Hey, thought I should tell you if any of you get confused with the time frame. Sesshomaru's talk with his dad said it happened on a spring day while in this new chapter, back with the Inu gang, is on the same night that everyone discovers Inuyasha's soul was reincarnated and they all start crying. Let me try to get things straight, since I messed everything up. Just pretend that the Dad talk happened at the same time Inuyasha and his friend's were battling with that demon. And now Sesshomaru is still fast asleep while this chapter is happening. Got it, good. Now get reading. Sesshomaru will return in later chapters, I'm sticking with the Inu gang for awhile since their pain has been born anew. I'm so evil. Review!
Always There
Ch 11
Tears are meant to relieve your pain. Tears are meant to let out a soul's anguish, grief, and hopelessness. Tears are meant to wash away the dirt and grime coating your heart, breaking you, and hurting you with each sharp breath. Tears are meant to exhaust you, take you away from the harshness of reality and sink you into a blissful sleep only to wake in the morning hour and feel that horrible but thankful numbness. Tears are supposed to bring people together or scare them away.
Tears are helpful…and damning.
With every droplet that coats down your cheek, with every particle of salt stinging your eyes, it can ease the pain….or make it unbearable.
Grieving tears are a soul's worst pain. You die a little inside with every drop of moisture that falls onto your trembling hands. With every shaking cry and wail for the person you've lost, the hole forever placed in your heart and soul grows a little larger. The numbness sinks in, surrounding you and comforting you when at the same time sending you to your doom. For when the scab falls and the wound is bleeding once again, all the grieving, sadness and despair which had been growing every past day envelops you and swallows you whole. You are stuck in that deep dark chasm, praying and hoping for death, savior, love, or some semblance of peace.
The loss of a soul mate could be the worst pain imaginable. A part of you forever sliced away and you feel half empty, half important, and half alive. Every single thing reminds you of that lost side, a book, a picture, a song, a memory reborn by a little insignificant thing. The pain begins again, you sink a little lower and when you think you can dig yourself out, something else pushes you back in. You feel that no one can save you.
Kagome was feeling that way now. Every glance at the little sleeping pup in her lap and the wound would bleed again. Inuyasha was with her….but then he was not. She wanted to talk to him, feel him, and see him angry or sad, happy or acting like that innocent, stubborn boy she fell in love with all those months ago. But he couldn't do that….
If it was true that her love was reborn into this dog, there would be no way he could be the same hanyou she had known. She should be feeling…happy somehow though since he was finally with her again.
And yet she was being selfish. She wanted the regular Inuyasha. With that thought, the wound would pulse with fresh pain and the hole would fall deeper and swallow her more.
Yasha didn't deserve this. If the soul residing inside him was Inuyasha's, he deserved love and acceptance. The hanyou never had that when he was alive. No, he did have that……but they were late on showing him…she was late on giving her heart….and receiving his in return.
They were always late….
Why couldn't she have told him before it happened? Why couldn't she have placed her heart and her soul on a platter and shove it into his chest and see what he would do with it? Why couldn't she have taken a chance? Why…was she such a coward?
Tears were coming again. The hole grew bigger….she grew more tired. Blessed numbness would return….more choking than before….but when it fell away again….
She knew she would die.
The night grew steadily towards dawn and she had not once had tried to close her eyes and fall into dreams. Dreams where everything was back to normal and she was with her love, healthy and strong. But she knew it wouldn't be real and the damn tears would befall her once again when she awoke to bright sunlight.
Kagome stroked Yasha's flank absentmindedly and sniffed. She should have brought tissues with her. She felt stuffed and disgusting. The miko sighed and looked around the camp. Everyone had succumbed to an exhausting slumber. Twitching from disturbing dreams more like it, not happy ones. The retelling of happy stories hours before….were forgotten. When seeing that Inuyasha had returned….but not as their leader….relief and happiness wouldn't come and only that dark memory of Inuyasha's torturous death kept flashing again and again within their mind's eyes.
