Sometimes, Kagome wished she was dead.

Granted, that was an awful thing to say, especially to someone she considers a sister, but if she was completely honest with herself, there was a part of her that hated her; wanted her dead, if only for the simple fact that she had him. If she didn't exist, then maybe he would look at her for once.

That is not to say he hasn't, because he has. Sometimes during school, other times when he comes around their home, and almost every time, when his attention wasn't on her, he would bother and pick on Kagome, and two would be in a fight long enough for Kagome to pull her hair out. Sometimes, though, their relationship wasn't all that bad, even a little sweet, and Kagome cherish those moments with him. But then, her sister would come along, and before she knew it, Kagome was alone, him rushing off with excitement in his gold eyes, and the love in his face.

Those moments had always left her feeling betrayed, but it's not like it mattered. As far as she was concerned, she would always be number one to him, and Kagome was just a friend of the girl he happens to like. When that happens, she would rush off to Ayame for comfort, because she too, liked someone that she couldn't have, even though Kagome would never return Kouga's feelings. The two friends would sit endlessly on her bed, in silence, hugging, as they thought about the two men in their lives that caused them so much pain.

Kagome had wondered, just for a second, what would have happened if Kikyo hadn't been born first, or at all. If Kikyo had never be a part of his life, would he liked her instead? Would he love her?

"Inuyasha," She whispered, tears falling down her face as she thought about the boy, who was probably enjoying a date with Kikyo right about now. She smiled bitterly. "I know our relationship is weird. Sometimes we hate each other, and sometimes we are best friends," She pushed her head into her arms, legs folded underneath. She could feel tears dripped down on her the arms of her clothing. "I know you don't think of me as often as I do about you," She bit her lips. "But...but..."

A sob broke through her lips, and gripped the skin of her palms hard. "But, Kikyo isn't the only one. Can't you see? I love you too."

Tears began to fall down her face at a faster pace, chest feeling a bit heavy, as she struggled to breathe.

"I love you too."