Author's Note: Hello again people! I see that some people have read the first chapter and I really hope you like it! I apologize to Kurama fans because… well, he won't make an appearance until chapter 3 or 4 I think… Don't kill me! Anyway, I don't want to make this too long…. My first note was insanely long anyway! Besides, most people don't read this anyway! XD

-.-.-.-.-Don't even get the wrong idea that I hate some character! I don't hate any characters; I just had them fit my purpose. Some character may be OC, but that's what the real character acts like...

Summary: Kag/Kur Her heart is broken… Now she's in a sanatorium for broken hearts? Is it real… or is it all a dream? There's nothing perverted.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or Inuyasha. They belong to their respective creators. I, also, don't own "En una esquina del corazón" written by Jordi Sierra… As you can see it was not written by me.

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Light.

First came the clarity, then the illumination , the fact that she was really there... that with only opening her eyes she would bask in that light.

But if there was a light... that could only mean that she was dead.

She had read that somewhere. That people that were in a coma, before being reborn or dieing, they saw a light. If they went one way, towards life, they regained their pain, their conscience and they woke up. If they went the other way, towards the place with no pain, they gave up on life, they just simply gave up and died in peace.

She was invaded by anger.

To die because of love was beautiful, very romantic, but very impractical for the person who actually died. Especially, when the other person, the cause, was going to live happily... With a new love.

Her anger turned to fury.

Inuyasha hadn't left her for any of the excuses he gave, all that stuff about "needing some space" or "I don't want to be tied into a relationship yet". He hadn't even done it to "reflex" or "to not fall back on school work", and obviously not because "it's better now because later it will hurt more", how he had told me a while back. The cause for all this had to be, by force, something else.

Kikyo.

His friend.

Everything had been different between Inuyasha and her since the day Kikyo began to go out with us… How she presented herself randomly, how she was always happy, how she was always up for something fun… I had been so blind!

First, Inuyasha commented on how animated and fantastic his friend was, then he didn't say anything. All that indifference... I had to proof, but if I was ever sure of something, it was that.

And now, to make it even better, she was dieing... and now they had a free road. Except for some unnoticeable remorse, that is. The cherry on top of a fantastic life.

- She's coming back on her senses.

- That's what it looks like…

- She's recovering.

What type of death is that in which you can hear voices? They were in the other side... were the light was. So, maybe, if she opened her eyes...

- Come on, it's alright.

Someone touched her forehead.

- You can do it, Kagome.

No, she wasn't dead. She didn't feel any pain, but she wasn't dead.

And if the world was moving, there was one simple explanation: she was in a car... in an ambulance, to be exact. The siren was on.

She tested herself. Her heart didn't hurt, neither did her chest and she could breath normally. She moaned.

One of the voices murmured.

- Shhhh!

- Calm down, you're going to be alright. – Another one said.

She was going to be alright, which meant that she wasn't alright. Perfect. I opened my eyes at once, which only caused me to shut them in an instance because of the ridiculously bright light shinning in her face. She tried again after 3 or 4 seconds, slowly, to get used to the bright light. The place was pure white, and of course it was an ambulance. Two people where to her left, the ones that spoke to her before, a man and a woman. The man was in his early thirties and the woman that in her late twenties… she was the one touching her forehead.

- Huh, very good. – said the man without any emphasis.

- How are you feeling? – asked the woman.

How did she feel? Good question. She tried to calm down and feel her body's condition.

- Tired.

- Obviously. – said the man.

- Sleepy. – I tried to amplify my diagnosis.

- Of course. – said the woman with a slight curve of her lips.

- What has...?

- Calm down, -the man didn't let her continue – We just got there.

- The important thing here is that you reacted good and fast. – Added the woman.

An ambulance. A hospital. They would call her parents and they would get the shock of their life. Then, when she was better, they would drown her in questions. They had no idea that in the last weeks…

Inuyasha had been just like a first snow in winter or, better yet, like the first day in spring in which the sun wins over the coldness... and winter stays back. She flinched when she remembered that immense pain in her chest.

While her heart broke.

Her heart!

She brought a hand to her chest. Right then, the ambulance started to slow down and shot of the siren… which proved that they had arrived to their destination. Because of that, the man and the woman didn't see the face she made. The man watched the driver, while the woman stood up to open the back doors.

