InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Back to you ❯ Goodbye to love, my love (part one of two) ( Chapter 26 )
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By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Suspense / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.01.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 302 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Suspense / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.01.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 302 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: No, I don't own them, never will, but a girl can dream.
Warnings: Gore, possible spelling/grammar mistakes... I've been sitting here crying as I was writing it! YAY I'm back!
Back to you
By Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter Twenty-Five: Goodbye to love, my love (part one of two)
The stench of death was apparent as the light blue warmth left the two of them standing flush against each other in the old bone eater’s well. His ears twitched and his nose scrunched up with distaste, he could smell smoke which also meant that there was a fire, or the remnants of one. Pulling Kagome into his arms, InuYasha easily jumped out of the darkness of the well, his bare feet meeting with the dry grass. It was already almost midday yet the clouds cluttered together drowning out all the sunlight for miles.
Air was thick and the two of them wasted no time heading towards the village where their friends were. They had to come together to make up a plan that would work with defeating Naraku, something that they knew was possible, but they had to try. Just showing up and fighting didn’t seem like a great strategy plan and Kagome was not too keen on seeing anymore heartache, or experiencing it for that matter.
The ground crunched under their feet as they walked, their hands clasped together and their shoulders brushing. InuYasha had a bad feeling swelling in the pit of his stomach and it made him nervous. Smoke billowed into the sky from inside the village, some of the villager’s homes caved in, others completely demolished and it had the hanyou’s nerves standing on end. No one came to greet them, no smiles, only devastation. Bodies of both villagers and demons littered the ground, blood soaking into the dirt and lifeless innocent eyes staring at them with an empty gaze.
His skin crawled as amber eyes gazed around for any sight of life, the stench of blood was everywhere, thick in the air that he could barely breathe let alone concentrate on one things. Kagome’s body pressed against his as they made their way through the village to where they could now see the large fire blazing, the remaining villagers circling around it their eyes closed and silent words slipping from their lips.
Prayers, they were praying, for the lost souls, their fallen neighbors, and the priestess and monk lost in the battle. A lone figure stood at the front, long tendrils of onyx blowing into the wind created by the fire, a sword in one hand, and Miroku’s staff in the other. It was a somber feeling churning in their hearts and as InuYasha and Kagome stepped closer, the woman turned around and they could barely contain the shock from escaping from their faces.
Her face was dirty the only evidence of tears had been the tracks that cleaned the dirt and blood from her cheeks. Clothing was torn and stained with blood and something else, her olive complexion now a yellow-white, and brown eyes that held such wisdom had frozen over, filled now only with hate and suffering. Sango was a woman who was on a one way path to deliver revenge.
Hackles rose as the demon slayer turned on her heels, her brows scrunching up into a look of pure hate, the point of her sword dragging on the ground as she came closer. Kagome’s nails dug into InuYasha’s sleeve but it was left unnoticed as Sango brushed past the hanyou and girl from another time, things had to be done and it was obvious that Sango wasn’t about to stick around and explain.
Hiraikostu was off to the side broken into four or five pieces so she wouldn’t be able to use it, however she didn’t let it deter her from her new found responsibility of killing the hanyou bastard who had stolen her life away from her once again. She walked away from her friends, from the village where she had raised her family and felt something a kin to love flourish throughout the years, she was leaving it all behind because she had nothing left to give, nothing left to live for. It had all been ripped from her grasp like it was nothing and she wasn’t even given the chance to fight for it.
“Sango!” Kagome called to the demon slayer as she sprinted to catch up to her friend. “Sango wait!”
Her calls were left on deaf ears, the demon slayer wasn’t going to wait, she wasn’t going to stop so Kagome could catch up. Why should she? Wasn’t it all Kagome’s fault in the first place? She had been the one to come through the well and cause a rift between everyone, tugging at their heartstrings and causing so much pain and suffering only to throw all the happiness away by leaving because of her selfishness. Leaving and forcing Sango and Miroku to pick up the pieces and then to have Kagome come back and stir up even more trouble, and indirectly killing even more people.
How many people would have to die before Kagome had had enough? Was Shippo not enough, or Kouga and Ayame? What about Sango’s family? Why did they all have to die because of Kagome, what was so special about her that everyone else around her had to suffer the ultimate pain? Anger boiled in her heart, soaked into her body and exploded in her veins, it was all Kagome’s fault why her family died.
“Sango!” Kagome was still calling to her, trying to reach her, but she didn’t want to be reached.
