InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I'm Goin' To Miami ❯ Love Hurts pt. 2 ( Chapter 5 )

Konnichi-wa, minna-san!

I know you're all expecting one of my usual disclaimer comics, but I thought for once, just this one time, I'd write a regular disclaimer. It's mainly because I just woke up from a nap and I get serious brain fog until I fully wake up.....which will probably be in the next minute or so.

(TM. Revolution's "Madan" plays loudly)

There it goes! I'm awake now! Okay, here is the next chapter of "I'm Goin' To Miami", enjoy.

Inuyasha interrupts, "Stop! Disclaimer."

What about it?

"You haven't said it yet, that's what!"

Fine, I'll say it-

"Hold it!"

Nani?!

"Say 'I don't own Inuyasha' and don't use the usual smart-ass remarks you always make! Like how you were about to say 'it'!"

.....Damn, you catch on quick. I don't own Inuyasha.

"Whoa. You actually said it?!"

See, people? This is why I don't like sleeping during the day; it puts me in a REALLY apathetic mood. Well, anyway, enjoy the latest chapter of my favorite fanfic!

"I can't believe she said it! For once the AUTHOR'S OOC!"

Get over it, will you Inuyasha? See? Apathy! Hey, I rhymed! I'm gifted!

"Welcome back."

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I'm Goin' To Miami

Chapter 5

"Love Hurts, Love Scars"

"Love Heals, Love Will Save the Day"

Part 2

Inuyasha was walking to StarbucksÓ, still walking on air on his way home from work, a broad smile on his face. He thought for him to smile like that in public, let alone at all, there was something very special about Kikyo!

"Any chance of your feet actually touching the ground today, Inuyasha?" A voice questioned jokingly.

Inuyasha stopped and lowered his head with a lopsided smirk. "Keh! Not jealous are you, Miroku?" He joked, glancing at the actor who was leaning against the wall to the StarbucksÓcoffee shop.

"Me, jealous? I think not." Miroku contradicted. "You've been either walking on air or been in seventh heaven since you met Kikyo. Speaking of seventh heaven, you shouldn't think about her when you're driving; you almost literally took us there the other day, Inuyasha!"

Inuyasha only keh-ed in with laugh, lightheartedly stating that he lived through it so it wasn't that bad. Miroku merely chuckled lightly, his eyes turned to the side.

Inuyasha found Miroku quietness unusual. When he looked at his face, it was rather dark. Something was troubling Miroku.

"Yo Miroku, what is it?" Inuyasha asked.

"What?"

"Don't 'what' me. You only get that serious look when something's bothering you. So tell me, what's wrong?" Inuyasha tone was firm. He was well aware that something was on Miroku's mind.

"It's nothing really, I just thinking how I told Hisakawa Aya-san she would've made the perfect mother for my children and she gave me a white paper with her number on it. Too bad it turned out to be a restraining order." Miroku stated with a light disappointed smile, lying. The number he thought was hers, was actually her lawyer's. She said that number would show up on his Caller ID if he violated that restraining order.

Inuyasha's half-lidded eyes stared in disbelief at him. "If they ever make a movie about a Japanese Austin Powers, I'll make SURE they call you, Miroku!"

Miroku teardropped but chuckled, thinking it was funny. In a way I didn't want to get him in this good of a mood, but it happened. Alright, you gotta tell him Miroku! You're his best friend so you gotta tell him!

"Inuyasha!"

His left ear twitched in the direction of the voice and his head immediately turned. Miroku's eyes cut to the opposite side in slight irritation. He was just about to tell him something important and the problem shows up.

"Kikyo!" Inuyasha exclaimed, seeing her jogging toward him smiling and waving her arms.

There's that smile again. Inuyasha and Miroku's simultaneous thought displaying opposite reactions.

Kikyo reached Inuyasha and gave him a kiss on the lips, sharing a few words with him, that smile never leaving her face. Miroku watched the couple, his back against the coffee shop's wall, his arms folded and a solemn, distrusting visage on his face.

Aimed at Kikyo.

"Hi Miroku-san! Inuyasha and I were going to grab a cup of coffee, would you like to join us?" Kikyo invited.

Miroku forced a smile and politely declined, saying he had to get home and take care of some things. Given that, they let him get on his way and went inside. Miroku looked at them through the window; Inuyasha was sharing a conversation with his dear Kikyo and having such a great time. The actor looked very troubled.

"Buddha, I wish I was wrong." Miroku said to himself before continuing home.

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That evening, Inuyasha had returned home and was watching TV; specifically VH1's "I Love The 80s Strikes Back: 1983" for the second time. Next to "Ed, Edd n' Eddy", that was his favorite show. Plus he loved telling people that it was entertaining and educational as he was learning something about American culture.....in a way.

The ringing of the phone interrupted his thoughts. Luckily it sounded just as the commercials came on; the caller had a 45% chance of getting answered (compared to the normal 19%).

Inuyasha was on his way to the refrigerator anyway and decided to answer the phone since it was along the way, provided it was someone worth his time. He checked the Caller ID.

Houshi Miroku.

Inuyasha picked up. "Yo."

"Hey, Inuyasha. What's up?"

"Not much, just chillin'. 'I Love the 80s Strikes Back' is on again. Nothing else was on, so I decided to watch it again." Inuyasha explained as he pulled out a pack of ramen and a pack of Almond Crush Pocky from his cabinet and placed them on the counter.

"Hm. I'm not really doing much myself, just reading my graphic novels again." Miroku stated. He had a reason for calling Inuyasha; since he didn't tell him earlier, Miroku had to now. He didn't want to, though.

Inuyasha wouldn't be able to take it.

Finally, Miroku got his nerve together and broke the silence. "Look Inuyasha, I called you because....well, there's something I had wanted to tell you earlier."

Miroku heard Inuyasha's microwave sound off and sighed. Great, he making ramen. Now he'll really tune me out.

Inuyasha took the ramen out of the microwave and then noticed the silence on the other line.

"Miroku, if ya got somethin' to say, say it!"

"Uh...Inuyasha...."

"Miroku, will you just say it already!"

Miroku paused and then spoke.

"Kikyo's cheating on you."

Inuyasha froze.

The long silence made Miroku anxious.

Inuyasha turned his eyes toward the receiver of his cordless phone. "What?" He demanded in a stunned tone of voice.

Miroku was silent, trying to get his words together.

"Miroku," Inuyasha said firmly, trying to control himself. "What the hell are you talking about?" His voice still firm, his words slow.

