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Enamored	By : Maddiesan Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Kouga/Kagome Views: 13037 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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A/N: And it's a recoooooooord! It hasn't been five billion years.
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Enamored:
Chapter 9: Self-Healing
"Morning!"
Kouga was chipper and his good mood was hard to take away. Ever since the feast, his spirits were lifted and a happiness was constantly bubbling within his chest. He never saw his Kagome as happy as she was that night and it made his heart soar with joy that he was the cause of such happiness. The guys were right; he could make progress as a friend. It was not the method he was used to, especially being a youkai wolf, but he could adapt to his little human mate. If this worked better for her, he would do it this way.
"M-morning." Again, she smiled at him.
His good mood was contagious and each time he beamed a smile at her she had no choice; she had to smile back. His mood improved since the feast and if she were to be completely honest, so did hers. It did her a lot of good to change the scenery a bit and to allow herself to have some fun. She did not eat any of the food, she mostly kept to her spot but it was nice to be included. Kouga stayed by her side the entire time and had the time of his life. He was the kind of guy someone should fall for - and he would make a woman very happy one day. She was glad to have him by her side but - her feelings for Inuyasha could not be tossed aside. She made a promise. And it stood, despite the fact that he nearly abandoned her or so it seemed.
Plus, she did not want to lead Kouga on. It was one of the reasons she did not share with him the return of her nightmares. She had vague memories of him holding her during difficult nights and she remembered seeking his warmth. It would only give him the wrong impression. Although, the problem was that she was afraid to sleep. If she did not get enough rest, she would spend even more time in recovery. In either situation, it was a loss, but she rather suffer than to make him suffer. They finally managed a friendship, though his feelings were still obviously present, and she did not want to give him more reason to pursue her. She had nothing to give him in exchange for his love and devotion.
Well - he did have her first kiss. But if she thought about that, she was going to blush again.
"Miku mashed this for ya. It doesn't look great but she says it'll help ya lots," he spoke as he put down a ceramic bowl in front of her.
She peered inside the best she could, catching a glimpse of a white liquid mush. He was right; it did not look appealing. Then again, it was better than nothing and she did require some strength back if she ever wanted to walk on her own again. "Thanks."
"She saw you gotta drink it." He hesitated for a second, unsure if he should hand it to her or do it for her. He would be more than happy to feed her but - he did not want to push his presence on her.
It looked heavy. It was probably best if she avoided those kind of movements for now. She pinched her lips, turning her head to the side. "I ca-an't."
In a flash, he was by her side, holding the cup near her face. She tilted her head backwards and he pressed it to her lips. He allowed some of the liquid to slip into her mouth. Once he felt it was enough, he pulled away. He watched carefully as she struggled to swallow and then she made an expression of pure disgust. He was forced to laugh, the loud sound echoing through the walls of the cave.
"That bad huh?"
She nodded rapidly, coughing a bit as she was unable to wash away the after taste. It was worst than it looked! She did not care what it could do for her; she did not want any of that. It was like death infiltrated her throat. If she had enough strength to puke, she would do it. After gagging a few more times, she settled down and re-focused her glance on Kouga who was still clearly amused by her situation. Though he was shielding his face from her, his shoulders shook from the laughter resonating through his chest.
"Y-you try."
"Oh fuck no."
Instead of begin taken back by his vocabulary, she let the smile tug at her lips. He was always quite expressive.
He chortled, seeing her amused reaction. He really did not want to try, especially since he could smell it even more than she could and it stank. After a few moments of ponderation he decided that - for her - he could. He brought the cup to his lips, careful to hold his breathe, and took a sip of it. It barely wished around his mouth for a second that he spat it out.
"That's fucking poison."
Unable to hold her laughter back any longer, Kagome joined into the amusement. Unfortunately, the shakes of her body were too much and she quickly found herself holding her side in pain. She tried to hide her wince but Kouga saw it. She put a hand to her side and then turned back to look at him. "I'm o-kay."
Why did he constantly screw up? Shit. "Sorry, it's my fault."
She shook her head. He only tried to make her smile, it was hardly his fault at all.
He leaned forward, trying to see if blood was seeping through the clothes. She still wore her kimono from the feast - it was much better than what she had before. Although, he had to admit, her legs appeared very nice in that short kimono she had on before.
"It's fine."
