InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Being Normal ❯ Mourning ( Chapter 15 )
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By: lettheinkbleed 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.29.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 233 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.29.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 233 | Status: Work In Progress
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As the sun rose over the horizon Inuyasha grunted in pain in his sleep; his demonic blood began coursing through his veins again, waking him in his half demon appearance. He sat up and looked around. “Kagome?”
The girl smiled softly, “I’m still here.”
Inuyasha sighed, his ears straining to hear even the smallest sound that might be her, but nothing. “Fuck…” He whispered. He ran a clawed hand through his hair and stood. “I’m going through the well, come with me.” He said before jumping out her window and walking slowly to the well house in case the apparition was following.
Kagome glanced around her room once before floating after the hanyou.
He crossed over, his demonic blood still telling him something foreign was with him so he assumed it was Kagome. He approached Keade’s hut as a rooster crowed.
“Monk.” He growled as he pushed the flap back. The man jumped and looked up at his friend sleepily. “Something has happened. I can’t sense…” He paused, noticing the small kitsune asleep in Sango’s arms. “Can we go somewhere to talk?” The monk nodded and stood. Sango opened her eyes and yawned, “where are you two off to?” The hanyou pointed at the kit and put one clawed finger to his lips. Sango nodded and cuddled Shippo closer, pinning Inuyasha with a look that clearly said she wanted details as soon as they came back. The two exited the hut and walked, trying to distance themselves for the conversation that the kit didn’t need to hear.
“What is it Inuyasha? What has happened?” Miroku asked, worry clear in his voice. “It’s Kagome, I can’t hear her anymore, I can barely sense her… Monk… Miroku,” he turned worried amber eyes to the man, “is she moving on?” The monk closed his eyes and held out his hand, searching for the miko’s signature energy. “I don’t know, it’s so hard to sense her.” He opened his eyes and looked at the hanyou’s hand. “How does the band hold?” Inuyasha lifted the connected hand and showed the monk the dark red band with the small bit of string attached. “I don’t think she can move on with this.” He frowned in thought. “Inuyasha have you confessed your feelings for the girl? Out loud?” The hanyou’s cheeks darkened and he looked away, was he that easy to read? “I believe you should.” The monk said quietly. The hanyou took a deep breath and nodded, “I’ll go to the sacred tree… That is where we communicated through time and through spiritual planes, it’s the only place that makes sense… It’s where we first met.” Miroku nodded and turned to walk back, hoping to catch a few more hours of sleep. “One more thing monk?” The man turned, “yes?”
“Have you and the… Keade,” Even Kagome blinked as Inuyasha corrected himself, “found anything, any way at all to bring her back…” he blushed again before adding, “to me?” Miroku tilted his head to both sides, “we are discussing how to go about making it but yes we have.” A smile lit the hanyou’s face at the information. “Thanks Miroku. Please hurry.”
Kagome blinked again, Inuyasha using the ‘p’ word? She shrugged it off as the men separated; Inuyasha heading to the sacred tree and Miroku heading back to the hut.
The tree loomed overhead as they approached. “Kagome if you are here… please talk to me.” He whimpered, lying his clawed hand on the rough bark. Kagome laid her hand over his, the string darkening when they connected. “Kagome…” He whispered. “I’m right here.” She replied. When his ears didn’t move to acknowledge he’d heard her she wanted to scream and cry. What was happening?! “Kagome, I…” He winced before balling his hand into a fist, squeezing it so tightly his sharp claws pierced his skin. “Kagome I miss you, I need you with me. You give me strength to fight! I can’t…” He whimpered quietly, “I can’t do this without you… I can’t fight, I don’t want to be without you. I fight to protect our friends but…” He laid his head on the tree and sighed, “I can only fight if you are here… Your confidence in me… It gives me strength. I feel like I can move mountains, like my blood status doesn’t matter… but only if I have you to turn to… Only your smile…” A lone tear moved slowly down his cheek. “Your smile fills the hole in my heart from losing Kikyo and makes me happy!” He shouted before collapsing into tears.
Kagome’s vision blurred as she watched the man she loved mourn her over again. “Inuyasha I’m here!” She cried, begging anyone listening he’d hear her words. His ears didn’t move and his back continued to shake with sobs.
When he finally quieted down his eyes found the ribbon and traced it to a opaque area on the tree under his hand. “Are you here Kagome?” He asked quietly, straining his eyes to try and see the miko. When no reply came he stood with a heavy sigh. “I don’t know what to do…” He removed his hand and walked slowly back to the village, his posture that of a broken man.
