Okay,this may or may not make any sense to you. InuYasha and Kagome live on this world now. They've been dating for a while,and have lived together for some time as well. This takes place the day after a huge argument that they had,which resulted in Kagome leaving. Basically,it's Inu regretting everything he said and did. I did this thing on a sudden impulse while I was listening to the actual song this is based on. (Should've listened,by Nickelback.) I might do a couple other songfics after this one,but I'm not sure. I don't really come up with very good ones. Enjoy!

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Should've Listened

InuYasha woke up slowly,the sunlight streaming through what remained of the curtains on the window opposite him. The bed seemed much colder this morning... He didn't open his eyes. He really didn't want to. Recollection had made it's slow way to his brain. He'd screwed up. He had agreed to come to Kagome's world because he had wanted to stay with her,and they had been fine for the few years they had been here. They had fixed the whole jewel back home and everything had returned to normal in the Feudal Era. He and Kagome had begun earning a living here. They had jobs and a wonderful,or what used to be a wonderful,life. It hadn't worked out,though. He forced himself to slide his feet over the side of the bed,bare feet touching a surprisingly warm rug. He was wearing nothing except a pair of boxers,his usual sleep ware,and the sudden chill that always comes when you first wake up and come out from under the covers made him shiver. Still,he refused to open his eyes for a bit,listening to the silence broken only by the steady tik tok of a clock somewhere in the hall. Then he sighed and forced his eyes open. The look of the room had not changed.

There's clothes all over the floor

Don't remember them bein' here before

Smell of perfume isn't here

Why's lipstick on the mirror?

And still I don't understand

No,that wasn't true. Was it? He wasn't sure. He should understand,that was the problem. It was just the fact that he didn't want to believe it. He wouldn't believe it. This was all that was there,he thought. It had to be all that was there. Maybe she was downstairs,trying to calm down. He would apologize. He had to. He must. He went to the bedroom door,and froze there for a moment,terrified of what he might see. He opened it. No. Even here it was all wrong... he saw the wall and looked away,knowing what the reason for those holes being there was... he looked out the window of the nearest room,the bathroom,and down into the driveway. He knew it. Upset even more now,he went back into the bedroom. On a kind of impulse,or perhaps because his brain told him this terrible truth,he checked the pockets of the jeans he'd worn the day before. Empty. Where? He sat on the edge of the bed and dropped the pants,putting his face in his hands. His heart ached.

No pictures left in the hall

There's three new holes in my wall

Where the hell's my credit cards?

Why's my wallet in the yard?

Still I don't understand

She'd told him... She'd told him that one more time would be it. It. He hated that word now,loathed the very sound it left in the sudden empty place where the screams still echoed loudly,taunting him... Why did he have to be such a complete moron? Why? He felt horrible,he felt like crying. He should have tried harder,he should have listened to her...

Well,now,I guess I should've listened

When you said you'd had enough

A little trick I picked up from my father

In one ear and out the other

Why's love gotta be so tough?

He wondered what she would think of him now,while he sat here miserable like this. She would probably just call him an idiot. But that would only be if he didn't deserve to be like this... If he deserved anything even remotely close to what he was getting,it was without a doubt definitely now. He was a moron. A complete moron,an idiot,a jackass,and plenty of other things he could think of. He'd destroyed the one thing that he was so willing to keep perfect,keep simple,wanted, everything. He had destroyed his life,he knew he had. Maybe he should go back... He walked the now desolate hallways. He looked around. Things were missing. The hooks by the door,the ones for the keys,were all empty. He felt even worse now. Why did he always have to screw things up? Was this just the kind of thing that was called the price you had to pay for being a half-demon with an attitude that would shock the worst Anger Management patient? He didn't know. He didn't want to know.

Should see the look on my face

My shit's all over the place

Why's this happenin' to me?

Why'd you take both sets of keys?

And still I don't understand

And now I guess I should've listened

When you said you'd had enough

A little trick I picked up from my father

In one ear and out the other

Why's love gotta be so tough?

Maybe there was some way he could make it up to her... No,it was out of the question. She wouldn't,she couldn't possibly accept another apology. After so many apologies before,why would she? He had ruined his own life. Ruined it,and there was no one to blame but himself. He should have paid more attention to what he was doing. He should have considered so many things...

Oh,now,I guess I should've listened

He couldn't live with himself like this... He couldn't just keep going as though he hadn't done what he had,like he hadn't said what he had. This was no real life. This wasn't life at all,he might as well be dead. Feeling as though his heart would burst and his eyes would just pour,he went slowly back to the bedroom to wallow in misery. Dammit,he was such a bastard! He looked around,not really seeing anything but knowing it was there.

There's clothes all over my floor

I don't remember them bein' there before

There are no candles in here

Lipstick's still on the mirror

And still I don't understand

Oh! Now,I guess I shoulda listened

When you said you'd had enough

Little trick I picked up from my father

In one ear and out the other

Why must love be so tough?

Oh! Well,now,I guess I shoulda listened

When you said you'd had enough

A little trick I picked up from my father

In one ear and out the other

Why's love gotta be so tough?

He didn't want to live. He didn't want to know anything about this place anymore,he didn't want to stay here and keep Kagome so close when she didn't want to be that way with him anymore. In silence he opened the wardrobe that was now nearly empty and stared into the darkness it held. He reached back slowly and rummaged until he felt the familiar cloth under his fingers. He pulled out the red garments and stared at them,holding them limply in his hands. He put them on and got his Tetsuaiga out from the same place,then hooked it around his waist. He stood and stared into the mirror,wondering why it wasn't cracked,and after a time turned and walked out of the room and out of the house.

He stood in front of the well and stared into it's depths. Maybe it wouldn't work anymore. Maybe it didn't want him now... Kagome might not be able to get through again. Silence was broken by a whispering wind that rustled the branches of the tree outside. Shadows from the sun playing games in the leaves came in from outside and danced across the half-demon's features. He gazed back only once,and only for a moment. “I'm sorry,Kagome,” he whispered to the world. Then he turned back to the well,took a breath... and jumped in. He passed into the Feudal Era without a sound,leaving behind the calm of the wind in the trees and a very distant roar of traffic. He didn't know if he'd be back. Kagome didn't know if she would. But until then,they would both wonder weather or not the other would accept their thousandth apology.