InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Just a Litte Luv Story ❯ Dividing Sorrow ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: [sigh] see chapter one

Anyways, sorry I haven't updated in a while. My mom said I wasn't spending enough time on my skool work so she banned me from ff.net for a while. Teehee, but I was working on it anyway. But I hate, HATE! Writing! I always get writers cramps and it hurts! Lol, oh well, I think this chapter's gonna be my longest yet!

Oh yeah, and I got a review that says that I was spelling Sesshomaru wrong, so I'm very sorry, and I might go back and correct it and stuff

Umm... I think that's it, enjoy!

Ps. Please keep suggestions, ideas, and helpful criticism in mind

Re-edited and reposted

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Chappie 5 Dividing Sorrows

But how? How can he so quickly allow himself to soften again? Hadn't he learned his lesson? There was something about her, in her presence. It was in her eyes and radiated off her smile. What was it? She looked so much like Kikyou but was so different from her. Would it be all right? Would it be ok, if he let his heart open one more time? Or would it finish him, in one final painful blow...

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Inuyasha turned over in his sleep, sweat drenching the ruffled covers of his bed.

"No..." he murmured. The little dog hanyou curled into a tight ball in his bed. "Please... stop Sesshomaru... it hurts..."Inuyasha whimpered in his fitful sleep, "Please..."

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Kagome slowly got dressed that morning, thinking of her conversation with Inuyasha at dinner the other night. She'd told him a lot. In fact, the only other person who knows about her crushing friendship with Kikyou was her mother. Why had she told him so much? What was it about him that made her trust him so much? That made her want to tell him about everything? Kagome couldn't figure it out.

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Inuyasha gently ran his clawed hand against the tree's rough bark. He hadn't dreamed in a long time. Not since that back-stabbing bitch turned on him. But it was always the same. Nightmares of Sesshomaru, other demons and the ice queen, Kikyou.

But this time, she was in it, Kagome. Just before Sesshomaru was going to finish him off, he vanished in a flurry of pink fire, and when they died down, she was standing there, glowing in soft pink flames. She'd cupped his cheek with her soft little hands and he'd drowned in her clear blue eyes. They shone with so much warmth and hope. They betrayed worry and fear. Also in her eyes, something burned, something he couldn't grasp. What was that emotion hidden in her eyes?

He was completely enveloped by her, like she was taking him away from that cold, dreary world he was used to living in. The sun suddenly felt so warm. The world she showed him was so bright.

Suddenly, he wanted to open his heart, to tell her the pain he felt all his life. How condemned he was. Somehow, he felt that miraculously, she could make everything all right.

A delicious scent wafted through the air. It smelled of honey and cinnamon and something sweet. Inuyasha looked down from his branch to see that Kagome was making her way to his tree, holding something in her arms. His eyes narrowed, remembering how mad he was when he first smelled her so close to his tree. He leaped off his branch to intercept her before she got to his tree.

"Oy, wench, what are you doing here?" he asked grumpily.

He needed time to think and brood over his dull, miserable life, and her smiling face and warm scent was distracting him from sulking properly. He found it hard to be upset with the world when all he could see was her cheerful smile.

"Humph, that's not very nice," Kagome scowled, then quickly smiled again, "here, I brought you breakfast."

Huh? Inuyasha thought, not even the servants here would even think about bring him breakfast. In fact, if he over slept, they wouldn't even bother serving breakfast, which annoyed the hell out of him. And this girl was willingly bringing him breakfast?

"Keh," Inuyasha muttered, not bothering to take the offered breakfast.

Kagome looked a little disappointed, "I made it for you myself," she smiled again, only this time, it looked forced, "I hope you like chocolate chip pancakes."

"Feh."

"What's wrong?" Kagome asked, so sadly, the guilt gave Inuyasha a good hard kick in the gut. Damn it! Inuyasha thought. Angrily, he kicked right back.

"What's wrong?! Why the hell would anything be wrong?! I'm just not hungry! Is there something wrong in that?! And why'd you come here? Can't you see that I want to be alone? Is that a crime?!"

"I-I'm sorry," Kagome said shakily, "I just thought you'd like some company..."

"Why? Cuz you pity me? Is that it? Well don't be! I don't need it! Besides, maybe I like being alone!"

