Ugh! I hate this, I can't decide what to do! I'm in the middle of a Inu/Kag story and I made Kikyo mean because I didn't like her but then I watched that stupid episode of Kikyo and Inuyasha so now I like her too and I feel bad for her and it's really hard to write mean stuff about her in my story when I don't hate her anymore. I'm REALLY sorry I haven't updated, I keep trying but I keep stopping because I feel so mean. Oh and I'm rewriting the last chapter or two because they really sucked.

If you want to know when the next chapter will be up you have to review! .

if you hate Kik. now and like Kag. your really gonna hate Kik. in the 8th ch.

thanks for all your reviews!most people want Kikyo to die but...I don't want her to, sorry, so I'm just gonna put up 2 endings k? well yea enjoy the story! review an you'll make me happy : ) and you know happy people update sooner!

Heres a bit about me, I'm a girl-u can tell by my nickname, well actually u might not but w/e. I LOVE Inuyasha, enjoy writing random stories. I just get an idea in my head an I write it. but I've never been able to finish a story yet...oh also I love sports but every sport I've tried, I suck at, seriously, well ok I'm sometimes good at basketball and I'm good at tennis but that's all. I used to be a fast runner but well then I stopped running and now I'm slow again.

THESE POEMS ARE AWESOME! I DIDN'T WRITE THEM AND I DON'T KNOW WHO WROTE THEM SO I CAN'T MENTION THOSE PEOPLES NAMES, SORRY, IF YOU WROTE ONE OF THESE PLEASE DON'T GET MAD, I JUST REALLY LIKE THEM AND WANTED OTHER PEOPLE TO READ THEM!

THIS IS WHAT INUYASHAS SAYING TO KIKYO-

Years of Snow

Setting, falling, sinking into shadow / This is the end, and I know / I can't bring you back this time / And I know you're going to die / But somehow, somewhere, some part of me / Is fighting, wanting to bring you closer, to hold this dream / That somehow you'll always be, here with me at my side / Somehow you'll wipe away every tear that I've cried.

They gotta get out, and leave me alone / I'd send them away if we had a home / But now I'm forced to see and catch their eye / Catch their eye as they watch you die / Knowing that I couldn't stop it from ending / Knowing that I couldn't stop the world from bending / Knowing that I am to blame / Wallow forever in guilt, in shame

This isn't the first time I lost you, is it the last? / I thought the doubt was gone and passed / I figured that we could master / The art of performing, ever-after / But now I'm stuck, holding your grave / Holding to the joy you gave

Wishing that you were here with me / Watching the blooms fall from the tree / Breaking apart from deep within / A battle of wills I can never win / These people are with me but its you I need / Some people would call that unfettered greed

But I can't breathe, can't watch, can't sleep / I can't even form a tear to weep / If I don't know your somewhere away / Watching me as I pray and pray / Hope that you will come back to life / Fate cruelly twist my heart with that knife

When I realize it's not you I see / I feel an ache inside of me / My heart it thrums, my throat it burns / My vision goes oddly and turns and turns / Until I fall onto my knees / Praying for you to return to me

But when I see the setting sun / I know the end has finally come / It's been so fun, we've had some times / And through it all I've become wise / We've exchanged words so brutally / It made me wonder what we see / But in the end, I realize / You wanted to see through my eyes

Separated by space and time / Yet, by heart, you still are mine / What I wouldn't give, to hold you at last / To erase the words of a hated past / But as you slip away from me / I'm forced to see reality

Now that you're gone, now that you're dead / There's only a sparse few words to be said / This message is carried through years of snow / Farewell my lovely Kikyo...

Aw now wasn't that amazing? I loved it, still do actually anyways here's another poem\/

IM NOT SURE WHAT THIS IS ABOUT, IT WAS ON AN INUYASHA WEBSITE BUT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH INUYASHA BUT THAT'S OK, ITS STILL REALLY GOOD! I DON'T OWN THIS EITHER!

Bitter Sweet

I see you standing next to her. / My heart, / It breaks in two.

You see my friend, / There's someone in my heart. / That person's only you.

Your voice, / It drives my sanity away. / My love for you is what keeps me sane. / Oh loving you is bitter sweet, / That's all I have to say.

You tell her that you love her, / You hold her tight. / You hold her dearly and then to you, / All the world is right.

I stay in my little box, / Wishing she'd go away. / Hoping, dreaming, / That you'd love me someday.

Your voice, / It drives my sanity away. / My love for you is what keeps me sane. / Oh loving you is bitter sweet, / That's all I have to say.

You pull a box from your pocket, / You stand on one knee, / Both she and I start crying. / My world crashes down on me.

I congratulate you later, / And act like I'm okay, / But inside my heart is broken. / My mind races in dismay.

