InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Being Normal ❯ Grief of our friends ( Chapter 3 )
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By: lettheinkbleed 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.23.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 300 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.23.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 300 | Status: Work In Progress
Rumiko Takahashi still owns them all… grr… Okay… I have nooooo idea who Miroku worships as a monk, I wanna say Buddha but I don’t know… So I’m gonna put Buddha, if I’m wrong correct me then! THANKS!
When the blue lights surrounded Kagome she was shocked. She wasn’t expecting to be able to go back without a jewel shard let alone missing a body.
Inuyasha walked solemnly to Keade’s with Kagome following along. “I should have known better than to expect you to hear me talk.” She muttered as they traveled. Despite her despair he couldn’t hear her; she still held hope he would.
She followed Inuyasha into Keade’s hut. Shippo jumped up and looked around him, his face growing confused. “Where is…” Inuyasha winced before interrupting, “Shippo, go get Keade for me.”
“But Ka…”
“Now runt. Tell Keade I need her.” Shippo looked up at Inuyasha in confusion. The look from the hanyou must have answered his unasked question because he took off. “Inuyasha where is Kagome?” Sango asked, panic seeping into her scent. He fought against tears at the mention of the girl’s name and kept his ears turned to the doorway, waiting to hear if the kitsune was out of ear range. “Inuyasha?” Sango again, softer this time; she knew for him to send Shippo away this was bad news.
He looked up at the pair and Sango gasped. Tears were running down his face and he looked like he had lost… She was on her feet in an instant. “What, Inuyasha, what?” Her voice was barely a whisper. “She…” He shaded his face before he could continue, “won’t be coming back anymore.” She killed herself because she hated being a miko wouldn’t form on his tongue. “Why?” Miroku asked. “Inuyasha what aren’t you telling us?” Sango’s cold hand found his wrist and gripped it tightly. “She’s gone.” He whispered. Sango’s hand clinched to the point of painful. “Gone where?” She hissed. Miroku’s hand settled on her shoulder. “I think we both know where.” His voice was horse with unshed tears. “She…” Her voice failed her and she let go of Inuyasha, her mouth moving soundlessly trying to form words. The hanyou nodded and sank to his knees, “with a gun. She said she hated what she was.” His voice broke as his body shook.
“I don’t hate being a miko!” Kagome cried. Sango collapsed her eyes distant as memories of her family and Kagome fought for importance. Miroku wrapped his arms around her as he prayed. Inuyasha sobbed, his fist clinched around the locket Kagome had given him. She felt the chill of tears run down her pale cheeks, why would I put my friends through this much pain? She couldn’t remember being depressed enough to end her life…
Inuyasha was the first to get his tears under control. “I don’t know when Shippo will come back but we can’t tell him yet.” Miroku and Sango sniffled and nodded. Sango’s body was shaking with the amount of force it was taking her to stop crying. Miroku, needing to be actively doing something, began stoking the fire, getting it ready for the stew Keade would be making when Shippo brought her. “What do we tell Keade?” Sango asked, her voice once more a whisper. “Take Shippo. Doesn’t matter where.” Inuyasha muttered, losing himself into the flames.
Before he realized it Shippo was tugging his ear. “Inuyasha, you want to tell me why it smells like sadness in here?” The hanyou tried to shake off his depression but knew it was a losing battle. “Keh, shut it kit.” He growled, pushing Shippo roughly off his shoulder; please forgive me Shippo and Kagome. I know you loved this little kit. I’ll take care of him just let me deal with… he had to cut off his train of thought before he started to cry again. “Where is Kagome?” Shippo asked. Fortunately he was helping Keade chop herbs for the stew and didn’t see the group wince. “Keh.” Was all he could manage to get out without crying. “Apparently Inuyasha put his foot in his mouth again and hurt her feelings. She won’t be back for several days.” Miroku said, trying to sound displeased with Inuyasha but the saddened, apologetic look he shot him told Inuyasha what his friend was doing.
“Ah stupid Inuyasha! Why do you always hurt Kagome’s feelings!?” Shippo cried, jumping up and bopping him on the head. Inuyasha grabbed him and walked outside. “Shut up!” He growled spinning Shippo in several circles before chucking him into the distance. Tears escaped from Inuyasha’s closed eyes as he fought to stop crying. The kit is right, this is my fault Kagome. He stared at the stars a few minutes before walking back inside.
