InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love, Murder, and Betrayal ❯ Our Final Destinies. ( Chapter 28 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Action / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.16.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 6.2K | Visits: 278 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Action / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.16.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 6.2K | Visits: 278 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Don't own so you can't sue!
Love, Murder, and Betrayal
By: Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Our Final Destinies.
Days passed by so slowly and Inuyasha noticed that Sesshomaru was falling back into old behaviors. The Inu-youkai was quickly becoming cold and emotionless again, spending crazy hours involved with nothing but his work. Inuyasha didn’t even know if his brother was eating and the twenty-eight year-old Inu-youkai was taking a turn for the worst. Inuyasha started going back to school and life wasn’t getting any better. Sango and Miroku refused to come to the house anymore due to Sesshomaru’s heartless attitude and his sometimes scary threats so Inuyasha would stay at school longer and help his friends with the prolonged search for Kagome.
Everything seemed hopeless and it was turning chaotic, Inuyasha watched the news as wealthy business owners either disappeared or turned up missing, and deep down he knew that the only person who could be behind it was Naraku. So far it had only been three months since he arrived and those three months were nothing but a living nightmare that Inuyasha wished with all his being that he could escape. He was barely able to sleep at night with Sesshomaru’s constant anger rampage and when he did sleep, he was tossing and turning all night and waking up completely sore from head to toe. Things were just too confusing that no matter what Inuyasha did, it didn’t work.
Sighing heavily, Inuyasha stood up out of his chair and left his English class, he couldn’t keep himself concentrated so why should he push himself to learn anything. The halls were empty and quiet, it gave his mind some time to regroup and think about everything that had happened since he met Kagome, since he knew that he had fallen in love with her. He knew that his life would no longer be the same and he sometimes wished that he had never met Kagome because then she would probably still be alive, and happy, most likely with Koga. His heart ached, but he ignored it. He had to or else he would make himself physically sick, Inuyasha had been doing that a lot lately and it wasn’t good for his health.
The bell signaled the end of the day and Inuyasha sat quietly by himself on the branch of a tree, his long silver hair tied loosely with a ribbon. He could smell the hoards of students as they exited the building quickly, their nonsense chatter humming in his sensitive ears. Girls were giggling as they gossiped about stupid flavors of the months and the boys laughed and chatted about the boys who needed to a taste toilet water face first and what not. He knew that Sango would be meeting up with Miroku and they would be meeting him underneath the tree he sat in, but to him it didn’t matter. Nothing did. The only person he didn’t ever expect to be coming was one of the last that he wanted to see because he was angry, upset and jealous all at the same time.
Koga had been the last one to have a conversation with Kagome, he was the last one to touch her and probably the last one to see her smiling face and boy did Inuyasha hate Koga with a passion for it. Still the wolf demon approached the tree and looked up at Inuyasha and the hanyou felt a pang in his chest so he jumped down from his branch and sized Koga up, trying not to show the misery that he felt all the way down to his bones. The brown haired blue eyed demon sighed heavily as he sat down, his school uniform fluttering as well as his high pony tailed hair as he plopped onto the ground Indian style.
“I wanna help you, Sango, and Miroku look for Kagome,” Koga admitted in a low voice. “It’s partly my fault why Naraku got her and I can’t stand knowing that he has her somewhere out there and I’m helpless to do anything but sit around like an ass and wait things out! I’m tired of waiting Inuyasha! All I want is to see her again and to know that she is okay and safe.”
“Okay Koga,” Inuyasha said sitting next to the wolf demon. “You can help us. We need all the help we can get, but you have to promise me something.”
“Anything just name it!” Koga exclaimed.
oOo
Naraku sat patiently waiting for his little pet to arrive from her latest attack, she was late and he wasn’t one too keen on tardiness. Kikyo had disappeared on him again and the hanyou wasn’t too happy with her either at the moment. Glancing at the digital clock again, Naraku stood up from his chair and began to slowly pace back and forth, it was becoming absolutely ridiculous. He had decided only to wait a few more minutes when a cloud of smoke erupted next to him and his precious pet stood before him, her outfit in tatters and the smell of her blood filling his nostrils, she had been injured.
“I see you’ve come back my pet,” He cooed sizing her up. “And you’re marred that beautiful face of yours too. tsk tsk.”
His long fingers took her chin and pulled it to his face for closer inspection. He could smell the poison eating away the skin in the large gash down the right side of her face. There was no blood, but if Naraku didn’t help her, his pet was going to die a pain-filled death. Taking one of her hands, Naraku directed his pet’s index finger to her wound and spoke the word ‘heal’. Her hand began to glow a bright maroon color and the poison was sucked from her blood, the wound closed, but leaving a red scar down the side of her face, it would never go away.
When all the light died down and Naraku looked over his pet making sure that there wasn’t anymore unseen injuries, he nodded his head and the girl disappeared from view, plans had been made and it was almost execution time. Naraku smiled coyly as he propped his feet on the table and slouched comfortably in his seat. Soon enough he would be on top again and nothing would stop him on his walk to the top, absolutely nothing. The lights around him dimmed dramatically as he laughed, there was no way that the plans he made for the ultimate destruction could go wrong, it was one-hundred percent faulty-proof and there was no way he could allow even one mess up.
oOo
Kikyo watched the little red hair girl as she ran around playing at the park. The undead teenager had been watching the child for days and decided that the six-year-old named Kanna Riosaki was the perfect girl for the job Kikyo needed fulfilled. Being sure to hide her scent, Kikyo silently stalked up to the little girl, she had stopped playing to see the eerie woman looming over her. The poor child didn’t even have enough time to scream before she was engulfed by blue flames. All the children at the park screamed frightened and ran to their parents and the on lookers stared in horror as they watched helplessly.
The little girl screamed in pain as her tanned skin glowed brightly and as her red hair fluttered violently while slowly fading white. The tears that rolled down her face washed away all the color to her skin, leaving her a ghostly white. Kikyo watched un-amused as her minion’s evolution continued on, she was keeping her eyes on the watcher’s, the rubberneck that had their own eyes bugged out and mouths opened wide. It was a sight to be seen. It wasn’t much longer as the light died away, along with the flames swirling together and exploding sending all the people eavesdropping flying back a few feet onto their backs. Kikyo glanced at the now demon little girl with silver hair and cold as ice black eyes, she was the perfect old-fashioned white silk kimono and strong straw sandals that gave the girl a death like appearance and the shimmering round mirror in her ghostly pale fingers was something to marvel at.
“Come Kanna,” Kikyo said emotionlessly.
