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She glared down at the cheery pink ribbon. The bell chinked and chimed as she shifted from her kneeling position.
A small diary key and a vial of poison were tied onto the ribbon as well. She felt the primal urge to tear the ribbon apart. To shred it to peices, make it hurt as much as she did. She set it down instead. Forcing her hands to stay in her lap.
Dark, raven hair fell gracefully down her back. Her almost bare, pale skin shone in the moonlight spilling from the curtained window. This was her place. Her refuge.
She grasped the white sheets with thin, slender hands, forcing them not to reach up to tear at her hair. Not to grasp the knife under the pillow and add another scar.
Closing her eyes tight, she took a deep breath and held it.
A slight movement caught her attention, and she didn't turn, only listened for the feint footsteps that would track his approach.
She didn't want him to come. She didn't want him to see her. Not like this.
She stayed, though. Straitening her back, almost formal. This was what she wanted. For him to see her die. He had already killed her, she was just disposing of the body.
Claws scraped the floor as he walked, barefooted. She sighed silently. He was just down the hall, now.
She pulled the plug out of the vial, this was her insurance. She drank the odorless, tasteless liquid, felt it's cool touch down to her stomach.
She picked up the knife, her eyes still closed, and took the first cut. A light brush, just enough to draw blood.
He raced to her room, now, bursting in the shojo to stare Wild-eyed down at her.
She ignored his presence and cut deeper, this time it peirced the vein, for blood spilled over the gash and onto her bare skin.
The poison was making her feel light, almost like she was floating.
He was yelling at her, above her, but his words were distant.
She went to make a third cut on her other wrist, her hand shaking from bloodloss and pain.
"Kagome!" She heard him yell, and the knife was pulled out of her hand.
she laughed up at him. Feeling bubbly, giddy. She was almost there. Almost gone.
"Kagome What are you DOING? Please, stop!" He scramed, pulling her to him. She let herself be enveloped by his scent. Sakura. Such a wild scent. she thought feintly.
"I..I love you Kagome.." She heard him say in her ear.
It startled her. Then she realized something. "No. You don't. You love Shina. I can see it." She said, laughing still.
She grew dizzy as he held her, "No. i LOVED her, I LOVE you Kagome." He whispered in her ear as he tried to stop the bleeding.
She was startled by his truth. This wasn't the demon. This was the human. The human that spoke the truth.
She looked up at him as her fision faded black.
"I..I'm s..sorry." she whispered, before fading completely into the darkness.
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"Kagome!" He screamed, the blood seeping between his fingers to fall upon the floor. A strange smell enveloped him. Someone was here.
He glared up at the intruder in his love's moment of death. "Do you truly love this girl?" A woman's voice asked. She was tall, with short blue hair just below her chin, and a black cloak around her figure.
"Yes." He said, determinedly, sqweezing the girl in his arms as tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Take this. You will meet her again, in my time. if you do not stop her, this same scene will be replaid. You are her reincarnation's only hope. Save her." She said, tossing a roseary toward him.
"How?" He asked.
"You will see." She said, fading into nothingness.
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So, what do ya think of the preview? Think you will like it? Kinda confusing, but the questions will be answered later!
This darkness is light. Only death is heavy. -me!