Thank y'all for being so patient. But the wait is over and here is the next chapter. No cliffhanger this time i promise. This chapter merely takes an introspective look at Kikyo. I have decided that I don't hate Kikyo, I don't like her but I no no longer hate her guts.
The wandering, the endless searching for something beyond her grasp. It made her tired. It made her weary. It made her think.
She wasn't alive but nor was she dead. She would never be alive again, no matter how many souls she stole to keep this body of clay and bones moving. Her only choice was to die.
But she couldn't. She couldn't die unless she took Inuyasha with her. He deserved to die with her, as it should have been. SHE deserved to HAVE him die with her, he owed her that much.
She closed her eyes and reached deep within herself, trying to find a trace of the love that had once burned so bright within her. It was there, but no longer bright. The love inside her was sick and twisted, intertwined with hate and the desire to cause pain.
It was odd. She could summon up kindness and sympathy for everyone but Inuyasha. Inuyasha and that little group he traveled around with. Especially that imposter that was trying to take her place in the hearts of everyone she knew.
It was by chance that she came across the barrier the monk had erected. But he wasn't as powerful or experienced as she, so it was a simple thing to pass through. She could sense Inuyasha nearby and couldn't resist taunting him a little more.
"I know you're there, Inuyasha!" she called. Just as she expected, he stepped out from the shadows. He stood there, without his shirt and dripping wet, as if he'd been in a hurry to get there. Kikyo smiled in satisfaction, 'He hurried to me'
"What have you come here for, Kikyo?" he demanded, looking decidedly displeased to see her. He also seemed afraid, but not for himself. He kept looking behind him, perhaps for that girl.
"What is wrong? are you not glad to see me?" she asked innocently, while her dead eyes project anything but. Sadness and anger are what he and everyone sees, and perhaps some other emotions buried under. A deep and woeful despair calls out from the depth of her subconciousness, a remnant of her former self and former feelings. She squashes it ruthlessly. SHE has no place in her new self.
"I don't want you around my friends. Leave them alone. There is no reason for you to be inside this barrier. I promised to protect you, and avenge your death, and give you peace. Can't that be enough?"
"Enough?" Kikyo was very angry all of the sudden. "I'm dead, Inuyasha, dead! And you should have died with me. What use is revenge? It won't give me my life back. It won't undo the damage. Until you accept that it is your place to join me in hell, I'll not leave this world. I will not leave this world willingly without you, Inuyasha."
Her voice gentled. "Do you not want to spend eternity with me, Inuyasha? We love each other, won't you join me in the afterlife?" She swept up to him and touched his face. It softened like she knew it would. She hid her smirk with a smile.
But he only clasped her hand and brought it down again. "I loved Kikyo, I will always love Kikyo. But I do not see her in you. I look and look but no matter how hard I try I cannot find the woman I once loved in your face. I will keep my promises, but you have to let go of this fantasy of us living happily ever after in hell." he smailed, actually smiled. "I want to give you peace, but it is not my time to go just yet. If there's anything at all left of the woman I loved, please understand that."
And just like that, he turned away from her. He turned his back on Kikyo and came face to face with the girl. She had tears brimming from her eyes. Something about her was different but Kikyo was in to much turmoil to place what it was. He held out his hand to her and she took it. Without saying anything they walked back to the way Inuyasha had come from.
With no other choice left to her, Kikyo vacated the barrier. She couldn't allow herself to feel anything. So why were cold tears spilling down her face?
*Ducks flying rotted fruit* Yes, I know, probably not what you wanted and not anti-Kikyo enough. But if you have anbything useful to say, say it. Really sorry it took so long, I have no excuse exept that I have been super busy. Thanks for being patient, some of you.
The wandering, the endless searching for something beyond her grasp. It made her tired. It made her weary. It made her think.
She wasn't alive but nor was she dead. She would never be alive again, no matter how many souls she stole to keep this body of clay and bones moving. Her only choice was to die.
But she couldn't. She couldn't die unless she took Inuyasha with her. He deserved to die with her, as it should have been. SHE deserved to HAVE him die with her, he owed her that much.
She closed her eyes and reached deep within herself, trying to find a trace of the love that had once burned so bright within her. It was there, but no longer bright. The love inside her was sick and twisted, intertwined with hate and the desire to cause pain.
It was odd. She could summon up kindness and sympathy for everyone but Inuyasha. Inuyasha and that little group he traveled around with. Especially that imposter that was trying to take her place in the hearts of everyone she knew.
It was by chance that she came across the barrier the monk had erected. But he wasn't as powerful or experienced as she, so it was a simple thing to pass through. She could sense Inuyasha nearby and couldn't resist taunting him a little more.
"I know you're there, Inuyasha!" she called. Just as she expected, he stepped out from the shadows. He stood there, without his shirt and dripping wet, as if he'd been in a hurry to get there. Kikyo smiled in satisfaction, 'He hurried to me'
"What have you come here for, Kikyo?" he demanded, looking decidedly displeased to see her. He also seemed afraid, but not for himself. He kept looking behind him, perhaps for that girl.
"What is wrong? are you not glad to see me?" she asked innocently, while her dead eyes project anything but. Sadness and anger are what he and everyone sees, and perhaps some other emotions buried under. A deep and woeful despair calls out from the depth of her subconciousness, a remnant of her former self and former feelings. She squashes it ruthlessly. SHE has no place in her new self.
"I don't want you around my friends. Leave them alone. There is no reason for you to be inside this barrier. I promised to protect you, and avenge your death, and give you peace. Can't that be enough?"
"Enough?" Kikyo was very angry all of the sudden. "I'm dead, Inuyasha, dead! And you should have died with me. What use is revenge? It won't give me my life back. It won't undo the damage. Until you accept that it is your place to join me in hell, I'll not leave this world. I will not leave this world willingly without you, Inuyasha."
Her voice gentled. "Do you not want to spend eternity with me, Inuyasha? We love each other, won't you join me in the afterlife?" She swept up to him and touched his face. It softened like she knew it would. She hid her smirk with a smile.
But he only clasped her hand and brought it down again. "I loved Kikyo, I will always love Kikyo. But I do not see her in you. I look and look but no matter how hard I try I cannot find the woman I once loved in your face. I will keep my promises, but you have to let go of this fantasy of us living happily ever after in hell." he smailed, actually smiled. "I want to give you peace, but it is not my time to go just yet. If there's anything at all left of the woman I loved, please understand that."
And just like that, he turned away from her. He turned his back on Kikyo and came face to face with the girl. She had tears brimming from her eyes. Something about her was different but Kikyo was in to much turmoil to place what it was. He held out his hand to her and she took it. Without saying anything they walked back to the way Inuyasha had come from.
With no other choice left to her, Kikyo vacated the barrier. She couldn't allow herself to feel anything. So why were cold tears spilling down her face?
*Ducks flying rotted fruit* Yes, I know, probably not what you wanted and not anti-Kikyo enough. But if you have anbything useful to say, say it. Really sorry it took so long, I have no excuse exept that I have been super busy. Thanks for being patient, some of you.