I don't own Inuyasha or Saint Seiya: Lost Canvas
Summary: Kagome one-shots with different people.
Pairing: Kagome/ Hades
Love Me Tender
" "Death is Salvation" he say," Persephone aka Kagome huffed sitting back.
Nearly a thousand years since this ridiculous wars began back and forth between Athena and Hades, her husband.
She had watched it all from afar as her husband was continually reincarnated into new human vessels for the next war to come.
However this new vessel, Alone, was special. She could feel it. He may be able to bring back her love even if, but for a moment.
Despite how humans put it. She was not forced, or tricked into becoming his wife. Humans started that rumor when the very first war began to make Hades see even more evil than he really was.
When in all actuality he was a sweet husband, who was very loyal and daring, who showered her in love and agoration.
Their marriage was meant to be since birth, after all who really names their child with the meaning to bring or cause death.
Her mother just wan't used to me not being around so it causes her to go into depression. You would think after all these centuries she'd get used to me not being by her side, but no, she insists that she will never get use to it.
She sighed as she ran a hand through her long ebony tresses.
Hades her husband, beloved, father of her children even if not by blood. He was all of these things, but like all things war changes a person, whether they be gods or humans. Take herself for example.
She once was a normal human till the Shikon came along. Then war came and with war came change.
Her naivety disappeared, yet her purity remained intact if it could even be called that, because who truly posses true purity, no one.
The Shikon had sent her to this world reborn with all of her memories intact, her family was told by Inuyasha that I died, before the well sealed permanently.
She became a goddess from the Greek legends. She is Persephone, Queen of the Underworld. She rules by her lord and husbands side, or at least she used to. Now instead she spent her time dealing with all the aspects of the Underworld, while trying to appease her mother Demeter as well.
Yet even still she loved him. She wishes that he would remember her. Remember that death is not salvation.
That sometimes living and loving is salvation as well.
His change had been more than she could have thought possible. The Fates had changed Hades so he could better walk among the humans for what I shall never know, but then Athena, who had previously been wronged by Hades attacked him on the human plane. This led to a series of events and thus the reoccurring war began.
She blew out a puff of air to move the hair that continued to move into her line of sight. Here she was sitting in her mothers garden as her mother could not be without her long. She had left her most trusted advisor in charge, but even they sometimes could be very useless given certain situations.
She sighed once more as she watched in her little mirror as her dearly loved husband continued to paint what he had dubbed the Lost Canvas.
She for one did not like Pandora and wished she could leave this place to take her beloved away from that wretched woman. The nerve of her to lock away her beloved as if he were a pet and assume it would hold him.
She breathed in a calming breath.
It was laughable really. Here she was getting worked up over a woman she knew would soon be dead and held no place in her husbands heart.
She knew this because Pandora was caught in an endless cycle of unrequited love for her beloved that she had watched for centuries play out, yet every single time she got frustrated and angry, because even though the woman's love was not returned she could still be by his side. Which is what she has longed for, for many centuries.
She looked at him as he painted another person.
She smiled at the childish look on her husbands face as her painted. He looked so peaceful and one with the world.
This was the man she had come to love and still does till this day. This man who once would have challenged anyone if, but to have her by his side. He was everything she could have ever wanted.
She brought her fingers to her lips kissing them before placing them on his image.
"Come back soon my love."
I will teach him that not death, but love is salvation one day.
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