"Hiraku, why these two?" Hiriku asked.
"Do you believe in fate?" Hiraku explained. Hiriku stared for a few moments and smiled warmly.
"Well, I am an angel." Hiriku put a finger to her cheek Hiraku giggled.
Angel's Matchmaker
Chapter 1: Inconvenient Meeting.
Kagome sighed, eyes unable to send her to sleep. It was as if something was telling her to stay awake. She wondered if Miroku or Inuyasha were awake. She silently stood up and walked out, carefully lightening her steps so the young kitsune Shippo or Sango wouldn't wake up. Kagome tiptoed to Miroku's room and saw his two hands in the air squeezing it.
"Will you bear my child?" She looked around for Inuyasha, then realized the half demon wasn't there. She walked outside and was greeted by the fresh, cold air hitting her cheeks, making her shiver slightly. Kagome sensed him. Kagome sensed her. She began to walk, far different from her normal pace towards where the two's aura's were strongest. Kagome gasped at the horrible, heart-wrenching sight. A young man with silvery hair that shone in the midnight moon had his arms over hers pinned to the tree. The young woman had black, long hair wearing priestess garb.
"Inuyasha?" Kikyo asked.
"Yes, Kikyo my love?" Inuyasha replied.
"Tell me you love me." Kikyo said, smirking.
"I love you, Kikyo. You only." Inuyasha said.
She smiled. "Good, cause you're mine. Forever."
Kagome stepped out the forest in view of the hanyou and miko. Inuyasha turned to look at her. She then saw the tiniest speck of pity in his beautiful golden pools. Her head fell at Kikyo's small, sympathetic smile.
"Don't you pity me, don't even try it," Kagome glared at Kikyo, though talking to Inuyasha. Kikyo licked her lips, which Kagome subtly assumed tasted like pottery, her fingers trailing over Inuyasha's forearm.
"You, you're jealous?" Inuyasha's eyebrows raised as if it wasn't the most obvious theory.
"You're just so lucky." Kagome spoke, finally looking up at the two of them with clenched fists, her heart feeling as if it was in the middle of her fingers. Eyes meeting with Inuyasha, she hoped, prayed, that somehow he'd realise that she was gradually tearing apart. Her eyes spoke to him, as if her sadness was a phone.
What happened here?
"What?" The mature voice set upon her ears like a broken record, the voice she gradually learned to dislike with all her being.
Kagome felt as if the night somehow got even darker, and she looked off into the distance. She brought herself up, walking away. She stopped as she sensed a weak spiritual arrow heading towards her. It hit Kagome square in the back, erupting into a pink mass of sparkles, leaving only an incredibly small, bloody hole that carried no pain. Connecting one last gaze with the priestess, she turned away when Kikyo's face had merged to a shocked expression because the arrow dissipated into thin air from her back. Kagome walked away, walked as far as she could with her weakening, frail body.
Her eyes filled with tears as her thoughts were filled with the white-haired boy, thinking about the lovely past they had together, all the experiences, but now they were just lovers that went wrong. Sitting against a tree, she set her quiver of arrows down next to her and closed her eyes.
She decided today was the day she'd take her last breath from her, corrupted, weak lungs.
Kagome's feelings were dead, and when she closed her eyes- she could have sworn she saw a silhouette.