Honestly her wounds were healing. She was much better than back at the feast. Days went by and each time the sun rose, she got stronger. Of course, she still was not strong enough to bathe herself which was quickly becoming a problem. Now she was extremely thankful that Kouga plunged her in the water a few times. It had not been that long and already she could feel the accumulation of dirt upon her skin and the greasiness of her hair. She probably appeared to be a huge mess. She felt uncomfortable, dirty. She would kill for a hot bath, or even just a spring.
"I'll have Miku look at it."
She nodded. "Thanks."
"How d'ya sleep?"
Now that Kagome was more awake and healed, he tended to sleep near the outside of the den. He did not want to impose his presence on her and there was a slight nervousness when he kept too close to her. This was better. He would come back to her side when she needed him. Although, it was hard to chase away memories of her sleeping in his arms. Regardless, it was a sacrifice he had to make for the both of them. Still, despite his distance with her, he noticed the dark circles under her eyes. They were a deeper blue than before and her skin was cold to the touch. She was tired. Although, he had the impression that she slept well. Was there something he was missing?
"Fin-ne," she replied, gazing at her folded hands.
There was a shift in her scent, a hint of a lie but he did not question it. He felt hurt by the lack of trust but held himself back. Though a possible answer flashed through his mind; nightmares. Maybe she never stopped having them? No, that could not be it. He did not hear her toss and turn all night and no whimpers of pain came from her. Maybe he had it all wrong and it was something else entirely.
"Did ya wanna rest some more?"
Yes, but she would not find any peace in her sleep. Though she might manage a small nap.
He came in, thinking she was well rested and now he felt he might have disturbed her. He ignored the ping in his stomach and plastered a smile on his face. "Sleep a little, and I'll be back." Be back… it was not like he would be far from her.
"I -"
"It'll be good for ya." Though he did fear losing her, he would never get in the way of her recovery.
He was probably right - if only she could tell him the whole story and share what the darkness did to her. She forced a smile and then nodded. "I'll try."
"If ya need me, just say my name." He knew she was in no position to scream but a whisper was fine. Any words uttered by her, he would hear.
He watched her smile as he pulled away from her, the wretched concoction in his hands. He walked backwards, never tearing his eyes from her form. Part of him hopped he might catch a glimpse of the problem but she gave nothing away. Instead, she slid herself lower into the furs and covered her entire body with the makeshift brown blanket. She closed her beautiful blue eyes, and let herself drift to sleep. He lingered in the entrance a bit longer before tilted his head away. He pressed his body against the rock wall outside the den and exhaled. There was an unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach and he could not explain it. His previous joy was washing away and he wondered if his hopes remained crushed.
"Kouga?"
He turned his head only to see Ginta coming his way. "You a'right?"
Kouga nodded. "How we doin'?"
"We got enough meat for a while. Four more cubs on the way."
He grinned at the last comment. Their numbers went down with all the birds of paradise attack and a growing number of cubs was exactly what they needed. As a habit, females had a couple of cubs at a time. Raising their numbers was difficult because they did not go into heat very often. That was a problem he would not have with his Kagome; human females went into heat every month. That made up for the fact that most human pregnancy only bore one child. It was easier to try and having another was faster. Yes, they would have a large family. If only he could persuade her to drop that no good mutt. He sighed in aggravation.
"Ya alright?"
"Ya no, it's good."
"Is something wrong with Sis?"
"Nah, she's fine. I think."
Ginta arched an eyebrow. "Ya think?"
"She's tired."
"Should we get Miku?"
He shook his head. "She'll be fine. I think she just needs to rest."
Ginta nodded in agreement. Kouga knew what was best for Kagome and Ginta intended on following his lead. "Do ya wanna hunt a little?" He knew his leader had been diligently watching over Kagome ever since she was injured. He barely stretched his legs, he did not go for runs and he certainly pushed aside most of his hunting habits.
"I don't wanna leave her."
"Sis is doing a lot better, I doubt anything's gonna happen."
His glance shifted from the entrance of his den to Ginta's face. He promised he would not leave her side again - he could not take a chance that something else might happen. Hunting grounds were too far from the main den. He might not hear her, he might not make it back on time. He made a promise that all she had to do was call him and he would come running. He refused to let her down the same way Inutrasha was always letting her down. She was his first and most important priority.
"Nah."
