Th next morning went by in slow motion for Kagome. She dressed in her new pinstripe suit that she had bought with her mother previously that week.

'This sucks,' Kagome thought as she staggered out of the room into a house full of people gathering around her.

"How'd you sleep?"

"Are you hungry?"

"You should eat something"

"Wow that suit makes you look older."

Kagome sighed and slipped outside to where her more immediate family was smoking. She went and laid her head on her mom's lap and listened to the meaningless ramble above her.

Too soon was everyone one rounded up and driven to the church. Kagome got out of the truck and look at the church she had been going to since it had been built 3 years previously.

'Why hold a funeral somewhere that I constantly go?' Kagome thought, ' and why the hell is it so sunny?'

No, Kagome was not in a good mood, and who would expect her to be? Honestly?

She sighed as she walked into the church. Looking around her she wondered where everyone was at. She only saw her family and slowly realized that everyone else was already sitting in the auditorium. The director of the funeral put the family into lines from immediate to outter family. As Kagome and her family walked in a line into the auditorium to be seated in the front rows, everyone was standing as they passed. Kagome rolled her eyes.

'This is a funeral, not a graduation,' she thought. She was beginning to think that the people at the funeral home were idiots.

Everyone sat down and the funeral started, closed casket until the end. As Kagome's name was called, she had wanted to say a few things, Kagome walked up to podium and looked down at Souta's casket. She closed her eyes and then opened them to look at everyone in front of her.

"My brother was my hero," she started, "and there is psalm in the bible that we grew up to and memorized when we were little, i'd like to read it now;

Psalm 23

A psalm of David

'The lord is my Shepard, I shall not want.

He makes me lie down in green pastures,

he leads me beside still water,

he restore my soul.

He guides me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Even thought I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil,

for thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff,

they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.

You anoint my head with oil,

my cup overflows.

Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.'

I found a poem that I would also like to read in memory of my brother," Kagome's voice faltered a bit, but she continued on strong,

" Tears

By Julie Ann Rugg

I heard you answer yes, as a smile crossed your face.

I realized you had left and were in a special place.

I thought about the time I sat with you on your bed.

I didn't think it meant that much, but it really did instead.

And those special Christmases when we sat around the tree,

Warmth and laughter filled the room. It was as perfect as could be.

When you got sick, we were all at the beach.

Little did we know, cancer was in reach...

As Kagome sat back town, she felt someone give her a tissue as they sobbed silently behind her. She didn't really listen as the preacher droned on about how life is short at to come to god! She rolled her eyes again. This is ridiculous, this isn't church! They had put together a 5 minute or so slide show with pictures of her family and brother. She sobbed so hard throughout it and was tightly grasping her mother's hand. She couldn't feel anything as people walked by and offered their condolences and said their goodbyes to Souta. The immediate family was the last to leave. As Kagome walked up to her brother, her knees almost buckled. She stared at him long and hard knowing that this was the last time she'd see his face for a while. She bent down and kissed him, noticing he was cold and wanting to cry all over again.

They drove out to the cemetary and laid him to final rest. Kagome didn't start crying until her parents made her leave and wouldn't let her watch him be put in the ground.

"It's not appropriate for a woman to watch, Kagome," her mother tried to explain.

"I don't care! He's my brother!" she refused to use past tense.

"Kagome, come on, let's go home," her step father helped her to the car.

Kagome stared off on the drive home as she thought about how she'd never see her brother in this lifetime again.

a/n

I don't think I put this in previous chapters but I'll tell you now. Kagome's father is still alive, her parents split when she was 11 and are both remarried. She has 4 sisters.

Kikyo- 13

Kagura- 8

Kanna- 3

Ayame- 11

I'm gonna keep with original names. This is not based on feudal era. This is USA, kinkyneko version, sorry guys. I hope you enjoyed!