Kikyo was on the archery range. She had gone there after the healers had finished with her.
Her bow never missed.
Except now.
It kept veering off, hitting everything but the target. People were starting to panic.
Finally she drew an arrow only to have it explode in her hand, stinging her.
"What is going on?" Kikyo was in shock.
"You didn't like my tricks, priestess?" Loki came out from his hiding place.
Kikyo ground her teeth in disgust. "I hated them and you."
"You will grow to love me." Loki smirked. "I did save your life. Aren't you going to thank me?"
Kikyo aimed an arrow at him. "No."
"Where are you aiming?" Loki was behind her, and pulled her into his arms.
Kikyo stopped, reveling in his embrace a moment, and then pushed him away. No! This attraction, this love, was the enemy! It would cause her betrayal and pain again! Especially from this liar, this trickster!
"So you don't truly hate me, do you?" Loki smirked. "Now who is the liar?"
He vanished.