her to the ground. Hot tears still streamed down her cheeks, but she ignored them as she walked towards the peak's edge, looking down to see if she could still see Kouga and the other demon, though she couldn't. As she lifted her gaze from the valley below, she turned to her sword hilt and unsheathed her sword, looking happily at the blade, a smile gracing her features.
'You can't do that,' Hakaku said to Ayame as he watched her lift the blade, running her fingers across it, 'Kouga wouldn't want you to kill yourself because he died!' He stepped back as Ayame shot a glare at him, then looked to Ginta for help, though got none, as Ginta had backed up and now stood behind Hakaku.
'I'll do whatever I need to do to be with him...' Ayame said in a whisper, her voice holding a hint of longing and dreaming, and she turned around to face them, smiling crazily. She lifted her sword up and held the point of the blade to her chest, 'Ginta, Hakaku,' she began, her hand trembling in fear, 'go now, my tribe won't like to see you at the scene.' Her eyes traveled from their shocked faces to the sky and slowly began pushing the sword into her stomach.