InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love on His Lips ❯ Black Death ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Mika_san 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 08.02.2006 | Updated On: 08.03.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 317 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 08.02.2006 | Updated On: 08.03.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 317 | Status: Completed
A/N: (aka E/N) Enjoy! More details will come later. *points at bottom of page* We don't want lil ol' me spoiling the fanfic, now would we?
Disclaimer: Okay, so none of these characters are mine, but sole property of Rumiko Takahashi. The following situations are mine though, and are for my own enjoyment and people that read this. Have fun! Oh, and the 'Poem'… actually, it's a song is mine. It's called: "Did You Ever Love?"
Chapter 1
The black aura pulsated throughout the ground. Again and again it pulsed its black beat, but nobody could see it. Seven people lie unconscious on the cold barren earth. Seven people had tried their best to kill Naraku and purify the Shikon no Tama. Seven people failed. It lay there, black and menacing.
The battle for the jewel had taken several days. Each in which everybody's confidence subsided, slowly and painfully. They knew they couldn't have pulled it off to begin with, but still tried. They knew a thing like this would happen. And now, it had. The only good outcome was that Naraku had fallen, finally. His minions were gone, also, after dieing in a fight to reach this far. After engulfing the Shikon no Tama with the last of his powers, the jewel was rid of almost all it's purity and he was dead.
The stars were cold and shone overhead, reminding them of what they had done. Nobody would ever be the same again. The moon seemed blackened also, though it still illuminated the sky, sending a feeling of death everywhere people went. One of the seven stirred, opening her eyes. Her long ebony hair was matted with crimson blood and her Priestess uniform stained the same. A long scrape ran down her arm, one that would leave its mark for some time. A scar raced her stomach, while another one on her knee. And one other across her right cheek. They were all still dripping blood, and stinging profusely.
She stared at the jewel with unbelieving eyes. Never in her life had she seen something so heart wrenching. Never had she seen something so deafening sick and black. She saw no sign of Naraku. Then, she remembered his body falling apart. Slowly, she rose to her feet, the world spinning and turning every second of the way. It hurt her greatly to walk, and that she could barely do alone. She fell, hitting her head on the hard earth, inches away from the jewel. Blood pooled on the ground, and she could see her own frightened reflection swaying within. Her eyes wide, she reached out to the jewel, watching her reflection, as if it was something else. A shock ran through her body, doubling her over in pain. She couldn't even touch the jewel. Why had it come to this? Tears slipped from her eyes, stinging the wound on her cheek. She looked down, and away from the jewel, laying her head on the ground.
"Kagome." A hand reached out, placed on her shoulder. She looked up. Golden eyes, deep with sorrow and filled with tears gazed back into hers. She was speechless. She had never seen him cry before. Was it for her? She gently reached up and touched the side of his face. Slowly, she drew ever closer, until their lips were so close to touching. But he pulled away, closing his eyes tightly as a single tear slipped down his face. He hung his head low, and looked down. It was impossible for her to comfort him. Suddenly, as if someone had delivered a blow to her back, she lurched forward, feeling shockingly stronger. 'Kikyou's soul…' She thought. "I…she…She's dead…" Kagome muttered, looking down also. Drop after drop of sorrow fell from his eyes, as he nodded ever so painfully. As her eyes adjusted to the strange lighting overhead, she was horrified.
There lay Kikyou's body, barely recognizable. Blood still pooled from every single place imaginable. On her arms, her chest, her neck, her face, her legs, her wrists, her hands…everywhere there was a deep gash. Her eyes stared blankly at the sky, cold and unfeeling. Her hand reached out on the ground, to where he was sitting. 'I bet he said he loved her…' Kagome thought, struggling to sit up. 'How can I think that?' She shook her head, her neck and the rest of her body unnaturally stiff. 'I mean…he had every right…' Something pulled at the back of her mind that said: 'He didn't have any right at all!' It was an angry little voice, filled with jealousy. One that seemed happy to see the Miko lying on the ground, finally gone. "No…" She whispered.
