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KIAAA…6 reviews… I love you guys! Hurray! From now on, I add a suffix of –sama to your names… (or –chan if that suits you better. You can be either a god or my friend. Haha). I bow down to you all and give you a sacrifice… another chapter…

Chapter 4: An Everything

Inuyasha… never had there been such a strong picture of shock, pain, and unimaginable anger reflected in the eyes of any mortal being. They appeared to be the gateway into his own personal hell. The others could hear his teeth loudly grind together in the tightest clench possible, and his nose and cheeks were twisted into a mad dog's snarl. In their minds, they could feel his claws ripping through rock as if it were paper. His neck turned red as blood surged through, and the veins stood out on the edge, yearning to burst just so that they could be rid of the pain. His bottom lip trembled angrily, and soon his whole body began to tremble in the fury that consumed his every atom. Streams of blood immerged from his hand as sharp shards of wood stabbed through his skin when he had broken through the log with his own hand. From the eyes that led to his hell, there started to form angry tears. They held the essence of vengeful blood… a prophecy of what to come. He shut his eyes tightly, refusing to let them spill onto his cheeks, but knowing that it was inevitable now. Unspeakable pain shot through his body.

The entire room suddenly began to pulse, as if it was a heartbeat. The others gasped, and Shippou jumped off of Inuyasha's leg in fear. He ran behind the others, who held onto each other out of fear. This was never ever a good sign… it could only mean one thing. Inuyasha knew it to, and his hand instinctively went to the Tetsusaiga, and clenched it tightly. Amidst the turmoil, it shook violently, screaming at him to regain control. But the pulsing continued, and the room became unnaturally cold and evil. A growl formed deep within the hanyou's chest, playing upon his vocal folds as gently as a harp, but bringing forth less beautiful sounds to the ears of his comrades. Miroku and Sango cowered back, knowing what was to come, but not wanting to believe it. Sango cried, "No! It can't be! Tetsusaiga… it's not controlling his anger! It's not… it's not stopping him!"

They got to their feet quickly and stepped away to the edge of the room. Inuyasha's lips finally parted in a hiss to reveal large demon fangs that were clenched tight, and at the same time, purple markings appeared on the hanyou's face as a sign of his father's heritage. The other's looked on, not knowing at all what to do to stop this. How could they possibly stop this? Inuyasha took in a shaky breath, and when his voice came in, it was deeper than before and sounded like it came straight from hell's deepest anguish, but still it came in almost a whisper… barely voiced, but not voiceless, "No…"

His eyes flashed open to reveal shining red corneas with bright blue irises that practically set the whole room ablaze in the rage that overflowed from him. Without another moment's hesitation, he unsheathed his sword and swung for his friends as he finally cried out. The sharp edge of the blade just barely missed their humans' heads as they ducked out of its path. He then jumped upward through the roof and outside, leaping for something, anything to take his rage out on, whether it be object, beast, or man. He made contact with the trees right next to Kaede's hut and vicious began cutting them down with his sword and his claws. He yelled out in anger, not caring who heard him or who got in the way of his terrific power. He sped through the forest, taking down anything in his path, beating every tree and bush and hill down and down and down.

Thunder clapped again, and Inuyasha finally let out a scream of agony, finally letting his many tears immerge from his bright red eyes onto his cheeks. His voice was wicked and caked with a deathly tone, "NARAKU! I SWEAR… I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU! DO YOU HEAR ME! I WILL BEAT YOU DOWN, I WILL TORTURE YOU THE MOST PAINFUL WAY I CAN FIND, I WILL DESTROY EVERYTHING THAT YOU EVER CARED FOR! DO YOU HEAR ME, NARAKU! YOU WILL FUCKING DIE!"

The screaming of Tetsusaiga ringed in his ears, and the sword began to heat up as a warning that he could not go any farther with this. But Inuyasha didn't listen to its sound or the pain of his burning hands. The pain of his heart outdid such things. "SHUT THE FUCK UP," He screamed at Tetsusaiga, the sword he had always had faith in.

