Chapter 5
Authors Note: I still don't own InuYasha…..sigh
Previously:
"Kagome?" Shippo looked up, crying.
"Yea, Shippo?"
"He's dead," his sobs soon became wails.
Chapter 5
"He can't be dead!" Kagome shouted, shaking her head violently.
"It's true," Shippo wailed.
"No!" Kagome cried, "I don't believe you!"
"I'm sorry, Kagome-chan, he couldn't be helped," Kaede-babaa said as she wiped the blood off her hands. Kagome reached to touch his forehead, then moved down to caress his cheek. He was so pale and cold.
"This isn't happening," Sango whispered as she buried her face in Miroku's chest. For once she really hoped that he wouldn't be his hentai self. Instead he hugged her and also started to tear up.
Kouga backed up until he hit a wall, 'He can't die on me! This was not supposed to happen like this. He was supposed to be happy with Kagome. And I let him die!' he sat on the floor while his conscience yelled at him. He quickly found an interesting spot on the floor to stare at, covering his eyes with his long black bangs.
"I'm so sorry, InuYasha! Please wake up! You need to wake up!" She picked him up and placed him on her lap, she knew he liked that. She held him close, listening for anything, a breath or a heartbeat, but she received nothing.
"I'm sorry, too, Kagome! I shouldn't have abandoned him!" Sango added as she went and sat down next to the schoolgirl.
Miroku went and sat next to Kouga, he touched his shoulder and gave it a small squeeze,
"How are you taking this?" he asked.
"As bad as everyone else," he replied.
"This is my entire fault!" Sango shouted out.
"No, this is Naraku's fault," Kouga corrected her as he walked out. Out to the stream, he splashed the cold water on his face, and stared at the fish for a while. He let the water drip off his face, down his neck, and onto his chest. His bangs stuck to his face, he wished he could stay like this a while longer, but he had to go back.
"What do we do now?" Kagome asked, still sniffling and stroking InuYasha's head.
"Hold a prayer service, and give him a proper burial. It's the least we could do," Miroku replied.
"You're right," Sango agreed as she stood up.
A Week Later
Dug up earth lay on a grassy hill, green grass atop it, trying to start anew. Beautiful white and purple flowers surrounded a simple grave marker that read "InuYasha". Next to it sat a bowl of dumplings, still steaming hot. Incense was lit on the other side.
"My brother is dead?"
Authors Note: Hope you liked it! Plz R&R, first fanfic, don't flame me, but criticism and comments are welcome. E-mail me at I'm so lonely! Oh, and the dumpling thing. It's my family tradition since I'm Chinese, we leave a bowl of dumplings next to their grave as an offering so that they can have something good tasting while they are in the next life.