Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or "The Second Coming" by W.B. Yeats
"Things fall apart. The center cannot hold." I read that in one of Kagome's books once. Whoever wrote that was able to sum up my whole life in seven words.
Things always fall apart on me, no matter how hard I try to make everything right.
My world always crumbles just when I feel like I've found happiness.
My mother.
Kikyo.
And now Kagome.
She's gone.
I hold the complete Shikon no Tama in my hand. It's over. Naraku is dead. The quest is finished.
So now what? Things have fallen apart again. My center – the group – has split. Miroku and Sango have each other. Kaede takes care of Shippo now.
And who do I have?
No one.
I died the day Kagome permanently returned to her world.
"The center cannot hold."
Well, obviously it can't.
Has it ever?
When has anything ever been stable for long?
So fate hates me. What's new?
If I crumbled every time I found that someone hated me, I would have been dead long ago.
Instead, I choose to fight.
I will not lose to fate. Because I control my own destiny.
One in which Kagome plays a part.
I guess I should make my wish now…
"Inuyasha?!"
"It's been five hundred years, Kagome."
And as she rushed into my arms, I knew that no matter what fate threw at me, I could handle it.
Besides, not even fate could destroy the affection of a demon who has waited five hundred years for his beloved shard detector.
A.N. – Just a little thing I tossed out in about 5 minutes. I couldn't get it out of my head, and had to run with it. It's not great. In fact, I don't think I like it at all. But who am I to deny the world of my coughcrappycough work?
Just to make it clear, Inuyasha, angry about how fate has treated him, decides to take matters into his own hands and wishes on the jewl to become a demon so he can meet up with Kagome in her time. Don't ask how it works. I don't know.
Clearer now?
Didn't think so.
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