No one spoke until Keade finally said, “I know something is amiss between ye three. I also know there is more to this young Kagome and Inuyasha fighting story. I can sense a change in ye Inuyasha that has nothing to do with a fight.” Her wise knowing gaze found his. “I will take Shippo to give ye three time but I shall like to know what has happened. Ye act as if Kagome is not ever coming back.” Tears ran down Sango’s cheeks and she stood, leaving the hut with Kilala, followed by Miroku who was worried about her. “She isn’t Keade.” The elderly woman met Inuyasha’s gaze once more and began to cry herself.
Keade, as promised, took Shippo on an ‘herb-hunting-adventure’ with her giving the group four days. Shippo had whined and complained but when Keade had offered to make him sweets with the sugar cane they found he had agreed. Now the group of three was sitting around the fire.
Kagome sighed loudly as she floated over the fire her friends were sitting around. "Well this is peachy." She yelled. No one acknowledged her, each lost in their mourning. Kagome sighed loudly again. 17 and dead, completely what I wanted. She thought with a third sigh.
“We will have to tell Shippo eventually.” Sango’s saddened voice said suddenly causing the other 2 to jump. Miroku nodded and Inuyasha “kehed”, but his face showed the pain he was in. "we know how much this will hurt him." He grunted. "Yes, but we can't keep lying to him either." Miroku replied giving the hanyou a sideways glance. "We also know he will blame you for it but he looked up to Kagome like his mother. He has a right to know." Sango said voicing what they were all thinking.
Inuyasha's knee began to twitch as did his left ear indicating he was irritated. "Do you two think it's my fault?" Sango and Miroku exchanged loaded glances before Miroku sighed. "Not entirely." The hanyou looked at him in surprise. Miroku laid his head against the wall and closed his eyes before speaking, "you did ask a lot of her. We all did. We forced her back to us when she needed to be in school and you often left her to go to Kikyo. Maybe that was why she hated being a miko, to many similarities between her and Kikyo. However, to say this was entirely your fault is wrong.” Inuyasha looked back into the fire, mulling over what the monk had said. “Do you think… she’s happy?” The soft question made the monk look at his saddened companion. He sighed, “I can’t lie to you my friend, suicide is a capital offence; to take something as precious as one’s own life, granted to them by Buddha… I believe she is in purgatory. Her soul is still wondering the earth.” Inuyasha’s face grew grim, “kind of like Kikyo?” Miroku made a soft noise almost like a sigh and a groan, “yes like Kikyo.”
“Seriously Inuyasha?! I’m dead and you are comparing me to Kikyo!? News flash she didn’t kill herself so we are different!” Rage coursed through Kagome’s veins and a gust of spiritual wind blew coals from the fire out. The group looked around in surprise. “Sango was that?”
“Yes…” The monk stood up and held out his hand, searching.
Kagome was busy staring at her hands, “where did that come from? I’m not an angry person…” Fear pulsed through her almost as sharp as her anger. Tears pricked the back of her eyes as she covered her face in shame. Why can’t I move on? Why am I still around?
Miroku opened his eyes and looked down at Sango. The girl blinked at his confused look mouthing ‘what?’ He glanced over at Inuyasha before mouthing back, ‘she’s here.’ Sango jumped up and ran over to him. The hanyou watched the couple, “what are you two doing?”
“Nothing!” They said in unison. He sighed quietly and walked outside, needing to sit in the God tree, where he first met Kagome.
Kagome followed along with a deep sigh. Something about this doesn’t feel right. I don’t feel like I committed suicide. I need to get home and try to find someone to talk to… “Ugh, but who?” She muttered.
Inuyasha’s shuddered sigh drug her from her daydream. “Kagome, I’m sorry.” He muttered. She sat beside him on the branch. “You stupid wench, you are supposed to stay happy and stay with me. I can’t fight without you.” Tears ran down his cheeks as he looked up into the moon. “I’m sorry I didn’t see the signs, I’m sorry I didn’t protect you.” He choked back a sob and punched the tree. “Dammit Kagome, I…” He bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut.
