Rain Fall 2

The rain continued to fall.

Inu-Yasha knelt on all fours trying to suppress his crushing feeling of losing Kagome. He couldn't shake the feeling that she needed him.

Inu-Yasha was beginning to wonder if it was raining in Kagome's time. If she had been caught in the storm. And if she was alright.

He continued to stare at the ground. His once beautiful mane was now matted and weighed down. Drenched strands crept over his broad, slouching shoulders. His wonderful coloration now made a ghostly sight in such a dark time.

Inu-Yasha was unsure where all the rain came from but he was glad it fell for it hid the tears.

He was covered in mud from when he fell but somehow that didn't matter besides the rain was cleansing his garments.

Inu-Yasha got up and wandered around lost.

Somehow he ended up at the well.

He placed his hand on the edge of the wood wall. He felt something. He had touched something …something sticky. Turning his hand over, Inu-Yasha noticed that it was red. Sniffing his hand led Inu-Yasha to the conclusion that it was his own blood from the day before when he had scraped off the scab by falling in the well. He didn't get it. How could his body be in such great shape when his soul was falling apart?

He could smell Kagome's fresh floral scent lingering in the musty old well. The rain had washed away most of her scent. Since her scent was linked so strongly to his memory, Inu-Yasha felt his heart sink and more tears escape his angelic eyes.

Inu-Yasha lowered his head and walked away.

Inu-Yasha arrived back at Kaede' in no time at all. He knew the way back to her place better than the village he was raised in. Standing outside the village, Inu-Yasha imagined Kikyo standing there…when he blinked she was gone.

The others were gathered around Kaede's fire.

Shippo was playing with Kirara while Sango and Miroku cuddled. Inu-Yasha shook his head a little…just enough to shake the majority of water from his bangs. It wasn't long before his bangs were soaked again.

Inu-Yasha watched a droplet roll of the tip of his bushy bangs and rejoin its original companions.

The droplet hit the ground with a large whack.

It took Inu-Yasha a second to realize that the sound came from Kaede's hut. Miroku lay twitching on the floor. Sango looked rather pissed. A faint smile crossed Inu-Yasha's face.

Inu-Yasha spun on his heels and soared out of the village back into the woods.