A/N:

I am so sorry that it has taken me quite the long time to update my story. Hopefully you wonderful reviews and readers will understand that I was in no mood to write. For if I did, the characters would be horribly OOC and this story would be an immensely depressing story; which I do not want to happen, the exact opposite to be exact. Well, I do have plans with Oboroko. Yes, quite the evil ones too….Muhahaha!


I have not forgotten this story!

I promise! No matter how many writer's blocks I shall encounter, I will stick to this story! Again, I am sorry and such a bad author for not updating in such a long period of time. Hopefully I can be forgiven?

::Pitiful sigh::


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Kagome sat down in her regular dinner chair, quite content with its wooden frame for comfort, and relaxed. Letting out a small sigh, she heard a growl in return.

Peeking a violet eye she rested her gaze on a pouting hanyou. A smirk pulled at her lips as she focused her senses on the pitter patter of the window from the rain.

Muffled snorts echoed into her ears overpowering the once soothing sound. Shrugging it off, she leaned back and reminisced about her meal.

'Damn that wench and damn that rain…throwing off the sent of the entire place. Keh.'

His amber orbs glided across the kitchen as he drew his eyebrows together in a scowl. Inuyasha look over at Kagome, his mood suddenly softening.

'What has that sneaky bitch done to me?' He caught her gaze, and held it there.

She returned his look, cocking an eye brow.

"Yes?"

"Keh."

"That's what I thought…"

"What the hell does that mean, wench?"

"Ooh nothing."

"Keh. Whatever."

"And that concludes my point."

Inuyasha glared at her, unbeknownst of what exactly she was trying to get across to him.

"Ya know, Kagome, at times you really autta'-

"How about we go for a walk, Inuyasha?" He quirked a brow under frustration.

'A walk? Out in the rain? What the hell is wrong with her?!'

"Yes? Okay then! Sounds great to me!" She darted out of her chair, grabbing his hand and leading him into the living room.

"Now, you stay here. Understand? I need to go get an umbrella, I s'ppose you would like one too, right?"

He merely shook his head as she leaned against the wall.

"First off, what the hell is an oombrala? And second, wench, I'm not taking a walk out in the fucking rain! You understand me?"

She sighed and pursed her lips tightly together, drawing them into a frown.

"Big bad hanyou afraid of the rain?" She cocked her head to the side as she reached out for a nearby ear.

"What the hell? No- now will you stop it?"

She let out a suppressed giggle as she extended her arm in attempt to grasp her destination. A firm grip suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling it down to her side. Her eyes lingered to the clawed hand that interfered with her goal. Her eyes quickly darted up in confusion as she looked into his eyes.

His breathing came to a halt as he peered down at her. A sudden flicker of emotions arising from his spine, tingling his body. They were lost in each others' gaze, lost in each others' love. Inuyasha wet his lips self consciously as he watched Kagome's gaze narrow down to his lips.

She leaned forward, her body coming closer to his. A soft gasp was murmured under his breath at her sudden movement. She put her weight on her toes as she drew herself up to him. Inuyasha's amber eyes flickered with emotion, a sudden realization of love. He watched her drew nearer and nearer, until he couldn't even bare it anymore.

He wanted to kiss her, perhaps. But even sometimes he had to lie to himself. His breathing became labored as his gaze fell to her lips, inches away from his. He closed his eyes in anticipation. Until he felt a familiar hand gently caress his ears.

'Keh…'

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Oboroko crossed her ankles in a seductive matter as she leaned back against the foggy window. Piercing blue eyes illuminating the darkness. Drawing in deep breaths, she flicked her head to the side, ridding her pale face of her bangs. Candles flickered a-top of tables a skewed around the room. Long red flames licking the dark ceiling.

She bathed in the evil aura, breathing in the dull lifeless air that surrounded her. Shattering silence, tainted innocence, pure evil, all of which she gave a true name. Sinking down to her knees, she leaned forward towards a black candle. The fascination engulfed her.

A red light flickered in her blue eyes, a dull light dancing in the emptiness. Her hand reached out, a soft sound of rustling coming from her black kimono. Her hand delayed over the flame, feeling the burning warmth arising in her body.

A small smile tugged at her chapped lips as she pulled away.

'Pleasurable pain…'

A sudden twinge of discomfort came to her at her neck. Her hand flew up in response absentmindedly. Her petite fingers grasping at a necklace. Clenching it tightly, she could feel the key imprint her hand. The leather holding the key together was basically like the weathering thread that held her very life together. Without it, perhaps she would be nothing.

