Kouga always despised Inuyasha, he hated him for what he was worth, so many
things rushed into his head, that he couldn't take anymore. He longed for
Kagome more than ever, but with him in the way he knew he'd never get a
chance.Ever since he had taken her prisoner, he realized he loved her more
than anyone ever could. She had a great gift that would likely make him
stronger than any demon ever dreamed of. He could hear a voice telling him
he wanted Inuyasha out of her life. The only way that would ever happen,
was to get the satisfaction of killing Inuyasha with his own two bare
hands, and take what was rightfully his.
Kouga couldn't take the pain that he wasn't loved by her. He knew if he had the chance he could show her that he was more for the taking, than Inuyasha came to be. Kouga's thoughts of Inuyasha were none other than hatred. How she could love a man that was so repulsive? A man who didn't treat her with respect. He had always watched the relationship bloom between the two, and the betrayal against Kagome, with the dead priestess. It made him sick to his stomach. Inuyasha to him was no other than a two timing bastard. He could break a women's so heart so easily, making lies, and promises to an innocent women that was to believe and trust his every word. Kouga just questioned why did it have to be Kagome? He didn't deserve her, and she didn't deserve a man like him to hurt and break her heart to pieces. Kouga turned his gentle hands, into rough firsts with every thought, every waking moment of Kagome fleeing towards the well, with her hands hiding the damned emotion and the tears. Kouga didn't understand Inuyasha. His thoughts, his wants, and his needs. He hated him for how he tormented this young girl, who didn't deserve to feel lower than dirt, that made her feel unwanted and useless.
Kouga had watched from the mountains that overlooked the bright forest, and the rivers below keeping a sharp look out hoping to see a half demon with winter white hair, and a bloody red Kimono exactly like the color of his hands. He wasn't going to stand from the sidelines anymore. He was going to stop the pain and suffering of Kagome, and he was going to take Inuyasha down, even if it meant getting his hands dirty.
Kouga couldn't take the pain that he wasn't loved by her. He knew if he had the chance he could show her that he was more for the taking, than Inuyasha came to be. Kouga's thoughts of Inuyasha were none other than hatred. How she could love a man that was so repulsive? A man who didn't treat her with respect. He had always watched the relationship bloom between the two, and the betrayal against Kagome, with the dead priestess. It made him sick to his stomach. Inuyasha to him was no other than a two timing bastard. He could break a women's so heart so easily, making lies, and promises to an innocent women that was to believe and trust his every word. Kouga just questioned why did it have to be Kagome? He didn't deserve her, and she didn't deserve a man like him to hurt and break her heart to pieces. Kouga turned his gentle hands, into rough firsts with every thought, every waking moment of Kagome fleeing towards the well, with her hands hiding the damned emotion and the tears. Kouga didn't understand Inuyasha. His thoughts, his wants, and his needs. He hated him for how he tormented this young girl, who didn't deserve to feel lower than dirt, that made her feel unwanted and useless.
Kouga had watched from the mountains that overlooked the bright forest, and the rivers below keeping a sharp look out hoping to see a half demon with winter white hair, and a bloody red Kimono exactly like the color of his hands. He wasn't going to stand from the sidelines anymore. He was going to stop the pain and suffering of Kagome, and he was going to take Inuyasha down, even if it meant getting his hands dirty.