One review? Please! I apologized for the break, I have school to do, and sense it is the end of the trimester a lot of teachers' are giving last minute assignments! It's not my fault. Oh kami, I sound like Miroku.

Kiki? Do you have anything to add?

'You stink and need a life you mother fucking bitch.'

Whoa! Where did that come from!

'My hamster died.'

Poor thing.

'Yeah. I-it used to d-d-do the f-f-f-funniest things with s-s-s-shaving c-c-c-c-cream! sob'

Sweat drop Mum . . . yeah. I do not see how it could have died . . .

Disclaimer: If I owned Inu-Yasha, would I really need to write stories on a web site called FANFICTION?

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Will she forgive me? I doubt it, but then again if she doesn't than it is my fault.

Inu-Yasha ran through the forest after having ran the whole night. He could not figure out how it had only taken him a few minutes to get to Kikyo, but it was taking him several hours to get to the well. He then remembered that they had been on a journey when Kagome had gone back to her world beyond the well, then it had been awhile after he saw Kikyo's soul skimmers that he had gone out after her. So that explained that.

He saw a stream nearby and figured that sense he was only about five minutes away from the well if he walked, less if he ran, he should probably clean up. After he had hurt her feelings the least he could do was show up at her house clean. If he was not sat into oblivion first. After he had washed up he stopped for the first time in hours to contemplate what he would say to her to get her to forgive him and come back.

Do I even deserve to have her come back? She's so kind and pure, and I'm basically an ass hole to her. I can't let her know I'm considering staying. Not only will it get her mad for earlier, it'll probably get her hopes up. I need to apologize. But hell, that ain't like me at all! What if it scares her? Wholly shit, what do I care if she's scared or happy? She's just a jewel detector. Nothing more. . . Or is she? She is, at the absolute least, my best friend. And the only one to truly except me. No one else ever did that. And yet, the only ones I treat worse than her are my enemies. Damn, if only life came with . . . . . what did Kagome call them? Instruction packets, I think. Yeah, that's it! It would make things so much easier. Then again, if life came with instructions, I would never have met Kagome, would I?

Sigh Inu-Yasha looked up to the sky and closed his eyes.

I have to apologize. As much as it'll hurt my pride, it'll only hurt her more. She doesn't deserve this. But the worse thing is, I know that when I see her, I'm gonna start hurting her again. I always do. Well, I gotta try. She needs to hear I'm sorry.

His mind made up, he stood and shook himself dry, then made his way to the well. He stood at the lip, took a deep breath, then jumped bracingly in. the warm blue light swallowed him up, the spit him back out on Kagome's side.

"Well, it's about time he left. I thought the baka really wasn't gonna go this time." Shippo replied from the bushes were he, Sango, and Miroku sat hidden from the hanyou.

"What did you say to him anyway houshi-sama?" Sango asked him suspiciously.

"Nothing that didn't need to be said. He has had a hard time with his thoughts, but as long as he can get Kagome to come back, I really do believe he will be just fine." Sango just stared at him. Lately he had been so well behaved, had she not known him, she would have easily believed he was a true blue pure monk. Maybe, just maybe, he had finally learned to put his hentai ways into a dark corner of his min-

"HENTAI HOUSHI!" or maybe not. Sango turned and slapped him, leaving a fine red mark on his face as she felt a familiar hand on her bottom.

"My dear Sango! I have been good for three days now! Do I not deserve just a tiny reward from-"

"That was no reward! That was taking advantage of my trust! Again!" Sango yelled. Shippo just sat there rolling his eyes at the two quarreling.

I hope Inu-Yasha is having a better time talking to Kagome than these two are getting along.

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Inu-Yasha timidly climbed from the well and out of the well house. He looked around, and when he saw no one, jumped into some of the highest branches. This way he could see who was below him and, more importantly, if Kagome was in her room. She was not in her room, but her scent was close, so he did not bother to leave his branch. Soon enough Kagome entered her room. She went to her desk and seemed to be working on something, but soon stopped and stared at her cat Buyo as he entered the room.

"Hey Buyo. Do you think Inu-Yasha misses me?"

Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Of course I do Kagome! His mind screamed this as he hoped, with more emotion than he was aware of feeling, that she heard his silent thoughts.

"Of course not. He has Kikyo. Why does he need me? She can find the shards, and now he doesn't have to worry about me getting in the way." She gave a bitter laugh as Inu-Yasha's ears flattened to his skull.

I do need you Kagome. You don't understand how much I need you. How precious you are to me and the others. If something happened to you . . . . I'd never forgive myself.

This agonizing game of Kagome insulting herself for Inu-Yasha's benefit continued, Inu-Yasha all the while arguing softly in his head.

I never realized that my words had such an impact on her. Has she always though this way, or is it all my fault? Probably all my fault. She really believes I think so low of her. But I think more highly of her than just about anyone! The only exception being my mother.

Just when Inu-Yasha could take it no longer and was ready to stop her self-destruction, she stopped and turned out the light. When she climbed into bed, Inu-Yasha realized for the first time that night that she had left her window opened. What a second. NIGHT? It had only been noon when he arrived. He was sure of that. Now it was well into the night. How could he not of noticed? He was so busy listened to Kagome degrading herself and silently arguing, he had not paid any attention to his surroundings. He sighed and turned his head back to Kagome and noticed the fresh sent of tears. He groaned inwardly. He hated to see Kagome crying, and now he could not even talk to her otherwise he would allow her to know that he had been there the whole time. If she knew that, well, let's just say he would have preferred to be sat.

When her breathing evened out and became shallow, he knew she was asleep. Silently as an alley cat, he climbed in through the window and did not move for a few minutes. He loved to enter her room. Her scent was everywhere, and it soothed him. With all the strange contraptions in the moonlight, it gave the whole place an unreal look. Finally he turned his attention on the sleeping beauty.

Walking ever so slowly, he lowered himself onto the floor, doggy style. After a few minutes he reached out and gently touched her hair. When she did not stir, he began to run his fingers through the silky curls.

Kagome. . . If only you truly knew how important you really are. To all of us, but to me especially.

As soon as he thought that he leaned down and kissed her lips lightly. His eyes remained closed as he reveled the moment. Her beautiful red lips were so soft and warm . . . he had waited so long for it, and how he had managed to hold off he could no longer remember. All that mattered was that he remembered her taste. After a minute or two, he pulled back and stood up, his eyes still closed. When he opened them he nearly passed out. Kagome lay in her bed like before, only this time she was staringwide-eyed upat him.

Shit.

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Well, well? How do ya like it? Kinda different from my last few chapters, but hey, as long as it works.

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