Untitled 1 by Kirai

Untitled 1

Ok I just want to see how this story will be received. I had an itch to write something and this just came to my head. I wanted to cry as I was reading it, but that's about it. This is the most tragic thing I have ever written. I don't think I like this one all that much. But anyway, from my subconscious to you...enjoy. (if you can)

((I have no title for this work, nothing seemed appropriate.))

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the plot. Sadly RT owns the characters...T-T

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“Run!”

The shout echoed omniously across the flat expanse of the battlefield. Fire licked the grass of the ground with its greedy tongues. Kagome stood frozen in place. Her bow taut with her yet unreleased arrow. Her friends rushed past her. They were blurs to Kagome's tear filled eyes. Everyone around her were running so fast she couldn't focus on them long; she seemed to be stuck on slow-mo.

 It was coming. He was coming.

Roars came from all directions around her. Distorted to her own ears. The time was coming. She had to take the shot. Someone was pulling on her arms trying to get her to move. She wouldn't, no, couldn't. She had to finish this. No one else could. 

She shook off the hands pulling at her and took aim. The large white dog demon burst into her line of sight seconds later. She released her arrow and turned away quickly. She couldn't bring herself to watch. 

Hot, warm liquid rained on her face and clothes. Yelps of pain warbled in her ears. The ground shook and rolled knocking Kagome off balance. She curled into herselfas she hit the hard ground, dirt falling onto her prone form. 

Silence.

She opened her eyes and came face to face with those glowing red eyes of the dog demon. Her breath caught in her throat. Pain and understanding shone out at her from the eyes that were rapidly changing back to their usual golden hue. Time caught up with her in those few sparse moments on the ground. Everything seemed to happen at once.

Sango and Miroku were suddenly there to pull her away from the dying dog demon. Their arms protected her from another sighting of him as they dragged her away to safety. And there was Inuyasha his sword held high, standing over the demon ready to deliver the finishing blow. 

My love. thought Kagome as she allowed herself to be taken away. This was necessary, all of it. This was for her love. 

~*~

“Kagome, you should really eat something.” tried Sango. She held a plate of food out hopefully.

Kagome shook her head. She wasn't hungry. She just wanted to go into that place in her mind where everything was right and she was happy. She was with her love. 

“Kagome.”

“No.” uttered Kagome miserably. “Not until he comes back to me.”

Sango looked at her friend, Kagome was willing to throw away her entire life for the love of her life. She hadn't eaten anything since that day when she had done what she had had to do. She had been existing in a strange world of numbness that took away all pain and hunger, till she thought of him. 

“Are you sure?”

Kagome nodded. “I know he will. Sango, he has to. He promised me.”

The fresh pain in Kagome's eyes made Sango turn away. “That was before you killed him.”

“Not him.”

“Kagome, I was there I saw it with my own eyes.” said Sango. Kagome had steadfastly believed that she had not truly killed her love. That he was still coming back for her to live their lives together. “You shot him and were covering in his blood. There was no way he could have survived that.”

“He's not dead! He's coming back!” she screamed and threw the plate of food Sango had brought for her at her friend. 

My love. My love. My...my...love. M...my....l...l...love. 

Kagome could feel the breath leave her body. She could feel her deprived body shutting down on her, one organ at a time until all that was left was her brain, her consciousness fading ever so slowly away. The black darkness was murky as Kagome moved through it. There was no white light, there was no warmth, just an endless vast black of nothingness. 

Just as she knew on some level that she was dead. Kagome knew she wasn't alone. Almost as if that thought was the catalyst the black melted away to reveal a hot spring surrounded by greenery. She knew this place. She knew it so well. This was where she had first realized how much she loved Sesshomaru. 

Sesshomaru. Her love. 

“Kagome.”

She looked up and there he was. All perfect and wonderful, standing before her, just as she best remembered him. 

“Sesshomaru!” she cried and ran into his waiting arms. Tears spilled unheeded onto his shirt, as she buried her head as close as she could to his chest. 

“Kagome.”

His voice, so velvety smooth, was warm and welcoming to her. Always to cold and distant to others, to her it was always so perfect.

“Where did you go?” she asked him.

“Go? I have gone nowhere. I simply waited for you.”

Kagome smiled. “You waited for me?”

“Yes.” 

“No!”

“Kagome?”

Kagome pulled away from the welcoming warmth of her love's body.  “You left me! You left me behind.”

“No.” Sesshomaru reached out his hand to touch her face, but Kagome backed away. 

“You left me.”

Everything around her started to blur and fade, the farther she backed away from Sesshomaru. 

“I would never leave you.” 

“Liar!”

“Kagome, come back.”

He sounded so forlorn to her. So tired, so alone. Kagome looked at him again. He was her love. The one person in the world that she would died for over and over again. And he was sincere. But his image was fading. He was disappearing. NO!

Kagome ran forwards, everything became clear as she jumped at him and pressed her lips to his. He was so cold. His lips were like ice. She wanted to warm him up, she wanted to feel the warmth of his body so close to hers. She wrapped her body around him as much as she could, but the more she tried to warm him the colder and colder he got. 

“No. Come on, Sesshomaru. Warm up. Please.” she was crying again. She kept pressing her lips to his, kissing him with everything she had and still he was cold. “Please. Please.”

“Kagome.”

“I can't get you warm. I can't...I...I...” Kagome's voice broke. Her love was in her arms and he felt like he was slipping farther and farther away from her. 

“Love. I love you.” he whispered. 

She tucked her head under his chin and whispered into his cold neck. “I love you too.”

“Come with me.” he asked. 

Looking up into his golden eyes, Kagome nodded. She wanted nothing more than to be with him. 

~*~

Sango left the hut before the plate could hit her. It clattered behind her. Kagome hadn't so much as moved in the two weeks that had passed since that day. Now she was screaming and throwing a tantrum. Sango was worried. Kagome had lost too much weight. She had become sickly and morose. Yet she refused to eat or drink. She refused to move. 

“How is she?” asked Inuyasha from the side. 

Sango turned to find Mirkou, Inuyasha and Shippo waiting for her. “In denial. She refuses to believe that Sesshomaru is actually dead.”

“That's not surprising. Kagome has been in love with him for a long time. She would be having a hard time letting go of that.” said Miroku. 

“That's not it.” Sango looked back at the now silent hut Kagome occupied. “She's sick. She looks like she's given up on life without him.”

“He tried to kill her!” burst out Inuyasha.

“Yes, he did.” agreed Miroku “But I fear the worst. I think Kagome's mind had broken from this loss. She was the one to actually end his life. That sacred arrow of hers pierced him directly in the heart bursting it at contact.”

“Why can't she come back from this?” Shippo asked innocently.

“As strong as Kagome is, I think this is one thing that she won't be able to come back from no matter what happens.”

“That can't be! She's the strongest of us all. She has to come back.” Inuyasha broke away from them and stalked over to the hut. He didn't know what he was going to do just that he had to do something. As he came to the doorway, a scent hit his nose and every hair on his body rose in warning. 

He rushed into the small hut and saw Kagome. She lay sprawled on the floor, her body unmoving and pale. One hand held onto a locket opened to a likeness of his elder brother. Her eyes, those that were always so full of life and warmth were opened, glassy and dead. Kagome was gone. All that was left was the shell her body had become. 

~*~  FIN ~*~