Torn by Riomi

Despair

* 1 Despair*

~Kagome~

I dropped to my knees and slide my eyes across Inuyasha's lifeless body. I stared into his pit less eyes, dull of any glimmer or flare of gold they used to produce. Only a murky yellow looked blankly through my own dark blue orbs.

I'm too shocked to even cry or speak, it happened all too fast for me to replay it in my own mind. What am I to say when my best friend, my first love, My Inuyasha lay dead at my knees.

Don't go? He's already gone.

Come back? He can't.

Don't leave me now? He has already.

I settled on an expression rather than a question, there's only one that can suit this situation the best...goodbye.

I slowly part my lips to bid my farewell but the word is trapped in my throat. It's never easy saying goodbye.

I shut my eyes tightly and felt a burning glare on the top of my head.

It's Him.

The one that dropped this burden on my shoulders. The one who has ripped my world in two. The one who has taken my Inuyasha.

"Why?" I spat out, opening my eyes and regaining my footing. It was a question that wasn't meant to be answered. It was a coded plea to be brought to the place that Inuyasha was.

I turned and stared straight into the murderer's expressionless gaze.

Sesshoumaru.

I find it amazing that his eyes could be such a warm color but hold such a cold coating. His face remains unmoving, void of any emotions. Just by looking at him you wouldn't be able to verify that he just took the life of another. Even the Toukijin he held in his right hand remained stainless.

It enrages me that this thing in front of me is flawless in every way. I'm standing in a pool of blood that covers me, but it's not even my own. Yet he stands across from me without the slightest speck of dust on him.

"Were you speaking to me miko?" he asked me impassively.

How dare he. How can he be so well composed after doing such a thing? I refuse to feel intimidated by him. My gaze threatens to falter but I refuse to show any weakness.

I'm failing incredibly as my legs weaken under his fierce scrutiny. I know that I'm absolutely powerless against him but I don't care. Let me be with Inuyasha, it would only be right.

"Kill me." I emit weakly.

A maniacal smirk materialized on his once blank face. It gave me a chill, I have never seen him smirk before let alone display any sort of facial expression.

I slammed my eye's shut waiting for the inevitable.

One...Two...Three...nothing.

'Why hasn't he killed me? Is he hesitating? Is he toying with-' my thought's are cut short and I gasp as I feel a sleek hand skim my neck lightly.

"You haven't yet shed a tear for my brothers slain. Tell me why." he commanded me.

I cringe as I feel his knuckle trace the pulse in my neck, teasing me with death and oddly prolonging my life.

Why haven't I cried? I can request for my own life to be taken yet I still can't weep for my loss, maybe because this is so imponderable. Maybe because now I'm a dry empty shell incapable of demonstrating suitable emotions.

His claws seize my neck harshly. He's growing impatient due to my hesitancy to answer.

I don't have an answer.

He has the answer; the only answer is to end my worthless existence.

"Kill me." I repeated faintly.

He gave an annoyed growl and calmly told me, "You capture my interest young miko."

Why is he procrastinating? Why won't he just kill me? I want to be with my Inuyasha.

My eyes are still squeezed shut, still waiting for him to free me from this mortal coil. He callously pressed his thumb on my pressure point.

My mind hazed and I feel my body become engulfed in darkness.

Black.

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