Here's the next chappy! I don't have anything clever to say at the moment, so enjoy!

Disclaimer: Still don't own them...but hey, Sakura is mine! That's something.

Chappy 7

Miroku gasped in pain and grabbed at his hand. It felt like his whole arm was ripping open.

"No, I'm not ready for this. I don't wanna leave yet." Clutching his hand to his chest, he fought the pain, but there was no stopping it. He knew it was all over.

"Oh, Sango. I never even got a chance to tell you that I love you. Syanora, everyone." With that, the prayer beads broke, and his kazanna was let loose. As it sucked in everything around him, Miroku saw, through the blur of debre and pain, his friends, rushing towards him.

"No! Stay back! Onegai! Stay away!" But they didn't here him, and slowly, one by one, they all got caught in the powerful suction of his kazana. As each got sucked in, he saw clearly on their faces horror and accusation. Sango was the last to get lost in the powerful force and the hatred on her face toward him tore at him more than any physical pain could.

"No...nooooooooooo!" Miroku screamed in horror. What had he done? As the kazana continued to suck him in, he could feel no physical pain over the agony in his heart.

Shippo screamed and sobbed. It was all he could do. All around him lay the dead bodies of his friends, his new family.

"No! You can't leave me!" he cried in agony. Suddenly, he heard a weak voice calling out to him.

"Sh-ip-po. Sh-shippo." Shippor rushed over to the pained call.

"Kagome! Oh, Kagome, onegai, don't leave me! Onegai don't leave me!" Shippo sobbed into his surragote mother's shirt.

"I-it's your fault," she choked out.

"What? Iie, I didn't want this to happen. No, onegai, it's not my fault," Shippo begged her.

"It i-is. You weren't strong enough. Y-you couldn't protect us. If you had been s-stronger, this wouldn't have happened..." Kagome trailed off, eyes rolling into the back of her head. Shippo shook with tears and pain. "Clutching his small head in heartbreak and agony, he screamed out all the misery in his heart, before collapsing to the ground, no longer caring what happened to him.

Inuyasha looked in terror at the scene before him. They all lay around him, bodies ripped open. All the people who had accepted him, who had really cared about him, lay dead around him. He looked down at his claws, dripping with their blood. The claws that had, just moments before in a moment of confusion caused by his youkai blood, tore out of his life every being who mattered to him. His eyes caught sight of a green and white fuku stained with blood.

"No...no! Not her too! Onegai, no! Kagome! KAGOME!" Inuyasha screamed, rushing to her tattered body. Clutching her to his chest, he buried his head in her hair and sobbed. He cried for all he was worth. He heard footsteps, behind him, but he didn't care. It didn't matter what happened to him anymore.

"You killed them, Inuyasha. Just like you killed me. It's your fault, you filthy hanyou. You don't deserve to walk this earth." Inuyasha looked up just enough to see Kikyou set an arrow and aiming at him. Burying his head in Kagome's hair, he waiting for the blow. He didn't care anymore. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered without her.

Sukura knew something wasn't right. Staring at the fire burning down her home, her family trapped inside, she knew there was something wrong about this. She watched the horrible scenes taking place in front of her with almost a morbid fascination, but she felt seperated from it. What was going on? This didn't make sense? How did she get here? Moments before she had been...where had she been? Oh, yes. That's right, she'd been in feudal Japan, 500 years in the past. So how was she suddenly back here?

"No...no, this isn't right. This isn't right!" she shouted, and the images around her began to distort and twist. When things came back to focus she found herself back int he forest, the youkai laughing darkly as she watched the others sobbing and writhing on the ground in misery. Talking to her self, the youkai smirked.

"After everything they've gone through, death will be a mercy." Slowly, the youkai began to form a small ball of energy at the end of her finger, trying to decide who she would put out of their misery first. She was completely oblivous to the now very alert Sukura sneaking up behind her. Sukura quickly raised up the large rock she had found and brought it down aburptly on the back of the youkai's skull. The youkai stumbled forward and growled before spinning around.

"Everybody! Wake up! It's not real! Don't believe it! Wake up!" Sukura screamed out to her friends before the youkai reached forward and wrapped her clawed hand around Sukura's throat.

"You little brat! How dare you! How did you get out of my trap!" the youkai screamed before a set of claws tore through her side. Releasing Sukura, she spun around clutching her side, only to find herself facing the rest of the group, who were back on their feet and royally pissed off. Inuyasha scowled.

"Nobody messes with me like that! Die!" With that, he swung his Tetsusaiga and sliced through the youkai easily. Kagome walk forward and picked the shard out of her shoulder then watched the body disintegrate.

"Feh, weakling." Inuyasha scowled. Everyone stood in silence, uncomfortable and unsure what to say, nightmares still ringing clearly in their memory. Without another word, Inuyasha turned and began walking back toward Keade's village. Silently, everyone followed. No one ever said a word about just what they had seen while trapped in the youkai's spell and quickly it was pushed to the back of everyones mind. By the time the group got back to the village, everyone was chatting and all was back to normal, the horrors pushed into the back of their minds gratefully.

Well, there you go. A little intro into what makes Sukura so special. She thinks things through and does not easily fall for traps and lies. Much fun! Ok, well, enjoy and I'll try to update soon! Review please!