AN: So... it's been a while. Yes, I am aware of this. I've been busy and... haven't felt like writing... at all. Sorry. But I'm back, and hopefully I'll be able to finish before I have another major case of writer's block. So, without further adue, here you have it!

The Fire Bearer 2- Seperating Souls

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Chapter 4- Crying

Sesshomaru stared at his father with a blank expression. How long had it been now? Almost 200 years? 200 years since he had seen the man, since he had cared to see the man, and now he was sitting right in front of him.

He couldn't think of anything to say. What could he say? They had fought and argued over so many trivial things that Sesshomaru had since gone back on. He looked at his mate laying on a cot near him, sleeping evenly. He had been so against the idea of demons being with humans 200 years ago, and thought his father a fool, only to follow in his same footsteps. He had been naive then, so young. Now he needed to own up to his discrepencies.

He opened his mouth to speak, only to be cut off by the deep voice of the man across from him.
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She was out there in the rain somewhere. She wasn't too far, because he could still smell her over the husky scent of the rain. She was near and yet... not near enough. Someone so... fragile, so... beautiful, shouldn't be alone.

And yet, he knew she wasn't fragile. He could feel the burning of her aura whenever she was near, and it was alluring. Somehow he felt that burning in himself now. It truely felt as though a part of her had become a part of him, which it had. The monk had explained to them what had happened the best he could. Their souls were in the spirit world, her's in a special place, and his simply floating around and waiting for the process of reincarnation to take its place.

Their souls had crossed, intertwining until one was no different from the other. They were each other, not phsyically, but in essence. He couldn't know what she was thinking or anything like that, but they were connected on a level no one could ever understand. He could take in his scent and smell her's intermingled with it, as was the same with her scent. It was oddly fulfilling.

After the monk had explained this, she had left the hut and hadn't returned. It had been daylight then, and the rain hadn't started. She had barely spoken during the time she had been there; she had been too shooken up to do much of anything. She hadn't returned for dinner, or even for desert, but no one seemed to be worried. Perhaps this was something normal with her, and they were simply used to it by now.

His ears twitched in the direction of the sleeping forms in the room as his wings fluttered. Something else he now had in common with the girl. He was a Dog, and she was a Phoenix, and now they were a little of both. They were hybrid demons, of neither race. It made his blood boil at the thought that he was no longer as regal as he had once been, but it soothed him none of the less.

The only people left awake were himself and his eldest son, Sesshomaru. He didn't know what to say to him, it had been too long. They hadn't left the relationship on the best of terms, and he blamed himself. He had failed his son. He hadn't been there enough to raise him in the manner he would have liked, and he had become cold hearted and distant.

There was a tension between them, and he could feel it. He wanted to apologize for how he had been, and how he had practically given up hope on him ever changing. He had been wrong. His human mate was the evidence of the fact that his son was not at all as he had percieved.

"She's a lovely woman," he had told him, and he could hear the hitch in his son's breath.

Sesshomaru followed his eyes over to the sleeping form of Rin, sighing softly. "Yes... she is," he said, nodding his head before looking at the man again. "I never told you before... but Izayoi was a lovely woman as well."

Inu no Taisho's eyes turned to his son, staring at him for a long moment before nodding his head. "Thank you," he told him, and that was all that needed to be said. They both knew what they meant, they both could hear the long overdue "I'm sorry"s hidden beneath their words, and they no longer needed to continue.

Inu no Taishou turned his eyes back to the slit between the door frame and the flap of fabric that served as a door. He searched the limited amount of the outside for the girl, but the only motion came from animals still searching for places to escape from the rain.

Sesshomaru stared at his father for a long time, watching him never take his eyes away from the doorway. "There's a very complicated history between them."

"What?" Inu no Taishou asked as he looked back at his eldest song.

"Between InuYasha and Kagome," he explained. "There's a history that goes back even before the beginning of her life."

"Kagome... the girl..." Inu no Taishou whispered. He had heard her name many times, but not until now, in the middle of the night, coming from his lips, did he realize how perfect it was for her. "What kind of history?"

"A history of ever kind."

"What do you mean?" he asked in confusion. He had seen the interaction between the two earlier that day, and he wanted to know what had brought such a thing on. What was their story?

Sesshomaru stared at him for a long moment before sighing, shaking his head. "It's a very complicated matter and I don't believe it is my place to say," he said.

Inu no Taishou nodded his head, sighing. "I understand," he told his son. He looked outside again, and without another word got up and walked outside.
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Kagome sat in the Goshinboku, staring at the surrounding forest. Rain dripped down her face and body, and splashed whenever her lips parted to sigh or sob. He could smell the saltiness of her tears mingling with the earthy smell of the rain. It was a horrible scent, and he couldn't help but want to console her and make it go away. But he couldn't.

He walked over and stared up at her for the longest time. Even in the cold rain, heat radiated from her body, though he could only assume that it did the same from his own body. Her aura flooded the surrounding area, as though searching for something. He hid his so she'd never know he was there.

He walked forward and sat silently under the thick branches, directly under her. This was as close as he was going to get to her, and he knew it. He savored it. He held onto it and let it mull over in his mind and heart. This was as close as he was going to get to her.

This was as close as he was going to get to her...
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He was somewhere. In a forest somewhere. He couldn't be any more sure than that. He couldn't be sure of anything at the moment. His golden eyes were ringed red, and he felt like he could lose it at any moment. His mucles clenched and trembled, his claws randomly gauging anything around him- trees, bushes, the ground, maybe even a creature or two.

His mind was so mucked up that he didn't even know what he was. His feet moved without his permission. A cry escaped his lips as his foot caught on something, sending him crashing to the ground. He layed there, in the dirt, his foot throbbing and body shaking. But he couldn't move.

He clawed at the dirt desperately, as though it would show him the answer. He didn't even know the question. Turning over, he stared up at the cloud covered sky, expecting to see rain falling from it. But there was none.

He reached up to his face, wiping off his cheek before staring at his fingers. The dirt was mingled with something wet. His tears. He had been crying. What had he been crying about? He didn't know. He just didn't know.

He was something different. Different from what he had been, what he had wanted to be. Maybe he was exactly what he wanted to be.

His body was numb. He couldn't move. A shadow passed over him, but he payed no attention to it. Not until it had covered him completely. Eyes stared down at him, but he didn't move. He didn't want to. Not until the hands were around his throat and it was too late.

AN: And there it is. Isn't it lovely? I believe it's very lovely. I hope to update a little sooner next time. Winter break is coming up after this week, so I should have the free time to do it. I hope at least. Anyway, I'm done talking. But as always, make sure to read my other stories and enjoy this one. Bye!

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