Kagome couldn’t fight her own tears. I still don’t understand why I did it. Every time she tried to think about how she felt and her reasons behind it her head felt like it was splitting open. A black void was all she could come up with. “Inuyasha I’ll find a way to let you know I’m still here.” She looked up at the moon and tried to lean against his shoulder. His aura was still pushing her back but it wasn’t nearly as strong.
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When the blue lights surrounded Kagome she was shocked. She wasn’t expecting to be able to go back without a jewel shard let alone missing a body.
Inuyasha walked solemnly to Keade’s with Kagome following along. “I should have known better than to expect you to hear me talk.” She muttered as they traveled. Despite her despair he couldn’t hear her; she still held hope he would.
She followed Inuyasha into Keade’s hut. Shippo jumped up and looked around him, his face growing confused. “Where is…” Inuyasha winced before interrupting, “Shippo, go get Keade for me.”
“But Ka…”
“Now runt. Tell Keade I need her.” Shippo looked up at Inuyasha in confusion. The look from the hanyou must have answered his unasked question because he took off. “Inuyasha where is Kagome?” Sango asked, panic seeping into her scent. He fought against tears at the mention of the girl’s name and kept his ears turned to the doorway, waiting to hear if the kitsune was out of ear range. “Inuyasha?” Sango again, softer this time; she knew for him to send Shippo away this was bad news.
He looked up at the pair and Sango gasped. Tears were running down his face and he looked like he had lost… She was on her feet in an instant. “What, Inuyasha, what?” Her voice was barely a whisper. “She…” He shaded his face before he could continue, “won’t be coming back anymore.” She killed herself because she hated being a miko wouldn’t form on his tongue. “Why?” Miroku asked. “Inuyasha what aren’t you telling us?” Sango’s cold hand found his wrist and gripped it tightly. “She’s gone.” He whispered. Sango’s hand clinched to the point of painful. “Gone where?” She hissed. Miroku’s hand settled on her shoulder. “I think we both know where.” His voice was horse with unshed tears. “She…” Her voice failed her and she let go of Inuyasha, her mouth moving soundlessly trying to form words. The hanyou nodded and sank to his knees, “with a gun. She said she hated what she was.” His voice broke as his body shook.
“I don’t hate being a miko!” Kagome cried. Sango collapsed her eyes distant as memories of her family and Kagome fought for importance. Miroku wrapped his arms around her as he prayed. Inuyasha sobbed, his fist clinched around the locket Kagome had given him. She felt the chill of tears run down her pale cheeks, why would I put my friends through this much pain? She couldn’t remember being depressed enough to end her life…
Inuyasha was the first to get his tears under control. “I don’t know when Shippo will come back but we can’t tell him yet.” Miroku and Sango sniffled and nodded. Sango’s body was shaking with the amount of force it was taking her to stop crying. Miroku, needing to be actively doing something, began stoking the fire, getting it ready for the stew Keade would be making when Shippo brought her. “What do we tell Keade?” Sango asked, her voice once more a whisper. “Take Shippo. Doesn’t matter where.” Inuyasha muttered, losing himself into the flames.
Before he realized it Shippo was tugging his ear. “Inuyasha, you want to tell me why it smells like sadness in here?” The hanyou tried to shake off his depression but knew it was a losing battle. “Keh, shut it kit.” He growled, pushing Shippo roughly off his shoulder; please forgive me Shippo and Kagome. I know you loved this little kit. I’ll take care of him just let me deal with… he had to cut off his train of thought before he started to cry again. “Where is Kagome?” Shippo asked. Fortunately he was helping Keade chop herbs for the stew and didn’t see the group wince. “Keh.” Was all he could manage to get out without crying. “Apparently Inuyasha put his foot in his mouth again and hurt her feelings. She won’t be back for several days.” Miroku said, trying to sound displeased with Inuyasha but the saddened, apologetic look he shot him told Inuyasha what his friend was doing.
“Ah stupid Inuyasha! Why do you always hurt Kagome’s feelings!?” Shippo cried, jumping up and bopping him on the head. Inuyasha grabbed him and walked outside. “Shut up!” He growled spinning Shippo in several circles before chucking him into the distance. Tears escaped from Inuyasha’s closed eyes as he fought to stop crying. The kit is right, this is my fault Kagome. He stared at the stars a few minutes before walking back inside.