They were selfish…so very selfish….they probably deserved this pain of reminiscing.
And yet she didn't know why they deserved it. What did any of them do wrong? What did Sango do to deserve to lose her family and have to fight against her younger brother? What did Miroku do to deserve a cursed hand that made him live in constant fear? What did Shippo do to deserve watching his parents be murdered, made into a clothes, and then seeing another one of his family members slaughtered? What did Inuyasha do to deserve such a God damn horrible life full of pain, rejection, sorrow and then suffer through guilt and regret and then to die such a horrendous death?
What did any of them do to deserve this?
Why did life end up this way? Why did things like this happen?
Where was the happy ending?
Kagome covered her face and shuddered, more of those tears leaking past her defenses. None of this was fair, what were they supposed to do, where was the lesson or miracle coming out of this? Why did this have to happen? Would life go on after Naraku was defeated……if he was defeated? Were they meant to all die and have the story of their lives be made into some child's rhyme to teach them not to fall in love with a hanyou or travel through time?
Was Naraku going to kill them all and wreak havoc onto the world, no one to defeat him? Was this how history was going play out?
"But…..but my time isn't like that……there is no Naraku in my time…..what does that mean…do we defeat him…..do we create peace and then disappear…why does this have to happen…..?"
She didn't care anymore….she didn't care who saw her, who heard her….Kagome broke down into sobs.
Yasha twitched and shifted.
Kagome leaned forward and cried all over the little pup, tears dripping onto his no longer bandaged fur. He was healed….Inuyasha didn't die again, another horribly painful and grisly death…he was alive and well….his soul was with them….her soul mate had returned….
It only served to make her cry harder.
"None of this is fair….why is this all so damn…." Her voice cracked and she laid her forehead down on Yasha's flank, wrapping her arms around him. "Why is this happening….oh, Inuyasha I need you…..I need you here with me as your normal self….I need to hug you and kiss you…..damn it to hell, even argue with you….I need to hear your voice….see your face…your eyes and hair and smile….your cute little ears….I need you…I wish I told you sooner. I wish I told you that I loved you in the very beginning…even if you still loved Kikyou and hadn't found that you loved me too…I wish I did….even if it hurt. I wish we could start all over…"
Inuyasha opened his eyes groggily and twisted his head to Kagome's direction, her black greasy hair falling onto his face. He blinked and whimpered to get her attention.
Kagome hiccupped and looked at him in all her red-eyed and nose-running splendor and beauty. She tried to smile but her lips only quivered and she choked back another sob.
Kagome……what's wrong…why are you crying…? I thought you were okay…I thought everyone was okay now…why are you all making my job so damn difficult ……Inuyasha twisted his lethargic and heavily fatigued muscles and snuggled into her. Come on…stop crying…this is all pretty stupid. You'll feel like such a baka for crying once I get back…so please……stop …
Kagome opened her eyes and stared into his sleepy amber orbs, she stroked his snout. Yasha gave her a doggy grin and she smiled weakly back "H-hey….boy….I'm sorry…..I…I didn't mean to wake you up…." She sniffed and swallowed a few times to stop another wave of sobs.
Well you did…you stupid girl…so why don't you tell me what's wrong…he tilted his head and nudged her chin.
Kagome gave a dry chuckle and wiped her eyes, "You know…..you're actually…..a lot different from him…." Her smile fell, "if you were really my love…..you would be barking at me and trying to ignore me…he never liked to see me cry…"
No…and I still don't……and before…I would have tried to ignore you or say something stupid to make you angry so you would stop…I always felt that it was my fault that you cried………feh, probably was most of the time……but I'm different now, Kagome……I've seen a lot of tears……I understand why you all feel this way……I can take it now……I can help you feel better……so talk to me……he gave a weak yip and wagged his tail. And don't make me say it again.
