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Story Five: Ghosts?
Featuring: Inuyasha and Kikyo
Song: My Chemical Romance: Ghost of You

I never, said I'd sit and lie in wait forever
If I died we'd be together now
I can't always just forget her
But she could try

Inuyasha Taisho looked over the cheap melamine table at the one girl he loved, Kikyo Higurashi. She elegantly sipped on her bubble tea. Delicate fingers clasping the drinks container, so pale against the dark liquid, yet now her hands didn't hold the same meaning for him, none of her did anymore. He had been waiting for her; she had gone on an exchange to the U.S.A. for the past year and now she was back, but it didn't feel the way he had expected it to, it felt empty. She hadn't greeted him excitedly, she seemed so off-hand. Maybe they would be better to spilt; she was going back to America again for a year of study. He crossed his arms and leaned into the worn cherry-red vinyl seat. He hadn't moved on because he head held the hope they might make it, but with Kikyo's return, he felt that hope slipping.

Well, At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I?
Should I?

She just seemed to keep taking more and more trips, to visit South Korea in grade 12, European tour in between high school and college, and now, these trips to North America, Inuyasha wondered if she would ever get back and say that she no longer cared to travel. He had once known her secrets and her fears but now, Inuyasha wasn't so sure.

"You finished?" he asked her nonchalantly.

"No." She replied somewhat icily and sipped her drink some more. All he felt was stupid because her cup was see-through. 'Idiot' he mentally slapped himself.

And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the ghosts that are ever going to haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I?
Should I?

She finally finished her drink and they strolled along the road. All the shops, all the spots they used to hang out with their friends. The place they first kissed, first fought, hell, first met even. Inuyasha stuck his hands in his jean pockets and fell into step with her, admiring her cool beauty from a distance now.

Ever...
Get the feeling that you're never
All alone and I remember now
At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies
She dies!

He held her, her shoulder was bleeding so much, and no matter what he did he couldn't stop it. She gave him a weak smile and then collapsed. At that second the villagers rounded the corner. "Look, he killed the priestess. Get him." He carefully laid her down before he jumped and alighted to the buildings. An arrow pierced him through the chest and he turned to see the one who shot it. It was Kikyo's younger sister Kagome. "You let her die, you are a monster." She repeated over and over while she cried so hard that her tears became blood and…

Inuyasha sat up in bed, gasping, that had to be the weirdest dream ever, yet some parts had felt so real. He had felt the weight of Kikyo's body and how the warmth melted away as she grew weak, felt the stinging pain of the arrow. His mother's voice reached him. "Inuyasha, it is too late for you to be sleeping, I brought you lunch, come and get it while it is still warm." He rolled out of bed and almost tripped over his pajama bottoms so desperate was he for food.

Well, At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I?
Should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me

Inuyasha walked to Kikyo's house, for yet another farewell party. Why did he always have to say goodbye? He could clearly picture her before her first trip on their last date. She had smiled so much; he had some pictures on his bulletin board from that night. She had truly looked alive, now she looked cold. "What happened to you Kikyo?" He mused and headed up the short path from the road to her door.

Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I?
Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me

Everyone seemed so happy, a mass of moving objects, that's all they were. Putting on faces and smiling, pretending and lying, it made him sick. Inuyasha sat on the couch, a half-empty beer in his hand. Kikyo was mingling with the crowd, absorbing all the attention lavished on her. She hung around another guy in particular. He was tall and dark haired. Crimson eyes shot him a look of utter contempt.

If I fall…
If I fall…
(Down)

By now the party was just a drunk party, He still held the beer, having lost all urges to drink. He was about to tip it up to his lips but stopped, there was Kikyo, making out with that crimson eyed guy. Inuyasha's eyes widened and the beer fell from his hands and crashed on the floor. Nobody noticed as the beer landed or as someone shot up and left.

Wooaawoahoa...

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I?
Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna...

He ran to nowhere, he didn't know where he was going, he didn't care, so long as his heart would stop beating so hard. Maybe he could find peace. When he stopped to look he was at the shrine where Kikyo's family lived, she had moved out a long time ago. He bent over a stone bench and let his emotions overtake him.

Someone kneeled beside him, lithe arms wrapped around his midriff. A soft scent of jasmine and vanilla crept into his nose. "Its going to be ok, I'm so sorry for what she did."