Reawakened Memories

Kohaku grinned sheepishly as he looked at his hands of cards and back to Daichi, who was growing irritated by the anxiety.

"Well?"

"Go fish." Grumbling, Daichi picked a card from the deck and looked at Kohaku. Grinning from ear to ear, Kohaku asked him for a card he knew he had, and grumbling once again, Daichi handed over the card before turning back to glance at his sister's sleeping form.

Hanako had fallen ill from some poisonous fumes that she inhaled yesterday. Daichi always thought that youkai don't get sick, but his father explained that Hanako was poisoned, and it was done on purpose. Sesshomaru had to extract the poison from her blood, and the result of the little experiment cost her a lot of blood, and she wasn't expected to awaken until the morning after next, and wasn't expected to make a full recovery until their parent's returned.

His parents were gone for two weeks on a important business trip that couldn't be postponed, and unfortunately, Sesshomaru thought it best if Tsukiko go with him. Hanako had been uncomfortable, and every now and then she would whine. Daichi would drop everything he was doing and go to her side to assure her with a low growl and a nuzzle of her cheek, which he was doing now. Daichi had never left her side since his parents left.

Sighing, Kohaku crawled next to Daich and moved Hanako's hair in order to peer at her face. Lips brought back in a fierce scowl, Daichi only watched, flattening his ears as he thought about his recent chastening from his uncle.

Kagome had been trying to check Hanako's temperature, and the young one was furious. Daichi, enraged from the uncomfort that his aunt was giving his baby sister, snarled and pressed his ears down in an attempt to warn Kagome.

She didn't even flinch.

He sprang upon her, but was thrown back by a strong force, and was pinned to the ground by InuYasha. He hadn't seen InuYasha standing in the doorway, and Daichi was bold enough to growl. However, InuYasha silenced his protest with a loud bark and a fierce snarl that made Daichi's skin crawl, and he was forced to whine for mercy, and lick InuYasha's cheek as a peace treaty. InuYasha however leaned forward and bit Daichi's cheek firmly, not flinching when the youkai yelped and whimpered. InuYasha stood up, and not taking one look back, walked out of the room.

Daichi pressed his ears down again as he grimaced. Once Hanako's cries died down, they returned to their game, before Kagome walked in with a smile on her face. Kneeling in front of Hanako, she ordered Kohaku to come to her, and Daichi to fetch his uncle. Quickly, Kohaku was by her side.

"Kohaku, you know more about poisoning than I do." She commented. "Does it look like she's getting better? I can't really tell, she's always been quite pale." Kohaku opened his mouth to comment, but Hanako opened her eyes, and Kohaku gasped and stepped back.

Dull, lifeless eyes greeted him, called him, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. She was dead. He knew she was. But he was looking right at her. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to scream, but she was like a sister to him. He secretly mourned for her death, but never let the open see his feelings for the youkai that took care of him when he didn't even need it. Part of him wanted to believe that she was there, and another part refused to accept what his eyes were registering. Was his eyes truly playing tricks on him? Her pale, white skin glowed, her blank expression and those eyes that could look straight through him. It was all too real; almost more than he could take.

"Kohaku?"

K-Kanna?"


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InuYasha side as he hopped into the tree into the backyard. A week. It had been a week until he saw Kagome, talked to her, had any contact with her whatsoever. And it was killing him inside. He never felt like giving up so much in his whole life. His heart was shattered. His hanyou didn't want to become so much more for her anymore. She no longer trusted him. He lost that privilege when he forced himself on her like a savage beast.

The look on her face would always terrorize his heart. The way her heart shattered to pieces, the way she whispered his name in blood hard fear… It was something he would never want to relive. Mrs. Higurashi had been more than understanding, explaining to him that sooner or later he had to talk to her, but something inside him kept telling him he didn't deserve to see her, that he didn't deserve to be in her presence.

Mrs. Higurashi had told him that if he ever wanted to talk, that she was there for him. After three days of being in Goshinboku. No food, no human contact, no anything, he finally came to her, a brokenhearted mess. After that, he was glad that she used to be a teen guidance counselor. She listened to him, understood him, never forced him to say more than he wanted to. She hugged him, kissed him, and the emptiness he felt when his mother died was slowly being filled.

One day however, she surprised him with a question that he never thought had any thing whatsoever to do with what happened. They were sitting under Goshinboku. She was embracing him to her heart, like his mother did. He never told anyone about that. Only Kagome knew. The wounds in his heart from years of missing a motherly love that he envied the children in the village for, she was making lost time, and that was something he never understood.

