A/N: Alright, here's chapter nineteen. So, on with the story. Be sure to check out my new story, The journal of InuYasha. I was bored, so I decided to write something else.

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha………or any other characters in this story………except for Kyo and Kiana…. so don't sue me……….because that would suck.

InuYasha stopped as his mind was ensnared in the mere echo of Kagome's voice. He was now seemingly oblivious to the rest of the world. The only sound he could process was the voice of his lost love. Why was she calling him? What was it about her vocals that enthralled him so? Only wishing to rid himself of the desire to answer these questions, he spoke to her.

"Kagome, I can hear you," he whispered, not caring that Miroku stood beside him. "What are you trying to say?" As he let these words out of his mouth, his own voice began to shake with anticipation. "Tell me what you want!" He sounded more urgent this time with more exigency delimiting his voice.

'The time draws closer.' Her tone was soft and earnest. 'Only you can stop it, InuYasha. All you have to do is remember me and my fate, my words and hers. Please?'

These thoughts began relentlessly resounding inside InuYasha's head. "What the hell are you talking about?' he shouted. "What is it that you want me to remember? I don't know what I'm trying to stop! If you would just tell me I could-"

"InuYasha!" Miroku had placed a hand on his shoulder, attempting to silence him. "Kagome's not here! She's been dead for a long time now! She is not here! No one is!" Miroku's eyes softened slightly. "I know it's hard, but you have to stop thinking about her all the time. As a friend, I'm asking you to move on."

InuYasha stood in silence for a long time, realizing that Kagome's voice had gone. "You're right, Miroku," he said finally. "But, how can I move on when she won't stop haunting me? Sometimes she'll talk to me, saying things I can't understand no matter how much I want to. I can't just get up and move on, when she won't let me. Everything she says keeps bothering me in the back of my head, after her voice subsides. I can't stop thinking about her, Miroku. I don't think I ever will. I always feel guilty because I know I let her down. It was my fault she died. I couldn't reach her in time." His lecture was barely above a whisper as he finished, painfully reminded of the day he lost her.

Miroku was unable to speak at first, not knowing what to say. He was able, however, to reach one conclusion. "It wasn't your fault," he assured InuYasha. "You shouldn't blame yourself. No one could've prevented it. If you must blame someone then blame Naraku." He added silently, "And Kikyo."

InuYasha stopped him. "No, it was all me. If hadn't left her alone that night, then she wouldn't have gotten kidnapped. Naraku even warned me beforehand, but I guess I had forgotten, or wasn't thinking about it at the time." He turned his gaze toward the ground. "We should get going," he said, changing the subject. "I don't want to lose Kyo too."

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Kyo was frozen in one spot. He couldn't seem to grasp the scene in front on him. "My legs feel like jelly," he complained to himself. "Ok, one foot, then the other." He slowly began following his own instructions, walking toward the house that lay ahead. It was huge compared to his little body; two stories high! It had sort of a pink hue to it that gave the place a soft, welcoming presence.

"Wow!" Kyo squealed, scanning the place, his black dog-ears swiveling madly as he listened to all the new sounds. He twirled around childishly, taking in his surroundings.

"Excuse me," a voice called from behind him.

Kyo turned to see a woman, definitely middle-aged, staring at him with milky brown eyes, her short, wavy brown hair giving her a motherly since.

"Can I help you?" she asked in a soothing tone. "You look lost." Her eyes averted to the two ears atop his head. She moved closer to him, getting a better look. "You look so much like-" She stopped herself, not wanting to frighten the child. "Why don't you come inside?" she suggested.

Kyo shook his head. "No thanks. My daddy told me not to go in strange houses, caves, or in the mouth of any demon. That last one's a stupid rule 'cause I already know that, but he keeps telling me anyway." He smiled innocently.

"What's your father's name?" the woman asked curiously, still staring at the child's unusual features.

"InuYasha!" Kyo shouted gleefully, leaping into the air as he said it. He bowed slightly. "And, my name's Kyo! What's yours?"

She grinned down at the little boy. "You may call me Grandma, or Mrs. Higurashi, which ever you prefer." She leaned down ruffling his ebony locks. "Say, Kyo? What's your mother's name?"