Sudden painful memories came into her mind.

"Oboroko, I have a gift for you." His soft voice faded off into the silent wind that swirled around the two bodies soaking in the luminous moonlight. She looked up at him, love sparkling in her blue eyes. "Oboroko…I love you so much, it…it hurts." She swallowed the lump in her throat as she reached up to his tan face. Bright green orbs met her blue ones as they exchanged looks of love.

"I…I love you too, Sirokama." His face lowered down to hers as he caught a small kiss. She shivered under his touch; she felt truly safe. He pulled away as he cupped her cheek.

"Now, I hope you'll like this." She leaned into his touch as she looked up at him with pure curiosity. Blue eyes seeking knowledge, wanting to know. He pulled out a small black box. It was tattered and torn; it gave off the illusion that it would just fall away into nothing at the slightest touch.

Her gaze rested upon the box as her curiosity heightened. She looked up at Sirokama with a questioning look.

"Oboroko, you can never judge something by its outer presence. You can never give into its illusion. As you can see, this box is tattered and torn. Is it not? Although, something inside it can be so beautiful…so beautiful that nothing could ever match it. Something valuable." He voice trailed off as he rested a hand on her heart.

"Tattered and torn as it is, it is still beautiful. And it shall always be." His voice faded off as he gazed into her eyes.

She blinked, blue orbs focused on him. Sadness was the most evident emotion in her eyes, but he could detect a hint of pain after he said that last sentence. She rested a petite hand upon his as she knew to what he was inferring to.

"You heart, just like this box. Please, Oboroko, open it." She lifted her hand from his and reached out to the box, grasping it ever so gingerly. She opened it at as her gaze narrowed down to the contains.

"Sirokama, it is beautiful." She ran her finger over the necklace. It was silver, gleaming in the moonlight. Reflecting off of the light. A small silver key that was attached to a tattered leather string. Her gaze left the key as she settled it on her lovers' face.

"It's a key, a key to my heart, Oboroko. You have opened up something tattered and torn, tainted, and fearful. You opened up my heart ever so gingerly to aware that it didn't break under your touch. Now, my heart is free. Free to your love, it'll always be grasped by something beautiful." He walked closer to her and reached for the key in the box. He took it out and held it out to her neck.

She nodded as she gathered up her hair and watched him put it around her neck.

"It makes you look even more exquisite, my darling." She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a warm embrace.

"My Sirokama, I love you." She pulled herself up to him, brushing her lips against his. He stifled a sigh against her kiss as he pulled away and bent down to nuzzle her neck.

"Oboroko, my darling, marry me?"

She nodded as she pulled her self closer to him.

Oboroko let go of the key that was grasped in her sweaty palm.

Tears beaconed to fall out at any given moment, but she refused to let them plummet to the ground. She placed a hand on her heart, her gaze narrowing with a painful expression.

"Sirokama…what have you done to me?" She let her hand fall down to her swollen stomach as she looked down upon it lovingly.

A twinge of pain lingering in her blue eyes. She sat there in the piercing silence, caressing the closest thing she had to her former lover. A petite hand that was caressing the swollen skin upon her stomach.

"Sirokama……" Her voice faded away into the lifeless air that surrounded her, the air that forever haunted this place. Unlike the air on that night.

Dull shadows danced around her as the candles began to flicker out of life. A tear twisted its way down her cheek and dropped down to the wooden floor she rested on.

She swallowed the lump in her throat as she blinked away her tears, her hand lay dormant on her stomach.

'Sirokama, why have you done this to me………why?' Her blue eyes danced in the dark room, the only thing that was giving off light.

Her blue orbs dropped back to her hand suddenly feeling a twinge of despair…hate. Fear.

"My……my tainted innocence."


A/N

Hmm… good chapter? Bad chapter? Great chapter?

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I am so sorry that I have not updating in the longest time; I'm such a bad author for doing that to you guys! But, I am back on schedule and ready!

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DISCLAIMER:

I do not own Inuyasha and co., unfortunately. Alas, maybe, just maybe, I'm related to Rumiko Takahashi and get them as a well-profound birthday present. But, only in my dreams will that ever happen. I would love to thank Rumiko though, for giving me her vivid characters to plot evil things with.


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I'll have a new one up and running possibly later today, or tomorrow!

I feel so bad!