"InuYasha…" She said as she rubbed his ears. "Tell me about your childhood."

"Well, as you know it wasn't good. I mean no one loved me like Mother did. She was the only one there for me. But when she died, all hell broke loose." He winced as memories flashed through his head.

"What did they do to you InuYasha. What hurt most?"

"When the men would talk about my mother. They insulted her much more than name calling. They said that they would…they wanted to…." Mrs. Higurashi hugged him close. She began rubbing his ears again, and gasped when she came across something smooth, rugged. Parting the soft delicate hairs on his head, her breath caught in her throat when she saw them. "InuYasha…how did you get scars on your ears?" She asked softly. When there was no reply, and InuYasha began shaking like he was getting ready to cry, she hugged him again.

"InuYasha…It's ok dear. You don't have to talk about it." InuYasha shook his head.

"I remember one day, my grandfather brought me to his room, and he tied me down. He said if I ever wanted to live a happy life like him, and not end up maggot food like Mother, than I would have to look like them. Then…he tried to…the bleeding wouldn't stop for days. I thought I was going to die. I left…I bit him…and killed him….and then I left. They were going to kill me anyway. I felt so tired…the youkai always found me because of the bleeding."

"InuYasha…"She said gently as she rubbed his ears again. "Do you know why I brought you here?" He shook his head. "When Kagome's father died, I felt lost. I didn't think I had the right to ever see her and Souta's happy young faces again. I felt like giving up. I was disgusted with myself for not being able to help him. But Goshinboku, we shared something here. And this tree gave me strength." She smiled sadly. "I'll share a little secret with you. When Kagome would be feeling down because of something that happened in your era, I always found her hear. I don't know why, but she always stopped crying when she laid her hand on the gash on the front of the tree."

Where we first met….She always returns to the place where we first met.

"She's an understanding person InuYasha, and the only thing that you can do, is talk to her. Make her understand. Only then, will you be able to be in her presence once more."

InuYasha sighed. Then why was it so hard?He never had a problem with talking to Kagome about something else before. Then why did it trouble him so much now.

Because …you know it was your fault for not being prepared. You knew it could have happened. Yet you didn't do anything to prevent it.

InuYasha shook his head. No, it wasn't like that. It was too easy…like somehow, on that moment, his youkai had so much strength that it took over without him having a chance to fight back. He's always fighting it, and he knows it not normal for it to have a surge of power like that.

He was truly disgusted with himself. His hanyou knew he was wrong, his human just went anti-social, and his lecherous youkai was loving every moment of his torture. He won't like it when it kills me.

Keh! You know better than I do you'll like through this pup.

InuYasha wrinkled his nose. He knew what it meant. The only way for survival, was to let the youkai take control, and that was a last resort. All hope hasn't been lost yet. He merely just grew to hate himself even more. There had to be a reason, there just had to be. But as fate would have it, the hanyou only scolded him and told him that the reason was his lust. That it was his fault for what happened.

He felt that he disgraced himself. He knew that he was safe with Mrs. Higurashi, but he took control of her daughter, and almost forced himself on her, yet those loving tender eyes filled with tears for him, and he could see her heart broke when he relived those memories from his past. He hated to see when people cried.

He hated it even more when they cried for him.

Crying was never something he understood, yet it came as a overwhelming emotion to him when he first came to the shrine. The first thought that came to his mind was to leave, but then, his hanyou blood finally let him off the hook, just barely.

InuYasha wanted to get away, but he had a favor to do for his brother. He didn't want his only niece to die because of something that happened between her uncle and aunt, and even though InuYasha knew he could whip Sesshomaru anytime, when it came to Sesshomaru's family, InuYasha wasn't as stupid as everyone believed.

Kagome didn't even look at him when he was punishing Daichi. She waited until he left before she turned around and said something. He wanted to run back in there, fall to his knees and beg for her to take him back, but his stubborn pride wouldn't let him do it. The runt was right. I'd cut off my nose despite my own face.

InuYasha flinched when his cell phone started ringing. He didn't even like the damn thing. But Sesshomaru persuaded him to get one. The only way it's going to help me is by making me lose my hearing by the time I'm old enough to kick his…. Flipping it open, he put it to his 'concealment' ear grudgingly.

"Yeah?"

"They've hit my last nerve InuYasha." Sesshomaru growled. "This means war."