"I couldn't p-protect her…" InuYasha shook, and kept his gaze only downward, not able to face anybody anymore. Kagome didn't hear him, too riddled with controversy. One side of her said: 'I should comfort him…' the other said: 'Now's your chance! That stupid Priestess is out of the way, make your move!' She tried to ignore them, but in fact was actually ignoring InuYasha. Suddenly, she snapped to attention.
"I-InuYasha…?" She reached a hand out to him, patting his shoulder. He managed to look up a little, and she could see that his eyes were dry and bloodshot. "A-are you alright?" He shook his head no. The first time he had admitted something was wrong. Kagome's heart sank, knowing she died still loving him, and he watched her die with love in his heart for her, as well. "Do you want a hug?" InuYasha uttered something that seemed a cross between a dry sob and a laugh. Kagome sighed and looked behind her at the sound of footsteps. Her companions, Miroku and Sango were standing behind them. Miroku stared at Kikyou, an _expression of understanding across his face. The Taijiya lay motionless in his arms.
"Is she okay?" Kagome whispered. The monk nodded absentmindedly, still staring at Kikyou. He directed his gaze back to InuYasha.
"I…" Miroku started, kneeling down. "If I could pat you on the shoulder, I would…but as you can see, my hands are full." He lifted Sango's head up and smiled at her. Her eyes were closed, and she made no sound. That didn't cheer InuYasha up at all. He said nothing, not really wanting to, yet at the same time, words meant everything. More footsteps followed, and the second Taijiya came into view. They all stared at him, except for InuYasha. He kept his gaze glued to the ground. The only sound was the quick 'pit, pat' of his tears as they fell.
"Kohaku." Miroku said, rising from his crouching position, which had been next to InuYasha. "You are…unharmed…?" Kohaku nodded slowly, and without word. He lifted his head to gaze at his older sister, who lay quietly in the arms of the monk. '…' His thoughts were empty and he held only pain for her and the rest. He finally spoke up.
"Monk." He said, in a quiet voice. Miroku nodded in acknowledgement. "You're…Wind Tunnel?" He continued in the softer voice, sighing when he paused. Miroku nodded. "It's gone…right?" No real emotion showed in the monk's face, but you could tell he was thinking.
"Come to think of it…I really couldn't care right now. All I want to know is that my friends are okay…" He let out his hand to Kagome, still managing to keep Sango from falling with only one. Kagome gratefully took it, stumbling only a little on her way up. "Are you alright, Lady Kagome?" Miroku asked. Kagome looked down and nodded slowly. Miroku nodded and put his other arm around Sango, as to keep her from falling.
"Hn…" Sango blinked and opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Miroku staring down at her, the semi-innocent smile plastered across his face. A resounding 'slap' echoed throughout the area. It seemed Sango had enough strength within her to reprimand the monk. "Put me down, Miroku!" She said roughly, aiming for another slap. Miroku smiled and shook his head.
"Ah, that I will do, Lady Sango…" He set her on her feet, rubbing the handprint across his left cheek. Sango shook her head, then returned to them with a saddened gaze in InuYasha's direction.
"Oh, InuYasha…" She placed a hand on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry…" Kohaku stood next to her, nodding. "K-Kohaku?" She looked over he shoulder, to see him beaming at her. Her heart raced. "M-Miroku…how did you…?"
"Naraku's a good liar." He smiled at her and Kohaku, but it seemed now was ultimately not the time to be smiling. At all. InuYasha had fallen silent, unable to cry anymore. Shippou climbed on Kohaku's shoulder, apparently just waking up. He had a few scrapes here and there, but nothing much.
"InuYasha…" Shippou muttered. InuYasha stared blankly at the ground, his hands hanging loosely at his side. His breathing was shallow, but that was only because he was trying to catch it again.
"We will be sure to give her a proper burial, InuYasha." Miroku stated, lending out his hand, now free. The beads that had once sealed the Wind Tunnel now hung loosely around his wrist, the piece of cloth ripped, and nearly fallen off. There was no real shock in everybody, because it would only take time for it to sink in and become real. InuYasha shook his head, as if to say: 'I don't need help…'.
