Carol Of The Bells

By AriznGlori

A/N: Thankyouthankyouthankyou! All your reviews were great! I feel so loved! Here you go! Read on! Beware: more plot, and the bad silliness is basically what might happen during such a time…please be understanding. HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Disclaimer: I own this story at least…

Chapter 3: Gin No Beru

"Whoa," Inuyasha said in pleasant surprise, passing by a see-through wall with mannequins wearing skimpy underwear. "Where am I?" Inuyasha realized he was staring only when an old woman walking by muttered "Hentai" under her breath. He then quickly strolled through away down the street with the crowd, but couldn't help wondering if Kagome wore such…such… alluring underwear… SLAP!

"Dear Kami," he murmured in shock, "I'm turning into Miroku…"

He glanced back at the name of the shop. "Victoria's Secret. What an odd name for a local store. Who do I know named 'Victoria?' Hmm… no one… Well, that was pleasantly easy." Inuyasha then caught sight of a giant sign with colors running over it, showing more women in skimpy clothes, only now they were singing odd lyrics to an even odder music. One had really short hair, and the other's was the size of Kaede's hut!

"Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi Show! Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi Show!"

"What has become of the world?!" Inuyasha cried in frustration.

"Shut up, you freak!" a random passerby said.

"WHO SAID THAT? I'LL KICK YOU'RE A-"

"Go back to New York!"

-- Hark! How the bells, sweet silver bells,

All seem to say, throw cares away!--

"I'm bored," Shippo grumbled, sitting in Inuyasha's spot in the snow-covered Goshimboku tree. "Without Inuyasha to bug, it gets pretty boring around here…" Just then, Sango came along beneath him, dancing like a nut again, and with Miroku quietly following; she was unaware of the monk's presence.

"But," Shippo murmured to himself happily, "with such idiots like those two around, life might just pick up a better pace. After all, they can't cut me up and give me to Sesshomaru now, can they?" And so, with an evil grin and some leaves in his hands Shippo hopped away, prepared to do some devilry upon the unsuspecting humans.

Sango was completely oblivious to the world, lost in a world of music that Kagome called 'Amerkiss R&B' or something, and her new favorite artist was now Usher. "Damn," Sango muttered, listening to another song. "This one is so soul-touching..." Miroku lurking after her, watched as she began to start singing, quite loudly and badly: "Just let it burn, let burn…"

"Okay…. Now it's getting freaky," Miroku frowned. "Ever since Kagome got you that stupid music box and the shiny disc things, you've not been paying attention to me… Well Sango, I'll find a way to get you back to your normal state…."

"These are my confessions…something about getting her pregnant, la la la… Oh my God! He got another girl pregnant!" Sango whipped out a plastic case and pulled out a booklet of photos of the singer. "Oh, he's so exotic…Damn! Look at those abs!"

"Kami-sama, I swear not to bed another woman if you give me Sango…and keep her horrible singing to yourself…Amen…"

-- Christmas is here, bringing good cheer,

To young and old, meek and the bold!--

"Damn him!" The dead miko roared as she stormed through the snowy woods. "Damn him and his escapes! How could he leave me to eat that whole chicken by myself? I'll make him pay… That was the worst dinner I ever had…And Hell is waiting for us! Kaede…I must see Kaede…She knows where Inuyasha is! She knows…"

With that, the priestess turned her deadly eyes on the smoky halo above the horizon, where just beyond lay her village, tranquil and snow-bound… Oddly, Kikyo shivered, and not like the shivers of a living human. In her lack of life, her limbs shook and convulsed horrendously, creaking like the limbs of a spider. The cold was getting to her…

"I must get into a warm hut before I freeze…I might shatter…like cheap pottery…" Kikyo bit her lip in frustration. Her teeth sank in deep, but no blood came forth; when she was resurrected, she lost it all to the reopening of her wound. Kikyo cursed her horrible luck; no blood meant she needed soul-power, life-essence in its purest form to keep her moving…

"Why have I become this way? Why am I so cursed? What did I do to deserve this fate? Why am I bound to this world when I need only to relinquish my soul and rest forever?" For the first time since she was remade, Kikyo collapsed in a shuddering heap in the snow, and there, on the white blanket of ice, she wept, wept for her resurrection, wept for the cursed life she bore, the cursed life she had, the loss of Inuyasha, the hate toward Inuyasha, the great rending of her soul between her reincarnation and herself. If only she had the rest of her soul back… She pulled out her piece of the Shikon Jewel, and looked at it, watched it shimmer in rainbow color, watched it shine in the pale light of the winter sun, veiled in the gray sky.