Ginta shrugged his shoulders. "I'll bring back some fresh stuff for Sis."
Kouga nodded his way, thankful for the gesture. He then pressed his back to the wall and let himself slide all the way down to the ground. Once his rear hit the earth, he closed his eyes. Perhaps he too needed a little nap. During the day, he took care of her and during the night, he took care of his pack. He was a powerful youkai who did not need much rest but he did require some. He let the tiredness weight down on him until unconsciousness took him over.
And then he drifted to sleep.
-E-
"NO! NOO!"
Screams of terrors tore Kouga from his sleep. He jolted to his feet, his body on high alert. It barely took him half a second to realize those screams were coming from his sweet Kagome. He bolted inside the den and found her tossing in her sleep, completely disregarding her injuries. Her limbs were moving in every direction, her lips parted while she screamed the same words over and over again. Rapidly he threw himself on the ground and tried to stabilize her by holding her shoulders down. At first, he barely used any strength but he quickly realized that it was a mistake. She pushed against him, lifting her scapulas from the ground. She kept kicking, tossing, while the scent of blood assaulted his nose.
She was hurting herself.
This time, he used a bit more force, pushing his palms against her bare skin. It did manage to stop most of the movements. But then, she opened her eyes in a flash. "No!" Then it happened. Before he could realize what she did, he was propelled against the nearest wall, his back slamming with a loud thud. Everything around him was a bright pink light while a sizzle burned some of his skin. A disgusting scent of burning was left behind while light continued to surround her. He tried to shield his eyes from the light but all he managed to do was burn more of his arm. He growled at the pain and then pushed himself to his feet. He noticed the light was coming from Kagome, his Kagome.
After a few seconds, the light died down and her full sight was revealed to him. He was so focused on her that he never noticed the people crowding his den. Instead he ran to her side and wrapped an arm around her. She already hurt herself during her tossing - the use of her power was probably not a good thing. He put a hand on her shaky shoulders while he watched her face carefully. Tears were sliding down her cheeks, her body was trembling and her hands were still in front of her, ready to attack anyone. He dared to push down on her arms with his free hand, lowering them back to her legs. She let him. He approached his face to hers, nuzzling his nose in her hair.
"Kagome?"
She was panting, the tears spilling out of her eyes. What did she do? In her line of sight was his arm - his burnt arm. She did this, she hurt him. The horrifying realization release another wave of sadness through her and she sobbed loudly. Kouga arched an eyebrow and moved his hand to lift her chin. He forced her to look into his eyes. His heart broke at the sight of her agony. "Kagome, don't cry. I'm a'right." They were superficial wounds that would heal in no time. His own well being was none of his concern. What worried him most was her state of mind.
"It's gonna take a lot more to take me down," he added with a smirk.
He saw it; the hint of a smile that formed through tears.
"Are ya alright?"
She nodded. There was no point in hiding the truth anymore. "Nightmare." It was not the bird of paradise themselves that haunted her dreams and took her rest away. It was the idea of her death, the pain she felt, the blackness that surrounded her while she slipped away. Every time she thought back to that event, she wondered how she made it alive. Truly, if it were not for Kouga, she would be dead.
"Thank you."
His smile grew in size. "I'd do anything for ya, Kagome."
And he meant it.
"But you sure you alright? You bled."
"I did?"
Another thing he was noticing; breathing appeared to be a little easier. He frowned, his eyes scanning her body carefully. Should she not be in more pain than before? He used his hold on her to tilt her back and expose his side to him. "I'm sorry," he said already as he put his claw to the fabric. Mindful of her skin beneath, he sliced it open, revealing the bandage. He could not risk undoing her kimono and exposing her. There was blood on the bandage but not as much as he expected. He went further and sliced the bandage as well, white strips folding over her skin. The wound. His eyes widened. It remained present - and would probably scar over - but it was… almost closed. What…
Kagome stared down with him, the same disbelief in her eyes as he had. How could it be? Days ago, it looked nothing like this.
"Ya healed yourself," he whispered.
He knew of the powers of the holy ones. They could purify youkais, which she began to do with him but they could also be used to heal. From the look on her face he guessed she had no idea that she could do it. If not, she would have done it a long time ago. It was also his first time witnessing such powers. His woman truly was one of a kind. Strength, trust and love. She was everything wrapped into one.