"He killed her…" He muttered, biting his lower lip. Sango sighed. "InuYasha…" Kagome stepped in, placing a hand on InuYasha's shoulder. He looked up at her. Kikyou beamed down from where she stood, and he could feel her touch, for one last time. He blinked, and Kagome was now smiling through tears at him, with her hand on his shoulder. He rose slowly, never moving his eyes from the ground. Without a sound, he stumbled over to Kikyou's body, staring at it. Her corpse stared back at him, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. He wanted to be in her arms, to say goodbye one last time. To tell her he loved her. Gently, as if she were still breathing, he lifted her from the ground, taking ever so much care. As he stared at her face, the notion to say goodbye became so great. "I love you…" He whispered softly, leaning down, meeting his lips with hers. They were cold, and he knew she couldn't answer back. The taste of salty blood filled his mouth. It was her blood he could taste, and he had wished for that never to happen. They wouldn't know what he had just undergone. He was the only one who had lost anything…and everything that ever meant something to him. He held her close to his chest, whispering those three words over and over again.
The rest exchanged glances, and figured it was best not to disturb him. He hadn't gotten to say his final goodbyes after all…
~~Flashback~~
The others had fallen unconscious and Naraku had fallen apart. But that didn't matter one bit to InuYasha. He held Kikyou in his arms, crying softly. He didn't want her to go. She smiled weakly at him and held the purple Shikon no Tama within her two hands. "Please…don't use your last for this…" InuYasha begged her. Kikyou shook her head and smiled more, wincing from the pain.
"How will you ever have victory?" She managed to say, in barely a whisper. He shook his head, tears falling from his eyes onto her face. "If…" She cringed, tightening her grip on the jewel. "No…when I die…" She closed her eyes and took a deep, ragged breath. "I want it to be for you…" InuYasha stared at her, and couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"No, Kikyou! You have it all wrong!" InuYasha shouted. Kikyou looked up at him, and was slightly frightened when she caught the gist of what he meant. "It's me that's supposed to die for you! That's the way it has and always will be!" She chuckled a little, out of raw irony.
"So you think that's it…hm?" She turned away weakly, not catching the truth placed so painfully in his voice. "I do not wish for you to die with me, nor have I ever. I have wished to move on, InuYasha. I have yearned for this moment for so long…" She reached up her hand to touch his face. "…" She winced with pain again, and her vision was starting to fade. The only thing that shone so true, was the tears on his cheeks. She felt her smile widen. A yelp of pain escaped her lips and she squeezed her eyes shut.
"Kikyou!" InuYasha brought her closer to his face. She looked into golden eyes, overflowing with tears. "Please…don’t go…" He whimpered, much like a child as he held her so dearly.
"I cannot change fate, InuYasha." With every ounce of strength left she had, she pulled herself up, wrapping her arms around his neck softly. "I shall die knowing that you love me. And that shall be the joy when I leave." He looked at her. For a moment, there was silence, but no time to waste. And yet both of them wished time would stop in its tracks so they could be together longer. Slowly, they brought their faces closer towards eachother and finally, their lips met. He held her tighter, never wanting to let go. She opened her eyes one last time, finding the strength to reach out and pick up the Shikon no Tama. Her vision began to fade into black, and her hand slipped off his neck. She landed coldly in his lap, eyes filled with relief staring at the sky.
"Kikyou…" InuYasha said. "No…" She did not answer, but smiled ever so faintly. He knew that she still loved him. But if she hadn't have tried to purify the jewel, maybe she would've had a second chance. "No…" He whispered. "DON'T GO!!" His voice rang throughout the clearing…the last thing Kikyou ever heard. She had died with him on her mind, and his love in her heart.
A/N: Hello, everybody. I'm so sorry to all you Kikyou fans. I am one myself. But…I had to kill her okay? It goes along with my plot, and you don't know what that is… so ;) to you all. Bye!