Kagome shook her head away from her thoughts and smiled at him again, "It's really kind of stupid of me to feel this way, you know? I shouldn't be so selfish and you don't deserve that…a homeless little stray like you…you need love….not everyone's grief dumping on you. You don't need that kind of responsibility." She tilted her head and chuckled, "But look at you….you probably like feeling so needed don't you…?"
He yipped and wagged his tail once more.
Kagome giggled, "Say…how 'bout we go back to that hot spring? You still have blood all over you and God knows I need a bath. Let's go relax and clean up. I can't sleep anyway."
Yasha gave a disapproving growl but nodded. Okay…but you better talk to me later. He struggled to his feet but ended up falling back down on shaky legs.
Kagome giggled and hugged him to her chest, "Hey, hey, don't worry, I got ya…you need to save your strength big boy…let me carry you…" She got to her feet and a small whimper reached her ears. Kagome turned and saw Shippo curled up into a little ball next to where she was sitting, shivering and moaning. She frowned and knelt down.
With one arm she scooped the poor kit up and gently laid him down on the pillow that Yasha had slept on. He whimpered again and said something incoherently from his dreams. Kagome stroked his orange hair and kissed his forehead, "Shhh, don't cry little one. Everything…..everything is going to be alright….I'll be right back. Don't let the nightmares scare you…stay strong…your Papa" Kagome's eyes grew glassy with pain and grief "…..will look over you…sleep tight….we all love you…"
Shippo's face relaxed and he snuggled into a comfortable position. She ruffled through her book bag for a moment and yanked out a blanket and her bathing supplies. Kagome tucked the soft cotton around the little demon and he sighed contently, whispering out, "Mama……Papa…."
She kissed him again, "Sweet dreams, Shippo. We love you." And grabbing her belongings, holding Inuyasha tight, she walked out of camp.
Inuyasha looked out upon his camp and his sleeping family from the warm confines of Kagome's arms. I……I love you all too……Inuyasha thought and he whimpered. I really do……
Oh shit, oh, shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh damn, oh shit…Inuyasha placed his paws over his eyes and kept repeating his mantra as Kagome stripped out of her clothes. He uncovered one eye, saw her bare backside glowing in the moonlight and he yipped, cowering into a ball. Oh shit, why does she have to get undressed? I would be forever face-planted in the ground if I was watching this as my normal self. Oh damn it to hell, what am I going to do!
Kagome stepped into the warm sultry water, goose bumps rising all over her flesh. God, it felt so good. She turned and covered her mouth to keep herself from bursting into laughter when she saw her little hanyou pup's antics.
Yasha was laying on the ground, his paws covering his face, and his tail in between his hind legs in fear. His ears were all the way flat against his head and he was whimpering slightly, anticipating (for he was so accustomed on what would happen to him in circumstances such as these) for a sit to come.
She sat down in the water, rising over her exposed chest, and gulped back her giggles, "Yasha, come here boy. You don't need to be so shy. I won't bite…or say the 's' word, okay?"
He cautiously poked one eye out from his paws to look at her and she swore that she could see wariness and embarrassment in those orbs. His tail wagged uncertainly.
"Yes, Yasha, you won't get in trouble. Now come here, you and I need to get all squeaky clean." Then she frowned in concern, "Or can you not walk, do I need to carry you over here?"
The pup snuffed in disgruntlement and with dignity in tact, stepped to his feet and strutted over to her. I can walk woman, I'm not some weakling…but after a few steps his knees started shaking and he collapsed to the dirt. His legs felt like jelly and his heart was racing. Apparently, his body wasn't ready for a lot of physical activity such as yet.
Kagome yelped in surprise and ran out of the water over to him, "Are you alright, Yasha? Are you hurt?" She knelt down next to him and picked him up in her arms. He groaned, I'm fine wench…just tired……Inuyasha opened his eyes and all of the fatigue he was feeling before disappeared. He was being held against her naked chest!