She knew then what she had to do.

"Kagome…I hate her…" Pulling herself together, Kikyo hobbled off, making her way slowly toward the village of her birth, and toward the life she lost, and the life she would take back.

--Ding dong ding-dong, that is their song,

Ring joyful ring, all caroling!--

"Got any eights?" Kagome asked, depressed, looking across the coffee table in the living room at her brother.

"No…" Souta said, moving his hand of cards around to keep Kagome's taller view off of what he had. "Go fish, sis."

"I hate this game," Kagome grumbled, pulling out a seven. She now had ten cards in her hand, and yet she lacked a single pair. Souta however, had only three. He giggled and watched her, eyes full of laid-back confidence. He enjoyed watching her struggle. He then asked, "Got any sevens?" Kagome snorted, tossing him the card. Souta laid the pair down and asked again. "Do you have any kings?"

"I hate this game."

"Kagome…" Souta frowned.

"Umm…" Kagome started to put her cards behind her back.

"Mom, Kagome's cheating!"

"Tattle-tale!" Kagome stuck her tongue out at her little brother and threw the card on the table. Souta laid down his last pair.

"I win! The boat sank and the big fish ate you!"

"You realize that was corny, don't you?" Kagome glared, throwing her cards at her little brother.

"Wanna play again?" Souta grinned, gathering up the cards and putting them in the deck.

"I'll tell you what: hand me the deck and I'll show you where to shove it!"

"Mom, get the Advil! Kagome's delirious!"

"Coming!" answered Mrs. Higurashi.

"Ah! No! Mom, I'm fine! Honestly! The Pepto-Bismol made me feel all better!" Kagome wailed, scratching the back of her head and grinning nervously.

"That doesn't work for head aches!" Kagome's mother strolled into the room with a kind smile on her face. She knelt down next to her daughter, who sat cross-legged on the floor, draped in a thick warm blanket. "Do you want to talk about something?"

"Not-" Mrs. Higurashi took the opportunity to shove two pills into Kagome's mouth, empty a water bottle in her mouth, and made the girl swallow.

"How about now?" she asked innocently.

"Mom, I'm gonna be high as a kite if you keep this up," Kagome gasped.

"Better healthy than sick. Do you know how cold it is outside? I have to go shovel. Your grandfather will have to cook, okay? Kagome, if he asks for your help, only cook your own food. We don't want a houseful of sick teens now, do we?" Mrs. Higurashi stood up, went to the coat closet, and put on her winter gear before grabbing a shovel and heading out into the still-snowing storm to begin the enormous task of shoveling routes for bikes and pedestrians over the temple grounds.

"Good luck, Mom!" Kagome called, worried now that her mother had to do this task all alone. Usually it was Souta, Kagome, and her that did it. Now, two-thirds of the force was down and out; Souta faked a fever to get out of doing anything. Kagome glared at him.

"I can't believe you're letting her go out there alone…"

"Hey, you got yourself sick, and I did the same," Souta answered simply.

"But mine's different!"

"I know. You were binging because Inuyasha made you cry again. God Kagome, you can be so sensitive sometimes."

As you all can guess, Kagome was using all her mental willpower to keep herself from throttling Souta. In fact, she had to force herself to be nice again just to calm down.

"Can we play Uno?"

"But I stink at that."

"Well, I stunk at Go-fish, so you can pacify me, can't you?"

"Well, right now I want to go play video games." Souta got up to go to the TV.

"Sit boy!" Kagome stood up suddenly and yelled at him, incredibly loudly as well. Souta watched her blankly, looking at her with a sideways glance.

"You really are as high as a kite. What do I look like, a dog?"

-- One seems to hear, words of good cheer,

From everywhere, filling the air!--

"Look mommy! It's Santa Claus!" Inuyasha was browsing through a random store, looking for chocolate-covered candy canes, when a little boy pointed at him and started yelling excitedly. Inuyasha looked at him, annoyed.

"Kid, I'm not Santa Claus," Inuyasha muttered. "I don't know what the Hell a Santa Claus is!"

"Well, you brushed your hair, shaved, changed your clothes and used anti-wrinkle cream, but I can still recognize you," the boy said smartly. His mother looked at Inuyasha with an I'm-so-sorry-but-please-play-along-while-I-shop face. The boy ran to Inuyasha and hugged him tightly around the knees, nearly knocking him over.

