A/N: Hope you like this chapter. DarkPriestessKikyo I'm glad you are defending Kikyou.

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Chapter V

I love the Rain

He went where his senses are bringing him…running…running with anticipation.

And then suddenly he stopped, seeing her form walking slowly, her head bowed, her hair concealing her eyes.

Kikyou is walking deep in thought. She stopped when she sensed someone is in front of her, slowly she lifted her head to see a hanyou looking at her. His silver hair past waist length, kawaii inu ears on top of his head and his innocent eyes looking at her intently at her. She noticed he has a handsome and wistful visage.

Thunder roared in the sky, following it by flash of lightning crawling in dark night sky. The rain started pouring hard, soaking both of them.

They just stood there starring at each other. Unmoving. the rain still pouring at them. Water running on their faces, their skin making them shivers looking at one another, foreign emotions crawling in their every senses.

The rain soaked her thin clothing making it hug her slim figure, making see what lies underneath. The rain made the same effect on him, his clothes sticking on his lean muscular built.

'She is alive! What shall I do now? Will she push me away like she always did? Why is she is looking at me as if she doesn't know me. Or is she thinking to just put me away of her life? Damn! What now? My heart is beating fast."

'Who is this man? He is a hanyou but cannot sense evilness in him, all I can see in his face is confusion, sadness, happiness, all at once, so strong I cannot comprehend. He is starring at me as if he's bee looking for me for so long.'

She flinched when he moved, so fast she didn't have time to react her bow was dropped on the ground, her eyes widened with surprise as he embrace her tightly. She can feel his warm breath on her nape making her shiver inside. His left arms around her waist, the other behind her back pressing her lovingly against him. She could feel his heart thumping on his chest.

"Kikyou…." he whispered. His voice made her heart beat fast.

She blushed realizing this. He is a stranger and a man! Embracing her! Kami sama! This feeling is foreign to her. He is the first man to ever touch her. (A/N: at least in her memory and in truth he is the first one.) She stiffened and he felt it, he let her go

"Kikyou, you're alive! Alive again, I do not know why and what happened to you, and this time I would not let anything happen to you, I will protect you. And will never leave you Kikyou. I promise I won't. I will never loose you again. Never again!"

Kikyou admired the way he made his vow to her, thinking that he must have loved her a long time and lost her (he sounds he has been) did she love him also? Did she love this…this hanyou? A blush crawled to her face, thinking herself loving a man, and thinking someone truly cared for her.

He r eyes softened, looking at him, but she realized she cannot remember him.

"I..I'm sorry, but I do not know you…maybe you are just confused right now, you are a hanyou but I do not sense evilness in you and if you desired the jewel that I have, the least I could do is to spare your life…"

Before she could turn around a hand gripped her wrist gently but firm sending her messagr, telling her to stay.

'What happened to her? Had she forgotten about me? I know she is the type of person who is serious but this is not a joke. She couldn't have forgotten everything about me. About US! I could see that she is alive once again, warm, breathing, blood running through her veins but her memory! Has it been all washed out? She could not remember me. Who could have done this to her?'

"Kikyou, What happened to you?"

"I am sorry but I don't have an idea either I just woke up one day remembering nothing. Many are calling me Kikyou but they are saying also that she is already dead 50 years ago. It couldn't be me. You must all be mistaken!" she tugged her arms back but he would not let go.

"Kikyou, the one they are calling Kikyou, the priestess who died 50 years ago, it was.. it was you!" she now succeded to free her hand from his grip.

"No! How can it be me? I'm alive, there is no way she is me! If she is me, how can I be standing here alive!"

She is stubborn, it didn't make sense at all, she is just an ordinary girl who forgot her memory. She isn't alive 50 years ago. It could be, but no, she insisted. Her mind is whirling with confusion. Her head ached a bit making her hand reach her temples.

Inuyasha is persistent to make her remember. Remember him, her, their love. "Kikyou, don't you remember me? Please remember Kikyou, It's me Inuyasha! The hanyou you sealed in a tree 50 years ago, the hanyou that once desired to be a youkai, the hanyou who lo….." he stopped at he reaction.

