Does anyone know of a way in which you can delete reviews? I mean, if leaving the anonymous review option is going to leave me open to an ignoramus who doesn't have the sense to stop reading what they don't like, I'm going to take it off. I am thinking this very rationally by the way. Surprising how well I'm portraying Sesshoumaru in that I am keeping all emotion locked away when I find out my parents are doting on my little brother more than me (I think it should be equal & I know it's not his fault), my friends are going thru hell, and my teacher is being an insufferable jerk. I'll put the story in the next chapter, if you want to hear it. Tell me if you do.

Btw, I'm doing a little thing. If I get one review before my bedtime, 9:00,I'll post another chapter today because I'm getting ahead. Okay? And don't worry, like I said, Sesshy isn't going to be miserable forever.

Congratulations to me, I now have an idiot flamer. No offense, but you are an idiot if you can't tell someone their story sucks with a user name...

Kagome sobbed wretchedly over Sesshoumaru. His life was fading slowly; she could see it in his eyes. For the most part, there had been a fiery gleam in them, the flames of life raging inside. But she had seen them an hour before and it scared her.

Now, his eyes were flickering, the flame fading in and out in irregular intervals.

"Kagome…Inuyasha…I am afraid…" he said softly, having woken up at last. "I am afraid…I do not know what will happen…"

"Feh. I thought you don't fear death," Inuyasha said, caressing his brother's tail softly.
"I do not. I fear what will happen. I know that if I die, I will not care. I have lived an ample amount of time. It is the fact that…that I know not whether I shall die or not…"
He paused for breath, something he was now becoming short of.

"I am indecisive…and it frightens me. It is all that will ever make me feel a twinge of fear…for myself…"

The demon took a deep breath, attempting to sate his lungs' hunger for air. Kagome noted the flicker in his eyes.

"Sesshoumaru, I won't let you die here. You'll be okay, right? Isn't your demon blood healing you?"

"Hai. But…I must confess…this is a wound…an internal wound…that my blood is having problems healing…" he managed to say.

It's getting harder to breathe…to talk…he thought dully.

"…I am not healing well…"

Suddenly, a small snowflake fell onto his nose.

"Hn…?"

It melted there and ran down to his mouth, but his lips did not respond that time.

"It's…snowing…" he whispered. "My…mother…she weeps…"

"What are you talkin' about?" Inuyasha asked.

"Chichi-ue…often told me…that when it snowed at a time of sadness, it could be said that my mother…was shedding her tears for us…

"He really loved her you know," Sesshoumaru finished. "He was devastated when she died…just like me…but I did not recover as quickly as he did…I still wanted her…she was my mother…"

He opened his mouth and let a snowflake land on his tongue.

"It must be sea water…" he whispered. "It's salty…"

Those are really his mother's tears…Kagome said. She's crying for her son…

"It's ever so hot…"

Inuyasha reached to feel his brother's forehead.

"You've got a fever."

"Do I?" Sesshoumaru said blandly. "I can hardly sense it…"

He tried to move, but it was useless. His body would not respond to anything other than pain.

"Kagome, I think I'm gonna try to get to Sesshoumaru's shiro. Is that okay? Can you all hold out?"

"Sure, Inuyasha," Kagome said huskily. "I think we'll do okay for a day, if that's what you mean…"

"Do…you remember the way?" Sesshoumaru asked, trying to push himself up.

"Yeah, I know the way. Just wait for me. I'm gonna get Ayumi."

"A-Ayumi can no longer help me…"

"It wouldn't hurt for her to come, though. See you soon. Don't go dyin' on me!"

As soon as Inuyasha was out of sight, Sesshoumaru once again tried to push himself into a sitting position.

"Sesshoumaru, no. You'll make your wound worse," Kagome said dully.

"I will be fine!" he hissed, teeth gritted against the pain as he accomplished his desired position.

As he straightened, an enormous gush of blood poured out of his wound, as a waterfall would force water from its steep incline. His entire body began to tremor convulsively until the flow stemmed itself. His breath came raggedly and he clutched his aching stomach as painlessly as he could.

"This really is my fault, and I don't deserve to be forgiven," Kagome sobbed.

"It is not your fault. It…was…a misunderstanding…" Sesshoumaru managed before he was sent into a fit of coughs and more blood splattered on the now snowy ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry…" she cried.

"Come now. Is this the same headstrong woman who had the gall to shoot three arrows at me? No. Stop your tears, Kagome. Be strong…"

He wrapped his tail around her body (A.N.: —Yes, I'm still considering it a tail. That's the presumption I like best and I'm sticking to it until Takahashi-sama really tells the world what she wants the thing to be!), giving her his warmth.

I do not have long to be in this world anyway…he thought bitterly. I still had more to do, but I acknowledge my death and shall take it like a man…

Kagome snuggled into Sesshoumaru's side. Despite his pain, he wrapped an arm around her.

"Shh, Kagome. This is all a dream, nothing more. You shall wake up and nothing will be amiss…"

"Thank you, Sesshoumaru…"

She soon fell asleep leaning into him.

This will not do, he thought. Something like this seems awfully distasteful…

So saying, he forced his tired body to rise and dug a very deep hole in the snow. The work tired him profoundly, but it gave Kagome a good place to sleep. He lined the deep trench with his tail and placed Kagome's sleeping form inside before covering her up, save for a hole through which she could take in air.

"And now you shall be warm. The snow that will freeze me shall keep you warm…" Sesshoumaru said warmly, adjusting himself so that he could sleep sort of comfortably with his tail in a hole.

And he cuddled into a ball and let the snow land on him.

Inuyasha wrapped his arms around his body as the snowstorm built.

"Heh. If these are his mother's tears, then why does she want to kill him?" Inuyasha thought to himself. "He'll freeze in this snow…"

The way to Sesshoumaru's shiro wasn't hard to remember. Inuyasha himself had lived in the building for a period of time. That's how he knew where it was. Back then, it hadn't been considered Sesshoumaru's shiro.

It had been considered his father's shiro.

Oh, man, I hope Kagome's warm. I'm freezing my ass off, Inuyasha thought as he snuggled into his arms even more. His ears quivered.

Soon enough, the extravagant castle he knew his brother hardly visited came into sight. It was a large building, but it was only the most extravagant building by a very small margin when compared to others. It was the branches of the shiro that were so magnificent; an enormous training area that could house a very large Inu Youkai, even if not the Inu no Taisho himself on the left and breathtaking gardens and orchards surrounding the area.

Inuyasha took a deep breath and stepped into the shiro, totally aware of the dangers of entering this area…

R&R, pretty please!