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Just Trust Me-Let me Go

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"If you trusted me at all...I wouldn't be leaving now."

And with that, his eyes brutally tore from hers and he left the hut. He ignored the battle cries of Miroku and Sango; he knew that they'd do fine.

'That rosary doesn't tie us together. We do that ourselves. She's just scared I'll hurt her if she doesn't have it. Probably thinks I'm still after the jewels she has. I can't believe I let myself fall into her trap.'

Inuyasha lived most his life never trusting anyone, when he trusted Kikyo he was pinned to a tree, now he finally let himself trust again and again he was deceived. The night wind blew a chilly feeling into the spines of all and the green leaves swirled in mini tornadoes. Somewhere, next to a village, a demon threatened life and fire crackled. The sparks flew up red and slowly swayed up into nothingness.

But Inuyasha walked the opposite direction of the fight where he knew Sango and Miroku were handling the situation. Neither of them noticed him leaving as they finished the demon off.

Miroku complimented his friend generously,

"Phew! That was a close one! Good work handling it, Sango!"

Sango smiled, hoping he wasn't taking this opportunity as a door to her behind. She really didn't want to hit him. She really didn't want him to ruin his own compliments and turn them into methods of flirting.

But sure enough, his hand found its prize...but Sango didn't slap him, she just looked at him and then turned around and walked away. Something about the look she gave him made him a little ashamed. Miroku preferred being slapped much more than a look like that.

Miroku never told Sango why he groped her. She never really asked him though. The truth was, he hated being in those situations, situations where he might regret making a certain decision. If Miroku got too close to Sango, he knew he'd only hurt her when he died. So he groped her, whenever it seemed that he was ready to change and even commit, it wasn't meant to be.

'And then it reminds me of the creature I really am. I'm a half breed. A dirty disgusting half breed. It's like she only sees the demon in me. Or maybe she's sickened by my half demon part.'

As he was walking he spotted someone he needed to see. Someone that never left him alone, someone he could always go to no matter the circumstances.

"Kikyo." He wasn't surprised as he approached her and saw her turn around. Her figure was unusually filled with feeling and like she was unready for something she had to do.

'I have to let you go...' She thought with a melancholy stare towards him, something he had not wished nor expected to see.

Inuyasha looked into her eyes but she spoke before he could,

"Inuyasha, you seem most confused this new month. Chuckle and it's been a while since I've seen you in your human form. I've always found it more comfortable than you in your normal figure—

But Inuyasha was sick of everyone preferring his human side.

"Why...? Because I'm a dirty half breed the normal way? Because now I'm weak and you can torment me or manipulate me? Oh, wait, you always do that no matter what form I'm in." Inuyasha's voice was calm but fed up as he chuckled in between a few words.

"I'm fine that you speak to me this way. After all, you are always ill tempered in human form, I like that." She smiled towards him which made him soften.

"I'm sorry..." He said and sat down, quite sure she wasn't going to try anything. His black hair blew up and fell as he went to his sitting position and his legs and arms crossed. "But I know all about your ideas for me. So don't pretend like their secrets. You want me to go with you. Well go to hell. Why can't you let me go? I love you but I ain't leaving."

Now Kikyo realized that his softer voice was a simple deception for her to fall into. And she frowned as he said those harsh words. He was in a bad mood tonight.

"So you still do love me?" She asked with a hopeful tone that Inuyasha couldn't remember her using for at least fifty years.

"I don't know...because if what we have is love, look what it gave to us." He looked away, ok, she was always there for him to talk to, but these conversations were getting old. Although, this particular subject, about whether it was love or not was interesting.

As amusing as these conversations were, Inuyasha was tired of fighting, he was getting sick of carrying sorrow, regret and everything else everyone left him with.

He was not going to be the victim.

"I'm leaving." He got up in an attempt to walk away but failed as he felt a hand on his shoulder and he shivered.

Not matter what Inuyasha did, he couldn't tear from Kikyo. He needed to do it quick and harsh if he wanted to avoid being manipulated.

He shook Kikyo's hand off him roughly and whipped around with a hard glare.

She gasped in surprise, Inuyasha never did things like this to her.