The girl nodded numbly as she followed the dead priestess down the sidewalk, a thick fog surrounding the two of them as they eventually disappeared into the unknown. Kikyo had some rather important matters to attend to that included training her new minion with her now demonic strength, intelligence, and battle techniques. This little girl would secure Kikyo’s victory and Inuyasha heart too in one fell swoop if things continued to go as they were supposed to, but do they always?
oOo
It was weird for him to be back in his old home, and it didn’t seem like things had changed at all. The ceilings were falling apart and the walls were termite infested. The hanyou sighed heavily as he remembered what life was like growing up in a poverty stricken useless human being. It was shameful, disgraceful, and just plain disgusting. He hadn’t always been evil, but the need for power, ultimate power to show everyone what he was made of, destroyed his humanity and he ended up still worthless, but only a worthless hanyou. Life had been harder for him, but Naraku used every resource he could find and shot to the top. It was all money, money, money, and that had changed all he really wanted now was the world.
Some things hadn’t worked out the way he wanted them to like Kikyo for instance, but mistakes could be fixed, things could be erased without a trace and redone even better than before. Ramming his claws into the already crumbling walls, Naraku released his poison miasma into the house, every piece of wood melting as if it were ice on a hot pan. The putrid smell filled his nose and he couldn’t help but smile at the wonderful smell of death and decay. Naraku laughed loudly as the skeletal remains of his parents crashed to the ground and burst into flames. They had been buried in the walls of his first home after they had ‘mysteriously’ disappeared, no one was allowed to know his past, about his pathetic human life, and no one would ever know.
He laughed sadistically as he walked slowly down the poorly lit street, his old home engulfed in bright flames. By the time the fire department would it get there, it’d be too late, nothing would be able to be saved. Turning down the corner, he could feel the dead eyes on his back, there was someone watching him, someone who must have known what he once was. Stopping dead in his tracks, he saw the woman merely yards away, a faint light illuminating her pale skin and Naraku smiled.
“I see you’ve come back to your master, Kikyo.” He said.
“Not quite Naraku,” she seethed venomously as her eyes laid transfixed on something behind him.
oOo
Inuyasha walked home from yet another day of school with Sango, Miroku, and yes even Koga. They had been working feverously on the disappearance of Kagome and all came to dead ends. Sure Inuyasha knew who had done it, they all knew it had something to do with Naraku, but none knew where he was or a way to get to him so they could rescue Kagome, if she was still alive after so long. It seemed as if they weren’t able to do anything, that the four teenagers were utterly useless, but they kept struggling to find a way out of the maze, to solve the puzzle.
“Do you think we’ll ever find her?” Sango asked quietly as she clutched her books closer to her chest.
“Of course we’ll find her,” Inuyasha growled spinning around violently, “No matter what it takes, I’m not going to give up on her! She’s my fucking girlfriend! I’d do anything for her! So quit talking like she’s dead!”
Sango shrunk back at Inuyasha’s tone and hung her head, she was being stupid, of course they would find Kagome alive, because their group was filled with the good guys and the good guys always wind over the evil doers don’t they? Miroku took Sango’s hand into his and gave her a reassuring look as they continued on their journey to Koga’s house. They would have gone to Inuyasha’s, but Sesshomaru was becoming very violent around Sango and Miroku, not too mention Inuyasha for their human blood and none of them wanted to risk their lives against Sesshomaru because they would loose.
They decided to go through the park to get to Koga’s house since it was a shortcut, and neither Inu-hanyou, or wolf demon really wanted to be near pedestrians and cars. It was getting darker quickly and nobody said a word, it wasn’t the time for idle chit-chat. There was never any time for it anymore, everyone was too miserable. An eerie wind blew by the teenagers and Inuyasha stopped, there was a familiar scent in the air, but he hadn’t smelled it in years. He frowned as his friends gave him weird looks, it was impossible for him to be smelling that scent because Kikyo had died almost three years before.
oOo
Sesshomaru gave a tip to his waiter and left the table, he just couldn’t sit down and wait any longer. Receiving his coat, the Inu-youkai left the restaurant and stopped in an express Starbucks, buying himself a cup of steaming hot coffee. Taking a quick sip, he looked around, his cold eyes surveying the people and things near him, everything was just sickening. Growling, Sesshomaru headed to the secluded parking lot where his car would be found, the day had been a complete waste. No matter how hard he searched for Rin and Shiori, they couldn’t be found and it was driving him absolutely insane. He knew that Rin didn’t want to be found, and she had hid before and there was nothing keeping her from doing it now.
Shoving his keys into the lock, he unlocked is door. It had been a really long and rough day for him and all he wanted was just to go home, take a hot relaxing shower, and hopefully sleep. Hearing children laughing, he stopped and turned around, but saw nothing. Grumbling, he turned to get into his car when he swore somebody was calling him, that Shiori was calling for him. Closing the door, he followed the voice, sure it was very suspicious, but Sesshomaru couldn’t help it, he was that miserable. Seeing a flash of silver hair didn’t help as Sesshomaru picked up his pace, he did look a little weird, but it wasn’t as if anyone was paying attention to him anyway, they were all minding their own business.
Minutes flew by and soon enough, he was running after the voice. It was getting stronger and he couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to. His once pulled back hair flapped wildly behind him, his amber eyes focused directly in front of him as he ran. He looked like a dangerous predator going after his prey, hunting down his next victim. He had no clue to where he was being led to, but it didn’t matter as long as Rin and Shiori were at the ending place when he got there, because if they weren’t, all hell would break loose and Sesshomaru wasn’t sure of what he’d do if they weren’t there, he couldn’t allow hi self to imagine it.
oOo
Inuyasha gave no word of warning as he took off, he couldn’t think straight at the moment, it was either his nose deceiving him or he was really smelling Kikyo’s scent as clear as day. He could hear his friends calling after him, but the hanyou didn’t look back, he had to find Kikyo, or where ever her scent was coming from. Jumping out into a clearing, Inuyasha’s breath hitched at what he saw, it was in fact Kikyo and she was standing there. She was seemingly at war with a cloaked woman who had attacked Shiori and Rin, it was making his blood boil with such fury.
“Kikyo!” He called out as he dove for her, saving the undead teenager from certain death as he tackled her to the ground.
The cloaked figure stood there as silent a stone as Inuyasha stared down at the girl in his arms, it was his Kikyo! Pulling her into a tight embrace, he whispered incoherent things into her ear, he couldn’t believe she was still alive. Inuyasha wasn’t paying any attention to his surroundings, but by the time he looked up, it was too late. The cloaked figure stood over him, a dagger securely in her hands and he could barely see her cold eyes staring down at him with certain death written on them. Things happened so quickly that Inuyasha didn’t even get a chance to blink before Koga came to his rescue and knocked over the woman, tumbling to the ground with her. He had saved both Inuyasha’s and Kikyo’s lives.
