Chapter three: The Hollow Kiss

Okay this is chapter two, for this chapter we're leaving Kagome's side and joining Inu! Okay enjoy!

Recap:

Boom! God's thunder strikes the weeping earth, lights more radiant than the auras themselves flicker in the distance. "Sorry... he's waiting for me..." Permantly the snake drops from her shoulders, the snake which once challenged her every thought, movement, and every word. Shuddering tears of her own, she paced the forest path. Dancing fall leaves weave and twirl, as if making a ballet from her and her alone to enjoy. Maybe a message from her prince? Telling her it was time to go home? That he was waiting for her? I could be anything. In the distance a lone-wolf howled a song of love, a song of passion, a song just for her...

Kagome... I love you... A broken hearted hanyou chanted breathless. Sniff, snarl. What did it matter now? She was gone and it was his entire fault. He let her walk away with out even a word to say. Was he such an idiot?

Sudden scent graced his nostrils. Rich, miraculous, enchanting, alluring. The aroma of an angel... the rich scent soon was encircled by the ornery scent of death. Death? Frigid lifeless palms fondled his naked back. Unbearably freezing... Dead angel's wings looped across his upper fame. He didn't stop her. "What are you doing here?" Shuddering lips that kiss. Chaste lips traced his collarbone. "Are you crying?" Cold fingers wipe salty tears from his flushed cheeks. "I'm here now..." Solacing voice emits out to him. "You're here..." Congested voice. "Why?" Questioning voice that riddles.

"Why?" She seemingly asked him back. "Because I love you..." How she said love... it just didn't sound... it didn't sound like her? He couldn't quite catch it... something about the tone, the lackadaisical pitch. "Because you love me?" Asked Inuyasha, icy lips brushed against his feverish cheeks. A frigid chill weaved down his suave spine. "Yes..." She paused. "Of course I do..." Beams of sweat upon his cheek froze solid with the simple touch of her arctic breath. "You do?" He asked once more. Was this the Kikyo that hated him? That wanted her revenge? That wanted him to fall to the depths of hell... with her? And if it was truly her... why had she gone two personalities on him? Why, what, and who?

"What you talking about, Inu?" She inquired him. "I love you..." There is was again. That tone, the rhythm? What was it that made it... made it... it different?

"I thought that was what you always wanted?" Continually she moved between his cheek and lower jaw, kissing it and freezing it. "What I always wanted?" Now that Kagome was gone ... what was there to live? Was Kikyo truly what he wanted? Or just a distant desire? A faded memory... a faded love? And if she was truly what he wanted... why did he feel like he was dying. It was like now that Kagome was gone... the piece that loved her was... was trying to... trying to kill him for his mistakes? His loveless soul perforating his form one mistake a time? But why? He had never felt the aftermath of his one of his mistakes before... why should he feel it now?

"Why do you keep asking...," She nudged his head with her own, "These questions?" Temptingly she nudged his chin with her lips. Cautious golden eyes turn a steady glare upon her, had she'd been alive her heart would of exploded with his defiant gaze. Warily and leisurely he neared her, eyes sluggishly fallow and aperture. Lips growing ever close to her own, a vivid want for intimacy. "Do you truly love me?" Tepid lips osculating, kissing her.

As good as if felt, it just didn't feel... just didn't feel right. Her lips weren't warm... weren't warm like Kagome's. He loved the way her humid breathe echoed in the cavern of his mouth. How that simple thing made him go crazy inside, how it made every part of his body oscillate with wild temptations. Kikyo's lips were lifeless, and seemingly cold. Cold like the artic winds, her breath was the same... gone cold with death and eerie revenge.

Her saliva wasn't passionately tepid like Kagome's, she didn't make his world spin like Kagome did, She didn't radiate heat like Kagome's body did, she didn't- make his body pulsate with hidden lust like Kagome did. She wasn't anything like Kagome.

DUH! It hit him like a frozen slush ball. Kagome wasn't Kikyo and Kikyo wasn't Kagome. Oh yes he known all this before, heard it million times. But not until now did he realize it's full meaning, it's full complexity.

For seconds he released her. Icy concealed breath ambushed his face, stoking every tepid feature. "Why..." She opened her once secured eyes, tedious toffee eyes that glowed with star light. "Did you stop?" She asked, pleading for the fervor of his fondle. Voice sealed with heaving emotions that rest upon his mind, he couldn't answer. Swaying she pillowed her head upon his naked chest. To him, it was like laying a dead body upon him... to confess... sorta disgusting. Vomit weaved up his throat, obstructed behind his tonsils. Gah, he gagged. A frigid fever chilled him down to the bone. Her touch was nothing close to what it was in life.

Cold like artic winds, dead like graveyard bodies. He remembered her touch, her stroke, her tone, her... her beautiful face... her beautiful eyes. All that and more. The softness of her hair, the radiant glow of her face, and the velvetiness of her flesh... it was all so-so near. Yet all so far. A tingle pulsed in within him. No this wasn't a tingle of intimacy; it was something-something else? What was this feeling he had? An eerie sensation, like... like wanting to- to get away from-from her? But why, this was what he had always wanted, wasn't it?

"Kiky-Kikyo?" He asked, voice muffled and hushed. "Yes?" She nuzzled her cheek against his fleshy chest, taking in the feverish temperature of his body. "Stop..." Memories of the past congested the fieriness of tone. "Stop what?" She kissed the cleft of his chest. "That..." With slight motion he pushed her way. He pushed her away... Never had he thought that he do that... He pushed her away. "Huh?" She whimpered in questioning.

He dare push me away? She asked herself. He loved her, didn't he? The things she had told Kouga came to mind.

Flashback

"Tell me Lady Kikyo, how can you love and hate Inuyasha?" He asked, to him it was one or the other. You either love or you hate someone.

"Does it have to be one or the other? Hate or love?" She asked him. "Hmmm, between a man and a woman, yes!" He responded.

"Hmmm, if I had to choose one..." She thought about his response. "Neither... I don't love him and I don't hate him. I love him at one time, but now I don't feel either for him."

"Neither?" Kouga asked, "I thought you loved Inuyasha and he loved you

back..."

End of Flashback

Yes, that was right. She'd told Kouga that she felt neither for him. But by now she couldn't get Inuyasha outta her mind. Darn her own statement! She did Love him... Did she? How could she doubt her own desire? Damn Human limitations. She was human, and as a human she often wondered about life... or in her case the after life, questioning her own existence more often.

In her own desperation she lifted herself for his form, he sighed in relieve. "Why..." She cut him off. "I have to go..."

"Finally," He mumbled to himself. With in seconds she was gone. "Thank the gods..." He could still taste the tangy cold of her mouth: The eerie taste of death upon her, could still feel the phantom touches of her hands, her body. It's like her ghost was still clinging to him. The moments flashed before his fallowed eyes.

He licked his lips, fondled his own wounded chest. Cold beams of sweat coursed down the cleft of his chest, the corded muscles of his abdomen, and his flushed cheeks. "Oh farewell... my beloved Kikyo..."

Okay that was chapter three... Okay if you've read 'Can't tell your heart who to love' then you know there were a whole lot of cliffhangers... Chapter four is where the really good ones are gonna happen. I'm gonna try to make this at least 14 chapters, so cheer me on! Well I gottas start Chapter four... See ya l8ter!