p NOTE: ^^ hellos peoples! This be my first ficcy, so PLZ do NOT flame. If you do, I'll sick Sesshoumaru on you! ^^
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p The night air was cold. Colder than it usually was in the Fuedal Era. But./….Kagura felt nothing. Not the coldness, nor the familiar winds swirling comfortingly around her. Her heart…No. It wasn't right to say her heart. She had none. All she had was her mind. And the d4mn3d scar on her back. She had no freedom. She was trapped. And the Wind must be free.
p "And yet……I cannot…" Kagura said softly, looking at the night sky. It used to give her comfort. Now, it was a brutal reminder that she could not escape. He would ALWAYS find her. He held her life in his very hands. SO easily he could take it…End her suffering in this world….But he kept her around, his very existence mocking her and reminding who was in charge of her.
p Kagura sighed deeply and stood up. She looked to the west, knowing who was there. And knowing what he would say. The silver-haired demon that could destroy Naraku and end her suffering. And yet, he did not. He refused to help her. She knew the reason. He couldn't trust her, especially after her kidnapping the young girl that followed him. She blinked back tears and scolded herself violently.
p Even because of that, she couldn't help but feel so hurt. She needed his help desperately. And she's asked so many times. And always been rejected. But she wanted her luck to change. For some reason, she was so drawn to him. It baffled her. And she hated it. She didn't like things she didn't understand. He was one of them.
p The wind shifted, bringing his scent to her. He was nearby. Kagura smiled in spite of herself. It couldn't hurt to try just once more. She gently took a feather out of her raven hair, threw it up in the air, and sailed into the sky.