Liar, he thought to himself. His brain was screaming for him to stop, but it was so easy to be angry, to let himself get worked up. The world hated him, so he hated to world! That was how it always was. Unfortunately, the flames he gave off with his anger also sparked Kagome's temper.

"Don't kid yourself! There isn't a person in the world who likes being alone!" Kagome cried angrily, "and I was just trying to be friendly! Is THAT a crime?"

Her voice wavered a little and she turned around, dropping the basket, and ran back to the house. Operation: keep Kagome away from my precious tree because of my own selfishness... complete?

Inuyasha stood there in shock, guilt wrapped tightly around his heart like a boa constrictor. I did it again, he thought, and the snake strangling his heart squeezed tighter, I made her cry.

He looked dolefully at the basket Kagome had been carrying. Sweet scents gently rose from it, tickling his nose and making his mouth water. Had she really made it for him? By herself?

The poor little hanyou, devoid of any social skills whatsoever, slowly made his way to the basket. His stomach growled hungrily as he approached. Curiously, Inuyasha opened it and tentatively sifted through its items.

Once again, guilt wrapped tightly around Inuyasha's chest, nearly strangling his poor heart. Inside the basket were piles of dotted cinnamon pancakes, paper plates, plastic utensils, a bottle of syrup, and another one of honey. She'd included some freshly cut oranges and even a bottle of milk. Everything in the basket came in two servings.

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Kagome just ran; she didn't even look where, just kept running. Why was he acting so mad at her? What did she do wrong? All she did was make him breakfast. Was there something wrong in that? There wasn't anything offensive in what she had done, was there? Somehow, after running along about one eighth the length and route of the tour she'd received a week ago, she ended up in the music room.

The tearful miko rubbed the back of her hand against her cheeks, erasing the wet tacks that her tears had made. Gingerly, she stepped over to the beckoning piano. She sighed, then sat down, picking out the introduction chords to a melody she remembered from long ago. [A/N: teehee, yet another song.]

(((I believe in the sun,

Even when it is not shining,

And I believe in love,

Even when there's no one there. )))

Kagome sighed, why did Inuyasha insist on being a jerk? How come he always gets upset whenever she tries to do something nice for him? Is it that no one has ever been kind to him before? That's not true, what about his mother? She was kind and loving. Was it that he thought she didn't care about him? Couldn't he just give her a chance?

(((And I believe in God,

Even when he is silent,

I believe through any trials

There is always a way. )))

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Inuyasha's ear twitched as he came closer, carrying the basket behind him. Was she singing? Gods, what a sweet voice, he thought unconsciously.

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(((But sometimes in the suffering,

And hopeless despair,

My heart cries for shelter

To know someone's there. )))

((Flashback))

A thin blaze of neon green whipped into the little boy's body, raking into his stomach. An agonizing howl of pain sliced through the nighttime sky. The small, white-haired boy stared dully at his side, as if in a trance, watching the dark red blood ooze onto his hand.

An older boy stood above him, staring at him without any emotion from his golden eyes.

"Pathetic," he said, in a low, monotone voice, "you are pathetic. You are not worthy of being our father's son!"

The older boy's voice was flat and cold. It brimmed with cruelty, and indeed he was for hurting his brother, lying at his feet. Inuyasha was so lost in his pain that the whole world had dissipated. He was conscious, but there was nothing in his world right then, but the fierce stinging tremors of pain that shot through his body. His golden eyes flashed red.

Sesshomaru blinked in mild surprise when the hanyou's scent turned full demon for a heartbeat. The weakling was pushing it down. A growl bubbled in Inuyasha's chest and vibrated up his throat.

I am not weak! His teeth were clenched tightly shut as he tried to ignore the pain. Inside his head, his mind screamed at his brother. I am not weak! I'm gonna be strong! Inuyasha gulped in a ragged breath of air, his teeth grinding together with effort, and his head shot up to glare defiantly at his brother.

"Wretched half breed," Sesshomaru said, returning his brother's glare with his own, "With every breath you take, you sully mine, and my father's name more and more. Weak hanyou. A half-breed. You mutt." And then, he turned, slowly taking his leave, haughtily walking away from the bloody mess that was his brother.

Inuyasha sank to the ground, barely hanging on to consciousness. His skin was ghostly pale and his sweat mixed with his blood, creating a sickening stench that made it stuffy and hard to breath. Inuyasha's eyes slowly fluttered shut, just as he heard a voice from inside the house.

"Inuyasha! I home! Where are you sweetheart...?"