"Santa, you lost weight!" Another little girl came over to Inuyasha and jumped on his back. "Hey, you've got pretty hair! Did you straighten it like my mommy does?"

"Hey Santa! Did you shave your beard?!" another little boy came over and grabbed Inuyasha by the arm, pulling and swinging on him. "Gee, you're working out, aren't you?"

"Dear Kami, why have you forsaken me?!" Inuyasha wailed as several more little children tackled him to the floor, and he was buried. "Dear goodness! What'll I do?! What'll I do?! Kagome will kill me if I kill them!" A desperate employee now forced Inuyasha to sit on a chair in an empty aisle and listen to the brats talk about things he knew nothing of. He was forced to wear an itchy red and white hat, and wear itchy fuzzy white shoes that felt like a distant relative's coat…

The first girl sat on his knee. "Santa, I want a Barbie, a pony, a teddy bear, a dress, a tea party, a car, a castle, a pool, my own country, a dragon… Hey Santa! You look cool!"

The first boy did as well. "Santa, I want Halo 2, an X-Box, a Nintendo Game Cube, a PSP, the Lord Of The Rings movies…Wow! You look like my older brother…"

Then there was a random teenage girl, quite cute the hanyou had to admit, and she clung to him desperately. "Santa, I want you for Christmas… Here's my number…" She slipped a piece of paper in his shirt. Inuyasha grinned at her, and she kissed him on the cheek, and then ran over to a gaggle of girls standing in an adjoining aisle. They all got in line.

Inuyasha sighed after they all left. He was never going to find a chocolate-covered candy cane at this rate… too many damned distractions…Why the Hell did Shippo have to say that particular item? Couldn't he have said a twig or something?

"Damn Kagome…so picky sometimes…why the hell did it have to be so specific?" Helpless to all these people, he realized that the only way to get out of there was to fight, and so he launched himself right out of the store before the next child could sit on his lap. He smashed right through the window, ran up the glass side of a building across the street, back flipped off the top, then landed five blocks from the store on a lamp post. The crowd beneath him stared in silent amazement.

"D-does anyone know where I can…find some…chocolate-covered candy canes?" Everyone pointed at a sweets shop right next to him. Inuyasha nodded, apologized, and leapt down onto the sidewalk amid some applause, which scared him horribly, and then into the store full of gawking fat people.

Grabbing everything in his immediate reach, he turned and left, while the man behind the counter screamed at him: "I thought I told you to go back to New York!"

-- Oh, how they pound, raising the sound,

O'er hill and dale, telling their tale!--

Sango cursed at the headphones vehemently. "Why, damn it, why? Why won't you play more music? Why do you keep Usher from me?!" Sighing in defeat at the lack of response from the head phones, she pulled out the CD case, pulled out the booklet with the pictures, and stared at the eight-pack photo for a long time, while Miroku maneuvered around in the bushes behind her, looking for a way to get rid of the extra batteries he had taken out of Sango's pocket while she did a strange waving motion. He looked around, and, seeing Sango too involved with the electronic gizmo, decided to run for it.

Bolting for the village, Miroku managed to get far enough that he was out of ear-reach of Sango when he crashed into a large wooden post that mysteriously popped out of nowhere. Knocked backwards, he dropped a small plastic baggie that held in it several spare batteries and the directions for the headphones.

"Ouch…"

"Well well, look who ran into my post," Shippo frowned, sitting in a nearby tree. "You might have dented it…"

Miroku looked sidelong at the post, a tall, beat-up looking splinter in the ground. "What on Earth do you want from a poor monk, Shippo? I really don't have time to play right now."

"Of course. Just with Sango…" the kitsune murmured, eyes welling up. He looked at Miroku with large puppy eyes. "Can I see the bag? I promise not to break anything…"

The monk sighed comically. "Perverted and ambitious as I am, I seem to have a large soft spot for children." Miroku held out the bag, and Shippo leapt down to get it. He then leapt easily back up into his spot, and laughed maniacally. "Hahaha! Well now, what shall I do with these? Give them to Sango and tattle…?"

"NO!" Miroku begged. "Please Shippo! Don't do it! She'll hurt somebody!"

