Kill Me Softly
by: T.A.
The breeze was furious and harsh as it whipped back her raven hair, and stung her cheeks with thousands of angry slaps. Her priestess garbs fluttered to and fro with the wind, as her slate-grey eyes defied her fate with tiny knives of fury. "Kill me then." she angrily stated, hands clutching the ground. "See if you might be able to send me to my grave for a second time, Inu-Yasha."
The large sword, pressing against her neck, shook with Inu-Yasha's drained strength, and unwillingness in this situation. He'd came to kill Kikyou, and now found he couldn't.
Kagome's sweet eyes, filled with a passion for life, brightening when he came into view--and then her lifeless, dead eyes. His grip tightened marginally as he pushed the sword deeper into the woman's neck. She peered up at him through impossibly dark lashes, searching.
"Dakedo...can you do it?" she questioned, and he shivered, a deep fear entering his soulful eyes.
"I-Iie...I can't do it..." Kikyou's lips curled into a gruesome half-smirk, and she watched her former hanyou lover come to terms with what he had to do. "I have to do it."
"Do it, then, Inu-Yasha..." she started softly, near-death dulling the edge and emotionless blade of her voice. "Do what you have to do, just do not regret." tears welled in the preistess' eyes, but she refused to die with tears on her cheeks. Her grave, serious tone made Inu-Yasha, once again halt.
"Do you want so badly, death, that you'd kill another to be there, Kikyou?" Inu-Yasha asked sorrowfully, not yet willing to sacrifice his lost love's life.
"I did. And I will do it again. Kill me now, spare me the trouble." she replied, glaring. "I've killed my reincarnation, do not make me kill your other companions." His hands shook and his palms were sweaty as he gripped his sword. He didn't know if he could do it. "Kill me softly, Inu-Yasha, kill me softly..." her eyes fluttered closed, as Inu-Yasha did the final deed.
As she died, her body crumbled away into ashes, and gently, slowly blew away with the wind. There was no blood. As he knelt to the ground, tears finding their way under his tightly closed lids, gripping her clothes to his face, he was sure he heard the words "I love you," whispered, only words on the breeze.
End