Miroku closed his eyes, praying Inuyasha would take it well and continued,

"I made sure I was absolutely certain of it before I told you, and I am. I saw Kikyo at the studio last week. She was a bit of a distance from where I was. I was at the refreshment table going over the script for this commercial I'll be doing next week and heard Kikyo say 'hello'. I turned around, thinking she was talking to me, but she had addressed that to someone else. It was a man who had greeted Kikyo first and started to flirt with her a little. I automatically thought of how you'd go into conniptions about some other man approaching her like that, and it made me laugh a little. However, I noticed how Kikyo responded to him and it caught my full attention. She smiled at him and flirted back. The way she smiled at him, I started to think it was the same one she'd always give you, but it wasn't. Compared to the smile she gave that man, it looked like she wasn't even revealing her true self to you, Inuyasha."

Miroku paused. He thought he had heard Inuyasha say something. Hearing silence, he continued.

"I watched as she turned away to leave. She looked back with a kind of flirty look and walked off slowly. Several hours later as I left the studio for the day, I saw Kikyo walking across the parking lot to her car and that man was there waiting for her. I tried to make myself unknown and watched him, I suspected he was up to something, but I wanted to be certain before I made a foolish move. The man spoke to Kikyo and she spoke back. From my distance, I couldn't make out their conversation. After a while, he stepped back and opened her car door for her. Kikyo got in and said something more to the man, I looked carefully and it looked like he had asked something of her. Kikyo appeared to have thought about it and nodded her head in agreement. She drove off. I saw her only once the following day and she was with that man the whole time. I didn't see Kikyo the next day, or for the rest of the week. I didn't see him either.

"I arrived at the studio early in this morning. I realized I was rather early so I decided to just hang out in the parking lot until it was time for the shooting. I was admiring the morning sky and cool air and then saw Kikyo standing by front gates. She kept looking at her watch and to the sides. The gates had opened at six so I wondered why she was standing there. I started to think she was waiting for you, but it was twenty minutes after seven and you were still asleep. Then just as I decided to walk over to her and keep her company, that man from last week appeared and surprised her. It was starting to irritate me that he kept approaching her in a flirty manner. That's when I saw him move in and give her a kiss on the cheek. Kikyo looked at him surprised, but then she threw her arms around his neck and gave him a very passionate kiss!

"I had honestly tried to give Kikyo the benefit of a doubt that she was only messing with him and telling him she wasn't interested. But after seeing her kiss him like that, I couldn't deny it any longer. Inuyasha, I'm sorry, but her heart belongs to another. ......Inuyasha?"

Inuyasha had blinked only twice during the entirety of Miroku's explanation. His eyes stared aimlessly before him as he tried to process everything he heard.

"Inuyasha?"

He shut his eyes and lowered his head, leaning on his arm over the counter.

"Inuyasha-"

"You're lying."

Miroku stared at Inuyasha's quiet response, but he heard it clearly.

"Inu-"

"You're lying!" Inuyasha growled louder. He was angry at Miroku; in-denial angry. He demanded that Miroku explain his accusation, he listened, and didn't believe a word of it. Not a single word! Kikyo wouldn't that to him! She was pure and honest! She would never betray him!

Miroku stayed collected. He knew Inuyasha would be more than upset, but he hadn't expected him thinking he was lying. Miroku attempted again to assure Inuyasha that he wasn't lying.

"Inuyasha, I told you I made absolutely sure that what I saw was true! I wouldn't make a false accusation like that! I'm telling the truth!"

"Kikyo would never cheat on me! I don't believe one frickin' word! You're just hating on Kikyo out of jealousy! Screw you, Miroku!" Inuyasha snarled, then slammed the phone down.

Miroku gently hung up the phone, holding his head in his hand. He wasn't offended by Inuyasha's response. Miroku knew nobody liked to have someone break the news to them that their beloved was unfaithful. But he was certain; not only was Kikyo cheating on him, but she was toying with his heart. It would be a long while before Inuyasha cooled down after hearing that. What went through his mind now was how long would it be before he found out for himself?

Inuyasha stood in the kitchen beside the counter, his eyes closed and Miroku's words drifting inside his head. He didn't believe Kikyo was cheating on him, but he didn't believe that Miroku would lie to him either. In fact, Miroku had never once lied to Inuyasha in his life.

Now he grew confused. Kikyo was faithful, but Miroku was telling the truth. The actor even had evidence against her!

Maybe Miroku saw someone else instead of Kikyo.....I mean, he was in the parking lot and Kikyo was over by the front gates of the studio. I've been there before and that's a long distance between them. Miroku says he saw Kikyo, but it could've been someone else. He thought. It was possible, after all.

Inuyasha's eyes unconsciously turned to the phone and remained there. The natural thought that came to him in this confusion was to call Kikyo and ask her for the truth. But if he did that, he'd be insulting her. Kikyo would think Inuyasha didn't trust her if he questioned her love for him. Inuyasha's hand backed away from the phone, hesitated, then picked it up and dialed her number.

Doubt was starting linger inside him, and he wanted to eradicate it immediately.

He heard Kikyo's phone ring three times, then got her answering machine.

"Hello, this Miko Kikyo. I'm sorry, but I am not home right now. Please leave a message and I will get back you later. (Beep!)"

"Hey, Kikyo! It's Inuyasha! Kikyo? Pick up if you're home-"

"Hello!" Kikyo answered after hurrying to the phone.

"Hi." Inuyasha greeted with a little smile.

"Hi! How are you, Inuyasha? Well, I hope?"

"Well yeah.....actually not."

"What's wrong?"

"Uh...."

"You can tell me anything, Inuyasha. What is it?"

Kikyo's soft assurance relieved him slightly, "It's about you."

"About me?"

"Yeah... is there anyone else on your mind?"

Kikyo was quiet for a short while. "What- No, I'm not seeing anyone else, if that's what you're asking, Inuyasha. Absolutely no one."

Inuyasha exhaled deeply, relieved. Then Kikyo asked why he asked her.

"Well Miroku said he saw you flirting with some jock the other week and then he said that he saw you at the gates to the studio kissing on him." Remembering that, part of the burden returned. That was what hit Inuyasha pretty hard.

"That's not true, Inuyasha. It was true that I had business there but my appointment wasn't scheduled until ten-thirty that morning. Was Miroku in the parking lot when he said that happened?"

"Yeah, like in the middle of it."

"It wasn't me." Kikyo said. "It had to have been another woman. Ever since I gained popularity with the public, nearly every woman has been trying to look like me. Some of them could've done better, and some have even looked almost identical to me!"

