Title: Little Miracle

Characters: Most of them

Genre: Angst/Romance

Warning: Character death

Author note: Okay well I haven't exactly added much to the story, but I was re-reading it and it seemed a little short and everything so I thought I might extend it a bit. Plus my writing style has changed a little since I wrote it so I thought I'd update.

The sound of the panic stricken voice caused a different silver haired demon to turn in her direction, his hand tightening around his weapon though the golden gaze saw no demons or anything within the vicinity to cause such panic. A faintly puzzled look crossed his face in that moment before it was gone; it was then that he heard her calling the name of his half-brother. So that was the reason for her panic.

"Inuyasha! You idiot answer me!" Kagome called out to him, her voice was now almost frantic and she was no longer able to hide the panic that filled it as she ran. Tears streamed unchecked down her cheeks and almost blinded her vision, slipping and tripping as she went through the battlefield looking for him. I need to find him, the thought moving through her mind like a mantra.

It wasn't as easy as she'd thought. The ground and bodies were covered in a mix of red and black and a soft cry escaped her lips as she slipped on a slick blood soaked patch and crashed to her knees. A soft whimper escaping her at the bone-jarring crash, scrambling up she continued on her search, unaware of a different demon that was showing some interest in her search.

Finally she saw the red clothing though what met her tear-filled eyes made her want to cry anew. She dropped to her knees at his side unable to comprehend what she was seeing, it couldn't be true… Inuyasha couldn't be dead.

His body was ravaged from the fight against Naraku and though the fire rat kimono had attempted to protect him, it was still only material despite its special properties and it had torn under the brunt of Naraku's attacks. A number of cuts sliced their way over his body, marring his skin and puncture wounds through his body where the poisonous tentacles had speared him. Blood pooled around his body, soaking into the ground and staining his skin and the long silver hair.

Tetsusaiga was still gripped in his hand despite everything and snapping out of her daze that could have been the beginning of shock she reached out a shaking hand. Brushing the hair away from his neck before the fingers searched for his pulse at his throat. Despite the huge blood loss and him being so still he wasn't necessarily dead… he was always telling her that he was stronger than a human and not to think that things could kill him so easily.

Shaking fingers touched his still warm neck and she searched for it but she couldn't feel any sign of a pulse, not even a faint one. She couldn't feel anything. Bringing her hand to his lips she felt no sign of breath leaving him either and a strangled sound escaped her lips, hands grasping the robe she shook him slightly, "No, no, no, no! Inuyasha don't die on me! You aren't allowed to leave me."

Tears flowed once more but she busied herself checking for any sign of life or movement and there was none. Biting her lip she pushed at his torn clothing, eventually managing to push it away from his bloody chest so that it wouldn't hinder her attempts at CPR. She didn't know how long ago he'd died but he was still warm.

She opened his mouth and made sure his windpipe wasn't blocked before she pinched his nose and breathed into his mouth and then tilted her head to listen again, she did this twice. There was no response. No coughing or breathing from him, so she continued and placed the heel of her palm against the area between his ribs, putting one hand on top of the other and began the movements to make his heart move.

Softly counting each step to herself as she went through the motions Kagome continued these movements for what seemed like hours but it was probably only five or ten minutes. The priestess refused to give up on him, she would continue doing this for as long as it took, she wasn't going to lose him.

Kagome's concentration was broken when a voice enquired, "What are you doing?"

Sesshomaru had been watching the girl try breathe some life back into his half-brother for a while now and she didn't seem to tire of it. He wasn't sure what it was she was doing exactly and it piqued his curiosity slightly causing him to venture closer to ask the question though what surprised him more was the fact he felt no satisfaction in seeing Inuyasha's broken body on the floor or in his death in general.

Was it because he was not the one that did it? That it was Naraku? No that didn't seem to ring true either, during the last few years he had found that while working together his desire to kill his younger brother had dwindled substantially.

Kagome looked up, startled at the sudden voice.

