Shinjite Ai No Tsuzuki : Believe Love Goes On

An Inuyasha Fan Fiction Saga by Aoikami Sarah




            Kagome clamored up the tree till she got up to his head. Under a leaf, stuffed into his right ear was her bag of Shikon shards. Kagome pulled it out and stared at Inuyasha’s face. “How did...?” she wondered. She rubbed the ear and caressed the exposed side of his face. It was still soft, as if he were only sleeping.

            “Well, if I did it before, I can do it again!” she cheered and grasped the arrow. It exploded in a burst of light. The vines that covered him shriveled and turned to dust. The two of them fell to the ground.

            Inuyasha shook his head slowly. “Uhnnn...” he moaned. Directly underneath him, Kagome did the same. “Kagome!”


            His face darkened. “Why did you...?”

            ‘Oh my God, he thinks I killed him!’ she thought as he heart rose into her throat. One word explained it all. “Naraku.”        Once she saw the relief in his eyes, she threw her arms around him.

            Kenshin cleared his throat. Kagome threw Inuyasha off of her and giggled. “Kenshin, this is Inuyasha. Inuyasha, Himura Kenshin.”

            “Where’s Naraku?!” he growled.

            “Take it easy, we’re about 300 years away from him right now. Let me go get the others and we’ll all go get him!”

            “Wait, what?!”

            “Just hang tight, Kenshin will keep you company! Be right back!”

            Kenshin shrugged and smiled.

            “Do YOU know what the hell she’s talking about?”

            “Not really. So... You’re a youkai, right?”

            His eye twitched. “Half. Half youkai.”

            “I’m terribly sorry.”

            Inuyasha walked away. Kenshin followed. The hanyou noticed the shrine around the well and the strange surroundings and began to understand just how much time had passed. He stretched a bit the sat down. Kenshin joined him.


            “Oh nothing. It’s just not every day I get to speak with living mythology.”

            “Whatever,” he scoffed.

            “You know, that Kagome is a very nice girl.”

            Inuyasha raised a brow.

            “I have someone similar. Tough, strong, stubborn, yet sweet and beautiful.”

            Inuyasha put his head in his hand. “Yeah. Stubborn mostly. I keep trying to protect her, but I just can’t if she won’t stay the hell out of danger!”

            “Mmm,” Kenshin plucked a tall piece of grass and pulled the seeds out one by one. “And I don’t want to offend her, because she wants to be able to protect herself...”

            “But one more tough scrape like that one...”

            “You may not be able to save her?”


            “You know. I’ve been through some tough scrapes, and every time it comes out all right, I tell myself that I’m going to tell her.”

            “Tell her...?”

            “How much I love her.” Kenshin rolled a grass seed between his thumb and fingers. “Because I’m not sure I’ll get a chance the next time.”

            A light breeze blew their hair and the stray seeds around. “Shit.” Inuyasha watched the seeds scatter and waited for Kagome to return.



            Miroku, Shippou and Sango were elated to find Inuyasha alive. They jogged towards the well past a few tourists whispering to themselves about the strange young man with the dog ears.

            Kagome thanked Kenshin for he and Kaoru’s hospitality. Sango, Shippou and Miroku jumped into the well and Kenshin waved as he walked back home.

            “Come on, Inuyasha!” Kagome called.

            “Chotto,” he whispered. “It’s gonna be crazy when we get back there.”

            “I know.”

            “Without the Tetsusaiga, I don’t know how good I’m gonna be against Naraku.”

            “I’m sure you’ll...”

            “No.” Inuyasha cut her off. “What I’m saying is I don’t know if I can make it through this, so I need to tell you...”

            Kagome’s heart just about stopped. “Tell me what?”

            He cursed again and tried not to look into her eyes. It was no use. “I love you.”

            Kagome’s shoulders relaxed. She cocked her head to the side. He blushed crimson. Kagome walked up to him. He panicked, thinking she was going to be the one to kiss him, and not the other way around, but she stretched her arms out.

            To his surprise, she lifted the prayer beads from around his neck and wound them around her arm. “You haven’t needed these for a while,” she whispered and smiled.

            Inuyasha wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her close to him and kissed her deeply. “Come on,” he said as they came up for air. “Let’s go.”

            “Inuyasha...?” Kagome turned to him just before she jumped into the well.


            “I love you too.”


            When they jumped down and joined the others Kagome could feel the air change, meaning the well was working. Sango, Miroku and Shippou stared at Kagome and Inuyasha as if trying to see if they looked different. They all noticed the beads.

            “What!?” the both cried.

            The others pretended to whistle and mind their own business.


            Their levity came to an abrupt end as they climbed out of the well. Inuyasha sniffed the air.

            “Blood,” he said and followed his nose.

            “Ugh! Over here!” Sango cried as she stepped into a pool of it.

            Inuyasha sniffed. “Houseki!”

            Miroku furrowed his brows. “Then Myoga did find her.”

.x.Sniff sniff* “... and... Kouga?”

            “That’s odd.” Kagome looked around for signs of a fight. There were plenty of broken boughs and footprints everywhere. The tall grass was pressed down in many places.

            “Maybe he was helping out,” Shippou suggested.

            “Che, I doubt it.”

            “Unless he’s in love with Houseki,” Miroku mumbled.

            “Naraku has to be around here somewhere.” Kagome narrowed her eyes. “I can feel him.”

            “If he’s hurt Houseki,” Inuyasha snarled as he gnashed his teeth. “I’m gonna rip off his head and shit down his neck.”

            Just at the northern edge of the clearing, some leaves rustled, making the whole group turn. Standing by a tree, wearing a blood-soaked kimono shirt was Houseki.

            “Houseki!” Inuyasha called to his daughter, but Kagome held him back.

            “Don’t. She’s absolutely studded with Shikon shards,” she warned.

            Miroku urged Sango and Shippou to get behind him and backed away from the inevitable confrontation. Sango did not move to use her boomerang.

            Houseki’s eyes didn’t seem to focus on anything. She raised a hand and bared her claws. In a sudden and shocking gesture, she raked her claws across her own chest.

            “Houseki!?” Inuyasha shouted, knowing he couldn’t get through to her. ‘Naraku must have her under his power!’ he thought.

            Without even so much as a change in facial expression, Houseki raised her arm, dripping with her own blood.

            “Hijin Ketsusou!!!” she screamed and threw the razor-like blood at her father.


GLOSSARY : Chotto = wait . Hijin Ketsusou = airborn blade blood claw.