And then, even though Kagome could've sworn that her heart wasn't beating, unexplainably, she fell asleep.

Or at least that's what she thought.

Maybe she was in a coma again.

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It didn't feel like last time. There was no light, or hesitation, or fear. There was nothing. I just opened my eyes.

Woken up because of the silence.

The room was as white as the ambulance, but this one didn't move. Everything was still and there was nothing. Three simple, empty walls, a window with closed blinds, a table with two chairs.

She moved her head from left to right and finally up. The door, to the washroom or the closet, was to the right, just like the little table besides the bed. There was a glass with water, her watch and her rings in the table. To her left was a machine with a bag on top that was connected to a vain in her arm. Then there was a metal triangle above the bed, which she could use to move if she needed help. The only thing that gave the room color was the substance in the bag.

She had always thought that the serum was transparent.

But this one was... green?

- Excuse me?

There was no answer. She hadn't exactly raised her voice. She didn't know if she was well enough, she didn't know anything. She remembered, that she did, Inuyasha's good-bye, her carelessness, her lost steps without direction, the sudden blinding pain in her chest, the feeling of how her heart broke, how she lost conscience, the ambulance...

She was in a hospital. That wasn't good.

A heart attack to a seventeen year old.

And all because of the idiot she fell in love with. Excellent.

She had fallen in love.

Love was a great thing! Who said that it didn't let you live, but didn't let you die?

-Excuse me!

The same silence greeted me.

The bag with the green serum had something written in it. She tried to read it, and for that she had to use the metal triangle. It didn't work. Although she did accomplished moving a couple of centimeters, but she was too weak to make to much effort at the moment. So she did something else, she stretched her arm to move the metal tube holding the bag.

Hope-solution 1:10

Maybe it was the brand…

She was going to shout for the third time, with more energy, when she heard a noise to her right. A door opened, and after it closed the noise of footsteps coming toward her room. From the door that she had imagined was the washroom or closet came in a nurse, she was small, chubby, like if her body was filled with circumferences and not one straight line. She wore a white uniform with a small nurse hat. In a small metal plate to the left was a name printed in it: Kaede. The face of the new comer was illuminated when she saw that she was awake.

- Good, good, good! – she said happily – That's how I like it!

The nurse walked happily toward Kagome and took her pulse. But, what pulse? I mean, I couldn't even feel my heart beat?

- Excuse me, where am I? – I said somewhat afraid.

- Don't worry, ok? – Kaede kept herself concentrated while checking her pulse – I'll go tell the doctor that you're awake and he'll explain everything.

- No, you tell me.

- I can't do that, - the nurse said with raised eyebrows – the doctor would get mad.

- ...But, what's wrong with me?

- Nothing that can't be solved with rest and hope.

I looked at the serum.

- Am I going to die?

- No! – Kaede laughed – Where did you get that idea? If you would've wanted to die we wouldn't had made it in time! If you're here it's the exact opposite of that because you want to live no matter what.

- No matter what? – I asked curiously.

- Yes. At the last moment you felt fury, you didn't give up. Anger is energy. And energy is life.

Kaede finished her small test and moved to walk to the door.

- Wait… - She stopped.

I didn't know where to start, or what to ask. She had too many questions going around in her head, and she felt weak and tired.

- You relax ok? The doctor will be here in a minute. – Kaede said sweetly.

- Why is the serum green? – I reacted suddenly.

- The color of hope is green. – the nurse said as if she had just said the world's most obvious truth.

Kagome started to get dizzy.

-Where... am I?

The answer Kaede gave, just as logical and natural as before, even with a little surprise only made her sink lower into the bed... with the knowledge that she was going insane.

- You're in the Residence of Broken Hearts, of course. Where did you think?

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Author's note: Ok then! This is it for chapter two. It was longer than chapter one, no seriously, it was! XD Yeah, well, I liked how it came out and chapter three will be out "soon"... I hope. I'm not really sure... since I'm kind of busy this week, but I'll try! My graduation is this Thursday and I don't really want to go... but my mother already paid... without asking me. So, now I have to go. It sucks.

Feel free to review and flame if you must. I never really cared for flames, so go ahead. Although, I would appreciate it if you gave me constructive criticism instead of just saying it sucks, ne?

Ja ne,

Bloodcherry