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Sesshomaru sighed as he quickly packed his papers and bustled out of the meeting office. He was desperate to get home to Tsukiko. He had a feeling something was very, very wrong. He couldn't shake the feeling of absolute turmoil, and pain from deep inside his soul that he knew was his wife's pain. Reaching the parking lot in a slight jog, he walked over to the drivers side, threw his briefcase in the passenger seat, climbed in, pushed the gear to drive, and pulled off.

Sesshomaru lazily tapped the steering wheel as he waited for the light to change. Suddenly, he felt a very sharp pain in his stomach, and he thought someone had stabbed him. Feeling around for any wounds, he frowned deeply and ran the light, noting the flash that occurred behind him as he turned the corner and sped to the apartment.

Once he hit the corner, he registered her blood and tears, and growling fiercely as he pulled into the driveway, he got out of the car and hopped onto their room balcony. Melting the doorknob of the balcony with his poison fingers, he kicked the foor open to find a trail of blood leading from the kitchen and into the hallway. The smell of pain was overwhelming, of complete anguish of his mate more than he could stand. He was breaking apart inside as his blood began boiling and he fought to maintain his current form.

Following the trail of blood, Sesshomaru found her laying on the bed. She must've dragged herself. He thought in a slight panic. She groaned and turned slightly, and he saw it shine in the light. A knife was embedded all the way to the handle in her stomach, and she groaned in agony once more before her eyes went unfocused. He ran over and picked her up. Kicking open the nearby window, he climbed out and ran from rooftop to rooftop as his white shrit became stained with her crimson blood. "Moon! You have to hold on!" He muttered to her as he dropped in front of the hospital and stormed inside.

Upon his arrival, all youkai turned to stare at the tai-youkai in alarm before shaking their heads sadly. Sesshomaru ignored them and walked to the front desk, glaring at the kitsune disguised as a nurse with so much ferocity that she shuddered. Frowning slightly, she pointed to a pair of swing doors, where a falcon youkai was waiting with a hospital bed. Quickly, but carefully, Sesshomaru walked over and laid her down, barking at the doctor when he tried to help. Sesshomaru kissed her forehead as she groaned again and the falcon youkai looked deeply disturbed.

"My pardons son of the Great Inu No Taisho." He bowed respectfully. "I'm afraid that the un-" He was cut off by a sharp snarl. "I shall try my hardest." The great tai-youkai watched helplessly as they wheeled his wife away. Sitting down on a nearby chair, the youkai slowly indeed away from seeing as he was furious. His aura crackled and began to lash about as he felt his blood become scorching hot and began rushing to his head. All his life, he's lost all who meant anything to him. They were all murdered; Jaken….Kagura. When Kagura died, he lost a piece of himself. But then he realized that Tsukiko was the one for him. Someone was trying to take her away from him, and he'd go to hell before he let anyone lay a claw or finger on her.

He at least knew it was a neko. One he met before a long time ago. He caught the scent on the balcony. They made an effort to erase it, Sesshomaru almost missed it. They held the scent of a valley, signifying, being raised in the Red mountains, Tsukiko's home land. He couldn't distinguish the different smells to be able to get a picture of them. It seemed they bathed herself in Tsukiko's blood.

Jumping up, Sesshomaru bounded out of the hospital and back to the hotel. He wasn't sure how they pulled this over on him, but they were damn good. . . Sesshomaru hopped up onto the balcony and sniffed around. Finding nothing but what was a painful reminder of Tsukiko's injury, he hopped up onto the roof and sniffed around. Nothing. Sighing, he straightened up and closed his eyes as the wind blew. Seconds later, his eyes snapped open and his head whirled around. Somehow, they managed to have a little slip up in their plan, and he caught a scent of her.

Hopping back down onto the balcony, he sniffed around, and his gaze fell to the balcony. What he saw was more than his youkai mind could take. Claw marks were on the railing, and he could tell they weren;t Tsukiko's. Either she almost fell, or she used it as a means to escape. Growling softly, he memorized the scent, and hopped onto the next roof. Sesshomaru understood what their plan was now. The whole thing was based solely on his level of comprehension. They set the whole thing up; by the time Sesshomaru was supposed to realize that he was missing something vitally important, they would be long gone.

But what they weren't expecting was that his anger, and his youkai's rage caused him to catch onto things more quickly. His anger made his senses grow more keen and sharp, and his intelligence took a huge turn for that of a brilliant when his mate was in danger. Whether he was more infuriated that they dare hurt his beloved wife, or that they took him for an ignorant fool, he realized that he was running across the city in a blinding speed, hot on the trail. Thinking it best, though relenting at the thought of it, he reached into his back pocket and took out his cell phone.