A/N(aka E/N): I'm the one who posts her fanfics and edits them ^_^. Notes: If you are a Kikyou hater, I suggest you leave. And please wait for the next update.*holds cookies in front of your nose* If you don't...*takes cookie plate away*
Disclaimer: Okay, so none of these characters are mine, but sole property of Rumiko Takahashi. The following situations are mine though, and are for my own enjoyment and people that read this. Have fun! Oh, and the 'Poem'… actually, it's a song is mine. It's called: "Did You Ever Love?"
Chapter 1
The black aura pulsated throughout the ground. Again and again it pulsed its black beat, but nobody could see it. Seven people lie unconscious on the cold barren earth. Seven people had tried their best to kill Naraku and purify the Shikon no Tama. Seven people failed. It lay there, black and menacing.
The battle for the jewel had taken several days. Each in which everybody's confidence subsided, slowly and painfully. They knew they couldn't have pulled it off to begin with, but still tried. They knew a thing like this would happen. And now, it had. The only good outcome was that Naraku had fallen, finally. His minions were gone, also, after dieing in a fight to reach this far. After engulfing the Shikon no Tama with the last of his powers, the jewel was rid of almost all it's purity and he was dead.
The stars were cold and shone overhead, reminding them of what they had done. Nobody would ever be the same again. The moon seemed blackened also, though it still illuminated the sky, sending a feeling of death everywhere people went. One of the seven stirred, opening her eyes. Her long ebony hair was matted with crimson blood and her Priestess uniform stained the same. A long scrape ran down her arm, one that would leave its mark for some time. A scar raced her stomach, while another one on her knee. And one other across her right cheek. They were all still dripping blood, and stinging profusely.
She stared at the jewel with unbelieving eyes. Never in her life had she seen something so heart wrenching. Never had she seen something so deafening sick and black. She saw no sign of Naraku. Then, she remembered his body falling apart. Slowly, she rose to her feet, the world spinning and turning every second of the way. It hurt her greatly to walk, and that she could barely do alone. She fell, hitting her head on the hard earth, inches away from the jewel. Blood pooled on the ground, and she could see her own frightened reflection swaying within. Her eyes wide, she reached out to the jewel, watching her reflection, as if it was something else. A shock ran through her body, doubling her over in pain. She couldn't even touch the jewel. Why had it come to this? Tears slipped from her eyes, stinging the wound on her cheek. She looked down, and away from the jewel, laying her head on the ground.
"Kagome." A hand reached out, placed on her shoulder. She looked up. Golden eyes, deep with sorrow and filled with tears gazed back into hers. She was speechless. She had never seen him cry before. Was it for her? She gently reached up and touched the side of his face. Slowly, she drew ever closer, until their lips were so close to touching. But he pulled away, closing his eyes tightly as a single tear slipped down his face. He hung his head low, and looked down. It was impossible for her to comfort him. Suddenly, as if someone had delivered a blow to her back, she lurched forward, feeling shockingly stronger. 'Kikyou's soul…' She thought. "I…she…She's dead…" Kagome muttered, looking down also. Drop after drop of sorrow fell from his eyes, as he nodded ever so painfully. As her eyes adjusted to the strange lighting overhead, she was horrified.
There lay Kikyou's body, barely recognizable. Blood still pooled from every single place imaginable. On her arms, her chest, her neck, her face, her legs, her wrists, her hands…everywhere there was a deep gash. Her eyes stared blankly at the sky, cold and unfeeling. Her hand reached out on the ground, to where he was sitting. 'I bet he said he loved her…' Kagome thought, struggling to sit up. 'How can I think that?' She shook her head, her neck and the rest of her body unnaturally stiff. 'I mean…he had every right…' Something pulled at the back of her mind that said: 'He didn't have any right at all!' It was an angry little voice, filled with jealousy. One that seemed happy to see the Miko lying on the ground, finally gone. "No…" She whispered.
"I couldn't p-protect her…" InuYasha shook, and kept his gaze only downward, not able to face anybody anymore. Kagome didn't hear him, too riddled with controversy. One side of her said: 'I should comfort him…' the other said: 'Now's your chance! That stupid Priestess is out of the way, make your move!' She tried to ignore them, but in fact was actually ignoring InuYasha. Suddenly, she snapped to attention.