Miroku and Sango helped Inuyasha and Kikyo to their feet and stared shocked at the undead priestess who gave them the iciest glares imaginable, they knew what she was, Miroku still had the cast on his arm to prove it. Even if there was no chance in the seven hells that Inuyasha would go against Kikyo now that he had found her, Sango and Miroku kept an eye on her as the unimaginable person showed up to the little reunion, the one and only Naraku. His cold black eyes bore holes into the group as he stood there, the miasma flaming at his feet, the evil hanyou was seemingly invisible. Kikyo on the other hand hid her face in Inuyasha’s chest and smiled.
If things weren’t done on purpose, the current scene would have been one really creepy coincidence as Sesshomaru slid onto the scene, his eyes narrowed and a snarl on his face, he had been tricked. The Inu-youkai was now going on a war path to destroy the person who destroyed his life, and that just so happened to be Naraku. Sesshomaru charged the evil hanyou with out any hesitation, his claws glowing a sickly green and his tremendously fast speed behind him, Inuyasha’s brother seemed destined to win, that was until a force field shielded Naraku from any offensive attacks, someone was buying him time.
“You think that I’d be that easy to take down Sesshomaru?” Naraku said emotionlessly not moving even an inch, “You underestimate my power and for that you shall be punished.”
It was then that all hell decided to break loose, the wind became something so fierce that both Sango and Miroku had to fall back, they couldn’t handle what was happening. The wind came at Sesshomaru like a flurry of razors, not all of which he could dodge unharmed. His arms bleed lightly and his once long silver hair cascaded lifelessly to the ground, it had been holding him back, and now it posed no threat to him. The Inu-youkai was like a rabid beast as he relied on his animal instincts to attack, slashing his large and sharp claws, hoping to break through the tough barrier that protected Naraku.
Inuyasha only had his mind on Kikyo, holding her close as he whispered promises and apologies into her ear, he was oblivious to the havoc running amuck around him. This was exactly everything that Kikyo had wanted, she wanted her once beloved Inuyasha holing her close, she wanted to listen in pure bliss as Naraku received his just deserts, she wanted the world, but one thing failed to go her way, the death of the wretch who stole Inuyasha. The death of Kagome Higurashi. Kikyo knew that her hanyou had moved on when she died, but she couldn’t accept it, and now that she was alive again, she wouldn’t allow her Inuyasha to be happy with anyone else but herself.
Koga had no time to dilly dally around like Inuyasha did, no sir, the wolf demon was fighting his hardest to stay live. The mysterious woman came at him attack after attack, it was almost nonstop. He didn’t know if he was going to be able to defeat her, because whatever she was it certainly wasn’t weak. Koga was barely able to doge his opponents attack, but he fell flat on his back when his feet were kicked from underneath him. The wolf had no time to move as she straddled his waist with her thighs and the dagger she held lowering quickly to his neck, she was going in for the kill. Koga was able to grab her wrists as she pushed down aggressively, it was going to be an equal struggle for dominance. The sweat was running down his face as he tried to hold her off, but it was seemingly no use.
He could hear the battle between Sesshomaru and Naraku ruthlessly raging on and Inuyasha gently talking to the Kagome look alike, everything was so chaotic that he didn’t want to imagine how it all could turn out. Out of the corner of his eyes, Koga could see the reflection of light, and turning his head, he saw a little girl with a mirror in her hands. She stood absolutely still, but Koga knew that the little girl too was involved somehow.
“Inuyasha!” Koga yelled loudly, “There’s someone else! Get the girl with the mirror! THE MIRROR!”
Nothing was done and with a surge of power, Koga threw the woman off of himself, picked up the dagger and chucked it at the little round mirror. The gagger was enflamed by green energy as it struck the mirror and time seemed to stop as it cracked, then shattered, glass shards flying everywhere as the little girl disappeared. Everything that happened after that was like a giant chain reaction that everybody there would never forget. The woman stood merely feet away from Koga a .38 millimeter handgun held firmly in her hand pointing it at him and all he could to was try to swallow the lump in his throat, he was going to die.
It was at that exact moment when Sesshomaru attacked Naraku with is poisoned claws did the shield surrounding the hanyou vanish and the Inu-youkai broke through, his sharp fluorescent green claws digging into Naraku’s chest, it was all over. Sesshomaru gave his nails a sharp turn and ripped Naraku’s beating heart from his ribcage. Naraku looked surprised beyond believe to see Sesshomaru and as the hanyou collapse to the ground, his blood escaping from his body by the gallons, he didn’t saw a word. All the careful preparations he made were going down the drain and it had been Kikyo who betrayed him.
Koga acted quickly as he saw Naraku’s demise and while his mystery woman was distracted by something behind Koga, he launched his body at her and grabbed the gun from her and then pointed it at her chest, he didn’t think that he had won, but he did. He stared into the woman’s brown eyes and saw something so familiar in them that it made him shudder. Even if her face was shadowed, he could plainly see the tears welling up, in sadness, hurt, and the betrayal, but she wasn’t looking at him, but passed him. Turning his head to see what was going on, Koga almost started choking on his own breath. Inuyasha and Kikyo were locked in a passionate kiss and it sickened the wolf demon to no end.
‘How can he do that to Kagome at a time like this?’ His mind screamed as he focused his attention back onto the figure. He couldn’t tell what was going on with her as she raised her hand out to him, her pale skin showing through the black material of the cloak she wore. There was no wind, but her ebony hair was fluttering out from the hood and Koga could swear that he heard her sobbing.
“I love you Inuyasha,” Koga heard the woman say as her hand exploded into blue energy and shot at Koga, entrapping the hand that held the gun. Koga cried out in shock as he tried to jerk away, but his hand was stuck in place, “I’m sorry Koga, please forgive me.”
Two shots rang out and the energy immediately disappeared as well as the gun. The woman stood there for a moment before she slumped to the ground, the powerful scent of blood rushing to Koga’s nose like a tidal wave that made his heart stop and his blood run cold. He quickly went to the woman’s body and immediately his eyes started to water as he collapsed to his knees and pulled her body into his arms. The cloak slowly disappeared and he could smell her scent perfectly clear, it was Kagome. Her chest bled heavily and he could hear her faintly heartbeat.
“Please Kagome,” He cried holding her close. “Don’t die on me, I didn’t mean to do it! Why did you make me shoot you? Why Kagome?”
