The Quest for one's soul
-x-disclaimer: I do not own (but I wish I did) Inuyasha or any of the characters that is written in this fanfic.
-x-summary: Since I am listening to Kikyo's theme from Inuyasha, I decided to write a one shot on Kikyo. It ultimately is about her reflecting on her past and how it shaped her future. It's kind of crappy because I've never written a fanfic on Kikyo and I don't like her too much. Read & Review.
I remember that day, the last day of my life. I remember the hatred the surged through my heart the moment I saw him. Inuyasha. I hated him. I couldn't believe that I trusted and also fell in love with him. He betrayed me. I had to do away with the Shikon Jewel the only way I knew how: by burning it along with my body. But I choose not to kill Inuyasha, but instead let him live, but only be in a deep sleep. Yet, I died. I lost my life. But, it was because of someone bigger than this. Naraku. He wanted me dead, and he also wanted the Shikon Jewel. How could I have fallen for his trick so easily?
I wish I could turn back time, but I know I can't and I must go on with the fact that I can no longer have Inuyasha. Inuyasha…how I love him. I only wish the best for him. I still hold him near to my heart.