Dialing his half brother's number, he awaited for the welcoming voice of the stubborn hanyou.

"Yeah?"

They've hit my last nerve InuYasha." Sesshomaru growled. "This means war." InuYasha was quiet for a moment.

"What happened? Who?" Sesshomaru growled again."

"The Ayamura clan, who else. Moon's in the hospital, they stabbed her in her stomach. My. . ." Sesshomaru swallowed hard. "My pup is gone." InuYasha stilfed a gasp.

"Where are they heading next? Do you know? Should I leave the house with everyone with me, go back to our house?"

"No. Everything is alright. It seems that this is a warning. They could have easily killed her if they wanted to, though she put up a hell of a fight." InuYasha sighed.

"Alright. I don't want to distract you. Let me know if you have-" InuYasha didn't get a chance to finish, as Sesshomaru stopped abruptly and gripped the phone in his hand to tight it crumpled into little pieces. Glaring with eyes narrowed at the female youkai in front of him, she purred tauntingly before batting her eyes. She had on a pair of low cut jeans, and a white tank top that barely covered her stomach. Her chest was entirely too big for the shirt, and it bounced whenever she moved, daring Sesshomaru's gaze to falter. Sesshomaru's eyes ran over her, stayed for a moment as he looked at the red collar around her neck that fitted her like a choker. He could feel the aura of the strong generational spell that held something dark.

Sesshomaru sniffed the air softly. He could still smell the lingering scent of his beloved mate's blood, as well as her own. Sesshomaru's youkai blood demanded that he set his fangs into her soft neck, tearing the jungular, taste the blood that smelled so sweet and fresh. But Sesshomaru shook away the thoughts.

"This Sesshomaru does not fall prey to your feeble attempts of seduction." The neko looked a little disappointed as she pouted slightly and wagged her tail. Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes and glared harder. She

"Oh, does the old dog want new tricks?" Sesshomaru made no sound as he lounged at the neko with his full speed, but surprisingly, she dodged, and jumped on top of the next building neatly, making a show of bowing and purring. "Oh, too slow? Maybe you haven't been excersizing much." Sesshomaru was enraged. How dare she mock him, the son of the Great Tai Youkai? He had never been treated in such a way by a female of the lesser rank of youkai, and he wanted to never be treated that way once more.

He lunged at her repeatedly, swiping at her over and over with his claws to no avail. She smiled with every dodge, and openly mocked him at every chance that she had. Once, he caught the tip of her shoulder, and she hissed in rage as she drew her hand back to strike him, but a presence stopped her. Another neko, tall and slender, with a look of stern authority and a deep scar across her cheek growled softly. She glowered at them on a taller builing just above them. Her yellow eyes were colder, fiercer than that of what he had ever seen, but he stubbornly refused to back down to a skimpy feline, nonetheless a female feline.

She growled again, louder this time, and straightened her back in a manner that demanded that all under her piercing gaze gave her immediate respect. Sesshomaru could tell that she had been immensely trained with a much more extreme skill of that of her sister that he was fighting. She was older, and her long red hair was much longer. "Eriko. . .I didn't send you here to kill him, or Moon. Where is she?" Eriko scoffed and twitched her ears.

"She's probably dead by now." She said as she cut her eyes at Sesshomaru, who was now baring his fangs at her. "She put up quite a fight, but she'll think twice before she'll do that again." The older neko cleared her throat, and Eriko turned to look at her. Sesshomaru's expression changed to that of surprise for a split second; going across her back was four claw marks, red and still bleeding. Moon must've done that….He thought with an inward grimace.

"You weren't supposed to kill her." The older neko stated simply, but Sesshomaru knew that voice. It was a voice of authority. A voice of demanding that only he was known for using. His amber eyes ran up and down the older neko. Her stance . . . it was something that he'd seen before, but inside, his heart begged that he did not jog his memories. Sesshomaru's temper flared. Just simply being in her presence he felt like she was challenging his authority. After staring down Eriko, her cold gaze fell to the tai youkai. He stood, back straight, eyes narrowed, teeth bared, and claws ready to attack at the slightest movement, the perfect challenge for her. "Let's go." Eriko pouted as she purred again.

"But Aniko….I wanted to teach the old doggie some new fatal tricks." She said with a smirk. Aniko rolled her eyes as she turned her back to them.