[A/N: AGH! I feel like such a big fat bully! Poor Inuyasha!!! But, didn't Sesshomaru do similar things in the anime? Aw! Poor Inuyasha! Wah!!!]

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(((Then a voice rises within me,

Saying hold on, my child.

I'll give you strength, I'll give you hope,

Just wait a little more. )))

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Inuyasha's eyes glazed over as he listened to her lilting voice. Such a sweet, hopeful voice. It calmed him, made him feel as though everything would be all right.

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(((I believe in the sun,

Even when it is not shining,

And I believe in love

Even when there's no one there. )))

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Just because its dark, doesn't mean the sun isn't there. Just because you're alone, doesn't mean you literally are. Just because he acts so coldly, doesn't mean his heart is too.

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"W-why?" a ten-year-old Kagome cried into her mother's arms, "Why does it hurt so much?"

"Kagome, it's ok," her mother said, comfortingly, "it hurts because you opened your heart to her, you let her into your heart. When she left, she left a hole."

"B-b-but..." the young miko hiccupped.

"Shh, I know it hurts. Much more the any scratch, or cut, or pain. But let me tell you something, listen."

Kagome looked up at her mother. Mrs. Higurashi lovingly smoothed back a runaway lock of hair.

"Don't be afraid to open your heart. When you're hurting like this, tell a friend. When you share sorrows with a friend, that sorrow is divided and becomes smaller. When you share happiness with a friend, that happiness multiplies, and grows. Do you understand?"

*hiccup* "y-yes," Kagome said wetly.

"Some people build a wall of ice around their hearts," Mrs. Higurashi hugged her crying daughter closer to her, "because other people are cold to them, because they're different, and that scares them."

Kagome's mother stroked her hair, gently soothing the broken-hearted miko.

"But, that wall of ice," she continued, "is what pushes other people away even further. Don't lock her out of your heart completely; never close the door to anyone, no matter how much they hurt you. If you do, then you are building the wall around your own heart, and as long as it's there, your heart will always have that corner where it's cold, frozen over with hate and mistrust. Don't let that happen to you, ever."

Kagome hiccupped a little, "I-I w-wont," she murmured shakily.

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(((And I believe in God,

Even when he is silent,

I believe, through any trials,

There is always a way. )))

Kagome sighed, she'd been making lots of promises to moms hasn't she? Oh well, it'll be ok. One way or another, things will work out. And hopefully, after everything's finished and done, she'll have made a new, good, friend.

(((May there someday be sunshine,

May there someday be happiness,

May there someday be love,

May there someday be peace. )))

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Inuyasha's ears stood erect and strained to hear more of this angel's voice. It was like she'd touched his soul, with only her voice, and the massive, thick wall of ice around his heart started to melt away as her sunny smile and the warmth of her soul gently asked for admittance.

"Inuyasha, I know you're there, I can sense you right outside the door." The sing song voice sent him rushing back to reality, "don't just stand there, come on in, after all, this is your house."

Inuyasha took a few moments to gather his scattered wits. He took a deep breath and shoved down a blush as he entered the room. Kagome sat next to the piano, looking at him expectantly.

"Am I supposed to expect a humble apology?" Kagome asked airily, the words of her mother still echoing faintly in the back of her mind.

"Uh..." Inuyasha's cheeks began to grow faintly pink as he searched for words that seemed to be hiding from his disheveled mind. I gotta study the dictionary, Inuyasha mentally told himself.

Kagome sighed, "I didn't think so." She turned back to the piano and absently fingered a few chords with her right hand, leaning on her left.

"So, is there something you wanted?"

"Well, uh..." Inuyasha stuttered, completely tongue-tied. He decided a good way to solve the problem was to say something smart and hopefully make up for this embarrassing show.

"Keh."

"Sorry, I don't understand that language," Kagome said, an eyebrow raised.

I really need to study the dictionary, Inuyasha reminded himself again. Not know what to say, he just thrust the basket he was holding at the girl, who just blinked in confusion. Inuyasha began to turn red, trying to work it up to tell her.

"Um..." Kagome said, completely unaware of Inuyasha's current state.

"Do ya still wanna have that picnic?" the embarrassed dog hanyou blurted, steam visibly gushing out his ears like a teapot when it's ready. The poor boy was blushing up to his hairline and even red to his fluffy ears. [A/N: AW!]