Kagome coughed raggedly as a trail of blood spilled from her lips, her dark brown eyes filled with pain. “I’m sorry Koga, I didn’t mean to kill all those people. I tried to stop myself, I tried so hard, but I wasn’t strong enough. I wasn’t strong enough to stop Naraku. Tell papa and Sota that I’m sorry too, I won’t be coming home to see them. I’m a failure…”
“NO!” He cried. “You’re not a failure! Not in my book Kagome! You’re the most beautiful girl in the world! You’re headstrong, you have remarkable strength! Please don’t die, please…”
Kagome stroked Koga’s cheek and she tried to smile through her tears, but she couldn’t. The world had been cruel and extremely harsh to her no matter how much she did, it was like everyone had a “fuck you” attitude and in a way she was glad that she had used her remaining miko strength to fire the gun. It had to be this way because Kagome killed so many people while she was under the influence of Naraku, she could remember every single detail, it wouldn’t leave her alone. She killed her friends, harmed innocent people including the one’s she loved most. Kagome was putting an end to everyone’s misery, to her own self-hatred.
The world around her was getting dark and she could hear Koga’s pleading, Sango’s cry and Miroku’s soft chanting holy words, he was helping her cross over. In her mind she knew that she had taken the cowards way out of life, but it didn’t matter anymore, only as long as Inuyasha was happy with is decision would Kagome be allowed to rest in peace.
“Forgive me for the wrong’s I’ve caused,” she whispered closing her eyes and letting death settle in her heart.
Sango’s Point of View
And that’s how my best friend died. I never really did understand in all my years of knowing Kagome, why she acted the way she did, but after her death I began to realize just how much every single one of us had needed her in one way or another. I cried so hard as I watched her give up in Koga’s arms that day, I wish I knew just how much she had gone through over the last year and a half of her life, and I don’t think I ever will. I don’t think that anyone was the same after her life spark went out and in all honesty, I believe the two people who suffered the most were Koga and Inuyasha.
Koga had really loved Kagome with all of his heart and had tried so hard to show it to Kagome, even if sometimes not in the correct way. He had only the best of intentions from the start and it hurts me only deeper inside and out. I know that Inuyasha too loved Kagome, but he had realized it too late and it broke his heart. After all the struggles Kagome and Inuyasha had, when she needed him the most, he wasn’t there to throw her a rope. And yes, in a way I’m angry at Inuyasha for Kagome’s death, a part of me wants to blame him for everything and to hurt him physically until he is paralyzed, but then the other part of me pities him so much that it’s disgusting.
Inuyasha and I don’t really talk anymore, same with Miroku and Inuyasha. He’s closed himself off, and who could blame him? I’m pretty sure that if Miroku died like Kagome did, I’d be come a deaf mute of guilty remorse. Miroku tells me how Inuyasha is doing through Sesshomaru, I guess it even has the almighty Sesshomaru shaken even more so than before. You would think that the police would have opened an investigation on a triple homicide, Kagome, wealthy business man Naraku, and the little girl, Kanna Riosaki, but I think that Sesshomaru paid a lot of money to keep the case closed and the records burned. He probably didn’t want anyone finding out how horribly wrong even the littlest of things do, or maybe he wanted to save everybody including Naraku, but I’m not sure anymore.
Kagome’s funeral had been beautiful and everyone showed up, okay so three people didn’t show up and I’m pretty sure you know who. Yes, Rin, Shiori and Inuyasha. Now Rin and Shiori had a good excuse, there was no way they could make it no matter how much Shiori wanted to come. Everyone including myself knew they wouldn’t show up, but Inuyasha, he didn’t even bother to get out of bed that day. Now I’m not a heartless person and I do understand how depression works on people, I know how he probably couldn’t face her for the things he had done, for the wrongs he had caused her, but I still think that he should have came.
Miroku, Koga, Sesshomaru and I were all there to comfort Sota and his father, they had lost half of their family in less than a year and it would taken them probably a life time to forgive and move on. Well all cried together, except for Sesshomaru of course, I don’t think he knows how to cry and I too pity him as well. He probably feels responsible for all of the deaths that had happened, for all the lives lost, but he would live on I know he is a strong person and he will succeed. After the funeral was over, Miroku and I drove Koga home. I didn’t think that he was going to be alright, he was such a mess and somehow I found myself praying for him to become stronger, both Miroku and I hoped for the best, but only could expect the worst and the words is exactly what happened.
He never came back to school the following Monday, and I didn’t know what to do, or what to say. Miroku assured me that Koga was just taking a breather from people, he needed some alone time to grieve, but deep down I think that we both knew that what Miroku was saying wasn’t true. We did go to his home to give him the homework, and our condolences, but we too were too late. The moment we walked into Koga’s house there was something wrong with the air. His room was conveniently moved to the basement and when Miroku opened the door and switched on the light, my eyes were wide and the loudest scream imaginable came from my mouth. Koga died that day, he had hung himself, but how he managed to do it was beyond me.
I blamed myself for his death because I should have kept a better eye on him, I shouldn’t have left him alone in his condition, but I knew it wasn’t my fault. I just didn’t want to se another person die before I could graduate high school. I didn’t want to cry anymore, but I did a lot more of it. The police never found a suicide note, and we all knew that there wouldn’t be one because his blue eyes told the tale of how he lost it all. Of how he’d given up. His funeral was a few days later and a lot of my classmates showed up. Ayame was there, she had been in love with Koga, but he never seemed to notice her. Hakaku and Ginta, Koga’s right hand men were there and even people I never knew showed up, but that was just who Koga was. He knew almost everyone. I was surprised and Miroku too when Inuyasha showed up to pay his respects, and I was absolutely mortified by how ill Inuyasha looked, he was wasting away. He had cried with us that day and I saw the broken Hanyou for the first time, he was just as mortal as any human.
I didn’t see Kikyo at Koga’s funeral like I had seen her at Kagome’s and for that I was grateful. Inuyasha didn’t talk to me the whole time we were together, I don’t think that he actually said a word to anyone, but Koga’s closed casket. When I left, I told Miroku to walk Inuyasha home because I feared for my friend’s safety, hell I feared for his mental stability in general. A little while after I got home did Miroku call me and say that he was going to stay over at Inuyasha’s and my heart didn’t feel as heavy as before. I was hoping for the best, and truthfully I hated to think and expect the worst with him too, but I did.
Everything was calming down for me and I believed that things were starting to get better. Inuyasha came to school and we hung out together like we did in the good old days, but it never felt the same as it had. We usually ended up playing video games or I would end up by myself, I guess Inuyasha couldn’t stand being near any girls and I had always hoped that he was only going through one of those stages. Oh how I hoped. I always hated staying by the phone at night, waiting for Miroku to call with updates, but he rarely did. Our relationship was suffering because of Inuyasha’s need to always be around Miroku and I had to admit I was insanely jealous of my friend and angry, but I loved Inuyasha like a girl would her brother and I couldn’t allow myself to hate him. Later on Miroku had helped me greatly through my time of need, and I loved him for it, I still do.
oOo
Love, Murder, and Betrayal
By: Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Our Final Destinies.
