A/N: Gomen, minna! Work has been keeping me so busy, plus I'm searching for a new job. I just had blood work done, and I'm waiting on the results. My doctor thinks I may have Rheumatoid arthritis, which is common in my family. It hurts to draw, and it hurts to type. Please bare with me, I love you all. My dearest friend LuClipse85 (love you much, 'nee-san) sent me this song a little while back and I fell in love with it. I hope you all enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or it's respective characters. They belong to Rumiko Takahashi-san.

I also do not own the song "Crucify My Love", which is by the group X Japan.

Crucify My Love

Violins played an intro to a lilting tune. Long slender fingers glided gracefully over the black and white keys of a grand piano, the pianist's head bent in concentration as he played out the melody he had come to know so well. The pianist also knew that something was missing, despite how beautiful the song sounded as it was. His heart began to ache as he remembered something else that was missing. The image of a beautiful woman in a snow-white uchikake as she completed "san-san-kudo" entered his mind and his hands faltered ever so slightly. The image was washed away by a gravesite, her favorite flowers laying in front of the headstone. His hands faltered again, this time much more noticeably.

"I am sorry, my friends. I can't seem to keep it together today." The man announced, closing the cover over the Ivory keys and bowing. "Please forgive me."

"It's all right, Miroku. We know it's getting close to that day, we understand." A red-haired woman replied. "We don't have to practice for a few days if you need some time to yourself."

"Thank you, Ayame." Miroku replied, "I should be fine, I just need to rest for today. Tomorrow at the same time, everyone."

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Later that night, Miroku found himself looking through his wife's keepsakes again. It was nearly a year since she had died of pneumonia. His sweet, sweet Sango. Sometimes, he was certain he still felt her soft hand upon his shoulder if he got too depressed. He had to go on living; he had promised her that he wouldn't give up on life. With her dying breath, her one wish was that he continued playing the piano for her, because she would be listening. Always listening for that haunting sound that she found so attractive. Miroku pulled out a small wooden chest with Sango's name engraved on the lid. He hadn't dared look in the chest since she died. She had told him this was where she put her dreams and her deepest thoughts.

Tentatively, he pulled open the lid to find hundreds of tiny pieces of paper with her beautiful handwriting all over them. Amidst all the tiny papers, there was a piece of notebook paper. On instinct, Miroku grabbed for it. There was a heading at the very top that read "Crucify My Love". His eyes widened at the title, it was the same as the title of the song he had written for the piano and dedicated to Sango. His eyes wandered over the words on the paper, and suddenly he knew what his song was missing. His wife had left with him with the missing element, and for that he was moved deeply.

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Two days passed and not a person had heard from Miroku. Ayame glanced over at her fiancée who was going to stand in for Miroku as their pianist. She knew Kouga was good, but it wouldn't be the same without their blue-eyed friend.

"I wish he was here, though I can hardly blame him." Ayame whispered softly. "Today is the anniversary of Sango's death, it would be too much to ask of him to play."

"I just can't believe she's already been gone for so long. It seems like yesterday she was in the recording studio with us, humming to the tune." Added Kagome, getting out her violin.

"Wait!"

"Miroku!" Ayame shouted, running up to him. "It's okay, you don't have to be here. Kouga's going to stand in for you."

"I do need to be here, Ayame." Miroku said softly and turned to Kouga. "But I would like you to play my part in Crucify My Love for me."

"I don't know, Miroku. That song –"

"I've found what was missing in it. I need you to play the piano so I can sing!" Miroku said, his eyes pleading with Kouga.

"I'll do it."

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They played the concert to a packed theater hall. The lights dimmed down except for spotlights on the musicians. Miroku stood up from his seat at the grand piano and walked over to the microphone on stage.

"Thank you all for coming. We have one last song we'd like to play for you. It's the song I wrote and dedicated to my wife after she died." Miroku closed his eyes and smiled, "There is an interesting story to that. I was looking through Sango's keepsakes, and I found a piece of notebook paper that had the words 'crucify my love' at the very top. It was dated the same day that she went into the hospital, a full month before she passed on and two before I wrote the melody of the same name. She had written the lyrics to the song long before I made the melody. She's given me another gift. Thank you, my dearest Sango."

Ayame and Kagome began their violin intro, and Kouga's fingers hit their keys as Miroku began to sing…

Crucify my love
If my love is blind
Crucify my love
If it sets me free
Never know Never trust
"That love should see a color"
Crucify my love
If it should be that way

Swing the heartache
Feel it inside out
When the wind cries
I'll say goodbye
Tried to learn Tried to find
To reach out for eternity
Where's the answer
Is this forever

The spotlight upon Miroku faded, giving him an eerie glow as he began the next verse. His heart pouring into the lyrics, losing himself to the song.

Like a river flowing to the sea
You'll be miles away, and I will know
I know I can deal with the pain
No reason to cry

Crucify my love
If my love is blind
Crucify my love
If it sets me free
Never know Never trust
"That love should see a color"
Crucify my love
If it should be that way

As the audience watched, a ghostly figure appeared in the light next to Miroku. It stepped in close, as if to sing along side him. Her chocolate eyes the most prominent thing, so sad and full of caring.

'Til the loneliness shadows the sky
I'll be sailing down and I will know
I know I can clear clouds away
Oh, Is it a crime to love?

Swing the heartache
Feel it inside out
When the wind cries
I'll say goodbye
Tried to learn Tried to find
To reach out for eternity
Where's the answer
Is this forever

Not a person could explain what happened as the last verse came up. A sweet, female voice filled the air and harmonized with Miroku. The figure placed her hand over Miroku's on the microphone and she smiled at everyone.

If my love is blind
Crucify my love
If it sets me free
Never know Never trust
"That love should see a color"
Crucify my love
If it should be that way

The figure turned to Miroku as the song ended. Even though she was nearly transparent now, the light seemed to reflect off tears in her eyes. Miroku reached out the wipe them away, and she faded in the light. In the silence of the theater hall, her last words could be heard…

"I love you…"