Kagome blinked a couple times, trying to process what he just said, which sounded all like one word. When his question finally registered, she started giggling, sending Inuyasha another wave of blushes to deal with.

"Is that all? Of course! I'd love to," Kagome managed to say between giggles. Problem? A severe lacking of social skills. Cure? Implanting a large quantity of sentimentality and sensitivity into heart. Possible? We'll wait and find out.

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"So," Kagome started, "How old were you when you started to pay the guitar?"

"Mmnff," Inuyasha swallowed his generous helping of pancake, leaving him with a sticky, syrupy mustache dribbling down his chin. They were sitting in the music room and Kagome had finished her breakfast a while ago. She was lounging against a cushion, absently playing with her hair, giggling inwardly at his cute, sticky face.

Inuyasha hastily wiped off the syrup and had a gulp of milk before answering, "5."

"Wow! That's pretty young!" Kagome exclaimed.

"Keh," was Inuyasha's intelligent answer, "what about you?"

"Um, 14," Kagome said shyly. The years of playing differed tremendously, and Kagome was on the less shiny end. But even though she'd been playing for two years, she didn't practice very much, which didn't make her a very good player. Her father started teaching her, on his own instrument, when she was 11, but she stopped when he died and started to relearn at the age of 14. Kagome would always feel a little depressed when she played at home, because she'd always remember the times he'd play for her and the family and all the times she snuck downstairs at night to listen to her father serenade to her mother. How she'd giggle with Souta about it...

"Keh," Inuyasha said smugly, too engrossed with his cinnamon pancakes to notice Kagome's sudden change in her mood, "no wonder your intonation stinks."

"Hey!" Kagome said, happy to take her mind off her sad memories, "Gimme some slack here!"

"Feh," Inuyasha said, taking another bite out of the sugary pancake.

They sat and Inuyasha munched for a while before Inuyasha spoke up.

"So, uh, when did you start piano?"

"Since I was 3," Kagome replied easily.

Inuyasha choked. 3?! No wonder she was so damn good!

"Are you ok?" Kagome asked, getting up from her cushion to pat his back. This gave him even more to think about, as his face suddenly felt like it rose fifty degrees above standard temperature and a blush stained his cheeks yet again.

(Cough, cough) "Fine," (Cough, cough) he said harshly.

"Um, ok," Kagome said, then sat back down, "but don't worry, if you choke, I know the Hein lick maneuver."

Kagome? With her body pressed against his back? And her arms wrapped around his stomach?! AH! Inuyasha's mind spun in a hurricane of annoying thoughts.

Not noticing Inuyasha's frozen face, Kagome asked, "Hey! Could you play a song? Right now?"

Inuyasha fought to get his tornado of a brain settled, and hurriedly answered a firm and stiff, "No."

"Aw! Why not?!" Kagome asked, sounding very much like another cute little whiner we all know and love. ^.~

"Cuz I said so!" Inuyasha snapped.

"Ok, ok, fine!" Kagome said quickly, "you don't need to get all riled up."

"I'm not riled up!"

"Oh yes you are," Kagome said teasingly, "Aw, is wittle yasha angwy?" she cooed, tickling his ear.

Inuyasha leaped out of her reach, "NO I'M NOT!" he cried angrily. Kagome giggled and the blush that, once again, was staining his cheeks.

"So," Kagome said cheerfully, "Waddya wanna do today?"

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The rest of the day past on with few bumps. The pair went swimming again. This time, they played Marco polo, which Inuyasha obviously won. They played a few rounds, in which Inuyasha discovered just how ticklish Kagome was [wink, wink] and took full advantage of it, until she could hardly breathe from laughing so hard. After lunch, they challenged each other to a video racing game, which Kagome won because Inuyasha kept getting lost and making wrong turns. Then, after that, they took the dog, Mimi, out for a walk. Mimi ran off and they spent the rest of the afternoon searching for her in the labyrinth of a forest.

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(Ring, Ring)

"Hello?" Mrs. Higurashi asked.

"Hi, mom!" answered the cheerful voice of her daughter.

"Ah, Kagome! How are you doing?" Mrs. Higurashi settled herself comfortably on the couch in the shrine living room. Finally! It was about time she heard from her daughter!

"Oh, I'm doing well, just a little busy." Kagome said.

"So I heard, Asune called me and filled me in, any luck with him?" Kagome's mom asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I think we might be able to be very good friends." The miko said happily.