Days passed by so slowly and Inuyasha noticed that Sesshomaru was falling back into old behaviors. The Inu-youkai was quickly becoming cold and emotionless again, spending crazy hours involved with nothing but his work. Inuyasha didn’t even know if his brother was eating and the twenty-eight year-old Inu-youkai was taking a turn for the worst. Inuyasha started going back to school and life wasn’t getting any better. Sango and Miroku refused to come to the house anymore due to Sesshomaru’s heartless attitude and his sometimes scary threats so Inuyasha would stay at school longer and help his friends with the prolonged search for Kagome.
Everything seemed hopeless and it was turning chaotic, Inuyasha watched the news as wealthy business owners either disappeared or turned up missing, and deep down he knew that the only person who could be behind it was Naraku. So far it had only been three months since he arrived and those three months were nothing but a living nightmare that Inuyasha wished with all his being that he could escape. He was barely able to sleep at night with Sesshomaru’s constant anger rampage and when he did sleep, he was tossing and turning all night and waking up completely sore from head to toe. Things were just too confusing that no matter what Inuyasha did, it didn’t work.
Sighing heavily, Inuyasha stood up out of his chair and left his English class, he couldn’t keep himself concentrated so why should he push himself to learn anything. The halls were empty and quiet, it gave his mind some time to regroup and think about everything that had happened since he met Kagome, since he knew that he had fallen in love with her. He knew that his life would no longer be the same and he sometimes wished that he had never met Kagome because then she would probably still be alive, and happy, most likely with Koga. His heart ached, but he ignored it. He had to or else he would make himself physically sick, Inuyasha had been doing that a lot lately and it wasn’t good for his health.
The bell signaled the end of the day and Inuyasha sat quietly by himself on the branch of a tree, his long silver hair tied loosely with a ribbon. He could smell the hoards of students as they exited the building quickly, their nonsense chatter humming in his sensitive ears. Girls were giggling as they gossiped about stupid flavors of the months and the boys laughed and chatted about the boys who needed to a taste toilet water face first and what not. He knew that Sango would be meeting up with Miroku and they would be meeting him underneath the tree he sat in, but to him it didn’t matter. Nothing did. The only person he didn’t ever expect to be coming was one of the last that he wanted to see because he was angry, upset and jealous all at the same time.
Koga had been the last one to have a conversation with Kagome, he was the last one to touch her and probably the last one to see her smiling face and boy did Inuyasha hate Koga with a passion for it. Still the wolf demon approached the tree and looked up at Inuyasha and the hanyou felt a pang in his chest so he jumped down from his branch and sized Koga up, trying not to show the misery that he felt all the way down to his bones. The brown haired blue eyed demon sighed heavily as he sat down, his school uniform fluttering as well as his high pony tailed hair as he plopped onto the ground Indian style.
“I wanna help you, Sango, and Miroku look for Kagome,” Koga admitted in a low voice. “It’s partly my fault why Naraku got her and I can’t stand knowing that he has her somewhere out there and I’m helpless to do anything but sit around like an ass and wait things out! I’m tired of waiting Inuyasha! All I want is to see her again and to know that she is okay and safe.”
“Okay Koga,” Inuyasha said sitting next to the wolf demon. “You can help us. We need all the help we can get, but you have to promise me something.”
“Anything just name it!” Koga exclaimed.
oOo
Naraku sat patiently waiting for his little pet to arrive from her latest attack, she was late and he wasn’t one too keen on tardiness. Kikyo had disappeared on him again and the hanyou wasn’t too happy with her either at the moment. Glancing at the digital clock again, Naraku stood up from his chair and began to slowly pace back and forth, it was becoming absolutely ridiculous. He had decided only to wait a few more minutes when a cloud of smoke erupted next to him and his precious pet stood before him, her outfit in tatters and the smell of her blood filling his nostrils, she had been injured.
“I see you’ve come back my pet,” He cooed sizing her up. “And you’re marred that beautiful face of yours too. tsk tsk.”
His long fingers took her chin and pulled it to his face for closer inspection. He could smell the poison eating away the skin in the large gash down the right side of her face. There was no blood, but if Naraku didn’t help her, his pet was going to die a pain-filled death. Taking one of her hands, Naraku directed his pet’s index finger to her wound and spoke the word ‘heal’. Her hand began to glow a bright maroon color and the poison was sucked from her blood, the wound closed, but leaving a red scar down the side of her face, it would never go away.
When all the light died down and Naraku looked over his pet making sure that there wasn’t anymore unseen injuries, he nodded his head and the girl disappeared from view, plans had been made and it was almost execution time. Naraku smiled coyly as he propped his feet on the table and slouched comfortably in his seat. Soon enough he would be on top again and nothing would stop him on his walk to the top, absolutely nothing. The lights around him dimmed dramatically as he laughed, there was no way that the plans he made for the ultimate destruction could go wrong, it was one-hundred percent faulty-proof and there was no way he could allow even one mess up.
oOo
Kikyo watched the little red hair girl as she ran around playing at the park. The undead teenager had been watching the child for days and decided that the six-year-old named Kanna Riosaki was the perfect girl for the job Kikyo needed fulfilled. Being sure to hide her scent, Kikyo silently stalked up to the little girl, she had stopped playing to see the eerie woman looming over her. The poor child didn’t even have enough time to scream before she was engulfed by blue flames. All the children at the park screamed frightened and ran to their parents and the on lookers stared in horror as they watched helplessly.
The little girl screamed in pain as her tanned skin glowed brightly and as her red hair fluttered violently while slowly fading white. The tears that rolled down her face washed away all the color to her skin, leaving her a ghostly white. Kikyo watched un-amused as her minion’s evolution continued on, she was keeping her eyes on the watcher’s, the rubberneck that had their own eyes bugged out and mouths opened wide. It was a sight to be seen. It wasn’t much longer as the light died away, along with the flames swirling together and exploding sending all the people eavesdropping flying back a few feet onto their backs. Kikyo glanced at the now demon little girl with silver hair and cold as ice black eyes, she was the perfect old-fashioned white silk kimono and strong straw sandals that gave the girl a death like appearance and the shimmering round mirror in her ghostly pale fingers was something to marvel at.
“Come Kanna,” Kikyo said emotionlessly.