Your voice, / It drives my sanity away. / My love for you is what keeps me sane. / Oh loving you is bitter sweet, / That's all I have to say.

I sit in the crowd, / On your wedding day. / I watch you take your vows, / My heart, it breaks away.

You kiss her, all seems happy, / For one, for all, today, / Was a celebration. / On this day in May.

Your voice, / It drives my sanity away. / My love for you is what keeps me sane. / Oh loving you is bitter sweet, / That's all I have to say.

I etch the words on paper, / The things I've wanted to say, / My heart bleeds onto the paper, / This morning in the month of May.

I take my sewing razor blade, / I hold it to my neck, / My tears drop on the parcel, / My heart beats out of check.

Your voice, / It drives my sanity away. / My love for you is what keeps me sane. / Oh my love for you is bitter sweet, / That's all I have to say.

You came in that evening, / You and your lovely wife, / You cried so deeply, / Because I ended my life.

You took the paper, / You read through the stain, / You felt guilty, / I must have caused you pain.

Loving you was bitter sweet, / My heart was not that strong, / I loved you with all my heart, / And that will be all eternity long.

HEY, IF YOU WROTE ONE OF THESE POEMS, TELL ME! B/C I GOT THIS OFF OF THE INU-YASHA.BIZ WEBSITE AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO GET BACK ON, PLEASE TELL ME, IM LISTED AS AN AUTHOR ON THERE, I THINK MY PEN NAME WAS SUNNYDAYS WITH SOME NUMBERS AFTER THAT? I DON'T KNOW I JUST KNOW IT STARTED WITH SUNNY, PLEASE FIND ME AND TELL ME HOW TO GET BACK TO THE WEBSITE! THANKS: ) wait i think it was Sunnydays28

A poem I am passing on about child abuse, I hope you pass it on too.

My name is Tiffany / I am three, / My eyes are swollen / I cannot see, / I must be stupid / I must be bad, / What else could have made / My daddy so mad? / I wish I were better / I wish I weren't ugly, / Then maybe my mommy / Would still want to hug me. / I can't do a wrong / I can't speak at all / Or else I'm locked up / All day long. / When I'm awake I'm all alone / The house is dark / My folks aren't home / When my mommy does come home / I'll try and be nice, / So maybe I'll just get / One whipping tonight. / I just heard a car / My daddy is back / From Charlie's bar. / I hear him curse / My name is called / I press myself / Against the wall / I try to hide / From his evil eyes / I'm so afraid now / I'm starting to cry / He finds me weeping / Calls me ugly words, / He says its my fault / He suffers at work. / He slaps and hits me / And yells at me more, / I finally get free / And run to the door / He's already locked it / And I start to bawl, / He takes me and throws me / Against the hard wall / I fall to the floor / With my bones nearly broken, / And my daddy continues / With more bad words spoken, / "I'm sorry!", I scream / But its now much too late / His face has been twisted / Into an unimaginable shape / The hurt and the pain / Again and again / O please God, have mercy! / O please let it end! / And he finally stops / And heads for the door / While I lay there motionless / Sprawled on the floor / My name is tiffany / I am three, / Tonight my daddy / Murdered me / And you can help / To stop this for others / And if you read this / And don't pass it on / I pray for your forgiveness / Because you would have to be / One heartless person / To not be effected / By this Poem / And because you are effected, / Do something about it! / So all I ask you to do / Is pass this on! / If you are against child abuse.

aw so sad! i feel so bad for the people that get abused; emotionally, mentally, or physically. i know some people and I hope their lives are better. Kelly, if you ever read this, I hope your happy with your Grandma and I'm sorry I didn't get to say good bye, I was sick the day you left. And don't worry, when people asked what happened I didn't tell them. You were such a good friend, I miss you! Also a story that's really sad is the David Pelzer series, its about the authors childhood, it says he was the third worst case in California. while reading it I cried so many times in most of my classes. If you've read them please message me! The first book is called 'A Child Called It'

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, so weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!

If you wish Inuyasha would just kiss Kagome already copy this into your profile

If you think Naraku's gay copy this into your profile

If you've ever danced in the rain copy this into your profile

If you've ever danced in the middle of the street copy this into your profile

If you've ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.

Racism is wrong and can often times destroy people's self confidence. It's a horrible and cruel way to treat people. To prove that we are all alike, try this simple experiment: Hold your hand up to a light of some kind. You'll see a shadow cast nearby. Now, have someone of a different race hold their hand up too. You'll see, essentially, the same image. Five fingers and a palm. Skin color doesn't matter when you get right down to it. If you are against racism, copy this message and my symbol for equality to your profile. ( o o ) = ( o o )