"That's wonderful!" Mrs. Higurashi said. She hadn't seen Inuyasha since he was a wee little thing. I hope Kagome can bring him over, she thought.

"Yup, and some thanks to you too, mom."

"Me?" asked her mom. What did I do? She thought.

"Yeah, everything you've told me has made it easier for me to understand and be patient with him." Kagome said with a smile.

"Oh, that's good." The miko's mother said happily.

"Uh-huh."

"Oh, Kagome?" Mrs. Higurashi remembered something.

"Yeah?" Kagome tilted her head toward the phone curiously.

"Sango called to ask how you were doing." Mrs. Higurashi answered.

"Oh? Could you tell her I'll call soon, and that I'm doing great over here?" Kagome had forgotten to call Sango, and Miroku. They must be really worried…

"Sure honey."

"Oh! And say hello and happy birthday to the big boy for me."

Kagome's mother laughed a little.

"Sure thing sweetie." Kagome's mom said smiling.

"Ok, well, I'd better be going." Kagome said.

"Ok, dear, take care."

"Thanks, mom, you too!"

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Inuyasha sat mulling over something Kagome had said the other day, when she told him about how she was friends with Kikyou.

((Flashback))

"Who needs it?" Inuyasha growled, "Who'd need something like that?"

"Well, aren't friends like, the most wonderful thing in the world?"

"Keh," Inuyasha grumbled, "Define friend."

"Well," Kagome started, "A friend is someone who walks in when the world walks out."

Inuyasha snorted and continued eating, but his ear twitched to show that he was listening.

"Someone who knows how to make you laugh, smile, make you happy. Someone who'll be happy to lend a hand, an ear, a shoulder to cry on. Who'll always be there, through thick and thin. A friend is someone who'll understand when you need to be alone, or when you want company. Who you trust and who trusts you."

Kagome smiled, her eyes were far away. Somewhere far away from here, from him. When Inuyasha thought that, for some reason, pain stabbed him through the heart like a knife. But why? He pondered, why does thinking about her leaving him feel so painful?

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Inuyasha sighed. Who was she thinking about? A best friend? A lover? Unintentionally, a low growl rose from his chest. What the-? What the heck was he getting so upset about?! It's not like she's even going to stay here, with him, for very long. Soon, she'll go back and everything will go back to how they used to be, depressing, lonely and hopeless.

So lost in his thoughts was he, that he failed to notice Kagome walk right under him.

"Inuyasha," she called, making him jump five feet into the air before he calmed down and leaped to the ground.

"Oy, waddya want?" he asked grumpily, a little miffed that she caught him off guard.

"I'm sorry if I'm intruding, I mean, if you want to be alone..." Kagome said softly, put off by the harshness in his voice.

"Keh, whatever," Inuyasha said, which, after a few weeks, Kagome knew meant, `it's okay.'

"Ok, um, well, I was wondering if you'd like to take a walk with me," Kagome said, "it's really pretty tonight, and I'd like someone to share it with."

"Er- ok, I guess" Inuyasha mumbled, somewhat thrown for a loop with the nonsense that seemed to be coming from her.

Kagome smiled, bright enough to counter the sun, "Great!"

She took his clawed hand in her small ones, and led the way. They walked along the stream, next to the sakura trees. They talked, chattered lightly for a little while. Somehow, they conversation smoothly turned to Inuyasha.

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"I hated it!" Inuyasha slammed his fist into an unfortunate nearby tree, sending a shower of leaves cascading down from its branches.

"I hated it! Being called a half breed," he spit the term out like it was poison. And to him, it was.

The words tasted so bitter to his tongue, how ever, to his surprise, the taste vanished right away, after the word slipped through his lips. Normally, it stayed there, leaving him with the corrosive after taste.

"I couldn't help it! It's not my fault!" Inuyasha sighed, she didn't want to hear this, my pitiful life story, he thought. That's why he was so surprised when she started talking.

"It's very painful, isn't it?" Inuyasha spun around to see Kagome crouching next to the stream, staring into its current.

"To be labeled and cast out before you even had a chance to speak for yourself." Inuyasha nodded, even though Kagome couldn't see.

"I used to think I could prove myself to everyone," the inu hanyou said quietly, "I thought that maybe, if I were stronger, I could get some respect."

"Mhmm," Kagome said, "I think that's the first thing everyone tries to do."