She wanted to be left to her own responsibilities, to her own duties that she would fulfill and then she would join Miroku. Join him and the rest of her family and then happiness would be a thing of the future in hell. She would find happiness and be at piece. The demon slayer would kill Naraku, she would kill anyone that got in her way and then when she was covered from head to toe in blood in the end, she would turn around and kill herself. Yes, it was the perfect plan and a befitting ending to the demon slayer clan. It would be a story told for generations, a tragic hero caught in a battle bigger than life itself.
The forest trees were feet away from her when a hand reached out and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her back. Dark brown eyes narrowed as she was swung around and facing the girl who Sango blamed for everything, she snapped. Unsuspecting eyes that had softened went wide and a pale mouth opened in a big “O”. A whimper of pain escaped Kagome’s lips as her fingers touched the hands of her friend which now held the hilt of her sword against her abdomen. Excruitating pain filled the priestess as the tears slipped from her eyes as they gazed between the blade that cut through her and the look of pure hatred flowing from Sango.
“S-Sango?” Confusion laced her voice and the demon slayer only growled as she pushed Kagome off her blade and watched as the priestess crumbled to the ground, her fingers desperately trying to stop the blood from seeping out of her body.
“It’s your fault why Miroku’s dead!” Sango growled wiping the blood onto her kimono. “None of this would have happened if you hadn’t showed up, you stole everything from me and I won’t forgive you Kagome.”
The smell of her blood had InuYasha’s head snapping so fast towards the woods that he felt his own blood run cold. His instincts told him to run and that’s exactly what he did. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him in the direction that Sango and Kagome had left in, his heart beating erratically in his chest, his mind screaming and his soul crying for something he couldn’t explain.
“Kagome!” He cried out as his amber eyes surveyed the area around him, he couldn’t see her and he was becoming frantic.
It took him a minute to spot her and when he did his entire body faltered. Sango’s backside faded into the trees, the bright red color of blood dripping down the sword as it was once again dragged against the ground. Kagome lay on a heap on the ground, blood pooling around her body and growing bigger by the moment. He could smell the tears and throwing himself to the ground next to her, InuYasha’s hands grabbed the priestess, moving away her hands in order to look at the wound the demon slayer no doubted inflicted. Tears of frustration stung at the sides of his eyes as his tanned flesh became stained with Kagome’s blood.
A sob wrenched itself from his throat as he stared into Kagome’s tear-shinning eyes, her once rosy cheeks now deathly pale. He couldn’t save her and his whole body trembled as he pulled her into his arms rocking her and softly begging her not to leave him.
“Please Kagome, not like this.” He told her running his bloodied fingers through her hair. “Don’t leave me oh god, please I’m not ready for you to go yet, please - just please not yet.”
He could feel her own body shaking against his, her tears soaking into his haori, her arms wrapping around his back and weakly trying to hold him as he was doing her. It was breaking his heart, he had spent so long trying to be with her, to show her the love that he felt in his heart, and now it was too late. Wasn’t he allowed to be happy? Why did Kagome have to leave him all alone like this, why couldn’t fate just give him more than just a fleeting view of love?
“I’m sorry,” He could barely hear her whispering to him and reluctantly InuYasha pulled away and looked at her face, her lips trembling as the blood dribbled down from the corner of her mouth. “I-I’m sorry InuYasha-”
“It’s okay,” quivering lips met in reassurance as he brushed the stray hair away from her face, red staining her forehead as he did so. “It’s not your fault, none of this is your fault.”
Her breath came out in labored pants, fresh tears streaming down her face as one of her shaking hands grabbed onto the front of his haori where his heart rested inside his chest. She understood what was going to happen, it was written all over her face and when she tried to laugh it came out as a choked sob. Kagome didn’t want to go like this, it wasn’t supposed to end this way. Whatever happened to happy endings and why couldn’t she have a life with InuYasha if nothing else? Why did it always had to end up with her leaving him behind, it wasn’t fair.
Their lips met once again before InuYasha held Kagome as close to his heart as he could. They would pay for this, they all would and he would make sure of it. He was going to tear Naraku and Tsubaki to pieces and this time make sure that there would never be a way that they could ever come back. And then, then he’d go after Sango if she was still alive, he would run her through with his claws because she took Kagome away from him. He would kill them all or die in the process, however they would all go down with him, he would make sure of it.
“All I wanted to do was love you.”
