Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha in any way, shape, or form. I give all credit to the great Rumiko Takahashi.
Authors Notes: I would like to say Thanks to the few reviewers that have made it possible for me to continue this story. And I owe in part to the other fanfics I've been reading latley. They've given me some great ideas.
Good News: Fluff in this chapter!
Bad News: This story is coming close to an end. Two more chapters to go. *sigh*
And as always, PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks!!! ^^
Chapter 5: A Dog of a Story Part 2
"So she only cared about my saftey...."
"So I would be willing to go with her," Inuyasha finished for her.
Kagome shook her head. "Unbelievable."
Inuyasha sighed. "Things only get stranger."
"Hmm?" Kagome looked up at him.
"I didn't see Kikyo again until after you left." He looked Kagome straight in the eye. "That day, I was trying to tell you that I couldn't go with you, because I had to fullfill my promise to her."
"And you did, ne?"
"I tried. But it didn't work out the way you'd think."
~*~*
"Kikyo..."
"It's time Inuyasha." The dead miko laid on a large rock. Her soul snatchers flying about her worried.
"I know I made a promise. To go to Hell and be with you forever... but..."
She raised an eyebrow when he said "but".
"...but you are not going to hell, so I only have one last promise to make. To stay with you forever."
Kikyo shook her head and laughed. "What makes you think I'm not going to hell? This body will not last much longer. I shall be nothing more then clay."
"Your right.. you will die," Inuyasha started. "But in order for me to keep my promise to you, I must stay alive."
A pause as she tried to think that through. "And how, Inuyasha, can you think that?"
"Because, Kagaome is your reincarnation. You don't go to hell. You go back into her body."
Kikyo's eye widened at this realization. "Never!" she spat. "I don't want to be a part of her. I don't want to be her."
"And you won't be. You are completly different people. But you share the same soul, and it was the soul I swore to remain with. Not with the body."
Kikyo glared at him. "You tricked me!"
"No, you always used the guilt of your death aganist me. I am only telling you how I see it."
Kikyo narrowed her eyes at him. "What have you done with the rude and arragant Inuyasha that I know?"
Inuyasha shook his head. "Kagome loves me. As you once did. But she accepts me for ME. She never asked me to become human." Inuyasha took a step back. "I'm sorry, Kikyo. About what happened to you, to us. But it ends here. Naraku is dead. I killed that bastard for you." He growled softly. "Your revenge is complete. It's time for you to rest."
"And rest I shall not!" she yelled, then winced. She yelped suddenly, as if in pain. Her body relaxed onto of the rock, her breathing shallow.
"Kikyo!" Inuyasha rushed to her side. He looked down upon her.
Her eyes were barley ajar. One hand reached up and cupped his cheek. "This is it," she said with some trouble. "The souls will no longer sustain me."
Inuyasha nodded, silent.
Kikyo's soul snatchers, holding some souls, flew around her in a worried manner.
Kikyo's breaths were coming and going is sharp gasps now. Her eyes closed for the final time. "Inuyasha..." she whispeared. "I'm sorry. May the next life bring us closer together." Then silence. All movement stopped. Kikyo's chest did not rise again.
A few seconds later, all the souls she had kept inside of her were released, sprining into the air. They all flew up, as if dancing around one another, until Inuyasha could no longer see them. And watch he did for quite some time after that, holding the lifeless clay figure, shedding only a single tear.
"Kagome..." he whispeared. "I lied... I... I can't be with you."
Inuyasha felt a tug at his heart. He looked down. The small Shikon that he had around his neck was pulsing. He tugged at the chain and just starred at the Shikon for a moment. With his mind made up, he pocketed the small jewel.
Over the next few hours Inuyasha managed to bury Kikyo's remains under the great Goshinboku, praying her soul find its destination to the right era. Oh, how he prayed that it did.
After that buisness he addressed Kaede about Kikyo, telling her that Kikyo was back where she belonged. He never did elbaorate on anything else.
Then he turned back to the jewel. He sat by the well, looking down into its depths, taking in the very faint smell of Kagome. Her tears, her clothes, her hair, and the very faint smell of lavender that seems to drift from her. Her was clutching the jewel in his hand, afraid to go to her, but missing her, too.
One last time, his mind told him. One last time, to keep the promise.
Taking a deep breath, Inuyasha jumped into the well, taking him far into the future.
~*~
"Wait!" Kagoem cried, stopping him in the middle of this story.
"What!?" he questioned, obviously mad that she had interupted.
"You went through the well?"
Inuyasha nodded. "Yah. I was going to, um, appoligize..."
