Chapter 2

Being Without you

There was a strange wind raging that evening. Sesshoumaru stood at the borders of his domain as the wind blew his silver locks. He could sense something powerful laced within the wind. It smelled of vanilla and roses and pure, uncontrollable power. His eyes widened slightly… "Kagome"

"MIROKU! SANGO! COME QUICK! PLEASE HURRY!" Shippo's voice cut through the trees. The two that he was calling looked at each other, and broke into a run towards the hut. In a few minutes, the pair was standing in front of their home.

Sango called out to Shippo, who came racing out and hurled himself into her arms.

"She's gone! You told me to watch her and now she's gone! And it's my entire fault! All she did was say that she was going to get some wood for the fire, and then I fell asleep, and then she was gone, and there was a note, and I'm afraid that I'll never see her again. She will come back, won't she? Sango?" There was a note of desperation in the young kit's voice.

Sango glanced at Miroku who was staring worriedly into space, then said "I'm not sure Shippo." It broke her heart to see the little kit's eyes boring into hers with so much hope and desperation. "I'm so sorry…" A tear slowly rolled down the kits cheek. A detached part of her noticed and wondered at it… 'I didn't know that demons could cry…'

As Shippo sobbed softly, Miroku hurried into the hut, and cast around for a clue to Kagome's absence. After searching impatiently for what seemed like a decade, he saw the papers on top of her worn yellow bag. He scanned through them quickly, and emerged back into the light of the day, the letter clutched in his hand.

"She's at the tree," where his only words, but, within moments, they were off, running as if a great demon were on their tail.

All I can remember is floating… and sinking… and calling… and I heard my name, spoken with surprise… and an emotion I hadn't heard in so long, I could no longer tell you what it was. A voice, like… but not like… kin, but not kin… and… something else… a note of longing… and…love.

In this time, I suppose there was something gathering around me, swirling in a great vortex of sorrow, pain, and distress. However, at this time… I was numb… with pain and sorrow driving me… lower… lower… into an abyss, one that I never wished to escape from… lower… lower… never let me free… freedom is such a strange thing… when you don't have it, you long to be like a bird… to be able to stretch your wings and fly with no regard for anything else that might be left behind… and when you are free, you hardly ever know what to do with yourself… where to go… what to do…

So I float… down down always down, slowly sinking into sorrow, and listening… for the one that will bring me back. Call me, and I will come. Do with me what you will, and I shall obey. Absolute surrender… Everyone has times that they wish the could do over in their lives… but I wish I had never started… scream, scream, no one to hear… vast empty spaces were there is nothing, the only choice is to sink… down down, to the depths… leave me bleeding, broken… alone. This has always been a theme in me life, to spiral down and down… so eventually the spiral must narrow… break off… reach in… pull me up, call me, I will come… get me out… please.

I guess it's just the price of being without you…

Fin de chapter 2! Weeee

So much angst, so little time.

K, so I know that this is really short, but ill try and make it longer… hopefully

Thanks to luna for bugging me about it!

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See you next time!