Inuyasha threw his head back, his eyes closed and smiling. He knew it! Kikyo was faithful to him and Miroku hadn't lied to him!

"Inuyasha, don't be mad at Miroku. I'm sure it was an honest mistake." Kikyo replied.

"Yeah, he sounded like he didn't want to believe it either. But I did holler at him for it, I'll have to get back to him later." Inuyasha was secretly feeling guilty for falsely chewing out Miroku. "Well, that was all I wanted to know, Kikyo. Thanks for clearin' that up."

"You're welcome, bye-bye."

"Bye." Inuyasha said with a dreamy smile, hanging up the phone and leaning against the counter, his world at peace again.

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It was one o'clock in the morning when Inuyasha decided to head back home He gone out just to have sometime to himself. He went to the movies and checked out an American movie he had wanted to see for a long time called, "I.Robot". It was really cool, he went to see it mainly because he thought Will Smith was a bad-ass actor (A/N: (grinning) Who didn't?). For the rest of his time out, Inuyasha mainly just walked around his neighborhood and hung out in his favorite tree in the park looking up at the night sky.

He had dozed off and when he woke up it was ten minutes to one. Inuyasha had enjoyed his night out, and decided to run back home, jumping from lamp post to lamp post just for the fun of it.

As Inuyasha leapt in the air, he remembered the street he was on. Kikyo's place was just up ahead. As he neared, Inuyasha was filled with a desire to see her. It was the middle of the night, but he still wanted to see her.

Inuyasha picked up his pace and quickly approached Kikyo's house. Then something caught his eye.

He knew Kikyo drove white 2004 Beetle (she thought it was a cute car) and always had it parked on the right side of her driveway.

But what the hell was that Suzuki motorcycle doing against the tree in her front lawn?!

Inuyasha's eyes narrowed. Something was up. He had been to Kikyo's house numerous times and he never once saw a motorcycle in her possession!

He landed on the ground and ran toward the motorcycle, sniffing it.

It belonged to a man!

Now Inuyasha KNEW something was off. He approached the front door and sniffed around; his nose directed him to the doorknob, which had the same scent on it as the motorcycle! Inuyasha growled. He turned the knob and was surprised that the door was unlocked!

Worry filled Inuyasha as he feared someone had broken into her home. He ran inside but remained quiet as to not let the assailant know he was there. Inuyasha crept up through the living room and up the stairs. The man's scent was all in the air! As the half-demon neared the upper level of the house, the scent became stronger!

I knew it! Someone else is here! Wh-What the hell is that sound?!

Inuyasha quietly rushed upstairs but stopped when noise entered his ears. He listened carefully and put on a face of incredulity as he recognized the sound.

Screaming. Screaming and groaning coming from two voices.

Inuyasha was disgusted! But then he sniffed again.

He smelled the man's scent......and Kikyo's!

Inuyasha's eyes flew open in horror when a thought came to him!

A man had entered Kikyo's house and was raping her!

Inuyasha started to bolt down the hall, preparing to rip the assailant to pieces when he heard a scream come from Kikyo.

It wasn't one of pain, or even fear.

It was a scream of.....pleasure.

Inuyasha's mind then went blank in confusion. The sound grew louder as he approached the room from where it was coming from. The door was cracked open just enough to where Inuyasha could look inside and get a clear view.

But when he looked into the room, he wished it was closed.

There was Kikyo lying on her bed......with that man riding her! He was screaming and groaning in pleasure as he vigorously thrust in and out of her; Kikyo had her back arched, eyes shut tight, screaming in ecstasy, her right hand tightly gripping the sheets. She soon reached her climax, screaming loudly and calling out his name.

"AHH! OHH! OHHH! MIYAKAZE!! MIYAKAZE!!"

Inuyasha stood slumped over against the wall beside the door frame, his white hair covering his eyes. His heartbeat slowed significantly upon learning the truth. From the neck down, Inuyasha's body felt lifeless.

So, Miroku was right.....

That was Inuyasha's only thought as he rose off the wall and exited the house, dragging his heavy body.

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Miroku lay awake in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He turned his head and looked at his clock.

2:43A.M.

He sighed and brought his eyes back to the ceiling. He just couldn't get to sleep. Luckily Miroku would be able to sleep in since the commercial shooting for tomorrow was postponed until the day after. He had a bad case of insomnia due to the ordeal with Kikyo and Inuyasha's relationship.

The fact that she was unfaithful constantly ran through his mind; Inuyasha's reaction was what kept him up so long. Miroku could bet his life that Inuyasha would be heartbroken. The half-demon would put on a good front and go about his business, but inside he would be hurting badly.

Miroku sighed again, closing his eyes. He decided that he just could not get to sleep, so he decided to get up and do something that might cure his insomnia when he heard the phone ring. Miroku stared, wondering who would call him at a quarter to three in the morning.

"Moshi-moshi?" He answered.

"Yo, Miroku."

"Inuyasha? It's almost three in the morning!"

"I know. Look, about earlier today-"

"Inuyasha, I understand. I knew you'd get upset that I would accuse Kikyo of cheating on you."

"Yeah well, thanks for being enough of a friend to tell me, I thought it over and I knew it couldn't have been easy for you." Inuyasha sympathized. "Look, I'm sorry for chewin' you out earlier today, Miroku.

"It's alright, Inuyasha. I'm not angry. Earlier at Starbucks, I watched you have a conversation with Kikyo and you were really enjoying yourself. I hadn't seen you be so open with anyone other than me. I kept hoping that I was wrong about her. I wanted to be wrong."

Inuyasha was silent for a while. He had just gotten home after trudging from Kikyo's house and laid on his bed when he decided to wake Miroku up and apologize. That'd be one minor burden lifted from his broken heart.

"Inuyasha? Is something wrong? I can't think of a time before when you called me at three in the morning. Something on your mind."

"This may sound stupid, but I was just thinking and that song, 'Every Rose Has Its Thorn' got stuck in my head." Inuyasha responded quietly.

Miroku noticed something different in Inuyasha's voice. It wasn't like him to sound that. Normally, Inuyasha's voice was full of crankiness and at times, aggressiveness. But it never sounded lifeless.

"Yeah, it can get pretty catchy sometimes."

"Keh. Catchy nothing."

There we go. Inuyasha's back. Miroku thought.

"Kikyo's my rose and my finger's bleeding from the thorn." Inuyasha muttered to himself, staring blankly at his finger. His finger was fine; it was his heart that was bleeding.

