An hour had passed and Kagome's eyes began to open. She felt warm and oddly safe, but then she remembered what had happened to get her here.
Flashback
"...I just don't see you enough. With you dancing, doing archery, and helping at the shrine... I think we should call it off." The man siting in front of her seemed to have no regrets and was smiling sympathetically at her.
"Call it off? But... we've sent everything out and my mother even reserved the place we were talking about. How can we call it off? I was willing to wait for you when you were gone for two months training for your martial arts tournament. How can you say that you are not willing to wait for me after all of the things we have gone through?" she tasted salt and only after glancing out the window and catching a glimpse of her reflection, did she realize she was crying.
"Kagome. I have something to tell you." He held out his hand and she took it, taking it as a sign that he was reconsidering what he had just said.
"You know I have known you since we were freshmen in high school, and told you that I loved you when we were seniors? Well, I lied. I didn't think so then, but I realize it now. I went looking for something, and found it, but you are not what I need. Not what I want." He grasped the object clinging desperately to the ring finger of her left hand, and with a slight tug, the engagement ring came off, to rest in his palm. "Kikyo is the one for me, not you."
Hearing those words cut her to her very core. Kikyo. Kikyo had been her best friend before college, but she had turned into a backstabbing slut, willing to do anything for what she wanted.
Standing swiftly, her coffee cup shattered along with her heart and she left, running to the rain for comfort.
End Flashback
Kagome curled up into a ball, tears springing anew. How could she not have seen it? He had been growing distant, hardly calling, and cutting any actual conversations short with the excuse of having a meeting at work. Digging her head into the pillow she let all of her hurt drain from her body, and emptied herself of all emotion before falling back asleep.
Inuyasha had woken to the sound and smell of the girl's tears. She looked so much like Kikyo, yet somehow softer. And while Kikyo reeked of dark intentions, this girl seemed pure, almost untouched. He could smell the fading sent of a demon on her flesh, and so it shocked him to no end when that smell completely vanished, leaving behind only the smell of her. Looking over, Inuyasha almost fell over when he saw her. The girl's hair was spread out over the pillow like an obsidian halo, and she seemed to be glowing slightly pink. Moving closer, he found a shield had formed over her body, and seemed to shine brightest between her breasts. Right over her heart. She must have been hurt terribly for her powers to come out without any training. He was drawn to the mystery that surrounded her and for some odd reason, while he had only met, well not really even met her, a few hours ago, he felt like she had been sent. She was to be his black haired angel.
Thank you so much for sticking with this story long enough to get to the second chapter. You might not be able to tell, but this is my first fanfiction, so I hope it lives up to expectations. Sorry the chapters are so short, but I have stuff to do and if I made them as long as I wanted, then you would not get them until next year. Thank you to SilverCrystal Thorns and Fiery demon Fox. You two are my only reviewers so far, and I was waiting for some news on if the story was a flop or not. Thanx again!