Another story by me. Again, review and tell me how to change it.
Disclaimer: No Inu-Yasha is not mine(dang).
Inu-Yasha?
The demon walked away leaving Inu-Yasha lying in a crimson-colored puddle.
"Inu-Yasha?" I whispered, as, if I spoke to loud, the demon would come back and kill us all. He continued to lie motionless. In my head, I knew, even if my heart rejected.
"Inu-Yasha! Inu-Yasha, get up!" I yelled at him. The tears building up in my eyes began to blur my vision. I wiped them away. Not wanting to miss him get up. He had to get up.
Finally, my legs responded, and I began to walk towards him. My body felt numb, and I was deaf to the whole world. I didn't hear my friends sobbing uncontrollably. I didn't hear them yell to Inu-Yasha that they were sorry they failed to protect him. I didn't see them either. I saw nothing. Not the ground, not the sky, nothing. Nothing but Inu-Yasha lying there.
It seemed like an eternity until I finally managed to get to him. His eyes were closed. His silver hair started to turn red from the blood that he laid in. His own blood. 'See?' my mind sneered at me. 'There's no way that anyone can lose that much blood and live.' I shook my head and that dislodged the tears that again started to build up. 'But he's not just anyone. He's Inu-Yasha! He's my Inu-Yasha!' I retorted as I fell to my knees at his head. The tears now falling fast. 'See? You know it's true. You're even crying.' My mind taunted. "NO! HE'S NOT DEAD! INU-YASHA, DAMMIT, OPEN YOUR EYES NOW!" I yelled, not even realizing that I did. I tightly closed my eyes. "INU-YASHA! I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!" I continued to sob.
I slowly opened my eyes and looked down at Inu-Yasha. He never moved. And his eyes were still close. My eyes traced down to the fresh hole in his chest. Blood continued to fall from it. Making the puddle that I sat in, bigger. I didn't care that I sat in his blood. I didn't care that it stained my skirt. I told him once that I could never be disgusted by his blood. And I wasn't! I bent over to lay my head on his chest. There was no rise and fall. There was no breath on my skin. I grabbed his hand. Hoping to feel the warmth of his skin. But, all I felt was coldness.
I sat up, and the tears fell harder. 'See? He's dead. And no matter what, you aren't going to change that fact.' My mind laughed as the voice faded. "He's gone." I whispered. Hoping, with all my body and soul, that this was just a dream. That I'll wake up and see him watching me from his resting spot in a tree. But, nothing happened.
A sudden crack of a twig brought me back to reality. I looked up to see Kikyo looking down at me and Inu-Yasha. "Do not worry for him. I'll go with him and help him make it to hell. I'll stay with him until you join us." She said in her emotionless voice. "Thank-you." The words fell from my mouth before I could stop them. I don't know. This comforted me more than anything anyone else could say. I bent over and kissed Inu-Yasha's cold, lifeless lips. The kiss lasted no longer than a moment.
I looked back at Kikyo as she turned and started to raise her hands to the sky. "Wait!" I called. Kikyo turned and looked at me. A look of shock crossed her face. "Thank-you, Kikyo. Please tell Inu-Yasha I said good-bye, and…that…I love him."A smile crossed Kikyo's face. She nodded and started to pray to the gods to take her back to the world where she belongs. I took one last look at the one man I loved. With everything I was, I loved him. But I never got the chance to tell him. And now, I couldn't tell him myself.
The tears fell as I joined my friends in mourning. With his head on my lap, I remembered everything. All my memories of him, I wrote down in my journal and soon, everyone knew who Inu-Yasha was. Everyone knew that he's not just a haft-breed. He was a lost soul looking for acceptance. And I waited for the day that I would return to him.