(AN: This is the first fanfic I have ever written so be nice... please)
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or the any of the other characters blah blah blah I think you get the point
All she could feel was pain it consumed her, numbing her senses, making her unaware of everything around her,including the strong demonic aura around her. Normally she would have easily sensed it if not from the state she was in.
She drifted in and out of consciousness as she had been doing for the last hour or so. Barely holding on to life, she couldn't move.
A moan of pain escaped her lips into the darkness of the room she was in. The room was cold but she was sweating, her skin felt like fire.
She could hear a voice in this darkness she was in and could tell it belonged to a male but she couldn't place it. Slowly opening her eyes, she carefully turned her head a bit to the side to get a better look of the room but she couldn't see much because it was so dark, and what she could see was too blurry to make out. The pain kept her mind clouded. She could hear the voice a little more clearly now but it still confused her. "You are dying." she heard him say but the words seemed beyond comprehension to her and before she could contemplate the meaning he went on.
"But you have a choice." Those words confused her even more
"I don't understand." she said in barely more than a whisper. It took her a minute to realize it was her voice that had said that, she couldn't even recognize her own voice.
"You have a choice between life and death." she could clearly hear the amusement when he said this. Normally she would have thought about it, and questioned the ultimatum given to her but at this moment she was having trouble thinking past the pain.
"I choose to live." were the only words that past her lips before she once again lost consciousness.
A sadistic smile crept across his face as he knelt down beside the unconscious girl that lay before him. He had so many plans for her now. The day before when he had gone to pay the halfbreed Inuyasha and his friends a little visit, he would have never guessed this would be how it played out, it was turning out better than he would have ever imagined.
He pushed a silky strand of raven coloured hair of of her face. Her pale creamy white skin was dotted with beads of sweat and she had many wounds that were bleeding profusely but even in this condition she still looked... desirable.
In his hand, he now held a piece of pulsating flesh similar to the ones he used to create his incarnations. It was his own flesh and with this he could control her, use her.
He watched as his own flesh was absorbed into the teenage girl's body. He leaned down mere inches from from her face "You belong to me now my little miko." he whispered into her ear. 'We will see how she feels about being bound to me when she awakens.' he thought to himself.
It didn't take long for things to take effect. Within minutes she was already healing and the colour was beginning to return to her face.
"Kanna." he spoke to seemingly no one. Then from the shadows, entered an albino girl, Kanna of the void. "Yes, Lord Naraku?" asked the girl in her usual monotone voice. "Show me the halfbreed." Naraku ordered, he didn't need to say more than that. Kanna knew exactly what he meant.
At that moment a silver-haired hanyou appeared in the soul-stealing mirror that she carried.
He couldn't believe it, he had promised to protect her but now she was gone. "Kagome, I'm sorry." he whispered to the darkness of the night. He still couldn't understand how it had happened, how could his Kagome be dead. Once again he had failed to protect the the one he cared about, the one he loved.
Yes, he loved Kagome, he had never been completely sure of his feelings for her but now that she she had left the world of the living, he was was never more sure of anything in his life, but it was too late, his time with Kagome was over.
'I guess that goes to show that the saying you don't know what you have until it is gone, is true' he thought miserably.
He knew that it was his fault which only made it harder.
He would never forget the look in Shippou eyes after he delivered the Wind Scar, he remembered his confusion when he saw Shippou's expression, he looked absolutely destroyed. He remembered wondering where Kagome had gotten to when he saw she was no longer where she had been just moments ago.
He gad sniffed the air hoping to pin point her location. That's when he knew.
He could smell blood, Kagome's blood, coming from where his Wind Scar had just hit, where Naraku had just been.
The bastard had used Kagome as a shield and had managed to escape.
Everyone blamed him and he knew it although Shippou was the only one who had come out and said it, right before he had stopped talking to the hanyou. The others just seemed to pussy foot their way around him, he knew they would never outright say it but the way they turned away whenever he looked at them and the way they stopped talking whenever he was in hearing distance was just as bad.
Now they seemed to avoid him as much as possible which was easier now that they had taken a break from collecting the jewel shards. As much as Inuyasha hated the treatment he was receiving from his companions, he knew he deserved much worse, it was his Wind Scar that had killed her, disintegrating her body leaving only a few traces of her blood behind.
Replaying it over and over in his mind, he couldn't understand why he hadn't seen Naraku shot one of his tentacles at Kagome grabbing her and pulling her in front of him.
How could he have been oblivious to the fact that she had been in the hands of the enemy when he was supposed to protect her.
Ever since they had returned to Kaede's village he had spent most of his time in the god tree and staring at the well, from the moment he saw it upon returning to the village he knew he would have to go through without her and break the news to her family, they deserved that much, but of coarse that was only if the well was still working.
'Could it still work now that she is dead?' Inuyasha wondered. He had to try, Kagome would have wanted him to but a part of him hoped it wouldn't work he didn't want to face her family or the memories but the other part of him just wanted to sit in her room and lay among so he could smell her wonderful scent again.
He couldn't imagine what he could possibly tell her family, how do you tell someone that their daughter, their granddaughter,their sister is dead?
He hated the word 'dead' it sounded so final, but of coarse it was.
He had thought about trying to get her resurrected as Kikyo had been but he saw how depressed Kikyo was she knew she didn't belong in this world and because of that she resented the living and he didn't want that for Kagome. Kikyo was now only a shadow of the woman she once was.
Kikyo... Inuyasha's first love, he would always love her but she was dead, she had died fifty years ago and no amount of promises or hoping would ever her back and going to hell with her would not bring them together.
He loved Kikyo but he loved Kagome too just as much if not more.
But going to hell with Kikyo was seeming like a better and better idea with every minute that pressed on but then again, Kagome had to live and would want him to keep living even now, without her.
He didn't know what to do, go to hell with Kikyo and escape a life without Kagome or try to live in her honour.
Just more decisions he didn't want to make.
(AN: This is kind of a short chapter, I expect to make future chapters longer but it is hard because I seriously have the attention span of a goldfish sometimes I think I have a mild form ADD or something so ya please review and tell me if this story is worth continuing or not bye for now )