"No. I said let's go." She turned slightly so that her gaze met Sesshomaru. Then, her and Eriko hopped away. Words didn't have to be spoken. That stare . . . he was told that he would have to face that all his life. It was a challenge as his role of Tai –youkai.

He was to fight to the death.


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Kagome shuddered as she looked at Hanako laying on the bed. He was seeing Kanna? But now, she had to be dead for 500 years. She was looking at the little girl that she'd grown to love, who held the scent of Sesshomaru and Tsukiko, but the way his face paled, and he forgot to breathe, she knew that he had to be seeing what he was saying. "Kohaku?"

Kagome reached over and lightly tugged on his sleeve. "Kohaku, she's been dead for 500 years. It's Hanako. Hanako No Taisho." Kohaku continued to stare at the dull eyes looking at him. He felt a familiar presence nearing, but said nothing as he shook his head and looked again, sighing as the color returned to his face. He turned away and his cheeks exploded with embarrassment as he focused his gaze on the floor.

"She'll be alright." He said simply. Kagome smiled and let go of his sleeve.

"Great. I think that we should leave her to sleep. Maybe then she'll grow better quicker." Kohaku nodded and followed Kagome out the room. Something wasn't right. He knew he felt someone coming, so why wasn't anyone there? He told Kagome that he would meet her in the living room, and started towards the room that the girls were in. While he was walking past, he caught a glimpse of brown hair, but he kept walking.

Taking a couple of steps back, he found Rin in the bathroom, apparently trying to clean her face after she had been crying. Kohaku went to her side and whirled her around, kissing her on the forehead before he stared into her face. Eyes demanding what was wrong, he wouldn't let go of his death grip.

Rin whimpered and tried to pull away from him. He didn't have the right to touch her. She knew that it was too good to be true. She had a feeling that the sadness he was feeling, it was not from leaving his home, it was from leaving someone that was in his home. She never knew that he would fall for a youkai, one that was in control of destroying him, but it seems he did, and didn't think that she didn't see his reaction when Hanako turned into Kanna for a split second.

Somehow he must have sensed her discomfort, because he immediately let her go. But instead, she turned and stomped out of the bathroom, and ran smack into Kagome. Telling her to be careful, Kagome steady the young child and kept walking.

She wanted to get away from that enticing scent of InuYasha. Even though it was a week ago, her heart had been screaming at her to go and see her. She understood it was his fault, but her hanyou blood told her not to do it, that it was too much of a risk that he would lost control again. But she knew InuYasha better than that. He would never hurt her, and she knew that it wasn't him per se that night, but another part of him that suddenly became stronger that instant.

Kagome had sensed a flare of dark energies right when he lost control, and that's why she couldn't hate him. Her human blood wanted to. Her hanyou blood demanded her to. But her youkai blood absolutely forbad her to do it. She knew that she had to do something to tell InuYasha that it was alright . . . that she understood that it wasn't his fault, and if all goes well, ask him to come home. But she couldn't look at him.

It had been too long. Even though she knew it wasn't him, she was still terrified. She never admitted it, but she was scared to death whenever he glared at her like that. It made her bones chatter, her blood freeze, and her heart falter. The side of him that drove him crazy with the inhuman necessities to survive, he was cursed to fight the growing hunger for fresh blood for the rest of his life, but blessed by the power that savage blood gave to him.

He was everything she needed, wanted, and feared at the same time. Three different parts made up all of him, that's what made him different from all else.What set him aside from the world, and now, she was there to share the curse with him.

Human blood demanding that he remain sane. Though it was quite. It was the voice of reason that she needed. Always there when there had to be quick thinking, when brains overcame strength, he was her sense of want that she knew would always be in her heart.

Youkai blood demanding everything he wants, the will to survive, as well as the call to kill. Willing to destroy anything and anything to fulfill his purpose, that was her sense of wanting. To know that the fierceness in his gaze sometimes reflected hid inner turmoil, she didn't think her poor little heart can take any more flutters.

She found herself in the backyard, and she ignored her senses as she walked aimlessly. She smiled slightly as a thought came to her mind. The hanyou.

The hanyou. Half the brains…half the strength…he was what she desired. The sense of protection….the knowledge that he would always be there. And that made her heart melt. Three different people who were able to protect her in his own little way. The feeling that she belonged where she was, that her life was going to be different, she felt a familiar presence behind her.