Miroku overheard Inuyasha's metaphorical statement and his face darkened.

"Inuyasha..." Miroku uttered in sadness.

He heard the click of the phone on the other end hanging up. Miroku hung up his phone and hung his head.

Inuyasha found out.

The half-demon moped around for the next couple of days.

He was devastated that Kikyo had cheated on him. It hurt more that he had caught her in the act with her lover and screaming his name.

Miyakaze.....

Hearing that name on Kikyo's lips as the memory played was like a shot to his heart.

Miroku came over after a few days to see if he could offer his friend any comfort. He was at a loss as Inuyasha was too heartbroken to even tell him to get lost. It was a job just to get him to eat!

Not even the once powerful ramen could cure the half-demon of his ailment! (o_o)

Ramen was a universal cure for anything that royally bothered Inuyasha, it even worked on broken legs!

However, a broken heart was different. Ramen couldn't heal an ailment of this magnitude.

Inuyasha knew it was stupid to mope around the way he did, but he couldn't help it. He knew his best friend was only trying to help and comfort him, and he tried not to be a pain in the ass, but nothing Miroku did could help him. Inuyasha wanted only one thing.

Kikyo.

It was clear that she had cheated on him, but he still wanted her back.

Miroku decided to try the ramen trick again, Inuyasha had barely eaten a thing for days and he had to get something in his system, junk food or not. He came into the living room with a bowl of beef flavored ramen only to find that Inuyasha was gone.

The actor wondered where he went when he found a note in Inuyasha's handwriting on the sofa. It said that he had gone out to get some air, a walk might do him some good.

Miroku figured this was a step toward progress. Going for a little walk and doing something to get his mind off that woman would help him. Miroku took a seat and helped himself to the ramen he made for Inuyasha. He probably wouldn't have eaten it anyway.

Inuyasha walked along the city streets with no particular destination. The sun was just hovering over the horizon, preparing to call it a day. The sky was a deep orange with matching clouds; the buildings and scenery were also tinted with the hue of the setting sun.

Inuyasha just looked as he noticed. As he continued to walk he took a good look at his location and recalled his previous path. Unconsciously, he had traveled down every road and street he'd taken with Kikyo. When he realized this, Inuyasha felt his heart begin to ache, literally. He winced slightly at the pain, but paid no mind to it and continued walking.

He then came across the park he and Kikyo came to on one of their dates. He winced and groaned as he felt a sharp pain in his heart this time. It lingered for a couple of seconds before fading.

What the hell was that about? Inuyasha wondered.

He looked up and then turned around to leave, then stopped. Two scents entered his nose, causing him to turn back toward the park entrance and sniff the air.

His beloved Kikyo....... "and that damned bastard who fucked her!"

Inuyasha immediately took off into the park, following the scents. He bared his claws, preparing to rip that guy's flesh into ribbons! The scents lead him to a small open field behind a bunch of trees that allowed people a beautiful view of Tokyo from above. Inuyasha exited the maze of trees and came across the field, discovering two people in the far distance.

It was Kikyo and that Miyakaze guy.

Inuyasha's eyes locked on him as they narrowed with rage, a quiet growl escaped from his gnashed bared fangs. He rose his right hand and cracked his knuckles, baring his claws. Inuyasha took three steps forward when he suddenly stopped and stared at the sight before him.

Kikyo took his neck in her arms and gave him a passionate kiss, which he returned.

Inuyasha froze and just stared, the image eradicating whatever thoughts were in his head. He just stood before them, staring in complete heartbreak, fighting back the tears beginning to form in his eyes.

Miyakaze broke the embrace and looked into Kikyo's eyes. "So I'll see you at nine?"

Kikyo leaned on him smiling, her arms around his neck. "I can't wait, but why don't we move it up an hour?"

"Why so early? Oh right, you can't wait. Well, what about Inuyasha?"

"Hm, what about him?" Kikyo replied with a cold flirty smile.

Miyakaze chuckled, agreeing with her. "Of course, it's not like the idiot jock means anything."

Kikyo giggled, agreeing with him. Miyakaze agreed to the time and departed. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Inuyasha glaring at him with his glowing demon eyes. Instantly, he picked up his pace and was soon out of sight.

Kikyo watched him walk off and blew a kiss to him.

"I love you, Miyakaze." She whispered.

Inuyasha's rage vanished the second Kikyo's whisper entered his ears. He just stood there staring in disbelief.

"Kikyo....."

Though soft and almost inaudible, Inuyasha's voice reached Kikyo's ears, causing her turn and meet his eyes.

She gasped softly as her eyes widened. She hadn't expected him there!

Inuyasha's expression became emotionless. His appearance showed his usual indifference, but inside he felt like he was dying. Inuyasha kept that hidden from Kikyo.

Kikyo stared at him for a while before stupidly asking, "How long have you been there?"

She looked like a child that had got caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar.

"Not long, just two, three minutes." Inuyasha answered indifferently.

Kikyo just nodded her head, turning her eyes away from him.

Inuyasha was confused at his emotions. He felt he should be angry at her, he felt he should inquire as to why she had betrayed him, he even felt as though he should yell at her for what she did that night.

But he didn't. Inuyasha wasn't at all angry at her. He was hurt; very hurt, but he let it go and focused on the main thing here. Given that, Inuyasha let his real feelings come forth.

"Kikyo, I'm not angry. I'm not angry or spiteful. I still love you, and all I want is to have you back. I'm not even concerned about whasisface, all I want is to have you back."

Kikyo gave Inuyasha a look that nearly scared him to death: a look of confusion. It was like she didn't know what he was talking about. After his words processed in her head, Kikyo realized what Inuyasha was telling her. She laughed, laughed like it was a joke.

"I'm sorry, maybe I've misunderstood something. Just so I get it right, are you saying that we're lovers?"

Inuyasha was aghast by her reaction. "Yes, I love you. I'm in love with you, Kikyo."

His soft gaze into her eyes told her that Inuyasha was dead serious. He was truly head over heels in love with her.

"Ooh-la-la." Kikyo mumbled audibly, holding the side of her head and looking down at the ground, troubled.

"Kikyo? What is it?" Inuyasha asked as he recognized that expression. In French, it was a saying indicating that there was a problem.

"Inuyasha, I know that you're in love with me, anyone could see that. But what gave you the idea that we're lovers?" She asked with an uneasy smile.

Inuyasha felt his heart breaking more. It felt was like it was a jewel cracking.

