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                                                         Chapter 1: I Wish
                         Kagome and InuYasha sought refuge from the storm in Onigumo's cave.
            "This is ridiculous," Kagome said. "We should've just ran the rest of the way to the
village."
            "You're already soaked," he said. "Do you wanna get sick again?"
            She shook her head and squeezed the excess water from the hem of her skirt. "Of course
not. But the village isn't far from here. It seems silly to have stopped."
            He glanced up at the dark clouds overhead. "The storm looks like it's pretty set in. If you
wanna chance it . . ."
            "I didn't wanna stop in the first place. You're the one who said, 'Let's wait it out in the
cave.'" She glanced around. "This place gives me the creeps."
            "Keh, you're so sensitive."
            She walked away from him and ventured further inside. "So, this is where it all began,"
she said. "With Kikyo and Onigumo."
            InuYasha shrugged.
            "It's so dark," she said. "And I can feel the evil aura still hanging in the air."
            "Stay out here," he said. "Near the entrance."
            "What's the point of coming here to get outta the rain, if the rain's just gonna blow on
you, any way?"
            He gave a defeated sigh and followed her further into the recess of the cave. "I wish we
had some light," she said. "Wait a minute," she reached into her backpack and pulled out a
flashlight. "We do have light." She clicked the switch to ON and shined the light around the
cave. "So this is where Onigumo spent the last few moments of his life?”
            "That's right," he said. "You've never been in here before, have you?"
            She shook her head. "To be honest with you, I kinda feel like I'm trespassing."
            He grunted. "You have as much right to be here as anybody else."
            She shined the light onto the cave floor. "And what's this bare patch, here?"
            He stared at the bald spot amid the grass and moss that covered the rest of the ground.
"It's where Naraku was born. He called the demons to him, they devoured him and used him as a
connector to fuse into one giant demon."
            "Like with Midoriko and the demon in the Shikon no Tama," she said.
            "Yeah," he nodded.
            She hugged herself. "I wish we had a fire."
            He took a look around. "No wood," he said.
            A chill ran through her body.
            "You're shivering," he said.
            "I'm cold."
            He took off his haori. "It's your clothes," he said. "You should take them off."
            She raised an eyebrow at him.
            He shook his head and waved his hands. "That's not what I mean," he said. "I mean,
you're cold because your clothes are wet. You'd probably be warmer without them."
            "I doubt that," she said.
            He folded his arms and turned away from her. "I'm not trying to see you naked," he said.
            "Don't I know that," she said. "That'd be completely unlike you." She sighed and dropped
her backpack onto the floor. "Oh well, it's pointless to avoid the inevitable." She set the
flashlight down on her pack and pulled her damp shirt over her head.
            He glanced over his shoulder at her. "What're you doing?"
            "No peeking!" she slipped off her skirt and kicked off her squishy shoes. "I've got a dry
blanket in my pack, so I'm gonna take the wet stuff off, and put the blanket on." She pulled her
socks off, followed by the remainder of her undergarments.
            "Everything?" he asked. "You're taking off everything?"
            "I don't wanna get the blanket wet, do I? It's the only clean, dry thing I have." She yanked
the blanket from her bag and wrapped it around her shoulders. "You can turn around, now," she
said. "I really should go home and get some more clothes soon."
            "You just came back form there," he turned to face her.
            "I know, but I had so much other stuff I had to bring. You'd think I would've mastered the
art of packing by now."
            He laughed at her.
            "What?" she asked.
            "You could've called me," he said.
            "Oh yeah. Hey, InuYasha, my backpack's too heavy; come rescue me. Please, I'm not that
helpless." She stooped down and pulled the tea kettle from her pack. "Hungry?" she asked.
"Some ramen should help warm us up."
            He nodded and crouched down beside her.
            She poured some bottled water into the pot and turned it on. "As soon as the water boils,
we can add it to our cups."
            "I know," he said. "I'm not a moron. How many times have I watched you do this?"
