DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha and all its characters are created by Rumiko Takahashi. I merely occasionally borrow them for my own twisted purposes.
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I came to you in tears, my jealous heart in tatters. I could not even fault his fidelity; he is the most loyal of dogs, just... not to me.
"Why didn't she just stay DEAD???" I ranted. You drew me into your arms and soothed me like a child, your hands in my hair. Your hands, so strong, so... safe. Your palm caressed my cheek, your thumb smoothed away my tears. With soft words you reassured me: I am good enough, I am worthy of his love, I am... I shook my head in negation. I will never replace her in his heart. Your hands cupped my face, stilled my shaking, and then... you kissed me.
You kissed me. You tasted of wild mint, and your kiss was all I had wanted, needed. But it was not who I wanted, and I pulled back, startled. You drew me to you again, murmuring words of comfort and desire against my jaw. Your hands sought out the places I longed for his touch, mapping the yearning desert of my skin, finding treasure unknown even to myself. Your lips followed where your fingers led, coaxing forth sighs as you suckled my breasts, parted my sex. You declared me sweet and ripe as you greedily lapped at my nectar, plumbed the depths of my womanhood with your clever, eager fingers. You brought me to the pinnacle of pleasure, then gently guided me back to myself. You praised the beauty of my passion.
Should I have stopped you? I ached for affirmation, I needed to be wanted. You laid me bare, body and soul, laid me back among the fragrant grasses, and you loved me. You loved me for myself, you saw me as I was and gave unconditionally, asking nothing. I look back, and regret only that I could not give as I received. My emotions were in disarray: was this betrayal? No, this was my salvation. You gave me back myself. You gave and you gave... I could but weep in gratitude for your kindness.
Your kindness. Thank you, my sister, my Sango.