"I said go to hell! I hate you, Kikyo! Yeah, I said it! I don't know if I love you, but I hate every aspect of your entire being!! I don't know if I can trust you, I don't even know what you want from me! What do you want me to do?! Where should I go?! Tell me, because I'm dying to know!!" He finished especially loudly as he looked furiously at her.

"Nowhere, Inuyasha." She said with a smile like she had accomplished something, not something evil but something that would help him. Only when he let go of her could she do the same, and he just let go of her, this made her proud, she could finally let him go.

"Do what you want to do, go where you want to go." Kikyo then turned and walked away, leaving Inuyasha dumbfound.

'What's that supposed to mean?'

Inuyasha turned around again but slowly and walked away, not turning back. That made him feel better. But he felt bad for taking it out on Kikyo, every bad thought about her that he ever even considered came out without warning. The pebbles that drizzled from the sky hid whether or not tears shed from his eyes. If you had seen him, youd've doubted he was crying but just a little sad and a lot bored.

After a few hours of dodging the shouts of his friends calling his name, Inuyasha finally got the rest he wanted up in a tree that took trouble to climb in his human form.

'This is a swell tree.' He thought as he climbed it with difficulty.

The rain that came pouring down even harder didn't stop his friends, which he felt bad for leaving them hanging. Kagome pled confused, pretending as though she didn't even know a demon came and that Inuyasha stayed and what a liar.

She was just worried about him, Inuyasha made her feel as bad about herself as anyone ever had.

"I do trust him..." She muttered incoherently as Sango and Miroku reentered the hut.

Inuyasha heard those silent words a few miles away in his head but quickly shook it off, not wanting to feel like he was wrong. If he was, it would mean he was going to feel really bad and have to beg for Kagome's forgiveness. The brief streak of blue in the sky accompanied the rain and shortly after a loud boom. Thunder, lightning and water all fell rapidly from the unmerciful, dark skies.

A bolt outlined briefly Inuyasha's face and illuminated his figure. How was he to get to sleep?

The next Day

Surprising as it may be, Inuyasha awoke with a renewed sense of strength and revitalization.

But then he realized it was lunch, he had slept a long time.

He hopped from his tree and stretched and shook his head, making his silver hair spin out of control. He jumped around in circles, trying to prepare his muscles for whatever they might be doing today. He yawned with a small smile and then remembered the other night with the conversation he had with Kagome and then Kikyo.

"Ah, crap."

Then he noticed a chuckling monk in front of him.

"How long have you been there?" Inuyasha demanded angrily, giving Miroku a death glare.

"Just long enough to see your super wake up dance." He smirked happily.

"We were all worried about you, where did you go, Inuyasha?" Miroku was concerned and curious.

"Duh, I came here obviously."

"But why?" He asked as he eyed Inuyasha's tree.

"Doesn't matter. But I was thinking of something, I need to ask you something, so don't freak out on me, ok?"

Miroku merely nodded, having some idea that a friendly conversation last night went bad.

"Do you trust me?" He was very simple and tried to be as straight as possible. Inuyasha needed to find out who his friends were.

"Hmm? Of course, what kind of question is that?" He seemed confused at the sudden change in subject matter.

"Oh...I see..." Inuyasha wasn't satisfied, after all, what else could Miroku say? Was he supposed to say no? No. Inuyasha was just looking for a stronger answer. As he started walking away, he heard Miroku's voice.

"I trust you with my life." He called to him with his back turned.

Inuyasha turned to him and smiled warmly, Miroku also turned around and gave him a thumbs up.

"Miroku...thanks."

That cheered him up a little bit, he really did have friends, and good ones. The best ones around.

"And do you trust me?" Miroku asked as he raised an eyebrow in question, but jokingly.

Inuyasha tried his best to be serious as he answered,

"Miroku...I would gladly put my life in your hands." Then they both started to laugh, that was the biggest lie.

"But seriously...you're a great guy, Miroku." Inuyasha wasn't going to look vulnerable and say that Miroku was the best friend guy could have. That would make him look soft.

"That makes me happy, Inuyasha. I'm glad we had this talk."

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