"I-InuYasha…?" She reached a hand out to him, patting his shoulder. He managed to look up a little, and she could see that his eyes were dry and bloodshot. "A-are you alright?" He shook his head no. The first time he had admitted something was wrong. Kagome's heart sank, knowing she died still loving him, and he watched her die with love in his heart for her, as well. "Do you want a hug?" InuYasha uttered something that seemed a cross between a dry sob and a laugh. Kagome sighed and looked behind her at the sound of footsteps. Her companions, Miroku and Sango were standing behind them. Miroku stared at Kikyou, an _expression of understanding across his face. The Taijiya lay motionless in his arms.
"Is she okay?" Kagome whispered. The monk nodded absentmindedly, still staring at Kikyou. He directed his gaze back to InuYasha.
"I…" Miroku started, kneeling down. "If I could pat you on the shoulder, I would…but as you can see, my hands are full." He lifted Sango's head up and smiled at her. Her eyes were closed, and she made no sound. That didn't cheer InuYasha up at all. He said nothing, not really wanting to, yet at the same time, words meant everything. More footsteps followed, and the second Taijiya came into view. They all stared at him, except for InuYasha. He kept his gaze glued to the ground. The only sound was the quick 'pit, pat' of his tears as they fell.
"Kohaku." Miroku said, rising from his crouching position, which had been next to InuYasha. "You are…unharmed…?" Kohaku nodded slowly, and without word. He lifted his head to gaze at his older sister, who lay quietly in the arms of the monk. '…' His thoughts were empty and he held only pain for her and the rest. He finally spoke up.
"Monk." He said, in a quiet voice. Miroku nodded in acknowledgement. "You're…Wind Tunnel?" He continued in the softer voice, sighing when he paused. Miroku nodded. "It's gone…right?" No real emotion showed in the monk's face, but you could tell he was thinking.
"Come to think of it…I really couldn't care right now. All I want to know is that my friends are okay…" He let out his hand to Kagome, still managing to keep Sango from falling with only one. Kagome gratefully took it, stumbling only a little on her way up. "Are you alright, Lady Kagome?" Miroku asked. Kagome looked down and nodded slowly. Miroku nodded and put his other arm around Sango, as to keep her from falling.
"Hn…" Sango blinked and opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Miroku staring down at her, the semi-innocent smile plastered across his face. A resounding 'slap' echoed throughout the area. It seemed Sango had enough strength within her to reprimand the monk. "Put me down, Miroku!" She said roughly, aiming for another slap. Miroku smiled and shook his head.
"Ah, that I will do, Lady Sango…" He set her on her feet, rubbing the handprint across his left cheek. Sango shook her head, then returned to them with a saddened gaze in InuYasha's direction.
"Oh, InuYasha…" She placed a hand on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry…" Kohaku stood next to her, nodding. "K-Kohaku?" She looked over he shoulder, to see him beaming at her. Her heart raced. "M-Miroku…how did you…?"
"Naraku's a good liar." He smiled at her and Kohaku, but it seemed now was ultimately not the time to be smiling. At all. InuYasha had fallen silent, unable to cry anymore. Shippou climbed on Kohaku's shoulder, apparently just waking up. He had a few scrapes here and there, but nothing much.
"InuYasha…" Shippou muttered. InuYasha stared blankly at the ground, his hands hanging loosely at his side. His breathing was shallow, but that was only because he was trying to catch it again.
"We will be sure to give her a proper burial, InuYasha." Miroku stated, lending out his hand, now free. The beads that had once sealed the Wind Tunnel now hung loosely around his wrist, the piece of cloth ripped, and nearly fallen off. There was no real shock in everybody, because it would only take time for it to sink in and become real. InuYasha shook his head, as if to say: 'I don't need help…'.
