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I cried, sobbing harshly as my tears, cascading down, were mixing with my blood and creating an eerie pink color. I never have been looked at that way by a demon before, like he was going to devour me whole. I shock unconsciously as the detailed memory invaded my senses.

"Sango!" I rushed over to her side, leaning my head into her chest, happy to hear the strong beating of her heart. I brushed her black tresses gently back into her high ponytail, trying to give comfort to my unfeeling friend. I see a flash of red and silver race gracefully in front of me, Amber eyes full of concern.

"Kagome, what happened, are you okay?"

"Oh, Inuyasha." I run up to him letting his muscular arms circle around my tiny frame comfortingly. He patted my back gently, letting me know he was there as he whispered hushed words of apologies.

"Kagome, tell me what happened to you?" "Sesshoumaru he," I didn't make rest out as I began to let a weak cry out in his chest."

"What did that bastard do?"

"Sango, she needs help."

I watched him carefully pace over to the slayer, studiously observing her condition.

"She's fine, just passed out. Now tell me what happened?"

"Sesshoumaru, attacked us, I'm just a little shaken."

"What, that son of a bitch, why would he attack two human women? It's not like him; he'd consider it wasting his time."

"I'm sorry Inuyasha, I provoked him."

"What, how?"

"He came upon me while I was bathing and you know how I get."

"Kagome." His eyes filled with concern, as those words reminded him of my feelings towards indecency. He carefully peeled of his haori, placing it around me, letting his clawed fingers slightly play on my curves.

"Let's get you and Sango, someplace warm and dry." He went over to pick up the slayer, his arms enclosing on her form. "Let's go."

Back at the Camp Night Time

I lay on the uneven ground, my eyes hazily watching the flames dance back and forth. Sango was much better, she was a strong woman, but that didn't stop the monk from tending to her, like she was as fragile as glass. If only Miroku didn't have the curse in his palm, Sango and Miroku would be a happy couple, but like most things revolving around this era, it was just too complicated. Shippo lay across from me, as his chest rose up and down, his mind in the tranquil state of a dream. I smiled lovingly at my adopted son. After all, he was my biggest comfort staying here. I watch Amber eyes glare into mine; reminding me of cold golden orbs I was encountered with earlier in the day.

"Kagome?"

"Yes, Inuyasha, What is it?"

"You know I still care for you, and if you want to talk about it."

"It's okay Inuyasha, I know how hard it is for you to be around me."

"Kagome, I'm so sorry. It's just, I failed her, and I am afraid of failing you too. It's my fault all of this happened, my fault I wasn't strong enough to protect her."

"Inuyasha, it's not your fault, stop blaming yourself."

"What do you know? It was my responsibility; she died the first time because of me. She wouldn't have been so weak if she didn't love me. It would have been better for her if we never met!"

"You know that's not true, I can sense her feelings, I know how much she loved you, Inuyasha."

"Kagome, I miss you." I looked into his amber eyes, hazed over with something I couldn't quite understand. He leaned closer to my face, looking like he wanted to kiss me, and then shook his head, like he just awoke from a dream."

"I'm sorry Kagome." And, then he was gone, back to his originally perch, staring into the stars.

'I miss you too Inuyasha.' This was my last thought as I slowly drifted to slumber.

Sesshoumaru POV

On the way back to my castle I began to think of the little Miko who so defiantly reprimanded me. "Damm, the bitch." 'Why is my mind still plagued by the unworthy women?' I let images of her naked body burn themselves into my cortex, as I paced angrily along the forest floor.

'Why should Inuyasha have the little angel? Why shouldn't she wither beneath my form? I am more worthy then that damm half breed. No, she is just a human wench.'

I growled angrily as the horrific thoughts kept making there way into my being. 'I should just take her; let her take care of my need, and then throw her back to the half breed after she's out of my system. No one would think me weak for simply taking a human woman like the whore she is, and besides I would get to see the hurt and anger on my little brother's face as I take his little bitch so easily.' Although in the deepest part of my consciousness, I knew that that wasn't entirely the case. Yes, I wanted to hurt Inuyasha, but no, I didn't want him to touch what was so blatantly mine. I begin to head back toward where I first found the woman, back to claim her.

Kagome POV

I awoke, Inuyasha nudging me harshly.

"Kagome, wake up. I smell my brother, he's coming this way."

"Inuyasha," I said groggily, as he quickly helped me to my feet, while I gave him a questioning glance.

"Get the brat, my brother will be here any minute, and I want you guys out of here before blood spills."

I ran over to Shippo, gently picking him up without waking him. I looked around to see Miroku and Sango fully dressed and ready to leave.

"Inuyasha, you can't face Sesshoumaru alone."

"Listen, wench, I think I can fight off my lowlife brother, and besides if you stay you'll only be getting in the way."

"Okay, I understand, Inuyasha"

I picked up my large yellow backpack and followed the others into the night.

The smell of my objective was slowly drifting away. 'So, you think that you can keep me from what I want, little brother. I'll just have to remind you why I am the sole inheritor of the West.' I began to travel faster, the trees blurring around me as I am tackled to the ground by a male form.

"Sesshoumaru, you die here."

"As much as I would enjoy killing you slowly, little brother, you're not worth my time at the moment." I never saw my brother look so angry; it was really quite pleasing to see his eyes fill with hate.

I rush him slowly pinning him to the ground, he struggles harshly, almost pushing me off, but he's not strong enough, I grab his head and slam it forcefully into the ground, his blood pooling in a sticky mess on the grassy ground. 'Now on to more important matters.'