"I know!" the kitsune cackled evilly. In a flurry of orange, Shippo made it to Sango, held out the bag, and said, "I wanted to give them back…"

"YOU TOOK AWAY MY ABILITY TO LISTEN TO AND LOVE USHER! I'M GONNA-"

Ah!" Shippo ran off, Sango on his heals. "Sango, you're pretty, and beautiful, and-"

"Don't patronize me you little thief!" Sango caught up to him, and Shippo cowered in her shadow, a quaking ball of fur. "Go on…" Sango said regally, tossing her hair.

-- Gaily they ring, while people sing,

Songs of good cheer, Christmas is here!--

"Kaede," Kikyo murmured, shuffling into the hut of the old woman. Kaede, who was enjoying a chicken leg from the pot, quickly hid the mass of meat behind her back.

"Ah, my sister!" She said in happy shock. "How have ye been? I heard Inuyasha gave you a chicken for din-"

"It was the worst meal I had by myself in a long time," Kikyo hissed angrily. "Where is she?"

"Who?" Kaede asked, looking nervously upon her older sister.

"Don't you fool around with me, Kaede!" Kikyo roared, grabbing her little sister by the throat. "You know perfectly well who!" She hoisted the old woman into the air. Pulling back one flickering fist, she hissed, "I can purify or destroy anything, Kaede, even you. Now please tell me!"

"Sister, I know not of whom ye speak! Little do I remember of ye habits and methods! I am old, and need reminders. Please don't send me to Hell!"

Kikyo blinked in surprise, and peered closely at Kaede. "You really don't know," Kikyo whispered in awe. She set Kaede down, laughing in slight hysteria. "Dear Kami, I think this is very funny! Wow! Kaede, you old goat, you're such a fool. Hahaha! Come on, little sis, laugh with me! Wahaha!"

"Wahaha?" Kaede laughed nervously. Someone I know belongs in Ye Old Nut House…

"Where's Kagome?"

"Ye are after her again?" Kaede gasped. "But, what if she steals back- Why, I believe she lives at the bottom of the Bone-eater's Well."

"She lives in a well?" Kikyo obviously didn't believe it.

"No," Kaede said with a nervous laugh. "The well is a portal to her own world, where all the bones go."

"Well, that does make sense," Kikyo agreed. "But if you're wrong, I'll make you pay. I'm going to Hell anyway, so I have nothing to lose…"

"Except your- Well Kikyo, have a good time in the future!" Kikyo then turned to leave the hut. "Let me know what becomes of the temple! Oh! And if I get married to a handsome man!"

"You are fifty-nine years old. You're never getting married," Kikyo said shortly as she left.

"Well, if ye were any less rude, Inuyasha might have still loved ye," Kaede sighed when Kikyo was gone. She picked up an ugly walkie-talkie Kagome brought for communications when she was in the future; it was another Christmas present. She flicked the switch to the 'on' position, and spoke into the speaker.

"Kagome, beware. Kikyo is coming. I repeat, Kikyo is coming. She is going to kill ye. Get away. Doom is coming to the future! She wants her soul back, Kagome! Get away…"

-- Merry merry merry merry Christmas!

Merry merry merry merry Christmas!--

"Damn this…" Inuyasha grumbled as he landed in the temple grounds with half the candy-store in his arms. Behind him, loud sirens were blaring, and blue and red lights flashing as several strange-colored demons came hurtling along the road after him. He saw Mrs. Higurashi, way across the grounds. As long as she was busy tossing snow around with that odd paddle, he could talk to Kagome uninterrupted. He came to the front door, and knocked.

"Kagome," Souta said, looking over at his B-O-R-E-D sister. "Did you hear a knock?"

"Yes. Answer it."

"Okay lazy…"

"Get your butt to the door before I barf on you."

"I'm going, I'm going!" Souta got up, went to the door, and opened it.

"Hi," said Inuyasha, looking down at Souta. "I need to talk to Kagome… Could you get her…? And leave?" Souta's eyes welled up and grew to the size of saucers when he saw the glass counter full of cakes and the baskets full of candy canes. "I got her chocolate, and candy canes…"

"AWESOME! Kagome, Inuyasha's here with lots of sugar!"

"He brought Shippo?" Kagome came up to the door, and stared at Inuyasha angrily. "I wanted Shippo, not you. Go away."

"But- I brought you a whole bunch of candy!" Inuyasha protested. "You don't know what I've been through today!"

"I don't care!" Kagome couldn't keep her eyes off all the food though, and Inuyasha noticed.

