Here goes nothing, first Inu Yasha fan fic, and it won't be a really long one. It is going to be a series of short stories that are inspired by the varied tastes in music I have. For example I thought up this little story while listening to the Kill Bill Vol. 1 soundtrack. They are going to be varying genres. I'll tell you now, and some of them have nothing to do with the plot of the story. They're just random things I came up with while listening to music.

'Idle Thoughts'

Kikyo carefully sat down on the roots of an ancient tree, not unlike the one in her home village. Though without evidence that a certain half- demon was bound to it. She had been wandering both in mind and in body, if you like to call it that. Through time, through the past. Her mind touched on various things like a butterfly in a flower field. Lingering on some flowers longer than others. The lovely moments with Inu Yasha, were somehting she could only touch on briefly.

They weren't something she could focus on for a long time without her mind drawing back to the fiend that is Naraku. Formerly known as Onigumo he let himself be consumed by demons and become a monster. Shortly after becoming that fiend he played herself and Inu Yasha against each other. And in the end she had died and Inu Yasha was bound to a tree for what was supposed to be all eternity. Just for the Sacred Jewel...

Kikyo let herself draw away from that and she found herself thinking of another person. I might have loved Suikotsu...she thought coming away to the more recent past. A person able to do good though they are dead. But that was never to be, his other self, the ruthless killer of from the Band of Seven appeared, never to revert.

Much like my afterlife, Kikyo mused my goal at first was to fully destroy Inu Yasha, that was before I found out about Naraku's ploy. And once I did, I have never looked back. My goal is to destroy Naraku and then perhaps, hopefully, to be at rest with Inu Yasha... But I somehow doubt that now.

Kikyo sighed suddenly, and not just a 'phew I'm tired sigh', but more the sigh of a woman that was thinking of things that didn't make her feel just tired, but bone weary. It was sort of surprising, Kikyo mused, that I don't sigh more often... But another, Kikyo's mind then took a somewhat dangerous turn. What if it wasn't me going through this, some other person, what would they do...

Another person might have given up a long time ago, someone else might not even have been brought back, another might have suceeded at killing Inu Yasha when that was her goal...

Another person might not have loved Inu Yasha when they were alive...Kikyo's mind seemed to pause at that thought, and still love him now...Then it stopped for a full minute.

Others must think it strange, me-- a dead woman who thought her love had killed her--to believe in love, but I do, it is one of the few things that keep me going in this life. That and the hope to wreak bloody vengeance against the one who killed me.

Kikyo stood up and let her Soul Collectors imbibe her with another dead soul then continued on her way...

End Story

So yeah I guess this is pretty short. But it was interesting to write, I didn't think I'd ever write a Kikyo-centric story but here I am. I'll tell you my opinion of Kikyo and how it evolved briefly. At first I hated her, then I grew to feel bad for her, she just makes me sad now...