---Title- favourite
Rating- Pg-!3 (language)
Summary- I am his favourite, he wouldn't have me if I wasn't. Set after final battle, a different outcome. Kanna/Naraku.
Disclaimer- if I owned, do you think I would be posting here? Didn't think so.---
I should have been ashamed.
I wasn't.
I should have been disgusted.
I couldn't.
There were lots of things I should have been, could have been, would have been. Had I given a damn. But such things were lost to me years ago. Before the battle, before the defeating of the Inu-Taichi, before my masters taking over. I suppose I shouldn't call him master, he isn't anymore. Kagura tells me I am a disgrace, that I should be ashamed. And I suppose I would, if I was her. But I'm not. I'm Kanna, his little godless soul. He says I am his favourite. I know I am.
he wouldn't have me if I wasn't.
People say I'm being used. Does it matter if I am? It doesn't change anything. I am still his favourite, the one he loves most if he is capable of love. He says he loves the way I don't even bat an eye at the things he does. Does that mean he loves me? Does it matter if he does? I wish there was someone I could ask these things. But the only person is him. I don't think he would answer. And I don't think I could ask. Maybe I could ask Kagura, maybe she would know the answers.But she might laugh at me, she might not want to answer. No one else would. They would tell me I am a fool, that I am addled. Then they would wonder why I wanted to know. Maybe I am safer not asking. That way no one will talk. Not that that will stop them, they always talk. I see them, in my mirror. They call me things, gossip about me. They say I am a gold-digger, nothing better than a common whore.
He doesn't like people talking about me. I don't know why, I could care less what they do. He says they are jealous, jealous of the position I hold. I wonder why sometimes. He doesn't ask me to do much now, I think he worries. He says I am important. I know I am, just like I know I am his favourite. I wouldn't be with him if I wasn't. He is behind me, watching me brush my hair. It's longer now, he says he likes it long. He says it makes me look like a proper lady. And I am a proper lady, his proper lady.
"You know you are my favourite." his words echo in my mind. I know I am, he wouldn't have me if I wasn't.
"Do you love me?" I have to know, it is suddenly a priority. He doesn't answer, studying my reflection. My face is calm, it always is with him.
"Does it matter if I do?" his answer makes me give the hint of a smile. The tiniest-barest hint. I don't need to answer, he already knows. Just like he knows I am his favourite, his proper lady.
It's because I am his mate. And he wouldn't have it any other way.
---Another Kanna one shot. I can't get these out of my mind. /shakes head/. A little different this time.
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Happy Halloween!
Ja ne
Yami---