"When I told you 'I love you' for the first time and you embraced me tighter and kissed me on my cheek." Inuyasha recalled, his heartbreak evident in his voice.

CRICK! Crick!

"That was your conclusion? That didn't mean anything! I just thought you were such a sweetheart being sincere like that." Kikyo said, her smile broadening.

CRACK!

Inuyasha was pale. He didn't know what was going on. This wasn't the Kikyo he knew....she was different.

"Kikyo.....what...."

She sighed, coming to a conclusion. "Look Inuyasha, you're a very sweet guy, really. I know only a handful of guys who'd show their sincerity by giving a girl chocolates AND a trip to a spa for White Day. But, well, face it. I'm human, you're a half-demon. I couldn't be seen having someone like you for a lover."

CRACK! CRACK!!

"What does race have to do with anything?" Inuyasha inquired softly, trying to withstand that painful aching in his heart. "People have gotten on my case for being in love with a human but I didn't give a damn. When you love someone that much, you don't care about anything else."

Kikyo looked at Inuyasha kind of coldly, almost mockingly. "Yes. I suppose I can't contradict that logic."

Crick!

Inuyasha caught something in Kikyo's voice, something that went right through his heart and caused more pain.

"Kikyo, you mean more than the world to me. Wasn't I that way with you? What are you trying to say? Just tell me." Inuyasha pleaded, sadly.

Kikyo looked deep into his saddened golden eyes and for a second, felt pity.

For a second.

"Inuyasha, I know you love me and I know you declared it with all your heart but, you're a half-demon. I could never see you as my lover. The thought is just absurd-"

Kikyo stopped and looked deep into his eyes.

"I don't love you, Inuyasha."

SHATTER!!!!!

Shards of Inuyasha's heart scattered all about his body.

A cold wind blew his hair about. His head drooped lifelessly, a black mask covering his eyes.

"I see....." Inuyasha said lifelessly, almost inaudibly.

Kikyo stared worried at his expression. "Inuyasha?"

He remained still then lifted his head up, smiling brightly, his eyes narrowed and swelling with tears. Inuyasha tried desperately to keep them inside his eyes.

"Man! You and I as lovers! What the hell was I thinking? Ha! Me and my little imagination..." Inuyasha stated with a false lighthearted chuckle, his hand resting on the back of his head as he looked away at the horizon.

Kikyo stared at him, a little scared. "A-Are you alright, Inuyasha?"

Inuyasha looked back at Kikyo. His expression didn't change, nor did he answer her question. He just continued to look at her with that false smile, then glanced at the horizon. The sun had set a while ago.

Finally, Inuyasha spoke, "Well I'm guessing it's about a quarter to seven about now. You'd better hurry and get ready for your date, Kikyo. You know how it takes you so long to look your best."

Kikyo eased up a bit, realizing he was right. "Y-Yeah, I'll do that. Goodbye, Inuyasha."

Kikyo hurried off, leaving Inuyasha in the dark starless sky. The black mask returned as he lowered his head, but restrained his tears.

"Goodbye, Kikyo.....

ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo < p>It had been a long walk home for Inuyasha.

He stood leaning against the wall of his kitchen, his body slumping forward.

I knew it. He thought with false bitterness. I knew it was too good to be true. Just when I give someone my heart and think they've accepted it, they throw it back in my face saying they don't want the heart of a half-demon! Damn it all! Damn it all to hell!......What did I do? What did I do wrong to make her leave me?

Inuyasha slammed the side of his fist into the wall, cracking it. His sorrow soon overtook him. The agony in his heart hurt him badly. Inuyasha could take pain, but this kind was too much for him. His head hung in anguish, and finally, one tear escaped his eye, then another and soon, all of them fell. Inuyasha didn't hold them back anymore, he just let his tears stream down his face as he mourned the loss of his love, Kikyo.

Inuyasha asked himself again what he did to make her reject him, not satisfied with the reason being that he was half-demon. For the past year, he had been in heaven knowing.....thinking someone cared about him. That someone loved him, and loved him for who and what he was.

Now she was gone. She was gone and she took his heaven with her, leaving him hell.

Inuyasha lifted his head when his tears ceased to flow. Something on the counter caught his attention.

It was the butcher's knife that had laid on the kitchen counter for the last two weeks that Inuyasha had put off moving, seeing as it was no harm just laying there.

He walked over to it and picked it up, staring at it intently for a long while. He admired how it shone in the light.

Inuyasha's face darkened. Like my life is worth living anyway.

Inuyasha turned the blade downward and held it in the air above his head, preparing to plunge it through his stomach. He lifted the knife a little higher and tightened his grip on it, then sent it downward!

Inuyasha stood not moving a muscle. Just less than a split second after Inuyasha sent the knife on its path to his stomach, something inside him drove the blade off course and into his right side, slashing it rather deeply but miraculously missing an organ.

Inuyasha stood completely still, his hair covering his downcast eyes. He didn't even wince at the pain of his injured side. He looked down and found the side of his shirt was stained a crimson red; it was quickly soaking with his blood and running down his jeans.

Inuyasha turned his eyes away, his hair falling over them, covering them.

He couldn't kill himself.

He couldn't bear that horrible agony in his heart, but he couldn't kill himself. Something inside him wouldn't allow him to.

Inuyasha straightened up and let go of the butcher's knife, letting it drop to the floor. He just remained standing there, nothing going on inside his head save Kikyo's voice.

I'm human, you're a half-demon, Inuyasha.......

That didn't mean anything......

Yes, I suppose I can't argue with that logic.......

Inuyasha dragged into the living room, Kikyo's words repeating relentlessly in his head. His breathing slowly grew ragged and labored. He clutched the center of his chest as that pain advanced.

I could never see you as my lover, Inuyasha......it's absurd........

You're a half-demon.....

What made you think we were lovers?

That didn't mean anything......

Inuyasha strained harshly. The pain was growing worse.

Half-demon......

I could never see you as my lover.....

I don't love you, Inuyasha......

Suddenly, an incredibly sharp and fierce pain shot though the center of Inuyasha's heart! That same pain extended with each heartbeat until it was felt all over his entire heart.

Inuyasha screamed at the top of his lungs, gripping his chest as he felt a tremendous pressure accompanying the incredible pain! His breathing was deep and very labored as he staggered across the living room before falling over against the foot of his sofa. Inuyasha's teeth gnashed together as his head laid on the cushions and his hand continued to clutch his chest! He looked before him through his narrowly opened eyes and saw the phone on the kitchen counter. Inuyasha saw the phone, but did nothing more than look at it.

