disclaimer: I do not own Inu-Yasha or 'Reflection'
This is a small drablle I'm going to do, just to pass the time. Hope you like it
Kagome stood still as she gazed in front of the mirror. Her greyish-blue eyes stared at it with intense concentration, as if she was trying to see something other than herself. Kagome squinted her eyes and frowned.She wasn't seeing what she wanted to see. Whenever she looked into the mirror, she was never there.
Look at me, I will never pass for perfect bride.
Or a perfect daughter.
Whenever Kagome looked into the mirror, there was always someone there. Not her, though. Someone who looked very much like her, but she couldn't tell who it was.
Can it be I'm not meant to play this part?
Now I see that if I were truly to be myself,
I would break my family's heart.
Kagome closed her eyes for a brief moment, sure that when she opened her eyes, she would be there, standing in the mirror. The girl took in a deep breath and opened her eyes. She sighed. The other girl was still there and she wasn't. But...what if that girl was her?
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me.
Why is my reflection someone I don't know
"Why won't you just go away?" Kagome whispered, falling to her knees. She still continued to stare at the mirror though, the girl staring right back at her. "Why won't you leave me alone?! I never did anything bad to you!" The girl frowned back at her and arched her eyebrows.
'But you did...you took him away from me. Because of that, I continue to hate you.' A flash of red, silver, and amber flashed through Kagome's eyes.
"No..."
Somehow I cannot hide who I am,
Though I've tried.
When will my reflection show,
Who I am inside.
"NO! GO AWAY!" Kagome screamed, pounding her fist into the mirror. It shattered and glass went everywhere on the floor. Kagome gasped at the sudden pain as blood gushed from the fresh cuts on her hand. She rushed over to the toilet and wrapped a bunch of toilet paper around her hand. As she tried to stop the blood flow, a woman with long black hair, brown cold eyes, and was beautiful but pale as death watched her through the remaining glass pieces.
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside.
Here's the deal.
I'm at my aunt's house, with no files for my other stories, bored, with author's block, so this is the only thing my mind can currently make up. I know it kind of sucks,but please don't flame me. There also might be some spelling or grammer mistakes in here because she doesn't have spell check. There might.
Also this is not Kagome bashing, and if you comment, don't take it like it is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate when people do that. I've been getting nothing but flames lately, an I'm getting rather pissed. In fact, last night, I was on the verge of giving up writing fan fictions.
-sighz and rubs temples tiredly- comment please