The battle was over…that meant their truce was over didn't it? She wondered distantly, almost impassively as she gazed at the deadly youkai before her gaze turned back to Inuyasha. "CPR," she said finally, her voice detached as she went back to her previous movements, counting the rhythm under her breath while trying to ignore the fact that there was a dangerous youkai standing there watching her.

"Don't you have something better to do Sesshomaru?" She asked as she sniffled softly, using the heel of her palm to wipe away the tears as she continued, trying to remember everything that she'd been taught as she blocked out the youkai. Sesshomaru didn't answer or move from the spot, he merely watched her quietly.

More minutes passed and her movements eventually stopped, knowing that she was too late. There was no sign of life or improvement…she was too late. Her chest and heart ached when she realised that. She couldn't save him and her grief at Inuyasha's death made her words sharp and hateful despite the fact that Sesshomaru had helped them willingly, "Does it make you happy he's dead?"

Though right then it meant very little to the dark-haired priestess. All that mattered was Inuyasha and he was gone…Kagome sat back on her heels and looked at Inuyasha, pushing stray strands of silver off his face before running her thumb over his skin as her tears splashed over his skin. But the sound of metal grating made her look up just in time to see Sesshomaru begin walking over to them with his sword drawn.

"Don't you touch him!" She yelled sharply as she practically threw herself over Inuyasha in an attempt to shield him from Sesshomaru. Crimson coating her own clothes further as she glared up at the demon, it was bad enough that he was dead but Sesshomaru didn't have to cut him into pieces or anything else. Or perhaps he was finally going to claim Tetsusaiga now that his half-brother was dead…and take his arm too so that he could hold the blade. The idea made her feel sick to her stomach.

It was too bad she hadn't thought to bring any weapons with her when she'd run off…but even weapon less and vulnerable she didn't move. But then she'd never really shown the common sense to be afraid of Sesshomaru, even though he'd almost killed them a dozen times in the past and in some ways he was as dangerous as Naraku had been.

Sesshomaru's golden eyes narrowed slightly as he took in her stance before finally deciding to ignore the girl that threatened him. Obviously she was too overcome with grief to be held accountable for her actions and words so instead he just pushed her aside with only the necessary force to remove her. Lifting his sword he gazed downwards before he cut straight through Inuyasha a few times, the chains and minions of the underworld disappearing beneath his blade.

He continued to ignore the emotional girl that was now beating his back with her small fists. It was probably just as well she didn't have arrows or better control of her powers or she may have tried to purify him, the thought created a hint of amusement in his eyes as he sheathed his sword one more at his hip and continued to ignore her futile attempts.

The demon lord looked down at his younger brother, for once not mentally adding the word half at the beginning and as he gazed down at him he realised he no longer felt any hate, no dislike or antagonistic feelings towards his only living relative. What he felt was…fondness and perhaps a small amount of brotherly affection which mystified him. "Hm…I wonder when I stopped hating you little brother."

Coming back from his thoughts he once more became aware of the mortal priestess hitting at him and he raised an eyebrow as he looked down at her as she cried and yelled at him. Honestly she had as much common sense as his brother did.

His lips quirked slightly and he let a small smile cover his lips, one of the first times he let someone else see that as he took firm hold of her hands, stilling them from their incessant beating and he stated firmly and softly, "I did not hurt him priestess."

She blinked up at him confused. If he wasn't hurting him than what the hell was he doing and wait…why was he smiling and…oh my god I was hitting Sesshomaru she finally realised belatedly. Mortified and wondering why she wasn't dead she just stood there speechless; she didn't even think the demon knew how to smile.

"But…you…" She said finally.

"I used Tenseiga to bring him back," Sesshomaru said simply as he released her hands.

Kagome stared at him for a little longer before she raced back over to Inuyasha's side, leaning over him her dark strands trailing across his skin as she almost crawled on top of him so that she could stare at his face. Forgetting once more that Sesshomaru was there as she checked all the vital signs again.

Bemused he watched her before shaking his head, "Look after my little brother priestess," he said quietly but loud enough for her to hear before he turned away, walking into the shadows as he disappeared back to his castle with a lot on his mind.

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