The hanyou yipped and struggled, squeezing his eyes shut. Kagome only held him tighter, giggling, and stroking his back. "Oh come on, Yasha. Relax, Have some back bone. No need to be so embarrassed, I won't do anything to ya." He froze, his eyes still closed, and she began walking back into the water.
Oh shit……she's so damn warm and soft……oh damn it to hell! I'm going to be so doomed when I get my old body back! Inuyasha flinched when the water reached him, but he slowly started to relax as his muscles began to unwind from the heat. Kagome turned him over in her arms and started to rub his stomach, Yasha groaned in pleasure.
"That a boy, some nice R&R. Feels good doesn't it?" she cooed and made circles in his soft fur. Inuyasha dazedly opened his eyes to mere slits and looked up at her glowing face.
Her brown eyes had darkened to a vibrant violet like color, twinkling from the stars and the moon behind her. Her skin glowed and her black hair splayed all around her in majestic waves. It was difficult to explain……he could come up with so many metaphors and similes of how beautiful she looked just then….an angel…a butterfly perhaps…it wouldn't be enough….he wasn't good with words anyway.
All he could say was that he fell in love with her all over again.
Kagome rubbed his snout and scratched the back of his ears, his eyes drooped and he puppy-grinned up at her. She smiled and lightly kissed the top of his nose, "I love you, Yasha. I want you to know that. I'm sorry for being so selfish and moody, I'm sorry that you came into our pack at such a….hard time. But always remember that we love you and you are a permanent member of this family. Do you understand, boy?"
Inuyasha's grin fell away and he tilted his head. Wow……was all he could think and he slowly nodded. Kagome smiled and wiped another tear from the corner of her eye.
"I'll always miss him, Yasha….and I'll always love him. I'm sorry, but you could never be his replacement…and besides that would be cruel anyway. You have your own special role in this pack….and your own special place in everyone's hearts. And now I'm getting a little too mushy for you, aren't I?"
Inuyasha nodded again and she laughed, the tears falling faster. "If you are Inuyasha's reincarnation……I 'm pretty sure that you don't remember anything from your previous life anyway….I mean I don't with Kikyou." Another laugh, dryer this time "Hey…we…we're kind of alike aren't we? Two reincarnations of important souls, two second bests…at least I'm not alone in that anymore, huh?"
Second best…? Is that how I made you feel?
She slowly turned away and sighed, "I'm being selfish again…..Kikyou's probably in pain too….I mean she's still in love with Inuyasha. And…he loved her too….I'm confused now….he said he loved me, did he just choose? Wake up one day and say, 'Oh, I love Kagome more!' I don't understand….." shook her head, "but this is stupid…I shouldn't fret about it and just feel content….or as content as I can be without him…….stupid…"
Inuyasha blinked. Wait a minute…that's…actually a good question ……how did I start loving you…when?
He looked off into the middle distance and thought long and hard.
But…no answer would come.
Basically….it was like Kagome had said. One day he just started feeling the same things he felt for Kikyou…except more so and for Kagome instead. It wasn't as exaggerated as waking up and saying "Oh, I love Kagome!" It progressed more and more after every day he traveled with the girl from the future, learning about her, seeing her differences and abilities, feeling more and more complete every time he saw her and talked with her, held her close onto his back and protecting her.
Actually…he suspected that he always was in love with Kagome. From the very day he met her and began their story together. And if Kikyou hadn't been brought back to life and awakened all those old painful, regretful memories he and Kagome would have probably been already happily mated.
All those times he went off to find Kikyou…it must have really been a sub-conscious need to see if the old feelings were still there, if they could be awakened after those long fifty years. He kissed her…to see if the fire would return…or to somehow free her of the pain he saw in her cold dead eyes, the pain he knew that he had caused. He wanted to know if the feelings were gone…and if so then he could move on.