Kagome followed him sobbing the entire way. “Inuyasha!” She screamed over and over until her voice grew hoarse. “How can he not hear me now? Hitimo said if I was experiencing strong emotions he’d hear me!” She touched his shoulder but he didn’t move to show he felt it. “No!” She cried, her heart breaking at the thought she’d never get to talk to him again.
He entered the hut to find Miroku and Sango awake and talking quietly. Shippo bounded over to him as soon as his foot was inside, “where’s Kagome? Is she still mad at you!? It’s been three days Inuyasha!” The kitsune whined. “Shippo, go outside and play.” Miroku said sternly. The young boy pouted but obeyed.
“What happened Inuyasha?” Miroku asked quietly, meaning for only the hanyou’s ears to hear. “I’ve lost her Miroku… I can’t hear her, hardly sense her, I can’t feel her anymore… It’s over.” He sat in front of the fire, preparing himself to grieve and mourn the loss of Kagome. “How can you say that!? We can find the Shikon no tama and wish Kagome back!” Sango shouted, jumping up in her anger. “It would cost you Kohaku, can you make that call?” The broken hearted hanyou asked quietly. The demon slayer sat back down falling into a moody silence. “How can I tell her mother? I just got the woman’s hopes up… I just…” He grew silent tilting his head so they wouldn’t see the tears in his eyes. “Don’t give up hope so easily Inuyasha. The string is still there, it’s still dark, that means Kagome is still with us.” The hanyou nodded before standing. “I’ll be in the sacred tree, find me if you need me.” He said quietly before going back the way he came.
Kagome stayed and listened to what the couple had to say. “What do you think Miroku?” Sango asked. “I’m not sure Sango, I can sense something… It feels like Kagome but I’m not sure… I think she’s still here…” He looked to the door. “This isn’t Kikyo. I know he just found out about her death a few years ago but there was a gap of time, everyone had mourned and tried to move on. He had Kagome to help him with the loss… Now…” He shook his head and sighed, “He was there right after it happened. Everyone is mourning and he has no one to turn to that he trusts enough to shed tears in front of.”
“But he cried…”
“I know but I meant he has no one he trusts enough to turn to. Kagome was his strength, he relied on her, and without her he’s… broken. For Inuyasha’s sake Sango, I hope she’s still around.” The slayer nodded and looked at the door Inuyasha had just left through. “Kagome, we need you.” She whispered.
As the sun rose over the horizon Inuyasha grunted in pain in his sleep; his demonic blood began coursing through his veins again, waking him in his half demon appearance. He sat up and looked around. “Kagome?”
The girl smiled softly, “I’m still here.”
Inuyasha sighed, his ears straining to hear even the smallest sound that might be her, but nothing. “Fuck…” He whispered. He ran a clawed hand through his hair and stood. “I’m going through the well, come with me.” He said before jumping out her window and walking slowly to the well house in case the apparition was following.
Kagome glanced around her room once before floating after the hanyou.
He crossed over, his demonic blood still telling him something foreign was with him so he assumed it was Kagome. He approached Keade’s hut as a rooster crowed.
“Monk.” He growled as he pushed the flap back. The man jumped and looked up at his friend sleepily. “Something has happened. I can’t sense…” He paused, noticing the small kitsune asleep in Sango’s arms. “Can we go somewhere to talk?” The monk nodded and stood. Sango opened her eyes and yawned, “where are you two off to?” The hanyou pointed at the kit and put one clawed finger to his lips. Sango nodded and cuddled Shippo closer, pinning Inuyasha with a look that clearly said she wanted details as soon as they came back. The two exited the hut and walked, trying to distance themselves for the conversation that the kit didn’t need to hear.
“What is it Inuyasha? What has happened?” Miroku asked, worry clear in his voice. “It’s Kagome, I can’t hear her anymore, I can barely sense her… Monk… Miroku,” he turned worried amber eyes to the man, “is she moving on?” The monk closed his eyes and held out his hand, searching for the miko’s signature energy. “I don’t know, it’s so hard to sense her.” He opened his eyes and looked at the hanyou’s hand. “How does the band hold?” Inuyasha lifted the connected hand and showed the monk the dark red band with the small bit of string attached. “I don’t think she can move on with this.” He frowned in thought. “Inuyasha have you confessed your feelings for the girl? Out loud?” The hanyou’s cheeks darkened and he looked away, was he that easy to read? “I believe you should.” The monk said quietly. The hanyou took a deep breath and nodded, “I’ll go to the sacred tree… That is where we communicated through time and through spiritual planes, it’s the only place that makes sense… It’s where we first met.” Miroku nodded and turned to walk back, hoping to catch a few more hours of sleep. “One more thing monk?” The man turned, “yes?”