More than one life ended that day, the flames of life that were extinguished and InuYasha screamed out as loud as he could, his guttural voice carried away by the wind as Kagome’s eyes closed for the very last time. He sat there for what seemed like forever, staring down at her white face, his calloused fingers brushing against the cooled flesh of her cheek. Even in death she was beautiful, his Kagome, and biting down on his lower lip he pulled her hands to her stomach covering the wound where the blood continued to leave.
“That’s all I wanted too.” He choked out as he slowly rose to his feet. He would come back for her once Naraku was dead, he wouldn’t abandon her and then they could be together. He wouldn’t have it any other way.
Silver hair fluttered in the air as he ran away from his lover’s body, there were things that still had to be done, half demons and demon slayers who had a date with his claws. Tetsussaiga pulsed at his side however he ignored it, he wouldn’t use the blade unless it was a necessity, and even then he wanted to feel the life of his enemies with his own fingertips.
E/N: No this is not where I'm ending it. This is the first part of two of the first ending that I have planned. Writer's block sucks, college and work suck even more. Sorry for the long time with no updates! I'll be working on this story, "Anything for love", and "Getting to Know you" since I have a four day weekend. (I didn't go to my classes today) THANKS! I'll post more as soon as I can. I've been writing fanfics for an online comice called "Pandect" it's really awesome I suggest that you go check it out! http (colon) // pandect (dot) comicgenesis (dot) com
Adult fanfiction, Fanfiction, and Mediaminer (animespiral's gone again)
Inu/Bastard-lover: lol everything in this story has a purpose, and meh I thought it'd be you know pretty awesome to have some suspsense and what not.. memory loss can be explained by the ring, and being sealed by an evil arrow for 10 years. kyah! XBlackRoseX909: Yeah I cry mucho mucho, but inuXkag XXX is always good! Thank you! Cara: oh wow, yes! I have another follower (cackles) I'm really glad that you've enjoyed both "through the well" and this story. It makes me giggle like crazy! Inuyashalover93311: Thanks! Hitokiri Yukira: As funny as that would be, I can't insert you into the story. Miroku had to die or else I couldn't have writen this chapter and the next one. It something that I don't like doing but had to... I cry with you! Aozora-Tennyo: Thank you, I don't know what I'd do if that happened to me either. Orlando Lover: Easily, write it down and post it (laughs) Glad that you like it! thanks for reviewing!
Thanks for all the reviews! I'll get more out asap!
-Krystal-
Warnings: Gore, possible spelling/grammar mistakes... I've been sitting here crying as I was writing it! YAY I'm back!
Back to you
By Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter Twenty-Five: Goodbye to love, my love (part one of two)
The stench of death was apparent as the light blue warmth left the two of them standing flush against each other in the old bone eater’s well. His ears twitched and his nose scrunched up with distaste, he could smell smoke which also meant that there was a fire, or the remnants of one. Pulling Kagome into his arms, InuYasha easily jumped out of the darkness of the well, his bare feet meeting with the dry grass. It was already almost midday yet the clouds cluttered together drowning out all the sunlight for miles.
Air was thick and the two of them wasted no time heading towards the village where their friends were. They had to come together to make up a plan that would work with defeating Naraku, something that they knew was possible, but they had to try. Just showing up and fighting didn’t seem like a great strategy plan and Kagome was not too keen on seeing anymore heartache, or experiencing it for that matter.
The ground crunched under their feet as they walked, their hands clasped together and their shoulders brushing. InuYasha had a bad feeling swelling in the pit of his stomach and it made him nervous. Smoke billowed into the sky from inside the village, some of the villager’s homes caved in, others completely demolished and it had the hanyou’s nerves standing on end. No one came to greet them, no smiles, only devastation. Bodies of both villagers and demons littered the ground, blood soaking into the dirt and lifeless innocent eyes staring at them with an empty gaze.
His skin crawled as amber eyes gazed around for any sight of life, the stench of blood was everywhere, thick in the air that he could barely breathe let alone concentrate on one things. Kagome’s body pressed against his as they made their way through the village to where they could now see the large fire blazing, the remaining villagers circling around it their eyes closed and silent words slipping from their lips.
Prayers, they were praying, for the lost souls, their fallen neighbors, and the priestess and monk lost in the battle. A lone figure stood at the front, long tendrils of onyx blowing into the wind created by the fire, a sword in one hand, and Miroku’s staff in the other. It was a somber feeling churning in their hearts and as InuYasha and Kagome stepped closer, the woman turned around and they could barely contain the shock from escaping from their faces.
