Good-Bye | By : Xakana Category: InuYasha > General Views: 926 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I don’t own anything and I make no money.
Genre: Tragedy
Code: Canon
Rating: M/R
Feedback: Yes,
please. My muse needs something to get him out of this tragedy funk!
Good-Bye
The air was as thick as
glue, the rain refusing to fall and wash away the heat. The ground
was dry and hard, bruising and unforgiving. It soaked up the blood
falling on it as though it suffered a great thirst. Sweat poured down
Kagome’s body as she writhed beneath the hanyo pinning her down.
Pain lanced through her again as he thrust himself inside her.
The tentacle came out,
drenched in her blood, leaving a gaping wound in her side, the same
place from which she brought the shikon no tama into the world once
more. InuYasha screamed her name, but she couldn’t reply. Naraku’s
fist was in her mouth, trying to tear her head from her shoulders.
The heat beat down on
her skin and the dirt turned to mud where it clung. Finally, she was
able to reach the arrow she had been straining for and she brought it
around violently, slamming it into Naraku’s head.
It burst under her fist
and the headless body retreated, surrounding the remains of his
heart, desperate to protect it. It was too late, though. InuYasha
grabbed Sesshomaru from the midst of Naraku’s attempt to absorb him
and the brothers swung their father’s fangs together, Tetsusaiga’s
blast riding the crest of Tenseiga’s. Kagome drew and fired into
the center of the blast, seeing another arrow join her own.
All the attacks found
their way home into the twisted visage of an infant. Naraku’s body
reformed around it at that exact moment and he screamed as his heart
was torn and his body vivisected by the barrage.
“Kikyo!” InuYasha
screamed and Kagome’s heart lurched as she fell to the earth,
bleeding profusely from her injuries. She watched silently as the
hanyo ran to the miko, who was at the center of the impact point,
lifting the solid shikon no tama. “It doesn’t have to be like
this!” He cried, reaching for her. A barrier protected her from his
touch as she smiled down at him.
Kikyo said softly, “I
am already dead, and Naraku’s soul is bound to the shikon no tama.
He is dragging it to hell with him as I speak and I must purify it
for all of this to end. I must go now.”
“Wait! I want to go
with you!” InuYasha called. The barrier around Kikyo dropped as she
started to fade and she held out her hand to him.
“Have you nothing to
live for?” She whispered, her voice echoing as it traveled from the
next world back to the battleground. InuYasha stopped and turned to
Kagome. The pain in his eyes as he looked down at her was evident.
“I’m sorry,
Kagome,” he whispered. “It isn’t fair to you…”
“You never said you
would stay with me,” Kagome said, tears rolling down her
cheeks. “I had only hoped…”
“I love you,” he
whispered as he took Kikyo’s hand. “But I can’t live for you.”
His body quickly grew transparent with Kikyo and Kagome couldn’t
tear her gaze away as the two finally embraced. She swallowed the
pain, shoving it deep down inside. She stood and smiled into his
fading eyes, feeling like she was dying, but refusing to let it show.
InuYasha disappeared
entirely and Kagome turned around, stumbling and falling onto the
ground. It was then that she realized it had started to rain, at
last. It washed away the sweat from her exposed skin and cooled her
down. She felt everyone’s eyes on her and she reached out to
retrieve her bag.
Slowly, she stood and
began walking back to the well, shaking badly. She made it only three
steps before her legs gave out again.
“Kagome-sama,”
Miroku said, touching her shoulder.
“I’m fine,”
Kagome said immediately. “It… it never could have worked anyway.
Our worlds… were too different. Neither of us could have lived in
the other’s. It’s best this way. I… I should go home now.”
She forced herself to her feet. “You’ve all been wonderful
friends and I’ll miss you.”
“This isn’t how it
was supposed to be!” Shippo cried, jumping in front of her and
putting his hands on her ankle. “We were supposed to be happy when
we defeated Naraku! InuYasha was supposed to stop being stupid and
live with you, Kagome!”
“I was supposed to
save Kohaku,” Sango added from where she was lying next to Kirara,
her abdomen a bloody mess.
“And Koga wasn’t
supposed to die… nor InuYasha,” Kagome finished. “But that’s
what happened. We’ve done what we were supposed to, now it’s time
to move on with our lives. It’s time to say good-bye,” Kagome
said.
“No!” Shippo cried,
his tears falling on Kagome’s weak legs. “It can’t happen like
this! It can’t!”
“It’s okay,
Shippo,” Miroku said, leaning down to scoop him up. “You can come
live with Sango and I.”
“You still…”
Sango began and wasn’t able to finish. She looked down at the
ruined mess of her body. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to
have children now… If I survive.” Miroku set Shippo back down and
knelt by her side.
“I don’t care about
that, Sango. All I want is you,” he whispered, taking her hands in
his. Kagome couldn’t take it. She started walking away as quickly
as she could. Everyone’s dreams had been shattered, it seemed.
She saw Sesshomaru
walking away in the distance and he stopped and turned to her. The
wind fluttered his hair around his body and his gold eyes glinted
through the grey air, shining in the rain. Looking at him was what
broke her. Kagome fell to the ground and began to weep, feeling lost
and forsaken. She watched through her tears as Sesshomaru gathered up
the remains of Jaken, who had fallen defending him.
Tenseiga had failed to
revive him when Sesshomaru tried and Kagome knew that Sesshomaru felt
the loss, even if he said nothing. Jaken had been with him for
centuries and with his death, Sesshomaru was now utterly alone,
having lost Rin when she was found by her relatives and convinced to
go live with them. They were a samurai family and Rin felt safe with
them, so Sesshomaru had encouraged her to leave.
Kagome had seen the
parting and had seen the strange look in Sesshomaru’s eyes as Rin
called her good-byes to him. She saw the look again and knew that it
was pain, now. So even the great Lord of the Western Lands could not
remain unaffected.
Naraku may have died,
but it was as though the shadow of his sadism lingered over them,
denying them any happiness in the end. She wondered if he was
laughing in hell, knowing that a piece of his evil had been left
behind to destroy the hopes and hearts of all who had worked to
vanquish him.
Kagome couldn’t help
thinking that it might have been more merciful had they all died.
Then, she made herself stand and turn around to say good-bye, one
last time. Good-bye to her love, to her friends, to her life in the
past and… to her dreams. It was amazing how much could be lost in
just a day. Kagome wondered how she had ever survived being fifteen.
‘Oh, well,’ she
thought. ‘Tomorrow, I say good-bye to that, too.’
The
End.
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