She stood up and turned to him, "trying to be someone they're not."

The sun had set, but they didn't notice. They'd walked to Inuyasha's tree and were sitting underneath its branches. The fireflies were out, dancing in the dark night. Making it seem as though the stars had come down from the heavens to play.

"I just-," Inuyasha said, "I was always so lonely." Gods, he couldn't believe he was telling her this.

"It - it made me feel," Inuyasha clenched his fists. He gasped when he felt her arms around his shoulders. Blushed when her cheek found a resting place against him, "feel so..."

"Helpless?" Kagome supplied. She didn't sound taunting, or scornful. She didn't sound like what he would've expected. She sounded like she knew. Like she knew how it felt.

"Did you feel helpless, and weak?" Kagome gently murmured, "And then you hated yourself for feeling this way, didn't you."

Inuyasha's heart jumped to his throat. She was right! She knew! All he could do was nod. Blinking quickly, he tried to shove down the whirlwind of emotions that buzzed inside of him. What was this? First relief. It was like a wave crashing onto shore. So sudden, it felt so good, flooding him inside. She wasn't rejecting him, she was...

"So you put up a front, didn't you," Kagome continued softly, "you wanted to show the world what you were made of, and you tried to bury all your weaknesses, tried to be as demon as you could."

Oh Gods, Inuyasha's mind spun, he started feeling light headed. After the wave of relief, the next one carried hope. Suddenly, there were stars in his nighttime sky again. Stars that had burnt out years ago. She'd revived them, brought them back to life!

Kagome, completely oblivious to what was going through Inuyasha's heart, went on.

"But still, you knew, didn't you. You knew you weren't as strong as you tried to be, and you hated it, didn't you. And every time you tried to open up, to make friends, you were put down time and time again because you were a hanyou, weren't you," Kagome said, tenderly massaging his tense shoulders.

Inuyasha gulped a ragged breath of air and stiffly nodded, slowly relaxing to the miko gentle touch

"But, you know," Kagome said, "I like you as a hanyou."

Inuyasha's heart was doing summersaults, and his mind was somewhere on cloud nine. She sounded so sincere. And her scent didn't reveal any false intent. He suddenly felt so secure, didn't doubt that she would shut him up and put him down, like the world did. But more than that, she understands. She understands his feelings and accepts him for him.

Happiness felt like rain, pouring down from the heavens and soothing his hot, bottled anger. His eyes filled with something like tears. What the heck? He felt like he was about to cry! But, he hadn't cried since he was four! He squeezed his eyes tightly shut and clenched his teeth and hands. He wasn't going to cry. Not in front of her.

Kagome felt him stiffen and pulled back some of his long white hair to peek at his face. She smiled gently, remembering a quote her mother would often tell Souta, to get him to let it all out when he tried to bottle it in.

"`The soul can have no rainbows, if the eyes shed no tears,'" Kagome said gently into his ear.

"W-what's that supposed to mean?" Inuyasha said, still struggling to get his feeling under control.

"It means, it's ok to cry."

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YAY! It's done! [dances around the room] yippee! [sigh] I guess the ending is a little confusing. If you don't get it, review so I know what to fix ^.^;; oh well, it'll stay kinda bittersweet for the next chapter, well sumwhat, and stuff. Then, after that, I'm bringing in more characters! I promise!

***VERY IMPORTANT*** should rin be sesshomaru's age or a little girl like in the anime. Should this story be rin/sessh, or OC/sessh?

Also, should Kikyou end up with anybody? If so, who?

Um, I think that's it, ok, here's review responses

Nakashima = thankie, I'm glad u liked it. I do want them to go to the god tree, well, actually the god tree in this fic will be "inuyasha's" tree ^.^ and that's where they are now. And I don't really know wut I'm gonna do with Sesshomaru, but it ain't gonna be pretty when Inuyasha, kagome, and Sesshomaru get together, I can promise you that, although, in the end, I want the to at least tolerate each other... oh! And thanks for the Sesshomaru spelling correction ^.^

Bri  = thanks for the helpful grammar checks, -_-. Anyway, thanks for reviewing and cya at skool!

Inuyasha's (yashafan@mstar.net) = thank yo so much for the review. And I agree, poor Inuyasha, especially in this Chappie. Wah! I feel like such a big bully! Making Inuyasha go through all that... [sniff, sniff]

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