            "I don't have the slightest idea," she shrugged. "Hey, your clothes are wet, too."
            "Keh," he waved her away. "They'll dry. And I'm not as frail as you are. I won't catch
cold."
            Kagome scoffed and reached inside her pack again. "Hmm, no more blankets."
            He smiled smugly to himself. "Looks like I get my way once again."
            "I still have my sleeping bag, though. You could wrap up in that."
            He turned his nose up at her. "Don't be so stupid. I said I don't need anything."
            She stood and shrugged. "Have it your way, InuYasha." She picked her wet clothes off
the floor and rang them out, then stretched them over a nearby rock.
            The wind picked up outside the cave.
            "Will you listen to that?" she said. "I'd hate to see what it looks like out there."
            "Feh, you've seen one storm, you've seen them all."
            "Still, it sounds really nasty out there. Maybe stopping here wasn't such a bad idea."
            He smiled again.
            The tea kettle whistled. She stooped down and turned it off, careful to keep the front of
the blanket closed. "Gimme your cup, InuYasha."
            He held it out, and she took it, filling it to the line with water. She then added water to
her own cup. "Now, we just have to wait three minutes."
            "I know, I know. From the way you're acting, you'd think I'd never eaten ramen before."
            Kagome sighed and set the timer. "So . . ."
            "So what?"
            "I'm just trying to think of a way to pass the time till the food's ready."
            He grunted.
            "So . . . whatta you think the others are doing?"
            "Who cares?"
            She shrugged. "I'm just trying to make conversation."
            "Lame conversation," he said.
            "Then whatta you wanna talk about?" she asked, pulling the blanket more tightly around
her.
            "Are you still cold?" he asked her.
            She shook her head. "It's nothing. I just got a little chill."
            "We don't need you getting sick again," he warned.
            "Am I getting sick again? No. Do I wish we had wood for a fire? Yes."
            He stared off at the entrance of the cave. "Anything out there would be drenched," he
said.
            "I know," she said. "It's just wishful thinking." She smiled to herself. "I know how we
can pass the time."
            He scoffed to himself. "How?"
            "We'll play 'I Wish.'"
            "And what is that?"
            "It's a game," she said. "You start out by saying 'I wish,' then you say what you'd wish
for."
            "That's dumb," he said.
            "It's something to do," she argued. "I'll start. I wish I could make straight 'A's this
semester," she smiled, proudly. "Your turn, InuYasha."
            "This's dumb."
            "Fine," she said. "I'll go again. I wish the others were here."
            He raised an eyebrow. "Why'd you wish for that?"
            "Because THEY'D play my game with me. My turn again. I wish you weren't so grumpy
all the time."
            He crossed his arms. "Well, I WISH you weren't so bossy all the time."
            "You think I'm bossy?"
            He nodded, tersely.
            "Well, then, I WISH you could do more things without me asking."
            "I wish you'd stop complaining."
            "I wish you'd stop yelling."
            "I'm NOT yelling."
            "I didn't say you were. We're just making wishes, remember?" She turned her nose up. "I
wish you could hear yourself sometimes.”
            "Well, I wish you weren't so sensitive."
            "And I wish you weren't so thoughtless."
            "Well . . . I wish you weren't such a cry-baby."
            She folded her arms. "And I wish you weren't such a domineering, self-serving,
egotistical bully."
            "And I wish you weren't such a BITCH."
            She glared at him.
            He glared back.
            "I wish you weren't so MOODY."
            "I wish you weren't so BITCHY."
            "I wish you weren't so arrogant."
            "I wish you weren't so bitchy."
            "You already said that!"
            "Because it's still true!"
            She drew in a deep breath and pushed it out. "Well, I WISH you were more considerate."
            He grumbled. "If you weren't so bitchy all the time . . ."
            "Well . . . if you weren't so short-tempered . . ."
            "If you weren't so troublesome . . ."
            "If you weren't so selfish."
            "If you weren't so picky."
            "If you weren't so sarcastic."
            "If you weren't so BITCHY."
