And this is the end of my short little story! It was something that came to mind ages ago and had to write down. It's been fun diverting into a different category of writing and I enjoyed delving into certain topics that I had while I watched this show. Now, it's not to say that what I write is true since everyone has a different opinion on who Inuyasha loved more. Personally, I don't believe the love that Inuyasha has for either woman can compare on the same level to each other because he loved them both for different reasons.
Inuyasha will always have a special place in my heart seeing as though it was one of the first anime's I ever watched and still to this very day is my absolute favorite. I hope you guys feel the same if you're taking the time to read this but overall thank you for stumbling upon this short fan fic.
Ness
Chapter 8 Epilogue
"Are you sure you're feeling better?" Sango asked doubtfully as I stood up on my own. I nodded feeling fine after a day of recovery. She of course didn't believe me and hovered over me until I walked outside.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me." She gave me an 'are you kidding me' look while I just laughed. I needed to change out of Inuyasha's robe that way he didn't start whining about it and besides I needed to see if the blood stain disappeared from my clothing. "We need to go back on our search."
"The search can wait until you're a hundred percent better." She quipped. Inuyasha suddenly appeared in front of us holding my bag in hand with one eyebrow raised.
"Why are you up?" His voice held no humor, a serious look crossing his features and I moaned, exhaling heavily.
"Not you too." He handed Sango my bag and held my arm gingerly with his hand, his face softening up. It was hard to believe that it was Inuyasha standing before me. He was usually so harsh and cold that this kind side of him was nice to see once in a while, especially now.
"You should be resting."
"I did!" I defended myself. "All of yesterday! I don't want to be in bed anymore."
"Stop being stubborn." He protested while rolling his eyes clearly not pleased with my response. If I left it to them they'd all strap me to a futon and not let me leave for a month until they considered me fully recovered.
"Look who's talking." He snorted walking to the opposite side of the hut while dragging me gently with him.
"Well I usually am fine. My body's built differently."
I just saved the argument and followed him slowly through the green grass until we reached an open garden. It had tall trees and flowers everywhere that it felt pleasant being surrounded by them.
"Oh wow…" I breathed kneeling by the pale pink flowers. They were beautiful and smelled amazing, a mixture of sweet but not sweet enough to burn the nose.
"When you got struck with your arrow, I wasn't sure what to do." He admitted breaking the silence and I turned to look at him, rubbing the petals in between my fingers. "It was my worst nightmares all over again." He sat beside me, his hands between his legs holding him up.
"No one expected him to send it right back at me." He shook his head, his gaze on the flowers now.
"I know I didn't want you to die." He confessed timidly. "What Sakurya said…" He trailed off and I cringed, returning my gaze to the flowers in front of me. "It wasn't supposed to be said out loud." I laughed dryly at the irony and agreed.
"I can imagine."
"It's not what you think though. It's just I didn't want someone throwing what I felt out there for everyone to know." He growled, his fingers digging at the ground in response to his anger. He wasn't good at feelings—let alone voicing them—that much I knew. "It wasn't supposed to happen like that."
I just shrugged like nothing because I wasn't feeling anything at the moment. I wasn't happy or mad or sad. It was a topic I wanted to avoid for the time being but one look at Inuyasha's face warned me that that wouldn't be the case.
"It's over with." He cast his dark golden stare towards me stunning me and making me lose focus.
"The answer isn't what you think, Kagome. I'm sorry I didn't say anything." He whispered his intense gaze not removing from me. He was scrutinizing me, his eyes trying to tell me something.
Isn't what I think? Sakurya had mentioned that the answer could change my perspective when I knew who he loved more. He knew I wouldn't want to know the answer if I was upset and he used that against me. Before I lost consciousness I remember Inuyasha's eyes holding fear and panic; he let down all his guard and when we had kissed…it was different then the first time. His lips moved as if he were trying to express something to me. Recalling the bad dream I had while I was blacked out everything slowly pieced together. I suddenly knew who he loved more. I smiled and stood up, feeling the wetness in my eyes as I tried to hold them back. I really have to stop crying.
"Kago—" Inuyasha shot to his feet like a firecracker but jolted when I jumped onto my toes and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. When I pulled back, he was stunned. His bright gold eyes were wide, his eyebrows arched, and his mouth…that might as well been on the floor from how low it hung. I giggled and he snapped out of it.