He swung it hard at a boulder, and repeatedly smashed the blade against it, wanting for it to break. He continued to scream at it in fearful verbal punishment, "You are worthless! You can't do anything right! You failed my father! You failed in defeating Naraku! You failed me! YOU FAILED KAGOME!"

An anguished cry escaped his lips and he fell to his knees in exhaustion. His muscles loosened for the time being as he let his weakness take hold of him. He kneeled over and pressed his forehead hard into the ground, and let the wet soil seep into the skin of his fingers. The feeling of the earth, the reality that had betrayed him still lay solid and unmoved beneath his fingers, despite the injustice that had been committed on its virgin soul. It should have been trembling and sobbing for the innocence that had been cruelly snatched away from the last person in his mind who deserved it. The hanyou whispered angrily, "Kagome…"

He raised his head up again and shut his eyes tightly, letting the rage fade away from him and sadness take its place. He reopened them, and they had returned to their normal color. His fangs disappeared and his nails grew short again, but the purple markings were still there as proof that the demon inside was still lurking close by. He became racked with sobs as feelings of guilt consumed him, "No… it was me! No… I failed Kagome!"

"KAGOME!" He yelled towards the heavens, the shaking sound echoing throughout the mountains and plains, and for a moment, the earth did shake beneath him.

Sango sat in tears on the floor of the hut in the arms of Miroku, who for the first time wasn't trying to cop a feel. He too had tears in his eyes. Shippou, who didn't understand what they were talking about, was still overwhelmed by the overflowing of tears and Inuyasha's behavior. He too, started to sob. He joined the monk and exterminator, and wrapped his arms around the waist of the girl. He just wanted to know why everyone was crying… why Inuyasha had transformed… but he was the child, and so he was cruelly left out of such things.

They heard slowly approaching footsteps, and assumed it must have been Inuyasha returning. They tensed up for a moment, thinking that the transformed hanyou was back to kill them all. However, when he entered, his demon features were gone. His eyes… they were glazed over and nearly lifeless, except for one ember of anger that continued to flicker in his pupils. The rest of his face bore not emotion, but his flushed red cheeks told them all they needed to know.

Without a word or a glance, Inuyasha retreated to Kagome's room. Seeing her sleeping form made new tears start to form, and a shaking sigh escaped his lungs, exhaling every ounce of strength possible. He uneasily took steps towards her bedside and sat down next to her, as if his very presence dishonored her grace. His lips trembled as he lifted her carefully into his arms. She didn't wake even then, no doubt from exhaustion and emotional distress. He rested her face against his neck, and took in a bit of comfort from the feeling of her warm breath on his skin. He cradled her gently against him, utterly heartbroken, utterly helpless. He was just a nothing… holding a something… holding an everything. An everything that he had failed in the worst way possible. An everything that even his undying love couldn't seem to protect. An everything that was suffering as no one should ever have to suffer… and it was his fault… his fault…

He allowed himself to cry completely now, letting his fresh tears fall upon her face. He too eventually fell asleep with the exhaustion of his tears, and laid down beside her as he held her. Not since he was a child had he cried so much. To his delight, Kagome was not disturbed with haunting memories during her slumber, but he was, and he grasped her tighter to assure himself that he was only dreaming, but knew deep down that the nightmare was very real. Over and over again, he imagined her under the clutches of that monster, Naraku, and she was sobbing her heart out. Her hand was outreached towards him, but he did nothing. He would tell himself to move, but could not. He was too exhausted to feel rage now. The sadness was already proving to be too much for him to hold in, but it continued to pour into his every nook and cranny, drenching him in despair. What was worse was that he knew deep down that she was feeling far worse.

To be continued…

Oh lords of this fanfic, I pray for reviews, for I am hungry… I will feed you another sacrifice soon... (wow, I'm really weird, aren't I?) Lololololol! Maybe another one today if I get enough ;)