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~* How Could This Happen?*~ (Song by Simple Plan- Untitled) I open my eyes I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light Inuyasha wasn't the type of being who would get hurt feelings or upset about things, quite the contrary. He was an extremly tough, strong man, always having the will to battle on. He never gave up a fight and he never stopped fighting, especially when it came to protecting his friends and the people he cared about more than anything. He wasn't the type to show his emotions either. The hanyou always kept a stern, cold exterior about most things, but when it came to a certain person it was sometimes hard. He'd usually

:eft in Pieces chapter 4 --- Kagome yawned slightly as she cracked one eye open. Despite the silver streaks of moonlight that penetrated the darkness of the room, she had a difficult time getting her eyes to adjust to such a dark setting. Blinking back the shadows of the night, she suddenly realized that she was…very warm. At first, she was a bit confused, still trying to clear her drowsy mind from slumber, but when she felt Inuyasha’s arms squeeze her tighter in his sleep, she smiled softly against the skin of his neck. She was going to have to come back to the feudal era without Inuyasha to see what Kaede found from Midoriko

 The woman sighed as she peered out of the dark maroon curtains of the large church. No one was here yet, but the anxiety building up in her flat stomach was almost more that she could take. She let the curtain fall. It was still a few hours to go for the wedding to start. Her slender form began to tremble. 'This can't be happening,' she thought sadly. Wiping at her moistening cyan eyes, she straightened as she heard approaching footsteps. The steps were determined, with a sense of authority. The footsteps came around the corner and stopped abruptly as they caught sight of the woman before them. Her pitch-black hair glistened in the sunlig

Hold Me, Heal Me Disclaimer: I do not Inuyasha or any of the characters in the anime or manga. I do however own a very nice 20 inch Inu-plushie with a BIG sword. 'Two weeks…that's fourteen days, three hundred and thirty…uh six hours, or several thousand seconds…Kami, I hate math.' Kagome leaned against the tree trunk, her geometry book forgotten on her lap. She cast a look around the quiet campsite. Though it was still fairly early in the night, Sango and Miroku were dozing across the fire. Sango was being extra protective of Miroku and refused to let him overexert himself. She had a feeling if he tried to use his wind tunnel any time in

She was washing dishes when she felt that someone was standing behind her. No matter how many times she'd asked him to announce himself, it seemed that old habits died hard. Mrs. Higurashi wiped her hands on a dishtowel and turned around. Hopefully this time he'd remembered to wipe his feet before coming in. "Kagome is still at school, Inuyasha," she said with a smile. Her smile faded at his downcast expression and the way his shoulders were slumped. Since the first time she'd met him, he'd always seemed full of energy and bluster, impatient and annoyed when he'd come to the house and Kagome wasn't ready to leave. Now he just shrugged and no