Another pain shot through his heart, this one being worse than the previous ones! Inuyasha screamed and clutched his chest so hard he pierced his skin with his own claws!

The attack ceased afterward, leaving Inuyasha weary and panting heavily. His body quickly began to feel very weak. His hand loosened its grip on his chest and fell into his lap as his eyes closed. Inuyasha's face fell onto the sofa cushions, his heaving chest gradually slowing down.

It slowed and slowed, until it stopped.

Inuyasha lay there motionless.

From outside came the sound of Miroku's voice. He was muttering something about not being able to walk through a supermarket without getting mobbed. He hollered to Inuyasha that it was him at the door, but he received no answer.

Miroku's eyes narrowed, puzzled. "Hmm, that's unusual. He always yells 'it's open'. Inuyasha? It's Miroku!"

Miroku turned the knob and discovered it was unlocked.

Something's wrong. He never leaves his doors unlocked at this time. Miroku thought.

He rushed inside, calling Inuyasha but getting no answer. Miroku entered the living room and found Inuyasha sprawled out at the foot of the sofa.

Miroku at first thought he was sleeping until his eyes saw the small puddle of blood on the other side of him. His eyes widened in horror as he rushed toward Inuyasha's still body. There was a deep slash in his right side, his white hair covered his closed eyes and he wasn't breathing!

"Kami-sama! INUYASHA!"

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Miroku sat in the waiting room, praying to Buddha that Inuyasha was alright. Inuyasha had been rushed to the hospital in a flash, Miroku insisted on riding with him in the ambulance.

After an hour, one of the surgeons came into the waiting room and asked for Miroku.

The surgeon explained what had happened, "I'm not certain what could've triggered it, perhaps extreme stress, but Inuyasha has suffered a very serious heart attack. Also because of the wound on his side, he's lost a large amount of blood as well. In addition, in the ER, Inuyasha flatlined four times on the operating table. I was glad he came back and stayed with us after the fourth time, but it really gave me the idea that he was saying he didn't want to live. That's the impression I get whenever something like that happens. Right now, Inuyasha's in stable condition and he needs some time to rest. You can visit him in a few hours, Miroku-san."

As the surgeon walked off, Miroku lifted his head and a mouthed a "thank-you" to the heavens despite being in shock at what he heard.

Needless to say, the next day Hanyou Inuyasha's heart attack was all over the news media. For the following week, that was all that mattered in the fashion world. Miroku seemed to have somehow avoided a majority of reporters trying to get information about the model's ailment, but Kikyo wasn't so lucky. Since she was very close to Inuyasha, the newscast immediately went to her. She gave no other comment except that they should ask him when he was released from the hospital.

Inuyasha laid in his hospital bed staring outside his window, the only place that wasn't filled with get-well presents sent by his adoring fans. Kikyo had been the only thing on his mind for the past four hours since he awoke from sleeping for four and half days. Inuyasha wished he could think about something else, but he couldn't. He still loved Kikyo; after all that had happened, Inuyasha still loved her and longed for her.

Miroku sat beside him reading some of the cards aloud trying to entertain Inuyasha as he visited him. He was elated upon hearing him chuckle lightly at the previous one. That showed he was alive at least, but that was all he heard from him after that. Miroku was now snooping around the presents, taking a poll to see how many of them were from young women than men; after a minute he counted how many men, if any, sent in a present. He randomly picked a small card from one of them and read it aloud to Inuyasha. It was from a devoted fan wishing him a quick and complete recovery so that he could run away with him.

Miroku gawked at the pronoun and read it again to make sure he heard it right. That made Inuyasha laugh. That fact that it messed Miroku up to hear a guy hittin' on a guy and that a guy would think he would run away with him made him laugh.

Seeing as it cracked Inuyasha up, Miroku started chuckling, finding it rather funny himself. Disturbing, but funny.

Inuyasha resumed staring outside his window and Miroku figured he would just read the cards for his amusement and leave his friend alone for a while. There was a silence afterward, then Inuyasha spoke.

"Miroku?"

"Yes, Inuyasha?" Miroku answered, caught off guard at hearing Inuyasha speak.

He paused, then asked his question, "What's it like? You know, chasin' women the way you do?"

Miroku's eyebrow rose at Inuyasha's question. Never in his life had Inuyasha asked such a question, well not like he was truly curious about it.

"Well, when we were kids it was kinda fun for me. I got to meet women of all kinds. And I was pretty popular with the ladies in high school. Of course, I had my good days when I was surrounded by pretty girls and I found out how soft their rears were. Then I had my bad days when they boyfriends on the football team found out. You know one of the coaches tried to recruit me for the track team? He said they could win races left and right with me! Well, I shouldn't have said 'tried' seeing as how I joined when he said all the girls love a guy who can run....'cuz then they chase after him!"

Inuyasha snickered. "Sucks being you. That pretty much screwed you for life!" He joked weakly.

Miroku laughed, agreeing with him. "Yes, I imagine you're right, Inuyasha. That's been happening ever since I joined track. I could get away from a girl's boyfriend, but I have difficulty evading the girl! It wasn't until I became Japan's Hottest Actor that I tired of the attention. At least in track I didn't have to worry about getting run over! But why did you ask, Inuyasha? Usually you look too embarrassed to be around me when women were around."

"One, I just wanted to talk about something since you and I haven't really hung out like we used to for over a year. Two, I was curious to see how many smackdowns you take a regular basis. Three, I was actually thinking about joining Club H." He answered, never taking his eyes from the window.

Miroku asked Inuyasha why; first why he wanted to join "Club H" and then why he called him an H.

"It would be my way of swearing off having a relationship with women." Miroku could see the evident depression in Inuyasha's voice when he answered that.

"Membership denied."

For the first time all day, Miroku found Inuyasha's head turned away from the window and his golden eyes on him, questioning his denial.

"I think you should give love another shot, Inuyasha I mean, don't judge all women just because of Kikyo."

"It ain't like I got anything against women, Miroku. I just can't figure it out. I can't figure why....." Inuyasha trailed off. As soon as he spoke, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

Miroku figured out Inuyasha was talking about Kikyo's unfaithfulness to him and offered him his opinion, "Inuyasha, you yourself did nothing wrong. In fact, you went by all rules: you treated Kikyo with love and respect and you didn't act like she was your property. Instead of repeatedly telling her that you loved her, you told her you loved her and showed that you loved her! Kikyo's the one who screwed up here, Inuyasha! You are Japan's Hottest Model! You could have any woman you wanted, you could even have as many as you want and you chose one. Japan's Hottest Model fell deeply in love in her and she refused him for some guy!"