Kagome could not believe it - she could do that? How? Why did it not work before when she was near her death? Then again, she did not have the best control over her abilities. It did explain the missing crushing feeling on her chest. Did she only heal that part of her wound or did she heal everything? Was she actually going to make it out alive? Excitement and adrenaline rushed through her as she tugged on the kimono, exposing her bandage chest. She tried to pull down, to see the wounds. Unfortunately, she did not take in consideration that Kouga had previously sliced part of her bandage to inspect the wound on her side. And the whole thing fall apart. A second later, she felt the cold air brushing against her exposed left breast.
"GAH!"
As the scream left her lips, she slammed her arms over her chest, hiding away her breasts. Fire filled her cheeks as she closed her eyes tightly shut. He did not see it, right? Nope, no, he did not, no she was fast enough, she prevented this from turning into a nightmare. After a few seconds, she dared to raise her head - and found her answer. Kouga's eyes were glued to where her naked breasts used to be exposed, his eyes open wide and very round. On top of that there was a deep blush highlighting his dark skin. He fucking saw. She wanted to die, she wanted the ground to swallow her whole. Was that a possibility? More tears formed in her eyes but now they were for a new reason entirely.
He wanted to speak, he wanted to say something - anything. As a matter of fact he wanted to be staring at anything but her chest and yet his eyes remained glued to that location. He saw her bare breast and he was frozen in place. He forgot how to breathe, he forgot how to think. He was completely mesmerized, the reality better than what he could have ever imagined. It was an accident really - he did not even initiate it.
And then he felt them. The presences behind them, the many pairs of eyes that might have caught sight of his Kagome's breast. His fangs poked from his lips and he twisted his neck around to look at the crow that was laid out at the rear of them. He watched their eyes and nobody seemed to have seen anything - although they could all sense his and Kagome's embarrassment but nobody was blushing. He let out a warning growl regardless, the sound echoing into the cave and forcing everyone to take a step back. He could feel the redness seeping in his eyes, the rage of dominance and possessiveness drumming inside of his chest, like an animal demanding to be let out. His hands crisps, his own claws digging into the palms of his hands.
After everyone backed away and he calmed down, he re-focused his attention on Kagome. Her cheeks were burning red, most of her face hidden from his view. And he felt hopeless. He understand the embarrassment but was it that shameful?
"Nobody saw," he said, trying to be re-assuring. Well he did but…
Her hands were plastered over her face. "Y-you didn't see?"
His mouth opened, ready to give her an answer but he stopped. What was the best course of action? In his mind, she was to be his one day. In hers - it was all about that mutt. He did not want her to be awkward and shy around him - though she had no reason to be. "No."
Her head shot straight back up. "You didn't?" But he was staring at her, he was blushing.
"Just hm," he gestured to the top of his chest. "Bit. Nothing - hm." He was an alpha male, why was he stuttering like an idiot?
He did not see the whole thing. For the first time since the little slip up, Kagome breathed out, relief washing over her. Crisis averted. It would make sense. He blushed whenever she was near, or touched him. He just blushed because he saw a bit of flesh. He did not see the whole thing. Right? It was the truth she wanted to believe or else she might die of shame.
"Do - do you want me to get Miku? For your wounds."
She nodded, still struggling to find her voice. She could not even look him in the eyes.
"I'll be right back."
He ran out of the den, stopping when he reached the little group that had gathered at the entrance. "Ya'll have nothing better to do?" The warning in his voice was obvious and everyone quickly dispersed, whispering about a task or some other things. He narrowed his eyes and waited until they all left. His woman felt enough shame without having spectators around.
He lied to her. But he did for her. She did not want him to see her bare body - and he had to respect his woman. It did nothing to relieve the pain in his heart, the constant throbbing ache. Would she have reacted the same in presence of Inuyasha? That no good mutt that was not even there for her?
He did not want to think about it.
-E-
"Kouga?"
"Hey Kouga?"
The words flew right by him while he paced in the main area. He kept himself away from his den because he did not want to overhear any of the conversations. Yes, he worried about his woman and he prayed that she did in fact managed to heal herself. However, he did not want her to restrain herself because of his presence. He figured that the best thing was to give Kagome and Miku a bit of space to discuss and inspect the state of her injuries. Still, it was killing him to be left in the dark and he was unable to focus on anything else. He resigned himself to pacing mindlessly until Miku came out. Everyone else's presence and aura was completely tuned out and he could not careless.