No one spoke until Keade finally said, “I know something is amiss between ye three. I also know there is more to this young Kagome and Inuyasha fighting story. I can sense a change in ye Inuyasha that has nothing to do with a fight.” Her wise knowing gaze found his. “I will take Shippo to give ye three time but I shall like to know what has happened. Ye act as if Kagome is not ever coming back.” Tears ran down Sango’s cheeks and she stood, leaving the hut with Kilala, followed by Miroku who was worried about her. “She isn’t Keade.” The elderly woman met Inuyasha’s gaze once more and began to cry herself.
Keade, as promised, took Shippo on an ‘herb-hunting-adventure’ with her giving the group four days. Shippo had whined and complained but when Keade had offered to make him sweets with the sugar cane they found he had agreed. Now the group of three was sitting around the fire.
Kagome sighed loudly as she floated over the fire her friends were sitting around. "Well this is peachy." She yelled. No one acknowledged her, each lost in their mourning. Kagome sighed loudly again. 17 and dead, completely what I wanted. She thought with a third sigh.
“We will have to tell Shippo eventually.” Sango’s saddened voice said suddenly causing the other 2 to jump. Miroku nodded and Inuyasha “kehed”, but his face showed the pain he was in. "we know how much this will hurt him." He grunted. "Yes, but we can't keep lying to him either." Miroku replied giving the hanyou a sideways glance. "We also know he will blame you for it but he looked up to Kagome like his mother. He has a right to know." Sango said voicing what they were all thinking.
Inuyasha's knee began to twitch as did his left ear indicating he was irritated. "Do you two think it's my fault?" Sango and Miroku exchanged loaded glances before Miroku sighed. "Not entirely." The hanyou looked at him in surprise. Miroku laid his head against the wall and closed his eyes before speaking, "you did ask a lot of her. We all did. We forced her back to us when she needed to be in school and you often left her to go to Kikyo. Maybe that was why she hated being a miko, to many similarities between her and Kikyo. However, to say this was entirely your fault is wrong.” Inuyasha looked back into the fire, mulling over what the monk had said. “Do you think… she’s happy?” The soft question made the monk look at his saddened companion. He sighed, “I can’t lie to you my friend, suicide is a capital offence; to take something as precious as one’s own life, granted to them by Buddha… I believe she is in purgatory. Her soul is still wondering the earth.” Inuyasha’s face grew grim, “kind of like Kikyo?” Miroku made a soft noise almost like a sigh and a groan, “yes like Kikyo.”
“Seriously Inuyasha?! I’m dead and you are comparing me to Kikyo!? News flash she didn’t kill herself so we are different!” Rage coursed through Kagome’s veins and a gust of spiritual wind blew coals from the fire out. The group looked around in surprise. “Sango was that?”
“Yes…” The monk stood up and held out his hand, searching.
Kagome was busy staring at her hands, “where did that come from? I’m not an angry person…” Fear pulsed through her almost as sharp as her anger. Tears pricked the back of her eyes as she covered her face in shame. Why can’t I move on? Why am I still around?
Miroku opened his eyes and looked down at Sango. The girl blinked at his confused look mouthing ‘what?’ He glanced over at Inuyasha before mouthing back, ‘she’s here.’ Sango jumped up and ran over to him. The hanyou watched the couple, “what are you two doing?”
“Nothing!” They said in unison. He sighed quietly and walked outside, needing to sit in the God tree, where he first met Kagome.
Kagome followed along with a deep sigh. Something about this doesn’t feel right. I don’t feel like I committed suicide. I need to get home and try to find someone to talk to… “Ugh, but who?” She muttered.
Inuyasha’s shuddered sigh drug her from her daydream. “Kagome, I’m sorry.” He muttered. She sat beside him on the branch. “You stupid wench, you are supposed to stay happy and stay with me. I can’t fight without you.” Tears ran down his cheeks as he looked up into the moon. “I’m sorry I didn’t see the signs, I’m sorry I didn’t protect you.” He choked back a sob and punched the tree. “Dammit Kagome, I…” He bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut.
Kagome couldn’t fight her own tears. I still don’t understand why I did it. Every time she tried to think about how she felt and her reasons behind it her head felt like it was splitting open. A black void was all she could come up with. “Inuyasha I’ll find a way to let you know I’m still here.” She looked up at the moon and tried to lean against his shoulder. His aura was still pushing her back but it wasn’t nearly as strong.
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