"I…NU…YA…SHA…" her eyes widened, the moment she speaks his name flashes of memories rushed to her head, remembering her own voice calling the same name. The pain in her head becomes unbearable, it feels like something is piercing though it with unseen needles. She collapsed but before her body reached the ground, two strong masculine arms circled her waist, catching her.

"Kikyou, what happened to you?" he lifted her lover's carry.

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Inuyasha is now carrying the unconscious Kikyou in his arms, warm and delicate, he could smell her scent, that scent, that is still lingering through him. She looks angelic and innocent. He is always admiring her beauty,

Others may see her beauty comparable with Kagome, but it is far more than eyes could see. She cannot be compared with just anyone. She is more beautiful, no, she is the most beautiful. Anyone could have mistaken her an angel from heaven, her looks, very appealing to any eyes that laid at her.

The first time he saw her, he found her interesting, he had never seen anyone like her before, her ways of living, how she laughed with the village children, how she treated them as if everyone has the right to be loved. Even him, a hanyou, despised by both human and demons. She amazed him how effortlessly she managed to make him fall in love with her. Her simplicity and humbleness makes her more perfect for him, making him fall even more in love with her. Yet he can't protect her, he let her die just like that, but not anymore. She is with him now, no one will take her away from him.

'I'll better look for a place to shelter both of us. She needs warmth, she needs to change clothes quickly or she'll be sick, I could not let it happen to her.'

He blushed at the thought. Changing her clothes? He shook it away and went to the house he found not far from the village. It was secluded without neighbors near it. He entered and no one is around. He could smell her scent here.

'Is this her house? What a coincidence? I could smell her every scent here'

He saw futon lying on the floor its blanket being put away as if someone has just went off from it, he laid her there and make a fire in the hearth. He looked for clothes for Kikyou, he opened a cabinet and found lots of miko clothings. (A/N: It's Lia and Lea's)

He get one and went where Kikyou lay.

Upon seeing her unconscious face and her wet clothes… he blushed and swallowed hard.

"This isn't going to be easy…"

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It was hard not to look, he tried but if he do it will be harder for him for his skin is more sensitive than his eyes, feeling her without seeing is more dangerous for him. (A/N: )

It is also hard not to blush every time his skin made contact with hers. Her pale soft ivory skin enticing. Some thoughts would creep up into his head and he would shake it away.

'Damn!' he told himself his blood is rising. Even in her sleep she looks alluring. Without effort she is making him want her, to touch her, kiss her, possess her as his own. His heart is beating fast. He ached for the need of her, only her. It is so hot suddenly as if the temperature is rising, perspiration forming on his forehead. He hadn't thought this would be hard.

At last he finished, he brought the quilt above her neck chest and hurriedly he went outside. He was once again wet with rain, showering abouve her. He looked up and closed his eyes. Even if it is raining hard, she couldn't feel the coldness it should be making on his skin. He is burning with desire. Anyone, whoever, hanyou or not hanyou, he is still a man and he loves the unconscious woman inside. Even if his will couldn't do anything to stop his burning passion. He loved her. His Kikyou.

'I'm not going to let anything happen to you, I will protect you. I promise. I will not let you die again. I will not let Naraku have you. No one will tear us apart Kikyou. No one.'

He lingered there for a few more minutes, thinking, before entering the house.

He found her sleeping peacefully, her breathing calm, like a baby sleeping in a cradle, safe and secured. He kneeled beside her looking at her sleeping form.

"I do not know what happened to you or what made you forget about me. I'll make you remember everything. I will keep you safe. Your mind might forget about me but never your heart."

He keeps starring at her. Her closed eyes, her perfect nose, her moist crimson-colored lips. So inviting, so hard to resist. He bent down above her closed his eyes and locked his lips with hers. He stayed there for moment lingering at the feeling it is bringing him. He could have stayed there forever but she would not permit it. He finally let go her lips. Then saw her lips move upon the lost of contact, and smiled upon hearing his name

escape her lips.

"Inuyasha……"

to be continued….

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