"KOUGA!"
His hands crisped and his neck tensed as he turned his head to look at Ginta. The lower youkai yelped and momentarily took a step back, sheepishly hiding behind a grin. "Hey."
"What do ya want?"
"What was that light?"
"She healed herself."
"And hurt you pretty bad," Hakkaku chipped in.
Kouga's eyes narrowed and it was enough to warn Hakkaku. Yes, the marks were still visible on his flesh but it was temporary. Soon, it would all fade away. His woman was strong and powerful but so was he. It was not like her powers were aimed at him, they were forced out by her terrible nightmares and he simply happened to be in the vicinity. Plus, he gladly accepted his injuries since they also provided Kagome with some relief of her pain. It also led to a very interesting situation but he swore he would never mention that. To her or to anyone. He was finally getting in her good grace and he could not take another set back. That and now that she was feeling better… she might want to leave soon.
The thought of it squeezed his heart and for a second, it was difficult to breathe. She would leave him - to go back to the mutt.
And he would be hopeless to stop her. He would try to convince her otherwise but…well every time he pushed an issue it ended up worse for him. Did he truly want to try that again?
He sighed, running his fingers through his greasy bangs. It had been a while since he last visited a spring.
His thoughts were interrupted when footsteps echoed through. He jerked his head in direction of the entrance of the cave, waiting for Miku to emerge. And she did. There was a small on her face as she approached Kouga. Their poor leader; he was completely lost to that girl. She did hope he would get what he sought or he might not recover. Oh to be young and foolishly in love. She missed it.
"She's fine."
"Her injuries?"
"Better."
"Can she?"
"She can move," she confirmed before crossing her arms behind her back. "But she's not back on her feet yet." She scrounged her nose. She remembered how disappointed the poor girl was when she learned she could not walk. "They did a number on those poor little muscles." Humans were weak. "And the little thing's been laying down for a while now. She's not all that strong."
"What happened?"
"She tried to stand." She shrugged her shoulders. "Couldn't."
His Kagome was proud and filled with strength; it must have hurt her to fail in such a way. However, it was not her fault! "Is she?"
"She a'right. Maybe you should go see her."
The girl's eyes sometimes wandered to the entrance and Miku knew what she was looking for. In this sea of strangers, Kouga was her lifeline. And the boy did take care of her since the beginning. Nope, his hopes were not lost yet.
Kouga glanced at Miku for a brief second, his feet hopping off the ground. It was all the persuasion he needed before dashing inside the cave. Inside, he found his Kagome sitting on her knees, her rear pressed to her feet. She had her hands held out in front of her and she was flipping them around, inspecting them. Since her level of alert increased now that she was better, it took her no time to detect his presence. As soon as she did, she allowed her hands to drop back to her side and put a smile on her face. Uncomfortable, she shifted around but she kept her eyes on him. He stopped once he was near her, giving her a bit of space. Just in case she felt awkward about previous interactions.
"Sorry about your injuries," she said, a hint of shame in her voice. She never meant to hurt him. He was the one person who was helping her, keeping her safe and alive from the start. What a crappy way to thank him for everything he did. She already shed tears for his wounds but back then she was in a state of shock. She wanted to apologize properly.
"Nah, it's fine. Honestly. I told ya. It's gonna take a lot more than that to bring me down." Not good. He did not want her to focus on bad things, he wanted to see her smile! "Miku says you doin' better."
"That's one way to put it." Her sentences were whole, no longer scattered but her speed was much lower without bigger pause between her words.
"Hey, you can talk, and move."
"I can't walk." Disappointment was dripping from her voice. She knew it was a gift, that she might have been stuck immobilized even longer but - now that she got a taste of it, she wanted more. The recent change of scenery also did nothing to help her case.
She needed something to cheer her up. He had to be the one to provide her with happiness because he refused to fail her again. A smirk drew on his features and he tilted his thorax in her direction. "Do you trust me?"
"What?"
"Do you trust me?" he repeated slower.
His eyes were burning with confidence, a slight of aura of happiness wrapping around him. It seemed that not even his injuries could take away his spirits - and it truly was contagious.
"Yes," she whispered. Because - she really did.