And also, when he learned of his love for Kagome…he was scared. If he told her that he chose her, if he told her that he loved her and they became…one…………she would forever be in danger. He didn't want her to regret loving him, being with him…somehow getting hurt because of him. He knew with Kagome…if anything happened to her…he would die from the guilt.
That was why he never told her….until he died….that was why he tried to salvage again and again the old love he felt with Kikyou…..
But it was a hopeless cause…more and more his soul went to Kagome, his thoughts and needs, went to the reincarnation from a different time. He felt regret, guilt, pity and sorrow for Kikyou….but he did not love her….at least not anymore…
Kikyou deserved love and acceptance….some kind of peace….but he could not give her that. Unless he killed her….and he knew that was impossible.
He loved Kagome. And when he would come back…he would choose her and love her, live his life with her as long as he could, and though their life would be dangerous…seeing now how she loved him….seeing how everyday life for her now and when he was alive, all the danger she was always in…he knew she would never regret it…and neither would he…..he loved her and always would…
Kagome deserved that from him. For all the pain and unanswered questions he had caused her. For making her think she wasn't good enough, second best. He knew he had hurt her….but he hadn't know it was this bad. I'm sorry Kagome. I'll make it up to you. A smile inched across his face.
Oh yes, he would make it up for her.
But Kikyou, poor Kikyou. His smile fell away.….I'm sorry……I'm so sorry…
However...he felt whole somehow; as if some pestering need had been answered…at least…a part of it. Deep down, Inuyasha knew that someday he would have to confront Kikyou. That was something he wanted to wait on….for a very long time…but no, it had to be done soon…as soon as he was back to normal. Kikyou deserved that at least….unless she felt no grief from his passing. Perhaps she was content now…or angry beyond belief….but who knew, he sure didn't. He had seen no hint, trail, or scent of Kikyou for weeks now. And that worried him.
But…if he was fated to speak with Kikyou…he would. No matter what, she deserved peace….besides killing him. He would not allow her to do that. No way in hell.
He was going to keep his promise…and be there with Kagome…for the rest of his days.
Peaceful warmth flooded through his body and Inuyasha smiled.
Yeah…everything would work out…somehow.
All the pain that they had gone through…wasn't for nothing. There had to be a happy ending. They deserved that. And even if their lives aren't all that joyful and easy, they would still be together.
And that was all that mattered.
Besides…nothing lasted forever.
And even when the end came…there would be no regrets or fear. For though nothing lasted forever….he knew somehow that this family….this friendship….this everlasting love….would.
And no amount of pain or hardship could break that.
Kagome sniffed back her tears and continued to stroke her pup's little freshly healed tummy. The hole inside her had widened a bit and the wound was pulsating but looking down on the happy and content face on her former love's reincarnation, the pain wasn't all that bad.
In a way, Yasha looked like he knew something she didn't. And if he could just tell her, she would be gloriously happy.
But that must be just the lack of sleep talking.
Finally becoming aware of her fatigue, Kagome yawned and ruffled Yasha's head. "I think it's time to go to sleep, boy. I'm exhausted now. Come on, we shouldn't have anyone wake up and worry." Stepping out of the water, her body trembled with the night air, and she gladly wrapped herself in one of her special fluffy towels.
Yasha looked at her through sleepy half-lidded eyes as she dried him off and securely wrapped him in the cloth's warmth, hugging him to her now dressed chest. Yawning wider now, her jaw creaking from the stress, Kagome began to walk back to camp, wistfully imagining her sleeping bag…or perhaps soon her wonderful bed back home.
She would have to go back someday; even if she didn't want to. Her Momma must be worried about her and….looking down at the dozing pup in her arms…she needed some healing. Yasha can help with that. Kagome smiled and kissed the top of his damp little head. "I love you, Yasha." She looked up to the sky, a scattered array of stars and a bright dappled universe, and a tear glistened down her cheek, "And I love you, my love."
She kept walking.
