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Waga Kokoro

Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha, only Rumiko Takashi and her producers do. I do, however, own this fanfic and any original charactes placed in it.

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Warning: Violence, Rape (I don't know about this one yet), Lemons, Citrus, Gore, Description, Fluff and Lime

Spoilers: Hai. Gomen ne nasai

Translations: Go to bottom.

Editing/ Writing Techniques:

' ' : Thoughts

- - : Emphasis

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Selena's Corner:

Ayara: Selena has decided to make her -own- fanfic! ^_^!

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Selena: Now on to the story!

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Prologe

My tears caress my cheek,

As I cry for my lonely heart,

As your image haunts my mind,

For my heart and soul is your's,

Just as you are mine.

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Limping painfully, a miko shuddered as she pushed herself beyond her limits. The snow crunching beneath her cold, cut and bleeding bare feet, she ran. Blindly she scurried through the forest, her destination not known. The figure of a girl fought the ghosts haunting her mind.

'InuYasha....Sango...Miroku..Shippo..Kirara....Gone..all gone...' Kagome thought in pain as the tears coursed down her face.

'How could I let them down? How can they -really- be gone?'

Tripping over a loose, dead root, the girl hissed as she met the icy ground. Raising her heart shaped face to the black, forgein Sengoku Jidia sky, she felt the empty loneliness consuming her. Panting from exhaustion, Kagome froze as a warmth spread through her chest.

Looking down angrily, Kagome glared at the shikon kakera hanging from the tiny jar around her neck. 'So much has been lost for this tiny thing. So many have paid so dearly for my mistake.' She thought numbly as a gentle breeze blew across the snow covered land, her hair fluttering in the wind.

Freezing and tired, she watched in numb, solemn sadness as tiny white angels floated fom the sky gently. As the little flurries fell upon her chilled, blue skin, the girl shuddered from their biting wetness.

Her tears flooding her vision, Kagome grasped the warm jar in her hand tightly, not caring if it broke and sliced her palm. A pair of large golden eyes seared her memory. The image forming in her mind, Kagome watched in despair as she saw silver haired person turned his back to her, walking into the consuming dark. Feeling her heart swelling with loss, she sobbed as she broke down from the horrible, unavoidable pain.

'I promised you, Inu Yasha. I promised you I would live. But do I -want- to keep my promise?' She thought as her tears flooded forth, freezing on the tips of her long, black eye lashes.

Shaking her head angrily, Kagome scowled. 'No. I am not weak. I will not let my friend's sacrifice go to vain.' She told herself assuringly.

Biting back a gasp as she moved her tired, cut and bruised legs, she rose painfully up ignoring the now fastly falling snow. Her sapphire eyes grim with determination, the futuristic miko pushed herself to continue. Continue the journey she had started and would finish.

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"Sesshomaru-sama?" A little girl called out as she looked around the black, jaki filled area.

"Stay back, Rin." The TaiYoukai commanded frostily, his blank face stoic. Sesshomaru glared down at his brother's body coldly. The hanyou had died obviously from a fatal wound in his chest. 'Ironic. Isn't that where this lowly creature was pinned by his koi?' The TaiYoukai thought in cool detachment.

"Sesshomaru-sama! Your hanyou brother's friends are here as well!" Jaken sqwauked as he pointed his staff at the torn and barely recongizable ningen bodies.

Slowly making his way to the rotting corpses, Sesshomaru looked down his nose, his nose twitching with disgust. The houshi's hand was cut off, his staff embedded through his heart. The Taijya was split in half, her innards spilling forth as her Hirakatsou pinned her broken in half body to the tree.

Looking around, he saw the kit was dead as well, his green eyes lifeless as his fox toys pinned him to the ground. His eyes narrowed as he noticed the boy's tail was cut off. A neko youkai lay dead on the ground, skinned from it's fur. He had not liked his brother and his tachi, but he had respected them for taking on a despicable and dangerous character such as the hanyou.

'Naraku.' His mind whispered.

His eyes roaming the scene before him, he noticed one thing missing from the group. His brother's wench. The miko. He remembered the insolent ningen, his mind bringing up images.

She had surprisingly forged great power in Inu Yasha's and his Otou's grave, harming the now youkai Naraku and collecting the last shikon kakera. Sesshomaru had decided to rid of the once hanyou for now the creature had his eyes set on his lands and power.

The hanyou had even reached to the point where he had tried to harm Rin. "Jaken. Bring Rin to Ah Un and watch her carefully." Sesshomaru said cooly as he walked around the scene, looking for clue's to where Naraku could have fled and where the miko could have gone.

Noticing it was now snowing, Sesshomaru looked at Jaken frostily. "Keep Rin well. Or you will have to answer to this Sesshomaru." He murmured dangerously.

His yellow eyes widening in fear, Jaken bobbed his head quickly. "Hai, Sesshomaru-sama!"

Turning on his heel, Sesshomaru growled. He was angry. Angry that Naraku had killed his half-brother. Only he, Sesshomaru, had the right to kill someone of his blood. He had wished to kill his brother at the beginning but he found a tiny speck of respect for the annoying and loud-mouthed hanyou as he wielded the Tetsaiga now somewhat respectfully and even tried to take on his enemy honorably.

But now, Sesshomaru had found the filth killed.

Glaring down at the lifeless carcass, Sesshomaru's face remained stoic.

'Perhaps.' He thought with a silver brow raised. Withdrawing Tensaiga, Sesshomaru awaited the pulse. His eyes narrowing, he noticed that the katanna denied him. Again.

'What a worthless heirloom my Otou left for this Sesshomaru.' The TaiYoukai thought angrily.

Sheathing the ken smoothly, he turned on his black heel. His eyes taking in the scene, the youkai figured what must of happened. The tachi had been surprised with a large attack by Naraku as they travelled down this very path. Naraku had masked his scent of himself and his army, leading to Inu Yasha's inability of tracking the enemy. The youkai then had must of picked each one off, intent on getting the last kakera.

'But where is the miko?' He thought in confusion.

Could Naraku had stolen her? Sesshomaru's twin suns slanted dangerously at that question. The ningen miko had much power, he had to admit, and if she was in the youkai's hands much problems would arise.

"We are leaving." Sesshomaru announced as he walked towards Ah Un and the now sleeping, blanketed Rin. Jaken sighed in relief.

He had not wanted the chibi youjin to see such a scene, knowing his Lord would be angered if small Rin had been scarred mentally or emotionally in anyway. Straddling the two headed dragon, Sesshomaru lead the mythical creature in the air, ignoring the screaming Jaken following bellow. He intended to go back to his Lands, intent of devising a plan of riding of Naraku and exacting his revenge and honor.

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Translations:

Miko: Priestess

Sengoku Jidia: Fedual Era, Warring States Era

Shikon kakera: Jewel shard/fragment

-sama: Added to the end of one's name to show respect. For a leader, lord, royalty etc..

TaiYoukai: Demon Lord

Hanyou: Half-breed

Koi: Love

Houshi: Monk

Taijya: Demon exterminator

Kit: Youkai child

Neko: Cat

Youkai: Demon

Tachi: Group

Ningen: Human

Otou: Father

Hai: Yes, to acknowledge, to agree etc..

Katanna: Sword

Chibi: Small

Youjin: Child