His smirk grew and he bent down to capture her in his arms. At first, she stiffened but once he was back standing on his feet, she relaxed in his hold. She did say that she trusted him right?
"Hold on," he warned as he sped through the den.
She was in for a surprise.
-E-
Grass ruffled, branches creaking which broke the quietness that surrounded the vicinity. In a flash, Sango jumped to her feet, ready to defend herself from whomever was coming their way. Her chocolate eyes darted into the darkness, waiting for another sign of movement. Then it happened, a few branches were pushed aside, revealing two figures. She held her breathe, lowering herself to the ground to retrieve her weapon. However, before she had the chance to launch an attack, the blackness covering the strangers was taken away and it revealed their identities to her.
"Inuyasha, Kagome?"
Hope soar through her heart, her chest heaving with air.
Only to be crushed.
It was indeed Inuyasha but behind him was not her dear friend. It was Kikyo.
Rage filled her blood, pumping through her body. "Are you kidding me?"
Miroku opened one purple orb, the noises tearing him from his sleep. He tossed his body to the side, focusing his attention on what arose such rage in Sango. And he quickly saw. "Lady Kikyo?"
"You left us for this? You stopped looking for Kagome and Kirara for her?"
Suddenly all the wrath spilling out of Kagome every time Inuyasha went away made a lot of sense. He ignored everything, everyone…each of his responsibilities for that woman - who was not even a woman at all.
"Keh, this is how you thank me?"
"Thank you?"
"I was looking for them," so it was a little bit of a lie. He had to - if they knew he went on Kikyo's trail instead of following Kagome's trail they would kill him. He could not let that happen. He had a good reason for what he did - they had a better chance of finding everyone with Kikyo's help. His nose was good but it could not work miracle. She could be anywhere. Kikyo shared a soul with Kagome which meant they might be able to use that to track her down. They were so blinded by their hatred of Kikyo that they could not see the truth. "I found Kikyo on the way."
"Yes, I'm sure you found her by accident," Sango said bitterly. They delayed their search of Kagome and Kirara for that?
"Kikyo will find them, alright."
"How, she's not even human."
"Oi!"
"Leave."
"What?" This time Miroku and Inuyasha spoke simultaneously. "Leave, now." Her hands were clenched at her sides. "You made your choice. You're not going to help us find Kirara or Kagome. All that matters to you is Kikyo."
"I said she -"
"She's not going to do anything."
This whole time, Kikyo remained completely quiet, not uttering a single word to either defend herself or defend Inuyasha. How could she, thought Sango, she was nothing more than a shell.
"Miroku and I will find them on our own. Without you."
"What the hell are you talking about?" This time, he could not hide the panic in his voice. He lost Kagome, she was the first member of his pack. Now, Miroku and Sango? He was not about to let that happen. Yes, he understood what it might look like but she was interpreting it wrong. Kikyo was there to help. She followed him because she thought she might be able to find their missing friends. They were so focused on their hatred of her that they could not see the truth in front of them.
"You can't find them without me," he added before Sango replied.
"Watch me. I actually care what happens to them."
"I care."
"If you did, she wouldn't be beside you."
Sango bent down to the ground and grabbed her stuff. She threw a glance in direction of Miroku, letting him know that he could do as he pleased but she was going to find Kagome - without Inuyasha. Behind her, Shippo hopped along, casting a glare at Inuyasha. He always knew he was a no good dog. He always made Kagome cry and Shippo was sick of it. He knew Sango cared for Kagome and would find her. Inuyasha would only hurt Kagome more if he showed up with Kikyo at his side and they did not need that. Meanwhile, Miroku's glance shifted between Inuyasha and Sango but his mind was already made up; he was going to follow Sango.
"I'm sorry," he whispered as he retrieved his staff and began following behind Sango and Shippo.
"Where do you idiots think you're going?" he screamed. "You'll get killed without me."
But they kept on walking. They never turned around, they never replied to him.
"You can't do this without me," he whispered, his voice shaking.
They actually left him behind like he meant nothing. They rather go on their own than to take him along - and Kikyo. His ears flattened upon his head and sadness filled his wide amber eyes. How could they do this to him. His gaze shifted to the left, hoping to get some sympathy from Kikyo but all he found was empty eyes. There was nothing. He was alone.
He held back a whimper.
All alone.
Like always.
-E-
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