The girl nodded numbly as she followed the dead priestess down the sidewalk, a thick fog surrounding the two of them as they eventually disappeared into the unknown. Kikyo had some rather important matters to attend to that included training her new minion with her now demonic strength, intelligence, and battle techniques. This little girl would secure Kikyo’s victory and Inuyasha heart too in one fell swoop if things continued to go as they were supposed to, but do they always?
oOo
It was weird for him to be back in his old home, and it didn’t seem like things had changed at all. The ceilings were falling apart and the walls were termite infested. The hanyou sighed heavily as he remembered what life was like growing up in a poverty stricken useless human being. It was shameful, disgraceful, and just plain disgusting. He hadn’t always been evil, but the need for power, ultimate power to show everyone what he was made of, destroyed his humanity and he ended up still worthless, but only a worthless hanyou. Life had been harder for him, but Naraku used every resource he could find and shot to the top. It was all money, money, money, and that had changed all he really wanted now was the world.
Some things hadn’t worked out the way he wanted them to like Kikyo for instance, but mistakes could be fixed, things could be erased without a trace and redone even better than before. Ramming his claws into the already crumbling walls, Naraku released his poison miasma into the house, every piece of wood melting as if it were ice on a hot pan. The putrid smell filled his nose and he couldn’t help but smile at the wonderful smell of death and decay. Naraku laughed loudly as the skeletal remains of his parents crashed to the ground and burst into flames. They had been buried in the walls of his first home after they had ‘mysteriously’ disappeared, no one was allowed to know his past, about his pathetic human life, and no one would ever know.
He laughed sadistically as he walked slowly down the poorly lit street, his old home engulfed in bright flames. By the time the fire department would it get there, it’d be too late, nothing would be able to be saved. Turning down the corner, he could feel the dead eyes on his back, there was someone watching him, someone who must have known what he once was. Stopping dead in his tracks, he saw the woman merely yards away, a faint light illuminating her pale skin and Naraku smiled.
“I see you’ve come back to your master, Kikyo.” He said.
“Not quite Naraku,” she seethed venomously as her eyes laid transfixed on something behind him.
oOo
Inuyasha walked home from yet another day of school with Sango, Miroku, and yes even Koga. They had been working feverously on the disappearance of Kagome and all came to dead ends. Sure Inuyasha knew who had done it, they all knew it had something to do with Naraku, but none knew where he was or a way to get to him so they could rescue Kagome, if she was still alive after so long. It seemed as if they weren’t able to do anything, that the four teenagers were utterly useless, but they kept struggling to find a way out of the maze, to solve the puzzle.
“Do you think we’ll ever find her?” Sango asked quietly as she clutched her books closer to her chest.
“Of course we’ll find her,” Inuyasha growled spinning around violently, “No matter what it takes, I’m not going to give up on her! She’s my fucking girlfriend! I’d do anything for her! So quit talking like she’s dead!”
Sango shrunk back at Inuyasha’s tone and hung her head, she was being stupid, of course they would find Kagome alive, because their group was filled with the good guys and the good guys always wind over the evil doers don’t they? Miroku took Sango’s hand into his and gave her a reassuring look as they continued on their journey to Koga’s house. They would have gone to Inuyasha’s, but Sesshomaru was becoming very violent around Sango and Miroku, not too mention Inuyasha for their human blood and none of them wanted to risk their lives against Sesshomaru because they would loose.
They decided to go through the park to get to Koga’s house since it was a shortcut, and neither Inu-hanyou, or wolf demon really wanted to be near pedestrians and cars. It was getting darker quickly and nobody said a word, it wasn’t the time for idle chit-chat. There was never any time for it anymore, everyone was too miserable. An eerie wind blew by the teenagers and Inuyasha stopped, there was a familiar scent in the air, but he hadn’t smelled it in years. He frowned as his friends gave him weird looks, it was impossible for him to be smelling that scent because Kikyo had died almost three years before.
oOo
Sesshomaru gave a tip to his waiter and left the table, he just couldn’t sit down and wait any longer. Receiving his coat, the Inu-youkai left the restaurant and stopped in an express Starbucks, buying himself a cup of steaming hot coffee. Taking a quick sip, he looked around, his cold eyes surveying the people and things near him, everything was just sickening. Growling, Sesshomaru headed to the secluded parking lot where his car would be found, the day had been a complete waste. No matter how hard he searched for Rin and Shiori, they couldn’t be found and it was driving him absolutely insane. He knew that Rin didn’t want to be found, and she had hid before and there was nothing keeping her from doing it now.
Shoving his keys into the lock, he unlocked is door. It had been a really long and rough day for him and all he wanted was just to go home, take a hot relaxing shower, and hopefully sleep. Hearing children laughing, he stopped and turned around, but saw nothing. Grumbling, he turned to get into his car when he swore somebody was calling him, that Shiori was calling for him. Closing the door, he followed the voice, sure it was very suspicious, but Sesshomaru couldn’t help it, he was that miserable. Seeing a flash of silver hair didn’t help as Sesshomaru picked up his pace, he did look a little weird, but it wasn’t as if anyone was paying attention to him anyway, they were all minding their own business.
Minutes flew by and soon enough, he was running after the voice. It was getting stronger and he couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to. His once pulled back hair flapped wildly behind him, his amber eyes focused directly in front of him as he ran. He looked like a dangerous predator going after his prey, hunting down his next victim. He had no clue to where he was being led to, but it didn’t matter as long as Rin and Shiori were at the ending place when he got there, because if they weren’t, all hell would break loose and Sesshomaru wasn’t sure of what he’d do if they weren’t there, he couldn’t allow hi self to imagine it.
oOo
Inuyasha gave no word of warning as he took off, he couldn’t think straight at the moment, it was either his nose deceiving him or he was really smelling Kikyo’s scent as clear as day. He could hear his friends calling after him, but the hanyou didn’t look back, he had to find Kikyo, or where ever her scent was coming from. Jumping out into a clearing, Inuyasha’s breath hitched at what he saw, it was in fact Kikyo and she was standing there. She was seemingly at war with a cloaked woman who had attacked Shiori and Rin, it was making his blood boil with such fury.
“Kikyo!” He called out as he dove for her, saving the undead teenager from certain death as he tackled her to the ground.
The cloaked figure stood there as silent a stone as Inuyasha stared down at the girl in his arms, it was his Kikyo! Pulling her into a tight embrace, he whispered incoherent things into her ear, he couldn’t believe she was still alive. Inuyasha wasn’t paying any attention to his surroundings, but by the time he looked up, it was too late. The cloaked figure stood over him, a dagger securely in her hands and he could barely see her cold eyes staring down at him with certain death written on them. Things happened so quickly that Inuyasha didn’t even get a chance to blink before Koga came to his rescue and knocked over the woman, tumbling to the ground with her. He had saved both Inuyasha’s and Kikyo’s lives.