Inuyasha was silent as he thought about it. He knew Miroku didn't mean to try to make him exalt himself, but he tried to firmly grasp his point.

There was a quiet knock on the door. Miroku and Inuyasha looked to see who it was.

"Inuyasha-Bossman?"

It was Yura. She was wearing a black tank top with faded black cargo pants and a spiked choker. She had been out of town for a while with her cousins to sightsee parts of Southern Japan and spent the last three days trying to get back to Tokyo to see Inuyasha. In her hands she held a gift wrapped in shiny red paper. On her face, she looked very tired and worried sick.

Yura saw Inuyasha in his bed looking very pale, weak and saddened. On the verge of tears, but trying to hold them back because she knew he couldn't take a woman crying, Yura shoved the gift in Miroku's arms and rushed to her boss's side.

"Inuyasha-Bossman! I got back as soon as I could when I heard you were in the hospital! I thought since you were a half-demon you had recovered quickly so I just went by the Takahashi building to see if you were there and they told me you were still in the hospital! Then I thought it had to have been very serious for you to be in the hospital for this long! Are you alright now?" Yura asked, worried to death almost.

"Oh yeah, great." Inuyasha stated sarcastically. "Miroku told me the doctor's said I had a heart attack and I flatlined four times...Miroku, what's with your hands?"

Yura looked behind her at Miroku, who just sat in his chair looking innocent. He had been making signals to Inuyasha behind her back to leave out the flatline part; he knew Yura would have a heart attack herself if she heard about that!

Yura didn't have a heart attack but she lamented loud enough to give Inuyasha another one! She then showered him with attention, offering to make him more comfortable and serve him all of his meals. Inuyasha weakly hollered for Yura to chill, he was fine. Yura obeyed and calmed down, but she remained standing at the side of his bed just in case he needed anything. Miroku smiled at all the attention and care she gave Inuyasha. Yura didn't chase after him like a fangirl, but it was obvious she truly cared about him dearly. Miroku started to wonder if maybe she and Inuyasha could be a couple. His face went blank and he shook his head. Goth chicks weren't Inuyasha's type, especially the kind that break into his house in the middle of the night to steal a lock of his hair.

Yura looked around the hospital room. She saw Inuyasha in bed, she saw Miroku beside him in a chair, she saw an open window to let in some light, and she definitely saw all of the flowers, cards and get-well presents.

Who she DIDN'T see caused her eyes to narrow and her lips to frown.

Inuyasha-Bossman has been in the hospital for four days and of all the presents and cards here, I don't see a single one from HER. "Miroku, Inuyasha-Bossman's been here for four days, right?"

"Yes."

"Did he get any other visitors besides you?" Yura inquired, suspicion in her voice.

"Yes, I came by everyday for several hours and a number of Inuyasha's fans came by the room but never came inside; they didn't want to bother him. They came to me and presented me with their gifts and cards when the nurses weren't around and gave Inuyasha their regards for good health. Even a few Shinto priests and priestesses came by to give him blessings for recovery." Miroku explained, then gave Yura a questioning visage.

Yura was looking at Miroku with an accusing face when she heard him say 'Inuyasha's fans' and 'priestesses'. She approached him and gently poked his cheek. Miroku winced lightly in pain, then rubbed his cheek.

"Mm-hmm. Thought so." Yura could predict Miroku like the weather. But she went easy on him, if he had hit on everyone of them, he would've screamed instead of winced. It was safe to guess that he just hit on two of the women.

"Yura, where exactly are you going with the inquiries?" Miroku asked.

"I noticed Inuyasha-Bossman has been here with a serious condition and SHE hasn't been here at all!" Yura hissed. "I think she had something to do with his ailment."

Yura turned toward the window when her eyes looked down and saw Inuyasha's sad face. Immediately she asked why he looked that way.

"Kikyo left me. She said she couldn't see having a half-demon for her lover." Inuyasha said quietly after a silence.

Yura AND Miroku became enraged upon hearing that. Miroku just thought Kikyo was completely out of her mind to dump someone like Inuyasha but it just made his blood boil to hear that she rejected him just because of his race!

Yura was enraged, but she didn't express it. She was very calm about it, but seeing the heartbreak on Inuyasha's face tore her apart.

"I knew it." Yura muttered audibly. "I just knew there was something about that woman that I didn't like! And I sensed it too!"

Yura caught Inuyasha's attention. "What're you talking about Yura? Sensed what?"

"I wish I had told you earlier, Inuyasha-Bossman, but you looked so happy with Kikyo and I had never seen you like that before; I couldn't bear to tell you that I thought she was no good. Plus, it would've sounded like I was just jealous of her. After a while, I started to wonder why I thought spitefully of her and I wished the two of you happiness. But after stopping by the Takahashi building I wish I could've chopped her into little pieces!" Yura growled that last part, recalling her memory.

Yura then remembered that Inuyasha was in the hospital recovering from his heart attack. If she told him what Kikyo truly was, who knows how he'd take it?

"What happened Yura? Was Kikyo with another man?" Miroku asked.

Yura seriously hesitated. She honestly didn't know how Inuyasha would take it. But then she heard Inuyasha ask her again what happened.

"Oh me, very well. I was in Nagasaki with four of my cousins to go to a Gosu Rori (Goth Loli) convention that was going on there and to check out some of the sites. The convention was great and they had all the cutest little skeleton heads with threads of hair attached to them! We all spent the entire day at the convention and we went back to our hotel exhausted. Then my middle cousin decided to watch TV and she landed on the news channel. They were just talking about the economy when they switched to the fashion world and said that Hanyou Inuyasha was in the hospital! I panicked so badly I didn't even hear the lady say what your ailment was!

"My cousins didn't even argue with me when I said I wanted to go back home! Since I couldn't wait until our plane ride home, they sent me on the next bullet train back to Tokyo! I couldn't believe that as fast as that train was going, I didn't get home until an hour and a half ago! Well, I thought by now you had gotten over whatever it was and returned to work, so I told the cab driver to drop me off at the Takahashi agency building. I asked for you, but everyone said you were still in the hospital! I knew for you to have been there for so long, it had to have been something serious. As I headed for the door, I heard Kikyo's voice in one of the lunchrooms. And she was laughing!