            "If you weren't such a NEANDERTHAL!”
            He gave her an odd look, then turned away from her. Apparently, he was tired of the
game.
            She sighed. "I wish I'd never thought of playing this game . . ."
            He muttered to himself. "What's a 'neanderthal?'"
            She sighed again. "It means clownish, artless, oafish . . . uncultured."
            He grunted. "Bitch."
            "Well, I wish you'd STOP SAYING the same thing over and over again. If you're gonna
play the game, play it right. You can't keep wishing for the same thing over and over again!"
            "Well, I WISH you'd told me that before!"
            "And I WISH you'd learn to pay attention!"
            "I WISH you'd just shut up!"
            "I wish YOU'D shut up!"
            "That's MY wish!"
            She scoffed. "Two different people can have the SAME wish, but ONE person can't have
TWO of the same wishes!"
            "I wish you'd stop with this stupid game."
            "And I wish you'd just leave me alone."
            InuYasha sighed. "I wish you didn't get so angry all the time."
            "And I wish you didn't MAKE me so angry all the time." She picked up her cup. "The
noodles are ready.”
            He turned back towards her and picked up his cup.
            They ate in silence.
            I wish it would stop raining, she thought to herself. I'd give just about anything to get
outta here.
            "The sun's setting."
            "Hmm?" she looked up from her cup of noodles just in time to see his demon powers
wane away.
            His hair and eyes turned black, his claws and fangs retracted, his dog ears dropped to the
sides of his face and turned human. It was the night of the new moon; the one night every month
that InuYasha spent human. It was the most dangerous night in the life of every half-demon.
            "Oh . . ."
            He set his empty cup down.
            "I'd forgotten what tonight was."
            He looked away from her and scratched the back of his head.
            "I wish I wasn't so forgetful."
            They were quiet for awhile.
            "It's still raining outside," Kagome said.
            "Yeah," he nodded.
            "So I guess this is why you wanted to stop."
            "Yeah," he said, "my dirty little secret."
            "Well, if you just would've reminded me, I wouldn't have gotten so huffy with you
earlier."
            He hugged himself and rubbed the sides of his arms. "I thought you would've
remembered."
            She felt oddly saddened that she hadn't. As if she'd let him down in some way. "Well,
like I said, I wish I wasn't so forgetful."
            "It's all right," he shrugged. "It's not really your fault. You've probably got a lot of other
stuff on your mind."
            She sighed. "Well, I wish you'd just tell me these things," she said. "I'm not psychic, you
know."
            He shrugged again.
            She finished her noodles and set her cup down. "So I guess we're in here for tonight,
huh?”
            "You don't have to stay," he said. "I'm the one who can't be seen . . . It might be best if
you left, any way. You could let the others know we're okay."
            "I'm not gonna leave you," she said. "I know how much you hate this night."
            He shrugged again. "It's up to you."
            Kagome sighed. "I wish you weren't so indifferent, though."
            He shrugged for the fourth time that night.
            "You know, InuYasha, I wish you could just talk to me sometimes. I mean, how long has
it been since we started looking for jewel shards?"
            He shrugged yet again.
            "InuYasha!"
            "What?" He was shivering.
            She reached into her backpack and pulled out her sleeping bag. "Here," she tossed it to
him. "Hang your clothes out to dry and wrap up in this . . . It actually IS warmer this way."
            He looked at her, then at the sleeping bag.
            She turned her back to him. "I won't look," she said. "Now, get outta those wet things
before YOU catch cold."
            She stared at the cave wall as she listened to the sound of shifting fabric and wet feet. She
felt herself blush at the thought of her and InuYasha alone and naked in a cave. I wish I didn't
have such a dirty mind, she laughed to herself.
            "I'm done," he said. "But I have to say, this isn't much better."
            She turned back around to see him sitting Indian-style across from her, the sleeping bag
wrapped loosely about his shoulders, his bare bottom resting on the cave floor.
            "What?" he asked. "Did I do it wrong?"