Miroku and Sango helped Inuyasha and Kikyo to their feet and stared shocked at the undead priestess who gave them the iciest glares imaginable, they knew what she was, Miroku still had the cast on his arm to prove it. Even if there was no chance in the seven hells that Inuyasha would go against Kikyo now that he had found her, Sango and Miroku kept an eye on her as the unimaginable person showed up to the little reunion, the one and only Naraku. His cold black eyes bore holes into the group as he stood there, the miasma flaming at his feet, the evil hanyou was seemingly invisible. Kikyo on the other hand hid her face in Inuyasha’s chest and smiled.
If things weren’t done on purpose, the current scene would have been one really creepy coincidence as Sesshomaru slid onto the scene, his eyes narrowed and a snarl on his face, he had been tricked. The Inu-youkai was now going on a war path to destroy the person who destroyed his life, and that just so happened to be Naraku. Sesshomaru charged the evil hanyou with out any hesitation, his claws glowing a sickly green and his tremendously fast speed behind him, Inuyasha’s brother seemed destined to win, that was until a force field shielded Naraku from any offensive attacks, someone was buying him time.
“You think that I’d be that easy to take down Sesshomaru?” Naraku said emotionlessly not moving even an inch, “You underestimate my power and for that you shall be punished.”
It was then that all hell decided to break loose, the wind became something so fierce that both Sango and Miroku had to fall back, they couldn’t handle what was happening. The wind came at Sesshomaru like a flurry of razors, not all of which he could dodge unharmed. His arms bleed lightly and his once long silver hair cascaded lifelessly to the ground, it had been holding him back, and now it posed no threat to him. The Inu-youkai was like a rabid beast as he relied on his animal instincts to attack, slashing his large and sharp claws, hoping to break through the tough barrier that protected Naraku.
Inuyasha only had his mind on Kikyo, holding her close as he whispered promises and apologies into her ear, he was oblivious to the havoc running amuck around him. This was exactly everything that Kikyo had wanted, she wanted her once beloved Inuyasha holing her close, she wanted to listen in pure bliss as Naraku received his just deserts, she wanted the world, but one thing failed to go her way, the death of the wretch who stole Inuyasha. The death of Kagome Higurashi. Kikyo knew that her hanyou had moved on when she died, but she couldn’t accept it, and now that she was alive again, she wouldn’t allow her Inuyasha to be happy with anyone else but herself.
Koga had no time to dilly dally around like Inuyasha did, no sir, the wolf demon was fighting his hardest to stay live. The mysterious woman came at him attack after attack, it was almost nonstop. He didn’t know if he was going to be able to defeat her, because whatever she was it certainly wasn’t weak. Koga was barely able to doge his opponents attack, but he fell flat on his back when his feet were kicked from underneath him. The wolf had no time to move as she straddled his waist with her thighs and the dagger she held lowering quickly to his neck, she was going in for the kill. Koga was able to grab her wrists as she pushed down aggressively, it was going to be an equal struggle for dominance. The sweat was running down his face as he tried to hold her off, but it was seemingly no use.
He could hear the battle between Sesshomaru and Naraku ruthlessly raging on and Inuyasha gently talking to the Kagome look alike, everything was so chaotic that he didn’t want to imagine how it all could turn out. Out of the corner of his eyes, Koga could see the reflection of light, and turning his head, he saw a little girl with a mirror in her hands. She stood absolutely still, but Koga knew that the little girl too was involved somehow.
“Inuyasha!” Koga yelled loudly, “There’s someone else! Get the girl with the mirror! THE MIRROR!”
Nothing was done and with a surge of power, Koga threw the woman off of himself, picked up the dagger and chucked it at the little round mirror. The gagger was enflamed by green energy as it struck the mirror and time seemed to stop as it cracked, then shattered, glass shards flying everywhere as the little girl disappeared. Everything that happened after that was like a giant chain reaction that everybody there would never forget. The woman stood merely feet away from Koga a .38 millimeter handgun held firmly in her hand pointing it at him and all he could to was try to swallow the lump in his throat, he was going to die.
It was at that exact moment when Sesshomaru attacked Naraku with is poisoned claws did the shield surrounding the hanyou vanish and the Inu-youkai broke through, his sharp fluorescent green claws digging into Naraku’s chest, it was all over. Sesshomaru gave his nails a sharp turn and ripped Naraku’s beating heart from his ribcage. Naraku looked surprised beyond believe to see Sesshomaru and as the hanyou collapse to the ground, his blood escaping from his body by the gallons, he didn’t saw a word. All the careful preparations he made were going down the drain and it had been Kikyo who betrayed him.
Koga acted quickly as he saw Naraku’s demise and while his mystery woman was distracted by something behind Koga, he launched his body at her and grabbed the gun from her and then pointed it at her chest, he didn’t think that he had won, but he did. He stared into the woman’s brown eyes and saw something so familiar in them that it made him shudder. Even if her face was shadowed, he could plainly see the tears welling up, in sadness, hurt, and the betrayal, but she wasn’t looking at him, but passed him. Turning his head to see what was going on, Koga almost started choking on his own breath. Inuyasha and Kikyo were locked in a passionate kiss and it sickened the wolf demon to no end.
‘How can he do that to Kagome at a time like this?’ His mind screamed as he focused his attention back onto the figure. He couldn’t tell what was going on with her as she raised her hand out to him, her pale skin showing through the black material of the cloak she wore. There was no wind, but her ebony hair was fluttering out from the hood and Koga could swear that he heard her sobbing.
“I love you Inuyasha,” Koga heard the woman say as her hand exploded into blue energy and shot at Koga, entrapping the hand that held the gun. Koga cried out in shock as he tried to jerk away, but his hand was stuck in place, “I’m sorry Koga, please forgive me.”
Two shots rang out and the energy immediately disappeared as well as the gun. The woman stood there for a moment before she slumped to the ground, the powerful scent of blood rushing to Koga’s nose like a tidal wave that made his heart stop and his blood run cold. He quickly went to the woman’s body and immediately his eyes started to water as he collapsed to his knees and pulled her body into his arms. The cloak slowly disappeared and he could smell her scent perfectly clear, it was Kagome. Her chest bled heavily and he could hear her faintly heartbeat.
“Please Kagome,” He cried holding her close. “Don’t die on me, I didn’t mean to do it! Why did you make me shoot you? Why Kagome?”
