Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha, and I am glad I don't. I'd just ruin the story.
Chapter 3: On The Other Side
Kagome leaned against the inside of the well, tears slowly trailing down her face. "Why…I shouldn't…The look on his face…" She slid down the side, coming to sit on the ground. Her face changed, tears coming faster. It was like watching a train wreck in slow motion. Sadness, shock, horror, and finally loss settled on her features as she sat in the dark wellhouse. She wasn't aware of the time passing, as she sat on the floor, until a thin ray of sun came through the door, the afternoon sun touching the top of the well with golden light. As she looked up, and blinked, she burst out crying anew at the memories that flowed up, unbidden at the sight of that color.
Flashback
Kagome stared at InuYasha, as he stood in the golden rays morning of the sun, seeming to pose heroically. Souta stood near him, but to the side, as Kagome bent to pick up the fallen shard. InuYasha's golden eyes seemed to bore into hers as she stood up. Then she realized what time it was. "Oh no--I gotta study! Bye InuYasha!" and took off running.
end Flashback
Kagome stood then, aware that the light reaching into the wellhouse signified the coming of night. She wearily climbed the rope ladder hanging in the well, and went towards her house. Opening the door, she took off her shoes, and shouted "Hey all! I'm home!" At no answer, she walked into the kitchen, and found a note on the door of the fridge. It told her that her brother, grandfather, and mother were out shopping, and would be home late. There was food in the fridge if she wanted it, and Buyo had been fed.
She sighed, her stomach protesting the thought of food when she was so upset. She trudged to the stairs, and up to her room, collapsing on her bed. "Oh…Kami-sama. I…I miss my friends already…" She rolled over on her side and curled up into a small ball, and started sobbing again. She stayed that way for a while, sobs gradually dying down until she fell into an uneasy sleep.
She stood, but barely, blood oozing from her shoulder. She looked down, and gasped. Four lines scored her shoulder, where she had been hit by the one she trusted most. Grabbing her bow, she hurried towards the shrine, in time to see a red blur burst through the roof. Turning, she stopped on the last step of the stairs to the shrine. She pulled the bowstring taught, and aimed at the blur. "InuYasha!" She shouted. The arrow flew true, burying itself in the shoulder of her target.
"Kikyou...why.." the hanyou fell still, eyes closing. The jewel dropped from his slack fingers. She gasped, realizing what she had done, and fell to her knees. "Inu…InuYasha…" she gasped out, then, in pain and sadness, and fell to her side. Her vision faded to black.
Only to return, with her standing beside the well. She looked around, and realized she was in the Sengoku Jidai again. "But…how?" she whispered. Remembering the previous sequence, she hurried towards Goshinboku.
Only to stop, dead in her tracks.
He was there. Still pinned, eyes closed, silver hair blowing softly in the wind. She stood rooted, as soft rustles came from behind her. A girl walked past. She started. That wasn't just any girl, that was her, on her 15th birthday!
She watched as she walked up to the tree, and paused. "Is that a…boy?" her past self said. That self proceeded to climb onto one of the vines growing around the tree "Hey there…whatcha doing?" She watched, knowing what was about to happen, watching as her younger self compulsively grabbed and played with the dog ears on InuYasha's head.
From behind her, she heard bowstrings pulled, and a shout of "Get away from there!" as the arrows were released towards her younger self, who yelped and turned, grabbing onto InuYasha's haori. Her sight faded to black.
She awoke with a yelp. She gasped for air, terrified. She rolled over onto her back, and sat up. She through a restless glance towards her window. Seeing it was night, she got up and sneaked down, out of the house. She made her way to Goshinboku, and stared up at the god tree. She placed her hand on the bare patch of wood, where InuYasha had been sealed for 50 years. "InuYasha…" She said softly to the wind. "Oh, Kami-sama. InuYasha, I miss you so. It's been less than a day, and I can't even think straight. I don't know when I will be back, but I will try so hard…"