"He killed her…" He muttered, biting his lower lip. Sango sighed. "InuYasha…" Kagome stepped in, placing a hand on InuYasha's shoulder. He looked up at her. Kikyou beamed down from where she stood, and he could feel her touch, for one last time. He blinked, and Kagome was now smiling through tears at him, with her hand on his shoulder. He rose slowly, never moving his eyes from the ground. Without a sound, he stumbled over to Kikyou's body, staring at it. Her corpse stared back at him, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. He wanted to be in her arms, to say goodbye one last time. To tell her he loved her. Gently, as if she were still breathing, he lifted her from the ground, taking ever so much care. As he stared at her face, the notion to say goodbye became so great. "I love you…" He whispered softly, leaning down, meeting his lips with hers. They were cold, and he knew she couldn't answer back. The taste of salty blood filled his mouth. It was her blood he could taste, and he had wished for that never to happen. They wouldn't know what he had just undergone. He was the only one who had lost anything…and everything that ever meant something to him. He held her close to his chest, whispering those three words over and over again.
The rest exchanged glances, and figured it was best not to disturb him. He hadn't gotten to say his final goodbyes after all…
~~Flashback~~
The others had fallen unconscious and Naraku had fallen apart. But that didn't matter one bit to InuYasha. He held Kikyou in his arms, crying softly. He didn't want her to go. She smiled weakly at him and held the purple Shikon no Tama within her two hands. "Please…don't use your last for this…" InuYasha begged her. Kikyou shook her head and smiled more, wincing from the pain.
"How will you ever have victory?" She managed to say, in barely a whisper. He shook his head, tears falling from his eyes onto her face. "If…" She cringed, tightening her grip on the jewel. "No…when I die…" She closed her eyes and took a deep, ragged breath. "I want it to be for you…" InuYasha stared at her, and couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"No, Kikyou! You have it all wrong!" InuYasha shouted. Kikyou looked up at him, and was slightly frightened when she caught the gist of what he meant. "It's me that's supposed to die for you! That's the way it has and always will be!" She chuckled a little, out of raw irony.
"So you think that's it…hm?" She turned away weakly, not catching the truth placed so painfully in his voice. "I do not wish for you to die with me, nor have I ever. I have wished to move on, InuYasha. I have yearned for this moment for so long…" She reached up her hand to touch his face. "…" She winced with pain again, and her vision was starting to fade. The only thing that shone so true, was the tears on his cheeks. She felt her smile widen. A yelp of pain escaped her lips and she squeezed her eyes shut.
"Kikyou!" InuYasha brought her closer to his face. She looked into golden eyes, overflowing with tears. "Please…don’t go…" He whimpered, much like a child as he held her so dearly.
"I cannot change fate, InuYasha." With every ounce of strength left she had, she pulled herself up, wrapping her arms around his neck softly. "I shall die knowing that you love me. And that shall be the joy when I leave." He looked at her. For a moment, there was silence, but no time to waste. And yet both of them wished time would stop in its tracks so they could be together longer. Slowly, they brought their faces closer towards eachother and finally, their lips met. He held her tighter, never wanting to let go. She opened her eyes one last time, finding the strength to reach out and pick up the Shikon no Tama. Her vision began to fade into black, and her hand slipped off his neck. She landed coldly in his lap, eyes filled with relief staring at the sky.
"Kikyou…" InuYasha said. "No…" She did not answer, but smiled ever so faintly. He knew that she still loved him. But if she hadn't have tried to purify the jewel, maybe she would've had a second chance. "No…" He whispered. "DON'T GO!!" His voice rang throughout the clearing…the last thing Kikyou ever heard. She had died with him on her mind, and his love in her heart.
A/N: Hello, everybody. I'm so sorry to all you Kikyou fans. I am one myself. But…I had to kill her okay? It goes along with my plot, and you don't know what that is… so ;) to you all. Bye!
A/N(aka E/N): I'm the one who posts her fanfics and edits them ^_^. Notes: If you are a Kikyou hater, I suggest you leave. And please wait for the next update.*holds cookies in front of your nose* If you don't...*takes cookie plate away*