Title : Don't Say Sorry

Authoress : Aurora-Sama

Rating : PG-13

Disclaimer : I own neither the show, nor the characters from the show Inuyasha. Those rights belong to TPTB. So no suing.

A/N : This fic is just a short poem fic to fill up time while I'm on writers block for my other fic Midnight Wings. The poem was written by my friend Yvette, and I wrote a story to the poem. I was out of titles, so I just used the name of the poem itself for the story title… It sucks, I know, but…please review and tell me what you think.

/italic/ = the poem

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(Kikyou's POV)

Trapped. Naraku has me trapped yet again. Why must he keep me locked up like an animal constantly? But I suppose I shouldn't complain. At least Naraku doesn't treat me like a porcelain doll. Unlike that demon Inuyasha.

/I wish

That for just a few moments,

You'd tear me open

And rip me apart,

That you'd push me

Just a little bit too far,

Shove me off the edge,

Hurt me and love me…/

Inuyasha says he loves me, tells me how sorry he is that he let Naraku deceive us both. But why can't he just treat me like a human? Why must he instead treat me like I'll break at the slightest touch? I never did understand that about him…

/That you'd just hate me

Just for a second

Push me away for a minute

But come back, say you love me,

And that you won't let go, not ever again…/

Now, Naraku is much different from Inuyasha. He doesn't treat me like glass, though I wish he would treat me better than some common animal. But at least he isn't afraid to hurt me. He isn't afraid to tear my heart away, and then replace it, only to tear it away again. But there is one thing I can't stand about him, one thing he does all the time…

/But don't say sorry.

I don't want sorry.

I don't want to hear "I'm sorry."

I know you don't mean it,

So why say it?/

Naraku always apologizes when he hurts me. Not out of meaning or sincerity, but more out of propriety. Inuyasha's apologies always meant something, were always serious. Naraku says it just to spite me, because he knows I hate to hear it unless he's serious.

/Just sugar-coat your love,

Make it extra sweet…/

Every once in a while, though, I do wish Naraku would act something like Inuyasha, even though Inuyasha walks on eggshells around me. But every once in a while, I wish Naraku wouldn't hurt me.

/That way,

I don't have to deal

With the sting of the salt

That you've hidden underneath./

But sometimes, I love the way he hurts me. I love the way he hates me, yet loves me. But most of the time, I miss being treated like a glass doll.

I guess love is funny that way.