They were there again, embracing under the Goshinboku. That damn tree.
Perhaps, had it not been there, InuYasha would have nothing to be sealed to, thus, he would get away with the jewel, leaving a dead priestess in his wake, become a full-demon, and they wouldn't be there, under it and murmuring each other's names.
Yes, damn that tree.
She watched, having nothing else to do really. She was jealous; she'd be lying if she said she wasn't. And wasn't that the first rule that every young boy and girl learned, thou shall not lie? But, it sounds so much more poetic in words... Maybe, it was better to be ignorant.
"Kikyo..."
Was it the way he said it, or the name itself, which made her want to cry?
"InuYasha...?"
The way he said it, definitely.
"I'll come with you... Soon, okay...?"
Have fun, she thought bitterly.
"I hope so..."
In hell with that mind-raping, clay manifestation, she finished off, turning on the ball of her foot just as the two under the Goshinboku finished the gap between their lips.
Did InuYasha love her? Or did he use her, as a tool?
"Defeat Naraku for me," was what Kikyo said, voice slightly muffled by the half-demon's hair.
And to think, that only a year ago, she didn't wish for her killer's demise, but her lover's.
"I will... I promise, Kikyo, I promise..."
Yes, Kagome thought, now walking more slowly, listening to the sounds of the lovers.
Damn that tree.