            She blushed scarlet and looked away from him. "I can, um . . . I can see your . . . I mean,"
she swallowed hard, "you should OPEN the bag, then wrap it around you. It'll give you better
coverage."
            "Oh." He stood and unzipped the bag, then wrapped it securely around his body. He then
resumed his seat. "That IS better."
            She laughed to herself, then looked up at him.
            "Better?" he asked.
            "Better," she nodded.
            "It is warmer," he agreed.
            She smiled in reply.
            They were quiet again.
            "So," she said, "you wanna play another game?"
            "No more 'I Wish?'" he asked.
            "I thought you said that was a stupid game?"
            He shrugged again. "It wasn't so bad."
            She smiled again. She'd forgotten how different human InuYasha and "normal" InuYasha
could be. "Okay," she said. "More 'I Wish.'" Her face tensed in concentration.
            "What're you doing?" he asked.
            "I'm trying to think of a good wish."
            "Oh."
            She kept thinking, but nothing came. "I think I'm all outta wishes," she sighed.
            "Oh," he said. "Well, I wish you could think of something."
            She listened to the wind and the rain whipping around outside. Just the sound of it sent a
shiver down her spine. "I wish it would stop raining," she said.
            "I wish there was never another new moon."
            She laughed to herself. "I wish you didn't have to make wishes like that.”
            "I wish I didn't either."
            They smiled at each other.
            "I wish I had a new bike," she said.
            "I wish you had a new bike."
            She laughed again.
            "What?"
            She waved him away. "Nothing," she said.
            "Am I playing it wrong?"
            "No, well . . . you're supposed to wish for things for yourself."
            "Oh," he nodded. "Then I wish . . ." he glanced around the cave. "I wish we could've
found a better place to stop."
            "Good one," she said. "I wish . . . I wish we had wood to make a fire."
            "Are you still cold?" he asked.
            "Not really," she shook her head.
            He stood and moved over to her side.
            "What're you doing?"
            He sat down beside her and put an arm around her. "Keeping you warm," he said.
            Her face flushed.
            "What? Shouldn't I want you to be warm?"
            She shook her head again. "No, it's fine . . . It's just . . ."
            "Just what?"
            "Nothing," she insisted.
            "I wish you'd just tell me."
            She smiled to herself. "I wish I could."
            He took a deep breath and pushed it out.
            I wish I weren't such a coward, she thought to herself.
            "I wish you didn't stay gone so long," he said.
            "Hmm?"
            "We're still playing the game, aren't we? Saying what we'd wish for?"
            She nodded, even though she'd completely forgotten about the game, now.
            "Well, that's what I'd wish.”
            She smiled to herself. "I wish I didn't have to worry so much about school."
            He nodded. "I wish you didn't have to worry so much about school."
            "You're doing it again," she said. "You're supposed to be wishing for yourself, not for
me."
            "So, I couldn't wish for you?"
            She gave a nervous chuckle; her cheeks glowing a bright shade of red.
            She knew what he MEANT, but what he'd SAID . . . She was sure he'd meant to say 'So I
couldn't MAKE wishes for you,' as in, him making wishes on her behalf. Not him WISHING for
her, as in 'I wish for Kagome Higurashi.'
            InuYasha would never make a wish like that. If anything, he'd wish for Kikyo. She could
just hear him now-"I wish Kikyo was restored to life, then I'd never have to listen to you bitch
again."
            She laughed, a little sadly, to herself. Yes, that's something he'd wish for.
            "You didn't answer my question," he said. "So I couldn't wish for you?"
            "No," she said. "You can't make my wishes for me. You have to wish for yourself."
            "But my wish is for you to get your wish . . ."
            She shook her head. "The game doesn't work like that . . . Think of something you
REALLY want. Something just for you."
            He scratched the top of his head. "Something just for me?"
            "Mm-hmm. Something just for you. Something no one else can have."
            "That's easy," he smiled. "I'd wish for you."
            Her jaw dropped.
            "But you said I couldn't do that, right?"
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