Sesshomaru's POV
I watched them both charge out of the room completely stunned.
It worked, it actually worked!
I looked at my brother his eyes were filled with glee.
He grinned at me. "She's back." And raced after them.
I started after him but froze. She has her memories back. She knows all of the horrible things I've done to her and her friends.
I shook my head and slowly made my way after them. I guess it doesn't matter now. I felt the bond pulling me towards her and smiled. Even if she rejects me I'll always know that she's mine.
Kagome's POV
I chased him into the courtyard where he spun around to face me. I slowed to a walk never taking my eyes off of him.
"What is it with you and courtyards?"
He shrugged. "Easier to get away if I run into...problems."
I smirked. "If you think for one second that I'll let you get away with this you are seriously mistaken."
He nodded once. "No, out of all of my...mistakes you will be the one to finish me." He grinned. "But that won't be today."
I growled at him, my aura swirling around me. "You won't live to see another day."
He shrugged and his tentacles shimmered into view. "We'll see about that."
I snarled and lunged for him, he quickly dodged and disappeared. "You may be a full demon now Kagome, but you are untrained and have no idea what you can do."
I felt my heart sink. He was right, I could feel my power but I had no idea what to do with it. I clenched my fists at my sides, my hatred for him growing. "I don't care."
I spun around to face him, my eyes burning. I could see that Inuyasha had caught up and was standing behind Naraku with his sword drawn.
I grinned. "You're right." Naraku eyed me warily. "I don't know anything about being a demon, but I don't need to."
Inuyasha grinned and raised his sword. I could feel the energy of it and darted out of its path. Naraku turned just in time to see the sword coming down.
"You won't get away this time! Windscar!"
There was a flash of burning light from his sword then nothing. I opened my eyes slowly. He was gone. I looked down at where he was standing and my blood started to boil. In his place was a broken wooden doll.