Disclaimer: Inuyasha I don't own. This story I do.
_Mistake 4_
Running is never going to be enough but he knows he can't stop, doesn't know how much longer he can survive. Can feel the pain settle deep down in his bones. Everything was gone, everything.
His hope, his love, his future.
He can still feel the warmth of her blood on his fingertips, still hears the soft, lub dub of her heart as it slowed and stopped. Would never forget the softly worded terms of endearment spilling forth from blood covered lips.
He couldn't blame this on the New Moon, he should have know better.
When it came to her , he should have fucking known better.
Continuing to run had been the worst idea, they should have stayed low and regrouped. He knew a fight would soon break out; he was being followed and Tetsusaiga would not transform tonight, so striking quickly would be the only way. Waiting for the soft footsteps to get closer , Inuyasha had quickly swiveled and in one fluid motion had struck the person directly in the center.
It wasn't until he heard the soft whimpers did he realize that he had single-handedly destroyed his future.
...Kagome….
When he was just a boy, life had taken it upon itself to show him how unrelenting it could be. Every day had been a battle for survival. As of yesterday Inuyasha would have been the first to tell you that any and all lessons that life could possible teach he had been through and survived. It was only with love that he had faltered; had learned much later that there was a major difference between loving someone and being IN love with someone. A big difference between wanting and NEEDING someone.
He had been foolish to think that life was done with him. How foolish indeed.