"I'm going to change." I sang watching a pink blush form over his cheeks when his eyes raked over me once, noticing I was in his robe still. I walked away humming a sweet melody that came to my mind. It sounded like a lullaby and I took a deep breath ignoring the sharp pain in my lower abdomen that cried at the action.
Sango had my uniform laid out for me. She explained how long it took her to get all the blood out before it dried. Shrugging into my shirt softly, Shippo leapt into my arms while clutching at my chest gently with relief.
"We were all so scared, Kagome." He cried and I smiled, kissing his head.
"It's all okay now, Shippo." He nodded, wiping his eyes.
"All of us, especially Inuyasha, are glad you're still with us!" Miroku peered into the hut, surprisingly with his hand over his eyes. What exactly happened while I was unconscious?
"Are we ready to go?" He asked and I stood up, holding onto Shippo.
"Yep!" Slipping on my shoes, I walked out, the sun shining brightly as everyone smiled at me. The journey was far from over and as if by response the shards in my pocket pulsed.
"Hurry up will ya?" Inuyasha huffed impatiently.
"Will you leave her alone?" Sango demanded. "She's still not fully recovered."
"Feh," I rolled my eyes taking hold of my bow tightly.
"You're so inconsiderate sometimes." I sighed and Inuyasha crossed his arms.
"Excuse me?"
I walked past him purposely, seeing him take offense to that. "You're excused."
"Why you—"
"Yes?" I questioned with a raised eyebrow, standing on my toes to test him.
"It hasn't even been a day and they're already at it." Shippo said mindlessly, climbing onto Miroku's back to watch the performance of the day.
"Are you really surprised?"
"You're such a pain." Inuyasha muttered and I felt a small anger flare inside of me as I pushed my fists onto my hips.
"Says the dope!"
"You're the dope!"
"No you!" We heard chuckles behind us.
"Well I don't know about you, but I for one am glad I'll hear them like this for a longer time." Sango commented, giggling into her hand, while holding Kilala. Everyone seemed to agree and waited for me to decide how to end this with Inuyasha.
I smirked and his cocky smile faltered knowing where I was going. "Kagome n—"
"Inuyasha," I sang joyously at the familiar feeling.
"Eh?" His voice tinged with fear as he took a step back, his palms up facing me.
"Sit boy!" The beads yanked on his neck and I heard a yelp before a crash to the ground. I looked down to see Inuyasha face first into the grass and I laughed because this is who we were.
"Why you." He groaned. I pivoted on my heel and resumed walking towards the others feeling awfully happy. Inuyasha wasn't good with feelings and I've accepted that, but when we were speaking in the forest just before, he in his own way told me how he felt. He had subliminally given me the answer to the question that haunted me for such a long time now.
There was no way to deny that Inuyasha loved Kikyo and still does now but I've come to the understanding that perhaps his love is different for both of us. We're both two different people and he fell in love with both of us for different reasons.
Inuyasha loved me and even though there was a huge chance I won't hear him say it as often or ever hear him confess it from his own direct lips that he cares for me greatly, I know that the answer to that question was me. Yes, he still loved Kikyo but he showed me in that kiss while I was bleeding that he'd learn to love me to a potential he didn't comprehend. He had apologized to me back there in the forest for keeping it a secret from me.
The silent answer made me feel completely at ease and although I couldn't promise to get over my jealousy, I finally had my answer. I felt once again secure of his love for me. I turned my head slightly, seeing Inuyasha's head above the ground as he coughed exaggeratedly. There was a small snarl on his lips before our eyes met and I watched it turn into a smile. I giggled like a child knowing that every moment by his side would be a moment I cherished.
We might not have a normal relationship but then again there isn't anything normal about a human and a half-demon. We'd keep learning from each other and caring for one another during this long journey until we could finally defeat Naraku. Until then, we had a lot more waiting for us. My smile widened as I motioned for him to follow us.
"Hurry Inuyasha or we'll leave you!" I heard him mutter sarcastically about what great friends we all were, causing me to pinch his arms.
"Hey what was that for!"
I ignored him, walking beside him towards the others as we looked ahead. It seemed like a small gesture but I felt at home right where I was standing. Thank you, Inuyasha I thought silently and as if he heard me he lowered his head to look at me, his eyes filled with love, and smiled affectionately in return.