Her face was dirty the only evidence of tears had been the tracks that cleaned the dirt and blood from her cheeks. Clothing was torn and stained with blood and something else, her olive complexion now a yellow-white, and brown eyes that held such wisdom had frozen over, filled now only with hate and suffering. Sango was a woman who was on a one way path to deliver revenge.
Hackles rose as the demon slayer turned on her heels, her brows scrunching up into a look of pure hate, the point of her sword dragging on the ground as she came closer. Kagome’s nails dug into InuYasha’s sleeve but it was left unnoticed as Sango brushed past the hanyou and girl from another time, things had to be done and it was obvious that Sango wasn’t about to stick around and explain.
Hiraikostu was off to the side broken into four or five pieces so she wouldn’t be able to use it, however she didn’t let it deter her from her new found responsibility of killing the hanyou bastard who had stolen her life away from her once again. She walked away from her friends, from the village where she had raised her family and felt something a kin to love flourish throughout the years, she was leaving it all behind because she had nothing left to give, nothing left to live for. It had all been ripped from her grasp like it was nothing and she wasn’t even given the chance to fight for it.
“Sango!” Kagome called to the demon slayer as she sprinted to catch up to her friend. “Sango wait!”
Her calls were left on deaf ears, the demon slayer wasn’t going to wait, she wasn’t going to stop so Kagome could catch up. Why should she? Wasn’t it all Kagome’s fault in the first place? She had been the one to come through the well and cause a rift between everyone, tugging at their heartstrings and causing so much pain and suffering only to throw all the happiness away by leaving because of her selfishness. Leaving and forcing Sango and Miroku to pick up the pieces and then to have Kagome come back and stir up even more trouble, and indirectly killing even more people.
How many people would have to die before Kagome had had enough? Was Shippo not enough, or Kouga and Ayame? What about Sango’s family? Why did they all have to die because of Kagome, what was so special about her that everyone else around her had to suffer the ultimate pain? Anger boiled in her heart, soaked into her body and exploded in her veins, it was all Kagome’s fault why her family died.
“Sango!” Kagome was still calling to her, trying to reach her, but she didn’t want to be reached.
She wanted to be left to her own responsibilities, to her own duties that she would fulfill and then she would join Miroku. Join him and the rest of her family and then happiness would be a thing of the future in hell. She would find happiness and be at piece. The demon slayer would kill Naraku, she would kill anyone that got in her way and then when she was covered from head to toe in blood in the end, she would turn around and kill herself. Yes, it was the perfect plan and a befitting ending to the demon slayer clan. It would be a story told for generations, a tragic hero caught in a battle bigger than life itself.
The forest trees were feet away from her when a hand reached out and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her back. Dark brown eyes narrowed as she was swung around and facing the girl who Sango blamed for everything, she snapped. Unsuspecting eyes that had softened went wide and a pale mouth opened in a big “O”. A whimper of pain escaped Kagome’s lips as her fingers touched the hands of her friend which now held the hilt of her sword against her abdomen. Excruitating pain filled the priestess as the tears slipped from her eyes as they gazed between the blade that cut through her and the look of pure hatred flowing from Sango.
“S-Sango?” Confusion laced her voice and the demon slayer only growled as she pushed Kagome off her blade and watched as the priestess crumbled to the ground, her fingers desperately trying to stop the blood from seeping out of her body.
“It’s your fault why Miroku’s dead!” Sango growled wiping the blood onto her kimono. “None of this would have happened if you hadn’t showed up, you stole everything from me and I won’t forgive you Kagome.”
The smell of her blood had InuYasha’s head snapping so fast towards the woods that he felt his own blood run cold. His instincts told him to run and that’s exactly what he did. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him in the direction that Sango and Kagome had left in, his heart beating erratically in his chest, his mind screaming and his soul crying for something he couldn’t explain.
“Kagome!” He cried out as his amber eyes surveyed the area around him, he couldn’t see her and he was becoming frantic.
It took him a minute to spot her and when he did his entire body faltered. Sango’s backside faded into the trees, the bright red color of blood dripping down the sword as it was once again dragged against the ground. Kagome lay on a heap on the ground, blood pooling around her body and growing bigger by the moment. He could smell the tears and throwing himself to the ground next to her, InuYasha’s hands grabbed the priestess, moving away her hands in order to look at the wound the demon slayer no doubted inflicted. Tears of frustration stung at the sides of his eyes as his tanned flesh became stained with Kagome’s blood.
