I just wanted some angst tonight.
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"I don't really understand it."
He spoke softly, a part of him wishing she hadn't heard it. Inuyasha looked straight ahead at the night sky and attempted to count as many stars as possible before she finally said something, but time moved on without a single disruption from vocal sound.
Finally, he looked next to him to find Orihime looking at her slowly twiddling thumbs. Her lips were pressed together softly, and she was swinging her feet back and forth on the branch as they stayed loosely stacked on top of one another. Her brows weren't knitted, but the confusion surrounding her was practically tangible. He wondered why he brought it up at all.
"You get…" Orihime wet her lips, shrinking into herself more. "You express yourself more when you're human."
Inuyasha smiled a bit at that, but it did nothing to mask the pain. "We wouldn't talk about a lot of things if it weren't for nights like these."
A short laugh left her lips. "Nights when you're more human than me." She began to lift her head but let it drop again. She couldn't meet his eyes. She hadn't been able to for a while. "This is…wrong, isn't it?"
Inuyasha looked down at the branch. "I don't know."
But they both would have said yes under different circumstances.
They both had strong feelings for someone else, and both would have swore they would never and could never have feelings for anyone else. They had proved it through their actions and through their words, and it never crossed their minds that their feelings would change.
Until they met each other.
Until they fell in love with each other.
Until they created memories with each other.
They wanted to be with each other and rely on each other.
And it was wrong.
Everything they set out to prove before now felt like a lie, and the fact that they met had to be a glitch in their lives – an event that would never occur again if they had to do it all again.
Maybe they should embrace this rare occurrence and just be together, but neither could shake the fact that this was all…wrong. How could they love each other when they had met the people who made them want to love no one else?
It was confusing.
And it was wrong.
"You'll take me back in the morning?"
Inuyasha grimaced, the thought causing pain to erupt inside him. "Yeah…"
"And…after that…we really won't see each other any-"
"Orihime. Can we not talk about it tonight?"
She hesitated, cautiously turning her head towards him. "But this is our last night together."
He looked at her, a pained smile curving his lips. "I know… So… Please, not tonight."
The pain in Orihime's eyes multiplied, and she quickly turned her head away from him. "Alright… Not tonight."