"Kagome, I'm very sorry, and-"

"Yeah yeah, we've been through all this. Inuyasha, you must really want me to get fat if you brought all this. What did you do, rob that 'American Sugar' store a few blocks down?"

"Umm…Yes…?" Inuyasha's ears flattened and he stared shamefully at the ground. "Shippo said…."

Just then, the police arrived at the temple. They were yelling as they ran up the flight of steps to the house.

"YOU ROBBED A CANDY SHOP!" Kagome screamed. "Take all this stuff back down the well to the past before they think I took it, or worse, they see you! What if they find out about you?!"

"Umm, I really am sorry…" Suddenly, a loud buzzing noise came from inside.

"Hang on, Inuyasha, Kaede's calling." Kagome darted away up to her room, from which the loud buzzing came on the one-way walkie-talkie. Kagome brought it down for her and Inuyasha to hear, while the first cop came up the long flight, gasping.

"I thought you'd want to hear," Kagome said angrily as Inuyasha gave her a confused look. She flipped on the receiving mode. Between bursts of static caused by a message sent from the distant past and replaying itself over and over, Kagome and Inuyasha discerned a terrifying message.

"Kagome, beware. Kikyo is coming. I repeat, Kikyo is coming. She is going to kill ye. Get away. Doom is coming to the future! She wants her soul back, Kagome! Get away." Then the message ended. Kagome glared hard at Inuyasha. "This is all your fault. Now she's going to kill us…"

The police reached them. "Freeze where you are!" They held the two up at gunpoint.

"Inuyasha, you've ruined my life!" Kagome cried as they were taken from the front door and put in handcuffs. "I hate you! Go away! Forever! You hear me?! FOREVER!"

The silver tinkling sound of the handcuffs on her wrists rang hollowly in Inuyasha's head, like a bell signaling his own funeral, and he felt so angry and hated now that he did not even fight back when it was his turn for handcuffs. Souta looked at him as though waiting for the hanyou to break free, but Inuyasha could care less. He felt his soul dying, and he didn't notice that he was being led down the flight of stone stairs to the street, where a small group of pedestrians had gathered to see what was going on. I've lost it all. I've lost my love, my dignity, my life, my trust, my brother, my father, my mother, the Shikon No Tama, and my Kagome…My Kagome…

"My Kagome…" he whispered as the cop held him down to the police car, and slapped the icy cuffs upon his wrists. Souta ran to the top of the stone flight and looked down upon them, and yelled, "Inuyasha, break free! Save Kagome! Save yourself! Please! My mom won't be happy about this at all! Go back to the well, Inuyasha! What are you waiting for?!"

"My Kagome."

-- On now they send, on without end,

Their joyful tone, to every home!--

"What about my eyes?" Sango asked the blushing Shippo. "What do you think of my eyes?"

"Are they pink, green, or brown?" Shippo asked, peering at Sango's oddly beautiful eyes. "They look too pretty to be real…"

"Oh! You're so sweet!" Sango giggled, pinching the kitsune's cheeks; they were now as raw and red as two apples. "And what about my smile?"

"It's best when you laugh with Miroku. With, not at him. Then, it's cruel and ugly…" Shippo muttered, hoping not to get his cheeks pinched again.

"Well, I could do that a little more…" She sighed as Miroku came up to her, right on a timed cue.

"Hello Lady Sango." Miroku sat down next to her in the snow, both of them leaning against the stone-and-wood rim of the Bone-eater's Well. "How is your conversation with the fox-thief going?"

"Well, he's buttered me up so much that I might not have to give him to Sesshomaru for punishment; but, I guess he could pay up some more." Sango pinched another cheek for good measure. Shippo whined, voice pain-filled. "You know, he sort of sounds like a girl…"

"Yes, I do know that."

"You didn't do anything perverted with him, did you?" Sango said suspiciously, hugging Shippo to her chest and scooting away from the monk. "You're not the first incarnation of Michael Jackson are you?"

"Who is Michael Jackson?"

"A child molester in Kagome's time. He's really famous because he walked on the moon or something…"

"No, I've never molested a girl or boy in my entire life! I am a holy man." Sango looked at him sidelong with a quit-saying-bullshit-and-fess-up-like-a-real-man expression. "Honest, Sango! Well, except for you of course…"

"What about that little girl who was younger than Kagome?" Sango pointed out jealously.

"Lady Sango, that young girl came down on me. I have no fowl or dirty attempts to her," Miroku said, most un-monk-like, looking at Sango with wide eyes.

