Disclamer: I dont own Inuyasha...Yet, lol, just kidding

A/N: Ok this is my first chapter, and my first story, so, it might not be so awsome but, I hope that YOU like it.

He was sitting there. For almost fifteen days he had just been sitting there, high in the tree. He had not eaten or slept, only thought about what he had done wrong. How it had happened. How he didn't fulfill his promise to protect her. His white hair was blowing around his face and his golden eyes were lost, like he was hollow.

It had happened so fast. They were just sitting in the field, watching the sky, relaxing. They had defeated Naraku only a few weeks ago and this was what they did when they were together. Miroku, Sango, Kagome, and he were all peaceful; they didn't have a care in the world, and were not ready for the sudden attack.

He had felt a shift in the wind, he felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what it was. He sniffed the air, no unfamiliar scents. He looked around, nothing, it was just him and his friends. Then he herd a twig snap. He looked around again, sniffed the air again. Nothing.

It's probably just Shippo, just playing around. That's all. That's what he had told himself. And then he smelt smoke. Then they all saw it. It was nobody but a normal man. Kagome jumped and let out an eeep! But he just stood there, waiting for something. Then Sango broke the silence.

"Who are you, and what do you want?"

Then the stranger looked at them all, and suddenly he couldn't move. He felt groggy and exhausted. Obviously Sango and Miroku felt it as well. But not Kagome. Then the stranger pulled out of his coat, a dead furry animal. Shippo.

Kagome screamed and he saw tears falling down her face. He tried to snarl, but he couldn't. He felt hurt, his friend was dead. And he couldn't save him.

Then he saw the man move fast, incredibly fast. And he wasn't a man anymore. He had claws and was somehow different. He let out a pitiful "No!" And tried to move forward to protect her from the stranger. But he couldn't move. Then darkness was starting to move in on him. Sango and Miroku were all ready passed out on the ground. And the last thing he heard was Kagome's sweet voice lased with fear. "Inuyasha!" Then there was nothing.

He awoke to the sick smell of blood. It was strong and there was a lot of it. And it was a very familiar scent. "Kagome!" He jolted up off the ground and looked upon the pieces of her. He looked away and yelled and screamed her name. He heaved, more than once. Tears were streaming down his face. And then his companions awoke. Sango burst into unstoppable tears and Miroku was horrified and stunned.

Then he got up and ran, he ran for hours fast and hard. He didn't want to think about it. He just wanted to die. Then he got to the tree, the tree she had unpinned him from. Right outside of the well.

He had been sitting in the tree for fifteen days. Crying, and in total agony, I could have been so much nicer to her .I could have been nicer to Shippo too. I should have told her how I felt about her. I should have known! I should have been able to stop him, and save her! Who was he? What was he? He had no scent. He asked the questions over and over again. But only one thing was certain, she was dead and gone forever. Just like Kikyou.

The first five days were lost in mourning. Then he started to clear up, and all he could think about was what he could have done. And then revenge, he was going to find that thing, and kill it!

Then off into the distance he heard footsteps. He smelt the familiar sent of his friends. They had obviously come to the same conclusion. There eyes met and everyone new what there mission was they new what they had to do. They were going to find that thing and kick the living shit out of him. He was going to pay. It was going to die!

They started out on there journey not speaking, only walking. They stopped only when it was late and dark at night, and started out again in dark early morning. They didn't eat much. Sango cried often. He was a zombie, the only one who was part way alive was Miroku, and what you would call "alive" was certainly not anything that could remotely call living.

Then over the days they started to talk about it more and more wondering where it came from and what it wanted. But after five days of there journey they came to the place where it all began. In the meadow.

There was a deep red stain in the grass where she had died, and a big pile of overturned dirt wasn't too far away. Then there was a smaller grave. Obviously for Shippo. He nodded at the grave, and anger overfilled him. He wanted to yell and kill something right then and there. But he paid his respects to his friends, in a decent manner.

He sniffed and tried to find his scent but even if he did even have a scent it had been too long to find it now. The only thing he could smell was Kagome's blood.

They decided to look for him on foot. It was obviously a killer and someone would know something about him. They would find him.

They camped that night not far away from there graves. He couldn't sleep, and he didn't eat. There was only one thing on his mind. Kagome, and Shippo, and revenge for there deaths. He was mad, and angry, but no matter how hard he tried to cover up his other feeling with anger and grief, there was still a deep feeling of heartbreak. He had loved her very much, and would never forget her, ever. Although he wanted to forget her so he could move on, but a part of him wanted to remember her forever so she could live forever in him.

But there was one thing that he would never ever do. I will never love again.

But fate had something else in store for him. And surely he would find love again.