"Oh." Kagome blushed and looked down into her lap. "Then why... why didn't you make yourself known?" Inuyasha smelt tears coming. "If I had known... if I had just seen you... once... then... then... I don't think I would have cried as much... or tried to forget about you."
"Kagome..." Inuyasha started to panic. He hated seeing her cry. It was worse then seeing Kikyo's death. He pulled her to him, resting his chin on top of her head. Her hair was soft and smelt like a mixture of honey and vanilla.
Her crying became even louder when he pulled her to him. He couldn't calm her. She was going to cry. All because he hadn't had the nerve to approach her.
~*~
Inuyasha slid open the door of the well house. It was already dark out, but the flashlights that came from Kagome's town were lighting the sky up pretty well.
Lucky for him, though, most of those lights dimmed by the time it reached the shrine, and Inuyasha was cast moslty in the dark shadows. It only took him a few strides and three jumps to get into the tree outside of Kagome's window. Her certain was pulled shut, the window just slightly cracked open. He could easily smell the salt in the air from the tears Kagome must have shed earlier.
He listened intently for any sounds coming from inside. There were two. A clicking sound from what Kagome called a clock, and the shallow breathing from one tired girl. She was asleep.
Careful to remain quiet, Inuyasha pulled open the window and jumped inside, landing silently on the window sill. Now that the girl was visible, he could she that she faced the wall, a dark stan on the pillow next to her head. He flinched. Tears.
And it was because of him.
He sighed and settled himself into the room. Brushing past her desk, he noticed a picture frame lying face down. Curious, he picked it up and setted it back up. He looked at it. It was the one picture Kagome had taken with her cam-ra of the two of them. He had his arms crossed, standing slightly to the left in the picture. Kagome happily had her arms wrapped around her neck from behind, and her legs lifted into the air, as if she had just jumped on him. Her eyes were closed and a large smile played on her beautiful face.
A movement.
Inuyasha froze for a second. He turned to look at Kagome. He let go of his breath. She had just moved in her sleep. Her shallow breathing told him that she had not waken.
He walked over the bed and looked down at her. She was now laying on her back, her left arm hidding the covers, while her right arm was bent, resting on her pillow. Her head was turne toward the wall, a small piece of her hair lying on her exposed cheek.
Inuyasha couldn't help but smile. The faint light streaming in from the open window eluminated her features in the dark room. He reached toward her, his hand brushing the lock of dark hair off her face.
Her head jerked at his touch. "Inuyasha..." she almost seemed to whimper.
Inuyasha pulled back. She had said his name in her sleep.
Depression hit Inuyasha like a ton of bricks. Her she was, beautiful, full of life, love, and personality. And here he was, a hanyou, non-pure, arrogant, rude, barbaric. He sighed one last time.
Walking back to the window, he glanced once more at her. "I'm sorry, Kagome." Then he pushed the curtain to the side and jumped out.
He raced to the well house and jumped into the well, his breathing hard. He had to get out of there. If not, he didn't think he could ever leave. And she didn't need him there. She had her own life to live. Without him.
On the other side, Inuyasha leaned against the frame of the well. His head was downcast, his bangs over shadowing his face. The dark sky was filled with stars, some bright, some not so. The same stars he had been looking at in the two years he and Kagome had been together.
He remembered the jewel that had allowed him, and Kagome, to travel through the well. He pulled it out of his pocket. It glowed a soft pink. He growled.
This damn jewel is the cause of all my pain, he thought to himself. But it also brought everyone to you, his mind reminded him.
Inuyasha sighed.
"I just wish I could see her again," he said softly, more to himself then anyone who might be listening. But the jewel heard. And the soft pink color started to deepen.
"What the!" Inuyasha shouted, jumping up and holding the jewel out to arms length. Then the jewel flashed its bright light, blinding Inuyasha and covering the area with its glow.
The light suddenly vanished as fast as it had appeared. Inuyasha was left standing in the clearing, his hand extended, with nothing in it. He blinked a couple of times to get his bearings straight.
Yah, the jewel is gone alright, his mind told him. But yet, his hand never left its spot in the air.
Just as he was about tire a strange thing happened. It surprised him.
As if by magic, or maybe the power of a miko, the jewel, with its soft glow, and pink crystaline shape, materalized in the palm of his hand, from top to bottom. It was whole, but very dull in color. The shade of pink was bland, and the small glow that did emit from it came from the center, as if reaching out.
'Done'.
A single word seemed to float through the air, or perhaps it was just inside his head? Whatever it was, he got the feeling that his business with the jewel was finished. He had made his wish, unknown to him because of a slight slip of the tongue. He was not demonm, and not human. He was as he was born. A hanyou. The jewel and wish he had worked so hard for...
...but...
...he didn't care. He had made the most important wish he could think of. Now it was only a matter of time, he hoped.
