Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of its characters. They belong to the fabulous Rumiko Takahashi. Lucky bitch.
A moments pause. I hold my breath as you pass—a gorgeous giant amongst a field of ants. Eagerly staring, I await a glance, a sign of acknowledgment, a sign of notice. A sign of a god noticing a mortal—noticing me.
It doesn't come.
I am torn. My heart is beating, but it is broken. Why have I not been noticed? I don't understand. You pass, and the Earth trembles beneath your feet.
My eyes track your step, slowly sliding to the right to follow your gaze, and all I can feel is surprise. What is wrong with me that I am passed for that? He hates him…doesn't he?
I am not here. I am but a shadow in the dark. I am nothing! Do you feel for me as I feel for you? No! How could you? You don't even see me…
You pull out a sword—a shining gleam of metal—and I realize what you are here for. You have come for a fight. You have deemed him worthy! An equal. Someone worth your time. Someone to kill. I would love to be killed by you. I would love for you to stab my broken heart and look into my eyes as I take my final breath, finally—finally—acknowledging me.
It would be miraculous. If I were to die by those hands, I would die happy…at the hands of Sesshomaru.
AN: Er, honestly, I don't like this very much. It sounds great acted out and, well, monologued, but put into writing like this….not so much.
Review! Honest criticism is great, but flames are lame. Tell me what I can improve, thanks!
EDIT 4/25/09: I've changed my mind about this. :] No major changes; only a few grammar mistakes fixed.