"I made like Miroku and got against the wall and eavesdropped on her (Miroku's eyebrow twitched). Now I thought if Inuyasha-Bossman is in the hospital with a possibly serious ailment, why isn't she there by his side? So I listened and found out she was talking to one of her friends. Then everything was made clear. Over a year ago, Kikyo was offered her first part in a movie. By sometime next week from today, they would've gotten the financial stuff taken care of and they'd start working on it. Kikyo was given the part but she didn't know whether she'd be a good actress or not, and the woman she was with at the time said she had a year before the movie's first day of shooting and suggested she get some practice in.

"When this happened it was several days before the Takahashi '99 Fashion Show. And it had been on her mind the whole time, even during the show. As Kikyo walked down the catwalk she kept thinking what, besides classes, could help her be a better actress? Then she said she saw how Inuyasha was staring at her. She smiled a 'hello' at him first, then winked at him as she was leaving. When she changed into her second outfit and idea came to Kikyo and she checked to see if she still had Inuyasha-Bossman's interest. Seeing she did, Kikyo teased him a little with the swimsuit and she was assured that she had his complete interest. After that, she told Takahashi-sama that she had to leave early for her acting classes. Kikyo only attended those classes for about a week then she dropped them. She said, quote 'the best way to gain practical experience was to go out in the real world and give it a try. That's where Inuyasha comes in.' Her friend asked why she chose him of all people, thinking he wouldn't want to help her out with her acting. Kikyo said he would, but he wouldn't know she was using him for practice. So for an entire year, that bit-..... that female pretended to be interested in Inuyasha-Bossman just to perfect her acting skills! And at a certain point she realized he was falling in love with her and put in extra effort to make him head over heels for her so that way she could get even better!

"I was so pissed at what I heard! Kikyo's friend asked her what it was like to have Japan's Hottest Model for a boyfriend. And that...female just scoffed at the thought! I remember every single word she said! Kikyo thought of Inuyasha-Bossman as nothing more than a low-class half-breed whom she was too good for! She was actually glad she managed to convince the majority that she was only good friends with him; had they have thought she was actually in love in a half-breed like him, her reputation would be ruined! She didn't care at all about how he'd feel if he found out about this whole thing! That bitch didn't give a damn at all! For an entire year she made Inuyasha-Bossman think she was in love with him when she was only using him for her own gains! And on top of that, Kikyo had actually enjoyed playing him like a violin! She had been playing with his heart and deliberately dropped it, then stomped on it when told him she didn't love him! And then there was her REAL loser boyfriend! He was the one Kikyo was really in love with! I cannot believe she left the hottest man in the world for a ugly-ass fart like him! She makes Cruella DeVil look kind! I can't forgive her! I will never forgive her for dropping Inuyasha-Bossman like that! Especially after he loved her with all his heart!"

Yura couldn't help it as a tear escaped her right eye. She was so full of anguish for her beloved boss. As she leaned against the wall beside the head of his bed, Yura kept her eyes either ahead of her or on the floor, but not on Inuyasha.

Miroku sat in his chair, his arms folded and his head lowered, his eyes tightly shut. He was just as pissed off at Kikyo as Yura was, if not more! He was a professional actor and Kikyo was an amateur and he couldn't tell she was acting?! And how dare she do that to Inuyasha?! How dare she!

Inuyasha didn't say a single word. His face was turned to the window, but he wasn't staring outside like he had been before. He was staring into space as the truth floated in his mind.

"I don't love you, Inuyasha......."

Kikyo was for real, then. She really didn't love me, she just acted like she did......

"Ooh! I wish I could just slice off her swollen little head and burn it! Hair and all!" Yura fumed.

"That type of punishment's too good for her!" Miroku hissed from his position.

"Leave her alone." Inuyasha uttered, feebly.

Yura and Miroku stared at him. Surely he wasn't defending that low-life of a woman? Was he? They said nothing more, figuring he meant that Kikyo wasn't even worth their insults.

Nightfall came quickly. Miroku and Yura had gone home a while ago.

Inuyasha laid in his bed, his eyes before him into space. There was so much going through his mind: his relationship with Kikyo, how he loved her so very much, Miroku telling him first that Kikyo was unfaithful, his denial about it, him seeing Kikyo with Miyakaze that night, realizing Kikyo lied, and now Yura revealing the truth about her.

Before, Inuyasha was just heartbroken.

Now, he was heartbroken AND depressed.

Despite knowing Kikyo's true nature, Inuyasha loved her dearly. He STILL loved her, and he longed for her so desperately. He felt he would sell his soul just to have Kikyo in his arms again. He would give up everything to kiss her again.

But it would never happen.

Inuyasha's love for Kikyo was unrequited.

A tear escaped his right eye and ran down his cheek into his pillow.

"Kikyo....."Inuyasha whispered in sorrow. This pain in my heart.....I can't stand it, it hurts so badly......I don't want to live without Kikyo.....I don't want to live.....I want to die.......

"I want to die." Inuyasha emphasized in a barely audible whisper.

A nurse came by Inuyasha's room to check on him. She went inside to look at his handsome face again like she had before.

Hanyou-sama is so beautiful! He has such beautiful silky hair! Wait....something doesn't seem right!

The nurse took a closer look and saw that Inuyasha's breathing was significantly slow. She began to panic as it slowed more.

"Hanyou-sama? Hanyou-sama?!" The nurse cried out in fear.

Inuyasha's chest heaved weakly and then....stopped. The nurse gasped, clasping her hands over her mouth in horror! She immediately checked his pulse.

There was none.

Frantically, she notified the hospital staff of a code blue in room 899 and Inuyasha was immediately rushed to the ER. This time, Inuyasha flatlined five times. The head surgeon refused to give up as he tried to revive Inuyasha after the sixth time.

"Clear!"

Flat line.

"Clear!"

Flat line.

"Clear!"

Still a flat line. He prepared to try again when one his fellow surgeons laid a sad hand on his shoulder.

"Shinsetsu, he's dead."

The surgeon started to admit it, when something egged him on.

He couldn't let Inuyasha die.

The surgeon prayed and tried again to revive him.

"Clear!"

Flatline. The other surgeons told him to let it go when they all shut up.....

BEEEEEEEEEE-EEP! BEEP........BEEP......BEEP......BEEP!

Inuyasha's heart beat again, but very weakly.

There was darkness. Inuyasha's eyes stirred, then opened narrowly. He saw the light of heaven all around him; but as his eyes quickly adjusted to the light, he realized he was only in a different room of the hospital. Inuyasha groaned feebly, frustrated.

Dammit, I'm still alive. Why won't I just die already?

<<End Flashback>>

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