"Hentai!" A resounding SLAP rang through the air, and Miroku fell over, laughing at Sango while clenching his red face.

"Honest to Kami-sama, Lady Sango, I haven't touched her, or vice versa. I was only joking."

"Holy men don't joke," Sango grumbled, picking up Hiraikotsu and beginning to walk away, much to Shippo's relief as he bounded off in freedom, crying happily as he ran towards the village. "Thank Kami!" he cried. "I'm free! Free at last!"

Just then, Kikyo emerged from the opposite side of the clearing, catching both Miroku and Sango off guard. They turned and faced her in shock.

"Lady Kikyo!" Miroku exclaimed. "Why are you here?!"

"I'm here to reclaim what is mine," the miko replied simply, starting to go towards the well. Miroku immediately was there to block her.

"You must stay away from the well," Miroku warned, holding out a scroll. "It is terribly dangerous for one in your condit- AHHH!" Kikyo, in her impatience, had grabbed the neck of the monk, and blasted a cold wave of purifying magic through him. He fell to the ground, unconscious, skin hot and smoking.

"Miroku!" Sango cried, staring sadly at the monk. Her face hardened in blind anger. "Kikyo," she hissed, turning her eyes upon the calm priestess. "I will shatter you like the cheap pottery you are! Die!" Launching Hiraikotsu at the dead miko, Sango pulled out her sword and ran after the boomerang, preparing to follow up the first attack with a few sword strokes.

Kikyo, however, summoned a soul collector, and the boomerang ricocheted ff its scaly side, backwards into Sango, flinging her into the wide trunk of the Goshimboku, to which she had to fly through several small trees and bushes over a very long distance. The boomerang's two radiating arms embedded themselves in the tree's trunk, and Sango was saved only by the fact that she was luckily in the spot where Hiraikotsu's arms spread out and back, and she was only barely able to escape being completely cut in two. Gasping, she dropped her sword, trying to catch her breath.

It was so hard, so difficult when her own weapon was suffocating her, holding her against this tree to which, it seemed, so many have been bound and killed… Kikyo stood in front of her, eyes cold and glittering, and a glittering arrow drawn against the string of a strong bow, sharpened, flickering tip aimed at the girl's heart. Sango stopped struggling. She stared back at Kikyo, trying to keep calm; Kikyo looked back, eyes unfeeling, no emotion held inside her.

"I could kill you," She said, lowering her bow. "I could send the shaft of this arrow so far into the tree that it would have passed right through you." Lovingly, her cold fingers caressed the soft brown fletching of the arrow. "But isn't it amazing? You remind me of someone very special…" her voice trailed off, and she seemed to be remembering something very important to her, something very loved.

"I never understood it," Sango said softly, drawing Kikyo's attention back to the here and now. "I never understood why you killed him, why you couldn't just trust him enough to know it wasn't he who hurt you…"

"If I am correct, you tried to do the same to him," Kikyo returned.

"I knew not who he was, nor did I ever fall in love with him…" Sango sighed. "I have my heart set on someone else…"

"You mean that smoking corpse by the well?" Kikyo sneered. "I'll toss his bones in for you; a fitting burial, don't you agree, to be thrown down the chute like the perverted trash he was? When I go back to Hell, I'll tell him you send your regards. But, you'll be joining him soon. When I come back, I expect to find you here, waiting." Sango shuddered, tears flowing down her cheeks.

"N-no…He can't be…You couldn't have…"

"I can purify anything, Sango of the Taijiya. Don't worry; I'll reunite you two before nightfall. After all, I need to take my revenge against the village that gave me all my problems…that gave me the Shikon No Tama to purify and protect…Your people took away my life, and in my death I'll kill their only survivor… The last of the Taijiya…and then, with Inuyasha at my side, Naraku. But right now, I have to kill my reincarnation and get my soul back; Sayonara."

A/N: Hope you liked it! Now it's really going! TELL ME ABOU YOUR NEW YEARS' RESOLUTIONS! I AM HAVING TROUBLE THINKING OF ANY! PLEASE REVIEW SOME MORE! I LOVE YOU ALL! Go to and go to Korikistune's author name and read his stories! They are actually pretty good…It's shocking…Plus, he is my best friend and, as friends, I must promote him. He did it for me, anyway. REPAY HIS KINDNESS! See you in Chapter 4. Happy New Year!