Hope
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"No," he said hoarsely, "Kagome would want me to live. And I imagine Rin would..."
"She probably would."
"We'll see them again."
"When we die?" Sesshoumaru laughed, a short laugh, and bitter. "We'll be in hell. We'll never see them again. Maybe if we are reincarnated," he mused.
"It's not the same," Inuyasha cut him off, "It's not the same at all. The soul is just the life-force, it's not...There will never be another Kagome or Rin alive..." And then Inuyasha's head snapped up. "Not for four or five hundred years..." he breathed.
"What?" said Sesshoumaru shortly, "Explain yourself."
"Kagome came from the future, didn't you know?"
Sesshoumaru was silent for several moments. Then he spoke, "Idiot. You all insisted she came from another world. Not another time. Besides, she died here. That would mean she left the future and came here, so her life will not go on in the future."
Inuyasha shook his head.
"But I have to have hope," he said, "If Kagome still exists somewhere, I have to believe I can find her."
"Hope," bit out Sesshoumaru, "Hope. How human of you."