Such an innocent question brought a wave of pain to the child's eyes. "I don't have a mother anymore," Kyo admitted. "I never really did."

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Kiana repositioned herself again. She couldn't sit still. All she wanted to do was to go outside and maybe run around to try and release some of her extra energy. "Aunt Sango, can I please leave for a little bit?" she pleaded, staring through big amber eyes. "I promise I won't get into any trouble."

"Sorry Kiana," Sango said from the other side of the hut, absentmindedly stroking Kirara, her two-tailed cat. "I can't let you go outside, not until your father comes back."

Kiana groaned in annoyance. Nothing was going her way today.

A young fox demon entered the room, his light brown hair up in a high ponytail tied neatly with a blue bow. "What's going on here?" he asked, turning his head to Kiana. "What's wrong with you?"

Kiana glared. "Can it, Shippo! I'm depressed!"

Shippo rolled his eyes unsympathetically. Kiana had always been picking on him even though he was much older than she was. He guessed it was a habit she picked up from her father.

"Where's Kyo?" Shippo asked, glancing around the room.

"Uncle Miroku and Aunt Sango lost him," Kiana sneered in a heap in a corner, lightly drumming the floor with her fingertips. "Daddy and Uncle Miroku are out looking for him, but I'm stuck here missing all the action as usual."

'I wish there was an off button for this kid,' Shippo thought silently. 'That would be the best.' He shook his head. That was an unreachable dream. "How long ago did the two of them leave?" he asked, strutting over toward Sango.

"About two hours ago," she said.

Kiana watched the two grow deep in conversation while she quickly tiptoed out of the hut. She sighed with relief as fresh air met her face. "Finally," she whispered, hoping to evade getting caught. "I better get of here quick before those two blockheads notice I'm gone." Kiana scurried away from the clearing, entering the dense forest.

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Miroku and InuYasha arrived at the well in silence. They had not spoken since their earlier conversation due to the awkwardness that had befallen upon them.

"The well?" Miroku raised an eyebrow, eyeing his friend dubiously. "Do you really think Kyo would've fallen in here?"

"It's the only place we haven't looked and I plan to look everywhere possible, so don't get in my way!" InuYasha jumped down the well through the barrier of time. "Kyo!" he shouted as soon as his feet touched the bottom. He hurriedly bounded out of the well house staring at the familiar setting. He recalled coming here so many times to get Kagome, though he knew that she would not be there, it still felt like he was close to her. He shook the thought away, running to the house, making his way inside.

InuYasha's eyes soon met those of Kagome's mother and Kyo's, who had finally come to the conclusion that Mrs. Higurashi meant him no harm.

"Daddy!" Kyo screeched, running into his father's open arms. "I'm sorry," he said. "I know you told me not to go near the well, but it was glowing and I had to look. It was so shiny and I didn't think it would hurt me, and then I ran into this lady and she was really nice. I went into her house only 'cause I knew it was safe, honest! Don't be mad! I'll never do it again and-"

InuYasha shushed him. "Slow down, son, I don't want you to hurt yourself. I'm not mad, ok? You're not in any trouble, just don't run off like that again." He gave Kyo a reassuring smile and sent him out of the room, so he could have a one-on-one conversation with Kagome's mother.

"What happened to my daughter?" she immediately asked him, though fearing the answer. "Your son said that he didn't have a mother."

InuYasha sighed. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't save her this time."

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Kiana skipped around lush trees, doing cartwheels in the fields. She loved being outside. It made her feel free, like no one could order her around anymore. She closed her eyes, stumbling backwards a little, only to run into someone. She turned around to meet the face of a beautiful young girl, who looked about fifteen. She had long silver hair down to her hips and piercing golden eyes that seemed to invoke coldness. She wore a gorgeous white kimono that showed off her perfect figure.

"Who are you?" Kiana asked, already hating this girl.

"I have no time to speak with half-breeds," she said simply, pointing a clawed hand at Kiana. "I am Takara, the daughter of one of the most feared demons in the land, Lord Sesshoumaru."

A/N: I'm going to stop it there because I feel like it. I finally watched the third InuYasha movie, which is why I'm putting Sesshoumaru in this. Anyways tell me if you liked it! REVIEW!