Inuyasha slipped in and out of a peaceful darkness, his body heavy and lethargic. His mind numbed to all troubling thoughts and worries, of what would happen in the future. Everything at the moment was right in the world and he glorified in the special treat of not having to be grown up and in charge.
Heaven and hell knew he would have a lot of ground work to take care of once he returned to his old body.
Destroying that bastard Naraku, kissing Kagome, talking to Kikyou, maybe kicking Sesshomaru's or wolf brain's ass jus for fun, kissing Kagome, becoming the pack leader again and spending some quality time with his grieving friends, being a foster dad, kissing Kagome…yeah, he was swamped.
But…Inuyasha stretched and sniffed the air cautiously…all would be we—he sniffed again.
Holy shit…he bolted upright, his head peering over Kagome's shoulder and twisting around in every direction, his eyes flicking to every shadow and his ears twitching to every possible noise. You got to be shitting me! Inuyasha took one more, huge whiff just to be certain.
Yep.
Death.
Kikyou…she's nearby.
"Something wrong boy," Kagome asked. Inuyasha stared at her for a moment and contemplated what he should do.
Stay here and ignore that putrid stench of rotting flesh and clay.
Or check one thing off on his "To Do" list.
Damn, he'd have to be responsible.
Inuyasha gave Kagome a little lick on her cheek, I'm so sorry, please forgive me, and then jumped out of her arms, stumbling a bit on jelly like legs but through pure willpower and adrenaline, sprinted through the trees.
Kagome's screams of his name echoed around him as he dodged and twisted through roots and bushes.
Damn, what to do? It's not like I can talk to her! But…I've already been proved enough that I don't HAVE to talk. I should just go to her and make sure she doesn't go after Kagome and my Pack. Who the hell knows, she could be here to seek revenge on my friends.
By that disturbing thought, Inuyasha pumped his poor legs harder.
There was no meaning.
There never was, if she dared to think about it.
Why was she here?
Why was she still?
The dead were not meant to walk with the living. The dead were not to live again.
And yet here she was, walking through the firmament of time, her putrid rotting scent of death polluting the night air around her.
Forest animals fled from her, knowing of what she was--or was not. Even the mere branches of trees did not scrape against her skin…that fake clay, the outer shell of who she really was.
A lying, murdering and unworthy soul.
She knew she was not to be here; in the living world, of the land of warmth and sunlight.
But yet….she was afraid.
Afraid of death. Of what would happen to her on the other side, of the unknown.
She was too cowardly and pathetic to allow death's claws to grab hold of her.
And so she walked.
To nowhere.
A destination that never existed.
Kikyou stared passively at the grass path in front of her; the sounds of true life mocking her with every step.
It had been only a few days since her discovery.
The valley was still caked with ash and the smell of burnt flesh and decay. The evidence of battle still not yet eroded away by time. So there was still enough of a story left to tell her.
A great tragedy had taken place.
Sometimes her feet lead her places she was not aware of. She didn't bother trying to mark their destination, of where they wanted to go. She just allowed them to walk…and walk…for there was nothing much else to pass her time.
That was how she had discovered the last clue to the puzzle. The last chapter of the story.
Inuyasha was dead.
She had read the tombstone cynically.
Our beloved Inuyasha, the bravest of us all. A loyal friend, a loving father and a great leader. May he forever live on in our hearts and finally know peace. We love you, always.
Time…love….she despised all creatures bounded to time. Her reincarnation, that man….herself.
And she despised love.
She had once believed in it strongly; had been taught that it could move mountains, that it could heal any wound.
Love had betrayed her.
She no longer held love on a pedestal.
She now despised all things.
What a terrible thing she had become.
She had once been a kind, respected priestess. A protector and purifier.
Butnow what?
A liar?
A cheater?
A murderer of young maidens?
She was not worthy to be in the living world. Yet she made no move to try to leave.
There were no tears at that grave. The undead did not cry. And there were really no emotions. Happiness, sadness…all now buried away, the streams all dried up.