A sob wrenched itself from his throat as he stared into Kagome’s tear-shinning eyes, her once rosy cheeks now deathly pale. He couldn’t save her and his whole body trembled as he pulled her into his arms rocking her and softly begging her not to leave him.
“Please Kagome, not like this.” He told her running his bloodied fingers through her hair. “Don’t leave me oh god, please I’m not ready for you to go yet, please - just please not yet.”
He could feel her own body shaking against his, her tears soaking into his haori, her arms wrapping around his back and weakly trying to hold him as he was doing her. It was breaking his heart, he had spent so long trying to be with her, to show her the love that he felt in his heart, and now it was too late. Wasn’t he allowed to be happy? Why did Kagome have to leave him all alone like this, why couldn’t fate just give him more than just a fleeting view of love?
“I’m sorry,” He could barely hear her whispering to him and reluctantly InuYasha pulled away and looked at her face, her lips trembling as the blood dribbled down from the corner of her mouth. “I-I’m sorry InuYasha-”
“It’s okay,” quivering lips met in reassurance as he brushed the stray hair away from her face, red staining her forehead as he did so. “It’s not your fault, none of this is your fault.”
Her breath came out in labored pants, fresh tears streaming down her face as one of her shaking hands grabbed onto the front of his haori where his heart rested inside his chest. She understood what was going to happen, it was written all over her face and when she tried to laugh it came out as a choked sob. Kagome didn’t want to go like this, it wasn’t supposed to end this way. Whatever happened to happy endings and why couldn’t she have a life with InuYasha if nothing else? Why did it always had to end up with her leaving him behind, it wasn’t fair.
Their lips met once again before InuYasha held Kagome as close to his heart as he could. They would pay for this, they all would and he would make sure of it. He was going to tear Naraku and Tsubaki to pieces and this time make sure that there would never be a way that they could ever come back. And then, then he’d go after Sango if she was still alive, he would run her through with his claws because she took Kagome away from him. He would kill them all or die in the process, however they would all go down with him, he would make sure of it.
“All I wanted to do was love you.”
More than one life ended that day, the flames of life that were extinguished and InuYasha screamed out as loud as he could, his guttural voice carried away by the wind as Kagome’s eyes closed for the very last time. He sat there for what seemed like forever, staring down at her white face, his calloused fingers brushing against the cooled flesh of her cheek. Even in death she was beautiful, his Kagome, and biting down on his lower lip he pulled her hands to her stomach covering the wound where the blood continued to leave.
“That’s all I wanted too.” He choked out as he slowly rose to his feet. He would come back for her once Naraku was dead, he wouldn’t abandon her and then they could be together. He wouldn’t have it any other way.
Silver hair fluttered in the air as he ran away from his lover’s body, there were things that still had to be done, half demons and demon slayers who had a date with his claws. Tetsussaiga pulsed at his side however he ignored it, he wouldn’t use the blade unless it was a necessity, and even then he wanted to feel the life of his enemies with his own fingertips.
E/N: No this is not where I'm ending it. This is the first part of two of the first ending that I have planned. Writer's block sucks, college and work suck even more. Sorry for the long time with no updates! I'll be working on this story, "Anything for love", and "Getting to Know you" since I have a four day weekend. (I didn't go to my classes today) THANKS! I'll post more as soon as I can. I've been writing fanfics for an online comice called "Pandect" it's really awesome I suggest that you go check it out! http (colon) // pandect (dot) comicgenesis (dot) com
Adult fanfiction, Fanfiction, and Mediaminer (animespiral's gone again)
Inu/Bastard-lover: lol everything in this story has a purpose, and meh I thought it'd be you know pretty awesome to have some suspsense and what not.. memory loss can be explained by the ring, and being sealed by an evil arrow for 10 years. kyah! XBlackRoseX909: Yeah I cry mucho mucho, but inuXkag XXX is always good! Thank you! Cara: oh wow, yes! I have another follower (cackles) I'm really glad that you've enjoyed both "through the well" and this story. It makes me giggle like crazy! Inuyashalover93311: Thanks! Hitokiri Yukira: As funny as that would be, I can't insert you into the story. Miroku had to die or else I couldn't have writen this chapter and the next one. It something that I don't like doing but had to... I cry with you! Aozora-Tennyo: Thank you, I don't know what I'd do if that happened to me either. Orlando Lover: Easily, write it down and post it (laughs) Glad that you like it! thanks for reviewing!
Thanks for all the reviews! I'll get more out asap!
-Krystal-