Authors Notes: I would like to say Thanks to the few reviewers that have made it possible for me to continue this story. And I owe in part to the other fanfics I've been reading latley. They've given me some great ideas.
Good News: Fluff in this chapter!
Bad News: This story is coming close to an end. Two more chapters to go. *sigh*
And as always, PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks!!! ^^
Chapter 5: A Dog of a Story Part 2
"So she only cared about my saftey...."
"So I would be willing to go with her," Inuyasha finished for her.
Kagome shook her head. "Unbelievable."
Inuyasha sighed. "Things only get stranger."
"Hmm?" Kagome looked up at him.
"I didn't see Kikyo again until after you left." He looked Kagome straight in the eye. "That day, I was trying to tell you that I couldn't go with you, because I had to fullfill my promise to her."
"And you did, ne?"
"I tried. But it didn't work out the way you'd think."
~*~*
"Kikyo..."
"It's time Inuyasha." The dead miko laid on a large rock. Her soul snatchers flying about her worried.
"I know I made a promise. To go to Hell and be with you forever... but..."
She raised an eyebrow when he said "but".
"...but you are not going to hell, so I only have one last promise to make. To stay with you forever."
Kikyo shook her head and laughed. "What makes you think I'm not going to hell? This body will not last much longer. I shall be nothing more then clay."
"Your right.. you will die," Inuyasha started. "But in order for me to keep my promise to you, I must stay alive."
A pause as she tried to think that through. "And how, Inuyasha, can you think that?"
"Because, Kagaome is your reincarnation. You don't go to hell. You go back into her body."
Kikyo's eye widened at this realization. "Never!" she spat. "I don't want to be a part of her. I don't want to be her."
"And you won't be. You are completly different people. But you share the same soul, and it was the soul I swore to remain with. Not with the body."
Kikyo glared at him. "You tricked me!"
"No, you always used the guilt of your death aganist me. I am only telling you how I see it."
Kikyo narrowed her eyes at him. "What have you done with the rude and arragant Inuyasha that I know?"
Inuyasha shook his head. "Kagome loves me. As you once did. But she accepts me for ME. She never asked me to become human." Inuyasha took a step back. "I'm sorry, Kikyo. About what happened to you, to us. But it ends here. Naraku is dead. I killed that bastard for you." He growled softly. "Your revenge is complete. It's time for you to rest."
"And rest I shall not!" she yelled, then winced. She yelped suddenly, as if in pain. Her body relaxed onto of the rock, her breathing shallow.
"Kikyo!" Inuyasha rushed to her side. He looked down upon her.
Her eyes were barley ajar. One hand reached up and cupped his cheek. "This is it," she said with some trouble. "The souls will no longer sustain me."
Inuyasha nodded, silent.
Kikyo's soul snatchers, holding some souls, flew around her in a worried manner.
Kikyo's breaths were coming and going is sharp gasps now. Her eyes closed for the final time. "Inuyasha..." she whispeared. "I'm sorry. May the next life bring us closer together." Then silence. All movement stopped. Kikyo's chest did not rise again.
A few seconds later, all the souls she had kept inside of her were released, sprining into the air. They all flew up, as if dancing around one another, until Inuyasha could no longer see them. And watch he did for quite some time after that, holding the lifeless clay figure, shedding only a single tear.
"Kagome..." he whispeared. "I lied... I... I can't be with you."
Inuyasha felt a tug at his heart. He looked down. The small Shikon that he had around his neck was pulsing. He tugged at the chain and just starred at the Shikon for a moment. With his mind made up, he pocketed the small jewel.
Over the next few hours Inuyasha managed to bury Kikyo's remains under the great Goshinboku, praying her soul find its destination to the right era. Oh, how he prayed that it did.
After that buisness he addressed Kaede about Kikyo, telling her that Kikyo was back where she belonged. He never did elbaorate on anything else.
Then he turned back to the jewel. He sat by the well, looking down into its depths, taking in the very faint smell of Kagome. Her tears, her clothes, her hair, and the very faint smell of lavender that seems to drift from her. Her was clutching the jewel in his hand, afraid to go to her, but missing her, too.
One last time, his mind told him. One last time, to keep the promise.
Taking a deep breath, Inuyasha jumped into the well, taking him far into the future.
~*~
"Wait!" Kagoem cried, stopping him in the middle of this story.
"What!?" he questioned, obviously mad that she had interupted.
"You went through the well?"
Inuyasha nodded. "Yah. I was going to, um, appoligize..."
"Oh." Kagome blushed and looked down into her lap. "Then why... why didn't you make yourself known?" Inuyasha smelt tears coming. "If I had known... if I had just seen you... once... then... then... I don't think I would have cried as much... or tried to forget about you."
