I DO NOT OWN INUAYSHA

Since writer's block has been very annoying, I decided I will challenge myself and finish a one-shot or a chapter every day, or as much possible to keep myself going. These are random ideas that I might or might not develop it into a long one. If any of them got lots of respond or if I'm in the mood for it, I will continue it. Anyway, you can ignore it if you like, reviews are welcome. I might add other characters from Inuyasha into this. Thanks for the read.

How could he of all people allowed himself to… fall in love.

Love?

Was it really love or did he just fool himself into believe so?

It didn't matter.

Nothing could be done to change it now. It was too late to… not feel.

It all started with that day in the forest years ago. The little eight-year-old girl that ran into him while he was lying against a tree, injured. He hissed, she startled, yet instead of running away like she should, she came to him. She tried to nurse him and feed him even though he refused.

He was curious as to why a hopeless little human girl was not afraid of him when even greater demons were trebling in his present. She even dared to smile at him. For him.

When she was found dead, for the first time in his life he felt something other than rag and indifferent. He revived her, partly out of curiosity.

Since then she had been by his side. He unconsciously protected her and before he knew it, he found that she had snuck into the little organ known as heart, the part no one believed he had, and became the most important possession he had ever own. For her he was even willing to let go of the chance to achieve the ultimate weapon, the longtime goal he had been seeking for his entire life.

He left her at the human village after the war with Naraku was over. Why did he do that- no one, not even himself knew the true reason. All he knew was she was his. She would always be under his protection and he had made that clear to her by constantly visited and showered her with gifts. One day she would choose between the human, her own kind, and him, the demon lord.

And too soon that day came. He was a demon and seven years passed by in a blink of an eye.

Even now he was still puzzle of how the little girl could get into his cold heart and warmed it so fast and easily. In only a few months traveling beside him, she had awaked the protective nature in him he did not believed he possessed. And in only seven years, she managed to draw out the lustful side of him he did not believe existed. He wanted her!

Like the beginning, before he knew it, he found himself unable let her go. Like when she, still a child, had been taken to hell by the hell hound, he then realized she was the most important person in his life. And the day she refused to return to him, he realized that he could not be without her.

He craved for her, he lusted for her, and he wanted her to himself.

But she refused to return.

So be it. He was the Lord of the West and he would not go back on his word. He would not force her to return to him.

But that didn't mean he would let her go to another man.

He watched her cried as the man she claimed to love fell to his death. He watched her ran away and watched her cried again as another foolish man dared enough to attempt to claim her. No men would ever touch her!

He watched the bright eyes that adored him turned harden. He listened to her sweet voice turned angry and cold. Her loved for him turned to hated. But it didn't matter to him. He rather had her that way than had her in another man's arms.

Then finally, she returned to him.

She had nowhere to run, no one could protect her. The humans stayed clear of her path, the demons dared not laid a finger on her. In the end she came back to him.

"I hate you!" she state coldly with a voice that filled with strong venom that could rival his own green acid poison.

Instead of answered her, he pulled her close and kissed her thoroughly. After all, he only spoke when necessary.

Finally, she was where she belonged.

By his side.

For some odd reason, this plot makes me wanted to write lemon. ^/ /^ (shameless I know) But no I CANNOT, and WILL NOT write lemon. Thanks for the read

July 16, 2013