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Title: Harsh

Rating: T

Paring: None this time.

Warning: Character death. Come on, is it surprising by now? xD

Summary: She wanted her to suffer, just like she would.

Extra note: Guess who "she" is. :D It's not difficult, trust me. And yes, once again, our favorite Taiyoukai has shown again. Wooo~


Seventh Crane: Harsh

It was suppose to resemble to that of a fairytale of some sort; their lives together.

The kind where, despite the hardships and rocky beginning, a happily ever after awaited because they would have each other.

At least, that's what she had believed.

Standing there in the open field amongst familiar faces as she shivered from the bitter breeze, she could not suppress the resentful feeling that draped over her heart like a dark veil. She had tried for much too long.

Brown gaze raising from their spot on the red and white kimono just below, they settled on the figure of a young woman standing opposite of the large unearthing. To her contempt, the miko's expression was nothing short of guilty, her gaze trained, no doubt, on the face of the man she had unintentionally slain.

She didn't want guilty, however. No matter how great it may be.

She wanted undeniable and painstaking remorse-

for taking away the person most precious to her.

She wanted the miko to suffer, just as she did and would have to, when his absence would become unbearingly acute as the years should slip away.

She wanted...

Gaze lowering till it settled on the painfully familiar maroon marked face, tangled strands of silver locks carefully framing, she felt her chest twist. It continued till she could swore her heart was being crushed, and her eyes threatened to fill to the brim. A grimace fell upon her face, marring her childish features.

She wanted...

Raising her eyes, she found another pair staring back.

Guilt.

Sadness.

With as little emotion as she could muster, she broke the contact that the other girl was desperately trying to extend out.

She wanted... Sesshoumaru.

She didn't want to forgive.


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