Kagome coughed raggedly as a trail of blood spilled from her lips, her dark brown eyes filled with pain. “I’m sorry Koga, I didn’t mean to kill all those people. I tried to stop myself, I tried so hard, but I wasn’t strong enough. I wasn’t strong enough to stop Naraku. Tell papa and Sota that I’m sorry too, I won’t be coming home to see them. I’m a failure…”
“NO!” He cried. “You’re not a failure! Not in my book Kagome! You’re the most beautiful girl in the world! You’re headstrong, you have remarkable strength! Please don’t die, please…”
Kagome stroked Koga’s cheek and she tried to smile through her tears, but she couldn’t. The world had been cruel and extremely harsh to her no matter how much she did, it was like everyone had a “fuck you” attitude and in a way she was glad that she had used her remaining miko strength to fire the gun. It had to be this way because Kagome killed so many people while she was under the influence of Naraku, she could remember every single detail, it wouldn’t leave her alone. She killed her friends, harmed innocent people including the one’s she loved most. Kagome was putting an end to everyone’s misery, to her own self-hatred.
The world around her was getting dark and she could hear Koga’s pleading, Sango’s cry and Miroku’s soft chanting holy words, he was helping her cross over. In her mind she knew that she had taken the cowards way out of life, but it didn’t matter anymore, only as long as Inuyasha was happy with is decision would Kagome be allowed to rest in peace.
“Forgive me for the wrong’s I’ve caused,” she whispered closing her eyes and letting death settle in her heart.
Sango’s Point of View
And that’s how my best friend died. I never really did understand in all my years of knowing Kagome, why she acted the way she did, but after her death I began to realize just how much every single one of us had needed her in one way or another. I cried so hard as I watched her give up in Koga’s arms that day, I wish I knew just how much she had gone through over the last year and a half of her life, and I don’t think I ever will. I don’t think that anyone was the same after her life spark went out and in all honesty, I believe the two people who suffered the most were Koga and Inuyasha.
Koga had really loved Kagome with all of his heart and had tried so hard to show it to Kagome, even if sometimes not in the correct way. He had only the best of intentions from the start and it hurts me only deeper inside and out. I know that Inuyasha too loved Kagome, but he had realized it too late and it broke his heart. After all the struggles Kagome and Inuyasha had, when she needed him the most, he wasn’t there to throw her a rope. And yes, in a way I’m angry at Inuyasha for Kagome’s death, a part of me wants to blame him for everything and to hurt him physically until he is paralyzed, but then the other part of me pities him so much that it’s disgusting.
Inuyasha and I don’t really talk anymore, same with Miroku and Inuyasha. He’s closed himself off, and who could blame him? I’m pretty sure that if Miroku died like Kagome did, I’d be come a deaf mute of guilty remorse. Miroku tells me how Inuyasha is doing through Sesshomaru, I guess it even has the almighty Sesshomaru shaken even more so than before. You would think that the police would have opened an investigation on a triple homicide, Kagome, wealthy business man Naraku, and the little girl, Kanna Riosaki, but I think that Sesshomaru paid a lot of money to keep the case closed and the records burned. He probably didn’t want anyone finding out how horribly wrong even the littlest of things do, or maybe he wanted to save everybody including Naraku, but I’m not sure anymore.
Kagome’s funeral had been beautiful and everyone showed up, okay so three people didn’t show up and I’m pretty sure you know who. Yes, Rin, Shiori and Inuyasha. Now Rin and Shiori had a good excuse, there was no way they could make it no matter how much Shiori wanted to come. Everyone including myself knew they wouldn’t show up, but Inuyasha, he didn’t even bother to get out of bed that day. Now I’m not a heartless person and I do understand how depression works on people, I know how he probably couldn’t face her for the things he had done, for the wrongs he had caused her, but I still think that he should have came.
Miroku, Koga, Sesshomaru and I were all there to comfort Sota and his father, they had lost half of their family in less than a year and it would taken them probably a life time to forgive and move on. Well all cried together, except for Sesshomaru of course, I don’t think he knows how to cry and I too pity him as well. He probably feels responsible for all of the deaths that had happened, for all the lives lost, but he would live on I know he is a strong person and he will succeed. After the funeral was over, Miroku and I drove Koga home. I didn’t think that he was going to be alright, he was such a mess and somehow I found myself praying for him to become stronger, both Miroku and I hoped for the best, but only could expect the worst and the words is exactly what happened.
He never came back to school the following Monday, and I didn’t know what to do, or what to say. Miroku assured me that Koga was just taking a breather from people, he needed some alone time to grieve, but deep down I think that we both knew that what Miroku was saying wasn’t true. We did go to his home to give him the homework, and our condolences, but we too were too late. The moment we walked into Koga’s house there was something wrong with the air. His room was conveniently moved to the basement and when Miroku opened the door and switched on the light, my eyes were wide and the loudest scream imaginable came from my mouth. Koga died that day, he had hung himself, but how he managed to do it was beyond me.
I blamed myself for his death because I should have kept a better eye on him, I shouldn’t have left him alone in his condition, but I knew it wasn’t my fault. I just didn’t want to se another person die before I could graduate high school. I didn’t want to cry anymore, but I did a lot more of it. The police never found a suicide note, and we all knew that there wouldn’t be one because his blue eyes told the tale of how he lost it all. Of how he’d given up. His funeral was a few days later and a lot of my classmates showed up. Ayame was there, she had been in love with Koga, but he never seemed to notice her. Hakaku and Ginta, Koga’s right hand men were there and even people I never knew showed up, but that was just who Koga was. He knew almost everyone. I was surprised and Miroku too when Inuyasha showed up to pay his respects, and I was absolutely mortified by how ill Inuyasha looked, he was wasting away. He had cried with us that day and I saw the broken Hanyou for the first time, he was just as mortal as any human.
I didn’t see Kikyo at Koga’s funeral like I had seen her at Kagome’s and for that I was grateful. Inuyasha didn’t talk to me the whole time we were together, I don’t think that he actually said a word to anyone, but Koga’s closed casket. When I left, I told Miroku to walk Inuyasha home because I feared for my friend’s safety, hell I feared for his mental stability in general. A little while after I got home did Miroku call me and say that he was going to stay over at Inuyasha’s and my heart didn’t feel as heavy as before. I was hoping for the best, and truthfully I hated to think and expect the worst with him too, but I did.
Everything was calming down for me and I believed that things were starting to get better. Inuyasha came to school and we hung out together like we did in the good old days, but it never felt the same as it had. We usually ended up playing video games or I would end up by myself, I guess Inuyasha couldn’t stand being near any girls and I had always hoped that he was only going through one of those stages. Oh how I hoped. I always hated staying by the phone at night, waiting for Miroku to call with updates, but he rarely did. Our relationship was suffering because of Inuyasha’s need to always be around Miroku and I had to admit I was insanely jealous of my friend and angry, but I loved Inuyasha like a girl would her brother and I couldn’t allow myself to hate him. Later on Miroku had helped me greatly through my time of need, and I loved him for it, I still do.
oOo