"K'Gome." She turned on her heel and stared into those honey amber eyes that made her knees turned to mush. Staring at each other for a brief moment, the wind blew and made their silver hair drape over each other. Kagome shivered slightly. InuYasha reached for her, and quickly drew his hand back and pushed it behind him. Shifting his gaze, he opened his mouth to say something. "How are you."

If she was going to answer him, he would never know. She only stared into his eyes, being lost in them, pleas that he would never understand trying to tumble off her lips, but lost in her head. Instead, pushing up onto her toes, she softly captured his lips in a quick kiss meant to prolong her survival without him. Instead, he pulled her close, and raked his fangs over her lips softly, making her shudder. Hands pressed close to his chest, she smiled in the kiss as their tongues warred, seeking possession of the other.

Heat surging from one body to the other, the atmosphere was no longer a concern as everything seemed to fade away. Caught in between lust and absolute desire…they were nervous at first, then more daring as Kagome growled softly. InuYasha returned the gesture, feeling her shudder once more as he began sucking on her bottom lip. Sighing as she pulled back, she laid her head on his shoulder as he ran his fingers through her hair.

"InuYasha…"

"Hmm?" He said. She pulled her head back and looked at him, tears welling up in her eyes that made the shattered pieces of his heart break into a million more. Wanting to get away, protect her from himself and the hurt he would cause her, even though he knew she could feel what he was thinking, it hurt her more than anything to see the inner conflict in his gaze.

Scared that he would lost control again and ultimately lose the permission to embrace the young miko like he was doing now, he tried to step back, but she held on to him fastly, and she bit her lip as tears began falling. He knew she would cry. He knew what she was going to ask him. But he knew that it would kill her when he gave his reply. He just couldn't risk it. It was already more than he could take just being in the same bed with her, but with that smell and the noises she was making….

She stared at him as he wiped away her tears with his thumb. So incomplete, yet so pure, gentle, yet so rough and stern, he was something that could never be described. What he did to her was something beyond this world, that Kami knew would be the ultimate pair. Out of this world, his blazing eyes held a story so sincere inside, so heartbreaken and yet so romantic that it made her want to start crying all over again. Gaze falling to her lips, she tried to reach up and kiss him again, but he stepped back and shook his head.

"Kagome?"

"I need you. I need you to come home." InuYasha swallowed hard and stepped back, far away from her. He needed to get away from her. Her pleading stare, her scent, he didn't want to do this, but he had to.

"Kagome…I can't come home. Now go back inside." Opening her mouth to retort, she bit her lip bloody, snapped her jaws closed loudly, turned on her heel, and stomped away. Sighing, InuYasha hopped back into the tree. Feeling sleep over come him suddenly, and he found himself submitting to it's will.

Why did you not go?

Because I can't.

You don't trust youself?

Nope.

Since when did this happen?

All my damn life. Who the hell are you? The voice chuckled. InuYasha demanded that they revealed who they were once again, to no avail. The tension in the air was thick. He could feel himself sitting in the tree. He could still hear everything around him, but he was sleep. Pulling into a trance by s force that he wasn't able to comprehend, he had no choice but to submit.

InuYasha….this is a battle that will test all of you. You must choose different times to use the three different skills that enable you to survive, and use them quickly. A great battle will surface, and I am afraid whether or not you like it, your going to have to sacrifice something that you hold dear to you.

InuYasha panicked. Was Kagome going to die? Why did she have to die? He just wanted to live a happy life with her in his era. Why was it so hard just to live? He never asked for all this, but look; here it is.

Why? I just want to live with Kagome.

You and Kagome are separated. You have completed your 'purpose'.

What's that supposed to mean?

Sacrifices are hard to make. But when it is for a one that you love more than anything, it can kill you. But you, you are already dead. Not physically, but your mind still wanders with the land of the living. What binds you to this world of darkness?

The light. The light and the hope of the world.

A light? And just what is this hope?

Higurashi Kagome. The strongest miko alive, and my mate.


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A/N

:Whew: This was a hard chapter. I couldn't think of anything. Sorry if it is a little rushed. I never understood how hard it was to write a story for every one else to enjoy with a tight schedule like mines. I have to finish up a science project, and finish getting my hair done, so most likely, I won't update a new chapter until Wednesday. Also, instead, for this story, you probably won't recieve a update for this one Wednesday, that's if I come up with an idea for my other fanfiction that I am writing with all the characters of this story. I'm going to start on it tomorrow in class; we're not doing anything important anyway.