But Kikyou did know they were there.
If let free, if with nourishment and the breath of life, the emotions would devour her whole. The grief, the regret, the despair, and anger—she would have died from them.
But they were not alive.
They existed….but not within her.
But within the kindred heart, body and spirit of her reincarnation.
Kagome. A stupid girl, how she despised her as well. She envied that girl, bound to a different time; envied her of the delicate feelings that shone bright like a beacon inside of her.
It was not fair.
And yet she knew it to be.
She was supposed to dead, remember?
And now, her newest dilemma—Inuyasha was dead, never to return, what was she to do with her time now?
There was no way she could get revengeand render him lifeless...if he was already deceased--though she had always known revenge was a pitiful reason to live. But the poor priestess had needed a goal, no matter how stupid of a reason, to make her bleak future seem meaningful--even if it chipped away little by little of who she had once been.
Butnow…that reason was gone, buried beneath where it had all ended---where her life had crumbled to pieces.
Yet, she could hold no anger or hatred toward the Goshinboku Tree.
She did not know the reason for why she could not—but the effect was the same. The tree provided her comfort, peace—an illusion of one anyway.
Even if it was where she and her beloved departed…
Good Lord, what was wrong with her?
She still loved him.
Kikyou's expression, stone-faced and cool, never wavered when she slowed her steps to a stop and leaned her shoulder against the nearest tree.
No one could see the merest hint of the torment waging within her.
Why?
Why did she still hold those cold, lifeless feelings still?
That was the only one she could almost feel---that bitter sweetness, mercurial surge and downpour of love.
It wasn't as strong as when her heart beat and her blood flowed, but it was there….deep…. cold...buried...
Kagome had allowed her to keep those…
Kikyou winced, a raw pain striking where her heart should have been. If she were alive…that pain would have come out as tears…but the dead do not cry, remember?
I…am…grieving…I think…The priestess groaned, clutching her chest. I-it hurts…
Taking a deep steadying breath, Kikyou straightened, the mask back in place; though her face was drained and her skin taunt across her deathly features.
Soon, she felt strong enough to take a step forward. But her knees wobbled and before she could lose balance, the tree supported her once more.
"D-dammit…" The dead woman closed her eyes, and rested her head backwards. She was spent, there would be no more walking for the time being.
Damn her existence…
Something was wrong.
Where was that feeling coming from?
She shouldn't be feeling it!
He was gone…dead!
Kikyou's eyes widened and ignoring her "emotional" fatigue, twirled around, searching the valley.
Inuyasha's spirit.
She had felt it…coming towards her.
Was he haunting her now?
Was he her messenger coming to drag her sorry ass to hell?
Kikyou shook her head, and forced her self to think clinically. Her crazy thoughts, so unusual for her, were outspoken and crazy. Inuyasha was dead and up in heaven, never to return as who he had been before. He wasn't here…coming for her...that's insane…
And when that tiny little fluff ball of a puppy ran breathless into the clearing, Kikyou had the strangest urge to laugh.
She was losing it.
But when she turned to walk away, now feeling much energized…the dog barked…and some strange force yanked at her soul.
She stopped…and turned…
The feeling…that pull…it was coming from the dog.
And when Kikyou looked down into those eyes…her very world teetered to the side…
Amber eyes…ears…white hair…the very aura surrounding him…
She turned completely, "Inuyasha?"
He nodded.
Kikyou had then had the strangest urge…to vomit.
I don't like this chapter. It didn't turn out the way I wanted it too. And Kikyou is DAMN hard to potray too! Damn, I don't like her. Shit, this left a bad taste in my mouth by reading it. Hope it didn't for you. Everyone had just been hounding me for updates, and it has been two months...just put a smile on and grit your teeth.
Plus review. I'm sick of logging on and seeing 120, day after day. I WANT MORE! BWAHAHAHAHA!
Buh bye, yech, the next chappie will hopefully be better.
LilYasha