Ayame wanted to hate her.
She really did, but then, she couldn't; she was her best friend, after all. How can she hate her for something that wasn't her fault? It's not like she liked him or anything, especially considering when she had her own problems.
She liked another guy, whom always seemed to run off to another woman, one that was practically her sister, and while she's busy crying for him, he's busying chasing after her, wanting her affections, meanwhile, ignoring Ayame who has been there all along, and was left to cry with her best friend, who would always end up at her house, brown eyes in tears, devastation written in those orbs. Ayame never said anything, just let her cry, let her use her shoulder, while thinking of her own love life, and the silent tears began.
It was a very, very vicious cycle, Ayame had to admit.
She had been wanting him for so long. She had met him when she was just a little girl, and they had made a promise; a promise she thought he would've kept, had he not forgotten it, nor did he chased after her best friend. She had thought, now that she had grown a bit more, that he would have been happy, would have been glad to see her.
She never thought of him forgetting their promise, and having him fall for someone else.
Tears swelled in her eyes, and she hung her head low, ponytails falling on the side of her face.
"Aren't you a bit old for ponytails?" He'd asked, giving her a skeptical look, eyebrow raised. Her shoulders trembled at the memory, tears slowly tracing down her cheeks. "Eh? I said that? I don't remember."
"Of course you don't," She whispered, looking up at the sky, a sad smile on her face, green eyes glistening. "Of course, you never seemed to remember me when Kagome is around." Ayame whimpered, balling her hands into a fist. "But, that's okay. Cause I'm sure, in time, you'll know Kagome is really in love with Inuyasha, and soon, you'll be mine."
Her body shook as she bowed her head, the tears still falling.
"You'll be mine...Kouga."