Separate Ways
His gaze never faltered, even though thoughts rushed hurriedly through his head
He thought of his ominous dream, and of her melancholy stare. He could never let her die. Knowing it would hurt her, but knowing that she would live, he gentle helped the woman up.
"I would be honored if you would allow me to give you children."
The knife stopped a bare quarter inch from her heart as the whisper took over her entire body.
The disgusting part of herself.
Kikyou couldn't do anything to stop it. She could barely hold onto her soul. It was ripping her apart. It made her want to scream, because she knew who was taking control of her body.
Even as her face smiled sadistically, her mind seethed hatred. Naraku.
Spur of the moment, and completely impulsive, Sango made her decision.
In dreams two paths had stood before her, the right one bloody and littered with corpses, the other, the left one peaceful yet full of so much sadness. Dexter and Sinister, both stood before her. Left and right. In her mind she saw it. Death, sinister and cruel. In a sudden decision she gathered her things and left Shippou and Kirara in peace. Her feet now were treading a sinister path, the sinister path, the left path.
His hands tightened on the familiar weapon, already stained with so much blood.
The painful ghosts of aching memories were pushed away.
He was coming.
To act, he decided.
A good thing, too, because the waiting was beginning to bore him.
Do I really want to?
No, I don't want to leave.
A grim smile touched her lips. I don't want to, but I know what's best for myself. I need to go away, far away, and not come back of a long time.
Decidedly she swung her legs over the edge of the weathered well.
Disclaimer: Inuyasha is not mine.
Author's Note: I just wanted to say that this chapter is short for a reason, and that the characters are written in the same order as in the last chapter. I'm trying to make a transition here. When I wrote this I felt the worst for Kikyou. She's such a wonderfully complex character when it comes down to it. Anyway, don't kill me for the way it's headed. Warning, though, it's going to get angsty.