"Kagome..." Inuyasha started to panic. He hated seeing her cry. It was worse then seeing Kikyo's death. He pulled her to him, resting his chin on top of her head. Her hair was soft and smelt like a mixture of honey and vanilla.
Her crying became even louder when he pulled her to him. He couldn't calm her. She was going to cry. All because he hadn't had the nerve to approach her.
~*~
Inuyasha slid open the door of the well house. It was already dark out, but the flashlights that came from Kagome's town were lighting the sky up pretty well.
Lucky for him, though, most of those lights dimmed by the time it reached the shrine, and Inuyasha was cast moslty in the dark shadows. It only took him a few strides and three jumps to get into the tree outside of Kagome's window. Her certain was pulled shut, the window just slightly cracked open. He could easily smell the salt in the air from the tears Kagome must have shed earlier.
He listened intently for any sounds coming from inside. There were two. A clicking sound from what Kagome called a clock, and the shallow breathing from one tired girl. She was asleep.
Careful to remain quiet, Inuyasha pulled open the window and jumped inside, landing silently on the window sill. Now that the girl was visible, he could she that she faced the wall, a dark stan on the pillow next to her head. He flinched. Tears.
And it was because of him.
He sighed and settled himself into the room. Brushing past her desk, he noticed a picture frame lying face down. Curious, he picked it up and setted it back up. He looked at it. It was the one picture Kagome had taken with her cam-ra of the two of them. He had his arms crossed, standing slightly to the left in the picture. Kagome happily had her arms wrapped around her neck from behind, and her legs lifted into the air, as if she had just jumped on him. Her eyes were closed and a large smile played on her beautiful face.
A movement.
Inuyasha froze for a second. He turned to look at Kagome. He let go of his breath. She had just moved in her sleep. Her shallow breathing told him that she had not waken.
He walked over the bed and looked down at her. She was now laying on her back, her left arm hidding the covers, while her right arm was bent, resting on her pillow. Her head was turne toward the wall, a small piece of her hair lying on her exposed cheek.
Inuyasha couldn't help but smile. The faint light streaming in from the open window eluminated her features in the dark room. He reached toward her, his hand brushing the lock of dark hair off her face.
Her head jerked at his touch. "Inuyasha..." she almost seemed to whimper.
Inuyasha pulled back. She had said his name in her sleep.
Depression hit Inuyasha like a ton of bricks. Her she was, beautiful, full of life, love, and personality. And here he was, a hanyou, non-pure, arrogant, rude, barbaric. He sighed one last time.
Walking back to the window, he glanced once more at her. "I'm sorry, Kagome." Then he pushed the curtain to the side and jumped out.
He raced to the well house and jumped into the well, his breathing hard. He had to get out of there. If not, he didn't think he could ever leave. And she didn't need him there. She had her own life to live. Without him.
On the other side, Inuyasha leaned against the frame of the well. His head was downcast, his bangs over shadowing his face. The dark sky was filled with stars, some bright, some not so. The same stars he had been looking at in the two years he and Kagome had been together.
He remembered the jewel that had allowed him, and Kagome, to travel through the well. He pulled it out of his pocket. It glowed a soft pink. He growled.
This damn jewel is the cause of all my pain, he thought to himself. But it also brought everyone to you, his mind reminded him.
Inuyasha sighed.
"I just wish I could see her again," he said softly, more to himself then anyone who might be listening. But the jewel heard. And the soft pink color started to deepen.
"What the!" Inuyasha shouted, jumping up and holding the jewel out to arms length. Then the jewel flashed its bright light, blinding Inuyasha and covering the area with its glow.
The light suddenly vanished as fast as it had appeared. Inuyasha was left standing in the clearing, his hand extended, with nothing in it. He blinked a couple of times to get his bearings straight.
Yah, the jewel is gone alright, his mind told him. But yet, his hand never left its spot in the air.
Just as he was about tire a strange thing happened. It surprised him.
As if by magic, or maybe the power of a miko, the jewel, with its soft glow, and pink crystaline shape, materalized in the palm of his hand, from top to bottom. It was whole, but very dull in color. The shade of pink was bland, and the small glow that did emit from it came from the center, as if reaching out.
'Done'.
A single word seemed to float through the air, or perhaps it was just inside his head? Whatever it was, he got the feeling that his business with the jewel was finished. He had made his wish, unknown to him because of a slight slip of the tongue. He was not demonm, and not human. He was as he was born. A hanyou. The jewel and wish he had worked so hard for...
...but...
...he didn't care. He had made the most important wish he could think of. Now it was only a matter of time, he hoped.