“Have you and the… Keade,” Even Kagome blinked as Inuyasha corrected himself, “found anything, any way at all to bring her back…” he blushed again before adding, “to me?” Miroku tilted his head to both sides, “we are discussing how to go about making it but yes we have.” A smile lit the hanyou’s face at the information. “Thanks Miroku. Please hurry.”
Kagome blinked again, Inuyasha using the ‘p’ word? She shrugged it off as the men separated; Inuyasha heading to the sacred tree and Miroku heading back to the hut.
The tree loomed overhead as they approached. “Kagome if you are here… please talk to me.” He whimpered, lying his clawed hand on the rough bark. Kagome laid her hand over his, the string darkening when they connected. “Kagome…” He whispered. “I’m right here.” She replied. When his ears didn’t move to acknowledge he’d heard her she wanted to scream and cry. What was happening?! “Kagome, I…” He winced before balling his hand into a fist, squeezing it so tightly his sharp claws pierced his skin. “Kagome I miss you, I need you with me. You give me strength to fight! I can’t…” He whimpered quietly, “I can’t do this without you… I can’t fight, I don’t want to be without you. I fight to protect our friends but…” He laid his head on the tree and sighed, “I can only fight if you are here… Your confidence in me… It gives me strength. I feel like I can move mountains, like my blood status doesn’t matter… but only if I have you to turn to… Only your smile…” A lone tear moved slowly down his cheek. “Your smile fills the hole in my heart from losing Kikyo and makes me happy!” He shouted before collapsing into tears.
Kagome’s vision blurred as she watched the man she loved mourn her over again. “Inuyasha I’m here!” She cried, begging anyone listening he’d hear her words. His ears didn’t move and his back continued to shake with sobs.
When he finally quieted down his eyes found the ribbon and traced it to a opaque area on the tree under his hand. “Are you here Kagome?” He asked quietly, straining his eyes to try and see the miko. When no reply came he stood with a heavy sigh. “I don’t know what to do…” He removed his hand and walked slowly back to the village, his posture that of a broken man.
Kagome followed him sobbing the entire way. “Inuyasha!” She screamed over and over until her voice grew hoarse. “How can he not hear me now? Hitimo said if I was experiencing strong emotions he’d hear me!” She touched his shoulder but he didn’t move to show he felt it. “No!” She cried, her heart breaking at the thought she’d never get to talk to him again.
He entered the hut to find Miroku and Sango awake and talking quietly. Shippo bounded over to him as soon as his foot was inside, “where’s Kagome? Is she still mad at you!? It’s been three days Inuyasha!” The kitsune whined. “Shippo, go outside and play.” Miroku said sternly. The young boy pouted but obeyed.
“What happened Inuyasha?” Miroku asked quietly, meaning for only the hanyou’s ears to hear. “I’ve lost her Miroku… I can’t hear her, hardly sense her, I can’t feel her anymore… It’s over.” He sat in front of the fire, preparing himself to grieve and mourn the loss of Kagome. “How can you say that!? We can find the Shikon no tama and wish Kagome back!” Sango shouted, jumping up in her anger. “It would cost you Kohaku, can you make that call?” The broken hearted hanyou asked quietly. The demon slayer sat back down falling into a moody silence. “How can I tell her mother? I just got the woman’s hopes up… I just…” He grew silent tilting his head so they wouldn’t see the tears in his eyes. “Don’t give up hope so easily Inuyasha. The string is still there, it’s still dark, that means Kagome is still with us.” The hanyou nodded before standing. “I’ll be in the sacred tree, find me if you need me.” He said quietly before going back the way he came.
Kagome stayed and listened to what the couple had to say. “What do you think Miroku?” Sango asked. “I’m not sure Sango, I can sense something… It feels like Kagome but I’m not sure… I think she’s still here…” He looked to the door. “This isn’t Kikyo. I know he just found out about her death a few years ago but there was a gap of time, everyone had mourned and tried to move on. He had Kagome to help him with the loss… Now…” He shook his head and sighed, “He was there right after it happened. Everyone is mourning and he has no one to turn to that he trusts enough to shed tears in front of.”
“But he cried…”
“I know but I meant he has no one he trusts enough to turn to. Kagome was his strength, he relied on her, and without her he’s… broken. For Inuyasha’s sake Sango, I hope she’s still around.” The slayer nodded and looked at the door Inuyasha had just left through. “Kagome, we need you.” She whispered.